All Four Of The Lost Boys Were Experienced Singers Irl.

Bout made me sob

♟˖ ࣪⊹ — ‘I KNOW IT WON’T WORK’

pairing: ethan landry x reader

summary: your boyfriend had become distant suddenly but confronting him about it only makes it worse

author’s note: inspired by gracie abrams’ “I know it won’t work” I LOVE THIS SONG AND GRACIE (lyrics will be in orange for reading & red for ethan !!) also you can send in requests and ideas!! #ANGST #SLIGHTSPOILERS

you looked over two seats at ethan who was quickly jotting something down in his notebook. it was a different color than his actual econ notebook and the lecture hadn’t even started yet so you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

but the loud slam of the classroom door shutting snapped you out of your trance. your teacher begun the class and you watched ethan shove the notebook in his backpack through the corner of your eye. however, you completely shrugged it off once the teacher started speaking.

sitting by your friends at the park was finally a peaceful event with all the stormy clouds and rain disappearing. it seemed there were only clear skies and chirping birds around until you faced ethan.

he avoided eye contact and tried to look elsewhere. anywhere. aren’t boyfriends supposed to want to look at their girlfriends? you even reached for his hand once but after he attempted to ‘discreetly’ move his away, you gave up. for a studious little student, he really couldn’t tell how distant he became.

at first you thought it was all in your head. maybe it was the stress building up from your upcoming finals or because of the mysterious murders surrounding your neighborhood. yet your fears were confirmed when even your friends brought it up.

even chad for gods sake!

only a couple of days ago, the friend group was laughing and chattering like a bunch of middle schoolers. you guys were loud enough to be heard from miles away but there was an awkward tension once ethan started to shy away from you.

where was the sweet boy who waited in front of your dorm room for a whole hour before finally knocking and asking you out?

where was your boyfriend who would not let go of your hand while walking around parties? who followed you everywhere that some people even asked if you had a stalker!

where was the boy who messaged tara and mindy a million times about what flowers you like so you would be happy on valentine’s day!?

that boy was obviously not present because your door remained silent. no doorbells or late night knocks for a last minute sleepover.

your hands stayed untouched. the only time he almost reached for it was when he put his hands down to help him getting up and leaving.

you went to parties alone now and instead of sitting on the couch just whispering and gossiping with ethan, you sat on the stairs and waited for mindy and anika to say one of them were too wasted to party anymore.

so after finally mustering up the courage, you marched to his dorm room and knocked on the door. first chad opened the door with a little confused face, “yes?” you ignored him and invited yourself in like a hundred times you’ve done before.

“is ethan here?” you asked and took a look around the dorm. chad shut the door behind you and walked towards you, “yeah he’s in his room, are you gonna talk to him?”

you immediately looked up at him, “oh god did mindy tell you too!?” you groaned and felt like you sunk in a batch of concrete. chad let out a shy laugh, “well we’re worried about you guys, i mean you’re the SECOND best looking couple on campus.”

you lifted an eyebrow and questioned him, “and who’s the first?” “obviously me and tara,” chad answered and went to go sit on the couch. you rolled your eyes at his hubris and approached ethan’s room.

but before, you knocked.

“yes, come in,” you heard ethan say from inside and you carefully turned the bedroom doorknob. “chad if you need help in eco—” ethan turned in his spinning desk chair that you got him last year since you knew he can’t focus with moving around.

he stopped himself at the sight of you and wished he locked the door. “oh y/n. what are you doing here?” he calmly asked as if he didn’t ditch you for the last couple of weeks. you scoffed at his ignorance and shut the door to avoid any eavesdropping from chad.

ethan stayed in his chair and watched you take a seat on his nicely tidy bed. there was an immediate silence that suffocated the room before you decided to speak up first.

your words completely shattered the glass surface evident in the room, “do you still love me?” ethan looked up from ground and met your eyes for the first time in weeks.

“w-what do you mean?!” ethan exclaimed and seemed to be taken aback. “what do i mean?” you repeated. “i mean do you still love me? because you’ve been avoiding me like i’m the fucking black plague! you run away from me as if we’re literally not boyfriend and girlfriend!” you spilled out your emotions onto your so-called boyfriend.

your hand gestures were flying everywhere and all the suppressed feelings of anger and sadness came out. “so please just answer the goddamn question. please,” you pleaded for just one answer.

