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Please please please pleaseeeeee✨

Just do Ethan Landry smut🫶 xxxx

˚｡⋆𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑭𝑬𝑪𝑻 𝑩𝑶𝒀 . . . you and your best friend, Ethan decide to study together for a while, but it turns into something more. nsfw content warning

warnings: smut, p in v, oral (m and f receiving), foreplay

You and Ethan had been good friends for a while. He had gotten comfortable with you and you got comfortable with him. What he didn’t know though, was that you had feelings for him.

As much as he complained about not having a girlfriend or not being able to have girls talk to him, he was completely oblivious to your compliments and praise. Sure, he would get flustered over it but he didn’t think it was anything but you being a good friend.

You felt like you couldn’t hold yourself in anymore, so, you decided to invite Ethan over to study with you. You did need the help, but as well as you wanted to tell him how you truly felt.

“So, why’s Y/N Inviting you over again?” Chad chimes in, looking over Ethan’s shoulder, most likely trying to irritate him. “She asked me to come over and help her with her chemistry homework, Chad. It’s nothing more, can you step asking about it?” He frowns, looking towards Chad with crimson ears. “Sure, nothing more.”

Chad walks back into his own room, beginning some sort of video game with his other friends online before Ethan sighs. He made sure he had everything set and ready before he would leave.

“Textbook, pencil, paper, phone, keys…” He counted in his head, considering how forgetful he can be. He nodded to assure himself, walking towards the door and locking it behind him before calling to his roommate. “I’ll be back in about two hours, I’ll see you later!” He immediately gets a response back.

“Okay, let me know how it goes!” Ethan rolls his eyes to his friend’s teasing words before shutting the door.

You paced around the room nervously, flicking your tongue as your thoughts ran. Oh God, how? How were you going to tell him? The poor boy thinks the two of you are just going to study. How will he react? Well, you know for a fact he won’t react angrily or disgusted. Or at least you’d hope not. He wouldn’t break your heart purposely, would he?

You’re set back to reality, hearing a soft knock at your door. You inhale and exhale, padding over to the door and turning the knob. You’re met with Ethan. He always looked so adorable to you. His hair always a damn mess, some outmoded looking shirt thrown on, and that captivating smile that you just couldn’t get enough of.

“Hey Ethan,” You smile anxiously, opening the door wider to allow him to step into the dorm.

“Hey Y/N!” He grins. That was something that gave you hope that maybe he liked you like you liked him. He was always happy to see you. If he’s from afar, he won’t stop waving at you until you notice or see him. If you’re eye range, he’ll smile and greet you in a blissful tone.

“How have you been doing?” You ask. Your voice was quieter than usual as you spoke.

“I’ve been pretty good, what about you? Did you get a call back from that Job Interview yet?” He tilted his head off to the side, generally curious to hear you speak.

“Oh, I haven’t got a call back yet.”

His smile fades slightly before he placed his hand on your shoulder. “I’m sure they’ll call you soon, you’re a great person to hire! You’re hardworking, fun to be around-“

“You think that?”

“Of course I do! Who wouldn’t?” He chuckles, beginning to open his bag and set the books down. “So, you ready to start?” He asks.

“Yeah, sorry.” You nod, immediately seating in front of him on the table.

You were so angry with yourself. Your mind kept drifting and drifting away from the task in front of you. Your eyes would switch between the book and his face as he spoke with ease. He was currently explaining a problem to you, to which you obviously weren’t paying attention.

“Ethan.”

He lifts his head, those big eyes of his staring up at you. He seemed to be slightly concerned now, waiting for you to tell him if something was wrong.

“I need to tell you something.” You swallow hard, shaking slightly as you stare at him.

“What is it? Is everything okay?” He asks, his tone dropping with worry.

“I’m in love with you.”

Everything goes silent. Quieter than a damn library. He stared at you, a shocked expression. You immediately started to mentally panic, waving your hands around in the air.

“I’m so sorry, Ethan, I should have never said anything. I-“ Your words are cut off by his hands cupping your face, caressing your cheeks along his fingers.

“It’s okay.”

“It’s okay? You aren’t mad or anything?” You ask to which he immediately shakes his head.

“Of course not. I- I think I feel the same way.” He blurts out, swallowing roughly as you did. Your gaze softened, slowly leaning in until his nose was almost touching yours.

“Can I?” He asks, biting his lower lip in anticipation and almost eagerness. His eyes didn’t leave yours or your lips once. You agreed, nodding your head slowly before he leans in too, finally attaching his lips to yours.

You were finally kissing him. You were finally kissing Ethan. The boy you were in love with for so long. The boy that you thought about in class, before you went to bed, and waking up for the day. The kiss wasn’t even so intimate first, but just the realization of finally getting what you had been waiting for made you moan against his lips.

His eyes fluttered shut, deepening the kiss. You could tell he didn’t really know what he was doing, but he was trying. He was trying for you. And that made it worth everything. You pulled away, panting as you tried to rebuild your composure.

“More…” He whined, panting as much as you were. You smiled at the sight. It was something that you only would see in your dreams or thoughts, but now it was finally happening. You took his hand, gesturing for him to stand. He immediately does, following you to what looked to be a bedroom. You close the door shut, locking it. You certainly did not want to be interrupted by your roommates coming home or something of that sort.

