#scream vi:hcs

[writinganything]

“We should become friends with benefits”

Pairing: Ethan Landry x Fem reader

Warnings: reader has female anatomy, oral (fem receiving), squirting, slapping (not a lot), pussy slapping (once), overstimulation

“Yes Ethan, just like that!” You scream as your grip on his hair tightens when he sucks on your bundle of nerves while swirling his tongue around it.

He was lapping at your cunt like a starved man. His hands were keeping your legs in the air while you sat on the couch in your shared appartement, him on his knees before you.

You couldn’t believe what was happening: how could your own best friend’s head be in between your fingers while he fucked you with his wet pink muscle. You were a moaning mess, completely at his mercy while he abused your core.

It happened because you were (half) joking about wanting your pussy eaten really bad and the same day, Ethan proposed to elevate you guys friendship to a more intimate and touchy level. Well in fact, y’all relationship was already really affectionate before all this.

No wonder everyone around shipped you together. You were attached to the hip, always sitting together and most of the time you were on his lap, you already slept in the same bed and even already made out!…but it was all without any feelings right?

So at the end of the day, the only things you guys have never done before was sex, but you could check it off the paper.

“You taste so fucking good baby” he moaned when he backed a bit to finger your dripping hole with his thick and long fingers.

His lower-face was shining because of your arousal and some strand of his hair were sticking to his hair because of his own sweat. His lips were parted as he breathed heavily through his mouth.

“Yeah?” Your question got strangled by a moan when he brushed your g-spot.

“So fucking fucking good” he whimpered again before spitting on your glistening cunt.

He dived back in and ate you out like his life depends on your pleasure. At this point, your eyelids were shut thight and your hips were bucking as he moved you up and down on his tongue.

You made more and more noises as his assault on your clit increased and his fingers curled way more.

His own hips were trusting unconsciously into the air to relieve his own boner that is still confined into his jeans.

The squelching sound of your vagina, your moans and the spanking sound from when Ethan slapped your inner tigh from time to time were filling the room and was melody to Ethan’s ears.

The tight knot inside you exploded when he started moaning with your clit in his mouth, sending vibrations all over the pleasure button and at the same time, his fingers hitted perfectly the squishy spot inside you.

“Yes, Ethan! Fuck!” You screamed in high pitch as the wave of your climax washed over you.

He continued to eat you out throughout your orgasm and you kept him there until your legs started shaking and it was too much for you to handle.

You tried pushing his head away and closing your thigh around it but he only opened them with force and continued to swallow every drop of nectar you could give him. He stuck his tongue inside you once again while you were still screaming of overstimulation.

You could feel something else growing inside of you as he did so. Something much stronger than the already amazing orgasm he just provided you.

He pushed you into his tongue so it could go deeper in your sweet entrance before pulling out to suck your pulsating clit once again.

That’s when the thing inside you snapped and a clear liquid rushed out of you, asperging Ethan. He backed his head from your pussy and instead his fingers started rubbing on it, fast as more juice squirted out of you as you screamed his name.

You felt tears in your eyes at this point and your moans transformed to sobs.

Ethan was enjoying this way more than he should. His best friend was beneath him, completely at his mercy and crying of pleasure under his touch. His face, hands and forearm were wet because of you and he couldn’t be happier than that.

“Pleas-e stop” you begged as tears rolled down your cheeks and Ethan forced you to stay high into your orgasm.

He only chuckled before giving your core a light slap and finally removing his hand from you.

You were amazed at what Ethan has just done to you. You weren’t expecting that to happen at all. You thought he would only give you an orgasm, nothing special…but this? Your best friend just made you cry of pleasure and made you squirt for the first time.

You could feel your heartbeat on your abused pussy while your clit was pulsating like crazy and your legs still shaking.

“Look at the mess you made,” he laughed while looking at the bed sheets.

He was right, under you was a big wet spot on the bed. You tried to move but your shaking legs thought otherwise.

You laid back down on the bed and wiped your tears away, not knowing what to think of what you just did.

“Honestly, that was fucking hot” Ethan said and you looked at him only to find him sucking your liquid on his fingers.

“Don’t do this” you whispered as you looked at him sucking a second finger.

“Why not? You taste amazing” he asked before lowering himself until he was kissing you.

You immediately returned his kiss and enrolled your legs around his waist to press him against you.

“We should become friends with benefits” he says when he backs up to breath.

“Eth, the way you just ate my pussy already spoke for you. Of course we are now” you answer.

He smirked before lowering himself again to continue your make out session.

[websterss]

I saw this TikTok

The person's Tiktok: @ hartflex

Dude just imagine if Ethan was still Alive even though Sam and Tara swears up and down that they killed him. Like your trying to live your life away from NYC where Your Crazy ex boyfriend and his family had died at. And he shows up again 😭 I didn't know, if I would like that one bit

Omg was it the one with the voice over that said “according to the carpenter sisters there was said to be three suspects that were behind the murder massacres in New York City. Only two bodies were discovered.” 😱👀 if it is then I’ve seen that one 😄

𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 — 𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐘

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Some angst, some fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1,432

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Ethan Landry x fem!Reader    

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it!

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Hope always lingered in the back of your mind after the news confirmed that Detective Bailey and Quinn were dead. Ethan’s disappearance remained unknown. No knowledge, no information on where he could be. The group saw it as good news. They were again free from being chased and no longer had to look over their shoulders. It was liberating. The beginning of a fresh start again. The trauma still remained though. The nightmares lingered, projecting behind your eyelids every time you closed them. Various flashes of blood and knives painted your restless nights. However, it was his face that kept you from sleep. The memories of what you considered to have been the happiest days you could have had. The promises of forever twisted into false statements with the removal of the mask. You didn’t think he’d be the one behind it. You didn’t know what to think anymore.

You had made it known to the party that you swore you saw someone that resembled Ethan one afternoon. The crowded subway made it impossible to allow you to catch a second glimpse. You pushed and moved passed people and in the end, you were left with nothing but the faint catch of dark brown curls. 

Chad reminded you that his betrayal could have made you hallucinate or possibly mistake someone for Ethan by accident. The need for answers and your need for closure to help close this particular chapter in your life was what could have brought on the want for that person on the subway to have been him. You knew better. Your gut telling you that it was him, that you weren’t hallucinating or making him up. You knew better…and no one wanted to believe you.

You unlock your apartment and walk inside. Your keys clatter on the glass bowl on the table by the door. You remove your jacket and bag. Sighing in relief that you could finally distress and take down your armor. It was your guard that didn’t fall, though. You froze in place seeing the outline of the silhouette standing in front of your window—he pulled down a blind divider to peek out. You didn’t need him to turn around to know it was him. His jacket and backpack on the carpet clarified who entered your home.

“Hey! You had the late shift at the cafe, right? It’s why you barely got home…” You thank the fact his back is turned to you. You didn’t want him to see you flinch at just the mere sound of his voice.

“E-Ethan.” You greet. Though it felt more like a question

“I-I still had the spare you gave to me…” He takes the key out of his jacket pocket. The clatter makes you flinch again as it rattles on top of your small dining table. You stiffen as he turns around. “I don’t know what surprises me more. The fact you didn’t replace the locks or that fact you saw me and didn’t turn me in.”

Your questions were answered.

“So it was you…on the train that day.”

“You caught me off guard that day…” He looks down. A tiny smirk as he quirks a brow at you. “Y-You’re done with classes around 4…I thought I was in the clear.” He nervously laughs.

“You kept tabs on me didn’t you?” You gape at him.

“It was the only way I could keep you close.”