“y/n, i do love you. i truly do and i have but i just don’t think i can handle a relationship right now. it’s all just too much and with…econ—i can’t balance it,” ethan rambled and lied through his teeth, blaming his avoidance on fucking econ as if you weren’t in the same class.

he wasn’t hearing you out and was just piling excuses on top of excuses. you were sick of it. you wanted to have a civil conversation with him, talk it out like adults or in those cheesy romcoms where the couple makes up in the span of three minutes and a really extravagant song or romantic montage.

you could feel tears approaching the rum of your eyes but held them back with only a few managing to escape into your cheeks. “ethan, part of me wants to walk away 'til you really listen because i hate to look at your face and know that we're feeling different,” you were the one avoiding his eyes now. those big brown eyes of his that made you melt like ice cream on a hot summer day.

you wiped the few tears off your face and tried to remain calm. unknown to you though was ethan’s perspective. he wanted to get up and hug you, hold you and say he was sorry. he wanted to bring a dozen roses to your doorstep every night until you forgave him.

he held back his tears and looked up at your teary-eyed face. he thought to himself, ‘cause part of me wants you back, but i know it won't work like that, huh? why won't you try moving on for once? that might make it easy’ so he looked out the window and muttered, “let’s just break up.”

you bit your lip at the bitter words spit out by the boy you loved with all your heart and continued to even after this moment. you couldn’t even bring yourself to respond and opened the door to escape the suddenly stuffy room.

you ran out of the dorm room, ignoring chad’s questions and words from behind you. you didn’t stop running and hoped the cold air would dry your tears before you friends could see.

out of nowhere, the skies turned grey and for the first time in weeks, there a trickle of rain. even though the distance from your apartments was less than a few minutes, it felt like forever. it started pouring and your clothes were drenched.

you thought about how stupid you were and regretted ever stepping front in his dorm room to begin with. you sat on the stairs in front of your apartment, crying and trying to catch your breath. you could barely keep your eyes open with the rain and your tears drowning you. outside it was dark and you were all alone. except you weren’t.

ethan watched you from his room. his heart ached for you and your tears and he had to restrain himself from running down to you. he clenched his jaw and breathed through his teeth as he watched you slowly get swallowed by the darkness and rain.

i know we cut all the ties but you're never really leaving and part of me wants you back, but i know it won't work like that.

brrring! brrring!

ethan turns his attention to his phone and honestly hopes it to be you but his hopes falter as he sees the number and picks up the phone. “is it all taken care of?” a voice spoke on the other line.

“yes, she’s out of the picture so we are not going to hurt her.”

They could be the king of me👀👀

The King of Hawkins, and the King of Hellfire.

hello! may i request something about maybe a movie night with the lost boys? watching a horror movie with them. thank you <33

watching a horror movie with the lost boys

Summary: Movie night and some questions about genre…

A/N: I love this request so much! Thank you!!

Tags: short and sweet, movie night

TW: a wee bit of swearing, mention of scary/horror movies

1k words

The boys would let you pick the movie, because you were a little more in the times than they were – also, the last time Marko picked, the movie was absolutely terrible. Just God-awful.

Of course, you still wanted to get suggestions from them, and see what the vibe was that evening. David suggested a Western, and a gritty noir film, and you could just feel Paul’s eyes roll when David, in his deep sort of drawl, said he liked the camera angles, the lighting, etc.

So then you asked Paul what he wanted to watch, and he promptly began to list rockumentaries, underground indie hits, and a surprising amount of boxing films.

You were pleasantly surprised by the deep wisdom these two had about movies (they had a lot of time to watch them, you supposed), and decided to ask Dwayne and Marko next.

Dwayne was silent for a minute, after you asked him what he wanted to watch, and took this question very seriously. He began to list award-winning movies with serious narrative prowess, along with some pretty deep, heart-wrenching family dramas. You definitely remember crying because of a few of them. “I mean, The Godfather is always a good choice,” he added, to which you enthusiastically agreed.

