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hannahhook7744 · 2 years

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Chaudrey Friendship headcanons;

Summary; my headcanons about Chad Charming and Audrey Rose's friendship requested by my dear friend @cleverqueenchild .

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Audrey dyes her hair pink exactly one time after the events of descendants 3.

She dyes it back less than a month later after noticing how Chad would flinch when she moved too quickly when her hair was pink.

Chad can't stand pink hair after the events of descendants 3. It freaks him out.

His claustrophobia have worsened after it as well, much to Audrey's guilt.

They've known eachother since they were babies.

They were tutored by the same tutors growing up and knowing that they were expected to rule once their parents stepped down as the royalers of their kingdoms, which can put alot of stress on a kid.

They have a ton of inside jokes between the two of them.

After the hair don't situation in wicked world, Chad tried to cheer Audrey up by telling her that the hair do wasn't that bad and that it actually looked pretty nice.

She didn't believe him but appreciated the sentiment.

Both of them are neat freaks and obsessed with looking their best-- which was drilled into them by Leah and the harsh critics that are the paparazzi.

When Audrey was learning how to apply make up, she used Chad as a practice dummy. She still does occasionally.

They use to sword fight together when they were kids and occasionally they'll sneak out to do so in the present.

They are both forced to do community service and into therapy after the events of d3. For once, niether of them complain.

They are one another's best friend and confidante. They tell things they wouldn't tell anybody else.

Audrey was the one who straightened Chad's hair for the first time and the one who introduced him to hair spray and hair gel. He's been obsessed with the two things ever since.

Audrey was the one who first encouraged Chad to try out for Tourney and the Swords and shields team-- thinking and hoping that it would give him a confidence boost and make him less jealous of others. It only partly worked.

When one is in trouble, the other doesn't hesitate to answer the call. Which is one of the many reasons that they're closer to eachother over their other friends.

Leah doesn't like Chad. The feeling is not mutual because he is desperate for her approval, especially after his beloved grandfather's death.

Leah always stressed how important it was was Audrey that she marry a prince, which is why Chad ended up becoming a back up for her in case things didn't work out with Ben.

Chad wasn't upset when he found out that they weren't actually dating and when he found out that Audrey didn't return his feelings. No really he wasn't. At least that's what he tells himself.

Chad's feelings for Audrey is just one of the many, many reasons he grew to resent Ben despite the fact that he was one of his closest friends.

Audrey didn't realize this until well after d3 and it just adds to the growing mountain of things she feels guilty about.

When confronted about the whole situation with Chad by Jane of all people, a stunned and slightly hurt (but understanding ) Audrey insisted that she didn't know how he felt about her at the time and that if she had, she never would have fake dated him.

It's one of the many, many things they talk about in therapy.

They make sure the other eats when they get overworked or upset. They both like pumpkin lattes.

The two of them have large social media followings and often collab with one another.

They grew codependent on one another when they realized they were drifting apart from the large majority of their friends prior to d1 and no one really noticed- noticed until after the events of Queen of mean when they realized that it was driving Chad insane when Audrey was avoiding him out of gulit for what she did.

Their friendship is alot healthier when they're older.

They learned how to play the piano together.

They were the first numbers in eachothers' first phones.

They have eachother listed as the other's emergency contact when they are both single.

They compliment eachother alot and usually have to talk down the other from doing anything too crazy. Which doesn't always work. But hey at least they try, am I right?

They never forgot the others' birthday and always try to be there or at least have a small gift when the day comes up.

They use to joke and dream about running away together when they were kids.

It always went like this; they'd run as far and fast as they could until they found a place far enough away from all the responsibilities and pressure and name calling and find a nice cottage to live in until they found their true loves. Chad would become a model like he always wanted and Audrey would become a professional ice skater and they'd travel the world until they found what they were looking for.

They obviously never got to but they both still remember those late night talks and just how well they had planned everything out. They had even picked out a color for the drapes.

When one of them can't sleep, they'll spend hours on the phone talking to one another until they can. This mainly comes from Audrey's fear that she won't wake up if she does go to sleep.

Chad never once complains though.

Chad always avoided small spaces growing up haunted by the stories of what his mother went through and one particularly horrible game of hide out seek.

Audrey helped him by usually getting whatever he needed from said spaces for him.

He grew out of it /claimed he did but in reality just toughed it out once they got to highschool.

And coincidentally, after the whole Audrey turning evil thing, his extreme avoidance of small spaces has returned. Which is totally coincidental. No he will not elaborate.

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shedontlovehuhself · 11 months

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"I’m especially proud that our story about fighting the good fight also gave us opportunities to tell diverse and inclusive stories. We need more of that on screen"

#im so sad still #i know people were like 'why did he do another cw show?' because he was proud of what they were doing 🌈#coming from a show where he & Bobo had to canon queer cas like a chess game to a show where they openly making the stories queer #and to have it all be gone because the new network owners care about conservative $$$#they deserve better #misha collins #Gotham Knights #gotham knights tv series #misha tweets #Harvey Dent #two face #natalie abrams #james stoteraux #chad fiveash

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illogicaldisplay · 2 years

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chad danforth from high school musical is a bisexual icon. at first, he struggles with his own identity and, as seen in the I Don’t Dance scene, he’s in denial and doesn’t want to accept his queerness, but he learns to love himself thanks to the support of the wildcats. ryan evans, again from high school musical, is a gay icon. he struggles with finding his place next to his sister, but he learns to come forward and show off his talents. together, the two of them create a power couple that has not been replicated in the almost 15 years since the trilogy concluded. in this essay i will-

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faethewitch · 1 year

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Wholesome Bleach Headcanons (6/?):

After TYBW, Ichigo and the boys (Chad, Uryu, Keigo, and Mizuiro) go on “bro dates”. After almost dying so many times everyone just wants to spend time together. The boys spend their hangouts doing all of the things normal teens should be doing. They goof off, do stupid shit, and get in trouble (which they are quick to escape). Ichigo makes a point to use this time to get Uryu to loosen up, which leads to shenanigans, and many pranks on Ryuken. They are occasionally joined by Renji and Ikkaku, Karakura fears the days the boys get together.

#bleach #bleach anime #ichigo kurosaki #chad yasutora #keigo asano #uryu ishida #mizuiro kojima #ikkaku madarame #renji abarai #let boys be boys #these are kids not soldiers #ichigo and the boys deserve better #just a bunch of dumbasses doing dumbass things #they go into the woods and flip logs and rocks to see the little crawlies under them #they harass society because it’s funny to see people freak out about kids hanging on stoplights #gotta stop for ice cream and check in with the girlfriends at the bakery #the boys go to karin’s soccer games #they go home at lunchtime for yuzu’s cooking #bro time

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bethanythebogwitch · 8 months

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I was going to make a post about underutilized characters in Bleach but I had to stop when I realized it was pretty much a post about every character in Bleach

#i like bleach #it was one of my first series #but it is a very flawed series #and kubo made way more characters than he knew what to do with #chad karin and yuzu deserved better #bleach #bleach anime

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following-the-drum · 2 years

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incel

/ˈinˌsel/

noun

a member of an online community of young men who consider themselves unable to attract women sexually, typically associated with views that are hostile toward women and men who are sexually active.