You scoff. Crossing your arms. “You’re full of shit!” You pick up a pillow and launch it at him. “You son of bitch. You think you can come into my home like you own the goddamn place, expect me to receive you with a smile and accept your hey. Go to hell!” You round the couch to get up in his face. His jaw clenches as he lets your words be thrown at him. “You have some nerve coming back, especially after everything. Anika was our friend…Chad for gods sake! I let you in. I introduced you to my friends! I loved you!” You cry. Your hands pushing and beating against his chest. He stumbles back, taking blow after blow. A solemn frown painted his features. His eyes getting teary-eyed. “I let you in…I told you my life story, my insecurities, I let you in, and you threw it all away so you could what- kill my friends! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you and your stupid face, and for making me fall in love with you. I gave you everything I had left of myself…did you even really love me?” You sneer up at him with so much anger and hatred for him. “Or was that all a part of you and your family’s plans…” You ball your fist against his chest. Head falling against him. Your faint sniffles and cries break him. “I knew…” You nod. Ethan gently runs his fingertips over your fist, flattening out your palm to rest against his shirt. “I knew you weren’t dead, and no one believed me.”

“I’m here…” He reassures.

“I hate you so much…” Your lips tremble as your eyes rake over his face. The curves and dents of his features memorably welcoming. “How could you? We talked about a future together…you gave me hope of a someday…Why would you do that to me? Put me through all this shit?” A tear falls down your cheeks. He lifts his hand to wipe it away. You instinctually find yourself leaning into his hand, pressing your cheek up against his palm. It felt like home.

“My dad he uh- He gave me an ultimatum after I didn’t want to follow through with his plan.” He swallowed thickly. His brows furrowed in thought. “It was either I go through with the plan like he told us…or he’d kill you.”

Your faces scrunched in confusion. “When did you…Why didn’t you want to go through with it anymore?”

“It was after our first date…” He looked down. A sad smile doted his face now. “You asked me if I wanted to play a game called 36 questions. I said yes. So we played…and one of the questions you asked was if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living and why…” He looked back up at you with intensity. “You answered first and said you wouldn’t change anything cause it brought you closer to the people you loved. That if you had changed something…you wouldn’t have met me.” A tear fell down his cheek. You braced a teary-eyed smile, nodding.

“I did…” You breathe out.

“I knew right there…I knew.” He nodded. “I don’t blame you if you decide to hate me forever. The things I did can’t be forgiven or forgotten, and I’m gonna live with that guilt…” He sniffles. “I-I never gave you my answer that day…” He shutters out a faint exhale.

“You’d change something?”

“The only thing I’d change would be to have met you and your friends under better circumstances. That I didn’t meet you for the sake of my dad wanting revenge for my brother. That’s all I’d change…” He shrugs.

“I don’t think I’d change the way we met.” You disagree.

“Why not?” He frowns.

“Cause you fit right in from the start…” You shrug. “Chad brought you along one day, and the rest was history. Even if you did juke the roommate lottery and attempt to kill us. You came into our lives… my life. I don’t think we would have even crossed paths if you were just Ethan Landry the transfer student going to the same school as Woodsboro survivors. Was the outcome one I would have never imagined…yeah and it fucking hurt.” You admit solemnly. “But I wouldn’t change how we met for anything.” You shake your head. “I don’t forgive you…” Ethan's shoulders drop at your words. “Not right now…It’s gonna take me some time…Chad, the girls, they won’t take you back. Maybe in a few years, but this…not right now.” You gesture between you two. “It’s too much. I just need time okay.”

“I’ll wait for you.” He admits it like it was simple.

“Then you’ll be doing that for a while.” You breathe out a laugh.

“I’ll wait a lifetime for you.” You stare back at his kicked puppy dog eyes. You groan, facepalming.

“You can’t say shit like that!” You whine. You turn around and walk to your room.

“But I’m serious...” He defends, following after you.

“I know!” You look back at him over your shoulder.

[writinganything]

Best friend with benefits!Ethan Landry

Warning: Ethan having an oral fixation, Ethan being a munch, Ethan being pussydrunk, reader has female anatomy, porn with small plot, kinks

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who understand you to a certain level

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who always walk you to your classes

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who notice every little thing about you

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who often catch himself looking at you

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry whose gaze is fixed in your lips when you talk to him

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who imagine both of you doing things together

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who doesn’t realise you felt the same and cannot take the hints

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who doesn’t understand his feelings. Why does he wants to fuck his best friend?

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who was happy when you suggested to become friends with benefits

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who fingers you as he’s watching TV and ignore your pleading about letting you cum.

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves edging/orgasm denial

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who also loves overstimulation

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who has an oral fixation

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who eat you out at every chance he gets. Talking to the phone? One of you leg is hooked on his shoulder as he sucks on your clit. Studying/stressing about econ? He’s your personal stress reliever. Having problems to fall asleep ? He’s already in between your legs. At school? He’ll pull you somewhere just to have a taste, but you know damn well it’s not just a taste and he always ends up pussydrunk with your legs shaking around his head and cum-mixed-with-spit drooling to the floor

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry and you who have a morning routine of doing a 69 every morning because is there any better way to start the day than pleasuring each other at the same time? The number of times, y’all were late somewhere because you both lost track of time as you were edging each other and now having to hurry up…but ends up only overstimulating each other’s genitals :(

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves being buried deep in your pussy. You cockwarming him anytime of the day and being careful not to be caught is so exciting to him!

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who helps you take all of his large cock down your throat by pushing your head down until your nose touch his lower abdomen.

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who whimpers as he violently fucks your throat and hearing the obscene sounds that fills up the room

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who cannot get enough of you and you cannot get enough of him

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves that y’all fuck every day without getting tired

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who is happy to have someone with the same high sexdrive as him

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who chuckles by seeing the way your pussy throb and pulse only by taking off your panties

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who nearly cried when you said he couldn’t eat you out because you were too overstimulated from the previous round

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who often pull his fingers out of you to suck on them and taste you on them, since he couldn’t suck on your pretty cunt instead

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who moans only by sucking your tits

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who edges himself as he jerk off while thinking about you in the most impossible positions

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who fucks at incredible speed

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who has multiple photos and videos of you guys going at it

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who push your head down on him when he drives and keep you there until he cums at least 3 times

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry whose car have tinted windows

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who have both a praising kink and degrading kink

“Yeah just like that, suck my cock”

“You’re such a good girl”

“You couldn’t wait until we got home before fucking me? Didn’t know you were such a whore Ethan”

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who calls you mommy when you dominate him

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who also loves hearing you calling him daddy

“Oh daddy I love your cock so much” you cry out loud as he pounds your cunt like there’s no tomorrow

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who loves it more when you initiate sex and shows him how needy you are

“I need you so bad” you nearly cry as you grind yourself against him and he smile

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry asking you to bend over when you’re in lingerie and spreading your pussy lips to fuck you with his tongue

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who doesn’t understand why his other friends don’t love (more like obsessed) oral as much as him and you

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who passed out once as you were riding his cock and it was his eighth orgasm in an hour

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who came to your appartement once with a box full of toys

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who makes you wear vibrating panties and turn them on when you’re talking to someone or when you’re in public

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who starts to feel more than lust and friendship over you

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who accidentally screamed “I love you” as he came in your pussy for the fifth time today

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry and you who took the habit of saying how much you love each other when having sex, but it was only because of the adrenaline and heat of the moment…right?….

“I love you so much baby! I love you and your perfect pussy!” He cries as you ride him and his eyes are close with tears falling out of them. His hands were on your hips to guide you “I love you too Ethan! I love you so much it hurts” you say back while going up and down on his dick, milking him dry

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry and you who tried nearly every position in the kamasutra and try to create your own

“Put your other leg on my shoulder too” he instructed you. “Ethan it’s impossible” you laugh as you try

Nah cuz now, you guys have done sexual things literally everywhere. You’ve done it in every room in your appartement and his, at school, the cinema, in a dark street hallway, in the car, at the library, at the mall in a fitting room, the restaurant, a hotel…you name it 😭👆🏾

You teasing him by flashing him with your tits or panties

When y’all have an argument, it always ends up with make up/angry sex

Bestfriend!Ethan Landry who takes care of you because best friends are supposed to care for each other and help them no matter what right? From helping with homework to helping you cum, he doesn’t mind one bit

———

…Sorry guys I was horny 🧍🏾‍♀️

Anyways should I make this a series/fanfic?

