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Cotton Weary wip - Scream II (1997)
I got more pins!
The thin pink and gold one says “you are beautiful” and the gold star says “doing my best” but it’s a bit difficult to see.
my best friend and i are so dale cooper and harry s truman, cece and jess, barney and ted, rocky and tyler, pj and josie, forrest and bubba, george michael and andrew ridgeley, tatum and sidney coded
"Hollow Knight Animation : Scream"
No mind to think
No will to break
No voice to cry suffering
...
...
No voice to cry suffering, right?
Postman: "I got a package here for Stu Macher"
Billy: "Thank you so much"
Billy closes the door
Billy: "....."
Billy: "STU"
Stu runs down the stairs while giggling
Stu: "No peaking, it's for you"
Stu boops Billy on the nose and runs back up the stairs like a madman
Ghostface (Billy): “What’s your favourite scary movie?”
Stu: “Ours” 🥰
Billy: 🥹
Some tattoo rough concepts I’m working on do not steal please I am willing to design tattoo commissions dm me on my Instagram bath.artistry
more ethan requests you say??? dont mind if i do🙏
maybe studying w ethan for school but he keeps getting distracted by readers lip gloss and her lowcut shirt and eventually r notices and is like " :( poor bby" and a make out session(and hj???) ensues
ur the best ily MWAH
hi ily thank you for the request 🫶 making out but no nsfw!
"Okay, so..." You start working through a problem, Ethan picking up his pen to follow along. Both of your pens work down sheets of paper, but your conversation has wandered away from math and onto other things. Ethan has just made you laugh when he makes the mistake of looking to his left at you - and his focus on the work in front of him completely breaks.
You look as gorgeous as you ever do and your lips, pulled up in a smile as you look at Ethan, are coated with shiny color. His eyes linger on you even as you turn back towards your notebook and Ethan has to force his eyes back, too.
But that shirt you're wearing is making it very, very difficult.
Ethan shakes his head to clear it, willing himself to bring himself back into the conversation you're currently having with yourself. He smiles when you start to tease him for his forgetfulness; most recently, how he showed up half an hour late to a hangout because he forgot which train to take.
"Okay, it was one time!" Ethan insists with a scoff (though he bites back a smile).
"And how many times have you gotten lost this year?"
Ethan groans.
"Okay, this month?"
Ethan gives you a look while he watches you laugh. He can't even pretend to be annoyed when you look like that. "You're cruel."
"You love me."
"I do."
You smile, looking at Ethan shyly. It's not often that he's the one making you flustered, a certain pride in your chest knowing that you usually hold that power. But sometimes, Ethan's honesty gets you worked up in the worst way - mostly because Ethan isn't even aware he's doing it.
You hit his shoulder lightly. "Focus." And you're back to your notebook, but Ethan's pen doesn't move.
"Hey, you were getting me off-topic," he protests, trying to pay attention to the paper in front of him.
"It's not my fault you can't multi-task," you call.
Ethan grumbles. "I can totally multi-task."
He really can't.
It's quiet for a while, but it's comfortable. Ethan will occasionally hear you hum or mumble something under your breath as the two of you work and he lets himself look, just take a glance.
That was his biggest mistake.
Ethan watches your face scrunch in concentration, watch you bite your bottom lip.
He turns back to his notebook quickly, but it's too late. All he can think about is what your lip gloss tastes like.
A few minutes (probably a few seconds, but it feels like minutes to Ethan) pass and Ethan can't help another glance.
This time, you're resting an arm on Ethan's desk and you're pressing yourself close - to get a better view of your homework, Ethan's sure, but the angle you're in brings his attention to the low cut of your shirt.
Ethan feels blood rush through his body and he pulls his eyes away, face warm and red. He glances at your face, just to check if you've noticed his staring. You haven't, thank god, and Ethan can't help but steal one more look before turning back to his notebook.
Oh, he is so done for.
