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Hey I was wondering if I could request ghostface Sam x fem reader where someone flirts with reader at a party or something, and Sam gets possessive and kills them. Reader watches it happen, but finds herself turned on rather than scared - thanks :)

Sam and y/n have been dating for about a year now. Y/n had to practically drag Sam to come to a frat party tonight

"Come on babe, we'll only stay for a bit and then we can leave" y/n promised her when they walked through the door with the rest for the group. Sam sighed in defeat

"Ok but only for a bit and then we're leaving" y/n nodded and smiled. The girl hugged her girlfriend

"Thank you, thank you, thank you" she squealed. Sam smiled at her girlfriends excitement

"I'm gonna go and get us some drinks" she ran off. The rest of the group hung out. chad and Tara flirting, Mindy and Anika making out, and ethan and sam standing in a corner talking

"Yeah and she-" Sam looked over to the drinks and saw y/n and another girl laughing together. The girl put her hand on y/n's. Ethan looked in her direction and raised his brows. Sam started walking towards the girls

"You're very funny y/n/n" the girl said in a seductive tone. Just one look at Sam and anyone would've died

"Thanks. I try to be, especially for my girlfriend" Sam stopped in her tracks adoring her girlfriend but it didn't last long

"You wanna go somewhere without your girlfriend?" The women asked y/n, lightly tugging on her necklace. Y/n was stunned

Sam marched to the table grabbing y/n's hand

"No she wouldn't bitch, find your own" Sam got in front if y/n protectively. Her and y/n pulled away outside to an alley and Sam let go of her hand. She frowned st the loss of contact

"Sam I'm sorry I didn't kn-" Sam cut y/n off

"No! How could you not know! Would you rather have her holding your hand!" Sam started walking closer to y/n. Y/n shook her head no

"Would you rather it be her who cuddles with you? Kisses you?" Sam got even closer. "Oh I know, you want her to fuck you" Sam got inches close to y/n's face

"No, I only want you. I only want you Sam" the girl practically pleaded. Sam smirked

"You want to prove it to me?" Sam asked the girl in a condescending tone. Y/n nodded quickly

"Yes, I'll do anything to prove it to you" the girl complied

"Well I know just the thing you can do baby" Sam spoke in almost a delicate tone. She told y/n of a way to prove it

"Hey" y/n walked back to the girl from earlier

"Hey, I thought your girlfriend stole you away from me" the girl smirked. Y/n smiled cheekily and put her hand on the women's

"We don't have to worry about that anymore" the women smiled

"Ok" y/n grabbed her hand and led her outside

"Where are we going?" She asked. Y/n looked back and smiled

"A special place I know" y/n turned forward and her smile was genuine this time because she gets to prove to her girlfriend that she only loves her

Y/n turned down the alley way and let go of the girls hand

"If this is what you call a 'special' place then your bitch of an ex girlfriend has low standards" the women spoke with an attitude

Sam jumped out from the shadowed corner and stabbed the women in the arm. The women screamed in pain and tried running but Sam is much stronger

Y/n stood frozen in shock. She covered her mouth just in case she screamed or made any noise, but she didn't have any intention to

"First, you try to steal my girlfriend" Sam covered her mouth and stabbed into her leg, "then, you call me a bitch" she stabbed her in her side, "and now you want to say that my beautiful, loving, sweetheart of a girlfriend is "for low standards!?"

Each time Sam named off a trait of her girlfriend she would stab the women even more in every place she could find. Y/n moved her thighs together for some type of friction

Y/n didn't understand why such a gruesome, gross scene would make her turned on. Nonetheless her girlfriend killing someone but she was killing someone over her

Sam finally had enough and stabbed the women in the neck. She turned to her girlfriend with a sadistic smile

"This was your punishment baby. Don't let another person touch you the way I do or there will be consequences, understand sweet thing?" Sam put her gloved hand onto y/ns cheek and smeared some blood onto her girlfriends cheek

Y/n started blushing and looked to the ground. Sam's brows went up and she chuckled

"Or was this a punishment if you enjoyed it?" She leaned in close to her girlfriend. Y/n squirmed under her girlfriends gaze

"Oh you beautiful girl. This turns you on" Sam spoke trying to embarrass the girl

"Speak. Now." Sam demanded in a sharp tone. Y/n looked up into Sam's eyes

"Yes ma'am" she held her head in shame. Sam grabbed her chin and forced y/n to look her in the eyes

"Good girl." Sam's smirk never disappeared. Sam kissed her girlfriend and held the side of her face with blood smearing but y/n didn't care. It honestly turned her on even more

Sam kissed her girlfriend possevively. Y/n kissed her girlfriend filled with love and lust. Sam's lips were smooth and irresistible, y/n never wanted to pull away. She would've been happy staying like that forever if it wasn't for the fact that she wanted more

They pulled apart for air but y/n pulled her back in and started kissing her neck. She left open mouthed kisses along the side of her neck

She started biting and licking her neck. Sam sighed into her girlfriend, grabbing the back of her neck she pushed her closer

"You're mine and only mine" Sam told the girl but she already knew

"I'm yours and only yours, forever"

Hi could I request Sam Carpenter x fem reader set within scream 6 where Sam was secretly dating reader instead of Danny - Reader is the one who gets stuck on the subway instead of Mindy and is stabbed, when Sam is told this - she freaks out and reveals the relationship to the group

The doors closed before y/n and ethan could get on with the rest of the group

"No no no no no. No! Damnit!" Y/n looked to Sam in fear, Sam looked terrified and tried to get the doors open but it was no use. The train started taking off and y/n walked with the doors

"It's ok, I'll be ok. I'll call you when we get there" y/n tried to reassure the girl but the terrified look on y/n's face said otherwise

She couldn't follow the train any longer so she walked back. She glanced at ethan and looked away quickly. She trusted mindys theory about ethan, no one can be so innocent

"Just stay away from me" she told the boy before walking to a far end. She stood there anxiously waiting for the next train. She glanced at ethan again and he was staring at her. She held her hands out agitated

Finally the train came and y/n immediately walked to the end of the subway and stood where she can see everyone. The train started taking off and y/n tried to breath at a normal pace

She opened her phone and tried texting Sam but her phone didn't have any bars. She kept tapping, trying to send the message over and over until she gave up. She looked up to see many costumes but her eyes only landed on one, Ghostface. The one that killed one of her best friends, Anika

The costume turned in her direction and her breath caught in her throat. The lights started cutting in and out because of the subway tunnels. Y/n felt like she couldn't breath. She looked to ethan and the look on his face terrified her

Y/n looked down at her phone to try and text Sam again. Y/n looked up again and saw another Ghostface costume, they were standing. Her eyes started to water but she kept them in trying to clear her vision

The lights went out again and when they turned on they were closer

"No. No no no" she whispered under her breath. Her hands started shaking, she did not want to die yet

The lights went out again and he was closer. It was like a game of red light green light to them. Y/n kept her eyes on him and waited to see if it was actually him. Dumb thing to do, she knows but she didn't know what else to do being trapped in the subway

The lights went out again and this time it stayed dark longer. Y/n wanted off, she wanted off the subway right now. She waited with baited breath for the lights to come back on

Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her stomach. The lights shone in from the sides and she came face to face with Ghostface. She tried to scream but nothing would come out

