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SCREAM 6 SPOILERS AHEAD⚠️⚠️⚠️

Can we talk about the fact Ethan was literally slice and diced in the esophagus and still got up and ran and SCREAMED at Tara and Sam….like I get in fiction you probably won’t die from that but if that happens irl your definitely dead..and the way he screamed he definitely shouldn’t of been able to do that considering his vocal cords were probably cut.

Also part of me thinks Ethan isn’t dead bc people are saying he died like Stu and Stu make come back..Stu is dead he ain’t coming back😭 man’s had a whole PLUGGED IN AND ON tv smashed onto his head, sure Ethan had the same tv fall on him but it wasn’t on, but part of me also thinks he’s dead bc before it fell on him you could see there was shards of long glass sticking from it, Idk what is y’all opinions?

I’m so sorry but ANOTHER THING i wish to point out, I hate Richie, there is no denying that, but can we talk bout how him and Ethan practically died the same way? Like 1 Richie was stabbed in the mouth and so was ethan tho Richie was only stabbed through the side of the mouth when Ethan ate the knife and 2 Sam gets up afterwards and stabs Richie non stop and in 6 after Ethan gets up from Sam hitting him with the brick he says “what are you gonna do about it bitch” (😩) and she stabs him also repeatedly… (that wasn’t important I just thought it was a cool Parrel)

Im sorry i just love discussing this movie I can already see the comment (I ain’t readin allat) 💀

but anyone else notice the TENSION between my man chad and Ethan? Like they definitely had sum go on between them bc..that dance scene..it was definitely gay, and I LOVE IT and someone also told me chad and Ethan shared a bed in their dorm? Not sure if it’s true or not but🤭 also love it and I just really love the thought of chad and Ethan as a ship even tho one slice and diced the other😜 (some weird ass reason I also love Ethan and Tara as a ship..don’t judge me)

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk !❤️

Hes so tall and sexy😩😩😩😩😩😩 okay I’m leaving now! Bye- enjoy your night or day!❤️

We need to see more Ethan x Tara fics too, bc I honestly wished they were love interests in the movie, and I just all together felt like they would’ve been a cute couple, ESPECIALLY a cute ghostface couple (tara would’ve ate as ghostface idfc)

I just wanna fuckin

Y'know what I mean?

Secret Admirer

dark!gf!ethan landry x fem!reader

based on this request

Contents: 18+ smut, obsession, mentions of blood, other bodily fluids :), ghostface calls y/n, cream pie, no protection used, lil bit of non con, lil bit of breeding kink, brief knife play, ethan is a perv

You were a freshman at Blackmore this year. You had moved from your small town and straight into New York City, desperately trying to get away from the people in your hometown. You loved it here, in New York. You were roommates with Mindy Meeks-Martin, quickly becoming close with her and her group of friends. You were thankful to have such a supportive group of people in your circle. You also felt safe knowing Chad and Ethan were right across the alley, their windows facing yours.

You even had a secret admirer. You didn’t know who it was, but their gifts were super sweet and made you blush. At first, you started receiving flowers, chocolates, and sometimes there would be a cute little note attached.

Mindy was suspicious, immediately. She would tell you to discard the gifts every single time you received one. You tried to convince her at first that it was totally harmless, but she wouldn’t buy it. You told her you would start throwing them away, but you were actually keeping them and hiding them under your bed instead. You secretly loved them.

One morning you were sitting in the kitchen, right before your morning classes that day. Mindy came in from retrieving the mail, and drops an envelope in front of you. She doesn’t say anything, but gives you a disappointed look. You open it up, and it reveals a CD. the handwriting on it was neat, and it read, “a playlist for you <3.” The handwriting was not familiar to you.

“Aww, this is so cute…” you mumbled, staring at the CD with awe.

“Cute?” Mindy asks. “That’s a whole CD. You know whoever sent that had to like, do manual labor to make that playlist? Old man vibes!” She jokes.

“It’s not an old man. I think this is really sweet, you know? They took the time to burn songs on a CD for me..”

Mindy just rolls her eyes at that. “Okay, well, now we gotta listen to it. What if it’s not even music? What if it’s… something bad…”

“Something bad? What do you mean?” you question her. She looks off to the side, suddenly growing nervous.

“Uhh, nothing… I don’t know. Just looking out for you. Is that a crime?” Mindy replies.

You roll your eyes this time, and get off of the stool you were sitting on and go to your CD player. You insert the disk and press play.

You and Mindy were sat on the floor of your bedroom, listening carefully. Then, a song starts playing through the room, and Mindy lets out a sigh of relief once she realizes it’s just music. However, you, on the other hand, were speechless. This was your favorite song. How could your secret admirer possibly have known that? You quickly start flipping through the different songs, a total of 12 on the disk. You were shocked, all of these songs were near and dear to your heart.

“What? What’s wrong?” Mindy asks, noticing your frozen state.

“Mindy… these songs.. these are my favorite songs!” You exclaim.

“Turn it off, y/n. We’re going to the police.” Mindy gets up, her hands in the air as of to say she was surrendering.

“The police?” You almost laugh. “Mindy, it’s ok, it’s just.. how did they know that?” A minute of silence goes between you two, and you start laughing.

“Y/n, this isn’t funny.” Mindy crosses her arms.

“Someone is fucking with me, right? This isn’t Chad, is it?” You laugh even more.

Mindy gags a bit. “Ew, god, I fucking hope not. I’d kill him and then myself.”

You laugh at Mindy, your worry slowly fading away, thinking this was just one of your friends messing with you. You were unsure about Mindy’s actions, however. Why did she want to go to the police so quickly? Did she know something that you didn’t? Whatever, you thought. It must be nothing.

At lunch, you were sat with everybody. Mindy, Chad, Anika, Tara, Quinn, and Ethan. You guys were at a picnic table, enjoying the free period you all had. You wanted to tell the group about the CD so bad, but decided to keep it in, afraid you’ll embarrass yourself, or the person who was sending the gifts. It had to be someone close, though.

Everyone was involved in conversation, besides you and Ethan. Being the quieter of the group, you guys liked to observe and listen to the rest of your friends. However, you felt Ethan’s eyes on you the whole time. His leg was bouncing up and down restlessly, like he was nervous or anxious about something.

“You okay?” you ask him as you place a hand on his leg, trying to stop his bouncing.

He stills completely, staring at you like a deer in headlights, before looking down at the hand on his leg. You quickly pull away, realizing how long you had your hand on his leg for. “Sorry,” you say sheepishly.

“Uh- no! Don’t worry. I’m fine. Just got a test next class.” He laughs awkwardly, and you smile at how cute he is. You’ve always thought he was so cute, but you would never tell anyone, Mindy would never let you live it down.

Ethan, on the other hand, was hoping, wishing, praying, that you would talk about the CD. Talk about your secret admirer. Say out loud how you thought it was cute, how you loved it… He wanted your attention so badly, and it was clear he wasn’t getting it. Maybe Mindy was standing in the way. Maybe you thought you were too good for a secret admirer. He didn’t know. All he knew is that it was making him angry. You were his, even if you didn’t know it yet.

That night, you were getting ready for bed in your apartment. You had just gotten out of the shower, towel wrapped around your body as you were searching for your pajamas. Your window was open, but it was so hot in your apartment, despite the cold weather outside. You were searching through your underwear drawer when you notice your favorite pair were missing. Your mind goes to Mindy, but she wouldn’t do that. You must’ve misplaced them. You quickly decided to move on from that, and get dressed. You dropped your towel, now completely nude.

What you didn’t know, though, was that Ethan was secretly watching you from his own bedroom window. He watched as you walked back and forth in your room. He watched as you dropped your towel. He thought you were such a whore. Anyone could be looking in your bedroom window right now, and see you. Only he could see you like this. You were his. He grew angry, gritting his teeth, but nevertheless, moving his hand down to palm himself through his sweats. My god, you were so hot, so sexy, and soon, you’d be all his. Whether you liked that or not.

Ethan was still pretty disappointed that you hadn’t talked about your gifts today. He was sure you were getting a little suspicious, but he was going to win you in the end anyway. That was a sure fact. In the meantime, he was going to up the gifts. He wanted to give you something special that would show his appreciation for you. Something special... The idea clicked in his mind.

As he begin stroking his now fully hard cock, he kept his eyes on you. Thinking about when he’ll get to finally fuck you. Thinking about your small hand on his leg, and how he wished you placed it just a little higher. Imagining it was your hand jerking him off, and not his. His mind was running wild, and it didn’t take long before he finally released all over himself.

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The next morning, you received another gift, luckily you found it before Mindy. This time, it was outside of your apartment door, rather than being in the mailbox. You were nervous to open this one, but still excited. This one was in a small box.

