☾Graveyard visits ☽
Ethan landry x Reader
tags: @dizscreams @wenvierismycomfort @xyzstar @aesthetixhoe
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word count: 1.4k
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A/N: another one of my bad stories woohooo, this one's kind of a let down ngl... In this au everyone dies except for Ethan cause he’s invincible ig 💀💀
your head was spinning, Tara and Sam had run off leaving you alone with just a knife. You heard a clang and jumped. You turned around to see what had made the noise but was met with nothing but complete darkness. Your heartbeat was going a mile a minute when you heard scream. You backed away from the noise when you bumped into something, or someone. Now it was your turn to scream, you tried to run away but the figure pulled you back. You got a good look and realized that it was Quinn who was standing in front of you. You took your knife out of your pocket and was about to swing at her when she grabbed your wrist and twisted it so that the knife you held dropped and yelled in pain at the pressure put on your wrist.
“You fucking bitch, you really thought Ethan loved you? How stupid do you have to be to think that?” Quinn sneered.
You didn’t know what to say because you really did think that Ethan loved you, you definitely knew you loved him. Just for a second you started tearing up before you snapped back to reality and tried to pry your hands out of Quinn’s tight grasp. She scoffed at your attempts to escape. She pushed you onto the floor and you tried to scoot back but Quinn put the heel of her boot on your chest. She raised her knife and sunk it into your stomach. You let out the most gut wrenching scream. She twisted the knife and raised it so it cut even more of your skin. You heard someone yell “QUINN WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?” You knew that voice, it was Ethan…Your Ethan.
“it’s done Ethan, you can’t save her,” Quinn said
“WE HAD A DEAL..we had a deal.”
“Whoops!” Quinn walked out of the room to go after the sisters. Ethan ran over to you and moved you so that your body was now leaning against his chest. He held your hand firmly trying to get you to look at him.
“No, no, no, NO. This wasn't supposed to happen, y-you we’re supposed to be o-okay,” Ethan stuttered.
Tears were running down your cheeks, this was the end. You knew it was coming but you just didn’t think it would happen so soon. You sighed and your eyes started drooping.
“No, no you have to keep your eyes open for me ok my love?” Ethan pleads
“I can’t,” you whisper.
“Yes you can, ok? Do it for me please”
You knew there was no hope, what’s done is done.
“I love you,” you said as you took your last breath.
“I love you too, angel” and with that Ethan knew you were gone. He watched as the color drained from your face and your hand that he held fell limp. He didn’t cry, he didn’t scream, he didn’t do anything. He felt numb. He had lost the only person he had ever truly loved. The only person who ever loved him. And it was all his fault. He stood up to find Quinn. His legs shook as he stood and so he grasped onto the wall for support. When he saw Quinn he almost screamed, a bullet had gone through her head and it looked as if a knife had been jammed down her throat. He ran to look for his dad and he found him dead as well. Looking around he noticed that he was the only one left. He was lost, he had no idea where to go from here all his “friends” and family and not to mention the love of his life were gone. It hit him that the police would be here soon. He slipped off his bloody ghostface costume and was left in a t- shirt, a pair of jeans, and a slightly bloody pair of converse. He pulled up Sam's limp body in disgust and carefully dressed her in the costume and wrapped her hand around his knife.
He never wanted it to end like this.
Ethan had gotten away from the crime scene Scott-free. He had done it, he had been the only successful ghostface. He had carried out his family’s plan but he didn’t feel happy, all he felt was regret. You loved him and now you were gone. He was walking on a beautiful hill when he felt a raindrop fall onto the tip of his nose. Slowly but surely it started to pore and his usually fluffy hair was now sticking to his skin. Then he saw it. Your grave. There was so much he wanted to say to you but at the same time he had no idea what to say, I'm sorry? I miss you? He remembers the flowers he had been holding, they were your favorite, daffodils. He had bought them for you on your first date. He remembered it perfectly…
*woohoo flashback time*
He nervously knocked on your door, he had no idea how he even managed to land a date with you. You rushed to the door and opened it with the biggest smile on your face.
“Hi!” You grinned
“H-hey! I-uh got you these,” Ethan said while scratching the back of his neck. He held out the most beautiful bouquet of bright yellow daffodils.
