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HOW DO PPL HAVE AN INBOX FULL OR REQUEST OMFGGG SEND ME SOME OR I'LL BREAK INTO UR HOUSE AND ROB U ILL WRITE ANYTHING IT DOESN'T EVEN NEED TO BE ABOUT STORIES JUST TALK TO ME IM SO BORED i kinda wanna start writing about tara from scream 6 but idk where to start

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ᴵ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ'ᵈ ˡᵒˢᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵇᵒᵈʸ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ | ᴱᵗʰᵃⁿ ᴸ.

⭢ In which: You find out who Ethan really is.

☆ | Warning(s):A little gore ig, cussing, Ethan being a bitch, 

☆ | note:Idk if i should make a part 2 anyways im back from the dead

☆ | gender: she/her (reader)

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“What do you mean us?” Tara asks.

After that sentence everything that has happened smacks me right in the face, Ghostface was in front of me all along.

The Ghostface takes off the mask revealing Ethan.

“No.” I whisper tears swell into my eyes, Tara looks just as shocked as me. “Surprise.” He says with little jazz hands.

“Mindy was right. It was easy to juke the roommate lottery. All I had to do to meet you was fuck someone from the group and room with a conceited conceding alpha, literally named Chad! Fuck it felt good to kill him!” Ethan explains.

“You mother fucker!” I yell grabbing the promise ring he brought me and throwing it at him.

“You wanna know the funny part?” Ethan says, “My name isn’t even Ethan Landry. Is it dad?” He says. Dad?.

“Wait, if it's you two that just leaves...” Sam trails off.

“Quinn.” I say.

“Mindy.” Sam says.

“Mindy would never.” The other masked person takes off the Ghostface mask. I was right.

“Hey, roomies.” Is the first thing Quinn says.

“You didn’t see that one coming did you?” She asks “You fucking died?” Tara says “Kinda didn’t.”

“It was a good way to get off the suspect list.” She says proudly.

They then go on explaining who got whose mask till eventually detective bailey if that's even his real name comes up to Sam with her father's mask and hands it out to her “I’m gonna need you to put it on.” He says. Sam looks at him disgusted.

Sam looked as if she was about to cry.

“Fuck you.” I say smacking the mask out of his hand, suddenly a cold knife swings at my arm cutting it open. 

I yell out in shock.

I over to a smiling Ethan with a now bloody knife.

“Stay the fuck back!” Tara yells as they start to circle us like prey.  “What is this? You did this as a family?” Sam asks.

“Yea bitch, you should know better than anyone.” Quinn says “They’re still not getting it.” Ethan laughs.

That’s when everything clicked together.

“Ethan Kirsch, Quinn Kirsch, and Wayne Kirsch.” I say. “There's my girl.” Ethan says proudly reaching out to hold my face, “Don’t fucking touch me.” I slap his hand away.

“You’re Riches family.” Sam realizes. “Took long enough.” Quinn rolls her eyes. 

“Ding ding!” Ethan says shoving his knife into sam shoulder, she screams out in pain, Tara grabs both of us and we start running

“Tonight Sam, you’re going to be punished.” Bailey says.

“For what!” She yells “For killing our brother!” Quinn says. 

They wanted revenge because they think Sam killed Richie. Well, she did but it was for a good cause.

“Your brother was a fucking psycho!” I yell, “Like you’re any different.” Ethan chuckled from behind me making me whio my head in his direction.

“I’m not a fucking psycho!” I yell shoving Ethan, He got right back up plunging his knife into my stomach “I think we both know that's not true.” He whispers in my ear taking out the knife making a nasty wet sound.

“Y/n!” Sam says after I collapse.

The only way out of this is to fight.

I start hyperventilating on the floor I hear footsteps getting closer to me, “Aww, is the poor thing crying.” Quinn teases.

“You wish, bitch.” I grab the closest thing near me, A brick.

I jump up and slam it into Quinn's head some of her teeth fly out. “Run!” Sam yells. 

Suddenly gunshots go off, I see Kirby holding the gun. Wayne is on the floor bleeding out.

“Sam come on!” I yell holding my stomach.

Ethan tackles Kirby to the ground.

Sam grabs the brick I hit Quinn with and she hits Ethan over the head with it. Tara drags me towards a ladder-looking thing and tells me to climb it.

I hear screaming, I whip my head around and I see Sam stabbing Ethan multiple times, something in my heart aches for him. He’s not the Ethan I know anymore.