He's trying to block out distraction, trying to focus back on his work. He's blocked you out, too, in the process - Ethan doesn't realize you're talking to him until you're shaking his shoulder.
"Ethan," you groan. "Are you on 12e yet?" Your arm has wound around Ethan's, your chin coming to rest on his shoulder to take a look at his work. "Ethan! You're not even on number five yet?"
You sigh, separating from Ethan and turning back to your paper. You're on your own.
Ethan misses the contact immediately, scooting his chair over to wrap his arms around your waist. "I can still help," Ethan offers, eyes finding 12e and reading through the problem.
"No," you sigh. "I should do it on my own."
Ethan frowns, pulls you around to face him. "I can just do it for you," he grins. He'd really like for you to forget all about your homework.
You giggle. "Very sweet, but you can't take my tests for me."
Ethan sighs. "I wish I could."
There's really no way you can look away from him now.
"You're cute." You cup Ethan's face with one of your hands, the other resting on his chair, next to his leg, to support yourself as you lean forward. Ethan shifts as you lean in, swallowing thickly as you get dangerously close to your face. Your lips look even prettier up close and Ethan stares until the very last second, only shutting his eyes when he feels your shiny lips on him. The kiss is soft and quick and it leaves a little bit of sticky residue on his lips.
"Sorry," you laugh, trying to wipe off the transferred lip gloss. Ethan blinks hazily as your hand holds his chin, thumb rubbing his lip.
"'S okay," he mumbles out.
You're so close he's getting dizzy. Ethan gulps. His face brightens. You can feel his cheeks warm from under your fingers and you look at him curiously.
"What's wrong?" You ask curiously.
Ethan burns. "N-nothing." Very convincing.
You tilt your head and you look so perfect. Ethan sighs. "You're just... so pretty."
"Really?" There's a little humor in your voice. You're not wearing anything special today, just casual jeans and a shirt. You look down at your outfit to see if it's somehow changed between the time you got dressed to now but you don't see anything particularly extraordinary.
But you can tell you won't be getting any work done, not when you've somehow becomes the biggest obstacle between Ethan and homework.
"Aw," you grin, taking Ethan's face in your hands. "Would a kiss make you feel better?" You offer with a grin Ethan can't see.
Ethan smiles shyly. "Please?"
How could you refuse?
You kiss Ethan slowly, though they don't stay that way for long. Each kiss grows in intensity and his eyelashes flutter when you kiss him again, deeper than last time. You tilt his head and he makes a sound in the back of his throat.
Your lips are off his and leaving sticky kisses on Ethan's face (though, by now, more of your lip gloss is on him than it is on you). Ethan is looking at you desperately, pulling you in for another open-mouthed kiss, giving you a chance to place your tongue in his mouth.
Ethan makes another sound and the next time your lips disconnect, the both of you are breathing heavily.
You thumb at Ethan's lips again, admiring the little bit of shine left on them.
Ethan's eyes flutter shut again, lips parting slightly, but your fingers on his lips make his eyes open immediately.
"That's due tomorrow," you whisper, motioning to the abandoned work.
Ethan groans.
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Study Session
Pairings: Ethan Landry x Reader.
Warnings: MDNI, SMUT, swearing, PIV, switch!Ethan, oral (m receiving), handjob, blowjob, grinding.
Summary: How can he focus on his studies without a clear mind? That’s all Ethan Landry needed.
Everybody who had met Ethan Landry knew of his strong dedication to his studies and high grades.
Whether it be something he enjoys doing or not, he had made it a clear point that he was determined to pass his upcoming Economics Final - even if that meant he’d need to study with you.
It wasn’t that he didn’t like spending time with you! No, he adored it - loved it even. But how could he possibly stay focused on his work when you were constantly running your mouth at him? You were oblivious, laying on Ethan’s bed with a bored frown etched onto your features, fingers mindlessly picking at the fabric of his bed sheets.
“Ethan,” you had drawled, voice low as you groaned. “How much longer?”