You lightly pushed him to his back on the bed, straddling him eagerly. You began to kiss him again, his hands moving to your hips. Your hands started to unbutton the baby blue shirt he had on, sliding it over his head and throwing it to the side.

He looked down nervously. “I’m sorry, I know I’m not that muscular or-“ You shut him up by kissing his soft lips for a good second before pulling away and letting your hands stay firm above his shoulders. “You’re perfect.” You let out a breathy moan.

He was right, he wasn’t beefy, nor ripped, or any of that sort. But you didn’t care. He was your boy. Your perfect boy. And there was nothing or anyone that could change that. He internally smiled at your words, feeling more comfortable and confident in where he stood now.

You slowly slid over your shirt, along with your shorts. He stared at you timidly. His face was bright red as he continued to look at you. “You’re so beautiful.” He sighed, accidentally bucking his hips into the air at the sight of you. “I’m sorry. That was so embarrassing—“

“It’s okay, it’s cute.” You giggled airily. You get on your knees in front of him, pulling your hair back. He swallows, immediately feeling his cock harden in his pants. You rubbed your hand back and forth over his bulge, instantly feeling him twitch and groan.

You started to unbuckle his belt, along with the zipper, pulling his pants to his thighs. Just enough for access.

“Y/N, wait.” He whined, looking down at you with hitched breath. “Are you okay?” You ask, immediately taking your hands away, worried that he changed his mind and didn’t feel comfortable.

“It’s not..it’s not that big. And if you don’t wanna”

You shook your head, immediately understanding what he was worried about and placing your hands on his inner thighs. “Ethan, it doesn’t matter to me what size you are. I…I love you. I love you for who you are, not what your body is.” His lips parted in surprise, not being able to get a single word in before you placed your hands at the waistband of his boxers.

“I wanna make you feel good.” You hum, looking up at him, as if asking for permission to continue. He nods. You pulled his briefs down to his thighs as well. His breath hitches, feeling the cold air hit his bright pink tip. He gripped the sheets for dear life. You slowly leaned in closer, lolling out your tongue and kitten licking his cockhead. You could have sworn you saw him go cross eyed before his head fell back, his lips parting and letting out a series of whimpers and moans. You grin in pride, beginning to take him in your mouth.

His chest heaves up and down, still gripping the sheets tightly to the point his knuckles were nearly going white. He began to buck up into your throat, making you gag slightly. He hissed, pulling back. “Fuck, I’m so sorry”

You could possibly laugh at how whiny and out of it he was if your mouth wasn’t being stuffed full with his cock right now. You shook your head lightly. You began to suck him off once more, feeling his tip hit the back of your throat. He gasps, his hand immediately going to grip your hair as gently as he could at the moment.

“Shit shit, I’m gonna cum. Can I please come down your throat? Please..” He whimpered, his hips thrusting into your mouth. You hummed happily in agreement, your nails digging into the soft skin of his thighs.

His eyes roll back, releasing a fat load past your lips. He uncontrollably twitched, and whined, slowly taking his hand off of your head. “I love you, I love you, I love you..” He repeated, as if he was a trance. You slowly got up from your position, whipping off the extra semen with the back of your palm. You press a kiss to lips, allowing him to taste himself. He moans at the taste of your lips again, as well as the mix of the liquid.

You both seemed to be out of breath, that being you were caught off guard when you felt him flip you onto your back and on the bed. He immediately noticed the wet spot between your legs. Ethan slowly rubbed and squished the skin on your thighs, slightly spreading them more apart. He lowered his head, sliding your panties up and leaving them at your knees.

“Ethan, you don’t have to do that.” You were about to speak once more before something long and wet against your folds. You gasp, letting your head fall back into the pillows. You wrapped your legs around his head, your panties now at your ankle. He slowly flicked his tongue between your pussy, making you whine in pleasure. Your hand trailed down into his messy curls, tugging slightly as he continued to pleasure you.

As much pleasure it brought to you, it brought to him as well. The sight, looking up to see your head thrown back or biting your lip and smiling down at you. It made his cock twitch from underneath him, pathetically trying to hump the mattress. His mouth moved up to your clit, wrapping his lips and sucking smoothly.

“Oh fuck, keep going, Ethan” Your moans and pleads only edged him on more, determined to make you finish on his face. His tongue moved and swirled against your hole, making your hand grip tightly. You gasp, crying out in pleasure as you squirted.

He happily lapped up your juices, licking his lips before bringing his head back up. “Your pussy tastes even better than I imagined.” He panted, keeping your legs spread apart. You giggle softly, breathing heavily from the intense pleasure. “I could say the same about you..” You compliment.

He placed himself in between your heat, staring down at you. He moves the hair from your face in amazement at how beautiful you look to him. “pretty girl..” He sighs, beginning to suckle against your neck, running his tip up and down your folds. You twitch at the feeling, wrapping your legs around his torso.

“are you okay? You still wanna do this?” He asks, looking down at you, to which you nod. He slowly began to push inside of you, immediately gasping at feeling. He stays still for about a minute, trying to control his breathing. He starts to move once more, rocking his hips inside of you slowly. You felt so perfect to him. Your gummy walls tightening around him more and more by the second, your sweet moans mixed with his whines and groans filling the entire room.