You moved on to Marko, who was cutting out pieces of fabric for one of his many craft projects. You stayed and helped him out a little bit, and then started talking about the movie night planned for later. He began listing his favorite rom-coms, which you also loved. He then listed some intense action and spy movies, and he honestly just went on and on.

These boys definitely spent a lot of time in Max’s Video Store.

After thinking about what the boys suggested/recommended, you realized, to your utter astonishment, that literally none of them suggested a movie that was even remotely scary. No horror films were mentioned, at all.

Picking a horror film would be great, you realized, because then you wouldn’t feel torn between recommendations or genres. It would be something entirely different from what everyone suggested, and they might actually enjoy it.

~

The time had arrived. Movie night!

You had rented the film earlier that evening, as soon as it was dark and you could go outside. You were happy with your choice, absolutely proud of it, as it was a horror film that came out relatively recently. You had heard great things about it, and even the clerk at Max’s store said, “Good choice,” with which you felt vindicated.

“Okay boys, gather ‘round,” you said excitedly, humming a jaunty tune as you placed the VHS tape into the player. You smacked the TV screen so it would turn on, and the movie started to play. You sat on the vintage, sort-of ripped fabric couch between Dwayne and Paul; David had moved his wheelchair throne thing so it was adjacent to the couch, and Marko sat on a beanbag chair he found at a flea market, in front of Paul.

Paul and Marko definitely ate all of the popcorn before the movie started, but, it was probably for the best. Jump-scares and all. Choking hazard, to say the least.

As the movie went on, and became scarier and scarier past the exposition, Paul scooted ever closer to you, and Dwayne clutched your hand. Marko had stopped commenting completely as he became entirely engrossed in the film. You could hear David breathing, almost raggedly, as he anticipated jump-scare moments. He also put down his cigarette, which was something.

The first jump-scare was chaotic; the popcorn bowl went flying out of Marko’s hands, Paul did a little yip, Dwayne closed his eyes, and David jumped in his chair and then started chuckling.

It was a grand old time, watching this horror film with the boys, and it was scary, and fun, and felt like an adventure (what didn’t, with the boys?).

~

After the movie ended, everyone gave their respective thoughts about what they just watched:

“You know, I liked it!” Marko said with enthusiasm, as he inspected the VHS tape for more information about it.

“That wasn’t scary,” Paul started to say, and you gave him a look. “Okay, maybe it was a little scary.”

Dwayne was next to share his thoughts. “I really liked how they filmed it. The artistry of it.”

“That was damn good. Great choice, Y/N,” David touched your arm as he said it, passing by to get a cigarette.

“Okay, so you all liked it. Why in the hell do you not watch more scary movies?” You asked, genuinely wanting to know. Genuinely, a bit confused as to why they don’t. They’re vampires.

Paul sighed, crossing his arms over his AC/DC cutoff tee. “We don’t like how vampires are usually depicted in films.”

“It’s really hard to find a good one,” Dwayne added.

“We didn’t have someone like you around to actually find a good one,” Marko said, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “Plus, we can never agree on anything. Or David just decides to pick.” He pointedly looks over at David, who is wholeheartedly enjoying his cigarette.

David temporarily pauses, not looking guilty at all about that fact. “Hey, I mean, if no one can agree on anything, then I’ll just pick. Makes things easier.”

Movie night became a regular thing, and you always ended up picking what to watch. And more often than not, the movie was a good choice.

Can you please please please please please please write a bunch more stuff with Chad and Ethan fucking bimbo!reader or bimbo!reader and Chad fucking Ethan so he doesn't die a virgin please please please I'm begging on my hands and knees screaming crying throwing up creaming on the floor begging

boy do I love the Bimbo trope 😩 I will def write more !!

You, Ethan and Chad all hanging out when Chad makes a joke ab Ethan being a virgin n Ethan gets frustrated and upset </3 so to make it up to him you & Chad offer to take his virginity

He looks so embarrassed when you both ask, but he ends up on his knees eating you out while Chad strokes his hair <33 tells him how to make you cum, how to use his fingers and mouth.

“Yeah, buddy. She likes it when you rub her clit like that. See? you’re a natural!”

Ethan moaning into you at the praise and thrusting his hard cock against the bed like a bitch in heat, as you come undone beneath him :)) he really is a natural, and soon you’re teaching him how to make Chad cum too <33

“No, silly! You have to leave kisses on him first to get him worked up! See?”