"self-identified incels have used the internet to find anonymous support"

#CoS #Strahd #Curse of Strahd #seriously don’t mean to come off as gatekeeping #but like find a better word #because he isn’t #he is a fucking asshole #but for fucks sake he has a goddamned Harem #did he get denied yes yes he did and good for her he deserves that fucking slap on the wrist #and worse #but for fucks sake getting denied by one woman doesn’t make one an incel #just tired of the term getting over/misused #he is the chad of which incel’s speak in full length about #seriously all the worst traits of a Chad combined into one character

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regalityandcoffee · 1 year

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Actually I'm not done Otis's booking was fucking terrible after the Mandy x Oris storyline and kind of bad in between ESPECIALLY the money in the bank shit with the Miz because they just dumbed him down and was mean to him and made him seem like he only cared about food WHEN HE'S A SWEET GUY WHO LIKES WRESTLING HIS BEST FRIEND AND GETS ALL DORKY AROUND HIS GIRLFRIEND AND HE DESERVED BETTER DAMN IT

AND DON'T EVEN GWT MW STARTED ON SPLITTING UP HEAVY MACHINERY

#regality rambles #im glad him being friends with Chad is doing good but fuck man Otis deserved better #otis dozovic

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skullywullypully · 2 years

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Ladies and Gentlemen, I have finally finished watching Bleach!

#bleach #what a ride #now I can watch the tybw when it releases #and I can now read all the fanfictions without spoilers #I didn't really care that much for the fullbringers #I couldn't get attach to the characters #I love the new hairstyles everybody got though #Chad and Orihime deserved better #and why did Ichigo wanted to bury that guy again?

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dentpx · 1 year

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Zoe's Ultimate Favorite Character of All Time Poll: Round Two, Day Three category: i loved you to the point of creation (blog, playlist, fanfic, etc)

#boyfriend vs boyfriend #its hard bc one of them deserves to win because hes a better character (carlos_#and one of them deserves to win because i wrote an insane amount of fanfiction about him (chad)#character of all time poll #round two day three

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mayoiayasep · 2 years

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YOURE SO RIGHT ABT URYU

him being a doctor AAAAAGHHH he literally said he didnt want to because of his dad smh

him being a clothes designer would have been great; brilliant idea imo

the quincy arc sucks so bad overall

he's not my favorite of the main crew (that place does go to Chad) but he's SO important and very funny (to me)

he's very dramatic and his whole "i hate soul reapers (actively helping ichigo and rukia)" is very good and refreshing, esp since most people in bleach just admit they like ichigo and think he's cool and want to help

it makes him stand out more, especially since he's supposed to be The Last Quincy and all

RIGHT ok bc like the doctor thing. if uryu had to be a doctor the fucking least that kubo could do was like. give us a reason WHY like why the hell would uryu do that. god

the qunicy arc is one of the arcs ive just. blocked from my mind. i genuinely dont remember anything after the aizen arc

ALSO. in the hueco mundo arc. ORIHIME shouldve been the one to beat ulquiorra and not ichigo like idc if orihime's thing was to be a healer youre trying to tell me she got a powerup when tatsuki got hurt. tatsuki her dear friend. and then when ichigo literally almost died. like im pretty sure he was dead. she got jack shit. tite kubo meet me outside right the fuck now

#inbox mail #also goooood choice chad is soooo good<3 i love him<3 he deserved a better ending too jfc #angelic-archivist #hi do you want an emoji tag btw

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kimtranssexler · 2 years

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Kim please take the job

#you deserve better than hhm #she’s like the best lawyer in the state #also her and Jimmy’s bargoer scamming is such chad behavior I’m kinda obsessed #bcs liveblog #s2e6

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3ye-guy · 1 year

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Chad from gay future is trans and gay.

#gay future podcast #Chad gay future #I’m not sure how to spell his last name and I can’t find it written anywhere #he deserved so much better than his dads

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bloatedandalone04 · 1 year

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➪the one where you and ethan sleep together for the first time. (requested)

Warnings: 18+, smut, inexperienced reader, inexperienced ethan, established relationship, fluff, making out, all that fun stuff

Word Count: 4.1k

Do not repost this anywhere, reblogs are fine <3

The fact that you finally had a day to yourself was hard to believe, but what was even crazier was the fact that your boyfriend had a day off, too.

Chad would be in and out of the apartment all day as he had lectures, so Ethan invited you over to spend the day together. It had been a while since the two of you had any alone time, so you weren’t about to pass up the opportunity to see him.

That’s where you are now.

Chad had been out for over two hours now and only recently sent Ethan a text that told him he’d be hanging out with Mindy and Tara for the rest of the day. That meant Ethan had the apartment all to himself…..with you.

Fast forward to half an hour later, when a quick kiss turned into a full blown makeout right there on the couch. Seeing as you were in the communal space of the apartment, Ethan suggested moving it to his room, and you were surprised at how fast you agreed.

Ethan got off you and held his hand out, grinning at you when you took it, and led you to his room, where he shyly mumbled, “Sorry about the mess,” before you were back to making out, but this time on his bed.

Your heart was racing just a bit as this was as far as you’ve ever gotten with anyone. The amount of times you had found yourself under Ethan, his lips pressed to yours, you’d think you were a pro at it by now. But that was as far as your experience went.

Yes, you’re a virgin, but so is Ethan.

And you couldn’t think of a better person to lose your virginity to.

The topic had come up on more than one occasion and the two of you had decided that there was no need to wait for a special occasion or certain time to do it. The fact that it would be together was special enough. If things got too heated during a make out, then that was when you would do it.

And it seemed as though that time was now.

Your hands were clinging onto his shirt while his explored the skin of your stomach. Ethan had always had a bad case of wandering hands, and right now was no exception. His hands slipped past your shirt without you even realising it, and now the tips of his finger were leaving goosebumps along your abdomen.

Things were heating up quickly and you knew that if you didn’t stop soon, who knows what would happen next. The idea of him taking you right here and now was definitely on your mind, though.

You were more than ready to lose the one thing that had been with you since birth, and the thought of losing it with Ethan turned you on to the point of no return. You just wished you knew what he was thinking, and if he was thinking the same thing you were.

When Ethan’s lips left yours and began to trail down your neck, your hands moved upwards and gripped the sides of his face. You pull his head away from your shoulder so you could look him in the eye when you asked, “What are you thinking about right now?”

It was an odd question, sure, and you could only hope that he understood what you were really asking. Ethan moved so he was leaning on his elbows, his arm coming up to rest next to your head as he tucked your hair behind your ear. “I’m thinking,” he trailed off, his dark eyes filling with lust as he gazed at your kiss swollen lips. “About what I could’ve possibly done to deserve the most beautiful girl to be looking at me the way you are now.”