“Ethan! They’re beautiful! Thank you so much, how did you know they were my favorite?” You gushed
“I remembered you talking about how you liked them with Tara,” Ethan explained
You didn’t even know how it was possible but your smile grew even wider. You pulled him closer to you and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Ethans face turned bright red. When you pulled away you noticed that your lipstick stained his skin. You giggled softly as you reached for his face to wipe it away. “Sorry, my lipstick-” your thumb ran over his cheek wiping off the dark red color. Ethans eyes were on you the whole time, he made sure to inspect the little details about you. Like how there were little freckles that dotted your face, and how your tongue stuck out just a little bit when you were concentrating. “There! All gone,” you nodded your head towards your coach, beckoning him to come inside. You went to grab a vase for your flowers as Ethan took a seat. You came around to the couch that ethan was perched on,
“Ready to go?” he smiled at you.
“Why yes, I am.” you reply and extend your hand for him to grab, and he happily took it. You turned and pulled Ethan out of your apartment. You saw the water droplets descending from the sky.
“Ah! Hurry up it’s starting to rain,” you laughed
“I’m trying, I’m trying! I swear!" Ethan noticed that your hand was still entwined with his, pulling him through the damp street.
At the end of the night when Ethan had brought you back to your apartment you had confessed to him that that date had been the most fun you had had in a long long time. The night ended with a kiss but not on the cheek this time. When the door closed Ethan stood there. His hand was hovering over his lips, unable to believe that that had just happened. Then of course there came another date, and another, and another, until ethan officially asked you to be his girlfriend. And of course, you said yes.
*end of flashback*
Ethans eyes begin to water at the memories. He puts the flowers down and sits there for a little bit, not caring how wet it was.
“I’m sorry…” He whispered “I’m sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry,” Ethan sobbed. All of Ethan's pent-up tears suddenly came flooding out, so he just sat there and cried until he couldn't anymore. He knew you couldn't hear him but a string of apologies came out of his mouth. Like that would change anything, you were gone and there was nothing he could do about it. He just wished he had more time.
“I never wanted it to end like this.”
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sits up in bed. so lana and ema definitely thought they were responsible for edgeworth "choosing death", right?
(the rest of this post was supposed to go in the tags, because it's not very well organised or written, but it got too long so. here are the slightly edited tags for your reading pleasure (or otherwise)):
i was going to make this solely about ema because she's the obvious one with her open adoration of edgeworth, but the thing about rfta is that it goes to great lengths to emphasise the connection between lana and edgeworth as well.
the sl-9 incident showed that lana grows attached to people deeply, hence angel starr's comment on how, when neil marshall died, 'she (lana) felt like her own brother had died.' with edgeworth, i think it was similar but worse. because he's not just a coworker or subordinate who's dear to her. he saved her life. and it cost him his own.
at the beginning of the case, edgeworth says he was mistaken for thinking that lana was always looking out for him post sl-9 (a statement interesting on its own because that's when everyone else says she grew distant), and, later on, he brings ema fingerprinting powder because lana asked him to. then, of course, there's the 'lady luck' comment he makes.
similarly, on lana's side, you obviously have the end of the trial when she says he did well, but there's also that additional moment post-trial where she's the only one to notice — in a group comprising her, ema, phoenix and gumshoe — that he's 'hiding', listening to their conversation. point is, there's enough to suggest that she might have been the nearest thing edgeworth had to a mia; his 'chief prosecutor' to phoenix's plain 'chief'. they're as close as two people can be in a relationship where one of them is constantly lying and the other is von karma's star pupil.
rfta is pretty straightforwardly depicted as the case which solidified edgeworth's resolve to do what he did; i don't think i have to prove that. rumours about him have reached new heights, his car and knife were involved in goodman's murder, he makes an unprecedented mistake in court by failing to connect the evidence room and carpark incidents, thus forcing the chief of police to enter the trial to do so himself, and he's publicly revealed to have relied on falsified evidence to secure a conviction in the sl-9 case, all of which only happened because of lana. jake marshall even claims that from the beginning — that if you trace edgeworth's rumours back to their source, you end up meeting one person: lana skye.
and it gets worse because at the end of rfta, she thinks he's fine!! she literally says, 'i was afraid the pressure would break you, but you rose above it,' and reminds him he's nothing like gant because he's not alone. she leaves the case thinking he will be okay. and then, what, like a week passes, and she finds out that he wasn't, and that he's gone, and it's her fault. even after she was freed from gant's control, even after she had finally stopped lying, she couldn't prevent herself from claiming another life. so much for 'lady luck', i suppose.
and the game reiterates this multiple times. gumshoe states at the start that edgeworth's ties to those higher up in the department have made him the subject of constant rumours, and phoenix says (in front of ema) that he shouldn't be held responsible for the forged evidence because that was all lana's doing, which then leads to edgeworth commenting (again in front of ema) that he feels as though 'something inside him has died.' it all goes back to lana. we can argue and say that it was technically gant's doing that caused all of this, but lana still took actions that led to it. even her complicated friendship with edgeworth isn't spared; it's that closeness between them that exacerbated those rumours. how could she not feel responsible in some way?