You opened it to something wrapped in tissue paper, though there was no note. You quickly unwrapped the gift.

It was… your favorite pair of underwear? and two vials… one full of a white, liquidy substance? The other a dark crimson red.. You were confused, to say the least. Your brain wasn’t connecting the dots. You picked up your underwear, and then noticed the white substance was on it as well, making you quickly drop them and run to go wash your hands. You were mortified.

Upon further inspection, the vials were connected to their own chains. This fucker wants me to wear his cum and blood as a necklace? You thought. At this point, you were scared. You didn’t know what to do. Mindy was going to be pissed, she’d tell the whole group, go to the police. But there was a part of you that was… intrigued? Someone is doing all of this, for you? He sent his own bodily fluids, knowing you could easily take it to the police. You had to find out who it was…

Once you returned back home from your classes, Mindy still wasn’t home. You figured she was out with Anika. There was an envelope on the kitchen counter. Ok, weird. You thought. You were sure Mindy didn’t come home at all throughout the day, but you quickly brushed it off.

You took a deep breath before opening the envelope. It felt light, so thankfully there would be no more weird, bodily fluids involved this time.

You opened it to.. pictures? Pictures of you… pictures of you at school… in class.. outside on campus. Pictures of you walking home. You gasped, realizing your secret admirer has now turned into your stalker. You kept shuffling through the photos. They were pretty tame, pictures of you in public spaces, though a bit creepy. Then you reached the photos of you in your bedroom. Your eyes widen as you continue looking through them. There were pictures of you doing your makeup, brushing your hair, getting undressed… and then there was a picture of you naked, a picture of you masturbating. You didn’t understand. Who the hell would do this? How did they invade your privacy this badly without you noticing? Tears begin to fill your eyes. This cannot be happening. You have to tell someone, right?

Unless…

You didn’t know what was up with you, but you didn’t want anyone’s help. You wanted to figure it out yourself. You had your suspicious, but wanted to be one hundred percent before doing anything.

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You wore the blood vial necklace to school the next day. You figured the cum one would raise some eyebrows..

You were hyper alert the whole day, looking to see if anyone noticed your necklace. At lunch you sat at your usual picnic table, with all of your friends. Ethan and Chad arrived at the same time, and Ethan sat next to you. You were carefully eyeing everybody, seeing if anyone was acting weird. Nothing.

Little did you know, though, Ethan was hard as a rock, seeing you wear a necklace that was his blood. it took everything in him to not just rip your skirt off and fuck you right there on the table, in front of everyone. He couldn’t believe it. He was sure you would get scared, but here you were, boldly wearing it, like you were proud to be his. He didn’t say a word the whole time, holding his backpack on his lap to conceal his boner.

You were disappointed by the time you got home. You snapped the necklace off with force and threw it on the floor of your bedroom. You felt dirty, in a way. You were frustrated too. You had no other option but to wait. Or you could go to the police, but where’s the fun in that?

You were laying in bed when you got a phone call that same night. It was a ‘No Caller ID’ but you answered it anyway.

“Hello?” you asked, confusion laced in your voice.

“Hello, beautiful.” a deep, gritty, sultry voice answered you on the other end. “It’s me. I’ve missed you... So much.” He smiles, savoring each word. He could hear your breathing on the other end, and he imagined he could feel your soft, smooth face beneath his touch. Soon, he thought. Soon…

you were a bit taken aback by the voice, as it wasn’t familiar to you. It took you a few seconds to respond. “Who’s this?”

“Doesn’t matter, my darling. I just wanted to say... I’m glad I met you. You make everything better, you know that?” He smiles. “I wanna be yours.”

“I-I-… you’re my secret admirer…” you whisper as you get up off your bed, looking out the window.

“Ding ding ding!” He yells. “I knew there was something up in that pretty little head of yours.”

“Tell me who you are..” You say, a little angry this time, your voice quivering slightly.

“What does it matter to you?” He asks, a slight tinge of annoyance apparent in his voice. He smiles widely as he speaks. “You’ll know very soon, my love. Just... Give yourself to me. Don’t resist. You’ll be mine, and I’ll be yours. Do you understand? I will make you mine. Wear the other necklace tomorrow, princess. It suits you.” You could hear his smile through his voice.

“I’m not wearing that fucking necklace tomorrow. You’re disgusting, and- and you need to tell me who you are before I go to the police!” You threaten, pretending like you weren’t absolutely terrified.

“Oh… Y/n… sweet little dumb Y/n. You won’t tell anyone.” You could tell he was smiling.

“You don’t know me..” Tears start to fill your eyes.

“Oh, I know you better than anyone. You’re mine, Y/n Y/m/n.”

“What the fuck!” You yell while hanging up the phone harshly. You dropped your phone to the ground and slowly sunk down with it, sobbing.

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The next day, a murder. A murder in the city. Two college students killed by some freak in a “ghostface” mask. You knew it had to be your secret admirer, but you were too scared to tell anyone. You felt it was already too late.

Tara and Sam were forcing everyone to stay at their apartment tonight, finally explaining to you and Ethan the reason why. Finding out your best friends were involved with the murders last year in Woodsboro left you angry, upset, disturbed, and sick. You couldn’t be around them, despite their pleas for you to stay with them. You decided that you would be ok, since you had nothing to do with “ghostface” or any of the events prior. You would just go home, and go to sleep.

So, that’s exactly what you did. You had a night class this week, so it was dark on your way home. Your heart was beating in your chest, you knew this wasn’t a good idea. You just kept repeating to yourself that he wasn’t gonna get you, you have nothing to do with him! Whoever he was.

You sigh in relief once you reach your building. You’d finally have the house alone for tonight, something you most definitely needed in a time like this.

As you walked up the steps to your apartment, you felt like you wanted to cry. Your stomach churned with guilt, but your head was full of denial. You couldn’t wait to crash on the couch and finally let sleep overtake you.

Entering the apartment, it felt… eerie. It was silent, of course, but, too silent. Something was off, you could feel it. Maybe it’s just your anxiety. Who knows.

You slowly shut the door and set your things on the counter. You take a deep sigh and head to your room down the hallway.

Unbeknownst to you, Ethan was watching you, hiding behind a wall in the kitchen. He watched you enter, a large grin spreading across his cheeks. He smiled at you from behind the wall, his eyes sparkling. He waited until you locked the door behind you to step out of hiding; this was a new turn of events, a development that would ensure he finally got what he wanted after all. He took a deep breath, and started down the hall, behind you.

You heard heavy footsteps behind you just as you were about to enter your room. You quickly turned around to see a tall figure clad in a black robe and the ghostface mask. You let out a blood curdling scream, flinching at the sight of him, causing you to fall back onto the floor. You kept slipping on the hardwood, crawling backwards until he had backed you into a corner.

Ethan smiled wide as he took a step into the light. His eyes gleamed as his black robe came into view. “Good evening.” He says, as he took another step closer. “It’s nice to see you again, princess. And I think I’m going to quite enjoy this…” He says as he slowly takes off his mask, his brown curls bouncing from the movement.

“Ethan?” you gasp, snot and tears all over your face. You are almost at the point of hyperventilation, but upon seeing Ethan, you can get your breathing under control. “Ethan.. This isn’t- this isn’t funny!” you yell.

“…Are you sure about that?” Ethan’s tone is cold, and he looks to his side. In his hand, a knife glares softly in the lights. The look on his face, however, is one of pure delight. “I don’t know about you, baby, but I’m having a good time…” He laughs.

You didn’t find it funny, at all. Your suspicions were correct. Your secret admirer was the ghostface. You just didn’t expect it to be Ethan… it was all too much for you. Your lips tremble as you try to speak. “What are- What are you going to do to me?”

“We both know what I’m going to do.” He says calmly, his dark eyes locked on yours. His voice is sweet, and there’s nothing of concern in it. He takes another step forward, so he’s right in front of you. He crouches down to your level and reaches out a hand, touching your skin, his gloved fingers grazing your cheek.

Tears fall out of your eyes freely, you were frozen, you couldn’t move. “Please… please don’t hurt me, Ethan. I didn’t do anything… please..” you look up at him, your wet eyelashes batting up at him. the look on your face made ethan hot, his pants suddenly getting tighter.

“You did do something,” He says, the dark tone returning to his voice. “You resisted me. But you’ll make it better, won’t you, my darling?” He smiles again as his fingers trace down your cheek. “You’ll make it better, won’t you? You’ll give yourself to me, right?” His voice is tender and soft, full of false sympathy. He smiles, his eyes a little brighter in the light as his tongue traces over his bottom lip.

You cry even harder. “Why? Why are you doing this to me?!” You yell, full on sobbing now.