[websterss]

Hello - I know your requests are closed right now but, if you come back, can you write the proposal scene for the Dad! Ethan continuation thing? But every time Ethan tried to propose Samara keeps getting in the way with her antics. Even better if he pops the question without thinking after both he and Y/N are laughing after one of Samara’s shenanigans

(Don’t make me write the proposal scene💀🤣) So that was a lie.

𝐒𝐎...𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐄? — 𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐘

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): angst, fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2,298

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Ethan Landry x fem!Reader    

𝐀/𝐍: Hope you enjoy it! and happy new year! <;33

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

#The first time Ethan tries to propose, Samara is sick.

“Hey, you got a minute?” Ethan pops his face into the kitchen, where he sees Samara in your arms pushing against your chest and face. He rocks on his feet, his hand reaching into his back pocket, patting the black velvet box, he’s kept hidden from you for over a year since he had gone to Chad and Sam for their blessing.

“Y-Yeah what’s– Sammy baby–”

“No, no, no, no.” She shakes her head at you.

“-What’s up?” You huff, as she starts to cry out in discomfort. 

Ethan takes a deep breath, his eyes glimmering with genuine concern as he looks into your eyes. “She ok?” His eyes travel down to her flushed face. He walks over and presses the back of his hand against her forehead.

“I think she has a fever. I came in here to take her temperature but it appears I’ve misplaced the damn thing…So I’m probably just going to take her to the bathroom. Let the room steam up and see if I can get her to fall asleep.” Ethan nods as you begin to walk down the hallway. He silently follows you both and finds a seat against the tiled floors, gesturing to you to hand over Samara. 

Ethan smiles, taking Samara into his arms. Her feverish eyes stare into his, her expression one of pure adoration. She reaches a handout and touches Ethan’s cheek, her fingertips gently stroking his jawline. Ethan watches her silently, and a small smile crosses his lips. There’s a flicker of warmth in his eyes as he shifts Samara in his arms, and she leans her head against his chest. You look over your shoulder as you shake your dampened hand. The water fills up the tub making you grow closer to your little family from the loudness it emits. 

“You just needed daddy to hold you huh?” You hum as you push back her curls. 

Samara’s eyes flicker shut as Ethan strokes a finger down her face. Her expression sags and a smile breaks across her lips. “Mmm.” She coos, her fingers curling into a fist as she leans heavier against Ethan’s chest. She rests her head against his shoulder.

“What did you want to talk to me about?” 

“Mmm?” Ethan bit his lip and looked up at you. “Oh, that…just what you wanted for dinner tomorrow. I was thinking of takeout again, Moreno’s around the corner.” 

“Oh yeah, I don’t mind. Saves me the hassle of cooking.” You both laugh it out, the steam getting to the both of you but you didn’t mind it, Samara was getting her sleep. 

–

#The second time Ethan tries to propose, Samara gets bitten by a dog at the park.

Ethan looks up from his seat after writing down some notes. He sees you and smiles, waving you over. He sets aside his textbook on the blanket. “You're late?" He teases.

"Not my fault…someone wouldn’t leave until we found her red hair clip." You huff as you plop down onto the blanket across from him. Your eyes softened though watching Samara run into her daddy's arms. 

“Daddy!”

“Hi, baby.” Ethan cooed, as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Don’t you look pretty?”

“Mommy did it.” Samara turned her neck to give Ethan the full view of her space buns. 

“Yeah, mommy is good with her hands huh?” You scowled at the innuendo he threw out. He bit his lip to keep him from bursting into a fit of laughs. 

“Mhmm.” Samara hums, agreeing and completely oblivious to her daddy’s stupidity. You roll your eyes. 

Ethan laughs at your grumbling. “So, I’ve been thinking..."

"That's never a good thing." You smirk, letting out a laugh.

He rolls his eyes playfully. “Shut up.”

“Mommy a doggy…” Samara pulls at your sleeve getting up from Ethan’s grip. “Can I pet it?”

“Yeah, baby…” You respond to her not fully growing aware of what her question entailed. "I'm all ears." You lean back and give Ethan your attention.

"I think we should...you know..." His eyes glance away for a moment as if contemplating whether or not to say something. He looks over to Samara then double takes as he weighs in at the fact she was growing closer to a dog without a leash. “Sammy!” He panics, taking off into a sprint, your mom instincts kick in and you sprint after Ethan. Your heart feels like it snaps into two after she lets out a bloody murder yell. Ethan picks her up, inspecting the hand she cradled to her chest.

“Oh my god, oh god!” You run a hand through your hair as you look closer. 

“It didn’t break through her skin, it just indented her. It might bruise a little though.” Ethan reassured the ongoing battle he knew you’d be having right about now. You both took her back to the blanket, her signs of distress catching the other's attention. 

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry. Is she okay?” The missing leash appeared along with what you assumed was the owner. 

“Yeah, nothing too serious, just some bruising that will hurt for a while.” Ethan looked her over once more, pressing a small kiss to the side of her head. “Did he bite you hard?” Ethan asked her. A pouty nod was her only response. “Yeah? We’re gonna go home now, but a bandaid on your booboo.” He gestured to the arm she was holding. When she heard home her eyes widened, and a smile crept onto your face.

“No, no, no. Icecream.”

“You sure you’re hurt?” He muttered to himself, but you heard him nonetheless. “She gets it from you.” He turned to you.

You gasped. “Me?”

–

#The third time Ethan tries to propose, Samara finds the wedding ring. 

“Hey babe have you seen my tie–” Ethan called out to you as he entered your shared bedroom. He stopped at the door as he saw Samara sitting center bed with the black velvet box he’d gone through war to keep out of your sight.

“You’re what?” You called out.

“Uh…Nothing, nothing, I found it!” He cursed under his breath as he reached for the small child. He approached with caution cause one wrong move she’d cry and you’d be alerted. “Sammy.” She looked up playing with the box, his best bet was that she was trying to figure out how to open it.

“Pretty.” She held it out for him. 

“Yeah it’s very pretty…pretty box baby. For me?” She nods and he grabs it from her. He goes to stand up and hide it somewhere where Samara wouldn’t be able to reach, but when she looks up at him with her eyes, the same eyes he gets to look into every day. Sammy may have gotten his devious smile and his curls, but she got your eyes. “You wanna see wants inside?”

She nodded eagerly. He chuckled, then plopped down the bed in front of her. “You can’t tell mommy about this though.” He smirked. 

“Is a secwet?” He bit his lip, knowing she still couldn’t roll her r’s just yet, but her effort was one of the things he loved about his daughter. 

“Yeah, it’s a secret, so don’t tell…shhhh.” He pressed his finger to his lip. She nodded and mimicked him. Now talking in a low whisper. When he lifted the lid, his heart soared at the way her eyes lit up. She let out a long gasp. She looked at him and then to the ring again.

“For mommy!” She gasped again. 

“You think mommy would like it?” He looked at it with a funny face.

She nodded eagerly. “I want one too.”

“You want one too…I’ll see what I can do alright.” Ethan chuckled. 

“Ethan, have you seen my heels?”

“Did you check in the closet by the door?” He called out over his shoulder, then threw a wink to Sammy.

“No!” He heard you rush to the hallway. 

Samara then looked at the white heels that were by the door. She pointed at them then tilted her head at him as if to say Really. Ethan bit his lip to contain his laughter. 

“Don’t look at me like that…” He did laugh this time. He needed to find his tie. It was date night, one where he was going to take you out for dinner, then hopefully propose, but seeing Samara plop back onto your pillows, he wished to stay home with the two of you now. He looked back at where your heels rest then back to the literal definition of trouble. “Sammy?”

“Mmm?” She sits up.

“You wanna do me a favor?”

“What?”

-

#The fourth time Ethan tries to propose, Samara holds your heels hostage. 

“Sammy!” You run after her as she dodges and weaves her way around the apartment. “Sammy I really need my shoes baby.” You grow annoyed as Ethan chuckles from where he stands in the kitchen. “A little help here!” You sigh. 

“Oh, c’mon—you seem to be doing fine.” Ethan grins, leaning against the wall, legs crossed as he watches you chase Samara around. “Why’re we in such a hurry anyway?”

“We have a reservation!” Your eyes almost fall out of their sockets.