Eventually, Ethan is stuck between you two as he fucks into your wet cunt and Chad fucks him; he’s crying, all the sensations too much. Never has he felt this full, felt such a big cock and tight pussy. It’s a wonder he’s lasted this long.

But if we’re being honest, he’s already came once and got hard again.

Chad leaves wet kisses along his spine, whispering praises of how much of a good boy he is, how good he’s taking him. You hold the brunnete tightly against you, feeling both him and Chad’s weight on top of you; Kissing Ethan’s forehead when he says that he loves your pussy and Chad’s cock.

“I know, E. Feels good, doesn’t it? I bet Chad’s so big and hard.. oh baby, are you coming again? Thats so cute!”

I get to go to Rockzilla and I’m freaking out!! I’m gonna cream if I make eye contact with Ronnie Radke

Sub Charlie begging you to sit on his face BYEEEEEEEEE

Oh God yes, he is so submissive! I made this a headcannon with a lil blurb at the end <3

Face Sitting

Pairing: Sub!Charlie Walker x Dom!Reader

Warnings: Face sitting, oral (reader recieving), Wet mouth noises mentioned?,

He would absolutely be in the middle of a horror movie when he asks

He was staring at the way your legs looked in the shorts you were wearing and just couldn't help himself

He would beg so nicely too <33

"Please, sit on my face!"

"Won't I suffocate you?"

"That would be the best way to die."

He is down BAD

He would be sooo good with his tongue, on god

And he would know exactly what spots to hit (and where the clit is if you're Fem ;))

The way he groaned so perfectly into you was just perfect.

"Oh fuck, mmm, you taste so good!" He spoke in between slurps and nudges at that special spot. You were hurtling towards your release so fast, you wondered why you didn't do this sooner. The beautiful wet noises and moans he let into you as you grinded onto him too.

He was your good boy <3

chad eats reader out while ethan fucks her!!! 🕯️

Omfg yes.

Brooklyn Babe

Warnings- poly relationship, threesome, daddy/mommy kink, mxmxf, p in v, oral (f! Receiving), penetration and oral at the same time, lmk if I missed something

Surprisingly Ethan would be the one who would want to bring it up. Well more like needy for you to be on his tongue. He would whisper something into Chads ear before giving him the biggest puppy dog eyes in the world.

Chad would chuckle before slowing his thrust making you whine, quickly ended from his thumb simulating your clit.

“Our baby wants to be between his mommy’s legs while daddy fucks you.” Chad said as the words left his mouth it was clear it excited you the way you squirmed against him and the way your forehead crinkled in want.

Chad watched as his two baby’s stared up at him waiting for his word.

He was silent for a while a fake thinking face on just to tease a bit. “Please Chad, we’ve been good haven’t we?” You whine and Chad fakes sympathy before smiling for real.

“Yea yes you have does my sweet girl and boy deserve a treat?” He asked and your eyes widen a smile does too as you and Ethan shake your heads together. He laughs as he pulls your hips up a little. He looked at Ethan and motioned for him to begin.

Ethan immediately began, crawling close enough between you and Chad, he placed a kiss to your clit wanting to savor you he opened his mouth closing it around your clit making you clench around Chad who had slowly started his thrust.

Ethan’s tongue danced ballets across your clit, Chad has speed his thrust up and now your body has so much simulation not knowing who to call out to a lot of what you said was a babbles mess.

Chad maneuvered his hips slightly lifting his hips and giving you one particularly sharp thrust with the tip of his dick speared your cervix. He kept doing it the pleasure of being ate out and fucked at the same time as so immaculate you couldn’t stop yourself from cumming.

The broken moan came out as a cry as tears spilled from your eyes, your tight walls clamped even tighter around Chad as he rode you through your high, Ethan soothed your abused clit with his soft thumb.

Chad knew he was close, you were so tight he couldn’t last long, a few more thrust and then he filled you to the brim with his cum.

Supporting hisself with his arms he flipped to the right side of you.

You and Ethan sat on your knees looking at the fucked out male next to you, it seemed you still weren’t quite done. Chad hummed to himself as if he just decided something.