Ethan grins widely, a sadistic smirk growing on his face. He holds the knife to your throat, holding you down against the wall. He leans in close. “Why? Is that what you wanna know?” He laughs quietly. “The answer is simple: I love you, and no one can have you but me.” He smiles, the smile twisting into something twisted and evil.

“You don’t have to do this..” You whisper, his grip is tight, and you were trying so hard not to move against the knife on your throat.

“And yet, I want to.” He smiles. “Don’t you understand, my love? You are mine. You and no one else. You will only have me.” He laughs coldly. “You should be honored… Not all girls get to witness something like this…”

You scoff at his words, which was a huge mistake.

He drags the knife down and against your shoulder, creating a small knick, blood trickling down your arm. His expression darkens again as you yelp. “I’m doing you a favor. You’ll understand once it’s done,” he says. He laughs silently. “Now, are you going to cooperate, my love?”

You knew you didn’t have a choice. He was going to kill you if you said no. “Yes… okay..” You said weakly, giving up and giving yourself to him.

A sadistic grin spread across his lips. He looked... Proud of you? Or maybe it was just another manipulation tactic. “Good girl.” He says, gently running his fingers down the side of your face. He grabs you by the back of the neck, but his touch is gentle. Once you get up, he snakes his arm around your shoulder. You were so confused. He leads you to your bedroom door, opens it and pushes you hard into the room. He slams the door shut behind him, his dark eyes shining, suddenly becoming mean again.

You stumble into the room from his push, facing away from him. You decide to just stand there and not say a word.

Ethan smiles behind you, a low hum of approval coming from his lips. “We’re going to have a good time together, doll.” A sadistic and evil twinkle in his eyes.

You begin to cry again as Ethan comes up behind you. He can tell you’re crying and shushes you sweetly, swiping your hair to the side and exposing your neck. You can feel his breath on you as he moves closer to your ear. “Shhh, Shhh, baby. It’s okay, I’m gonna take good care of you, my little doll. You trust me, right?”

You flinch, but don’t resist. “Yeah… Yes! Yes, sir…” You say, wanting to be good for him.

Once you address him as sir, his animalistic traits almost take over. He lets out a loud groan and curses under his breath. “Fuck, baby.” He whispers, as he pushes his hard cock into your ass at your words. “You’re going to be the death of me..”

He reaches his right hand to your chin, turning your face to look at him. It’s an awkward angle, but you can see each other now. He stares at your tear stained cheeks, your puffy eyes. He couldn’t be any happier…

Your fear is riling him up, his breath hot and sweet on your cheek. Slowly, he leans in to kiss you… He kisses you for what feels like forever. His lips are soft and sweet. His breath is sweet. His body is cold and hard.

To his surprise, you kiss him back. “See what happens when you obey me…” Ethan says after pulling his lips away. He smiles down at you. “My little doll…” He caresses your left cheek before pulling another hard-to-break kiss from you. This time it feels long and even more passionate, as Ethan’s lips move to your neck. He begins to move his hand lower, and to your discomfort, or pleasure? His hand begins to move up your shirt.

His gloved hand caresses your nipple, and you let out a little moan. Your eyes widen immediately after this, hearing Ethan’s sadistic laughter behind you. You didn’t mean to do that out loud. You didn’t want Ethan to know that you were actually enjoying this. You just wanted to obey him so that he would let you go. So, why are you so turned on right now?

Ethan smiles down at you. He seems to be enjoying the control he has over you. “Don’t you like making me happy, my little doll?” He asks, continuing to kiss your neck.

“Y-yes, sir…”

He smiles and ruts into you again, making you flinch. “Good girl. You’re a good girl…” He says through gritted teeth. He caresses your face. “…Say it again.”

“Yes, sir!” You say, a little more confident this time. He doesn’t say anything this time, just pushes you again so that you fall onto your bed, on your belly. Your legs half off the bed, bent at the waist.

Ethan walks to you, roughly ripping off your jeans from your legs, taking your underwear with it. You yelp loudly at the roughness, and at the cold air hitting your cunt. Ethan stops pulling off your pants half way, and sees your glistening pussy. He laughs again, which makes your stomach drop.

“You’re such a whore, Y/n. Look at you, fucking dripping for me, and I’ve barely even touched you!” He stares at you, his hard dick feeling oh so painful now, knowing that you were enjoying this too. He reaches under his robe and into his own jeans, unzipping and unbuckling them. He wastes no time in grabbing his cock out, barely even pulling his pants down. He brings the robe up and over his cock, deciding to leave it on. He starts to stroke himself, cursing under his breath, his eyes never leaving your pussy. He loves how obedient you’re being now. He didn’t think it would be this easy. He has the love of his life, exposed to him, laying quietly like a good girl. Fuck, he loves you.

He leans over your body, pressing kisses to your back, and up your neck, until he reaches your ear. “Just know that you’re mine now, and no one can have you but me…” He groans, and pulls his lips slowly away from her. “We’ll have fun together… Won’t we…? My… Little… Doll…” He says as he slowly ruts into you between every word. You cry out every single time his cock rubs against your pussy. He loves your sounds.

“You’re going to do anything to make me happy… Aren’t you, Y/n?” A sadist’s smile is on his face, as he leans close to you once more, his lips brushing against yours. “You’re a beautiful girl. Beautiful… And now you’re mine. Only mine. And I know just how to make you happy…” He leans back as he ends his sentence, and shoves his big cock straight into your hole, absolutely wrecking you. You jump forward on the bed, screaming out, the side of your face rubbing up against your comforter.

He just laughs at your pain, and gives you no time to adjust to his length. He pulls out all the way, and thrusts into you, harder this time.

“Ethan, Ethan! Please.., fuck! ‘S too much…” You try to scramble away from him, dragging yourself up the bed, but he won’t have it. He grabs you by the waist with both hands and roughly slams you back down on his cock. You’re screaming out of pain and pleasure at this point.

“No, no, angel. Don’t fucking run away from me. You’re mine.” He growls again, landing a harsh smack to your ass. You start sobbing, not being able to take it. He mocks your cries.

“Aww, you poor baby.” Another smack. “Crying while you make a mess on my cock.” He grabs you by your hair, forcing you to arch your upper body of the bed. “Tell me,” he grits his teeth. “Do you belong to me?” The smile is now gone. He looks so cold and empty. He looks like a monster. “Tell me, I want to hear you say it. Say that you belong to me, you gorgeous doll…” He says, all while still thrusting harshly into you.

“Y-yes, yes, sir. I belong to you, only you, sir. Need you…” You somehow get out through your sobs. You were almost babbling at this point, the feeling of him railing into you almost addictive. You weren’t lying when you said you needed him.

“That’s a good girl…” He says softly, and you can hear the smile in his voice. “I want you to prove that you belong to me. You need to prove it. Prove your love for me, angel.”

You panic, not knowing what to do. All that you know right now is that his dick is hitting your sweet spot so deliciously right now.

“Uhh- I- Unghh…” You try to speak, but no words come out, just moans and groans.

“Dumb little baby. Drunk off my fucking cock.” He lands another harsh slap to your ass. It barely hurts at this point, you’re starting to really give into him now. Despite his rough thrusts, you back your ass into him, grinding against his cock. He lets out a breathy laugh at that. “Squeezing me so tight, baby. Fuck… look at you.” He says behind you, kneading and squeezing your ass into his hands, spreading your cheeks every now and then to get a full view of him going in and out of you.

The room is full of your moans, Ethan’s grunts, and the sound of him railing into your wet cunt. It’s so dirty, but fuck, you feel so good.

He knows you’re in such a vulnerable state now, and you’ll do whatever he asks you to do. He can tell you’re holding off on cumming, wanting to finish with him. He thinks it’s so sweet. You also just don’t want it to stop, you don’t want to know what will happen after you guys finish. You don’t want him to leave.

“You gonna cum, angel? Gonna finish on my cock, huh? Fuck, make even more of a mess on me, baby. I’m close too… Gonna fill you up, give you a baby. You would like that, wouldn’t you?” He asks, his pace still rough and fast, sending your eyes rolling and your tongue lolling.

“Mhm… Yeah…. Yes… Sir….” You babble, and Ethan smiles at your compliancy.

“So, so good for me, doll.” He gets even rougher as he’s nearing his high, his thrusts getting sloppier and sloppier.

“Fuck, Sir! I’m gonna cum…. Please, let me cum, please!” You scream out, still crying onto your bedsheets. The left side of your face is red and burning.

“Cum for me, sweet angel. I’m right there… Right fucking there…” he groans out.

As soon as he says those words, you reach your own high, screaming and crying out, cursing to the sky. You’ve never been fucked like this before. It’s almost like an out of body experience for you. Your pussy spasms against Ethan’s cock as you orgasm, which makes it hard for him to thrust, but squeezes him so hard he follows right after you.