“Well, I’m sure we can spare a few more seconds.” He leans off the wall and walks over. Sammy darts away, squealing and giggling, but Ethan easily catches her before she even reaches the living room. “Gotcha” He says, grinning. 

“Really?” You huff, then shake your head. 

“Oh, c’mon. Don’t be such a grouch.” He teases, then tickles her, making her laugh and squirm as she tries to get away from him. Ethan kisses her cheek again. Sammy squeals, hiding her face against his arm while he kisses her head, ruffling her hair. 

"I don't mean to be it's just...I don't wanna be late. I'm sorry." You look down at the joyous smile on your daughter's face, and let your shoulders shrug. You could never be mad at her. 

Ethan rolls his eyes—but not in annoyance, in fond amusement. “Well…let’s not keep mommy waiting now!”  He laughs, then kneels on one knee beside her, you miss what he says to her in her ear. You quirk an eyebrow at your two troublemakers. 

“Here mommy.” You look down at Ethan as you go to grab the heels, only it's not your heels that your hands touch. You immediately look down and your heart comes to a stop at the small black velvet box in your grasp.

“You wanna marry me?” He smirks. Then leans over to kiss Sammy on the cheek. She giggles waiting for your reaction. 

"What?" You open the box and a simple 14 carat rests inside. Nothing too flashy, just pure elegance and simplicity. Just how you love your jewelry. Like your little family that you get to call yours. “What?” You exclaim. 

He laughs. “Stop being cute, we don’t need another kid...” He jokes, taking a deep breath as if trying to steady himself. “I said you wanna marry me?” He smiles. “Cause I think we should get married.”

“W-What?”

Ethan chuckles once more. “I said, you wanna marry me stupid?”

“Well…yeah, but I-” You stumble over your words. “Why are you being so casual about this?”

“Cause...I’ve been trying to propose all month, but this one hasn’t allowed me to, so I figured I’d just involve her...that and my therapist said that it wasn't healthy to beat around the bush about this kind of thing.” He smiled sheepishly. “So wanna marry me or what?” He says casually again.

"Yes, you jerk!" You pout, smacking him playfully against his shoulder, your vision blurring from the tears threatening to spill.

“You like it, mommy?”

“Oh I love it, baby, thank you!” You bent down and kissed her. She beams up at you like you light up her night sky. 

“I do have one condition though.” Ethan smiles, reaching into his pocket. 

“What’s that?” You laugh hysterically as you glance down at the ring in disbelief.

"You have to wear that." Ethan smiles at your priceless reaction. You laugh as he takes the ring and carefully slides it onto your ring finger, a perfect fit.

Ethan smiles. A lightness fills his expression as an air of levity suddenly fills the apartment. “I-I know it's sudden, and it's not something we ever really talked about. But if these past four years have taught me anything– it’s that second chances are rare, and you should hold onto your person for as long as you can because you won’t know if you’ll ever see them again. I know I’ve hurt you in the past, and I will continue to spend the rest of our lives together making up for it. But what I also know, is that I want this more than anything, with you, with our baby.” He reached forward and pinched her cheeks while she now sat in your lap. “I know we already live together and we have an amazing kid and we basically treat each other like we’re married but I want to be married to you for real.” He pulls your hand gently towards him and presses a kiss on top of it. “So…you wanna marry me?” 

“It’s a yes always.”

“Yeah?” His smile grows.

“Yes!” You breathe out a laugh as you bring him into a sweet slow kiss. “Always.”

“Good to know…” He smirks and kisses you once more.

“Mommy here.” You both pull away to see her extending her hands out with your heels. You both laugh as you pull her into your arms. Peppering her cheeks with a thousand kisses. “No, no, no, no, no!” She laughs as you both showered her with love. 

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WAIT WAIT WAITTTT. BESTFRIEND!ETHANLANDRY X READER BUT HE GETS HER PREGO AND HE LIVES AND BEGS TO BE FORGIVEN🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽I BEG

yes its me. the one who wants more, but my birthdays in 2 hours tho (may10) SCREAMING

“Please”

Pairing: Bsf!Ethan Landry x Reader

Warnings: Possible spoilers from Scream 6, use of Y/N, D/N is for daughter’s name

Synopsis: Ethan and you were friends with benefits until he reveals his true identity. Even after all this, he survives and begs to be apart of the baby and your life

It’s been a year.

A year since you last saw his face. A year since everything crumbled apart around you.

It all happened so fast but so slowly at the same time. One moment you guys were in his bed making out and a second later, you were in the shrine while Ghostface was taking off his mask to reveal curly brown hair.

You didn’t want to believe it at first, thinking it was all a nightmare because why would your bestfriend with benefits be behind all this mess? He looked at Tara and Sam first and when his eyes laid on your face, his cruel expression softened for a few seconds like he was apologetic before getting back to his cruel self…But it all looked fake.

At this moment, you wanted to cry. Bawl your eyes out as you asked yourself a single question.

“Did he wanted to add these benefits only to take advantage of me before killing me?”

This question haunts you day and night ever since discovering who was behind the mask-

A high pitched cry interrupted your thoughts and you sighed as you stood up from the couch.

After you had rocked her in your arms for what seemed like an eternity with her cries echoing in your ears, she had finally found again some sleep, but still kept her in your arms.

At one point, the doorbell rang throughout the appartement.

You quickly walked toward the door. It was probably Chad, Sam or Tara

“Hi-" you begin but the greeting die in your throat as you immediately recognize who was at the door.

That wasn’t Chad, Sam or Tara…no it was an undead.

He haven’t changed much except for his hair that got a bit longer and his gaze wasn’t as innocent as it pretended to be before. Now it was dry without an ounce of joy…until he laid eyes on your daughter

Our daughter.

Did he noticed how much she looked like him? She has the same tuft of curly hair, same eyes, nose and the same smile that could make anyone’a heart melt.

“Good evening Y/N” he greets you and tried to make a soft smile.

It’s like you snapped out of my trance and everything that happened twirled inside your head. Anika, Quinn, Gale, the core 4. Every memories came back like a tsunami of thoughts.

“Stay back” you muttered as I walked backwards.

Your hold on D/N increased a bit and he noticed the way your hold her even closer to you. His eyes were filled with an apologetic and ashamed look.

Ashamed of himself.

“Please just listen to me” he begs as he takes a step toward you.

You didn’t stop walking backwards as my head was making the “no” side over and over again until your calves touched the couch.

This couldn’t be real right? This couldn’t be happening right now.

“I know I fucked up and you have every reason to hate me…but please just listen to what I have to say” he says again with a pleading look in his eyes.

He hesitated. You couldn’t risk D/N safety around someone like him, but curiosity got the better of you. Telling the core 4 about his return would be a mistake too, because they’ll kill him and you’ll never know what he wanted

So you made the safest option and you let him enter your appartement. It was like letting the wolf enter the lamb’s home.

Your index pointed the couch and he sat down as you demanded him to. Meanwhile, you went to your daughter’s bedroom to put her in her sleeping self in the crib.

If his intentions were still wicked, at least she wouldn’t be in the same room and you prayed he wouldn’t hurt her after killing you.

“You have ten minutes” you acknowledged him and sat at the opposite side of the couch.

“Thank you”

Ethan found the need to say that before beginning anything. You made a small nod and he began talking.

“First of all, I want you to know that I never wanted to do all that-" but you interrupted him.

“But you still did it Ethan! You lied and-" this time he interrupted you

“Please let me speak” he said as he sighed. “I did all this so my dad could actually find me interesting. Ever since I was a child it was always Richie, the perfect son. The one who got all of my dad’s attention after my mother died. If it wasn’t him that was being praised, it was Quinn. She’s the first daughter and the oldest twin. Quinn has always been a daddy’s-little-girl and she became the favourite child after our brother’s death.”

He explain. Ethan took a deep breath before continuing.

“But what about Ethan Bailey? I was only the youngest, the baby of the family that nobody acknowledged. After Richie died, Wayne started treat me like Richie and I enjoyed the sudden attention…until he asked me to be a Ghostface. I hesitated a long time, but accepted because I thought that if maybe I did like Richie he would love me more”

You were speechless as he spilled all this at you.

