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surprise, ethan landry

ethan landry x freeman! gn! reader

summary: in which, mindy suspects amber freeman’s sibling to be ghostface, who grows distant from the friend group.

cw: murder , gore , bloody violence , swearing , spoilers , already established relationship.

authors note: wsp y’all 😍 really long btw

“and finally, [name] freeman, the sibling of a ghostface.”

“wait what?”

“mindy, what the fuck?” you scoffed when mindy excused you, “you’re insane. why am i suspect too?” mindy smiled at you and leaned down to your level.

“don’t think i’ve noticing you distancing yourself.” she pointed out making you scoff again, “cause i can cope, mindy. sorry it’s different from yours.” you retorted with the same sass she had.

mindy gave you a sure look, making you roll your eyes, “okay, mindy, i’ll follow along. even if i was the killer, even though i’m not, what would be my motive?” you questioned, crossing your arms.

“revenge for amber.” you threw your hands in the air, “unbelievable. tara and i killed amber, and you’re fucking excusing me!” you argued before looking at tara who agreed with you.

“okay but look, [name] was with me or tara ever time the killings happened, so it can’t be them.” ethan defended making you smile at him, “thank you, ethan!” he smiled back at you.

“okay, whatever but you’re still on my suspect list.” mindy dismissed the topic making you sarcastically smile at her before she went on a rant again not before two people made eye contact, both tense jaws.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

mindy gagged at chad and tara, “will you two just make out already?” she joked making [name] laugh out loud, on the phone while texting someone.

“mindy, that was so inappropriate.” chad scoffed with a smile, tara smiling at the twins, “oh, whatever.” mindy finished putting the utilities down and walked towards the three.

[name] still on the phone, their fingers flying across the keyboards, “oh, and are you texting ethan? adorable.” mindy teased with a smirk, “hardy har har.” they smiled back at her.

“where is he?” chad asked them as they turned off his phone and slid it into his back pocket, “at econ with a 100 people.” [name] answered and leaned back onto the counter.

“sam?”

“yep?” mindy looked at sam, who walked into the already cramped up kitchen, “we do not have to stay here.” she continued. “welp, to bad. i insist. safety in numbers.” sam grabbed a drink, “aw, thanks mom.” [name] joked around.

“you’re welcome, child.” sam joked back, “this is gonna be so fun. a little slumber party with the core five!” the others looked at him weirdly, “core five?” “yeah!”

“did you just give us a nickname?”

“yeah, well i sure did. i mean, we’ve been through a lot together, and… it’s a pretty cool nickname.” chad nodded, “it’s better then last time.” [name] muttered under their breath.

“that’s debatable.”

“extremely debatable.”

“you can’t just give us a nickname, dingus.” the atmosphere really relived everyone’s tension, “oh, of course i can, dingus, because i just did. core five! up top!” chad raised his hand to mindy, who shook her head.

“no.”

“down low.”

“get that away from.”

“high five.”

“don’t ever.”

“please for the love of god.” chad turned to sam, who chuckled at him, “don’t do it.” tara grinned with [name] getting a message, “y’know, i would actually like for more respect, and support—“

[name] walked back into the living room, eyebrows furrowed whole still staring at their phone, “guys. what the hell?” anika called out, turning up the volume for the tv, with concerning news.

“we’re hearing from sources inside the homicide division that the prime suspect is non other then samantha carpenter. one of the survives of the woodsboro killings in 2022.”

the news reporter reported, sam’s breath hitching in her throat, “that is so stupid.” [name] commented with a roll of their eyes, “seen here attack a women on the screen last night.”

it showed two nights ago a video where a girl splashed her drink onto samantha, who responded by pushing her, everybody watched with a pissed offed look.

sam muted the tv off before going into the dining room, the five friends looking at eachother with concerned looks. the three went to sit with her, [name] sitting back onto the couch.

eth <3

did u see the news?

no, why?

sam’s the prime suspect, that’s so fucking stupid

btw hows econ?

good, why?

[name] was about to respond before the three at the table exclaimed in happiness causing them to look back, “i told you, [name]! you have to give me 10 bucks now!” chad called out.

[name] scoffed, “come over here!” tara waved at them who smiled and went over, “i feel like we should high five or something.” chad stuck his hand out, “the core five high five.”

“don’t call it that.”

the five interwhined hands, letting go before sam’s boyfriend called, the five teasing her as sam declined saying she’ll call back later. a text being sent to the five, a image of quinn being attacked.

“oh what the fuck.” there was screaming and thudding in quinn’s room, everybody jumping up in front of the door, a few metres away from it.

“run.”

her body was thrown at anika, the killer slowly walked out as anima screamed loudly that probably everyone outside of the building could hear, chad, tara and [name] ran outside of the room, closer to the door.

they ran downstairs before tara realized that they left them upstairs, “what? tara! chad!” [name] called out, “call the police!” chad told them as [name] pulled out their phone, dialling 911.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“anika’s dead.” mindy muttered into the arms of [name], “i’m so sorry, mindy.” ethan popped out, lifting up the safety tape and walked towards them, chad pining him to a police car.

“chad. hey, chad!” [name] pulled him away, “he was at econ, okay! he even sent a video to prove it to me!” they defended ethan, pulling out his phone to show the video to him.

“fuck, man.”

“where the fuck were you, [name]? i know you were with tara and i before but when i look back down, you’re gone!” chad pointed to them, “i was calling the police! i went to someone for help!” [name] defended themself.