“Y/n hurry up!” Tara says causing me to go back to what I was doing.

Once I make it up I help Tara and now Sam up.

We have to walk on the edge of the balcony to reach the floor, Sam was in front of me and Tara was behind me.

Then a gunshot goes off hitting me in my arm causing my foot to slip. I fly off the edge of the balcony.

“Y/n!” Sam and Tara yell. Sam catches my hand, “Shit!” I groan in pain my bullet wound leaking blood.

I look down to see a smirking Ethan and a laughing Wayne.

“Get her.” Wayne tells Ethan.

“You’re slipping.” Sam says, all the blood from holding the stab wound is on my hands still wet.

I look down again just in time to see Ethan swing a knife at my legs, I scream lifting up my legs causing him to miss.

Ethan keeps swinging towards my legs, “Come on let me stick something in you, again.” Ethan says.

“Fuck you!” I yell trying my best to hold on to Sam.

“Sam.” I say “Yea?” She says, I look at her with sorrow.

Like she read my mind her face changes completely “Let me go.” I tell her. I could at least try to land on Ethan.

“No. No!” Sam says “Let me go.” I look at the knife on her side. She gets it. “Try to grab my hand.” Tara comes up reaching out for her hand.

Tara smoothly grabbed the knife from Taras pocket.

“Come on, baby.” Ethan calls.

“Will you shut the fuck up!” I yell from above him.

I reach out for Tara's hand, before I can grab her hand My hands slipped from Sam’s, just like I planned.

“No!” Sam yells.

The first thing I feel when I fall is a sharp pain in my back most likely Ethan's knife.

I’m not dead tho so that’s good, I guess.

I feel two arms wrap around me and I slam into the ground. “Fucking asshole.” I groan.

Ethan turns me on my back.

I grab the knife that Tara gave me. I kick him in his knee making him fall.

I get up and lift up my arms holding the knife with both hands.

The knife then sinks into Ethan's chest killing him.

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I sit on the couch watching my tv with everyone.

While changing the channels the news catches my attention.

“Wayne Kirsch and Quinn Kirsch's bodies found at the crime scene of the 2023 Ghostface killings.”

or so I thought.

[ethanlandryshotwife]

Can you do a Xavier Thorpe x reader when she have a teddy bear and present it to him because she is a little bit bubbly. Please 😊🧸

⭢ In which: You see a cute teddy bear in a store and immediately think of him<3

☆ | Warning(s):No warnings<3

☆ | note:TYSMMM IVE BEEN WAITING FOR A SOTRY REQUEST

☆ | gender: she/her (reader)

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A cute brown fluffy teddy bear catches my eye. Its green eyes are shining in the light. The eyes remind me of Xavier.

He would love this.

He's always the one to get me gifts maybe it's time to return the favor.

I grab the teddy bear and put it in my basket. I also grab his favorite chocolates.

I excitedly paid for all of my things. I can't wait to see his pretty face light up when I give him my gifts.

I speed to Nevermore.

I park my car messy not really caring. I grab the bags and happily skip to his dorm room.

I knock on his door. He opens the door.

"Hey, baby." He says pulling me in for a hug and a kiss. "Hii," I reply.

I walk into his dorm room putting down my bags "I got something for you." I bounce up and down "You know you don't need to get me anything." He says smiling.

"I don't care. Open it." I say basically throwing the bag at him. He laughs at my eagerness.

First, he pulls out the teddy bear. His face lights up. "The eyes reminded me of you." I tell him. "You're too good for me." He says.

He presses his soft lips to mine.

"That's not all I got you keep looking." I say.

He pulls out his favorite chocolate. "Thank you. I love you." He says and wraps me in a hug. I kiss him.

[ethanlandryshotwife]

Hey

HIIII i love ur pfp sm its so cute

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SEND ME REQUEST OMG

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Epic failure!

When all this drama started, it became obvious very quickly that the goal for these girls was to turn everyone, fans or not, against Percy.

It had nothing to do with justice. No crimes or slights were actually committed. It was a childish, high school vendetta by a few unpopular girls who were angry that their crush didn’t love them back.

So they set out to “destroy” him. To end his career, ruin his relationships and permanently damage his public reputation.

And yes, they appeared to have succeeded for a while as the cancel Percy hashtag started to trend. But when the dust settled it became obvious that the only people on their bandwagon were people who never liked him to begin with.