“But you came along and we began our benefits relationship- and oh you don’t know how much I hated myself at this time-" but you interrupted him again

“This doesn’t explain how you survived and found me”

He almost chuckled at your eager of answers, but this wasn’t something to laugh at.

“The tv only hit my head, but it didn’t damage anything, it only made me black out for a few” he explained “Fortunately, I woke up the same moment cops showed up and I successfully slipped through their fingers”

He hesitated before continued his story. “Now you’re gonna find me weird” he sigh

“I already find you weird, just say what you were about to” you say

“I found where you lived because I looked for you and the core 4” he spited out

“You stalked us” You say more as a statement than a question.

“No I looked for you, I didn’t stalk you…and if I didn’t I would’ve never found out that we have a daughter”

Ethan chose not to say that he followed you almost everyday to know that got where you needed to be safely.

A silent went in between both of you. You couldn’t believe what you were doing. Ghostface was right in front of you and you were having a cordial conversation with him. What would the others think?

“Can I ask you a question?” you breath out.

Ever since he got here, the question has been burning your tongue. He nodded and you asked it in a small voice “Did you agree to level up our friendship only to take advantage of me?”

He frowned at your sentence. He never imagined once that you would feel like that

“Y/N of course not. I’m not some kind of monster…”

“But I still don’t know if I can trust you Ethan…after everything”

Ethan pursed his lips together and looked at the ground. “Please, I will do whatever it takes”

“I don’t know…” you whispered and stood up as you sigh and he stand up too.

He made small steps toward you and when you didn’t pushed him away, he took your much smaller hands in his with a pleading look. “Please Y/N, you’re the only one I knew wouldn’t kill me if I shewed up”

“How do you know I won’t kill you” you say, attempting to scare him but it didn’t work one bit. You knew damn well you weren’t going to kill him.

“Please, I promise to never do anything stupid again” he pleads as he looked into your eyes.

His gaze was full of sorrow and regret while yours were uncertain. Ethan noticed how tense you were and did the first thing that came to his mind.

His knees soon touched the ground and he began the beg even more. “Please Y/N, I cannot live knowing you hate me. I accept the core 4, but please not you. You’re my best friend and I love you so much”

His voice was cracking as he spoke and his hands that were still holding you began to shake. “I even started therapy and I could get a psychologist too if that would make you happy and feel safe around me”

Tears blurs your sights as you listened to his promises. Maybe you should give him a chance after all…

“I’m so sorry for everything” his sentence full of his teary voice as he cried. “I won’t ever do something bad again. I’ll make you happy everyday Y/N and if you allowed me too I would make our daughter happy”

Your appartement was filled with his pleading and his cry and after all, the wolf was revealed to be as soft as a lamb.

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I hope you liked what I wrote for your request and happy birthday @scqr6m ! This was really long to write and I tried posting it yesterday for your birthday but because of school I couldn’t 😭And also you can choose the daughter’s name since I did this for your birthday.

This is unfortunately a one time thing, because I don’t want people to lie about their birthdays so I write them something. I did this for her because it was my first serious request so yeah

I hope you guys liked it and English isn’t my first language but I tried my best to make it make sense.

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What if you were crazy but Ethan is even more crazy about (yall) each other even going so far as to murdering each other's ex's just to be with each other And Mindy thinks that your just a nice and" innocent " person that couldn't hurt a bug while she thinks Ethan is insane and would hurt anything

Even Sam Thinks the same way about Y/n and Ethan Her and Mindy would be talking about it a lot I mean I lot 🤭

I’m trying to finish my fics and Im getting encouraged by these headcannons 😭😂😂

Alright here we go!

Mindy and Sam would be at the apartment, Sam is cooking while Mindy leans against the counter naming off every reason it could be Ethan.

“I’m telling you Sam. Ethan is ghost face. Okay we hardly know him, he most definitely juked the roommate lottery. And he wooed his way into our lives by getting our best friend to fall in love with him. He’s sticking to the classic Stab 2.”

“Wasn’t there an actually ghost face killing people on a college campus though?” Sam raises a brow.

“Yeah, Nancy loomis and Mickey Altieri. The only time where the victims where in a different location.” Mindy looks up and winces. “Too soon?”

“Yeah…”

“Look all I’m saying is we don’t really know him and I think he’s more than capable of hurting us. I mean have you seen how tall he is. Sure height isn’t a playing factor when it comes to all the previous ghost faces but in his advantage it would most definitely work in his favor.”

Sam laughs, shaking her head. “What would Y/n think of you saying all this shit about her boyfriend?”

“That beautiful angel would thank me, for saving her life, and warning her about her psycho boyfriend.”

“Sure she would.” Sam scoffs. “How do know she’s an angel? What if there’s a deep serial killer underneath that smile.” Sam hums.

“Don’t disrespect my girl like that. Okay? Y/n wouldn’t hurt a fly. Remember that spider she found in her room.” Sam rolls her eyes at Mindy. “She let it go, anyone with half a mind would squash it. Not our Y/n. She let it go. Y/n wouldn’t hurt anything or anyone if her life depended on it. Okay, she’s not even on my list of suspects, hell the list doesn’t even apply to that beauty.”

“But it applies to her boyfriend?”

“It sure does!”

-

Meanwhile somewhere behind a dumpster. A guy that looked at you and girl that looked at him, cowered into the farthest corners begging for their lives.

“Please…please. W-What ever we did we’re sorry!”

You and Ethan turn to look at each other through the masks you wore, then slowly looked down at the two. You both raise your knives and watch as the two scream.

-

“Hey, hey. I’m home!” You call out as you walk into the door with Ethan in toll. “Ethan’s here too!”

Sam meets Mindy’s eyes with a smirk. Mindy rolls her eyes.

“Speak of the devil…Hey!” Her annoyed look turns to one joy seeing you pop into the kitchen. A tight lipped grin on her face.

“What’s up? Smells good in here!” You lean back into Ethan’s chest, his arm wrapped around you.

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GUYS LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND IN TWITTER HELP—

ETHAN LANDRY IS THAT YOU⁉️😩

LISTEN TO THIS RIGHT NOW

AND THIS

OVERSTIMULATING ETHAN

….

Why am I such a whore?😞

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best friend ethan is the type of guy to just.... be loud when you're trying to "sleep", he literally wants to go on a late night drive / walk to get food.

he's annoying.

You groan, tucking your head under your pillow.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?" Ethan taps the cover over his stomach. "I think we can either make something or go out. I know you've been craving Mexican, but I was thinking...." You tune him out as sleep takes over your tired form again. Though your eyes continue to jolt open, you were ready to stick him in a closet with duck tape, and rope.

"Hey what time do you get out of class tomorrow? Your schedule shifts tomorrow no. You have psych right? I don't have classes tomorrow, so I can come pick you up. Just let me know and I can pick us up some lunch too, we eat in the courtyard again...." You pressed the pillow folds closer to your ears.

"Do you know where my red hoodie is?" Ethan turns to you, unaware that you were about to choke him with your hands. "I don't mind that you took it, but I did want to wear it the other day and I couldn't find..."

Stay calm. Stay cool.

"Should we get a cat-" Ethan gasps as you throw yourself on top of him, hands around his neck, but they didn't tighten. You scoff in disbelief, though the smile had him laughing at the position you set yourselves in.

"Shut...the fuck...up!" You exclaim with a laugh.

"I thought you were awake!" He defends.

"Awakened." You correct. "By your loud as mouth!" You deepen your voice at the end. Removing your hands from around his neck, and squeezing the air for emphasis of wanting to choke the life out of him.

"I'm sorry."

"You should be it's...3 in the morning." You check the side clock on his nightstand.

"Tell me about it..." You both whip your heads to look over at Chad resembling death and the grim reaper combined. Dark circles under his eyes, and his blanket over his head. "I'm moving in with Sam and Tara. I can't take this anymore..." Chad rasps and falls back into bed.