He finally felt his strength start to regain, giving him more confidence to start moving at faster pace. So he did, making you moan more.

You’d let him fuck you for as long as he wanted if it meant the two of you would stay this close. You smelled and took in his musk as he took in your delicious aroma that he too couldn’t get enough of.

Your bodies jolted with each movement, the small blanket covering your lower halves. “Y-You’re so perfect..you know that? I love you..perfect girl..perfect pussy..” He groans, letting his head fall into your neck. You giggle at his words and fucked out tone. “I love you too..so much..perfect boy..”

“Come with me.” He whines, lifting his head back up to stare down at you. “Fuck..” His hands move from above your shoulders to holding onto your palms.

You both cry out in ecstasy, finishing together. His cum spills inside of you, filling you whole. Even though his cock was still stuffed inside you, his load still oozed out, staining the sheets. The feeling of you squirting once more, on his cock made him semi hard again.

Ethan pants heavily, as you do the same. You didn’t say anything and neither did he. You only stared into each other’s eyes, letting your bodies stick up together. He falls down onto the bed beside you, immediately clinging to you. You laugh quietly at this, wrapping your hands around his head as he stuffed his face into your chest comfortably.

You felt as if nothing to separate the two of you now, and he felt the same way. Nothing else mattered.

I’m so sorry I haven’t been writing lately😭 I hope you enjoyed this though!

#☄︎. *. ⋆ — 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 ׅ ♱#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #scream vi #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x you #jack champion #ethan kirsch #ethan landry fluff

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UGH ETHAN TAKING CARE OF HIS GF ON HER PERIOD THATS WHAT IM THINKING RN

I love this idea, peach! Thanks for the request!

⋆ ˒ ༉ 𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑽𝑶𝑼𝑺 . . . ethan takes care of you while you’re on your period

warnings: none, just fluffy fluff!

You were in a lot of pain. You also felt horrible on top of that. You were supposed to go to a party your friend, Tara had invited you to with Ethan. But you felt like you just couldn’t get up from your bed. Your cramps were making you feel like shit, as if you were paralyzed from the hip and down.

You suddenly felt a door open, it was Ethan. You never really liked telling Ethan when you were on your period, because he always try too hard to make things better. He didn’t know much (at all) about periods. So he treated it as if you were injured. You looked behind you, not moving your body the other way.

“Hey babe! Everything okay? I thought you would have been ready to go by now.” He tilted his head towards you. You didn’t turn to face him, only staying curled up into a ball under your blanket.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” He now sounded concerned, walking towards you gingerly. He sat next to you, your back still facing him as he slowly pushed your hair out of your face. “Can you please tell me what’s wrong?” He frowned, trying to comfort you, although he had no idea what was going on.

“I don’t feel well.” You answered, your voice barely above a whisper. He frowned again, slowly picking you up from the bed so now you were curled up in his lap. “We don’t have to go, okay? I wanna help you, I just need to know what’s wrong.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek and ran his big fingers through your hair softly.

“I just..it’s embarrassing.” You avoided his gaze. It truly was embarrassing for you. You could go through it a hundred times with him and it would still be embarrassing. He shook his head slightly, his eyes not leaving you once. “It’s okay. Look, I just wanna help you, baby. I’m not going to think it’s weird or anything.” At his comforting words, you finally gave in to tell him why you didn’t feel well.

“I’m on my period.” You blurted out, to which he just stared at you. “Babe, that’s what you thought was embarrassing?” He caressed your cheek softly, placing a light kiss to your lips. You felt better almost immediately, kissing him back. “It’s not?” You asked and he shook his head again.

Ethan rocked you slowly in his arms, placing warm kisses over your neck and cheeks. “No, it’s not. It’s a normal thing, after all. We don’t need to go. Were going to stay home.” You nodded in agreement.

“I’m gonna make you some soup. Just rest here. I can put on a movie and then we’ll go to sleep.” He slowly lifted your body again and laid you back down, placing a kiss to your forehead. “Okay..”

“I love you, baby. You don’t ever need to be embarrassed about something like that, okay?”

AHHH I LOVED THIS REQUEST SO MUCH

#☄︎. *. ⋆ — 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 ׅ ♱#ethan landry x you #ethan landry fluff #ethan kirsch #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry #scream #scream vi #jack champion #screaming #ghostface #jack champion x reader #jack champion x y/n

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⋆｡˚꩜ 𝑺𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 . . . rick may be cold and distant at times, but oh how he loves and appreciates you.

warnings: slightly heated kiss, but that’s about it!

(era is around season six!)

You had been with your group for a while now. You met everyone back at the farm. Where you were seen in the woods by Dale. You were devastated when you saw him bitten by a walker. After all, if it wasn’t for him, you wouldn’t be with the people that you were so grateful to be with now. Everyday after that, you felt guilty about his death. Everyone else thought you would have needed space, but someone decided to ask how you had been holding up. The leader of that group, or at least who everyone listened to. Rick, Rick Grimes, you learned his name second after your wounds were treated. Though he was the one who was most skeptical of you, he talked to you the most.