“Fuck… good girl. Such a perfect angel. Did so well for me. All mine. All fucking mine.” He stills for a moment, and then removes himself from you, and you cry out at the loss of contact. Ethan just laughs at you, quickly sticking his cock back into his jeans. He brings his fingers down to your hole and pushes his semen deep into your pussy, making you groan underneath him.

He leaves the room for a moment, leaving you there on the bed, your bottom half exposed. When he comes back, you’re dead asleep. He smiles to himself at the sight of you while he grabs his knife, ready to leave the scene. He grabs his ghostface mask and places it on your bed, right next to your face. He’s sure you’ll see it first thing once you wake up.

He begins leaving your room when he looks at you one last time before exiting. He stares at your bare pussy, glistening with a mixture of your spent and his cum, slowly seeping out of you. He smiles. He’s finally accomplished the task at hand. Make you his, forever.

Let's play a little game | Ethan Landry x Reader

Summary: You get a phone call from a masked ID when you’re home alone…

Word count: 2k

Warnings: smut, fingering, p + v action, ambiguous consent, home invasion, cheating,

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You looked at your reflection in the mirror as you brushed your hair, admiring how hot your body looked in those small shorts and cami. The rumors were true, you really looked your best in your early adulthood. You posed, making sure all your curves were in a flattering angle, and sent a picture to your boyfriend. It was a bummer Chad was away in Woodsboro for the weekend when you looked that good.

After exchanging some naughty texts with Chad, you called Tara if she wanted to come over and watch horror movies. The weather had been gloomy and cold all day, which was perfect for the occasion.

‘’If you had called me two hours ago, I would be running over in my pajamas and bringing along my fuzzy blanket, but I may have gotten a call from a certain brunet from my film class and agreed to go on a date…tonight.’’ Tara covered her mouth to stifle her excitement, but you could hear it in her voice.

A smile bloomed on your lips, excited for your friend. ‘’Oh my god! He did?’’

‘’Yes.’’ On the other side of the line, Tara paused, her head full of Tyler. ‘’I’m so nervous. It’s my first date ever.’’

‘’It’ll be okay, T,’’ you reassured her. ‘’And if he turns out to be a jerk, excuse yourself to the bathroom and send me a text. I’ll call you and fake an emergency.’’

Tara promised, then hung up to finish getting ready for her date. She needed to leave before Sam got home and asked a plethora of questions. Maybe she’ll do a full search on Tyler to make sure he’s not a crazy Stab fanatic like her own ex-boyfriend.

You were about to shoot a text to Anika, but your phone rang again. This time, the caller ID was masked.

You answered with a frown.

‘’Hello?’’ a distorted male voice said.

Your frown deepened. ‘’Eh, shouldn’t I be the one saying ‘hello’?’’

‘’Who is this?’’

‘’Who are you trying to reach?’’

‘’I don’t know.’’ There was a short silence, then the man spoke again. ‘’Do you like scary movies?’’

‘’Yeah.’’ You took a body-spray from your vanity desk and spritzed a little on you, smiling when the sweet caramel scent filled the air.

‘’What’s your favorite scary movie?’’

You took a moment to think. ‘’Probably Jennifer’s Body. Does that count? It’s more of a horror comedy, but I’ve watched it a thousand times.’’

The stranger hummed. ‘’The one with the hot chick that eats her best friend’s boyfriend?’’

‘’Yes!’’

‘’Speaking of boyfriend, do you have a boyfriend?’’

‘’Why? You want to ask me out on a date?’’ you joked, fixing the pendant of your necklace that had flipped over.

‘’Maybe.’’

‘’If you want to ask someone out on a date, calling on a masked ID is not the best way. It gives off stalker vibes.’’

‘’I’m not a stalker.’’

‘’How can I know you’re not?’’

‘’If I were a stalker, I would tell you how hard my cock is just from looking at you in those pajamas.’’

You gulped uncomfortably, standing from your vanity chair and going to your window to peer through the curtains to see if anyone was outside. You were on the tenth floor. How would anyone get up there from the outside? It didn’t make sense.

But it was the only window in your bedroom…

‘’I…I’m gonna hang up. I need to take my dog out.’’

It was a lie. You didn’t have a dog, but the stranger on the other end didn’t know that.

‘’Don’t hang up on me!’’ he yelled at you.

You did anyway.

Seconds later, the phone rang again. Fuck.

‘’Why are you calling again?’’ you snapped at the caller, not bothering to check the ID. You knew it was him.

‘’To apologize, of course.’’

‘’Okay. You did. Now bye.’’ You pulled the phone away from your ear, but the man yelled at you.

‘’If you hang up again, I’ll come inside and gut you!’’

The threat was stronger and starting to scare you, but you couldn’t let him know.

‘’You’re bluffing,’’ you said, praying your voice wouldn’t falter. ‘’I’m on a high floor. You can’t get to me.’’

‘’From the outside, no. But who said I’m not already inside.’’

Fear settled in your guts as your phone buzzed with a text message. A picture. Someone in a Ghostface mask standing in your bedroom. He had a knife in his hand and you had a feeling it wasn’t a fake one.

When was this taken? And where was he now?

You searched your vanity for something to use as a weapon. There was a ton of makeup, a few perfume bottles, your hairbrush — all useless. Then your eyes fell on your manicure scissors. You used them a few nights ago to cut a thread from a shirt. They were small but pointy. It could injure your stalker.

Scissors tight in your hand, you stood from your chair and ventured to your living area. It was a very small apartment. The living room and kitchen were merged into the same room and all the lights were off. You turned the main light on, illuminating the whole room, but saw no one.

The curtains were closed. They were tall and thick enough for someone to hide behind.

Putting your fictive big-girl pants on, you walked to the window to check, but jumped and when you heard the distorted voice in your ear.

‘’Let’s play a little game. I say something and you do as I say….or else I’ll use that sharp knife on you. Got it?’’

You gulped and nodded. A part of you wanted to call the cops and signal a home invasion, but if your intruder was already inside, they would never get to you on time. Even at night, New York traffic was a nightmare.

‘’Take those little shorts off. I want to see those lacey panties you have on underneath.’’

You didn’t want to, but you reached for your small dolphin shorts anyway. You weren’t shy with your body, but getting undressed for a stranger to jerk off to you made you stomach churn. Your fingers touched your waistband, about to pull your shorts down, but stopped when you remembered you were not wearing anything under.

‘’I-I'm not wearing any.’’

‘’Don't lie to me. I can see those tiny shorts from here.’’

You looked around the room, trying to figure out where he was hiding. Your bedroom window was already out of the options. Your bed was a box and your closet and the bathroom door were shut. Where the hell was he hiding?

‘’Not the shorts,’’ you corrected. ‘’The panties.’’

‘’Naughty girl.’’

You should be disgusted, but you found yourself blushing — and slightly turned on — at the creepy stranger's words. Was it the Ghostface mask that was suddenly having this effect on you? You did feel a strange liking to the masked killers when you watched horror movies.

‘’Strip.’’

You fumbled to push your dolphin shorts down and out of the way, exposing yourself bare.

‘’Now go back to your room, get on the bed and sit against the pillows.’’

You did as told and leaned back into your pillows, but kept your knees closed. You could sense where this was going. Men loved to watch a girl touch herself. If you look at their internet history, you’ll find a ton of porn videos of women touching themselves.

He tutted you. ‘’Don't try to hide. Spread your legs. I want to see.’’

You knew you shouldn’t part your legs, but your arousal was getting stronger at every instruction. It’s like he had casted a spell on you and you were helpless to disobey him.

God, you should be disgusted with yourself. How could you be turned on by a masked intruder in a Ghostface mask asking you to strip and give him a free view of your intimate parts?

Shutting your subconscious, you parted your legs and exposed yourself, shivering when you felt the cool air of the room.

You heard a groan in your ear. ‘’That’s a beautiful pussy. Show me how wet you are for me.’’

Your free hand slid down your body and to your mound, then lower. You sighed as you reached your folds, spreading them and showing the way your lips glistened with wetness.

‘’Am I wet enough for you, Mr. Ghostface?’’ you asked into the room, sliding your finger up and down your folds a couple of times.

‘’Why don’t you stick a finger inside? Play with yourself for me.’’

A soft moan slipped from your lips as you did, your finger sliding easily. You thrusted in slowly, then out, and repeated. The pace was too slow for your personal liking, but you knew how to tease and turn on a partner. Watching a video of your fingers sinking in and out of yourself, coated with your arousal had made your boyfriend cum in his dorm bed many times.

But let’s not talk about Chad now.

You added a second finger and caught your bottom lip between your teeth when you curled them. You wish you had your pink vibrator for your clit, but your other hand was occupied holding your phone.