"I think I'll join you." You turn to Ethan and smack him upside the head. "Shut the fuck up already and go to sleep." You lean down as he recovers from your smack and press a kiss to his cheek. You settle back under the covers and under his side.

"You're moving in with Sam and Tara?" Ethan begins again. Yours and Chad's groans echo throughout the dorm.

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Imagine

Just laying down beside Ethan and talking about the most random stuff like what you planned on doing in the future

What it was like growing up, your guys favorite movies, drinks, food, candy all of that

Then like out of nowhere he says something like "one day I will marry you" which just makes you shocked because it was

Really cute but the most random thing that he could say so you didn't really know who to respond to that and he goes on about wanting to have family with you , for some reason

It makes you cry but it wasn't because it was sad but because it so cute 🤭

“Wait-“ Ethan’s face scrunches with a laugh. “You cut your hair because you wanted to look like a cowboy?” Ethan can’t stop his laughter. (This is actually true people I did do this as a kid, just thought it’d be funny to include lmfao)

“I honestly don’t remember what the hell was going through my mind. My mom had a heart attack when she saw what I’d done to my long hair. I went my early daycare days with a bowl cut!” Your eyes close as you laugh. “My hair was up to my ears!”

“Your poor mom. I bet she was furious.”

“Oh she was mad! But then again I did it again in third grade. Then again last semester because I thought that I could cut my own bangs. She was not impressed all three times!”

“Wait is that why you always wore bobby pins in your hair. I just thought you liked pinning your hair back.”

“You’d think I’d put pins in my hair willingly? It was not a choice!” You chuckled

“You’re hair looks nice now.” Ethan raked his eyes over your face.

“That’s cause I stopped messing with it.” Silence settles over you two. Ethan fiddles with a lose string on his comforter. Then you reverse the question he had asked you, onto him.

“What was your childhood like?”

Ethan hesitates for a second then lays back. Eyes up to the ceiling, hands sprawled over his stomach.

“It wasn’t anything like yours. I can tell you that…” He lets out a faint nervous laugh. “Things were good…at least when my mom was still around.”

“Yeah…you told me she passed away from ca-“

“Cancer yeah. It was pretty hard on my dad. My siblings too but uh yeah. I remember when she was still around. We used to bake almost every day. I can whip up a mean chocolate chip cookie by the way.” He quirks a cheeky grin your way. “And uh…things were good. Honestly, my moms probably the reason why I’m into scary movies. Dad wouldn’t let me watch them, but mom would. We’d watch as many as we could before he’d get back from work. It was our thing…” He scoffs a little laugh. Eyes staring off. You smile fondly at him. Heart swelling at this.

“I bet you miss her.”

“A lot…” He moves his chin up and down. You go to lay down beside him. Side by side on his bed.

“You know…if you want we can head back to my place. I’m pretty sure I’d have dough and chocolate chips…” You sit up. Ethan turns his head to look up at you.

“Right now?” He looks to the clock at his nightstand.

“Yeah, why not. You can sleep over too. Tell me more about your wonderful mysterious life some more.” You giggled, taking one of his hands and fiddle with his fingers. “Plus I’d get your mean whipped up chocolate chip cookies. Milk and kisses included.”

“How do you I’m not lactose intolerant?”

“You ate my left over chocolate chip ice cream last week. I’d think I’d know if you were.” You push back his curls. He sighs as your fingers rake through his hair. Your smile remains. You were game for leaving to your place and baking with him just after he told you he and his mom used to do so. God he loved you. He mirrors your smile and sits up. You lean back slightly to not bump heads with him.

“One day I’m gonna marry you.” Ethan’s smile grows watching your eyes grow and pupils dilate. Your mouth opens up slightly.

“What?”

“One day I’m gonna marry you.” Ethan repeats himself, shrugging like it wasn’t a big deal.

“Oh yeah…” Your heart swells with a giddy fluttering feeling.

“Yeah…” His eyes softens. Eyes taking over your soft features.

“So who’d be the one to ask then. You or me?” You play into it, but you could see he was being serious.

“It wouldn’t matter to me, but if you didn’t then I would.”

“So if i spontaneously asked you now. You’d say yes?”

“Yeah!” He nods.

“Will you marry me then?”

“Fuck yes…” He sighs, cupping your face and pulling you on top of him. You squeal as he flips you both over. Him hovering over you now. “A million times yes without a doubt.”

“Promise...” You breathe in and out. Hands raking in his hair.

“My minds made up. You’re all I want.” He leans down to collide his lips against yours.

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crying bc I know ethan would ask Chad and Sam first if he could marry reader (let’s say it’s time for samara to enter daycare and he just wants to solidify his family together) 😭🥹 and he would be shaking down terribly bc he probs thinks he’s walking to his grave 💀

“What are you doing?” Chad huffs as Ethan continues to pace back and forth in front of Sam and him.

“Yeah, Y/n won’t be back till later what’s up?” Sam closes her laptop and sits up.

“I wanted to…I wanted to ask you guys something?” Ethan stops and chews on his bottom lip.

“Ask us what?” Chad quirks an eyebrow.

“Things are good again between Y/n and I, and Samara just started daycare. And I know that I sometimes spend the night here, which you find weird cause I have my own place now, but there was a reason why I searched for a bigger pace and I-“

“Ethan.” Sam laughs.

“Yeah?” Ethan stops his rambling.

“Get to the point dude.” Chad swirls his finger.

“Right yeah. Yeah um….Okay, okay. I’m just come out and say it.” Ethan inhaled deeply then exhales. “I-I want to ask for your permission to ask Y/n to marry me.” There it was. The ball was dropped. His eyes flicker back and forth between them, who were trying to process what he just said.

“Hold up am I hearing this right…” Chad leans back.

“You want our blessing to marry her?” Sam chides in confused.

“Yea.” Ethan nods seriously.

“You’re asking us for our blessing…” Chad trails off.

“Look I know it’s stupid-“ Ethan sighs.

“No it’s not stupid-“ Sam begins to reassure him.

“It’s kind of stupid-“ Chad begins but Sam smacks him.

“I know how much she means to you both, and I know that’s it’s taken awhile to gain your trust back, but…I want this. I want to be with her. I want to start a life with her with our daughter. Look I know you still have your doubts…” Ethan’s voice cracks.

“No we don’t-“

“I still kind of do- ow!” Chad complains.

“But I want what we have to be for real. Married to her…” Ethan shakily pulls out the box he kept in his pocket. “If you’ll allow me to. I want to ask her to marry me.” His eyes start brimming with tears.

Ethan steps back when Chad gets up, thinking he was going to get pummeled.

“Chad!” Sam was about to get up but grows confused when Ethan gets embraced by him instead. He stays still until he slowly hugs him back. Chad pulls back cupping the sides of his face. Tears in his own eyes, sniffling as he nods.

“You want to marry her…”

“Yeah…” Ethan breathes out.

“You son of bitch…” Though the curse of his words don’t stab like an insult but rather one of disbelief. “If you hurt her Bailey-“

“I’m a dead man I know.” He breathes out laugh.

“Let me see that ring.” Chad gestures for the box and whistles when the simple yet elegant diamond is revealed. “Oh yeah…He’s serious Sam!” Chad beckons her over. She walks over and peers over his shoulder gasping.

“Oh that must’ve cost you a fortune…” She cups her mouth. Tears watering in her eyes now.

“Mostly tutoring sessions and two jobs…It was well worth it though.” A small smile appears on his lips.

“You’re gonna take good care of her…” Chad clasps his shoulder blade. “And Samara. You’re a shitty ghostface, but you’re a damn good dad. You know that?”

“So you keep telling me.” Ethan chuckles.

“You have our blessing.” Sam finally says and brings him in for a hug. She pulls back and cups his face smiling gently. “Now we’re just need to figure out how you’re gonna ask her.”

“She wouldn’t want anything big. Something small with all of us together.” Ethan nods.

“We’ll think of something.” Sam nods.

“There’s no fucking way you bought this.” Chad keeps examining the ring. He runs a hand down his mouth. “No fucking way. Who’d you rob?”

“Chad!” Sam scoffs.

“What…look at this thing!” He gestured to the box.