“bullshit!”

“look, just because ethan wasn’t here last night, does not fucking mean you can blame him! if you wanna blame anyone, blame me!” [name] said making chad scoff, “who said i didn’t?” he sneered at them.

ethan looked at the body on the ground, “oh my god… who?” “anika.” chad answered with a hand on his hip, body tensed. the three went back to the ambulance, “mindy, i’m so sorry.”

“step the fuck back.” mindy snapped at him, “you’re at the top of my list.” she continued with a glared, “i had econ!” mindy and chad looked at eachother with doubt.

“he’s not lying.” chad whispered to her, “[name] has a video of him at econ.” mindy looked at [name] who was being questioned, “i’m gonna be right back.” tara said to the three and left.

“is that kirby?” [name] pointed out, the three looking at where they were talking about. “holy shit.” mindy’s jaw dropped at the sight of her.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“jason and greg, were little rich, bitch boys, apparently they used fake names to use this place.” the group and detective bailey followed behind gale, “how’d you find it?” kirby asked her.

“it’s called investigating journalism for a reason.” gale replied with sass, “i like her.” [name] whispered to ethan who gave them a weird look, “how didn’t you find it?” gale continued to poke at kirby.

“i like her a lot.”

“weren’t you tracking them?” the two continued to go at eachother, gale swiping a card and pulled a door open, everybody hurdling inside. “what is this place? what’s with all the security?” sam queried.

the lights turned on, “it’s a movie theatre.” tara pointed out, “it’s not just a movie theatre… it’s a shrine.” gale added onto tara’s sentence, “it’s giving richie and amber’s motive.” [name] commented.

it revealed to have every victim’s and killers clothing’s and ghostface costume, everybody scattered around the room. [name] walking up to amber’s ghostface costume.

“you’ve all been through so much.”

“okay, how’d the get all this stuff? isn’t this evidence?” tara inputted making [name] frown, “yeah, i would like to know too.” they looked back to tara.

“well, cops like money, and evidence gets a lot money.”

“um, why am i here exactly? my alibi checks out.” ethan broke into the conversation, “so i can keep an eye on you, roomie.” chad answered, mindy doing the i have my eye on you gesture.

“the killer must have found this place before he murdered jason and greg, and then he took the mask off the mannequins.” gale stated, “all nine from stu, billy to amber and richie.” she continued.

sam went up to her fathers costume, “so, somebody killed these chuckle fucks and took over?” chad put the situation into a small sentence, “someone who believes that sam masterminded woodsboro.” gale added.

“if this was a normal stab movie, this would be killers layer.”

“yeah, well, who gives a fuck about the movies now?” [name] crossed their arms, “which means this isn’t a normal stab movie.” kirby said, the two ignoring [name]’s comment about the movies.

tara quickly walked away, sam following behind with everyone else just chilling now.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“i gotta go.” [name] lifted up their phone, “my mom needs me in the hospital, said it’s a emergency.” they continued, almost leaving until mindy grabbed their arm.

“stay safe, okay?” [name] nodded, “who do you think i am? the helpless victim? come on now, i wanna be in the sequel.” they joked, giving them a smile before leaving the vehicle.

“do you think your friend over there is the killer?” kirby asked, eyes on the laptop.

“no.”

“yes.” mindy and chad said at the same time, ethan disagreed, the four looking at eachother, “wow. now, that’s was you call fake friends.” kirby whispered under her breath.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“you know, you’re like the tenth guy to try this right? and spoiler alert, it never works out for the dipshit in the mask.” gale threatened, her boyfriend disappearing.

“oh but they certainly leave a mark of who to go, don’t they? richie and amber managed to butcher dewey, craved him up like a christmas goose. how does it feel to lose the only man who ever loved you?”

ghostfave taunted causing tears to prick gale’s eyes, “fuck you!” she sweared with anger. “how does it feel to know that you weren’t there for him at the end.” ghostface chuckled a little.

“not there to give him comfort as he died screaming in his blood.” gale sniffled, “you’re one who’s gonna die screaming!” she responded to him.

“maybe. but you won’t be around to see it. you couldn’t stop what happened to dewey. just like how you’re not gonna be able to stop this.” a loud sound was made behind her.

her boyfriend brutally stabbed, the killer appeared through the small hole, cleaning the knife off the blood and stabbed over before the killer ran, hopping over the couch.

he grabbed gale’s arm almost stabbing her as she grabbed a pan, smacking it over his face as she ran to the balcony, dropping things to slow him down.

she went back inside, hiding in her room and grabbing her gun to defend herself, she shot at the door, the pounding stopping. “how’s that for nostalgia, fucker?” she commented.

another call went through, scaring her as she picked it up, “you missed.” ghostface stated. “sure, i did.” gale replied, gun still pointed at the door.

“you win. i’m in the elevator, heading to the ground floor.” gale didn’t believe him, “sure you are.” ghostface scoffed at her before gale shot her gun again.

“maybe you did hit me, maybe i’m wounded or maybe i’m wearing a bullet proof vest.” ghostface teased, “that’s why i’m gonna shot you in the fucking head.” she opened the door, no one at it.

her breath grew heavier as she rounded the corners, “you would’ve made a good killer, gale. sidney know what’ve made sense, dewey was the fan favourite but you…”

“cracking under the pressure, turning into ghostface would’ve been a great twist.” gale rolled her eyes, “keep talking asshole.” ghostface laughed.