‘’Mmh, you’re making me so fucking hard right now.’’

‘’Are you touching yourself to the sight of me, Mr. Ghostface?’’ you asked, bringing your thumb to your clit and rubbing.

A distorted whimper came from the other side of the line. He was.

The sensations from your touches were sending fuzzy tingles from your neck to your dripping pussy, but it wasn’t enough. You needed more.

‘’Is that all you’re going to do? Are you going to just watch me fuck myself for your own pleasure like a selfish asshole…or are you going to come and fuck me?’’

The line went dead and all the lights went off, sending chills down your spine. You removed your fingers, unsure if this was part of the game or not.

‘’Hello?’’ you called into the darkness of your bedroom. ‘’Is someone there?’’

It was stupid to ask, having seen enough horror movies to know what happens to characters who ask that very question.

The light returned with a static noise and you jumped when seeing a tall Ghostface figure standing at the end of your bed, watching you intently. He pounced on your bed like a lion on his prey, grabbing you by the ankles and pulling you toward him.

A deafening scream left your throat, thinking he was going to kill you. Instead, he parted your thighs and lifted his robe, his pants already down to his thighs and his hard cock out. He wasted no time, thrusting himself between your wet folds and splitting your cunt open as you moaned out loud.

‘’You like being filled with my cock, uh? You unfaithful little whore!’’ the distorted voice said, grabbing your hips and pounding into you. ‘’Getting fucked by someone else while her boyfrined is away in California.’’

Unfortunately, you couldn't deny it. This cock felt fucking amazing.

You pushed all thoughts of Chad to the back of your head. You’ll figure this out later.

Right now, all you wanted to focus on was the man between your legs.

The sounds that rang from your throat were nothing short of obscene, mouth hanging open helplessly while he wrecked your pussy, his cock slick with the evidence of your arousal. You clawed at your sheets, your back arching from the bed from the intense pleasure filling your whole body.

Moans and grunts mixed with wheezings came from underneath the mask. Breathing must not be easy under the rubber mask. You reached out and took it off, gasping in shock when seeing who was underneath.

Ethan?!

You opened your mouth to speak, but he threw your legs over his shoulders and you cried out at the change of angle, not caring that your boyfriend’s roommate was fucking you.

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rafe and his north face jacket. thats it. thats the post. like if you agree.

how do you serve cunt covered in blood? idk ask him

stepbro rafe hcs!

Warnings: stepcest, dub-con, reader’s lowkey a bimbo, light smut, pervy behavior, DARK CONTENT, jealousy.

a/n: this is my first post so please be nice and as always mdni!

stepbrother! rafe who was always a little too touchy with you, holding your hips to move you out of his way, caressing your head when you did something right, placing his hand on your thigh as you sat next to him at family dinner, making you his personal eye candy at parties, making his friends envious, and making their shorts tighten at your cleavage as they watched you lean down and pick something up for Rafe.

You dismissed it as casual affection because you were just relieved that your intimidating big evil stepbrother liked you.

;;

A shiver ran through you as you felt Rafe’s fingers graze your spine as he pulls down the zipper, and you see him lick his lips at the sight of your boobs spilling out of your push-up bra.

You gasp when he unhooks it in one swift motion making it pool at your feet, and you bite your lip as his finger reaches out to brush over your hardened nipple.

stepbro! Rafe always carries drags you back to his room when you've had a little too much to drink, stripping you and changing your clothes so you can wear his, so you know better than to protest as his gaze hungrily travels down your half-naked body, swallowing roughly when your palms reach up to squeeze your boobs as a protection against the cold air and cock twitching when you look up at him through your lashes and whine for him to give you his shirt already.

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stepbro! rafe wrapped your lace panties around his hardening cock, getting off to your pictures, in his defense, you did ask him to take a good picture of you and perhaps he took a few extra for himself. You didn't mind because you were wearing the miniskirt he bought you as an act of reconciliation after he beat up that touron for talking to you, so it's not entirely his fault that he took a few in different angles. That's what a nice stepbrother does, right?

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stepbro! rafe who takes you shopping on the mainland where he buys you the skimpiest little skirts he can think of, skirts that he knows will undoubtedly hike up when you bend over, as well as some lace lingerie sets that would flash through your see-through shirts.

He usually follows you into the dressing room as you change, observing you with a hungry glare. He means well, of course; after all, who else is going to assist you in undressing?

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drunk or coked out stepbro! Rafe who slips into your room at night under the guise of just checking in on his stepsister, and before you know it he’s grinding against you,and being the good and obedient, step sister that you are, you grind back into him knowing that he just needs to relieve some tension. However, you squeeze your thighs together in an effort to stop him when he inserts his hand between them,

“Rafe …. but mom and dad?”

Sighing, he moves in closer and says, "Look, I just need you right now, okay?" and with that, he grabs your hand and presses it against his bulge. “This is what you do to me” he groans. You relent some not wanting to upset him he’s your favorite person after all and you just want to help him, it's what good stepsisters do right? And you let his hand make its way into your shorts, calloused fingers teasing your clit, “fuck so wet for me angel” he mumbles kissing you on the sweet spot right under your ear, and when you hear his belt unbuckle and hand snake his way around your throat you know you're in for a long night.

New crush unlocked!!

MY MAN MY MAN MY MAN

ethan being ethan ☁️

It's always the sweet, nice, innocent friend that turns out to be a hidden psychopathic mastermind.

SCREAM 4 (2011) | SCREAM 6 (2023) Director. Wes craven

LIBRARY BOY

VIRGIN!Ethan x LAW MAJOR!FEM!reader

Warnings: smut, swearing, handjob, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), first time, alpha males called "chad" (not our bbg chad tho).

— Tara had dragged you along to this random Halloween party, at first you were hesitate as you had this huge project you had to accomplish, then she had told you Ethan would be there.

How could you say no to that? Tara had noticed your feelings for the boy once she witnessed you staring at the boy in awe, completely astonished by him. She had walked up to you and confronted you, now, you were her best friend.

"Cmon, he obviously likes you!" Tara yelled loudly, pushing past people. You shook your head in disagreement, you turn around to see him talking to his roomate, Chad, you smiled at the goofy cardboard costume he was wearing. He turns around to look at you, waving.

"Hey library boy." You greeted him as you walked to him. It was too late to try to avoid him, he had already saw you, so why not approach him? The name library boy was created since you guys met in the library, he had sat beside you since it was the only free seat away from the alpha males called Chad, or so as he says.

"Hey there pretty lady." He smiled at you, you didn't know if you were just acting crazy, or if you two were actually having a moment. Chad had shared a confused look between you two before making an 'oh' expression and walking off.

"Hey, do you uh, want to go up to my dorm? It's too loud here anyways." Ethan whispers, it was a miracle that you could hear him, you nodded before he smiled, walking up the steps.

You couldn't help but smile once he held your hand, holding it as you walked up the steps and into his dorm. He had closed the door, turning around to face you before you turn around.

"Hey y/n, there's something I gotta tell you." He whispered, you turned around, nodding for him to go on. "Ever since I saw you that one day at the library I've been in love with you, not just a silly little crush or anything no, I'm actually in love with you. I want to be more then library boy, I want to be your library boy."

You blinked at his confession, you couldn't believe it, he liked you back, nay, he loved you back. His eyes widened as he opens his mouth to say something but you just kiss his cheek. He smiled as you can see a flush of pink cover his cheeks.

"I love you too." You admitted, he smiled at you, giving you a kiss on the lips, smiling at you. You quickly kissed back, placing you hands on his neck, then his torso, then his chest. You could tell that he wasn't that experienced since his kiss was sloppy and he didn't know where to put his hands. You giggled at the boy before taking his hand, and plaing it under your shirt.

"Is this okay?" You asked him as he nodded. You kissed him once more, slowly grinding onto him, he let out a groan, his hands slowly crawling upwards until they met your breasts. You sighed, leading him towards the bed.

"I've um, never done this before." Ethan stuttered as you smiled at him, you placed a kiss on his cheek, then moving onto his lap.

"Tell me if somethings bother you. Okay?" You asked him as he nodded, you shook your head. "I need verbal confirmation Eth."

"Okay." He stuttered as he nodded, you smiled, kissing him once more. You started grinding on his hip, letting out a small whine. He took a deep breathe, gasping and panting ever time you grinded on him. He placed his hands on your hips, pulling you closer to him.

"Ethan, fuck." You muttered before moving slightly backwards unbuttoning his jeans and fishing out his cock. The tip was oozing with pre-cum, Ethan felt vulnerable to you as you stared at his cock, wrapping your hand around it. You started pumping his cock, causing him to groan.