Your face heats up and you bite down on your lip as you grin, your eyes flickering between his mouth and the brown irises of his. “I want you,” you say quietly, your hand moving to smooth down his mess of curls.

Ethan only moved his face closer to yours until his lips were brushing against yours as he murmured, “Yeah?”

You nodded, your nose brushing against his. “Yes,” you say and press a kiss to his mouth, your hand moving to grip his jaw. “Do you want me?”

“Are you seriously asking me that?” The teasing tone had you rolling your eyes and shaking your head.

“I just want to make sure you’re ready,” you mumble, turning your head away in embarrassment. “I don’t want to pressure you.”

“Baby,” he tilted your head so he could look into your eyes. “I’ve never wanted something as badly as I want you. I’m more than ready to do this with you.”

His words bring a blush to your cheeks and you tug on his shirt to stop yourself from kissing him.

“I think we’ve waited long enough,” he mumbled, giving you a boyish grin. “Don’t you?”

You nod quickly, giving him a chaste kiss. “I think we have,” you answer and Ethan grins before his lips are back on yours. His hands move to the hem of your shirt and he lifts the fabric up, making you press your chest to his as he rids you of the piece of clothing.

Before you could even think about feeling self conscious about him seeing you like this for the first time, Ethan pulls away and kneels above you to tug off his own shirt. Your breath gets caught in your throat at his surprisingly toned chest, and you can’t help but reach out and run the tips of your fingers along the semi-defined lines.

Feeling his eyes on you, your hand moves down to tug on the waistline of his jeans, a small smirk on your lips. “So, this is what you’ve been hiding from me,” you say, watching as his face becomes flustered. “I gotta say, those long sleeved shirts don’t do you any justice, baby.”

Ethan moves back down and hovers over you once again, his face inches from yours. “When did you become such a flirt?” He asks, his index finger playing with the strap of your bra. “Five months in and you’re only now showing me this side of you?”

You shrug. “What can I say? You make me want to do things I shouldn’t,”

Ethan holds back a growl at your words and he closes the gap again, pressing a searing kiss to your lips. His fingers continued to play with the straps of your bra until his hands slid up your back, where he clumsily unclasped it and pulled the fabric from your body.

At the sight of your chest being fully exposed to him for the first time, Ethan had to bite back a moan. His mind went back to the summer time, when the two of you were just starting out as a couple, and you were invited to come with him, Chad, Tara and Mindy to the beach. You wore a bikini and he thought you looked hot then, but if he knew what that small, red top was hiding back then, he was sure he would’ve ravished you right there on the sand.

After letting him stare at you for a few seconds, you begin to feel overwhelmed and move your hands to cover yourself. Ethan’s fingers wrap around your wrists, lifting your hands off your chest and pinning them against the mattress beside your head.

He dips down to place a kiss to your lips before he moves onto your neck, and for a brief second you wonder if his heart was beating as fast as yours is.

As quick as any thoughts enter your mind, they leave it as Ethan’s lips wrap around one of your peaks. It was messy, but that was to be expected as this was his first time doing anything like this.

His teeth tug and his fingers twist until you’re squirming under him, your hands tangling in his hair. His lips move further down your body until they reach the lining of your jeans. He unzips them and tugs them down as he places wet kisses on the skin of your hips.

Your underwear was discarded as well and you were left completely bare in front of him within seconds. Before you could start to feel uncomfortable, Ethan moved his hands to his own jeans, where he easily unbuttons them and tugs the fabric down his legs.

He hovers back over you and holds himself up with one arm. His free hand trails down your body until his middle finger is pressing against the bundle of nerves that rested above your core. Your hips jolted forward at the sudden pressure on your lower lips and your brows furrow as you bite down on your lip.

It was a pressure you had felt many times before, you were a woman and had needs, after all, but the feeling of someone else doing it made it feel a lot more intense.

Your hands grips his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin and unknowingly making him hold back a deep groan at the feeling. It was news to him that he seemed to enjoy the sting of your nails slightly piercing him, and the thought had him a bit worried at what other things he would discover about himself as the two of you further explore each other’s bodies. He never thought of himself being one of those people who got turned on by pain, but that was to be expected as he also didn’t really know what his kinks and turn ons were to begin with.

But that was something that could be further explored later in your relationship. Right now, Ethan focused on placing feather light touches to your clit. Though he was inexperienced, he knew the basics of how to please you and used that knowledge as best as he could.

He was refraining from grinding his hips into the mattress to relieve him of the discomfort of his length straining against the fabric of his boxers. This whole moment felt long overdue, and Ethan refused to have it all end in a matter of minutes, so he does his best to ignore the throbbing down below.

Ethan also knew that it would be a bit more than painful on your part, so he was trying to get you as ready as possible, to ensure the pain is minimal. From what he could tell, pain was nowhere near what you were feeling right now as you held him tighter and hid your face against his neck. Quiet moans escaped you and you felt a blush spread across your face at the unfamiliar feeling of being this close to him.

This feeling of intimacy was completely new to you and to him as well. The way his finger was hesitant and moved with uncertainty, and the way he seemed to be mesmerised by your sounds and the fact that he was the cause of them, it was obvious.

Ethan kept his eyes locked on you as he slipped his finger in between your folds, still a bit unsure of what he was doing. He knew you liked it, that much was clear when he felt your lips press against his neck in hopes to not be too loud. It made him feel excited, proud, even.

He was the first person to touch you like this, and that thought alone had him forcing his heart to slow down before he finished without even starting. He couldn’t think of a better person to be his first. Actually, he couldn’t think of anything at all except you and how you look and how you sound.

You whined against his skin before sucking a small mark that would be hidden by his shirt so he wouldn’t have to hear Chad go on about how he finally lost his virginity. At least not yet.

The stimulation of his finger had your legs shaking slightly and you knew that you wouldn’t last long. Especially not with the way he was currently looking at you. It was as if you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen. You could almost see love in his eyes, despite the fact that he had yet to say those words to you. One day soon, hopefully, as you knew your feelings for him ran deeper than anything you had ever felt before.

You fell fast, and unbeknownst to you, Ethan fell harder.

The pressure intensified and your brows furrow while your hands grip his shoulders impossibly tighter. Ethan groans at the feeling and the sound causes the small knot in your stomach to snap. Your head leaves its safe spot against his neck and falls back against the pillow, making your moans spill from your lips with nothing to muffle them.

Ethan continued to apply pressure to your clit as you let out heavy breaths, your legs shaking out of your control. “Fuck,” you mutter, you hands falling from his shoulders and landing on the mattress.

You let out a few more whimpers and curses, making Ethan smirk to himself as he finally gave your poor clit a beak. While you tried to catch your breath, you pressed your palms flat against his chest while Ethan began placing kisses along your collarbone.