“sure. what do you wanna talk about? you never got to be the leading lady, did you? it was always about poor, sweet sidney sucking up all the oxygen. where does that leave you to be?”

“the brains and sex appeal.” gale answered, “sorry about your boyfriend, all those muscles didn’t help much.” gale eyed her dead boyfriend, “they sure didn’t.” the killer laughed again.

“can you hold please?”

“what?” gale called back, hearing it ring from behind her, pulling the trigger. ghostface opening the door, pointing the gun away and stabbing her in shoulder.

she tried to reveal him before she was pushed into the pillar again, and stabbed in the thigh. she pushed him away, and crawled to the gun, ghostface trying to stab her over and over again.

he was thrown onto the glass table, gale grabbing the knife, swing the knife down, she was stabbed in the side by the left over glass, forcing her to let go.

she grabbed his arms, stopping the knife from stabbing her through the head, “fuck you!” she glared up at him.

“hey, ghostface!” sam called out, shooting gale’s gun, missing as he ran away.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“what the fuck happened?” [name] pushed the glass doors, eying everyone there, “where the fuck were you?” tara snapped at them, “i was at the fucking hospital, with my mom!” they answered.

“i’m so scared you guys, i don’t want to get hurt again.” mindy breathed out, tears pricking her eyes, “neither do i.” chad agreed, “i don’t want you getting hurt either.” chad leaned against her.

“no… no.” he sniffled, [name] ran a hand through their hair, “okay, what happened?” they asked calmly as everyone turned their hands towards them. “gale attacked while we tried getting the killer to come out.” sam explained.

“so, what do we do now?”

“maybe he gets to win this time.” sam shrugged, not wanting to deal what’s happening now, “he wants to punish me. me. so maybe we let him.” the four looked at her like she was insane.

“i’ll just give myself up. if this is what i have to do to keep you safe, it’s worth it.” sam cried, “no, we’re not doing this, sam. alright, you went back to woodsboro to protect me.” tara declined the idea.

“every single day you made the decision to protect me. none of us would’ve been be alive if kt weren’t for you.” the three nodded at that, ��you have to let us protect you this time.” tara said.

sam shook her head, “no.” “yes. we’re a team remember?” mindy stood up, “actually, we’re a family.” [name] smiled, “yeah, mom.” they used the nickname for sam again, causing sam to smile.

“let’s go! core five! come on.” he stuck his hand out, “core what?” danny asked, “it’s a us thing.” chad pointed to lastest victims.

“he’s gonna keep coming for us.”

“isn’t there somewhere safe to hold up in?” ethan butted in, “he’s just gonna keep finding us.” tara pointed out, “great.” ethan breathed out. “we could use that though.” they raised an eyebrow at tara.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“is this even a good plan?”

“you don’t have to come if you don’t want to.” tara rolled her eyes at ethan, “she’s got a point, eth.” ethan glared at [name] who was infront of him, “so we’re just gonna split off so the killer could pick us off one by one? no thank you.”

ethan stated, “we just have to get to the theatre.” sam stopped the argument, pushing through the crowds of people in costumes, some in ghostface costumes.

mindy and ethan got separated from the others, getting held back from the group of people. “fuck! fuck.” the train doors closed as it took off, leaving the two alone.

ethan grabbed her shoulder, scaring her, “get your ghostface ass away from me, ghostface.” mindy insulted, confusing ethan.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“look, it’s fine, it’s okay, she’s with ethan.” chad put his phone away, the train lights flickering. “oh, shit.” chad breathed out, seeing multiple people in ghostface costumes. “that’s terrifying.” [name] shivered.

“how many stops do we have?” sam looked, biting her lips when she realized, “ten.” the tension was extremely thick, the lights flickering multiple times.

someone in a ghostface costume appeared in front of sam, before disappearing when another person entered the train, sam looked for the person again.

the ghostface sam saw slowly approached them, “guys.” the others looked over, danny moved infront of sam, the ghostface exiting the train. the tension grew softer.

[name] felt a vibration from their pocket, taking it out, having a text from ethan.

eth <3

mindy got attacked from a guy in a ghostface costume

seriously?

“um, guys. mindy got attacked... by someone in a ghostface costume.” [name] broke the silence, chad snapping his head towards their phone, “what? are you sure?” [name] nodded, showing them the text message.

“shit.”

· · · ꔫ · · ·

sam, tara, danny, chad, and [name] saw kirby, “hey! i talked to bailey. i’ve got everything set up.” she said following them, “where are mindy and ethan?” kirby looked behind them.

“they’re 5 minutes behind us.” tara answered for sam, kirby nodded. “let’s get you all inside.” kirby led them inside. “not you..” sam looked at danny, who was beyond confused

“what?”

“don’t trust anyone, remember?” sam looked at danny with a solemn look, “we don’t know you. not really.” she continued, “i can watch over him. i have a gun.” [name] reassured her, sam gently smiling at them.

“you know me.”

“you’re not woodsboro.” danny let it go, “i’m sorry.” she apologized, danny understanding and reassuring her that it was okay, giving her a peck on the cheek.

kirby, sam, tara, and chad went inside, leaving danny and [name] outside.

· · · ꔫ · · ·

“fuck, it felt good to kill him! this was your grandmother’s sam, nancy loomis. really runs in your fucking family, doesn’t it?” [name] appeared with tears streaming down their eyes.

“[name]! oh my god!” tara hugged them as [name] eye contact with sam and smirked, pulling something out of their back pocket.