"Y/n." He stuttered, his eyes stayed on you, eating you up as you him, harder and faster. You moaned as Ethan came onto your hand, you pumped him 2 more times before you let go. "Fuck."

You didn't know where this new side of Ethan came from, but you loved it, you sighed as his hands entered the waistband of your skirt, his hand found your dripping heat, rubbing you slowly. Painfully slow. You sighed, gasped, moaned every sound you could make came out from you. Closing your eyes, you arched your back.

"Fuck, I'm close." You whispered causing him to rub faster, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came, Ethan grabbed you, placing you on his lap. He ripped open the buttoned up shirt you were wearing, leaving you in a red lace bra, yet he still ripped it off aswell. He brought you closer, smiling at you. "Do you want me to ride you or will you manage?"

"Be my guest princess." Ethan muttered as you allowed him to enter you. You moaned as the tip entered, slowly adding an inch every once and a while. You grinded on him, slowly jumping after you got used to his size. "Fuck."

"Oh fuck, Ethan, fuck." You muttered you once fastened your movements. You looked heavenly to Ethan. Your hair was messy and tousled around, some of it stuck to your forehead from all the sweat, your breasts bouncing along with you. You moaned as started kissing your neck, turning your around.

"Eth, fuck!" You moaned as he started thrusting into you, you arched your back, panting and moaning as you felt your second orgasm approaching. "Ethan. Fuck. I'm. I. I'm close."

"Me too." He breathed out, thrusting into you harder, you moaned as you felt your orgasm approached, you rubbed yourself, helping you get through as Ethan came in you, filling you up. He exited you, both of your releases dripping from you. He couldn't help but stare at you, smiling at what he's done.

"I love you." He whispered before kissing your lips once more.

"I love you too." You smiled at him, kissing him back.

"I'm gonna go start a bath." He said in-between pants. He stood up, walking towards the bathroom.

"I can't believe I got fucked by Ethan, geek, Landry."

Recover After Me

Ethan Landry x fem!reader

Summary: Ethan breaks up with his girlfriend to protect her from ghostface and his family’s plan of revenge, but it ends up hurting her more than he thought.

Warnings: Drinking, Breakup, Fights, Angst, Not proof read (That’s all I can think of)

Word Count: 2.4k

5 months. It had been 5 months since he broke up with you. 5 months with no sleep, 5 months feeling...nothing. To say you missed him was an understatement, you needed him back. You could feel the tightness in your throat as your mind drifted to your boyfriend...ex-boyfriend once again. You didn’t understand how your sweet dorky boy could be so cruel. 

Trying to forget him you had found yourself at a party. A frat party. If Ethan saw what kind of person you are now he would be so disappointed. But screw him. He was the one who hurt you, not the other way around. 

His reasoning was stupid too. You were sure it was just an excuse to get away from you. Ethan said he was starting to lose feeling and it just wasn’t working out for either of you, but that was a lie. You were so happy with him, so happy. It felt like you were flying when he was with you. Everything was perfect on your end. So why did he so abruptly lose “feelings.” 

It hurts when you need someone so much your heart clenches. But the sad truth is that Ethan didn’t need you, not anymore anyways.

Downing another shot of alcohol you stumbled onto the dance floor. 

Gosh, you were wasted. 

Little did you know Ethan did see you. He came to the party with Chad, Mindy, and her girlfriend. 

He watched as you downed another shot glass. He saw how you danced on the dance floor. You were so drunk, but you were still so beautiful. 

The short black dress you were wearing accentuated your body and the minimal makeup you had on only reflected your natural beauty. 

He was mesmerized.

Ethan was so lost in thought he drowned out the sound of Chad’s voice. The other boy who was pissed by being ignored snapped his fingers in Ethan’s face. 

“Earth to Ethan?” “Hello there is anyone home?” Chad questioned again as he lightly knocked his knuckles on Ethan’s head. 

Ethan came out of his daze after all of Chad’s attempts. 

“Yeah?” He asked, “What’s up with you?”

Chad rolled his eyes, “What’s up with me? Man, what’s up with you?” You’ve been drooling over Y/n for like 10 minutes straight.”

Ethan turned to Chad and crossed his arms, “I have not!” He defended with a huff.

“Umm yeah man, you have,” Chad states. 

“He’s right, you have been,” Mindy adds.

“Thanks a lot, Mindy,” Ethan says in annoyance. 

But Ethan can’t help staring at you. Not when you are were his girl, and you were right there. Ten feet in front of him was his Y/n/n. Gosh did he mess up. When he forced himself to tear his eyes away from you to look to Chad and try to understand something he was going on about, he miss the brightness of your sweet smile. Ethan turned back to look into those beautiful e/c eyes, but to his dismay, you were gone. 

Ethan looked to every corner of the room but he couldn’t spot you. So he turned back to Chad and Mindy.

He didn’t know how much longer he stayed at that party but he was starting to get tired. Ethan felt his eyes getting heavier and his body getting more sleepy. He was about to pass out on the couch, but in an instant he was up again, dashing to the exit.

You had texted him. For the first time in 5 months, you had texted him. Ethan would kill someone to get to you at this moment. He rushed out the front door and into his car in a hurry to get to you. 

Swaying against some stranger at a different party, you had pushed him off when he started to get too handsy. Making your way to the drinks, you downed another cup of beer. You had pulled out your phone and scrolled through a few contacts before drunkenly choosing a random one. 

hye can yoq pick me op i heear

You texted the person. 

At this moment Ethan was so grateful that you forgot to turn off your location as he drove to pick up his incredibly drunk ex-girlfriend. 

When he got to the house where the party was held he quickly exited his car and locked it before making his way into the swarm of bodies.

He was fighting through the crowd when he recognized Marcus, a guy from his econ class calling for him. Ethan turned to him, in hopes Marcus would know where you are. 

“What’s up, Landry? You look like you’re in a hurry.” Marcus said.

“Hey Marc, I am. I’m actually looking for Y/n, she texted me to pick her up. Do you uh, know where she is?” Ethan asked, sounding a little too giddy for Marcus’ liking. 

“Yeah, I saw her right over- oh, she’s not there anymore, but she was right there dancing with Hayden.” 

Ethan glanced in the direction where Marcus was pointing but like Marcus said you weren’t there anymore. 

“Hey Ethan, have you heard about all that crazy stuff about a killer on the loose, you know, the one who wears that ghostface costume?” Marcus inquired.

Ethan spun around back to Marcus in an instant. 

“What did you say Marc?” He asked, eyes darkening slightly. 

Did Marcus know something about him and his family’s plan to get revenge on the Carpenter sisters? 

“Chill out dude, I was just asking, cause you know, your girl just disappeared,” Marcus said with a shrug of his shoulders.

Ethan clenched his jaw before turning back to the mass of bodies to find you.

“Oh come on man, don’t get all worked up. Come and have a drink. I know Jacob is looking for a beer pong partner, you should play and loosen up a bit.”

“Not interested,” Ethan grumbled before resuming his search for you. 

By now Ethan had been looking for you for twenty minutes. Despite all his efforts, he couldn’t find you. He had even texted you, but no, that was to no avail. That was until he heard chanting coming from the backyard.

Ethan quickly followed the sound and soon saw the girl he had been looking for. But when he saw what was happening his jaw clenched so hard he thought it would break. 

There you were, racing against another person that Ethan didn’t know to finish your three shots of alcohol. Your hair was held back by another guy. Hayden Sommers. Ethan was so protective of you, and you knew it. When another guy approached you who had that certain glint in their eye Ethan instantly would know and that kind, sweet, dorky boy would vanish, replaced but a boy who would start fights over you and glare at anyone who would approach you. That’s the Ethan that took over right now. 

Hayden was holding your hair as you finished your last shot. His hands trailed down your body as you laughed victoriously.

You turned him and drunkenly planted a kiss on his lips. Hayden smirked at you before reciprocating the kiss as he pulled your hips closer to him.

This was the final straw for Ethan. Even though you were broken up he had never seen another guy kiss you before. And this made him go feral. Ethan snapped as he tackled Hayden to the ground and punched him repeatedly.

Hayden tried to fight back but Ethan was stronger. 

“Don’t you ever lay your hands on her again!” Ethan yelled at the boy.

“Get off of me!” Hayden yelled back. “I didn’t do anything to her I swear!” He said as Ethan’s fist collided with his face.

The sound of a quiet sob halted Ethan’s movements. He turned over to look at you, but you were standing there with a lost look and a stray tear dripping down your cheek. 

“Stop it Eth, please stop,” You sobbed as you pulled at his hand. 

Ethan melted at your words. He got off Hayden and stood up to wipe the tear from your face. 

“What’s wrong sweet girl?” He asked kindly, demeanor opposite from the one he had just shown. 

“Don’t want you to hurt him,” You hiccuped.