You always felt you owed that to him, not only did he keep you and everyone safe, he always cared enough to ask about you. So, the day his wife died, you were there for him just as much. He was grateful to you for that. He was especially grateful that you gave some time for him to be alone when he asked you to. Though mainly, he was beholden with how much you showed concern and heed towards his children. You had also comforted Carl, his son, that day. Carl had always been fond of you, he liked spending time with you, when you let him be there in the kitchen while you cooked. You helped Beth and Maggie take care of Judith, his daughter, when she was born. You carried her, fed her, and played with her. You were never asked to do these things, but you wanted to. You’d even stay up with Rick sometimes to take care of Judith so he could sleep at least a little.

Rick could never actually repay you for how much you’ve always been a great friend and help to him. But he tries.

Now, you actually had a “home” to fully do what you wanted to, to help . . .

You watched over the window, Carl giggling and laughing with Judith. Dinner had already been prepared with Carol’s help. You didn’t find taking care of them an issue or a chore. You didn’t feel liks you actually were forced to do it. You loved being with Carl and Judith. They had to have been the most kindest and good natured children you’ve seen. A part of you, deep down, wishes you could have done this in a normal world. You also felt it was wrong to think that, which is why you never told anyone that.

You felt a soft tap to your shoulder and you turned around. Rick, with a content expression behind you. “It smells good in the kitchen,” He chuckled, which you smiled at. “Thank you, I was just waiting for everyone to come and eat.” He nodded.

There was an awkward silence in the room, a tension if you will. Rick finally spoke. “You know, I’m really amazed by everything you do for me.” You tilted your head in a manner of confusion. “Oh Rick, it’s not a problem really,” He shook his head. “I truly am. Carl tells me everyday how great you are. He loves you.” Your face turned to a look of surprise. “You don’t need to over exaggerate.” You giggled, noticing Rick was slightly closer to you. “I do what I can.” You say, barely above a whisper. Rick was now looking down at you, your chest nearly pressed up against his. You were about to speak again, before you were caught off with Rick’s lips meeting yours.

Your eyes batted in surprise, but you didn’t pull away. You felt frozen just for a few seconds. You let your arms wrap around his neck, kissing him back. Your back was against the counter, he was about to hold your thighs to put you on top of it. Though that was interrupted by Carl barging into the room, you gasped quietly and pulled away. You slightly pushed Rick by his chest, making sure to not use any actual force. He has gotten the hint, stepping away and now only next to you. The room was silence as Carl looked at the two of you with suspicion. “Are you guys okay?” He asked with a raised eyebrow, Judith in his arms. You both nodded at the same time. “Of course, Carl, we’re just having a serious conversation. Do you mind go getting Judith’s small chair?”

He nodded slowly, still looking at the two of you as he walked away. You let out an exhale of relief. “That was..”

“Yeah..”

“I also..love you.”

You turned your head immediately to face Rick after he spoke. His hands were at his hips, nervously waiting for your reaction. “I love you too.”

“But I think, we should give this time before we tell him..” Rick nodded at your words, pressing a kiss to your cheek before walking away to help Carl with Judith. Did that really just happen? You thought to yourself. You weren’t complaining though.

This was a request from my last post, hope this was what you meant, Peach! <3

#☄︎. *. ⋆ — 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 ׅ ♱#reqs open #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes #the walking dead #rick grimes fluff #this is so sweet I’m gonna die #amc the walking dead #rick grimes smut #andrew lincoln #rick grimes x you #rick grimes x y/n

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PEOPLE PLEASEEE GIVE ME REQUESTS IM THIRSTY !!

#☄︎. *. ⋆ — 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 ׅ ♱#ethan landry #ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #scream vi #the walking dead #daryl dixon x reader #rick grimes smut #rick grimes x reader #daryl dixon smut #creepypasta #ticci toby smut #ticci toby x reader #eyeless jack x reader #jeff the killer x reader #mindy meeks x reader #tara carpenter

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Nobody:

The smuts and fics in my drafts

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i just need to sit on ethan’s lap while he kisses me slowly 💔 . (i’m delusional) (this is a request)

I feel you peach 😔

⋆｡˚ 𝑭𝑨𝑽𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑨𝑻 . . . ethan just couldn’t keep his hands off of you. nsfw content warning

warnings: not really smut, sorry! grinding, make out session, let me know if I missed anything!

This definitely didn’t go as planned. You were supposed to watch a horror movie with Ethan tonight. But instead, you were on top of him, kissing him hungrily. You weren’t even fully sure how it happened, but it did. The popcorn abandoned on the floor and movie playing static in the background which you could barely hear over your filthy thoughts. His hand was placed just barely underneath your breast. You always wanted to feel how his hair felt, and now you do. Your fingers gripped and stroked through his soft curls.

“shit.” He mumbled against your lips, every now and then he let out a cute whine that you could barely contain yourself. You moved your hips slowly against his, causing him to groan. You giggled at his reaction. You could feel his growing boner from under you, and God, did he feel big. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard before..” He whispered, staring up at you. “Ethan!” You laughed, to which his face went a deep shade of red. “I didn’t mean to say that aloud.” He laughed nervously with you. You hummed, pushing him on his back to the couch. He huffed, feeling you sit back down on him. “You can keep quiet, right?” You asked teasingly, he nodded frantically. “Good.”