“surprised, tara.” they said into the voice box, giving the carpenter sisters another wave of horror, “w — what?” [name] went into a fits of giggles before heaving a sigh.

they pulled a knife out of their pocket, “what’s the matter sam, you look you’ve seen a ghost?” [name] quoted billy, speaking into the voice box again. “and speaking of family, ethan’s names not actually landry.” [name] announced.

“right, dad?” ethan looked at detective bailey, who laughed and brushed his hair, “wait, if it’s you three, that leaves… mindy?” the other ghostface shook their head, pulling off the mask, revealing quinn.

“hey, roomies.” tara gasped, “didn’t see that one coming didn’t you?” quinn grinned, pulling off her gloves, “yeah, because you died!” tara replied, tears streaming.

“she kinda didn’t.” [name] walked over to them with a mocking pout, “though it was a good way to get off the suspect list. stab mindy on the train. that sorta fun.” quinn ranted.

“wait, then who attacked gale?” sam asked before looking at [name], who raised their hand, “i did. after what she did to amber, i thought it would be a little fun to toy with her like she did to my sister.” they smirked.

“oh, and i killed anika… when you guys got attacked in the apartment, locking eth out. i left from downstairs, i quickly went to the other entrance to your room to ambush you guys, killing anika on the latter.”

[name] explained, having tara glare at them, ethan giggling.

“yep, and i made sure to be there at the scene so i could switch the body out with the fresh one.” detective bailey wrapped an arm around his kids, “a little fake blood, prosthetic, something a grieving father could get away with.” the three surrounded them.

ethan wrapped an arm around [name], who smiled up at him, “and this is stu macher’s mask, he was my favourite.” ethan placed mrs. loomis’s masked on her mannequin.

“that’s three, that’s two, which leads… your fathers.” bailey pulled out billy’s mask, “this is what we’ve been counting down to sam.” he stated, “i’m gonna need you to put it on.” sam slapped the mask away.

“fuck you!”

“woah!” ethan slashed her forearm, laughing and taunting them, “you stay the fuck away from!” tara cursed him, [name] pointing their gun at her making her back away.

“remember who has the upper hand, tara.” tara glared at them, holding a brick.

“oh come on.”

“what is this? you think this is a family?” [name] shrugged, “for amber and their family, sure. why the fuck not.” ethan kissed the crown of their head.

“yeah, bitch you should know better then anyone.” quinn entered, “they’re still not getting.” ethan smiled, “look, i don’t know what you believe but i didn’t commit those murders in woodsboro. it wasn’t me.” sam looked back at bailey.

“oh, we know that! what do you think this is? some bullshit conspiracy theory? come on, who do you think started the rumours about you in the first place.” quinn raised her hand, a smug look on her face.

“you wanna know how easy it was to turn sam from the hero or woodsboro into the villain? how easy it is to convince the world to believe the worse in people rather then the best.” quinn pointed the knife at her.

“because it is not enough to kill somebody these days. you have to assassinate their characters first. so when dad discovers your horrible mutilated body.” [name] mockingly attacks them.

“pose to sam wearing her father’s mask. they’ll say some bastard on the internet that you’re the real ghostface and took matters into your own dilated hands.” ethan explained, sam scoffed.

“exactly why it’s a perfect alibi and all the best lies were based on the truth. you’re a killer, just like your father.” bailey pointed making sam defended herself.

“no, i’m not!”

“yes you are, you motherfucker, you killed our brother!” quinn yelled at her making sam widened her eyes, “what are you talking about?” sam breathed out.

“you said your brother died kn a car accident.” quinn pointed her knife to tara. “no, no, no. so you see something, he died in woodsboro… in the hands of your bitch sister.” ethan glared.

“and [name], here, shared the same interest in killing you both.” sam turned around to look at bailey, “you’re richie’s family.” he nodded.

“and [name]… were you apart of the killings last year?” [name] smiled with a evil glint, “who do you think killed dewey and attacked tara in the hospital?” they tilted their head, “you bastard!” tara yelled at them causing [name] to tilt their knife at her.

“you’re the real fucking bastard here! you think killing my sister and their brother, you’ll fucking get away with it!” they yelled back at her. ethan stabbed sam in the shoulder.

“look who’s finally starting to get it!” they went to attack the carpenter sisters, quinn held the knife up to sam’s throat, “there she is… there she is when she killed our fucking brother.”

the others conversed, [name] gliding their fingers down a photo of them and amber when they were younger.

“for they were just a little dark but richie really loved them, loved them. he made a few of his own. did you know? there’s a very special bond between a father and his first son.”

bailey looked back at them, “this is why i helped him build this place.” sam looked around, “this was all his?” bailey nodded his head, “yes, he’s a very passionate collector.” he commented.

the others yelled at eachother, “your son… he was so pathetic.” “that’s not true.” sam mentally smirked, “yeah, your son. he was a man baby, who had his girlfriend and [name] do all the killing.” [name] glared up at her.

“he was a strong feral young man.”

“he was a limp, dick fuck who cried before i slit his throat.” a gunshot went off, sam holding her side, “fuck you.” [name] muttered, tara went to throw the brick before ethan stabbed her.

“what do you think you’re doing?”

“i’m just finishing act 3, tara.”