It hadn’t been too long. The last time you had asked, he was sure to let you know he would be at least ten more minutes.
That was twenty-three minutes ago.
With a frustrated sigh, Ethan closed his eyes briefly and leant back onto the headboard, his hands reaching up to rub at his face in annoyance.
“Please, baby. I can’t concentrate when you’re constantly distracting me. I need to get this finished,” was all he said, looking over to the girl who was still lounged carelessly over his sheets. Maybe if it weren’t for the fact that he was running purely on anxiety for the upcoming finals, he might’ve accepted your offer to take a break the first time you had asked.
You sigh as you grudgingly sat up, eyeing him. “When was the last time you slept? I haven’t even seen you once put down your textbook.”
“Last night,” he was quick to answer. “After I was done studying.”
You raised a brow. “And what time was that?”
He didn’t need to answer for you to know it was most likely way later than usual. You could tell from the slight bags under his eyes and the annoyance radiating from him.
“You’re grumpy today, E.”
He let out a long sigh, a pause before he responded. “I’m sorry, alright? But I really need to learn this within the next three days.”
You crawled up to his side when he let out yet another groan, hugging into his side as you inhaled his scent, pressing a small kiss onto his arm, and then another. Slowly trailing the kisses higher to his shoulder.
If he couldn’t learn to take breaks and relax himself, you’d be the one to show him.
“Just a small break, E… just for now,” you pleaded, adjusting your body so that it was now facing him, your soft lips peppering gently over his skin and slowly going up to his neck. “A break is all you need.”
You could practically feel his frustrations slipping away as you sucked at the spot just below his ear, tasting him on your lips as his hot breath brushed her cheek, causing shivers to erupt throughout your body in waves. You were quick to throw a leg over his own, now sitting on top of him so as to not let him pull away. Not that he could now; being far too gone into the many kisses you were littering over his skin.
When you felt his own lips begin to wander, you turned and collided yours against his in a deep kiss. Whilst desperate breaths mingled together, you pulled away briefly to nip at his bottom lip with your teeth, earning yourself a small gasp when his hands began to travel underneath your top.
The sudden desire washed over the both of you, and it was when you pushed against his shoulder that the both of you broke apart.
“Lay down,” you said, watching the way his swollen lips parted as if he was going to speak, but did as he was told nevertheless. He stayed quiet.
He adjusted his body from beneath you so that he was now lying flat on the bed, gazing back up at you with a blush that soon reached his ears.
When you began to grind down onto him through your pants, you could feel the growing erection forming from in his jeans, his attempts at staying quiet long forgotten the more you rocked your hips.
You could feel him against you, hard and straining as you attempted to gain more friction, wetness pooling between your thighs with every sweet moan of pleasure that escaped his lips. Despite his obvious attempts at letting you keep control, his hips subconsciously lift and buck into yours.
“Please, baby,” Ethan moaned as his hands pawed at your thighs, his nails digging into your soft flesh. You couldn’t help but to smile at him.
Your hands were already tugging at his shirt when you said, “Let me take care of you.”
Both of your clothes were off in seconds, tossed onto the floor carelessly and forgotten. It was almost funny to think that Ethan was obviously bigger than you, and yet he still laid a mess beneath your form.
His hair was a matted mess, a thin sheen of sweat glistening off his chest, and his cock lay throbbing and begging to be touched against his abs. The sight of him in such a position caused for warmth to flood throughout your body and travel straight to your core.
Your hand trailed up slowly from his thigh and grasped onto the base of his length, and you watched as his hips bucked up unconsciously into your hand, a moan escaping him as you began to slowly pump him.
You couldn’t help but to admire the deep frown set on his face as he stared at your moving hand, lips parted and inhaling harsh breaths with every small tug you gave. You leant your head down, feeling his gaze on you as his tip grazed your lips.
“Please,” he whined, his hand going to grasp at your hair when you pressed a kiss to the head of his cock. As soon as you felt his hand grasp tighter into your locks, you let out a choked moan as you took him into your warm mouth.