He sucked a mark onto your skin and ran his tongue over it afterwards, this being nothing new to him as he had left countless of marks on you during the five months he’s been your boyfriend.

It didn’t take very long at all for you to feel your want for him grow and your hips lift up, silently begging for the friction to return.

Ethan’s lips return to yours and you kiss him back, pressing up against him and pouring your need into the way your lips brushed against his. His hands grip the sides of your face as his hips press against yours. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against your mouth.

His words set butterflies loose all over your body and you felt a chill run down your spine at the same time you felt a hot jolt shoot to your core. You pull away from his mouth and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling his head so it was pressed against your shoulder. “I want you,” you whisper as you embrace him. Ethan’s grip on you tightens at your words and he gently begins grinding his hips against yours. “I want you so bad.”

Ethan presses a kiss to your shoulder. “You have me, baby,” he mumbled. “I’m not going anywhere.”

He pulled back before he said his next words, observing the way your eyes were squeezed shut and how your parted lips begged for his. He was sure there hadn’t been a time where you looked more beautiful, more breathtaking. He couldn’t believe how lucky he had gotten with you. He was completely infatuated with you and couldn’t help himself in telling you exactly how he felt.

One of his hands reached up to brush away a few fallen strands of hair from your face before his thumb gently tugged on your lower lip. He gazed at your mouth, surprised at how calm he was when he was about to confess something he had known for a while now, something he had never told any of his past girlfriends. “I love you,”

Your eyes open quickly and meet his. You search for any indication that he wasn’t being truthful or maybe getting caught up in the moment and saying things he didn’t actually mean. Seeing nothing but love in his eyes, your expression softens and you break out into a grin. “Really?” You ask and gently press your fingers into his shoulders when he nodded. “I love you, too.”

Ethan lets out a relieved sigh and connects your lips once again, this time more passionate than ever. The kiss was full of love and want and need and it was by far the most overwhelming kiss you have ever shared with him. A surge of heat floods your senses and you slide your hands down his body, pausing at the tight hem of his black boxers.

Before you could free him, Ethan’s hands grab yours as he pulls away from your mouth. “Are you sure about this?” He asks again, letting you know that you were able to back out at any second.

You shake your head, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. “More than sure,” you mumble, sliding your hands back up his chest. “I want you.”

Thank fuck Ethan wanted to say as he was sure he would’ve cried if you backed out when he was this close to feeling you for the first time. He would’ve been fine with you doing so, of course, but he also would’ve had to excuse himself for a bit so he could relieve the painful ache he’s been feeling since the makeout you endured back on the couch.

Instead of telling you just how painfully hard you made him, he did the next best thing and showed you by reaching down to pull himself free from the tight confinement of his boxers.

You felt your heart skip a beat as you finally allowed yourself to take it all in. In about ten seconds, you would no longer be a virgin. You were doing this with someone you loved, someone who loved you.

Your head was spinning when he lined himself up with you, holding back a nervous sigh as the last thing he wanted to do was hurt you in any way. Even if that pain would turn to pleasure in as little as a minute or two, he was still worried about your first time not being enjoyable.

What he didn’t realise, however, was that you knew your first time would be enjoyable no matter what as you were doing it with him. You had never felt this way before and never wanted to take this step with your past boyfriends, so that alone should be enough to assure him that you would be fine.

One deep breath later and he was entering you, unsure of if he was supposed to go slow or go in all at once. He was fully inside of you, his mind going blank for a few seconds as the feeling of you took him over.

Neither of you mentioned protection, but at this point you were both too far gone to even think about that right now. Granted, your first time should have probably included a condom, but the feeling of being filled by him in his entirety was enough to have you not caring about the consequences.

He stayed still and used his thumb to gently stroke your cheekbone as you sucked in a breath, your eyes glued to where you were connected. It was overwhelming right from the start, and Ethan had to tuck his face against the side of your neck to stop him from bucking his hips. “Fuck,”

Your walls flutter at the curse word and you reach one hand down to grip his waist, your nose brushing against his shoulder in the process. The pain caught you off guard at first, but you were quickly swept away in the moment as everything hit you at once, the feeling of love, his words, the stretch. It had you squeezing your hand in encouragement for him to take you and claim you as his.

Ethan shuddered as he pulled out just a bit, testing the feel of things, before he was buried back inside of you. Your mouth opened and quiet breaths escaped you, making his ears burn with want to hear you make those sounds again. At this point he was sure he needed to hear you, he needed to know that you were feeling everything he was.

The feeling of your tight walls hugging him firmly had him groaning out, his eyes squeezing shut and his hand moving to tightly grip yours. Keeping his other one pressed against the mattress beside your head, he began to sloppily thrust into you. Your back arched, your chest pressing up against his as you wrapped your arm around his shoulders. Pulling him tightly against you, you lift your legs to wrap around his waist and wince at the small jolt of pain you received from the new angle. The pinch was nothing compared to the feeling of him brushing against every hidden part of you and you held his hand tighter.

Your cries of pleasure spurred him on and made his thrusts quicker. He set a steady pace now, his hips meeting yours and pressing you completely into the mattress. He was quickly getting the hang of it, much to his surprise, and he used the hold he had on your hand to refrain from ending it all too soon.

“Fuck,” he muttered again, fucking into you at a bruising pace. His lips found yours in a messy kiss. Your tongues battled for a second or two, with him ultimately winning due to the fact that your mind was racing. His words didn’t help that fact, either. “You’re so fucking pretty. Feel so good, fuck, baby.”

Your eyes nearly rolled into the back of your head. “I love you,” was all you were able to say.

Ethan moaned loudly at your words, sliding your joined hands further up the bed. “Say that again,” he mumbled, delivering a sharp thrust and making your body move with his. “Tell me you love me again.”

Your legs tighten around him and you bring your free hand up to caress his jaw. “I love you so much,” you murmur, unable to be any louder in fear that you would accidentally scream. “You’re so good to me, make me feel so good.”

Ethan felt his heartbeat quicken at your words, a throaty groan leaving his mouth as he reached down to grab your waist with his free hand. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he grunted, sliding his hand down further and pressing his thumb against your sensitive clit. “I wanna make you come again.”

You were left speechless at that, your brows furrowing as your lips parted. Unable to form any words, you allow moans to freely leave your mouth and turn your head as Ethan begins placing open mouth kisses against your neck. Unlike your careful placements on his skin, he didn’t hold himself back on marking up your neck like it was the last thing he would ever do.

He wanted to make it known to everyone that you were his and that he was the one who you allowed to be your first. And if he had a say in it, he would also be your last.

“My pretty girl,” he mumbled against your skin, his unrelenting pace of both his thrusts and finger making your vision begin to blur. “So good. I love you.”

You squeezed your eyes shut and held onto him with a death grip as you felt that knot from before snap once again without warning. This time it hit you much harder than the first, and you were unable to stop the loud cries that left your mouth as he continued to fuck into your core. “Fuck, Ethan, fuck-fuck,”

He felt your warmth flood around him and cursed under his breath when your walls hugged him deeper. He removed his thumb from your clit as he began losing control over the pacing of his hips and looked down at your fucked out expression.