The shitshow sisters failed to actually turn anyone against Percy. His haters always existed. New potential fans saw through it and didn’t give a damn. And his existing fans, well, it only made us more protective. It had the opposite effect of what they intended. He hasn’t lost jobs, in fact he’s signing contracts and winning awards. His friends didn’t desert him, they’re subtly defending him and supporting him. Their little cancel party failed. They failed.

They’re going to keep trying - pathological people don’t give up so easy. But all they’ll continue to succeed in doing is making us more and more protective. The Mama bears have been provoked, the evil vengeful spirits have been summoned. They can continue to try, but they’ll just keep failing.

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idk

someone give me something to write literally anything i will write it i need to start writing again.

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OMGMIMSKA

I just finished the summer i turned pretty and i cant stop crying like someone help

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Taking request for this fine man right here🙏🙏

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IM NOT DEAD IVE BEEN GONE FOR DECADES I HAVE NO MOTIVATION BUT IMA POST HOW I FEEL OR JUST RANDOM STUFF IDK

[ethanlandryshotwife]

Writing for my man right here🤭🤭

[ethanlandryshotwife]

𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝//𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐞

SUMMARY:You don’t usually get scared watching horror movies but when you don’t have Xavier is to busy sleeping to hold you throughout the scary parts you wake him up.

PAIRING:Xavier Thorpe x Reader

WARNING:Grammar mistakes, talks about blood n stuff.

Request:”Can I request her and Xavier watching a horror movie together in his dorm ( she doesn’t usually get scared ) but smth about this movie scared her and she acted brave till the movie was over and Xavier fell asleep she couldn’t and got scared so she woke him up”

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“I’m not scared.” You reply smacking Xavier’s shoulders as he has his arms around you. “Yea right.” He smirks.

The gorey scene in front of you makes you cringe. You were never a fan of blood. 

“I’m tired.” Xavier says yawning into your shoulder. “We can go to sleep once the movie is over, if you want.” You suggest. He nods in response.

About 5 minutes later Xavier had fallen asleep, he tossed and turned in his sleep. He faced away from you unwrapping his arms around you.

You didn’t want to be to clingy, so you just let him sleep. 

You started getting a weird pit in your stomach basically being alone and watching a scary movie.

All the sudden a girl with blood all over her face screaming bloody murder pops up on the screen, causing you to jump in fear.

Xavier groans and moves a little bit.

You sigh. Its all fake, you tell yourself. 

A few minutes go by and you keep getting even more scared by the minute. You don’t know where the remote is.

Eventually it got to the point where you wanted to wake up Xavier. You couldn’t get yourself to do it.

He was already complaining how tired he was just nearly an hour ago. You were almost an adult you could do this, you told your self.

You tried looking for the remote but it basically disapeared. Xavier must’ve been laying on it.

A few minutes go by. You finally decided to wake up Xavier.

“Xavier?” You said shaking him shoulder lightly. He groans. “Yea?” He responded half awake.

“Um- where is the remote?” You ask him. All the sudden you hear him chuckling “what is so funny?” You ask him crossing your arms.

“You got scared, didn’t you?” He laughs. You roll your eyes.

He takes that as a yes. “Aww.” He says wrapping him arms around you. “Shut up.” You say with a huff.

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Sorry that took me like 5 years to write😭

[ethanlandryshotwife]

Sorry to the people who actually cares if I post I’ve been very busy at school and I’ve been worn out but I’m going to try to push my self to still write<3 (I might only write in the weekends)

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Nightmares // Xavier Thorpe

About: Xavier isn't the only one with nightmares. Luckily, he has a solution that can take away your fear.

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: None

Your footsteps are heavy as you run with all your might through the forest. You can hear the monster behind you; so close you can feel its hot, wet, and stinky breath skimming over your shoulders. Panting, you don’t stop until you trip over a tree root, flying through the air and hitting the ground hard.

The large monster towers over you now, fangs dripping with saliva and long limbs reaching for you. It shrieks in delight at catching its prey, and it leans down to devour you-

You wake with a start, your skin hot and clammy, someone else’s hand on your arm, shaking you.

“Woah, easy there,” Xavier says as your elbow shoots towards him instinctively. “You were having a nightmare.”

“Yeah. Not unusual.” You mutter back, resting your head in your hands, a headache pounding between your eyes.

Your bed dips as he sits on the edge. You look up at him after a moment, the bags under your eyes as heavy as your head.