Those nods were a lie though, next day, his roommate came up to the two of you with an awkward expression. “Can you two keep it down next time? You know, some of us are actually trying to sleep.”

sorry this was short 😭

#☄︎. *. ⋆ — 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 ׅ ♱#ethan kirsch #ethan landry x you #ethan landry fluff #ethan landry smut #scream vi #scream 6 #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #jack champion #im going insane #i’m going feral

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⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑻𝒀 𝑩𝑶𝒀 . . . ethan had been crushing on you ever since he saw you. but he has yet to find out who you truly are. 𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴.

warnings : blood, smut with little plot, knife play, bondage, orgasm denial, somnophilia, p in v sex, small amount of violence. please tell me if I missed anything!

Ethan was completely infatuated with you. There was just no other way to put it. Ever since he saw you, you were all he could think about. You were one of the survivors of the 2022 Woodsboro Massacre. But unfortunately, you got a lot of backlash. Your sister, Amber Freeman was the 8th revealed Ghostface killer. Everyone thought that you would end up just like her. But the thing is, those accusations were correct. You were angered at the fact that you had to loose your beloved sister. The two of you were so close. Luckily, you could keep the sweetheart act on. You stayed calm and polite towards everyone. That was something Ethan loved about you. But then again, he would still be drooling over you even if you weren’t.

It was around two in the morning, everyone was asleep by now. You had your mask on, and the black robe. You made sure your boots made barely any noise against the floor. You scanned through the windows, looking for something to signal you that you were looking into Ethan’s room.. You knew you would find it, because he always left his window opened. “What an idiot,”you thought. But you liked it, you liked how much he would defend you. Anytime anyone would accuse you of possibly becoming a killer just as your sister did, he immediately shut it down. “Guys seriously, it’s not her. She was with me the entire night! And besides, she would never do something like that!” Poor thing. He may have been smart in academics, but in real life situations..he was completely clueless. What would he do without you protecting him? You finally found his window, of course the curtains were open. You grinned at that. You slowly crawled up the ladder that was placed there. You had your knife in hand, opening the window slowly and sliding it back down once you were in.

You were immediately met with Ethan’s sleeping form. He looked so cute, so relaxed. His hair was all in his face, his shirt slightly lifted from him shifting in his sleep. You had to hold in a moan from the sight of his chest. You slowly walked towards the bed, staring and over him. How could he not feel you there? Was he that deep into sleep? Or was he just that clueless? You didn’t care which. But you needed him to be awake. So you placed your knee on the bed, hovering over him before getting close to his face. Your hand grazed over his lips, making his eyes flutter open. He looked like he was about to scream, so you covered his mouth. “Shhh, you gotta keep quiet baby. If you make any noise I won’t hesitate to slash this knife here on that pretty neck of yours, is that clear?” He looked so frightened, so fragile. You could even some tears welling up in his eyes while he nodded. You slowly took your hand away.

“Are you going to kill me.?” He asked, his voice cracking between words. You shook your head. “No no no honey, of course not. That is if you can listen, you can listen right? It’s simple enough.” He nodded again, he shouldn’t be turned on so much right now by how you were talking to him. Like he was stupid, like he couldn’t think for himself. “Good boy.” You nodded back at him.

You began to crawl over to him, gripping his chin. You decided to show your face a little early. You slid the mask off your face by the sorrowful looking mouth. He couldn’t believe it, he was so stunned he couldn’t even speak. “Y/N? what? What are you doing? You’re..you’re Ghostface?” His voice cracked again, he was such in a state of shock. “Surprised, baby? God you’re so stupid, you looked so pathetic defending me all this time. But it’s okay, I like it.” You grinned wider, pinning him to the bed. He panted heavily, staring at you with mixed feelings. Was he afraid? Was he upset? Was he turned on? Maybe all three. He hated how much his cock was throbbing in his shorts. He hated how much he wanted you right now. Ethan accidentally bucked his hips up into you, making you gasp. “Oh? Well would you look at that, you like this. Gosh, I knew you were a little freak.” He whined at your words, trying so hard not to let his aching cock control his actions.

“Now what am I gonna do with you?” You asked mockingly. His expression turned to fear in seconds, making you laugh. “I’m just joking, baby. You know I’d never kill you, right?” You asked in a baby voice that made his hips buck up again.

You held his hips down to the bed with your legs. He bit his lip, desperately trying to move again. “Ah ah ah, don’t do that. Be a good boy and don’t move again, okay?” His breath hitched and he nodded slowly. “You’re so hard already, and I didn’t even touch you yet. What a man whore.” He sighed, throwing his head back into the pillow. You slid your hand into his pants, pressing your palm against his crotch. He moaned the second he felt your hand. “So desperate for me, aren’t you?” You asked, he frantically nodded. “Please, touch me..” You tilted your head off to the side. “You gotta beg more than that, sweet thing.” He whined just by hearing your voice ringing through his head. All those times that he gripped his cock for you, covering up his moans so his roommate wouldn’t hear him. Any picture he had of you, he would get hard just by looking at it. And now he’s getting what he wanted, just not exactly how he expected it. “Please I-I’ll be so good.. just please touch me!” He pouted at you, making you grin in satisfaction. “There you go.” Your hand gripped his aching cock in his pants, making him gasp. You pulled the waist band of his shorts down, along with his boxers.