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bubbles-for-all-of-us · 3 months

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Since my inbox is as empty as my brain you are welcome to send in some blurb requests. I might find an hour or so to scribble tomorrow. ✨

#simon ghost riley x reader #azriel x reader #lucien vanserra x reader #xaden riorson x reader #bodhi durran x readee #garrick tavis x reader #kaz brekker x reader #eris vanserra x reader #fenrys moonbeam x reader #lorcan salvaterre x reader

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thy-fucks-runneth-dry · 1 year

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Working on somethin

@american-psych0 hehe roclussy

#art #digital art #Bug race #oc #kitta #poppet #mikey #kaZ #sammie #sha #req #(my)Moon #Crow #Chaos #Arii #Avery #Riley #Fish Pheni #Rowan #LEmOn

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secretlovezz · 1 year

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Master list <3

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Criminal minds

Spencer Reid

Spencer Reid drabble prt.1 prt.2 prt.3 prt.4

Random Spence things <3

Shadow and Bone

Kaz Brekker

Kaz Brekker drabble prt.1 prt.2 prt.3

Random Kaz stuff ♡

MW II

Simon "ghost" Riley

Simon Riley with an s/o who has a cat prt.1 prt.2 prt.3

Simon Riley Drabbles prt.1 prt.2

Thinking Simon forgot your birthday

Simon Riley wants to marry you

First kisses

John "Soap" McTavish

Thinking Johnny forgot your birthday

First kisses

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

First kisses

Kyle Garrick thoughts

John Price

First kisses

König

First kisses

Stanger Things

Eddie Munson

Eddie Munson Drabble prt.1

Ellie Williams

Drabbles

Prt.1

Attack on Titan

Connie Springer

Connie Springer head-cannons part 1

just a bunch of random shit about how I think it would be to have connie as a bf

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fandom · 5 months

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Ships

Unexpected connections happen in two places: the Ships list and Feeld—a dating app for the curious. On Feeld, finding like-minded people is as fulfilling as finding yourself. In celebration of ships, here are this year’s iconic connections.

Ineffable Husbands +17 Aziraphale & Crowley, Good Omens

Steddie Steve Harrington & Eddie Munson, Stranger Things

Destiel Dean Winchester & Castiel, Supernatural

Byler -3 Will Byers & Mike Wheeler, Stranger Things

Wenclair Wednesday Addams & Enid Sinclair, Wednesday

Bowuigi Bowser & Luigi, the Super Mario Bros. franchise

Huntlow +7 Hunter & Willow Park, The Owl House

Avatrice Ava Silva & Beatrice, Warrior Nun

Hannigram +2 Hannibal Lecter & Will Graham, Hannibal

Buddie -4 Evan Buckley & Edmundo Diaz, 9-1-1

Vashwood Vash the Stampede & Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Trigun Stampede

Zelink +80 Zelda & Link, The Legend of Zelda

Lumity -6 Luz Noceda & Amity Blight, The Owl House

Ghostsoap Simon “Ghost” Riley & John “Soap” MacTavish, the Call of Duty franchise

Blackbonnet -11 Edward Teach/Blackbeard & Stede Bonnet, Our Flag Means Death

Wolfstar +8 Remus Lupin & Sirius Black, the Harry Potter universe

Merthur +12 Merlin & Arthur Pendragon, Merlin

Jegulus +25 James Potter & Regulus Black, the Harry Potter universe

Bumbleby +48 Yang Xiao Long & Blake Belladonna, RWBY

Bakudeku -4 Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Boku no Hero Academia

Dreamling -1 Dream of the Endless & Hob Gadling, The Sandman

Soukoku +60 Nakahara Chuuya & Dazai Osamu, Bungou Stray Dogs

Firstprince Alex Claremont-Diaz & Prince Henry of Wales, Red, White & Royal Blue

Wesper Wylan Van Eck & Jesper Fahey, the Grishaverse

Wangxian -8 Lan Wangji & Wei Wuxian, Mo Dao Zu Shi

Satosugu +23 Gojo Satoru & Geto Suguru, Jujutsu Kaisen

Imodna +8 Imogen Temult & Laudna, Critical Role

Kanej +44 Kaz Brekker & Inej Ghafa, the Grishaverse

Bubbline Princess Bubblegum & Marceline, Adventure Time

Ladynoir -17 Ladybug & Chat Noir, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Twiyor +6 Loid Forger & Yor Forger, SPY x FAMILY

Loustat +43 Louis de Pointe du Lac & Lestat de Lioncourt, Interview with the Vampire

Zosan Roronoa Zoro & Vinsmoke Sanji, One Piece

Marichat -12 Marinette Dupain-Cheng & Chat Noir, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Serirei +65 Serizawa Katsuya & Reigen Arataka, Mob Psycho 100

Adrienette -21 Adrien Agreste & Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Chenford +24 Lucy Chen & Tim Bradford, The Rookie

Petrigrof Simon Petrikov & Betty Grof, Adventure Time: Fionna and Cake

Kavetham Kaveh & Alhaitham, Genshin Impact

Griddlehark +54 Gideon Nav & Harrowhark Nonagesimus, The Locked Tomb series

Raeda -13 Raine Whispers & Eda Clawthorne, The Owl House

Tomgreg -19 Tom Wambsgans & Greg Hirsch, Succession

Hanamusa Jessie & Delia Ketchum, the Pokémon franchise

Zolu Roronoa Zoro & Monkey D. Luffy, One Piece

Narumitsu -12 Phoenix Wright & Miles Edgeworth, Ace Attorney

Sonadow +23 Sonic & Shadow, Sonic the Hedgehog

Ineffable Bureaucracy Archangel Gabriel & Beelzebub, Good Omens

Spirk +9 Spock & James Kirk, Star Trek

Ballister x Ambrosius Ballister Boldheart & Ambrosius Goldenloin, Nimona

Nandermo -42 Nandor the Relentless & Guillermo de la Cruz, What We Do in the Shadows