“What was it about?” His voice is softer now.

“Why do you care, Xavier? You don’t even like me. Why are you even awake?” You shoot back, and he rubs the back of his neck.

It’s not like you were wrong. It was apparent that the two of you didn’t spend much time together for a reason. You annoyed each other. You were constantly fighting to be the best at a certain subject or to see who would get the better grade. The fact that you are forced to spend the evenings together in your shared room didn’t help.

“I-I had a nightmare, too.” He admits to you, a grimace on his face. “And come on, don’t be like that. I’m just trying to help.”

“There’s nothing you can do to help, Xavier. It was a monster. Chasing me through the forest.” You shrug, running a hand through your hair.

Xavier stands up at that, the metal springs of your bed creaking, as he moves to his desk. He pulls out his sketchbook and flips to a page.

“Is this the monster?” He points to a picture of the Hyde, and you shake your head. He sits in his chair, grabbing his pencil then. “What did it look like?”

“Why?”

“Because I have an idea.” His eyes sparkle as he looks back at you.

You relay the information to him, trying to explain each detail you can remember about the monster. From its large, pointy fangs, to the hair growing in patches on its body. You tell him about the large limbs and claws that could shred through you with one swipe.

When he’s finished, he turns his sketchbook to face you, and there it was. Your heart drops, and you nod immediately.

“That’s it. That’s my monster.” You tell him, swallowing harshly.

“Come here.” He stands, offering you the chair to sit in.

You gradually get up, unable to help being curious as to what he’s got planned. You sit in the seat and look into the monster’s eyes. A shiver goes down your spine as if it was here in the room with you.

“I used to do this all the time when I was a kid.” Xavier explains, sitting on the edge of his desk. “I still sometimes do, if something is really bothering me. When I would have nightmares, they’d be so terrifying, that I would draw them. And when I drew them, I’d bring them to life.”

“You’re not bringing this one to life, are you?” Your heart drops again, and your stomach gets uneasy.

You're about to push away from his desk and move as far away from his sketchbook as you can get when he continues.

“Hold on. I used to bring them to life so that I could smash them. So I could be the one in control. And it helped. It made me less scared.” He says, his voice gentle as he looks into your eyes. “I’d draw it small so it couldn’t hurt me. Just like this one.”

He nods to the drawing.

“So you want me to just…smack it?” You ask him, trying to understand him.

Xavier grins at that, and flips to another page in his book, where there’s a drawing of a spider. With a swish of his hand, it comes to life, crawling on the paper, towards you. Before it gets to you, he brings his hand down on it, and it disappears with a puff of charcoal. The drawing is now a smudge on the paper.

“I promise it feels good.”

After a few seconds, you start to nod.

“I’ll try it.” You try to sound confident but can feel it start to slip away when he flicks through his book back to the page with your monster. “So you just…”

Xavier’s hand comes over the drawing, and suddenly the monster moves off the page, hissing and shrieking. If you weren’t so traumatized by your dream, you might think this miniature version is adorable. It starts for you, and you back up a little at the sudden movement. It continues its shrieks, getting louder by the second. Your hand shakes as you slam it down, ruining the monster and the drawing simultaneously.

The leftover charcoal on the paper is the only reminder of the monster, and that brings you a bit of comfort. You’re surprised that this method worked, and you look up at Xavier, who’s smiling smugly down at you.

“Feels good, huh?” He questions, and you roll your eyes.

“Shut up, “ You immediately respond, and he shuts his sketchbook. You’re quiet for a few moments before sighing and moving back toward your bed. The next words feel like they’re forced out of you, but you know that they need to be said. “Thank you.”

Feeling tired again, you settle back into your pillows, and he turns off the light on his desk. The only light now being the moonlight filtering in through the windows.

You can hear him settling into his own bed, a sigh leaving his lips as his head hits the cool side of his pillow.

“What about your nightmare?” You realize, your voice trailing over to him and bringing a smile to his lips.

“There’s always tomorrow night.” He murmurs, pulling the covers tighter around him. “Sleep better.”

“Goodnight, Xavier.”

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𝐌𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐡'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭<𝟑

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𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐞☆

All I wanted was you

Painting

Fighting lessons

Weathervane

Morning

I’m not scared

Teddy bear

Send me request<3

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐭★

White (Smut)

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𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤☆

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𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐘★

I’d never dream that I’d lose somebody like you

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Making a masterlist so I can feel special<3