The look you gave him and the way your walls begged for him had him leaning down and hiding his face against your neck. He sloppily fucked into you as he reached his high, his stomach muscles tensing and flexing beyond his control. His boyish groans and whimpers were lost to your skin, and his sounds damn near almost made you come for a third time.

His hips stilled and he stayed buried in you as he lifted his head. You met him halfway and connected your lips in what could be subscribed as the most innocent kiss you’ve shared today. When you pulled away, he gave you a small grin as he asked, “How are you doing?”

You brush your nose against his when you answered, “Perfect. You’re perfect,”

Ethan’s face heats up and he kisses you again before you could see the pink hue paint his cheeks.

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry imagines #scream 6 ethan #ethan scream 6 #ethan landry smut #scream 6 #scream 6 x reader #scream 6 imagines

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schrodingerspsycho · 8 months

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Another Shot - Chapter 1

Pairing - Sam Carpenter x Reader

Warnings - None

Word Count - 1.5k

Summary - Enemies to Lovers. An unexpected reunion throws you for a loop.

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You heard the bell above the door ring and started making your way to the front counter. It was a slow day and Tara, your new coworker and friend, was already up there, but you liked talking with the customers. You saw she was already helping the group and planned on hanging back in case she needed anything. That was until you recognized the tall woman grinning down at her.

“Sam?” You approached the counter cautiously, and her face fell when she saw you. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again.”

“Y/N.” Her icy tone paired perfectly with the cold look in her eyes. You glared back at her. You couldn’t believe she had the gall to treat you this way; as if you were the one who-

“Wait, you two know each other?” Tara’s eyes darted between you, undoubtedly trying to decipher the tension that hung in the air.

“Yes,” you replied, without sparing her a glance. “We used to… hang out. Back in Modesto.”

“What are you doing in New York?” Sam asked, and you felt the pang of a long-forgotten hurt pierce your heart.

“I told you I was saving up to start classes at NYU,” you said, the bite in your voice sounding more like a whine. “You know moving here was my dream. We talked about it so many times.”

“Well, I must’ve forgotten,” she said unapologetically. “It’s been a long time.”

“Yeah,” you snapped back. “It has.”

“Woah,” breathed the guy standing behind Sam. The girl next to him slapped his arm.

“Why don’t you introduce us to your friend, Tara?” she blurted with a forced smile. “Since they’re already well acquainted with Sam.”

“Yes! This is my friend Mindy and my boyfriend Chad,” she said, and they waved at you. You smiled back at them, determined to leave Sam in the past where she belonged. “And this is Y/N. They were my trainer when I first started, and they’re my favorite person to work with.”

“Aww, thanks, T,” you smiled, placing an affectionate hand on her shoulder. Sam’s eyes flashed toward you dangerously, and you relished the fact that you could piss her off so easily. It was far from the comeuppance she deserved, but the small satisfaction almost took away the sting of seeing her again. “I’ll let you take care of your friends here. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Yeah, okay,” she nodded.

“It was nice to meet you,” you said, waving to Chad and Mindy. You couldn’t help but glare at Sam as you left, your emotions getting the better of you. “Of all the fucking people that could’ve shown up tonight,” you muttered to yourself, “why did it have to be her?”

You busied yourself with wiping down the trays, trying your best to keep your mind off of Sam. Fortunately, you were still an expert at that, and soon you were so engrossed in your task that you didn’t see Tara approaching you.

“Hey, what’s your beef with my sister?” she demanded. She didn’t sound angry, which was a relief, but she showed no intention of letting the matter go.

You shook your head, avoiding her eyes. “It’s nothing.”

“That was not nothing!”

“It’s in the past,” you declared. “If you really want to know, you can ask her what she did. But I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Okay.”

Her brows were knotted together in a troubled expression, her voice losing the loud confidence she always had. You didn’t have to know Sam to know she hadn’t told her little sister anything about the years she’d been away. But unfortunately for you, you did. You sighed.

“It was personal shit. You don’t need to worry about it. But it would be best if you take her order whenever she comes in here.”

Tara nodded and headed back to the front of the diner. Even though it was half an hour early, you decided to clean the bathrooms. Anything was better than having to face Sam again.

“Okay, what was that?” Mindy whispered loudly as they sat down.

“What was what?” Sam said, refusing to meet her eyes.

“That thing between you and Tara’s coworker! What did they do? I haven’t seen you that unhappy to see someone since Ghostface!”

Sam closed her eyes and shook her head. “What? No, that’s not… no.”

“Oh, c’mon! You used to “hang out” back in Modesto? What does that mean?”

“Hey, that’s Sam’s private business. She doesn’t have to talk about it if she doesn’t want to,” Chad said, ignoring his sister’s gasp of betrayal. Then he turned to Sam with the most adorable, pleading expression he could muster. “But I’ll buy you a milkshake if you tell us what happened.”

Sam raised an eyebrow. “Are you trying to bribe me? With a milkshake?”

“Is it working?”

“No, it’s not,” she replied, smiling in spite of herself. Mindy slapped Chad’s arm.

“Damn it, that totally would’ve worked when we were kids! Why aren’t you cute anymore?”

“Hey, I’m cute! I’m very cute, ask anyone! You think I’m cute, right, Sam?”

Sam just rolled her eyes. She was glad that after all these years the twins were still the same goofballs they’d always been, but that didn’t mean they weren’t a pain in the ass sometimes.

“-No, wait, shut up! We have to get to the bottom of this!” Mindy exclaimed, interrupting the argument she had started. She turned back to Sam, still far too excited considering what she was probing her about. “Please, you have to tell us! I’m literally going to die if I don’t hear this tea!”

Sam sighed and rubbed her eyes. She knew they weren’t going to stop. “We were friends, and then we had a fight. There’s really nothing else to report.”

“You are such a terrible liar, you know that?” Mindy smirked. “Fine, if you won’t tell us, we’ll figure it out on our own.”

Sam groaned, knowing she meant they planned to use Tara to get to her. But it wouldn’t work this time. Not even her beloved baby sister could get her to relive what had happened with you. At least, not for anyone to hear. That dreadful night had been replaying in her head from the moment she saw you, merciless in its vividity.

Luckily, the twins dropped the interrogation, and she didn’t see you again for the rest of the night. But the damage was done. You were in New York City and back in her life. Of all the places Tara could’ve chosen to go to school- to work- why did you have to be there too?

Sam tried not to think about you, she really did. But she’d never been good at keeping you off her mind, at least not on her own. She was thankful for the chaotic distraction the twins provided with their constant light-hearted bickering, but when they left for the bodega to get a midnight snack, she was left alone with her memories of you.

Before she could spiral too much, Sam heard the front door open. At first, she was relieved to see Tara. But she should’ve known better.