He hissed at the cold air hitting his already leaking tip. You hummed, running your thumb gingerly over his tip with your glove. He twitched with anticipation, gripping the sheets tightly. “I wanna see you, please..” You raised an eyebrow and grinned down at him before sliding the black rob off of your body. You unbuttoned your shirt and threw it off to the side. He bit his lip and groaned. “S-So pretty..” You giggled at his words. You decided to take a step further, letting your hands slide behind your back and unclip your bra.

Your bra fell to the side, causing Ethan to blush furiously. He felt like he should’ve looked away, but he knew he didn’t have to and he absolutely didn’t want to either. “C-Can I touch you?” He bit his lip and looked up at you, waiting for to respond. You nodded and leaned in, holding onto the headboard. Ethan let his hands go up to cup your breasts. You sighed the second he did, his cock twitching in response. He continued to fondle with your breasts, your nipples falling between his fingertips every few times. “Please fuck me, I need it so bad.” He whined, trying to buck his hips into you again. You groaned, gripping the headboard tighter. “So needy..” You beam, taking off your gloves before undoing your jeans.

You hastily slid them down your legs. You sat on top of him, now only in your black lacy panties. He couldn’t stop staring at you, he was so close to just turning you over and having his way with you. But at the same time, he wanted you to have control over him. He wanted you to be the one that made him cry and yell in pleasure. He whimpered, placing his hands on your hips before you smacked them away. “No no no, can’t touch me yet, baby.” He whined while his leg bounced up and down in desperation. “Beg for it, I wanna hear you.” Ethan huffed at your words, slowly nodding. “Please please please fuck me, I need it so bad. I-I need to be inside you. It really hurts.” You hummed, feeling your arousal grow between your legs. You sighed and slid your underwear off, leaving them to the side. Ethan turned his head over slightly and made a mental note to make sure you wouldn’t be getting those back.

You grabbed his sore dick, lining it up at your entrance. Ethan threw his head back once more, trying so hard not to grab your hips. You raised your body before sitting back down fully. You gasped and moaned as you felt him inside of you. “Oh fuck! You’re so fucking big..” Your eyes fluttered shut as you began to bounce up and down at a slow pace. He twitched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He had never ever felt this kind of pleasure before. But it was amazing. “Shit, oh god! You’re so tight!” He yelled, jerking his hips up into you to match your rhythm. You were stuck between bouncing and grinding your hips until his hands met your body again. You groaned in fake annoyance, grabbing his wrists and putting his hands over his head. You looked around before grabbing your shirt and tying them to the headboard. Your hands left his wrists to touch around his chest. He sighed and moaned just at the feeling of your hands.

He always dreamed of just being touched by you. It didn’t matter in what way. You could’ve hugged him, held his hand, or even just brush your fingers against his. But this was a whole other way he would have never expected for you to touch him. God, he loved you so much. Ethan suddenly felt his dick twitch inside of you. “I-I’m going to-” You shook your head and lifted your hips again, he winced in response. “B-But I was about to cum..why did you do that?” He looked up at you with the most adorable eyes. You almost felt like letting him finish, but oh how much you wanted to see him cry and beg. “No, you can’t cum yet. Not until I say so.” You sat back down on him and began to bounce again. “You can hold it in, right? You’re a good boy for me?” His lips parted as he stared at your cunt and nodded. “Yes, I’m your good boy.”

You giggled and grabbed the knife that you had left on his bedside. His eyes widened and his cock twitched again. He felt fear, but at the same time he felt more pre-cum leak out. “What are you gonna do with that?” He asked in a quiet tone, his gaze not leaving you once. “Shh, don’t worry your pretty little head about it.” You placed the knife to his collar bone which made him gasp. “Don’t worry, all you have to do is not move.” He whimpered and whined more, his eyes becoming watery. “Please please please I’m so close! Please let me cum!” He cried out, his pretty eyelashes getting wet. You groaned at the sight. “Soon, baby.”

He was now full on sobbing after just a few minutes. You felt your knot began to tighten in your stomach soon after. “Oh God, Oh God, Oh God! Please mommy!” He cried out, now thrusting into you at an animalistic pace. He couldn’t stay still so he already had small leaking red cuts over his jaw and shoulders. You huffed and moaned, leaning down. Your lips pressed against his for the first time tonight. He moaned into your lips before you pulled away. “Cum. Cum for me then.” You whispered into his ear. Your hot breath tickling him. He gasped and screamed loudly, shooting a heavy load into your tight cunt. His gaze felt dizzy and his lips stayed parted. You slapped him across his cheek to keep him awake. “Wake up.” He yelped, looking up at you with red eyes. “Do you want me to stay? Or do you want me to leave?” You asked, to which he immediately shook his head. “No, please stay..please.” His hair was stuck his forehead, sweat beaming from his body and cheeks. You smiled and pressed a kiss to his ear. “Thank you, thank you..that was amazing.” He choked out, still trying to regain his composure but it felt impossible at the moment.