Y/n fell to the floor and they retracted their knife. Y/n held her hands on the wound to try and stop the bleeding. She started gasping for air but it hurt to breath. The lights turned back on

"Someone help!" Ethan yelled when running over to y/n. He picked her up and ran off the train

Sam was walking with the group, anxious for her girlfriend. Her phone started ringing, the caller ID showed some kind of hospital. Sam became 10x more worried for her girlfriend. She accepted the call

"Hello?" Her voice was shaky, fearing for the worst

"Hello, is this Sam carpenter?" The women on the line questioned. Sam started to feel her throat thicken and her eyes start to sting

"Yes this is her" her voice threatened to give out

"Y/n is here with an abdominal injury and is currently in surgery. You were her emergency contact. Are you able to cone down?" The women asked. Sam covered her mouth as she let her tears fall

"Ahem yes, yes I will be there as soon as I can" she tried to clear her throat but it didn't help much. Her voice was still wobbly. She hung up the phone and turned to everyone else

"I have to go" she tried to wipe away her tears but another set washed over

"What? Go where?" Mindy asked. They all turned towards Sam

"It's y/n. She's uhm.. she's in the hospital and I have to go now" she grabbed her jacket and started to put it on until Tara put a hand on her shoulder

"I love y/n but we're about to see Ghostface's hideout. I promise we can go and see her la-" Sam frantically cut her off

"No! You don't get it, I love her!" Sam shouted. The group looked confused

"We all l-" tara tried talking

"No, no" Sam sighed and closed her eyes, "I love her" Sam spoke slower and looked to all of them

"Oh, ohhhh" mindy realized what she meant. Tara looked shocked and started to smile. Tara hugged her sister tight

"Go and see her, we'll be there soon ok?" Tara told her sister. Sam smiled and nodded

"Be safe" Sam hugged her sister one last time before running to get to the hospital

I always knew they were together" chad spoke confidently. Mindy elbowed him

"You did not" the twin sister laughed

COULD YOU PLEASE WRITE A CUTE ETHAN LANDRY FIC?? thank you 🫶

Ok I'll try my best

"Hey Sam do you still have a room at your apartment?" Y/n didn't move out of woodsboro like the rest of the group

"I'm sorry y/n but someone already filled out the application. She's moving in today" y/n sighed

"Ok it's alright" y/n reassured

"Try chad, he already has a roommate but they have an extra room" y/n smiled

"Ok, thanks Sam. Hopefully I'll see you soon" they said their goodbyes and hung up. Y/n scrolled through her contacts until Chad's popped up. She hit dial and waited nervously

"Y/n!" She could hear the twins excitement in his voice

"Hey Chad. I was trying to find a place to stay for when I move down there and Sam said I should try your place. Do you have any room for me?" She asked Hopefully. Chad chuckled

"Always girl! We have an extra room but I have a roommate, ethan. He's sort of shy" chad warned. Y/n smiled

"Sounds like me when I first met you guys" chad chuckled

"You're sorta right but he's really cool. I can't wait for you guys to meet!" Y/n chuckled when hearing how happy her friend is

"Alright, I'll head up there in 2 days" once they said their goodbyes y/n had packed two of her suitcases

Once she got in new York city she called chad and asked for directions

"Wow this campus is huge. Are you sure you're not in a frat?" Y/n joked. Chad huffed

"They couldn't handle me" y/n laughed. The GPS showed she was 2 miles away

"Alright I'm almost there. Be outside for me ok?" She told him before hanging up. Her GPS led her to a nice enough apartment. She pulled into the driveway behind a car and got out

"Chad?" She called out. She didn't hear anything until a sudden voice spoke

"He'll be out in a minute, he's just got to get dressed" y/n flinched at the unknown voice. Just them a cute guy showed himself. Y/n let out an airy laugh

"You scared the hell out of me. Hi, I'm y/n" she held her hand out for the boy to shake. He smiled and quickly shook her hand

"Sorry, I'm ethan" he smiled shyly. Suddenly the door swung open

"Y/n!" Chad engulfed her into a hug as soon as he walked out. She hugged onto him for dear life

"I missed you so much" she hugged him tighter

"Woah, chill girl. I think you might've broken one of my ribs" they both chuckled and she let go

"Let's get these inside" chad walked to the trunk and grabbed one of her suit cases

Y/n just finished unpacking the last of her things. Chad had to go, he was late for a class so that leaves you and ethan at the apartment. Y/n walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge, she scanned everything until she saw their (favorite soda). She grabbed it and closed the fridge

Y/n turned to leave but ethan popped up out of nowhere frightening the girl

"Jesus h christ. You need a bell on you or something" she joked. Ethan face God red from embarrassment

"Sorry. You're really jumpy" he commented. Y/n couldn't help it, after what happened in woodsboro she couldn't trust another person again unless it was her friends

"Yeah, I guess you could say that" she chuckled. Ethan looked to her curiously

"I don't want to pry and-and you can just shut this down but... what happened to you in woodsboro. Chad had already told me the gist of it but I barely heard of you" his face was unsure if he should be asking this

"It's fine. I wasn't with chad and the others most of the time. Before all that happened I'd usually be at a party like al.lst every night" y/n chuckled at the fond memories

"What happened?" He questioned, voice soft and comforting

"That night at Amber's house when she almost killed us, she had gotten me alone and I didn't believe her to be the killer. That was until she had me pushed against a door with a knife to my throat" y/n had fake amusement in her voice towards the end

"But she didn't do it?" Man he has a lot of questions but y/n was patient

"She did just not up here" she tapped her neck. She lifted her shirt and there on her stomach was a huge scar

"I tried pushing her off and she shoved that knife in me" y/n chuckled. Ethan was admiring the scar

"Why didn't you move down here with the rest of them?" He wondered, getting a closer look at the scar

"I didn't know if I could trust anyone after that, especially my friends but I realized they went through it too. I should've come down here sooner" y/n's voice goes soft. Ethan grazes the scar with his fingers. Y/n's skin erupts with goosebumps as her face turns red

"I think it's beautiful" he voices his opinion. Y/n covers her face in her hand

"Thank you" she was able to say after clearing her throat

He snapped out of the trance and had a bashful look on his face

"Sorry" the atmosphere was awkward but that's not what y/n wants. She puts a hand on his shoulder

"It's ok ethan, I liked it" she smiled and his eyes went a little wide

"I've got to get a shower, we'll talk later" she spoke with confidence. He nodded his head and had a cute smile

Y/n was done out of the shower and had her pj's on which was just shorts and a big shirt she had gotten from thrifiting. She nestled down on the couch to watch a movie she loved until she fell asleep halfway through it. Ethan walked in and saw how her skin had goosebumps, he grabbed a blanket from their closet and tucked her in

Ethan definitely liked her, now he's screaming at himself because he'll have to figure out a way to get her out of the plan

absolutely love this

scream - incorrect quotes pt.i

a/n: currently sitting exams right now so have not had the time to write! here’s something small in the mean time :)

anika, on the first week of being roommates: i feel like you’re prioritising school over our friendship

y/n: i barely know you?

anika: fine, message received.