“Baby, he didn’t have good intentions, you’re drunk, he was gonna take advantage of that,” He spoke softly as he smoothed your messy hair.

“Don’t call me that!” You said as you swatted his hand away from you.

“Okay, okay” Ethan said, hands up in surrender. “how ‘bout I drive you home and you go to bed nice and safe? Doesn’t that sound nice?” Ethan asked.

“Later, I wanna go find Lizzy and Tara,” You told him as you swayed back into the house. 

“Y/n wait!” Ethan called, but you were already inside. 

It took Ethan another ten minutes to sort through the bodies of college students and find you. This time you were laughing with Tara and your other friend Lizzy.

“I don’t know what to do,” you told your friends, “I don’t want to love him anymore but I miss him. He was so mean when he broke up with me, but I miss everything about him.” You vented to the girls

“Y/n honey,” Lizzy tried, spotting Ethan at the other side of the room. 

You ignored her as you continued, “Like I miss the way he would take care of me, and his nicknames for me, and his bright brown eyes, and his arms, and his hands. He is so good with his hands,” You leaned back and rolled your eyes back at the memory. 

Tara laughed as she shook her head, “Y/n stoppp that’s too much information!”

“What it’s true?” you shrugged your shoulders and continued again, “He made me feel so good. Everyone thinks he’s all shy and quiet, but he is defiantly isn’t in bed.” You fake moaned. As your friends covered their ears jokingly and giggled with you. 

“Y/n you’re so drunk, you’re gonna hate yourself in the morning.” Lizzy giggled again.

As your mouth was suddenly covered by a hand, Tara’s hand as you looked behind you where her focus was captured. Tara’s hand fell from your mouth. 

“Oh hi, Eth!” You squealed happily, we were just talking about you,” you stumbled as you tried to stand up. Ethan’s hands came around your waist to study you as you tried to regain your footing. 

“Oh, I heard,” He said making the girls widen their eyes and look towards you.

“Really?” You questioned, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes.

“I did,” He confirmed. 

Your friend’s faces went pale as you continued to laugh.

Ethan shook his head with a smile on his face, “You are quite the character Y/n.”

“Is that good or bad?” You asked him with sweet innocence on your features.

“Mmm, what do you want it to be?” He asked you, smile still adorning his lips.

“Good!” you exclaimed. 

“Okay, well in that case it means something good,” 

“Yay!” you laughed again.

Ethan found your drunken state adorable, you looked like a lost puppy and smiled like an angel. He missed you so much, it physically hurt.

“Well, as much fun as this has been it’s almost 1:30 am and I need to get you home,” Ethan said to you in a kind voice.

“Why?’ You asked him.

“Because you texted me to come get you Y/n?” 

“I did?” You questioned.

“Yes, you did, so come on as much as I love this adorable state you’re in, you are going to have the worst hangover of your life tomorrow morning, so we better get going.” Ethan said.

Another hiccup came from you, “Okay, bye Lizzy and Tara!” You called.

“Y/n are you sure you’re gonna be okay leaving with him?” Tara asked, worried.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine!” You called before turning to Ethan, and folding your hand into his. 

After making your way to his car where he drove you to your apartment he helped you out of the car and into your room. He closed his eyes as he reach for your pajamas before helping you into them. 

Ethan had help you put on your pajamas, but without the use of his eyes they ended up being backwards, which of course you didn’t care about.

You pulled at his sleve once you were in bed. “Come Eth,” You drowsily mumbled. 

“I can’t Y/n/n,” He whispered sweetly.

“Why not?” You asked as you traced his arm with your fingertips.

“I-I’m not your boyfriend anymore,” Ethan said, voice shaky.

“Why aren’t you my boyfriend anymore?” You asked him after a moment of silence. 

Ethan debated telling you the truth, but soon realized with the amount of alcohol you had, you wouldn’t remember anything in the morning.

“I messed up bab-...Y/n. I was trying to protect you from me and my family, from what we have done, what we are going to do, but instead of protecting you I hurt you.” His voice cracked as he told you the truth. 

“I’m sorry, Y/n, I’m so sorry for hurting you.” Ethan apologized as a single tear fell down his face.

You reached your finger to brush off the tear as you wrapped your arms around his waist, “It’s okay Ethan, I forgive you.” You whispered, “Don’t worry it’s going to be okay.” You cooed. 

Ethan enveloped you in his arms, “I miss you so much,” 

You rubbed your thumb over his cheek, “I miss you too.” 

Ethan watched as you soon drifted off to sleep. He watched you snuggle into your blankets. Ethan sighed as he poured a glass of water for you and took out an Advil for the pain. He left both at your bedside table.

He brushed your hair out of your face, before pressing a light kiss on your forehead. 

Making his way to your door he glanced over your small form one last time.

“I love you,” He whispered, before closing the door and making his way out of your apartment.

𝐣’𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 🎀💗

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐬𝐟!𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐟♡︎𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ;((

switch!reader x switch!ethan

𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬-𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐰 𝐬𝐚𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫t getting bored. as he finally got out of the bathroom he starts talking like he always does “Hey, so about the movie you wanting to watch i thou-“ you cut him off quietly “im really bored, E. Come let’s cuddle”

the cute nerd infront of you looks dumbfounded but agrees anyway he hopes you can’t feel his heart and breathe speeding up

you and him now laying down looking at each other face to face he starts looking like if he wants to say something but then you grab him and pull him closer he cuddles back with his hand around your waist and now caressing your back you stare at him and you give him a small peck on his pink lips

dumbfounded again, and his cheeks turning pink over a small kiss it’s cute how riled up he gets over nothing!

he kisses you, shocked but you kiss back as he gropes your ass you giggle into the kiss and tug his curls he moans and you allow your tongue to side in, its obvious he doesn’t know how to kiss but he soon gets the hang of it you start feeling his hard dick against your thigh you pull away and look down he looks away in embarrassment but you grab his chin to kiss up his jaw and down his neck you continue doing this as you cup and palm his hard cock he moans and whimpers but then you start zipping his zipper of his jeans down you zipp it down and stop you giggle as you see his face contort in pleasure over a simple touch

he opens his eyes “touch me p-please y/n” you giggle “y-n please..please” he felt so dirty for begging you cup his cheek and give him a light kiss it’s amazing how your lipstick stains him even after all that kissing

“But i can’t ethan.” you say he starts getting even more impatient “you’re a virgin” “s-so!?” he replies “your not gonna last a minute in this pussy” you say as you laugh. as if you didn’t say anything you start kissing up his jaw and neck his grip on you getting harder

you look at him and he grabs ur hands and pulls down your tank top revealing your hard tits he puts one into his mouths as he flicks and plays with the other one you moan “e-ethan..shit” your pussy getting wetter every second he finally stops and kisses you with a groan until your head rest against the pillow as he takes your sweatpants off and notices a wet stain in your pussy “fuck” he groans out as he rubs his middle and index against it “mhm!!” you moan, he pulls your underwear off as he dives into your pussy sucking and fucking his pink muscle into you as you become a moaning mess and squish your thighs around his face he adds a finger and keeps going “mhm” he moans and groans into your pussy “E-Ethan!!” you yell he say’s something but it’s muffled, “i’m.. fuck..c-clos-“ he pulls away with a pop and you stare at him he gets on his knees and starts unbuckling his belt you help him out and remove it fast then zipping down his pants he takes them off and slides his boxers down to his thighs “needy” you laugh “mhm” he goes down as kisses you leaving hickeys he slides his tip up and down as slides in his mouth opening more and more as each inch enters you he was at least 7 inches and it was pretty thick he starts thrusting his hips into you as you more start getting sweaty and moans and groans fill the room

“pl-please let me cum baby,” you say and his thrust start getting sloppier he whimpers and he feels your walls clench and cum around his cock

“a-ahh!” you moan as he accidentally overstimulates you “f-fuck baby” “s-shit f-fuck” he moans, his whimpers getting more louder as he fills your gummy walls just to tease him you clench around him as a teary eyed ethan falls apart on your chest kissing your breast.

“w-was i good?” “mhm, more than good baby.” he smiles at that “i’ll keep teaching you, E.” you say as you wipe his tears and kiss him gently.