“Alright give it back before you lose it.” Sam takes the box out of his hands and hands it back to Ethan.

(Don’t make me write the proposal scene💀🤣)

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samara likes to giggle every time she sees her parents together bc she knows she’s the ultimate matchmaker it’s true she told me herself 🤭🥰

I just imagined a nice little couch moment. Where Ethan’s like pressing kisses to you. To your neck, just cuddly cute couple shit okay, and home girl Samara, she’s just on her playmate okay. She’s building blocks, or towers, and every time Ethan kisses you, she’s just side eyeing her parents. She’d be clapping her hands cause she loves love. And loves seeing her parents together.

The binkie in her mouth as she laughs. You and Ethan were laughing about something and you just happen to hear her familiar gurgles. You both whip your heads to smile down at her. And when she turns away, you go back to kissing and talking, and holding hands, and being close, and there she goes again.

“Think she’s doing it on purpose…” Ethan looks at his baby, eyes squinting.

“She’s blocking us.” You laugh.

“Blocking…Don’t you mean co-“

“Eh-“ You place your hand over his mouth. “I don’t need her vocabulary to increase, okay. Chad already has her saying bitches.”

“Bitches. That’s not good, no.” He coos as he picks her up and sets her between you two.

“You love seeing momma and daddy happy is that it sweet girl?”

“Mumma…mumma.” Samara musters with her binkie in her mouth.

“Yeah you love love huh? Well, we love you.” You and Ethan attack her with kisses to her chubby cheeks. “So so much!”

Her fits of giggles fill the living room. The movie playing in the back long forgotten.

Samara finds interest in one of her toys you showed to her. Ethan looks to you across her little head of hair. You roll your eyes as he mouths. Cock blocking. He chuckled at your obvious annoyance.

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TY FOR ACCEPTING THE BLURBS💗✨

How about a lil blurb for Samara’s first birthday?🥹

Someone asked me about doing blurbs for this fic and I said yes but never heard from them again 😂😂💀

Anyway…okay okay okay. I don’t think the core four would want anything so big. Since they almost got killed I figured they’d want a small family birthday party. I feel like Chad would go out of his way to ensure that Samara had the best birthday, even going as far as like dressing up as her as her favorite character from a movie

“Did you get the-“

“Yes!” Sam smiled reassuringly.

“What about the-“

“Already bought.”

“Did you buy plastic-“

“Right here.” Sam lifted the package up.

Your shoulders relaxed.

“Hey momma bear everything’s gonna be fine. The cake and cupcakes are in the fridge. The food is done and ready to be served. You have nothing to worry about. See look that little rascal is living her life smashing two blocks together.” You look to find Samara on her playmate. Her curious little eyes venturing around the house. Hands smashing her building blocks together. You close your eyes and laugh about it because it was funny. It was humorous and adorable and seeing her mindlessly play with her toys made you want to see the world through her eyes. Cause everything that you’ve seen was something you wanted no memory of.

“Is Ethan coming?”

“Yeah he said he was on his way.” You furrow your brows. Pulling your phone out to look over what he had said to you.

“This is nice.” You look up to Sam.

“Yeah?” You quirk a smile.

“Yeah. It’s been a year now. Since…everything. Since Ethan came back. It’s nice.” Sam shrugged. “I’m sure Samara loves having her dad around too.” She gestured to the one year old.

“She does. If I gotta be honest I think she’s grown more attached to him than me.” You laugh but another voice steps into the kitchen entryway.

“Who’s gotten more attached?”

Ah the man of the hour.

“You.” You push off the counter and go around to greet him. He gives you a sweet kiss, you’re left sighing in his embrace. Many he promised he’d keep on giving you. His smile widens as your heads press against each others.

“What about me?” He laughs bringing your conversation back into focus.

“Just that Samara’s grown attached to you more.”

Ethan furrows his brows. “What? No she hasn’t.” He denies.

“Oh…I don’t know she’s seems pretty attached.” Sam’s mouth forms into and ‘o’ shape then starts beaming over your hips. You both whip your heads at the girl crawling over to you two. You scoff out a laugh. Your hand patting Ethan’s chest as he looks at the baby in disbelief.

“Oh yeah…definitely not attached to you.” You tease him, but nearly melt at the sight of him ushering her closer with his hands, before picking her up.

“Dude you’re making me look bad in front of momma.” He shakes his head at the baby, chewing on her fist now. “You love us both, equally.” He dips his head to blow a raspberry on her chubby cheeks. The gurgles and giggles melodiously playing throughout the kitchen. You press the sides of your hands against your lips. The smile you adorned couldn’t be wiped away. “It’s your birthday. It’s your birthday. We gonna party like it’s your birthday!” His voice raises in pitch. He raises Samara’s baby fist high as if he was guiding her in a waltz.

“Thank you for not singing the rest in front of her.” You nudge him with a stern mom look. Then start making faces at your baby girl. She reached out for your cheeks, gripping them tight as you go to plant a big ole kiss on her lips.

“She’s one.” Ethan defends.

“She’s in her developmental stages. I don’t need you scarring her innocent ears. No we don’t do we.” You coo at her.

“Let’s get the party started bitches!”

You deadpan as you look to Ethan, then Sam. “Spoke to soon…” You turn in time to find Mindy and Chad making their way over to you guys.

“We’re not late are we?” Mindy looks to everyone in the kitchen. Tara walking back from using the restroom.

“Nope just in time actually. Parties all here now.” You reassures.

“Great cause I brought the good stuff…” You imagine he was about to place a 12 pack on the counter but stifle your laughter as you observe the goods more closely

“Juice pouches…” Everyone starts to crack up.

“Caprisuns to be exact.” Chad corrects with the point of his finger. “Which we will drink around the birthday girl on her very special day.” Chad makes a gimme gimme motion. After you reprimanded him for the whole his baby scenario. Chad had somewhat eased up on just blunt out taking her out of Ethan’s arms and letting Samara make the choice. She reached out for her uncle and Ethan helped her go into Chads arms this time. Chad still had his moments, his jabs that would piss you off, but within the year, it was slow progress, but progress nonetheless. The two greeted each other with the slight raising of their chins. You looked away at the verbal less interaction. Smiling because all felt good and well for once.

“And…when she does doze off due to her sugar intake.” Chad begins. Mindy comes over and covers the baby’s ears, scared he’d curse in front of her. “This is what the grownups will have…” Chad had readjusted his hold on her and with his free hand. He lifted a whole bottle of liquor.

A chorus of ‘yeahs’ and ‘woos’ exclaim throughout the kitchen. The birthday girl looking amongst her little family with curiosity. She displayed her excitement as well with faint claps of her hands. The action causing you all to laugh fondly at how precious she truly was.

ASDFGHJk 😖🥺

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*cracks knuckles* alright buckle the fuckle up friends and foes, i am having thoughts also i didn't mean to have as many nsfw allusions but... whoops he does things to me

word count (aka your warning for how much is to come): something like 800 i think? i got a word count and then kept writing

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alright so ethan moves into the dorm first, so he's hanging out in the room when chad moves in. and tara is helping mindy move into her dorm, so you help chad move into his (he promised to buy you a case of beer and help you move into your dorm). and ethan is utterly thrown off when you walk in behind chad carrying a pair of dufflebags complaining loudly about how "this thing weighs a fucking tonne, chad. did you bring all your earthly possessions to college with you? like fuck me, man"

he's thrown because he of course knew who you were (i can't think of a fun rhyme but instead of core four, is the core 5), but he'd not really seen many pictures of you. at least none that were in focus (your friends had a knack for getting good candid photos of you laughing, but they were all a little blurred. the only one that he saw that was in focus was from a news article about the ghostface killings and you looked thoroughly pissed. he thought you looked hot). but here you were, in person and laughing as chad stubbed his toe on the corner of his bed. crush at first sight? immediately thinking about how to keep hearing your laugh? wondering if there would be times he would be alone in the dorm so he could shamelessly moan and gasp your name while pretending his hand was yours? yes to all of the above.