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chad, mindy, & y/n are locked in a room

y/n, hysterical and on the verge of tears: what if nobody looks down here?! you know, how are we going to survive? i had- i had a protein bar in my car, i don’t know why i didn’t bring it in oh my god-

chad: guys, if it comes to it, and i mean this… i want you guys to eat me

mindy, exasperated: as i’ve told you before, chad, in those elevators and traffic jams, i will NOT eat you.

y/n: okay, you’re saying that now, but we might not get out of here and we might need to start making tough decisions!

mindy: *sighs*

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chad: without you, sam, we’re just four idiots who moved to new york together

tara: you make us family, sam

sam: well, i’m like the cool rebel sibling of course

mindy: no, you’re the mom

y/n: yeah, definitely the mom

tara: look, sam, if you come back to us i’ll let you clean my room

sam: deal.

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y/n, in tears: i’m sorry

mindy: oh, y/n, crying… i don’t know what to do

mindy: pat pat. this feels wrong

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chad: i don’t know if y/n’s dreams can predict the future like mine can, but i do know that if something happened to anika… i couldn’t live with myself

chad: of course, i wouldn’t have to, because y/n and mindy would kill me.

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anika, getting out of the car: i’m leaving!

y/n: can’t you at least call an uber?

anika: you know they banned me for talking too much to the drivers!

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y/n: yeah, the band doesn’t go on till midnight

sidney: midnight?

y/n: okay, if you guys can’t hear me now, we’re gonna have some real problems at the club.

sidney: no problem

gale: no, we’re good. we’re good

y/n: i hope i can be as cool as you guys in thirty years.

gale: does y/n really think that we’re fifty?

sidney: no, y/n is just really bad at maths

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gale: here’s the thing i realised, you can’t get older if you never celebrate birthdays

y/n, dewey, and sidney coming out with a cake: happy bir-

gale, spraying them with water: no

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y/n: ethan, i was wondering if we could have a little chat

ethan: you want me to go home.

y/n: no, no, the opposite of that

ethan: i want you to go home?

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anika, confused but knowing that she’s in trouble: you want to tell me what i did?

y/n, mad: do you want to tell me what you did?

anika: i don’t know what i did

y/n: then i don’t know what you did.

anika: fine! i’m bored, i’m going

y/n: don’t forget your phone!

Hello, could you possibly do a sam carpenter x fem reader where the reader had a nightmare about sam being the killer and then the reader like wakes up like panicked and shaking and it wakes sam up and sam comforts her? If not then it’s totally fine!!🫶🫶

of course

Y/n was walking down town when she heard her phone ring. She checked to see who it was but the number was anonymous. She debated if she should answer the call but decided to do so in case it was one of her friends

"Hello?" She spoke with a soft voice. She heard breathing on the other side of the line. She almost hung up thinking it was a prank call

"Hello y/n" a deep voice spoke. She started to get nervous

"Do I know you?" She kept her composure tight. She started walking down an alley to get to her shared apartment with her girlfriend and their friends

"Oh you have no idea. How's that girlfriend of yours?" Y/n froze on the spot, her breath caught in her throat

"If this is a prank it's seriously not funny asshole" she tried to speak confidently but her voice started to tremble

"I know its not. I want to see what your insides look like" the deep voice spoke maliciously. Y/n started frantically looking around her

"I'm serious! I'm hanging up" she went to press the button before she heard rumbling behind her. She quickly turned to be met with nothing

"You hang up and I'll gut you like a fish!" The deep voice sounded angry and out of patience. Y/n's breath started to speed up

"What the hell do you want from me?" She spoke in fear

"I told you, I want to see" she started hearing the voice behind her, "What your insides look like!" She turned quickly to be met with a Ghostface mask. Y/n tried to turn away and run but the killer caught her arm before she could

The killer revealed their knife in their hand, ready to stab. Y/n knee'd the person in their stomach and as they lurched over y/n tried to make a break for it. It wasn't too long before the killer caught up to her and knocked her to the ground. Y/n looked into the masks eyes in terror that this might be her last day on earth

The killer grabbed the bottom of their mask and lifted it. Their face was uncovered and it was Sam

"Sam!? Why are you doing this!? Please let me go!" Y/n pleaded with tears in her eyes. Sam smirked down at her girlfriend

"Sorry baby, it's time for you to go" Sam spoke with amusement in her voice. Sam pulled the knife back with both hands and the knife cam hurling forward

Y/n woke up with heavy breathing. She quickly removed the blankets from herself and huddled her feet towards her chest. Y/n started crying from fear, she couldn't think about anything else in that moment

Sam blinked her eyes quickly. She heard y/n's sobs and immediately sat up

"Y/n?" Sam asked still groggy. Y/n flinched when she heard Sam's voice, "honey are you ok?" Sam tried to move her hand to y/n's arm but y/n flinched away and looked up to Sam with fear and guilt in her eyes

"Hey, hey. Baby it's alright, it's ok. You're fine. I got you, you're ok" Sam came closer and rested her hands on each side of y/n's face. Y/n couldn't move. Sam moved to lay behind her and pulled her into her chest while wrapping her arms around her

"You're safe, I promise" Sam spoke while lightly playing with her scalp soothing y/n. Y/n clung to Sam's arm on her stomach. After a minute y/n had calmed down

"Are you ok?" Sam asked softly. Y/n didn't say a thing. Sam became increasingly worried

"Do you want to talk about it?" Sam asked. Y/n pondered on whether or not to tell her that she had a dream where the love of her life killed her. Ultimately she decided to or else she wouldn't be able to look at Sam

Y/n softly removed Sam's hands and turned to face her

"I- um had a dream where you were the... k-killer and you went after me" y/n admitted. She could see the hurt and guilt in her eyes. Sam always wanted to protect y/n against the hate Sam got for woodsboro but she couldn't stop it all. Too many people online talk about it for it not to pop up anywhere on your social media

"I would never hurt you y/n. I just want to keep you safe. I'm sorry you got involved in all of this, I never meant for this to happen" Sam apologized. Y/n had a sorrowful look on her face

"It's not your fault Sam. People are just assholes and completely oblivious. You almost died and now you're getting blamed for it. You have nothing to apologize for to me" y/n spoke softly and held Sam's hands. Sam smiled softly at the reader

"As long as you're wiry me I will keep you safe and I would rather it be me than you. I could never lose you y/n" she spoke honestly. Y/n smiled softly. She laid back down on Sam's stomach

"I'm sorry for waking you up" y/n mumbled. Sam huffed a smile

"It's ok, wake me up anytime you need" Sam bent down and placed a kiss on the top of their head

Ik i said i post for Carlos and stuff but i have had a recent obsession for Ethan 🤭🤭

ethan controlling readers vibrator and making her cum over and over again until she’s an overstimulated babbling mess

"no, no" ethan takes your aching jaw in his hand, forcing your eyes away from the ceiling and back onto his cynical grin. "look at me, look at me, there we go, there's a good girl," he says, painting away your tacky ears with a brush of his thumb.

you're a sniffling mess, lashes heavy with exaggerated tears as ethan wipes away the remaining tears that have slipped over your jaw. your hands lay limply around the wrist that dotes so lovingly at your lips now, pushing past them until two long fingers prod at the back of your throat, kissing it in greeting.