“Hey, how was the rest of your shift?”

“It was fine,” Tara replied with a tight-lipped smile. “What happened between you and Y/N?”

“What?”

“I asked them, and they told me to ask you what you did.” There was a look of apprehension in her eyes, but it wouldn’t be outdone by her morbid curiosity. “Sam, what happened?”

“It was nothing.”

“Don’t give me that “it was nothing” bullshit! I’ve never seen you freeze the way you did when you saw them, and I didn’t think Y/N could get that angry!” Tara took a deep breath and Sam shrank under her gaze. “You know I don’t judge you for whatever you did while you were gone, but the tension between you two was palpable. And you know the kind of tense shit I’ve seen.”

Sam swallowed, stuffing her hands into her back pockets and shifting her gaze to the floor. Tara waited patiently, and when she finally spoke, her voice was soft and shaking. “Let’s just say that when I knew Y/N, I was at a very bad point in my life. I did a lot of things that I regret. But there’s nothing I can do about it now.”

“That’s not an explanation,” Tara said, throwing her hands up exasperatedly. “I have to work with them every day now, I think I deserve to know what happened!”

“But you don’t, though,” Sam said, finally meeting her eyes and sounding as tired as she felt. “You can be friends with them if you want, I don’t care, but what happened between us doesn’t concern you, Tara! You need to leave it alone.”

“Sam-”

“I’m going to bed,” she stated, turning around swiftly and cutting off Tara’s attempted apology. She shut her bedroom door without a backward glance and leaned against it, covering her face with her hands. She wouldn’t cry for you. She refused to give you that kind of power.

A few miles away, in your own second-floor apartment, you didn’t grant yourself the same respect.

#sam carpenter x reader #sam carpenter #scream #enemies to lovers #scream fanfic #fanfic #another shot

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coryosbaby · 1 year

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Ultraviolence - E.L & C.M

(pt. 1)

Fandom: “Scream Vi”

Pairing: Stepbrother! Ethan Landry x fem! Reader, Chad Meeks Martin x fem! Reader (not in this chapter), Ethan Landry x Chad Meeks Martin (not in this chapter)

Warning: dubcon, stepcest (stepsister x stepbrother), reference to being siblings while fucking (I’m sorry), jealousy, p n v, Ethan isn’t a virgin in this, loss of virginity for reader, Cherry popping, slight blood kink, scent kink, sir kink, dark! Dom! Ethan, sub! Reader, slight perv! Reader, Ethan is older (19/20), reader is of age, quinn doesn’t exist ig, masturbation, fingering, corruption kink, degradation, choking, a little bit of titty worship

A/N: this is the first part to the stepbrother! Ethan landry fic! <3 heavily imagining the way Ethan acts after the ghostface reveal for this, bc he’s just so cray cray and fine 😜 so he’s like, majorly unhinged and cocky 💗💋 reader is also hyperfem ! (I like pt 2 better honestly pls bear with me)

When you first figured out that your mom was marrying, you were ecstatic. She deserved to be married to a decent guy, and Wayne was someone in that category. He was nice, had money, and you didn’t dislike him.

When you first met Ethan, however, he made you nervous.

You didn’t hate him, per say. But the intense look he gave you the first time he was forced to shake your hand put a chill up your spine. His gaze itself cut into you like a knife. Polar opposites, him in dark sweaters, t-shirts, and jeans. And you? Clad in the shortest skirts, in the tightest tops.

The boy had ignored you the first few weeks of knowing each other. Now moved in, you’re both in the same house. Your rooms are right across from each other’s: yours completely covered in pink, with flower and hello kitty accessories laying about. Ethan’s is definitely different; a little bit less cluttered, most of it blue. A bookcase in one corner. You knew this because he left his door open quite often.

You regret not paying attention to that tiny detail.

It’s a sunny day. The sun is shining brightly down on you as you rest beside the pool in your backyard. Clad in a checkered pink bathing suit, your hair is thrown up with a claw clip and you’re spread out on a towel. Suntanning is one of your favorite activities, and today is great for it.

Wayne is at work and your mom is away doing errands. You don’t know where Ethan is. Probably in the living room watching a show, you suspect. It’s what he usually does.

You sigh, and pop the knuckle of your left hand. It’s definitely time for a drink, and you want to get your Bluetooth speaker.

When you go inside, you climb up the stairs to your room. Ethan’s door is slightly cracked, but not to the point where you can see inside. Not unless you’re close to it, at least. He must be busy.

You roll your eyes when you catch sight of the dress you’re going to be forced to wear at your mom’s wedding resting on the top of your dresser. You love her, but the woman does not have a good sense of style.

Grabbing the small speaker in your hand, you begin to make your way back outside.

And that’s when you hear it.

A groan, and then something wet.

Its coming from Ethan’s room, and sounds like him. And it’s as if the sounds he’s making started up right when you went to leave. And with his door unlocked? It couldn’t be that wrong to be curious and see what he was doing, could it?

You approach the door, not really thinking it through. And when you catch sight of the room through the crack of the door, it takes everything in you not to rub yourself.

You can see Ethan on his bed, shirt off and his bottom lip caught in between his teeth, his sweats pulled down to expose himself. He’s looking at his cock, face scrunched up in pleasure, and god, he’s big. You can feel your face heating up, can feel your swimsuit beginning to get soaked with more than just water.

“Oh… shit. Yeah, baby. You like that cock, don’t you? You dirty little bitch.” He growls, and it’s like he’s saying it directly to you.

And maybe he is. Because as his thumb is rubbing the tip of his cock, he looks directly at your quivering form in the door, thrusts his hips into the air, and cums.

You’re trying your hardest to avoid Ethan.

And who wouldn’t? He’s your fucking stepbrother and you just watched him jack off; not only that, but he orgasmed when he saw you watching. It’s fucked up.

You try to push the guilt of touching yourself later that night to the thought of it down. And it’s hard. Ethan sends you glances, a lot more noticeable than his usual ones, and when you make eye contact with him he looks at you with mischievous eyes.

And then comes the day that you’re both alone again. You’re on the couch watching a show, trying to get your mind off of Ethan. When of course, he comes down the stairs, wearing a black button up shirt and jeans. The shirt hugs his muscles and you try not to pay attention to that. He sits down beside you.

“Hey, sis.” His voice is amused, and you don’t look at him as you adjust your thigh highs.

“Hey, Ethan.” You mumble. The tv show is suddenly very interesting.

“I like this show, too. Really good.” He notes, as if this isn’t the first set of words you’ve ever really said to each other. His hand rests on the top of your thigh and the movement makes you jump out of your seat. You look at him for a moment and then scurry to the kitchen.

“Where are you goin’ sis?” He questions loudly.

“T-To…get something to drink!”

You go to the fridge to open the door and pull out a Cherry Coke, nervous hands skimming over other drinks to have an excuse to stay in the room for longer. You jump when you turn around and Ethan is leaning against the counter. He looks calm, a small smirk playing on his handsome face.