“Okay get to work then.” Chad said putting his arms behind his head muscles bulging. You and Ethan look confused at him, “Oh you poor dumb baby’s, daddy can’t give you everything just cause you want it, now show me what you two can do.” He says giving each of you two kisses to the forehead but a quick and teasing smirk right after it.

And then you and Ethan get to work.

This is so stupid lol but Mathew Lillards comment about them adopting dogs and living in costa rica lives rent free

It’s true, I swear!

Okay, so I’m not great at doing these, but I want to start. This is mostly Paul and y/n, but there’s some Dwayne and a little Marko. David is mentioned also, but yeah.

Also, I tried to not put any descriptors referring to the reader besides the pet names.

And if you can let me know what you think, that would be appreciated.

TW: A tiny bit of swearing, but not much else.

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I was just sitting on the railing, mindlessly playing with Dwayne’s hair (who was standing between my legs with his back to me) and talking with Paul, who was also sitting on the railing with me, about how he “met and hung out with” Nikki Sixx from Motley Crüe. “ I don’t believe you, Paul. Sorry. But I just don’t.” I tell him with a laugh. “ITS TRUE!!” He practically yelled. “Why don’t you believe me sugar? I SWEAR I’m telling the truth.” He says with a pout. I just shake my head and laugh. “I don’t believe you because you’re always telling me all these elaborate, fantastical stories that, later on, I find out aren’t even true.” I tell Paul as he continues to give me the biggest pout. “But this time it’s true y/n.” He insists. I give him a huff and and roll my eyes. “Fine. I’ll ask someone more reliable if it’s true. BUT if it’s not, then you owe me the biggest apology for lying.” I tell him. I wrap my arms around Dwayne and lower my head, pecking him on the cheek before resting my cheek against his. “Dwayne. Sweetheart. My most reliable source.” I start, making Dwayne let out a low chuckle. “Did paul really meet and hangout with Nikki Sixx?” I ask him. He turned to face me and smirked. “He did. He’s not lying this time, prince/ess.” Dwayne said, watching a shocked expression grow on my face. I turned to look at Paul and before I could even get a syllable out, I was cut off. “I FUCKING TOLD YOU!!” Paul screamed, pointing at me, causing Marko, Dwayne and even David to laugh. Paul had the biggest Shit eating grin on his face. He crossed his arms and just stared at me, obviously waiting for my apology. “Okay. Sorry I doubted you Paul. Guess you weren’t full of shit this time. ” I said, raising my arms up in surrender. “You should have a little more faith in me babe.” He said all smug. I just snorted and returned my hands to Dwayne’s hair. “Paul, it being true ONE time doesn’t inspire too much faith.” I say playfully. “Yeah, whatever.” He said, waving a dismissive hand at me. “I’m still right though.” He quietly muttered. “Aww. Come here babygirl. I’m sorry.” I say to him as I reach my hand out to him. He looked at my hand and wiggling fingers, then at me. After a minute, he gave in and slid closer to me and I wrapped my arm around him and rested my head against him. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and rested his head on mine. “I have faith in you Pauly.” I tell him, causing him to smile.

“Did I ever tell you about the time I met and trashed a whole hotel with Ozzy Osbourne?” Paul asked. “PAUL YOU LYING SHIT!!” Marko yelled.

► 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

⭢ In which: you become ghostface newest target but figure out who’s been behind it all the whole time which shocks you, you loved ethan but he was so obsessed, maybe you were his everything.

☆ | Warning(s): blood , gore , death , suggestive language

☆ | note: when I saw Jack champion as Ethan Landry? I became obsessed recently. now I have a huge obsession with his character. and you will too ;)

☆ | gender: she/her (reader)

You had love for Ethan. you really did. but when it came down to certain things you didn’t like talking about, he dropped the topic. and that’s what you appreciated about him.

But also, he was crazy about you. feral if that’s what you wanna call it. very protective — yes he has that shy demeanor but when you actually take a good look at him in this moment? you can see he isn’t that innocent. if he can kill, he can do much more.

You just saw him twist someone’s guts. why wasn’t it obvious to you before? he was part of the killings. as well as Quinn and their father. the whole family was crazy, Sam got you tangled all into this but it wasn’t her fault you agreed to this anyways.