"now tell me what's the matter, huh? why you so sad?" he rolls the head of the vibrator higher up, drawing back the hood of your clit so that the intense thrum churns directly against it.

you groan, throat dry and in need of water, back lilting off the mattress until your balmy belly meets his. "no moving, no moving," he croons, his kisses wet and hot as he seals them across your cheekbones. "stay still, and you'll get what you want. that's what you want, isn't it, to cum?"

your answer means nothing to him as your grip grows firmer around his wrist, trying to budge it away to speak when it drops, a gentle weight, against your throat.

your complaint is a broken, whiny coo when he swirls the vibrator in tight, controlled circles against your quivering button. your drooling hole wets his dorm bed's sheets as it seeps viscerally from you, nipples hard and eager as ethan's forearm drags against them with every movement.

ethan smirks again, perspirant curls dropping over his eyes and darkening the already-black irises. "tell me. use your words." he seethes, pushing the words out from behind clenched teeth, dropping the device so he can easily shove two crooked fingers into your weepy cunt, silencing your woes with a sloppy kiss against your mouth.

you cry out into his mouth, hips swiveling again as another climax teases you in your periphery, and ethan scoffs into your mouth, suckling your slick bottom lip into his own. "oh yeah, atta girl, you got it. tell me how much you want it." he pushes in deeper, the heel of his hand hard and firm against your clit. "tell me how much of a whore you are."

TW; Knife play,

You felt a hand, covered in a leather glove, covering your mouth as you cried out. Your back had arched, sending your chest right into the one that belongs to the masked killer above you. You shouldn’t be enjoying this as much as you should, but you are.

A cold feeling had brought you out of your haze, than a small pinch of pain as you look down from where it was. The knife the killer had to your throat only minutes before was now drawing small cuts on your hips as he abused your cunt.

PLEASE SEND ME ETHAN LANDRY REQUESTS IM IN LOVE WITH HIM RN

I CAN’T IGNORE YOU ━━ ethan landry

pairing: stalker!ethan x fem!reader

warning: stalker behavior, mention of killing/hurt, kind of creepy (if any signs of that kind of behavior make you uncomfortable don’t read it), gf!ethan

author’s note: this is my first time writing on tumblr so it probably won’t be that good sorry, still hope that you will like it !

stalker!ethan who follows you home to make sure you're safe

stalker!ethan who goes to all the parties you go to to look after you

stalker!ethan who befriends your friends to get closer to you, even force himself to get closer to his roommate chad since you two are good friends

stalker!ethan who knows your coffee order by heart and sometimes even order it for you in the morning, letting it in your kitchen with a note before you woke up

stalker!ethan who's always trying to bump into you in the college corridors

stalker!ethan who watches you through your window and takes pictures of you just for himself

stalker!ethan who, after getting your number off chad's phone, sends you messages. « you looked really pretty today », « you’re coming home from classes this late ? all alone ? my my, y/n, that's pretty irresponsible of you, don't you think ? », « but don't worry sweetheart, it's a good thing that i’m there to take care of you »

stalker!ethan who one day, when you weren't in your apartment, infiltrated it and installed a camera, stealing one of your underwear in the process

stalker!ethan who hurts everyone who touches you, one day when you were coming home from a late class, a creepy man followed you and he dragged him into an alley to kill him. what would you do without him ?

LET’S PLAY THAT GAME ━ ethan landry

pairing: gf!ethan x fem!reader

warning: smut, ghostface phone call, dom!ethan, sub!reader, fingering, rough sex, choking, ropes, spit kink, fingers sucking, dirty talk, gloves kink.

author’s note: english is not my first language, and also my first time writing smut so i hope it’ll be good. if you have any request, let me know !

YOU’D COME HOME from the gym an hour ago, the only classes you had were this morning and you were grateful to have the whole afternoon off for once. you'd had lunch with mindy at noon and then decided to take her home, since the ghostface attacks had hit new york, following the 4 survivors of woodsboro, you didn't want the young meeks martin to go home alone, even in the middle of the day, who knows what might happen, especially when you knew who her uncle was.

now you were in your kitchen after a nice shower, in the background as sound of « how to get away with murder », one of your favorite tv shows, mindy found it quite ironic since you were in a law major.

you were cooking dinner quietly after a bit of studying, standing in front of the hob, dressed in a short, tight-fitting black top and gray shorts, your phone at your side as you wrote to the young meeks martin, who was confiding in you about her feelings for anika.

and that's when your phone began to vibrate, thinking it was mindy, a slight smile appeared on your lips before you grabbed your phone, but this smile slowly disappeared in your face due to what appeared on your screen: unkown caller.

a bad feeling began to take hold of you as, paranoid as you were, you looked around you at the knives just inches from you, spotting the largest of them.

you then answered the phone, adrenalin coursing through your body.

- hello ?

the sound of the oil against the frying pan camouflaged the sound of your series in the living room, as you added spices, waiting for an answer from your interlocutor, the wait was heavy.

- hello, y/n, replied the deep, gravelly, modulated voice.

ghostface.

a shiver ran down your spine, and your body froze, paralyzed as you realized the obvious: you were part of the group of friends of the survivors of the 2022 attacks.

you turned off the gas, stopped cooking. And clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth.

- well, go ahead, i’m wainting for the “what's your favorite scary movie ?” part.

you tried not to show any signs of fear, but inside you were terrified, imagining yourself already dead on your kitchen floor, but you knew you didn't have time to think about it and passed your index finger between the various knives on the rack in front of you, leaning slightly over the worktop.

the only response you got was a little laugh of amusement, mixed with a hint of sadism, from the killer, and it made your blood run cold.

- you're a bold one, aren't you? now, i think that i'm really going to enjoy this.

- fuck you.

-but you're also a very pretty one... he said with a seductive tone, too bad that i have to correct that filthy mouth of yours, he finished with a voice full of brutality, as if your insult had made him angry.

his change of mood startled you, and you immediately straightened up, then nervously tapped the surface of your kitchen with your freshly manicured nails.

- what do you want ? you asked, trying not to show how scared your voice sounded.

he hums slowly, as if he's thinking, and you can feel the goosebumps on your skin.

- that's a good question... what do i want... ? i want to play a game.

your heart was starting to race, so without thinking any further, you grabbed the largest knife and suddenly turned around with dynamism, all your senses now activated.

- do you want to play a game, y/n ? the modulated voice asked you.

- go to hell, i’m not going to play any of your sick game, you replied brutally.

- you look cute with that knife, tell me, what are you going to do with it, sweetheart ? stab me ? he teased.

you could practically hear the smirk in his voice and it drived you insane as well as the pet name, your grip on your knife was starting to tighten.

- where are you, asshole ? you spat hatefully.

you started to look from left to right, if anyone else could see you through your window, they'd think you were crazy to get so agitated, you leaned over to look towards the right exit which led to the hallway of your apartment, before returning to the kitchen which overlooked your living room.

you put your phone on the worktop behind your hob not far from your fridge, and activated the speakerphone to leave the call and type in the police number before he even answered.

- oh i wouldn't try to call the police if i were you, y/n, it'd be a real shame for mindy and anika to pay the consequences of your stupid actions.

your fingers stopped typing on your screen, not only because of the threat, but also because a detail had caught your attention, how did he know i was going to call the police ?