“Can you get me one too, sweet thing?”

The nickname makes you flush, and you turn around to reach back into the fridge and grab another Cherry Coke.

You hold it out to him, but instead of grabbing the drink his hand goes to wrap around your wrist to pull you closer. You inhale sharply when his hand comes up to move a piece of your hair out of the way. He then leans into you, so much that you can feel his breath. You clench your eyes shut and pull away when his lips almost touch yours.

“C’mon, don’t be like that.”

“E-Ethan…” he’s looking at you so intently, that it makes you flush under his gaze. And then his fingers move to the thin strap of your top, playing with it. He seems deeply concentrated on it. Or, more likely, your tits. “I don’t know what you’re trying to do or… or trying to start, but we can’t-”

“You’re really pretty, do you know that?” He interrupts, and you stutter, not really knowing how to reply.

“Y-Yes? I mean, a lot of people say it, but…” he looks up at you and smiles.

“You’re so sweet, too. So innocent..” he frowns, his grip tightening on your shirt strap. “But maybe you aren’t. Because you’re a little pervert, aren’t you baby?”

“I-I didn’t… I didn’t mean to-“

“But you did. Don’t lie to me.”

“I-I’m sorry…” you say, breathless.

And then, without warning, he’s kissing you. You gasp at the harshness of his mouth, and he yanks you closer to him by your hair. He turns you around to shove your body against the counter, as if you weigh nothing. You moan, and he reaches down to grope one of your tits in his hand.

“Let me see these. Now.”

You whimper, hesitant, so Ethan makes the decision for you. He yanks your straps down and your tits spill out, nipples hard and stiff from your arousal. He brings one into his mouth and sucks, his teeth scraping the swollen skin.

“God, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to see these tits, sweetheart.” His cock grinds against your clothed pussy, and you thrust your hips forward.

“This is… god, this is so wrong, fuck…”

“But you want it, don’t you? Dirty girl.”

His strong hands go underneath your ass and lift you up on the counter. He brings his mouth back to yours, and groans when you touch his hard bulge through his sweats. Fuck it. What’s done now can’t be undone.

“I do want it, sir. Wan’ it so bad.”

He lifts your skirt up, moves your underwear to the side, and sticks his middle finger in your tight heat. You hide your face in his chest, his smell making your brain cloudy, makes you forget the possibility that both of your parents could come home at any moment.

“You’re such a wet little thing.” He breathes. “Gonna let me fuck this sweet pussy, baby?”

You nod shyly, and he laughs.

“C’mon, baby, don’t get shy on me now. Let me see you. ”

You look up at him, and he grips your throat.

“Are you going to let me fuck you?” He questions again.

“Yes sir.”

And then moments later you’re bent over the counter, virgin pussy spasming around Ethan’s incredibly large length. You’re crying, the stretch painful, but nonetheless he feels amazing.

His big hands grip your hips harshly as he slams into you, sweat beading on his chest. When he looks down, your creamy fluid mixed with blood drips down his cock, and he grins.

“Awww, baby. You’re bleeding! ” He mocks. “Little virgin pussy can’t handle my fat cock, can it?”

You mewl, thrusting your hips back harder, craving more of him.

“Yeah, pretty baby. That’s it. Take your big brother’s cock.”

#I’m sorry this is sinful #Ethan landry #Ethan landry x reader #Ethan landry x fem! reader #stepbrother! Ethan landry x reader #stepbrother! Ethan landry #dom! Ethan landry #sub! reader #virgin! reader #scream #scream 6

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champi8n · 1 year

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how you get the girl | ethan landry

ethan landry x fem reader

warnings: swearing I think, nothing else just fluff

sypnosis: ethan's biggest regret is losing you and he can't stand being without you anymore

note: inspired by the song by ts, I'm taking requests and i hope u guys like it 🤍

every minute, hour, day and month that went by without you had been an absolute pain for ethan

he couldn’t stand it anymore, time wasn’t helping him get over you, it was helping him regret his mistake even more

ethan met you in a sunny morning in the school library, he was gloomy and bored as he studied when suddenly you tapped his shoulder, asking if he could participate in a survey

he still remembers how you were squinting your eyes because of the sun and the way your skin was sun kissed and he remembers how you took his breath away

you sat with him and asked him questions and he just watched as you noted them down, feeling nervous at the presence of such a pretty girl like you

yet ethan sensed something about him had caught your eye too from the way your friends had to basically drag you away from continuing your conversation with him and going back to doing your job

that same day as he was leaving the library he was surprised to see you and your group mates were still outside the library, talking and what he assumed was collecting the results from the survey

ethan remembers how he looked away when he noticed you turned to see him and the way his hands started sweating as he realised you were walking over to him

he also recalls how you asked for his number and the way he couldn’t believe a girl like you would lay her eyes on someone like him, but who was he to complain?

after that moment ethan remembers how you completely took away the loneliness in his life and replaced with something new, something he wasn’t really used to, the feeling of being cared for

you guys would talk for hours and you would ask about his day, about his feelings, about his interests and about himself and you never made him feel bad or as if he was annoying you

he was slowly opening up to you and you were also completely comfortable around ethan too

everything was going great until suddenly ethan’s insecurities got the best of him

why would you ever actually be around a guy like him willingly? you were too good for him in every way and he was just some loser that even his own friends mistreated sometimes, you deserved better than him and he was just slowing you down

he stayed up all night that evening, his mind running in circles not letting him rest and by the morning he already had his decision made

he walked all the way to your dorm and delivered the words he regrets with all of his soul

“we shouldn’t see each other anymore”

ethan still remembers the look in your eyes, the way you asked him if you had done anything wrong and his heart aches as he remembers your teary eyes

he had destroyed those beautiful four months of building up a relationship just because of his lack of self worth

now, three months later he felt stupid and filled with anger at himself for what he did and for all the pain he caused you

every time you would walk past him no matter how he tried avoiding you he could notice how you gave him quick sad glances

he noticed the way your friends gave him dirty looks probably angry about him hurting you

and he also realised he hasn’t seen you around at all in the last week

“holy shit, is it finally happening?” chad said, bringing ethan out of his thoughts, making him realise he has been quiet for around 5 minutes caught in a trance filled by regret

him and chad were having a conversation about you when suddenly it all clicked for ethan

“what the hell have i done?” ethan sighed, his expression filled with despair and disappointment, making chad laugh at him

“you finally realised you fucked up i need to document this” chad pulled his phone out of his pocket, taking a picture of ethan while giggling

“what do i do now?” he asked truly desperate, his eyes about to tear up as he walked up and started strutting around the room

“you get her back” chad replied, shrugging his shoulders acting as if it was the easiest thing to do

“isn’t it too late for me? i mean it’s been three months, what if she’s moved on?”

chad stood up from his desk chair, walking over to ethan making sure he stops the strutting and grabbing him by his shoulders