At the moment you were standing in the middle of Tara and Sam as they were surrounded by the family of Richie. you could see the anger and rage in their eyes. you get it, they lost their brother due to sam killing him. but he was so obsessed with the movies, it was his fault. not hers.

"He was obsessed with the movies! it wasn’t like sam had a choice. he attacked her first, what was she supposed to do? not fight back in her defense?" you questioned, your arm was still bleeding from when Quinn ‘accidentally’ stabbed you.

Ethan turned to you, "you’re really going to let that bitch put that in your pretty little mind? she’s the one in the wrong. Richie did nothing wrong! nothing! And she fucking killed him without any regret. she’s just like her damn father." Tara put a hand on your shoulder but Ethan glared at her.

"Don’t. don’t you fucking touch her!" Ethan yelled, Tara pushed you behind her while staring down Ethan, “No, no you stay the fuck away from her!” she yelled back, Ethan kept glaring at her.

"You keep gettin’ in the way. but I’m gonna fix that real soon, Tara." Ethan threatened, you backed away in fear. what happened to the Ethan you once loved and knew? what happened to the shy Ethan? the dorky one?

He then looked over at you with a smile, he looked at the blood on the knife and realized it was yours. his face turned into one of concern.

"Oh, baby I’m sorry if I hurt you. it wasn’t even aimed at you, it was for Sam. but here, cause Y’know, I love you so much." Ethan said with a crazed laugh.

He licked the blood from the knife, moaning while he did so which caught you off guard. Tara looked at him like he was crazy, what the actual hell was wrong with him..?

"Run!" Sam yelled, Tara grabbed your hand and the both of you started running, you were inside the museum of all the ghostface items and things every person was killed with, you slipped but returned your footing and dashed up the stairs.

"Are you really trying to take what’s mines, Tara?" You heard Ethan say in a low voice — and it scared you, if you were honest. a shiver ran down your spine.

You kept running and leaned against the railing, which broke and caused you to nearly fall. but Tara and Sam were quick to grab you by the wrist and stop you from falling all the way down. but you were hanging and nearly almost done for.

"My hands are slipping, just let go!" you said, Tara felt tears fall from her eyes as she started sobbing, "just hang on okay? just hold our hands, it’s gonna be okay." Sam reassured.

You screamed when a hand grabbed you by the ankle, "help! get off me! someone help!" you continued to yell. Tara held your hand tightly.

She saw Ethan at the bottom with his knife in his hand, a smirk plastered on his lips as he sucked your blood off his fingers.

"You heard her. now you’re hearing me. let her go, Tara." Ethan said with a low growl, "go to hell!" Sam screamed while glaring down at him.

Then your hand slipped, "shit, (Y/n) no!" Tara screamed, you fell to the ground with a thud and groaned in pain. you hurried and crawled away, but Ethan grabbed you by the legs and dragged you back, "No, no, no!" you yelled, looking for any weapon you could find close.

He turned you around and looked down at you with a crazed smile, his eyes glossing a bit because he had you right where he wanted you.

you were all his.

"Ethan, please. please don’t kill me, please." you begged, this must’ve triggered something in him because he went stiff, a frown on his lips appearing.

He cupped your cheek, "baby..why would you think I’d hurt you? wh..what? no, never. once this is all over you can leave with me, my dad, and sister. we wouldn’t have to worry about anything, it’ll be just us. ‘kay baby?" Ethan said while placing a kiss to your cheek.

you continued to sob, you tried pushing him away but you knew nothing was going to work. you were his and only his. It’s not like you didn’t mind it but you didn’t want it this way.

"Shh, my pretty baby. it’s gonna be okay." he whispered in your ear, something sharp stung you in the neck, you realized it was a needle — wha- what? why did he..?

Your eyes felt droopy, "’ts gonna be okay baby, I promise you." then you went limp in his arms. he got you exactly where he wanted you.

in his arms and only his arms. you were so good to him, no one was ever like that to him before. you were different — completely. that’s why he loved you so so so much.

nobody could take that away from him. not even family.

Note: Part two or..? I think this is good, amazing even. I really love the character so here’s my dedication to our precious bby Ethan & jack :))