- h-how.... you began before cutting yourself off, can you see me?

he was sniggering again, and you were really beginning to hate that horribly creepy sound. you swallowed that awful lump in your throat that prevented you from speaking properly and waited for an answer.

- of course i can see you. i must admit that you look good in those, a little bit short though, does your boyfriend know you carry around in your apartment like that, y/n ?

panic-stricken, you hung up, and what a grave mistake you'd made, dropping your phone onto the wooden surface, you clutched the edge of it as if your body were threatening to collapse and you were looking for something to lean on. but then you pulled yourself together and grabbed your phone, never letting go of the knife you'd armed yourself with.

you moved towards the large window in your living room and pulled back the curtain slightly to see if anyone was outside watching you, since your kitchen was connected to the living room and, above all, open, with no door separating them.

but you couldn't see anything suspicious, only the horrible traffic jams of the city that never sleeps and people minding their own business down your street. you weren't the least bit reassured, certainly not, you had no idea where he could see you and you were terrified of it.

then you let out a groan of surprise when your phone started vibrating in your hand again, except this time it wasn't a call but a notification from an unknown number, it was a video.

your hands began to shake as you huffed and puffed to regain your composure, naively hoping to regain an ounce of control over the situation. once you'd opened your phone and clicked on the video, you saw mindy and anika on it, kissing on a sofa, the video had been taken from outside through your window and you pursed your lower lip, anxious, but starting to get angry that ghostface wasn't just threatening you, but also your friends, after everything mindy already endured because of that stupid mask.

and then, another call, again. you stared at your screen for a few seconds, looked around your living room and swallowed, grabbed your tv remote to turn it off, a silence falling over every room in the apartment when you finally accepted the call as you peered into every corner of the room, your stomach burning with fear.

- hang up again and i'll rip their heads off and send them in a box at your door ! shouted the killer menacingly and violently.

the violence of his threat burned your eyes, but you were able to swallow back your tears. you were sure he could feel your panic through the phone.

- not them, don't hurt them, s-stop it, i’ll do anything, i-i promise, you cried, afraid that something might happen to your friends.

- good girl, you see how easy things are going when you start obeying ? his voice softened, but you could still hear the amusement in it that told you he loved what was happening, that he loved scaring you.

despite the fear, the nickname he'd used triggered a reaction you'd never have suspected: a wave of heat spread through your body, even between your legs, and you suddenly felt ashamed.

- now, let's play that game. have you ever heard of hot and cold ?

you simply nodded, tucking a lock of hair behind your ears, knife still sharp in hand.

- words, pretty girl.

another heat wave.

- y-yeah, yes, i have.

- perfect. you want to know where i am, right ? then come and find me. go on.

you frowned, apprehensive about the objective behind this game, especially apprehensive about the moment when you were going to meet him.

- and then, if i find you, what will happen ?

- find me and you'll see, answered mischievously ghostface.

a new silence, neither of you speaking, the silence was heavy for you. you took two steps forward, and turned to look behind you again, the fact of not knowing where he was disturbed you and increased your degree of fear.

- are you scared, sweet thing ? he continued to mock, knowing he had the upper hand.

- shut the fuck up motherfucker, you're gonna pay for all of this, you grumbled in between.

- oh, really? i’m waiting then, he sneered, and you were willing to bet he was smiling.

his words only provoked you and you walked out of the living room, realizing that he couldn't be there, you were surprised to realize that you actually started looking for him, now angry at the way he was openly mocking you. you opened the bathroom door, peering in after turning on the light.

- cold.

you immediately left the room, closed the door and stepped into the corridor, which this time led to your bedroom. but before you got close to it, your steps slowed down, as you became more reluctant to head towards this part of the apartment, what if he was inside ?

- why are you slowing down ? maybe I'm inside.

- fuck it, you muttered.

you continued to hold your knife, getting ready to use it, when you arrived at the door to your room and opened it, you went in, and looked all around, near your desk, in the nooks and crannies, then your gaze fell back on your wardrobe, which was closed.

- are you in there ? you asked, your breath catching.

you heard his breathing through the phone become more erratic, and that's all you could hear as you held it to your ear.

- open it.

without further hesitation, you grabbed both wrists of your wardrobe and suddenly opened them, brandishing your knife in your face the next second.

but surprisingly, he wasn't there, so you straightened up and let your arm fall back down your body, then brought the phone up to your ear to hear your interlocutor, who seemed to love playing with your mind and emotions. he started laughing again, and the more he did it, the more it annoyed you than it frightened you now.

- no, i'm not there sweetheart, i was just messing with you.

- asshole, wanting to play a game without even knowing how to play it, you laughed bittersweetly.

you could sense that he wasn't happy with your answer, maybe even angry, but in any case, he didn't show it and decided to restart the game.

- you're getting colder, keep looking.

since you'd gone in the opposite direction and weren't getting any closer, you decided to return to the area you'd been in when you received the bloody call, retracing your steps, finding yourself in the hallway where your bathroom was once again.

- you're still cold.

you sighed in annoyance, but kept on walking, and when you passed the bathroom door you'd already looked in.

- warm, he warned you, and his husky voice sent shivers down your spine.

the further you went, the more your heart pounded to the point where that was all you could hear now. now you were back in your living room, you couldn't make any sense of the situation, you must have misunderstood his directions, he couldn't be there.

- you're getting warmer, good, very good sweetheart, you're almost there.

and yet, the praise almost made you blush again, you felt butterflies in your stomach and snapped inwardly as you remembered who you were on the phone with.

slightly frustrated by the flirtatious tone, you began to hold your knife out in front of you, preparing yourself better in case you found him.

as well as being frustrated, you were in total bewilderment, you had no idea where he could be, he kept messing with your head and he was very good at it.

he definitely wasn't in the kitchen, nor in the living room, not even towards the entrance, since you'd glanced around.

- keep looking, y/n, it'd be a shame if i find you first, wouldn't it ? tormented ghostface.

you held back from insulting him once more, avoided the living room areas you'd already looked at, and moved towards the only corridor on the opposite side of the apartment where you hadn't glanced.

and to do this, you had to pass through the corridor to your left leading to the front door, when you passed this door, and moved into the unlit corridor where in one of the doors lay your washing machine and other belongings, he spoke again.

- you don't want to turn colder again, don't you ? now, turn around.

paranoid, you thought he was right behind you, so you quickly turned around and took a big step back, the knife right in front of you, your arm raised, and you let out an expletive when you couldn't see anyone again. He was definitely playing with your mind and you'd had enough. You could feel the frustration heating your blood.

you made the choice not to pay any more attention to your footsteps, beginning to believe that he had lied to you and wasn't even near you, that this was just to scare you.

- warm.

but then you stopped, and that's how you noticed you were near the entrance hall. no, it couldn't be.

you headed in that direction, advancing slowly, cold sweat beginning to take refuge on your forehead.

- warmer.

shit. shit. shit.

you noticed the cupboard embedded in the wall a metre from the landing, and realized he was probably here. I'd have heard him, the kitchen's right next door. you had no idea what was going on.

- very very warm, he whispered.

your trembling hand came to rest on the wrist of the hall cupboard, hesitantly, you didn't open it immediately, feeling your breathing quicken.

in a split second, you brought your other hand to the cabinet and jerked it open. but nothing, absolutely nothing.