You let his tight grip stay on you as you began to bob your head, ensuring that your tongue swirled along his length and every vein you could find. You took pleasure in hearing his whines and desperate pleas for you to continue, begging you for release.
You pulled back, then took him in further, your eyes watering at the gag threatening to escape. Hallowing your cheeks, you tried your best to do what you knew Ethan loved - and it worked.
Just as he was getting closer to his climax, the slight throb in your mouth telling you he was close, you forced yourself to pull away.
He cried out, his hips lifting in a poor attempt at chasing the friction, cock red and covered in your saliva.
“Fuck, please no, I wasn’t done,” Ethan cried, and you noticed how his cheeks were now flushed and his hair now slightly stuck to his forehead.
You gave him one final kiss, straddling his waist once again as you positioned yourself above him, eagerly guiding his length to your wet entrance.
Ethan had seemed to think you were taking too long, because he jerked his hips as you began to sink down onto him, the both of you letting out breathy moans upon the contact. He started to lift his hips up into you over and over again, and you let him without a second thought. The pleasure soon became overwhelming as you felt his hands grasp tightly at your waist.
Whilst his gaze began to wander, so did his hands. He mindlessly grabbed at whatever he could; that being a hand at your hip and another grasping at your left breast.
“Oh fuck-“ Ethan breathed, his eyes raking over your body with each bounce you made on his dick. The lovestruck grin mixed with his pleasure caused for his eyes to flutter.
He was suddenly pushing his hand against your hip, your movements slowing despite the whine that left the both of you.
“I want to move. Let me do some,” Ethan spoke, and you could only nod as he carefully manoeuvred your body so that you were lying beneath him, his frame now towering over your form as you watched the muscles of his arms flex above you.
He was quick to place himself back inside your cunt and start snapping his hips at a desperate pace, the sound of skin slapping skin and the loud panting filling the small room. Your hands racked at his back, feeling it flex beneath your fingers, and you were sure that if you clawed him any harder, you would have drawn blood.
His face was hidden in the crook of your neck, lips and teeth attacking your flesh and causing your eyes to roll. His smell crowded your senses, and his body was all you could feel. You hadn’t even realised that your legs had gone to wrap around his waist until you were bringing him closer, his moans and whines going straight to your core and another rush of arousal to pool.
You gasped when a particularly harsh snap of his hips met yours. “Please, Ethan!”
Your gaze wandered over his face despite your vision being blurred with tears, his brows drawn in tight concentration and a bead of sweat rolling from his forehead.
His jaw clenched, revealing more of his sharp jawline, and your eyes wandered to find the few hidden moles that littered his skin.
With every small movement Ethan made, his muscles flexed from above you. A part of you wished to reach out and touch them, feel them move beneath your fingers if it weren’t for your hands already preoccupied and clawing at his chest.
His notebooks and laptop were now long gone, fallen off the bed in a heap, yet it didn’t faze either of you, too caught up in the burning pleasure that was catching up.
You couldn’t tell if you wanted him to go faster or to slow down, and it seemed he didn’t know either - his eyes closed tightly and his hips stuttering, growing sloppier and out of rhythm. He was close, and so were you.
You could feel the coil in your stomach churn, begging for at least a bit more friction, and without another thought your fingers found your clit.
“I’m close,” I moaned, only earning a quick nod of the head from Ethan before his hips were speeding up again. His moans and whines grew louder, adding to your pleasure as his hips stuttered to a jerking halt, both of your climaxes washing over you.
Your eyes practically rolled to the back of your head and your hips bucked automatically into his, an attempt at finding any friction to ride out your high. Ethan was shaking above you with his mouth left agape, gaze trained on your face as you both eventually came down.
“Is that why you wanted my attention for so long?” Ethan panted, to which you lazily laughed.
“Am I not allowed to have my boyfriend's attention?”