Jonmartin -15 Jonathan Sims & Martin Blackwood, The Magnus Archives

Punkflower Hobie Brown & Miles Morales, Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse

AkiAngel Aki Hayakawa & the Angel Devil, Chainsaw Man

Ronance -49 Robin Buckley & Nancy Wheeler, Stranger Things

Superbat -11 Superman & Batman, the DC universe

Shuake Ren Amamiya/Joker & Goro Akechi, Persona 5

Geraskier -48 Geralt of Rivia & Jaskier, The Witcher

Hualian -18 Hua Cheng & Xie Lian, Tian Guan Ci Fu

Sulemio Suletta Mercury & Miorine Rembran, Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury

Sterek -5 Stiles Stilinski & Derek Hale, Teen Wolf

Gumlee Prince Gumball & Marshall Lee, Adventure Time: Fionna and Cake

Shadowpeach Sun Wukong & the Six-Eared Macaque, Lego Monkie Kid

Drarry -29 Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter, the Harry Potter universe

Wilmon Prince Wilhelm & Simon Eriksson, Young Royals

Harringrove -34 Steve Harrington & Billy Hargrove, Stranger Things

Kazurei Suwa Rei & Kurusu Kazuki, Buddy Daddies

Lestappen Charles Leclerc & Max Verstappen, Formula 1 drivers

Zukka -5 Zuko & Sokka, Avatar: The Last Airbender

Codywan +8 Commander Cody & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Star Wars: The Clone Wars

Solangelo -23 Will Solace & Nico di Angelo, the Percy Jackson universe

Catradora Catra & Adora, She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Shadowgast -4 Caleb Widogast & Essek Thelyss, Critical Role

Stucky -43 Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes, the Marvel universe

Tarlos -18 TK Strand & Carlos Reyes, 9-1-1: Lone Star

Johnlock +21 John Watson & Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock

Sasunaru -24 Uchiha Sasuke & Uzumaki Naruto, Naruto

Locklyle Anthony Lockwood & Lucy Carlyle, Lockwood & Co.

Lokius Loki Laufeyson & Mobius M. Mobius, the Marvel universe

Supercorp -67 Kara Danvers & Lena Luthor, Supergirl

Piltover's Finest Caitlyn Kiramman & Vi, Arcane

Helnik Matthias Helvar & Nina Zenik, the Grishaverse

Prohibitedwish Scarab & Prismo, Adventure Time

Klance -12 Keith & Lance, Voltron: Legendary Defender

Reylo Rey & Kylo Ren, the Star Wars universe

Hanazawa Teruki & Kageyama Shigeo, Mob Psycho 100

Cockles -44 Misha Collins & Jensen Ackles, Actors

Percabeth -46 Percy Jackson & Annabeth Chase, the Percy Jackson universe

Astarion x Tav Astarion & Tav, Baldur's Gate 3

Timkon Tim Drake & Conner Kent, Young Justice

Davekat Dave Strider & Karkat Vantas, Homestuck

Cynonari Cyno & Tighnari, Genshin Impact

Creek Craig Tucker & Tweek Tweak, South Park

Klapollo Apollo Justice & Klavier Gavin, Ace Attorney

Style Stan Marsh & Kyle Brovlofski, South Park

Korrasami -11 Korra & Asami Sato, The Legend of Korra

Bill x Frank Bill & Frank, The Last of Us

Nick x Charlie -51 Nick Nelson & Charlie Spring, Heartstopper

Dreamnotfound -50 Dreamwastaken & GeorgeNotFound, Streamers

Dinluke -33 Din Djarin & Luke Skywalker, the Star Wars universe

Rhaenicent Rhaenyra Targaryen & Alicent Hightower, House of the Dragon

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Civilian Life

READ PART TWO: SIMON’S FANTASY

READ PART THREE: GIRL’S NIGHT

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, NSFW, Minors DNI, dirty talk, domestic!Simon, PIV sex, riding, fluff and smut, hair pulling, doggy, missionary, riding, fingering, cunnilingus

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Simon wonders, when he's too exhausted to breathe and drifting off to sleep, what you're doing at home. In his flat. In his bed. He doesn't get a phone, not on missions, because of the risk. His phone can be traced back to him, to his face, to you. He'll never take the risk of putting you in danger.

Never.

But he's a fucking softie for you, and so he wonders. Are you sleeping? Are you up watching telly? Are you laying in bed, minutes before you'll fall asleep, thinking the same thing he's thinking?

And God, he'll come home and sleep for three days straight, tired and worn down, and you sleep right there with him. You take the week off work every single time he comes home just to spend time with him. You rub that bruise-balm on the bruises he has from fighting and then you press up on your fucking tip-toes to kiss him.

"God, you are perfect," he purrs, hands on your back, holding you against him. You'll giggle, try to escape his arms, and it'll end with you pressed up against the wall, losing your 'fight' and kissing him.

You put your hands on his cheeks, you let him lift you to hold you against the wall, and you whimper when his hands squeeze your waist. Perfect. Woman.

You go out with him, you drag him around to little markets and cafes. You hold his hand, overjoyed he's home alive, and London seems to decide the rain is over when you're out. The tiny spots of sun light up your face and if Simon could bribe the sun to stay out and the clouds to fuck off he would.