- fucking bastard, you growled.

you sighed, and slammed the wardrobe doors shut, the sound echoing throughout the apartment after this act of anger and you could hear him laughing in your ear.

pissed off, you returned to the kitchen to the very same spot where you had decided to call the police, still holding your weapon in your hand which was now on the kitchen counter facing the living room.

- now you're boiling.

you held your phone so tightly in your hand that you could have crushed it. you didn't know whether your hands were shaking with fear or anger, or both.

- i’m done with that shit, you growled again, if you want me, come and get me.

- want you in which way, darling ? don't get me wrong, both involve ropes, but it's an important distinction to make before we proceed.

- w-what ?

and just then, you saw a shadow with a very tall figure forming right in front of you.

you immediately dropped your phone from your hands, about to turn and brandish your knife to stab him, but a large gloved hand pressed against your mouth and an imposing body slammed you against the surface.

your scream was then muffled by the hand over your mouth, and your knife was snatched from your other hand, panic instantly seizing you after your weapon was snatched from you, you tried to fight back by reaching behind him with your hands, but his free hand had no trouble grabbing both your wrists and pinning them behind your back.

- i told you it'd be a shame if i find you first, he said mockingly.

the tears in your eyes blurred your vision, you kept squirming in all directions and your screams kept choking against your attacker's glove. then you felt them, your hands bound by ropes.

ropes that burned your wrists, he had to take his hand away from his mouth to bind your hands, and you couldn't control the rhythm of your breathing.

- no no no no no, you protested, naively trying to free yourself from the ropes.

just then, you felt his hips push you against the counter again and his hand slid down your back to force you against the surface, bended you over, he towered over you.

- p-please, please let me go, you tried not to let the tears roll down your cheeks, but your voice betrayed your fear.

- where's that attitude you were giving me earlier, hm ?

- i-i’m sorry, you let your forehead hit the cold surface of the counter, your eyes closed.

- you look so good like that, he murmured under his breath, bended over, begging for me, better than i have imagined.

a new complaint came from the back of your throat, and you started to struggle again, unconsciously moving your hips to push him away. then you felt something against you, something hard, then you heard him growl.

your mouth fell open in astonishment, you must surely have heard wrong, you thought. then you continued to rub your hips against him, your two bodies pressed together, and suddenly his left hand grabbed your hip to immobilize you.

an amused smile spread across your lips, contradicting the tears in your eyes.

- does this turn you on ? do i'm turning you on mr. ghostface ? you said in a playful tone.

- shut up, i'm gonna fuck that attitude out of you, spat the killer.

a groan threatened to leave your mouth but you managed to control it, feeling all wet after rubbing yourself against him and his modulated voice making you feel things you shouldn't feel.

a moan threatened to leave your mouth but you managed to control it, you felt all wet after rubbing yourself against him and his modulated voice made you feel things you shouldn't feel.

quickly, he removed your shorts followed by your underwear, leaving you almost naked apart from your black top, your wet intimacy exposed to the cool apartment air sending a shiver down your spine and forcing you to squeeze your thighs together.

- uh uh, none of that, open those legs for me, he said, slapping one of your thighs.

aware of the extent of your desire between your legs, you spread them slowly and slightly, enough for him to slip his hand in.

his fingers began to tease your crotch, you were about to open your mouth to express your desire, but closed it when his fingers moved to brush over her clit. you breathed deeply and closed your eyes as you felt his fingers gently beginning to knead at your clit and press against your entrance.

you took a shaky breath, clenching down around the finger gently as it was pushed in up to the second knuckle.

you moaned happily, your hips pressing forward. your hips swayed further as he began to move his fingers slowly. his fingers moved in and out of her slowly. then he gently curled them as he moved them, smiling at the cry he drew from you. his thumb gently massaged your clit, and you arched your back silently asking for more.

- you like that, huh ?

you nodded positively, moaning softly, your lip still between your teeth.

- come on, what did i told you earlier, sweetheart ?

words.

- f-fuck, y-yes.

- yes what ? while curling his fingers inside of you.

- yes, yes i-i like that.

he was starting to pick up his pace, you could hear his breathing jerking in turn, getting harder and harder by the pretty sounds you were making and the way you were moving your hips against him. although he'd been using a fairly gentle rhythm, now he was thrusting his fingers into you harder and harder, going even deeper.

causing moans that you could no longer control, especially when he added another finger, unconsciously, you closed your legs once more against the sensation that invaded you, but his other hand forced you to keep them spread for him.

even if you wanted to deny him access to your legs by closing them, you couldn't, his grip was too strong for you to move, it would probably leave a mark later.

when his fingers reached that spot inside you, you tilted your head back, eyes closed. he took advantage of your position to lean towards you, so that his fingers were deep inside you, and your belly was completely pressed into the countertop surface, as were your hips.

he grabbed your jaw to force you to open your eyes and tilt your head back even further, causing you to arch your back even more to the point of slight pain, and with your hands tied behind your back, it wasn't easy, so when you did, you fell into the big, intimidating black eyes of his mask.

but the idea of him fucking you in his ghostface costume, mask and gloves made you wetter, it was so wrong.

you gave him those doe eyes, and he swore he could have cum right now just from the look you were giving him. you half-opened your mouth as if to let out another moan, but nothing came out.

his thumb moved to your lower lip, his hand still gripping your jaw. his other hand continued to penetrate you roughly, but you still wanted more. he could read the desire on your face, in your eyes.

- what's the matter, pretty girl ? do you want my cock instead ?

you nod eagerly.

- please, i w-want it so bad.

the position you were in meant you couldn't breathe properly, your back arched, your head back as you stared into the big black eyes of the ghost mask.

his thumb pressed your clitoris just right, in a delicious way that brought back that exquisite sensation in your lower belly. but suddenly he withdrew his hand, feeling you suddenly empty, you let out a whine.

but he quickly silenced you by pushing the two fingers inside you into your mouth, his other hand controlling your movements through your jaw and forcing you to take his fingers covered in your juices.

- that's it, taste yourself, take those fingers right down your throat, whispered ghostface.

you felt your taste on his two fingers deposited on your tongue, you closed your mouth to suck greedily on his fingers that he pushed deep into your throat, creating new tears in the corner of your eyes and causing you a gag that seemed to satisfy him.

his fingers were so deep in your throat that your saliva was starting to drip down the corner of your mouth.

His hand that held your jaw withdrew from it, you felt the trace of the fabric of his gloves burn your jaw in the absence of his hand, then just after, you heard the sound of a belt unbuckling just behind you.

claiming only his fingers or his cock inside of you again, you moved your hips back, and felt the brutal material of his jeans, and then, from his underwear, you could especially feel his erection that was right against your ass.

you tried to speak, but with his fingers in your throat and the taste of your wetness on your tongue, those sounds were muffled, but you knew he'd heard you because he pushed his fingers even deeper into your mouth, making you feel a little dizzy.

as he let out a muffled moan against the movement of your hips against him, he in turn thrust against you, feeling your clitoris swell with excitement.

then, a few seconds later, unexpectedly, without any warning from him, you felt his tip right in front of your entrance and quickly, he penetrated you brutally, knocking the wind out of your lungs, causing you to scream due to the impact.