“You’re welcome, baby. Now get some sleep.”

The second those words left your mouth, his eyes closed shut and he sighed. The only think he could think about was how you fucked him until he was screaming and crying in ecstasy. Not that he just learned you were a serial killer. . .

Jesus that was long 💀 hoped you liked it though!!

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god okayokay

reader is dewey and gale's daughter and apart of the "core 5" (reader, mindy, chad, tara and sam) and dated amber freeman in the past. though has severe ptsd from what had happened a year ago (and the fact that reader saw her dad die and almost died with him, if it wasnt for the fact that they managed to stable her) and reader killed amber to avenge her father thinking by killing amber brutally would make up for dewey. thought if she hunted down her father's killer, she'd feel better.

present time, she's living with chad and ethan in their dorm. her and ethan are in a relatively healthy relationship, but she never opened up about amber or what exactly happened back in woodsboro because she wasnt ready. in fact, he never even seen her without a shirt on (because of the scars from amber and richie), but once he walked in at the wrong time while she was changing in complete accident (since they share a room) and he apologizes PROFUSELY but he cant help but stare. hes not even disgusted hes just kind of mesmerized by her. she gets insecure abt them and he lays her down and asks her abt them, how she got them. some scars were actually from stupid little things like slipping on a skateboard while carrying around a knife in a sheath that wasnt secured all the way so reader started carrying around switchblades after that (which she used to kill amber.) but he cant help but kiss them and tell her abt how beautiful she looks with them. so im just saying switch virgin! ethan and switch experienced reader (lost her v card to quinn first staying there but its a brief thing and isnt mentioned after that) just really soft sex between the two, ethan being a caring bf and after, realizes hes fucked up because hes genuinely fallen heads over heels for the girl he should hate. he knows he cant kill her, so now he doesnt know whats more important; avenging richie or being with the one he loves. choosing between his family, or choosing a life he wouldn't have with anyone else with someone that he loves more than life itself.

may had of gone overboard but im in love w this whole idea

↳❝Scars | Ethan Landry❞ˎˊ-

Warning - NSFW | p in v sex, fingering (f. receiving), creampie, unprotected sex (wrap it dumbfucks), loss of virginity (Ethan), mentions of murder, scars and Ghostfaces. | lmk if I forgot anything!

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A/N: okay so this was supposed to be a drabble then it was suddenly 1.6k words (don't ask me what happened), I hope whichever one of you requested this likes it, I TRIED I PROMISE and here's the link to request!

virgin! Ethan Landry x female! Reader

Ethan didn't ask about the scars for a week.

He didn't act any different despite seeing the ugly healed-up wounds all over your skin. Despite some of them being from playing around, most were from your fight with the Ghostfaces.

You thought he would be disgusted when he first saw them, the one second before he had closed his eyes, but there was no visible disgust on his face. Only concern.

And he had apologized so much that you practically pitied him.

Even now that you were on his lap, your lips tangled with his in a heated kiss. His hand on your nape, another hand on your hip. He hadn't ventured far yet, being as respectful as he could be.

All the while you felt yourself getting needy for his touch. After another heated kiss, you pulled back, a string of saliva connecting your lips. Ethan's face was flushed with a crimson red, breathless from the kiss.

The hand on your hip went near the hem of your shirt and you felt yourself tense. "Can I?" He asked softly. You give him a nod, anticipating this time, he would feel disgusted. That he would leave you heartbroken.

He took off the shirt, his breath caught in his chest as your scars came into view.

The gashes were all over your skin. White healed tissue tinged with pink. "How?" He lets out a choked whisper. "Would you mind telling me how?" He said, again, his eyes looking into your so tenderly with no hint of disdain.

Taking in a deep breath, you nod and begin to tell your story, everything from your father dying and you killing Amber to get revenge, for the wounds you got from the fight. Everything.

"I know they aren't the prettiest to look at," you whispered, "I know I understand if you don't want to stay with m-" "Don't even finish that sentence," Ethan interrupted.

"Don't," he said in a firm tone, making you look up at him. His eyes were filled with tears even if they didn't fall, he pulled you in for a hug. "You went through so much," he whispered, his voice filled with emotions, filled with care and love.

"Let me take care of you, they're not pretty but they're a part of you and I love these scars just as much as I love you." He said you felt yourself nearly getting to tears as well from his words but held yourself back.

"Okay," you whispered, "Take care of me."

And that's how you end up under him, bare for his lips to kiss all over your scarred skin. You let out encouraging purrs as his kisses travel down from your neck to your collarbone. A small cut was there due to negligence while handling knives. He licked the edges of the scar. You sighed as he continued to worship your body.

He finally reached your torso, and a huge gash was there. He had stopped kissing your skin now, staring at the pinkish tissue that was a huge contrast against your skin.

'Now,' you thought to yourself, 'He's gonna realize that you're just not worth it, not with all the baggage and the scars on your skin that come with it.'

"I wish I could kill them," he whispered, his lips brushing against the scar. His words made you melt because it was tinged with truth. There was no doubt in his mind that he would kill them if he had the chance.