and with ema, it's rather obvious, isn't it? if she hadn't gone poking her nose into things, none of this would have happened or come to light. and, of course, she'd never choose anyone over her sister, not for anything in the world — it's simply not a question, but that's the problem, isn't it? it's not a question. it's not some hypothetical moral dilemma. it just is. she may not have killed neil marshall, but she still has one king of prosecutor's blood on her hands. and now she has to live with that. she just. has. to live with it. no matter if he chose otherwise.
moving on from that a little, i think it's actually wild how much of ema's journey to becoming a forensics investigator is paved with bad memories. neil marshall's death and her subsequent inability to testify are what drives her to begin pursuing it, her first proper investigation results in her idol's "death" and when she finally graduates, the person who saved her sister has been disbarred, and she can't even help because she isn't allowed to. all that pain and constant pursuit of her goals, and she's still the same ema skye, still that girl shrouded in darkness, always one step behind the truth, one step a little too late. no wonder she was angry in aa:aj. i would be furious.
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sonaze my beloved. sonic meeting blaze and thinking about "that strange girl". blaze hearing about some sonic all day long to the point where she starts resenting him. blaze asking cream what that sonic was like cuz she was thinking about him.
sonic meeting blaze for the second time and hesitating to fight her and trying to talk her out of it. sonic immediately checking if she's okay right after the battle meaning that he also didn't give his all to that fight in fear he might srsly hurt her. sonic understanding that she had a rough past. sonic trying to persuade her to let him help her, even mid-fight. sonic telling her to be true to herself. blaze trusting him. sonic trusting her to save cream. sonic teaching her the power of friendship, showing her how to unlock the sol emeralds' power, which she wasn't able to use until then. blaze being able to understand that her powers are a gift and not a curse, thanks to sonic.
sonic and blaze transforming to fight the eggmans. sonic and blaze stalling for time once the battle is over. sonic telling her that cream is gonna miss her, asking her if she has anything to say. blaze not saying anything cuz she's sad she has to leave them, avoiding his gaze. sonic "this is from me" moment which we will never know what meant. sonic promising to see her again even tho he knows that's almost impossible bcuz their worlds and emeralds wont allow that. sonic stretching his hand out and blaze taking it. them holding onto each other until their worlds tear them apart. sonic holding onto blaze using both hands. blaze thinking about sonic and smiling.
blaze trusting sonic with her fear of heights. sonic being impressed by her knowledge and skills. blaze saying that the emeralds brought sonic to her world for a reason. sonic not being able to finish his goodbye. shaking hands. sonic waving at her. sonic going to a world with knights and recognizing that Percival is not blaze. even tho he couldn't tell the difference for the other knights of the round table at first. sonic saving Percival and making her blush. Percival being the only one who treated sonic with respect, for lack of better term. the first one who tried to talk him out of fighting Merlina, being unable to watch him get beat up. (even if this is in Sonic's mind, he chose to think of Percival as blaze).
blaze knowing that sonic loves seaside hill. blaze visiting Sonic's world for his birthday. blaze learning to open up and trust more people and herself gradually, making more friends in the process. sonic getting giddy and excited when blaze shows up to help him. them working like a well-oiled machine. them fighting together side by side, as if they have known each other forever, even tho they haven't met that many times. sonic comforting her about her fear of heights by giving her his hand.
sonic telling her to visit them more often. sonic being excited about her using her super form. sonic losing his memory which was brought back by blaze, by her super form, which reminded him of their adventures together. of all the things they've been through. of everything he felt the first time he saw that form. blaze saying she was worried about him. sonic saying that cream misses her before she sends him to his world. sonic apologizing for having to make her fight on her vacation. sonic taking her on a date to show her his world.
it's them against the world.
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So by your logic if the wolfstar and Sirius x James kiss wasn’t cheating on Fabian and regulus can I just go kissing random people even if I’m in a relationship? I’m sorry but it seems like u really struggle to read likeable characters
i truly don't care what you do in your relationships
none of my business
i'm not involved
no relationship is the same, no situation is the same, no group of people are the same. those situations were specific. they happened between specific people. in specific ways.
if you are unable, or unwilling, to look at the complexity of individual situations, and wish to understand life only through universalizing moral rules that do not take nuance into account but operate simply to place everything into the categories of "good" and "bad", that is fully your prerogative to do so
i am not out here sending you messages about how i think you are wrong
i am simply existing with a different set of beliefs and values than you
so i am not sure why you are so upset at me
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