- did i go in too fast ? he laughed, tilting his head to one side, his voice still modified by the modulator.

he started to thrust in and out of you at a pace that made you see stars. his fingers left your throat, and you took a deep breath of air, you were suffocating, and yet his index finger remained between your mouth and your teeth, understanding what he wanted you to do, you bit the material of his glove, allowing him to slide his hand out, removing his glove for him, letting go of the glove in your mouth, you could then observe his hand.

large and covered with veins. You could almost recognize his hand. Your pussy was throbbing and the harsh thrusts didn't help.

suddenly, his hand grabbed the back of your neck and tilted you forward, pushing your chest against the surface where you rested your cheek. it felt so good, you could hear him growling behind you and your whole body wanted to submit to him. his thrusts pushed your belly against the counter, his hips slammed into your buttocks.

for support, he grabbed the ropes he'd tightened around your hands, still holding your neck to make sure you didn't move, you were his to fuck.

you tried to straighten up, but his grip prevented you, so you tried to look over your shoulder, and just seeing him fucking you could make you cum on the spot, his tall figure, the mask, him dominating you.

the erotic sound of his cock thrusting into you filled the room and mingled with your moans and grunts.

- harder, please fuck me harder, you begged, letting your forehead fall back against the counter, eyes closed.

- you want me to fuck you harder ? he said playfully, fine then, i’ll fuck you harder.

he did as you asked, but first by slowing down his thrusts, you then let out some moans as you arched your back, but then he thrust more brutally, deeper into you, all the while being fast. you opened your mouth in pleasure, before going back to biting your lip.

his bare hand grabs your waist and uses it as leverage to thrust into you, leaving you little or no time to adjust as he drives deep into you.

he pulls you back, using his grip on your wrists as your pussy tightens around his cock under his thrusts.

after a few more strokes that made you feel disoriented to the point where it was hard to keep your eyes open. a small noise near you caught your attention, you reopened your eyes breathing hard, and noticed the ghostface mask right next to you, he'd just pulled it off. your eyes widened in astonishment.

- taking it so well, hm whore ? he said in a taunting tone, the modulator was off, god, you feel amazing, he moaned.

and you recognized that voice.

- e-ethan ?

you couldn't see him, but he was smiling and pounding into you, his curly hair falling back on his forehead with a little sweat on his temples.

without you expecting it, his hand on the back of your neck slid down your throat to pull you back to his torso, your hands tied behind your back making the position slightly uncomfortable, but when you let your head fall below his shoulder to look up at him, you forgot the discomfort.

you couldn't believe it, ethan, the shy, dorky guy you were so close to.

- hi baby, surprised ? he smirked devilishly.

- i- you tried to speak, but another of his blows triggered a soft moan.

he laughed again, his eyes never leaving your face, watching as your eyebrows furrowed and your mouth opened in pleasure. he tightened his hand around your neck enough to reduce the air passing through to your lungs, and again he felt you tighten around him.

- look at you, what a little slut. you look so pretty with my hand around your throat.

wanting to look at him, you opened your eyes again, your eyes met and you noticed how dark his gaze was as I'd never seen it before. his hand on your hip began to rub your clit deliciously while he was thrusting in you.

he leaned over and placed his lips against yours to kiss you passionately, not giving you a chance to breathe, you kissed him back without hesitation, which made him smile.

when the kiss ended and you parted, you looked up at him again, his hand still around your neck. you let out at surprised gasp when he forced you to bend over once more, removing his hand from your throat to move it into your hair, which he grabbed to pull you back.

you found yourself in the same position as before, your back curved and your head tilted back. you could see him, but instead of the ghostface mask, you saw ethan's angelic face, who wasn't actually so angelic.

his grip on your hair made you groan, and you'd never have suspected this dominance from mindy's number one suspect.

- open your mouth.

damn.

you opened your mouth as he asked, tongue out, with a doe eyed gaze that made him growl. he leaned closer and spat into your mouth.

- swallow it.

and you did. you swallowed without replying under his eager gaze. you stuck out your tongue to prove it, god, you were sure you looked so dirty like that. his gloveless hand found its way to your cheek, and he patted it before caressing it with a delicacy that contradicted the brutality of his strokes that made you stammer.

- that’s it. you’re being very good baby.

the praise pushed you to give him a fucked up smile. the more time passed, the more you felt that knock in your lower belly. you were close,and ethan could feel it too by the way you tightened around him.

- s-shit, e-ethan, i’m close.

- i know, baby, cum for me.

with his hand pulling your hair tighter so he could get a better view of your face to see you cum, before long, you were cumming and felt your legs trembling under the intensity, and when you came, you let out the prettiest sound without worrying whether your neighbors heard you or not.

he let go of your hair, and both his hands bestially gripped your hips, he was close too, you felt overstimulated but you knew he was going to cum soon so you

let him use you. he muttered "fuck" under his breath, and cummed as he sank deep inside you, stopping his thrusts to stay deep inside you. he tilted his head back, his adam's apple perfectly visible and you didn't have to look at him to know he must be incredibly beautiful like that.

HE’S AT YOUR WINDOW ━ ethan landry

pairing: gf!ethan x naive!reader

warning: stalker behavior, mention of murder, ghostface call, possessiveness, manipulation

author’s note: thinking about actually write a one shot about these, what do you think ?

gf!ethan who calls you as ghostface just to scare you, while flirting with you. “tell me sweetheart, do you have a boyfriend ?” “n-no” “no ? what a shame, such a pretty one you are, but i guess that means that i have you all to myself”

gf!ethan who rassures you after you came crying to him about a scary call you receive last night, “shh, it’s okay, it’s okay, i won’t let anything hurt you, y/n” and that was true.

gf!ethan who calls you again right after murdering that frat boy you were dancing and flirting with at a party, “now y/n, you’ve been really bad. you do know that nobody is allowed to touch you besides me, right ? so why did you do that, uh ? letting him rest his dirty hands on your pretty hips” that night, you receive a box right in front your door, in which you found your flirt's severed hands full of blood.

gf!ethan who make sure that you were not there during the attacks, except for the appartement one where he make sure not to hurt you.

gf!ethan who send you pictures of you changing in your room from your window, only in your underwear. “what a cute pair, did you wear these for me, sweet thing ?”

gf!ethan who continues to scare you because every time, you came to him for comfort, the shy dorky guy, it gives him opportunity to be alone with you. he proposes you to stay the night at his, or him to stay at your apartment. “hey, sweetheart, no need to cry, you’re safe with me, okay ?” “do you want me to stay the night with you ?” “yes please, i don’t wanna be alone”

gf!ethan who is sick of mindy’s accusations, but god, you looked so cute defending him over and over. “mindy, stop it, it could never be ethan, he's always with me to comfort and protect me whenever i get a call” “i’m sorry that mindy is giving you a harsh time” “it’s okay, besides, she’s right, it could be anyone” “yeah, but not you, though” oh, how naive you were.

gf!ethan who follows you home to make sure you’re safe. making sure no one tried to touch you.