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this probably isn’t gonna get a lot of notes but and was for fun but i would be happy!! 💗🎀

this is also my first smut so please give me tips and request if you want 🎀

𝐒𝐡𝐡 🎀💗

𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭!!

sub!reader x dom!ethan

it had been a long time since you had seen ethan losing each other because of finals and studying

you speedwalked to ethans and chads dorm

knocking as you held one bag of ethan’s and yours favorite snacks, the door opening as you quickly grabbed and hugged ethan smelling his cologne as you pulled your face into his neck “i missed youu”

“i missed you more” he said chuckling

pulling back he gave you a soft kiss on the lips and you gave him one on his cheek

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as a scary movie played on the tv you cuddled ethan closer a blanket under both your thighs since the skirt you wore made you cold, he rested his chin on your head and had his arm around your waist

you resting your head on his chest

he started getting touchy underneath the blanket rubbing his hand on your exposed thigh but you didn’t mind it and threw him a sweet smile he just loved how innocent you were

he reached more down and up your clothed pussy he acted like if he wasn’t doing nothing and his attention focusing back on the movie he quickly took off your underwear tossing it somewhere

his pointer finger softy running against your wet folds then his middle joining his pointer "mhm" you moaned softly as he quickened up his pace

you both made eye contact looking into his puppy eyes, now dark eyes

you started moaning louder as he flicked your clit "you close, baby?" he questioned "yea-"

the dorm door slammed open "hey Ethan I don't know if your here-" you started getting up, but he covered your mouth with his big hand and went faster your moans being muffled "Shh" he whispered, "but have you seen my varsity jacket?" Chad questioned you gripped onto his hand "also isn't y/n here" Chad chuckled out

"Dude, shut up y/n’s sleeping!" he whispered yelled but looked into your mortified eyes as he smirked you were so close moaning even louder "see you later ethan" Chad said low but enough for ethan to hear the door slammed shut as he took off his hand

he fingered you faster than before "f-fuck!" you moaned "make a mess on me" he said

you moaned as you came all over his fingers "s-shit, E" you said out of breath he laughed putting his wet fingers up into his mouth sucking his fingers (a/n-nastyass)

you climbed into his lap kissing him hard as he wrapped his arms around your waist as your manicured hands played with his curls 🎀

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i can’t believe i got a lot of notes my last fic thank you guys 😭 also my english isn’t really good so i don’t rlly know big words i’m french !! hope you like this one tho thank you! sorry it’s short

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠?🎀💗

𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

the group doesn't know about you and ethan's secret hookup

reader is dressed as an angel (white lacy dress, white lacy knee-high stockings and white maryjanes)

dom!!ethan x sub!!reader

the music blasting in your ears as you wobbled your way through the hall. you had lost your angel wings and halo ruining your mood

you noticed ethan in a carboard costume talking to a girl blonde, dressed as a “hot”witch.

maybe you shouldn’t have gotten jealous but the alcohol in you, made you like no, love him more

you grabbed him by the hand leading him upstairs not noticing her weird stare or ethan’s dazed face. “y-y/n” you turned the knob of the door locked. you tried another door this one opening, you dragged him in, closing and locking the door behind you. turning to face him “y-y/n w-what are-“ you shut him up quickly with a kiss grabbing his curls and spinning him around

ethan now pinned to the door

the kiss getting heated by the second you both pulled away out of breath, looking into his puppy eyes and back to his kiss swollen lips you looked down at his bulge and palmed him, he let out a soft moan and you stared back at him with a smirk "wasn't it a one time thing..?" "Not anymore" he said in a dark tone.

you got on your knees kissing his bulge as you began unbuckling his belt throwing it off to the side unbuttoning and pulling down his pants to his ankles. doing the same to his black boxers

his member slapping against his clothed stomach ethan wincing at the cold air. you grabbed him and kissed his pink tip licking a line from his balls to his tip "mhm" he grabbed the back of you head making your lose hair into a makeshift ponytail

as you gagged on him taking him all. he started bucking his hips into your mouth groaning louder. you stared at him batting your eyes "f-fuck.. so,so pretty" he moaned out, you bobbed your head faster with that and his grip on your head tightening following your pace he started whimpering you stopped for some air but jerking him off "g'nna cum..?" you giggled fluttering your lashes he whimpered as you took him again but this time he used you, making you gag and cry all over his cock. he pushed your head deeper and faster "fuckk.. y/n" he said as his hot cum spurted down your throat you cried out as drool mixed with cum dripping down your chin as he kept using you to ride out his high. your hand trailing down to your wetness smearing some juices from ethans cock you took him out with a pop

he helped you up he bend you over the random bed lifting your dress up exposing your barley-covered ass kneeing down to take off your shoes

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your lacy thong now gagged in your mouth. as he pounded you from behind. your face now submerged in a pillow. his hand holding your hands from behind. you were moaning so loud the whole party could probably hear you. "e-Ethan!! mhmm" "how is it? princess" he said still slamming into you hard, pushing your head into the pillow "hmm...?" he teased, you moved your head to the side "s-so, so good baby, f-fuckk!!" you said as you came all over his cock. he went faster and after a while he rubbed your clit "mhm! l-let me cum, baby please..please" you moaned out. "cum" he said as you did just that, his thrust getting sloppier "s'close y/n" he said fucking you deeper and rougher as he came inside of you "fuck... you feel so good." he pulled out. watching his cum come out, slowly he shoved his finger inside ur hole putting the cum back as he licked it up with his pink muscle. stopping as he stroked his cock. you turned around wrapping your hands around his neck kissing him he kissed back slowly. you pulled away "I love you y/n" he said softly you smiled "I love you too, Ethan." he hugged your unclad body. but not sexually, in a sweet way. 💗🎀

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i hope you like this my next fic might not b smut idk!! also send me requests if anyone wants too!!

thank you smm for 40 followers!!

🎀💗

Is he really hot or juste a psycho ?

some ethan fluff? I wanna say. idk I'll just write some stuff and keep going with that

"Oh my god, I don't wanna die before I become a famous pornstar!" Y/n joked. Right now they were all seated in front of Mindy as she was listing off the suspects

"Not the time for jokes right now y/n" Sam pointed out. Y/n smirked

"Who said I was joking?" She raised her brows

Ethan coughed and started blushing pink, y/n just laughed and let Mindy continue on. The truth is she's scared, scared of dying at such a young age before she's gotten to do anything. She already lost her v-card so she didn't care about that, she wanted to make something meaningful of her life before she goes

"Y/n are you listening?" Anika asked while nudging her a little. She nodded her head quickly

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine" she took a breath. Anika looked to everyone worriedly. She turned back to y/n

"Y/n it's ok if you're scared, we're all scared-" Anika tried to help but y/n just couldn't

"No, please. I'm ok. I have to go, see you guys at home" She's been living with Chad and Ethan after she got kicked out of her parents

Y/n walked off fast trying to organize and make sense of her thoughts. A killer was coming after her and her friends, what else could she do besides get on with her day until the killer shows up

She walked home and went directly to her room. She didn't mean to but as soon as she got to her room she broke down. She's usually the one that's always making a joke out of everything but she couldn't do it right now. She started crying hard to the point where she had to clutch her chest and heave very quick breaths

"Y/n!" She didn't know which one it was but she didn't care. Ethan and Chad are her best friends. Chad's like a brother and ethan well, she likes him

They ran to her room and saw her. Her eyes had tears in them, she couldn't see. They rand and hugged her, laying her head on their chest

"It's ok, its ok y/n. I got you" she held on tightly to their arm as if they'll fly away. Slowly as he stroked her hair she calmed down

Now they were just standing there while he stroked her hair and she sniffles every once in a while. She lifted her head and wiped her tears

She looked up and saw ethan, he looked very worried. She smiled at him

"Ethan the knight here for the rescue" she joked. He couldn't stop the worried look on his face from showing. Her smile faltered

"Yeah I wouldn't be so convinced either" she sniffles again chuckling again. She sits on her bed and he follows

"You can talk to me y/n. We were worried about you earlier" she sighed and stared at the floor until she looked him in the eyes

"I don't want to die yet. I haven't done anything, I haven't lived. I've never had a vacation, I've never had an actual career, I've never done something important. I've never made an impact" y/n was overwhelmed. She heard how their last group of friends had died and they were just in high school.

Y/n wasn't ready for her life to cone to an end when she hasn't done things she wanted to achieve

"Y/n were all here for you, I'm here for you. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise" he turned his body to her. She gave a weak smile

"And I would love that gesture if it didn't mean the killer getting to you too. I don't want anything to happen to you ethan" she started tearing up again. He gave her a loving smile

"Nothings gonna happen to me y/n" he chuckled and hugged her

"It better not or I'll haunt your ghost" she mumbled into his chest. She felt the vibrations of his laughter

"I'm sure you will"

She pulled back from the hug and looked to his face. She looked from his eyes to his lips before going back to his eyes. She started to lean in and so did he. They leaned in so close they can feels each other's breaths. Ethan hesitated but leaned in and closed the gap

Their lips moved together in sync. The kiss was filled with love. She held his cheek as she deepened the kiss, bringing him closer. Eventually they pulled apart for air, looking each other in the eyes

"I really like you ethan" y/n whispered to him. He smiled

"I really like you too y/n" she smiled