He pressed wet kisses onto the scar, making you let out a small sigh. He then crawled on top of you again. His voice was filled with nerves as he whispered, "I have never done this before."

You cup his face with both of your hands and pressed a small kiss on his forehead. "I have," you whispered, you had lost your virginity to Quinn so you were at least aware of what you liked or not.

"I could teach you," you offered, "Figure out what we like or not together." His doe eyes fill with relief and he gives you a smile as an affirmation.

"I would love that," he said, leaning down for another kiss as his hand traveled down to your soaked panties. He lets out a gasp into your mouth as he feels the material cling to your fold.

He panted, "Oh- you're so wet. Is that all for me, darling?" The way he asked made your cunt clench, so breathless and in wonder. "Yeah, E," you whine as his fingers glide on your clothed pussy, the slight friction making you gush out more juices.

"Can I take it off?" he asked, and you nod. He slides down the panties, and throws them on the floor, making a mental note to take it for himself later.

He pressed his fingers to your folds, sliding them across your cunt until the tip of his finger finds your entrance. You let out a small gasp, feeling yourself clench. "Can I?' He whispered, and again you nod. "Go ahead, E," you whispered.

The first digit enters, making him whimper about how tight you are, and how warm your insides feel. Your inner walls pulsate around the single digit.

He pumps the digit in and out before his index finger also joins. A whimper escapes your lips as your pussy stretches to accommodate his digits. "Is it good?" He asked, the nervousness mixed with heat in his tone.

"Perfect," you assure him, "Just crook your fingers a bit and you'll find a spot, focus on that for me, E." He eagerly does what you asked, his fingers finding your G-spot and pressing into it every time he thrusts his digits inside.

You moan, your hips bucking into his touch. Getting a bit more confidence from your pleasurable sounds, Ethan goes even faster. Your walls begin to pulse with the familiar need to snap the tension that was building but you didn't wanna cum so soon.

"Stop," you whispered and Ethan pulled back immediately with a questioning gaze. "Did I do something wrong?" He asked, concerned, "Did I hurt you? I am sorry."

You chuckled, "Nothing like that, my love. I was close…" You bite your lip, hesitating about saying the words that you knew would sound crude, "Wanna cum on your cock for the first time."

His eyes widened at your request. He nods obediently, pulling off his shirt with one hand and taking off his belt so he can slip out from the rest of his clothes.

His cock looked painfully hard with his cockslit leaking pre-cum all over his length. He stroked his cock to elevate some of his own needs.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," he whispered, as he slotted his girth near your entrance. His cockhead getting coated into your slick. You shake your head, "I want it, Ethan. So much."

He gives you a nod. He buries his face into the crook of your neck as he slowly slides into your warmth. Inch by inch, his cock stretches out your pussy, your inner walls molding into the shape of his length. He lets out whines as his veins sizzle with pleasure.

You felt his dick pulse and twitch as he whined, "Gonna cum. Gonna cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck-" Your hand goes to his hair to harshly tug at the brown curls. Effectively distracting him from the overwhelming pleasure. "Sushh, baby," you whispered, "It's okay. It's okay." He groans, "Babe…" You hum in reassurance. You make your pussy clench around his dick. Your walls squeezing his cock so suddenly makes his hips jerk into you, his cockhead grazing your g-spot.

You moan near his ear. "Like that," you whispered, "Take care of me."

It took him a few more moments to get used to the vice grip on his cock, the wetness, and the warmth before he began shallowly thrust into you.

He pressed kisses all over your neck, your throat, your breasts. Marking the places near your scars so you can remember this night. Both of you let out noises of pleasure.

He begins to thrust deeper than before as your nails dig into his back and he gets faster as well. Humping into you now, his mind getting lost in the sensation of your velvet heat.

"Am I doing all right?" He whines as his hips keep meeting yours. "Perfect," you moan in reply. His hips begin to snap faster, his thrusts deeper than before, filling you up. You moan louder as you keep getting filled with his cock. Your pussy begins to spasm around his length as the heat fills your tummy.

You were getting close with each snap of his hips. "You getting close, baby?" He moans, his lips now brushing against yours. "Cum on my dick, please, babe!" He begs, as he gets more desperate, his thrusts getting sloppy and losing their consistent pace.

Your free hand goes down to your folds to find your clit. Your thumb rubs fast circles onto the bud. You felt the telltale signs of your climax. Your stomach is coiling, just waiting to explode.

"Please, cum on my cock," Ethan whines again, his lips crashing with yours in a filthy open-mouth kiss. That snapped the tension your body was holding, you moaned into his mouth as your pussy began to squeeze his cock repeatedly. Your cunt milking his cock for all its worth. As soon as he feels your inner walls spasm and contract with a shallow thrust, he begins to cum.

He pants as his cum leaks out, too fucked out to pull out. You were both tired. Both emotionally and physically drained, it doesn't take long for you to sleep.

Ethan lays awake though, feeling the heat of your body beside him. Hearing you breath. He closed his eyes, and an image was in front. In which you're dead and cold.

He couldn't have that. He can't kill you anymore. Not after this. Not after promising forever with you, not after marking you and kissing your every scar.

He would have to choose in the future and he would choose you.

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