Ethan merely rolled his eyes but leaned down to press one more kiss to your nose before he carefully pulled out, both of your release spilling out onto the sheets below you.
“We’ll clean it up later,” you told him, pulling him down to lay beside you. “For now I just want you to rest.”
This time, he didn’t think to argue with you, legs tangled together as you gently stroked through his hair with your hand, the rest of the night filled with sweet kisses and care.
I haven’t posted about the FNaF movie in a hot minute, but..
WHAT DO YOU MEAN SKEET ULRICH IS PLAYING HENRY EMILY????
Billy Loomis and Stu Macher reunion OH MY GOD.
Spotify playlist slasher movie vibes
Ft. some art
and of course my horror stickers
(NOW WITH STU!!)
https://chimiriah.etsy.com/listing/1884258180
Stu is being added to the Etsy horror sticker collection ^^
watched Scream 1996
woe stuilly be upon ye
STICKERSS
More characters will be added later
Reblogs much appreciated!!!!
I love the murder gays they make me happy
I'm in love with all of them
sweetthing
you are so shy and awkward, sometimes you even stuttered! how adorable could you be? but this makes him even more in love with you but above all obsessed… 16+ spicy content
{ghost face} Ethan Landry
you smell so good, so delicious… like a biscuit! but also,
you were so pretty in that little skirt of yours… he could easily see your underwear, your ovely light pink lace panties, he could also smell your essence and this made him harder than usual…
“E-ethan…”
when he hears his name called, he wakes up from his trance and when he realizes that it was you calling him, he smiles and says sweetly and so happy to talk with you;
“yes? you need something?” I will gave you everything you need sweetheart, talk to me, with your pretty voice… and please, don’t stop look at me with your doe eyes… he said in his head…
“I'm having a bit of trouble with the economy, I wonder if you could give me a hand... if you want…”
Up until that moment, Ethan just couldn't stop smiling, he was happy, not only to be able to study with you because he was good at economics, but above all he wanted with all his heart to have an intimate moment with you, all alone, just you and him...
“Of course… I will love to help you” Ethan said smiling gently and try to hold back the smirk, biting his cheek to hold his excitement…
~so after that chat, you and Ethan had agreed on the time and especially the place, which would be at your apartment, you know how it is, he didn't want to have any trouble and especially he hated Chad, he wanted you alone without any idiots around, so everything was perfect… the plan would work.
“E-ethan… so this answer is right?” you say hesitantly looking at Ethan, to see if you had written it correctly, and he says in response;
“Oh my sweet thing, it’s wrong… don’t worry! I explain to you again!” actually you did well, but he did it on purpose just to spend more time with you, it didn't matter if he had to explain the same things again, he would have done it endlessly! just for you, for you this and more!
~after a while, you yawn and turn to look at the clock, and you realize that it was 8:45 pm! it was quite late and above all you were hungry… so you decide to invite Ethan to eat together, as if to repay him for helping you with your studies and he was even happier about this…
even if Ethan wanted something else…
together you decided to go out to eat something, so you could also take a walk enjoying the colored lights! a romantic moment… he was so close to kissing you that he receives a message on his phone…
📞 from Quinn; ethan, you son of a bitch, where the fuck are you? you little shit! I swear!
after seeing the message, he started to panic and you noticed, in fact you said worried;
“E-ethan? E-everything it’s fine?”
he seeing your concern, smiles sweetly at you and says, standing up and caressing your face;
“yes sweetheart, I'm fine, but I have to go, it's very late and I don't want to leave you alone, so I want to take you home!”
he was totally a gentleman to his princess! but at the same time a murderer if anyone would dare to touch her or take her away from him… because you know, you are his!
you belong to him…
see now what if i js cook smth up w the plot of this ???
Horror Pulp Cover art anyone? Idk haha I just really liked the style and thought it fit :3
Love that horror movies have the most iconic musicals. It’s so sad I can’t see Scream’d in person I am LAMENTING
Ethan I’m tryna three way with you and your roomie
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