“do you love her?” he asked, looking at ethan dead in the eye

“i do!” ethan replied, without a hint of hesitation, making chad smile proudly

“then go get her” chad said completely calm, making ethan confused

“how do i…?” he was quickly interrupted

“stop wasting more time and just go find wherever the hell that girl is” chad answered, going back to sit down

ethan quickly went to look for his shoes and didn’t even bother to find a jacket before he was opening the door, ready to go find you

“before you go!” chad shouted as he turned around and realised ethan was already outside “she went back home, you will find her there!” chad screamed down the hallway as ethan was running

first thing he did was get in a ferry from new york to new jersey, using all of his money in it but if he was being honest, he couldn’t care less about his money

all he could think about was you, he had no idea what he was going to say as soon as he was in front of you or how he was going to find you

until he remembered a very special detail, pulling out his wallet from his pocket and opening it, revealing a picture of you he’s kept there for months

you had sent it to him on one of your visits home, you were all dressed up for your little sister’s quinceañera party and he smiled happily as he flipped the picture and saw your address written on the back of it

when the ferry arrived he immediately head straight to your house, hoping his phone battery would last all the way until he found you

he walked for about an hour and as he was finally getting closer to your place it started pouring

he was only wearing a plain black t shirt paired with some jeans and his shoes and in less than 3 minutes he was completely soaked

yet he couldn’t care less about himself in that moment because nothing was going to stop him from getting his attempt of winning you back

he had to put his phone in his pocket because he was afraid he would damage it because of the rain so he was relying on his memory as he walked through what he believes is your neighbourhood

ethan was confident you lived in the 21st…. or what it the 20th? he stood in the middle of both houses, shaking by the rain but then as he was looking into one of the windows of a house, he caught a glimpse of the girl who has been the owner of his all of his thoughts

it was just a tiny glimpse, you just walked by the window to then disappear back into the house but it was just enough for ethan to know it was you

he took a deep breath before walking out of the rain and head into your porch, building himself up with courage and confidence before knocking three times at your door

he only had to wait a few seconds before the door was being opened by a woman who he recognized as your mother from pictures you had shown him

“hi, I'm so sorry this is so random ma'am, is y/n home?”

the woman frowned confused at who ethan was at first, looking him up and down wondering why the hell he didn't have an umbrella

“one second please” she told him, smiling at him before looking around inside her house “¡mija, baja!” she screamed into the house as ethan just stood there awkwardly smiling

he then heard footsteps coming from the stairs and that's when he saw you

“¿que paso, mamá?” you asked, walking towards the door where your mother was and that's when you realized who was at the door

ethan saw the look of surprise in your face quickly turn into a sad look and it broke his heart all over again since he didn't want to hurt you even more than he already did

“ethan...” his name came out of your lips softly, almost in a broken “what the fuck are you doing here?” you asked, trying to sound more strong yet something in your voice gave your feelings away

“ethan?” your mother said, sounding angry “this is the boy?” she said, giving him a dirty look

he understood your mother probably knew he had hurt you and she had all the right to be mad at him, he was getting ready to say something, anything when suddenly the door was shut on him

“¡mamá!” he heard you scream from the inside, you said something else but he couldn't really understand it

“you are not speaking to my daughter, go away” your mother screamed from the inside but ethan wasn't ready to give up yet

“ma'am, please, I just need to talk to her" he said, hoping she would hear it but he knew it was a lost cause when he didn't hear an answer, just you arguing with your mother

12 minutes later, the door opened one more time, revealing yourself to him again giving him some hope, he smiled at you gently and you wanted to smile back but you decided you want to keep some of your dignity in case his reason to visit you was not the one you desired

“you have around 15 minutes, she doesn't know i came out” you said, trying to look as cold as possible so he wouldn't realize your nervousness

“thank you” ethan said, gaining an eye roll from you, it hurt but he knew he deserved it

“god, ethan, you're shivering, what the hell were you thinking going outside with not even a jacket?” you told him off, taking off sweater and wrapping him around it, lucky for him you were wearing an oversized one

“you” he replied, confusing you “i was thinking about you” he continued, gulping while fidgeting with his hands

you froze in your spot struggling to find something to say, it was as if had such a power over you to make you forget your own thought process

“y/n I know I fucked up and I know I broke your heart and I'm an idiot and you probably deserve better than someone like me” ethan said trying to find the right words and letting himself just speak without overthinking

“it's been a long three months without your presence in my life and it has been completely unbearable, I have been waking up every single morning missing you and regretting the fact that I was afraid to tell you how I felt” he noticed the way your eyes started getting teary and the way you were acting tough yet your eyes gave away your sensibility

“the truth is I was afraid that everything was just too good to be true, afraid of letting you down and afraid I wouldn't be good enough for you... I mean, look at me, I am literally just a nerd with nothing to give and you're the most amazing person I have ever met” he could feel his heart pound fast due to his nerves

“every detail about you is just mesmerizing, you're the most beautiful girl I have ever seen and apart from that you're also the funniest, smartest, wisest, coolest, sweetest and most intelligent girl I have ever known” your vision was blurry as you couldn't stop yourself from crying, you were embarrassed at yourself for doing it in front of him yet soon you felt his hand on your face, wiping your tears away with such delicacy that felt like home to you

you observed him for a moment, he looked so beautiful with his curly hair wet from the rain, his shirt stuck to his body because it was soaked and his eyes that gazed truthfully into yours

“I must've lost my mind when I didn't even think about communicating my feelings to you but you need to know y/n, I want you for who you are, I don't care if it's for worse or for better as long as I'm with you” he looked at you with such confidence and courage, making you want to break down on your knees and just cry like a baby in his arms

“I would wait forever if it means I will be with you, I know I broke your heart but just give me a chance to put it back together and fix the disaster I made” his voice was breaking and you could see how he was also close to crying

when you didn't say anything he started to think it was too late for him, that you didn't want him anymore and soon he could feel himself starting to cry

he looked at the ground, wiping his own tears of his face feeling ashamed of himself for losing you

but his world was turned upside down again when suddenly he felt your tight embrace and your lips clash sweetly with his, giving into a passionate kissed filled with all the emotions that were bottled up by the both of you on the period of absence from each other's lives that happened

his hands found his place on your waist as yours on his messed up soaked hair, both of you melting into each other's arms

the kiss ended yet both of you still refused to let go of one of another, instead pulling in each other in even more into a warm hug

“you're so dumb” you spoke in giggles, pulling back to look him in the eyes as both of your foreheads touched, his hands cupping your face

“i know” he laughed, he felt euphoric looking into your eyes as you looked at him back, feeling the warm fuzzy feeling of love

he pulled you in, giving you quick kisses all over your face, making you have a soft flush on your face

“come inside now, you're freezing” you grabbed his hand, leading him inside the house, ready to explain to your mother what happened

he allowed himself to be pulled in by you with a wide smile on his face that he's sure won't leave in a while

he finally got you and this time he won't allow himself to ever lose you again

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