BEGGING FOR IT — ethan landry and chad meeks martin

pairing: mean!dom!ethan x fem!reader x soft!dom!chad

warnings: threesome, smut, breath play, dub-con, spit kink, face fuck, deepthroat, doggystyle, choking, dacryphilia, dirty talk, head pushing.

author’s note: this is pure filth lmao i’m sorry, i’m currently working on the part 2 of my first one shot. and i wanted to remind you that my content is not for everyone ! sorry if it offends some people, warnings are there for that reason.

"that's right, choke on it, yeah, just like that"

you were drooling all over ethan's cock. behind you, chad was pounding into you like there is no tomorrow, he was thrusting harder and harder into your wet, tight cunt that he was automatically pushing you towards his roommate's cock.

and you were choking on it. ethan's hands were in your hair, gripping it, and his hips were thrusting into your face as brutally as chad behind you. chad held your hips firmly, and watching your back arch under his thrusts, he leaned his head back, grunting with pleasure as he felt you tighten around him.

“holy fuck, you feel so good baby” praised chad.

your face a mess of tears, snot, and drool. you felt ethan hit the back of your throat, and breathing through your nose became harder and harder. you moaned around ethan, only heightening his pleasure. chad straightened his head and watched you choke around his roommate who wasn't as shy and dorky as mindy thought.

he smiled, and when one of his hands left your hip to wrap around you and caress your clit, you rolled your eyes back. you looked so dirty like that, eyes rolled to the back of your head, tears streaming down your cheeks with your mascara running, and with ethan's cock in your mouth.

ethan's eyes were dark, so dark, you looked so slutty like this that he started to loose his mind. ethan's left hand left your hair, but you could still feel your scalp burning under his grip, he caressed your face in a way that contrasted the way he pushed into your mouth, murmuring a soft "fuck" under his breath at how pretty you looked.

and then you looked up at ethan, continuing to take his cock deep into your throat as you tried to keep from coughing, he was big, stretching the sides of your mouth. when his eyes met yours, he smiled devilishly, and you felt a delicious sensation in your stomach as you watched him.

chad's hand caressed your back as he fucked you deliciously, making you moan, and with delicacy, he urged you to arch your back further so he could reach the angle he wanted.

“go on chad, fuck her harder, that slut is begging for it” said ethan while holding eyes contact with you.

ethan's words made your pussy throbbing, and you clenched so tightly around chad's cock that he hissed and started groaning again.

“this is what you want, baby? you want me to fuck you harder?”

you maintained eye contact with ethan, who raised an eyebrow at you, prompting you to respond. and then, you nodded, but this action only allowed ethan to reach the back of your throat so much deeper that you felt his balls slap your chin.

“right baby, anything for my good girl” praised chad

and he started to fuck you harder, making you scream around ethan's cock, sending vibrations around his member. your knees began to weaken as chad's new rhythm made them burn against the sheets.

chad grabbed the back of your neck and pushed you even deeper against ethan, for a moment you closed your eyes, feeling the air struggling to return to your body, you tried to control your gag reflex and ethan noticed that you took it without complaint despite the delicious pain that brought you nothing but pleasure, which earned you another caress on your cheek from the tall dark-haired man in front of you, a caress that made you send a look of adoration towards him, but this caress turned into a little tap, he was almost hitting you.

“good little bitch, taking it so well. just ours to use, uh ?”

when you didn't respond, too lost in the pleasure chad was bringing you behind you, when he slapped you on the ass, growling and murmuring praises at you, ethan snapped.

his hand behind your head began to gently grab your hair, and he pushed your head down on him in one fell swoop, making your eyes widen in panic as you looked up at him, alarmed. he bit his lip to try and hold back a smile at seeing you in such a state.

he wasn't moving, he was holding you down there. your nose against his pelvis, his pubic hair preventing you from breathing, his balls against your chin, with your drool dripping on them, holding you in a submissive position that was uncomfortable. a mischievous gleam shone in his dark eyes, as he watched the tears multiply in your eyes and run down your cheeks.

and just when you thought he couldn't get any deeper, he pushed your head down again, earning a gagging sound from you. you could feel your throat burning.

“uh ?” he repeat, while titling his head to the side.

you began to nod rapidly, hoping that he'd release you and give you time to breathe, but that panicked yet excited look in your tear-filled eyes made him want to cum. he raised his eyebrows again, not satisfied with your answer, you then understood that he wanted a verbal response, but your mouth was full of his cock. he loved to degrade you.

you tried to emit a “yes” around him, but your answer was distorted by the wet sound of your throat as you tried to speak against his pelvis. but he only laughed.

“what did you said ? i didn't catch that” teased ethan.

maintaining eye contact with your dom, you tried to repeat your answer, murmuring a “yes” once more, but you couldn't formulate an answer properly from your position, and that was exactly ethan's aim.

“oh, you wanna say something, fucktoy ?” humiliated ethan.

and then you couldn't breathe, you could feel your face turning red from lack of air. your hands urgently went to his thighs, which you slapped to let him know you had no more air. but how he liked that. you started trying to pull your mouth back, but you had no way out, you were pushing chad deeper into your cunt.

“oh ! where are you going? you're staying there, uh uh, keep choking on it. want you to fucking pass out on my dick when i cum.”

your nails were digging into his thighs, drawing crescent moons on his skin. you were whimpering, and he heard it very well. he was watching you cry, taking pleasure in it because he knew they were tears of pleasure. his hand was still in your hair, preventing you from escaping and keeping you against his pelvis, his hair was even starting to tickle your nose from trying to breathe through it.

you tried to open your mouth wide to gather air even with ethan in your throat, but this made more and more drool run down your neck through the corners of your mouth, and ethan was just laughing at you, you were ashamed to admit it but it turned you on even more, ethan being mean with you made you weak and needy.

you closed your mouth around him, giving him a fucked up gaze and you felt him contract in your mouth. he grinned, and pushing your head against him again, feeling his tip rub and hit the back of your throat, he took a moment to contemplate you and then, spit on your face, you closed your eyes, and he started thrusting in and out your throat again, continued to hold you down by your hair. you could hear him grunting little “shit” while he was in your throat, and it made you feel hot.

but chad, sensing you'd had enough, slipped his hand tenderly around your throat, and lifted you up onto all fours, helping you to pull yourself off ethan's cock despite him. ethan's hand then left your head following chad's gesture.

and you took deep breaths of fresh air, started coughing, and tried to breathe properly with chad whispering encouragement to you, he was always so sweet and soft with you while being dominant, you loved it.

“ethan come on, don't be mean with our girl, our sweet little thing, is that right, baby?”

chad leaned down, massaged your throat with his hand on it and kissed your neck, continuing to fuck you, feeling himself coming little by little.

ethan, meanwhile, watched you catch your breath, and ran his thumb over your swollen lips.

“well, it seem like our sweet little thing needs to be put in place”

I luv u and ur 2 Ethan landry fanfics, r u gonna make more soon?

thank you so much that’s just so kind ! and yeah, i’m gonna make more soon, about it, if anyone have any requests, let me know it would be great ! i’m open to anything, i'd love to have more ideas. thanks again, that’s so sweet, i’m glad you like it, luv you too <3

okay but- ghostface mattheo riddle ? do you hear me ?

Insane submissive and breedable bf when⁉️

He’s so shawty

#1 bf shawty ☆