"Simon," there's a hand on his shoulder as he zones out into a market table of jewelry while you look at them, "didn't know you were in London."

It's John at his side, the captain, and you light up when you see him.

"John!" You haven't seen him since the wedding and so you jump at the chance to pull him into a hug. John gives you a friendly post on the back, chuckling.

"Nice to see you, love." John says as you pull away.

"You too! Oh, I haven't seen you since the wedding!" You can't keep the smile off your face. The last time you were all together was Johnny's wedding and god was that a night…

He remembers the drunk sex you had in the back of his car, the way you babbled about needing to be the next girl to get married, that you wanted to be his wife…

"How've you been?" John's voice pulls him back from his memory.

"Great! Happy to be out." You reply. "The weather's finally nice."

"It is." John looks across the street, "couple of the boys and me are getting lunch across the street, wanna stop in?"

You look up at Simon, asking him if it's okay with your eyes.

"Sure." Simon replies. You smile up at him and reach over to take his hand.

Gaz, Johnny, Johnny's girl, and Konig are across at the restaurant. They pull in chairs for you and Simon and you sit.

"Konig," you smile at him, sitting next to him with Simon on the other side, "surprised to see you! Why're you in London?"

"Uhm," he's unsure of himself unless he's got a gun in his hand, has been since Simon met him, "just visiting, I haven't been to London since I was little."

"How do you like it?" Then begins the small talk. You tell everyone about your new job, about the puppy you want, and you laugh as they all gang up on him for not getting it for you.

"She's gotta be lonely while you're off on missions," John jokes.

"Bad boyfriend behavior Simon," Kaz says.

You bite your lips to keep yourself from laughing too hard and Simon jokes that they're all his squad mates and that they'll be watching their own backs next time.

You don't get home until nearly half-past seven, you eat pizza on the couch and watch telly until you're going off to be with him behind you.

It's supposed to be a goodnight kiss. You're in your little satin tank top and shorts set, hands on his chest, pressing against him. Simon can't help himself. He can't help the way his lips trail to your neck, the way his teeth tease at your skin, and he definitely loses all control when he hears you gasp his name.

Fuck it all to hell.

He leaves your neck blooming with black and blue, he squeezes your hips and dips his finger into your shorts to grope your ass. You whimper for him, you thread your fingers in his short hair and you tug it, and when your knees go weak you just get on them.

Simon groans when you look up at him, your hands on his pajama bottoms, lips already slightly parted. Can I? Simon wonders why you ask. He nods, his fingers in your hair. His pajamas hit the floor and you take him in your hand, eyes drifting closed when you wrap your mouth around him.

"Fuck, love, the shit you do to me…" He groans. This is what he tries to imagine when he takes himself into his hand in the rare alone moments on missions. He tries to imagine the way your mouth feels around him.

It never compares.

You've got a horrible gag reflex when you're tense, and you're always tense. Simon hears you gag and a shiver runs up his spine. He knows it’s painful, and that you hate it, but it’s all in your head that you’re going to gag. He’s gotta get you out of your head.

"Take it slow," he grumbles, "not going anywhere."

You pull your mouth off of him and lick your lips as you stare up at him.

"Will you fuck my throat?" You ask it like he'll say no, like 'no' is an option. Simon wouldn't be a man if he said no to that.

He imagines the headspace it put you in too and god he's fucked.

"'Course I will, sweetheart," he replies and you smile up at him before your mouth is hanging open again. Devastating.

Simon eases himself in, he reminds you to breathe through your nose, then he takes your hair in his hand… makes a ponytail in his fucking fist… and starts to fuck your throat. He sees your eyes roll back at one point and he wonders if you're enjoying this more than he is. He hears you whimper, feels your fingertips and your nails dig into his thighs and god he just wants to make you take it because he knows how much you love it when does.

You go fucking crazy for him to take your control out of your hands, for him to make you his. He has to pull your mouth off of him so that he doesn't cum down your throat. He has to fuck you, he hasn't fucked you in so long.

"S-Simon-" your voice is almost a whine, almost asking him why he stopped. He chuckles.

"Gotta fuck you," Simon replies, just as breathless as you are, "Gotta fuck you, okay?"

“P-” you stutter, let him pull you to your feet, “-Please.”

Your legs shake as he pulls your tank top over your head. You never wear a bra to bed, an added bonus to every night he gets to sleep next to you, and Simon wants to fall to his knees and mark your chest up like it’s his only job. Your knees have to be killing you though, and so he gets you out of your shorts and onto the bed on your back.

“Simon…” his hands trail down your thighs, they knead your skin. Your soft, soft fucking skin. He’s gotta get his mouth between your thighs. He takes a deep breath to calm himself down. He’d fuck you in a second but he’s gotta draw it out.

He wants to give you a night you brag about to your girlfriends tomorrow. He loves hearing the way you brag about his skills.

Simon sinks to his knees at the edge of the bed and he takes your thighs in each hand to pull you closer. Your legs dangle over his shoulders, you’re watching him without breathing. His hands press your hips to the bed when they wiggle, he tries to give you his most dangerous eyes.

“Stay still,” he says, “or else.”

“Or else?” you tease, not too far gone to give him shit and Simon commits himself to remedying it. “What would you do to me? Oh, please don’t punish me Ghost, I promise I’ll be a good girl.”

You’re giggling, you have the audacity to giggle while he’s between your legs but what has Simon freezing isn’t your giggles, it’s the way you called him Ghost. You know his code name, of course you do, but you’ve never used it. Never. Simon get’s impossibly harder at the fantasy that pops into his head.