"oh!" the noise you make when you finally see him is... both adorable and a sound that goes straight to his cock. "uh... hi"

after finally meeting y'all, obviously ethan attaches himself to the group (as does quinn) and while if his father asks it's because of The Plan, quinn pretends she doesn't notice the slightly lovey look he gives you whenever you talk

chad the ever observant notices (and also it's totally not because he was about to pick up a textbook from his dorm and heard your name sound from the other side of the door, and he knew you were in a class because the group have each other's timetables memorised) and starts making subtle-not-subtle comments about his crush because he's known you long enough to know that soft look in your eyes and the way the corner of your mouth quirks up in a tiny and shy smile when ethan isn't paying attention

now. now now. first kiss with ethan i have no solid ideas (maybe spin the bottle? maybe seven minutes in heaven except chad and tara have just... shoved you both into a room and locked it? dunno) BUT one day you're sitting on ethan's lap on his bed, lazily making out because you both have free periods and he's overdue for a haircut, so his curls are a little longer and he just looks so pretty that you need to have your fingers weaved into his hair and mouth against his

"oh fuck! ew guys. can you stop dry humping for a minute so i can grab my shit in peace?" you flip chad off over your shoulder while ethan tries to hide his face in your neck. he's baby and he's embarrassed while you are so used to chad's antics the only way you'd be embarrassed is if ethan was like... actively balls deep in you when chad walked in (and even then...)

he is... so protective of you. is it entirely so that he feels like he's being useful so you won't replace him with the next guy that walks past? absolutely. but you think it's so sweet the way he always holds your hand, the way he pulls your back into his chest when your standing, the way he sighs when you kiss him and say you're his

(bailey is furious when ethan refuses to kill you, even more so when he asks to have you spared. quinn laughs at him, telling him that if you loved him before, there is no way you would ever again. the moment he took off the mask, his place in your heart was destroyed.)

quinn stabs you in the thigh, making sure that ethan can see and hear you. you rip her hair out, bloodied chunks of skin coming with and you refuse to look at ethan. if he was being completely honest, he was so very tempted to turn on his father and sister when he thought you had bled out.

is there an au out there where he does, and while you hate him for a while, you hate him a little less when chad survives, and eventually, after a lot of grovelling and actually helping kill subsequent ghostfaces, maybe you let him back in

LOOK GUYS ITS MY BOOTIFUL TALENTED FRIEND MAKING ME BLUSH AND CRY OH MAAHHH GAWWDD. YESSS TO ALLL. NSFW ILLUSIONS WELCOMED. GOD THIS NEEDS TO BE A LONGER FIC 🫠🥲 HIDING HIS FACE IN YOUR NECK HES SO BABY 😭🥹🥹 AHHHHHHHHHHH YOURE MAKING ME WANT TO WRITE SMUT BIII 😭😪

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No because what if you were talking to a dude at a Halloween party And Ethan see you talking to the dude , he walks over to you but the dude your talking to is the exact same height as him 😭

Oof don’t give me ideas🤧 that’s a lot of testosterone man. Like that’s a dog fight waiting to happen. Two “6’1 dudes trying to get the upper hand. Like??? You’d find it hot, but you’d also know that Ethan is pretty strong despite Chad and the group thinking he’s weak…Ethan is NOT weak. He’d have the other guy on the floor in seconds. Though once you see his eyes darken is when you know you’d have to step in.

You get between the two, eyes locked on Ethan and only him. Tall guy who wanted to dance with you long forgotten.

“Okay big guy let’s not do anything stupid tonight yeah?”

“Maybe you should listen to your gir-“

“You should leave, before I do let him pummel you to floor.” You turn to look over your shoulder, your fist curled in his Henley.

“This dork?” He laughs. “Nah how about you ditch him and let me show you a good time.”

You sigh and turn to look at Ethan, his eyes meeting yours in a silent agreement. You sidestep and Ethan takes that as his go to swing a punch. A chorus of ‘ohs’ from onlookers sounds out. The dude groans as he holds his left side of his face.

“I did warn you.” You grimace as his eye was turning purple.

“You fucking bitch!”

“Yeah right back at cha asshole.” Ethan comes up behind you, curling his arms over your waist.

“You wanna go this parties dead anyway.” He’d whisper in your ear. You give a content smile. Letting him pull you away from the mess that occurred.

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Picture this: you’re part of the Woodsboro survivor group and Ethan notices how quiet you are, just so quiet all the time, and yes you’re really pretty and it doesn’t matter but you’re such a mystery!! And all Ethan wants to do is figure you out, it becomes an itch under his skin - he has to know.

Ethan spends weeks researching you, watching, learning everything he can about you. And then he’s suddenly just there all the time. Offering to walk you to class, study together, conveniently having your favorite snack or drink on hand.

And little by little, weeks that turn into months, you open up to him. Until one night, after studying for a test - you tell him all of it. Telling him about the trauma you endured in Woodsboro, the loss and pain and suffering, how scared you were and how you’re still scared. You look at him and for once you don’t feel scared, you confess through tears even with Mindy’s voice ringing in your ears.

Ethan feels like fucking shit. He’s so fucked.

He can’t kill you, but he can’t let his family kill you either. It would be so easy to slit your throat and end your suffering and pain once and for all, but there’s a larger part that wants to wipe away your tears and see that rare beautiful smile. So he does, knowing he’s fully damning himself.

After that night, it’s like a switch has been flipped. You’re so much lighter and open around Ethan, seeking him out before he can find you, and it makes him feel like he’s on cloud nine - he’s never been someone’s first choice before.

(This was supposed to be SO much shorter than it ended up being and idk where I was going w it but I wanted to share !!! Love you and thanks for the Ethan fics 🫶)

I– You made me cry….He’s never been someone’s first choice!!!!!! OH MAH GAWD STAWP RIGHT THERE!!!! Seeking him out after finally being comfortable around him Asdfghjkl He’d for sure know your favorite snacks and drinks. Thank you for sharing this love like seriously thank you!!! You satisfied my angst needs in this mini fic. This was INCREDIBLE!!! I need a moment…😖🤧

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Listen, Imagine being Danny's sister but you and Ethan have like a hate love kind of relationship with each other and it makes Danny and Chad mad because they can't stand it anymore

“If we locked them in a room together do you think they’d finally kiss…?” Chad bit into a Cheeto he took from the bag Ethan left laying around. Ethan and you were currently on an on going debate about who was the greatest poet in literature, something he zoned out on.

“That’s not something- You know maybe we should. Might get her to shut up about him.” Danny ponders the idea. Looking behind him to grab his beer.

“She doesn’t shut up either- Oh my god. Ethan doesn’t shut the fuck up about her either. I’m telling you! Talks my ear off. Is Y/n gonna be there? Man I can’t stand the way she embarrassed me the other night. Did you know she annotates her books too?” Chad mocks Ethan.

“I know the feeling…Most days it’s I can’t stand him, others times it’s he’s less intolerable today.” Danny’s voiced rose in a high pitch. “I’m all for locking those two blind dumbasses in a room.” Danny raised her beer to take a sip. “Say when…”

“Now…Hey you two come here!” Chad clasped his hands and hollered out to you and Ethan. You both whipped your heads to look at him and walked over.

“What?” You quirked a brow at him.

“How do you feel about the dark?” Chad tilted his head.

“What?!” Ethan narrowed his eyes in confusion. “The dark?”

“The fuck does the dark have to do with anything?” You look at him weirdly.

“I mean I’m not entirely thrilled about-“ Ethan shrugs.

“Great!” Chad and Danny then grabbed you both and shoved you into a closet in the hallway in Sam’s apartment.

“Chad what the fuck!” You bang against the door.

“Chad open the door dude!” Ethan smacked his palm against the door.

“What the hell is wrong with you two?” You exclaim angrily.

“Make sure to include us in your vows okay.” Chad quirked a cheeky smile. Patting the door with his palm. Chad dug into his pocket and pulled out a condom and slid it under the door. “Just in case kiddos!”

“Chad what the fuck!“

“Chad open the fucking door!” Ethan now exclaims angrily.

“Ay whose winning?” Chad called out to the other party members currently watching the game on the tv.