Bending you over a table, handcuffing you, pushing you close to the edge again and again with all of his gear on, pressing you for information you won’t give… promising to make you cum if you just give me the intel, sweetheart. He’s gotta tell you about it later. You’d be down for it, his little freak.

Simon rolls his eyes at your giggling and presses your thighs open to get his fucking mouth on you. You gasp, one of your hands is in your hair, the other one is thrown over your face, hiding behind it. Simon presses his arm over your lower belly to pin you down and presses two fingertips to your hole. You spread your legs wider, you cry out his name, and Simon sinks two of his fingers into you. God, the way you clench around them makes his head spin.

“I-I’m-” it’s so early, so fast, that it throws you off guard. You try to close your legs around his head, stop him from going further, but he elbows them open and keeps his fingers moving.

“My poor girl,” Simon whispers against the skin of your thighs, “always so neglected when I’m off on a mission, aren’t you?”

“A-Am. I am.” your hips twitch, you squirm on his fingers, and Simon groans at the way your back arches.

“Let me make it up to you, love.” he replies, voice low and dark. Simon is intent on getting you to cum atleast once more before he turning you over and fucking you just the way you like.

“Simon!” you squeal, legs twitching to close. You work hard to keep them open, just the way you know he likes, shaking like a damn leaf.

“One more, sweetheart, gimme one fucking more.” Simon growls before he’s putting his mouth back on you and sucking your clit into his mouth.

You sob, your legs close around his head and he thinks try to push me away, try it love because he knows you like it when he pushes you, he knows how you like it when he takes control of your body. You can’t stop the incoherent rambles of his name and please and stop that tumble from your lips. You try to lift your hips off the bed but he shoves them down. You try to back yourself up to get away from him but he keeps you pinned with an arm across your stomach. You slap your hands over your mouth to keep yourself from screaming and Simon reacts, lifting his arm off your stomach to pin them down with your hips by the wrists.

You cum screaming his name, trying to break his neck with your fucking thighs and spasming around his fingers. He’s never seen you cum that hard and now he’s hooked.

“Why did you-” you pant, struggling with your words, “the-the neighbors Simon…”

“Don’t fucking care,” he grumbles, he kisses your quaking thighs, “pieces of shite anyways.”

“Simon…” you’re trying to sound scold-y, like you’re angry with him, but when he crawls up your body and kisses you, you stop complaining. He’s gotta give you time to recover after something like that, and so he just holds you for a little while, kissing you and running his hands calmly over your back.

You start kissing him again after a while, tongue tangled with his, breath heavy, eyes lidded. He can feel your skin grow hotter, clammier, and you throw your leg over his hip to get him on his back.

“Goddamnit…” he groans when you sit up, hands splayed across his chest, back arched to grind against him. He puts a hand under his head, the other reaching down to grab your hip and guide you.

You lift your hips, reach down beneath you and line him up. God, you sink yourself down on him and you just can’t keep yourself from grinding on him. Simon watches you lift your hips, hears the way you moan and watches you throw your head back with it. He fills you up nicely, has had you crying your compliments more than once, and you like to savor it when you’re on top. You grind your hips, you drag them up and down his cock slowly, and within ten minutes Simon’s a goddamn mess for you. He thrusts his hips upwards, he uses his hands on your hips to control the drag of your hips, and you fall apart on top of him.

“Ch-Change me,” you whimper, losing speed and stamina, “O-On my- want you from behind-”

You don’t need to tell him twice.

Simon gets you to your chest, knees spread, back arched, hands gripping the sheets above your head. Simon is a gentleman, or at least he can be, and so he moves your hair out of your face and gathers it into a ponytail in his fist to pull it. You gasp, hips squirming to grind against him. Simon holds your hips still with one hand.

“You’re gonna take it like my good little slut, aren’t you?” you nod, whimpering, clenching down around nothing.

“I’m yours- your good little slut,” you whisper against the sheets, eyes shut and rolled back. Simon sinks in, so fucking slow, and sob with it. You’ve told him before this angle is different, deeper, more sensitive. You can’t stop the way your hips twitch and grind against, it’s impossible with how desperate you’ve become.

Simon’s hips snap forward and you cry out his name as he starts to fuck you. You’re both so sensitive, so desperate from him being away, that it's not gonna be long before he’s pulling out to cum on your thighs. He groans at the image his memory brings up for him of your thighs all covered with him. He releases your hair to sit up, hands on your ass and hips, groping a cheek before he pulls his hand back to spank you. You sob, hand reaching back to push at his naval.

“Don’t fucking think so,” he growls, pinning your wrists in one of his hands and fucking you harder for it, “fucking take it,”

Your hips still, back arched as far down as it’ll go, legs spread wider as you pulse around him through your third orgasm of the night. You moan, the bed bumps against the wall, and Simon’s grip on your wrists and hip tightens.

“Where, love?” he grits out.

“Inside,” you cry, “please, inside,”

Who the fuck is he to argue? He goes still, buried inside of you, and has the best orgasm of his fucking life. You take it like the perfect girl you are, whimpering when he pulls out. He grabs a towel, puts it under your hips but he’s depraved, a sick fucking man, because he kneels behind you and watches it drip out of you for a second before he wipes you down with a towel and turns you over.

Fucked out, googly eyed, you pull him down for Simon’s guiltest of guilty pleasures: naked, after-sex cuddles.

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