By The Grace Of Robin Buckley, Steve Gets Into College.

I’m baaaack

I love him<3🥹

tlb hc

Dwayne always carries laddie to bed from the main party, and while walking to laddies room, you can always hear the echoey shouting and laughing as the rest of the boys, michael and star party

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

Stu the type of dude to get absolutely fucked off his face and do some stupid shit

They could be the king of me👀👀

The King of Hawkins, and the King of Hellfire.

For the ghostface one it’s legit just be me simping over everybody in my favorite scary movie(the lost boys 1987) till they come kill me

POV: Slashers with a Gen-Z Victim + their reactions

Slashers x Reader

Horror/Thriller Movies

-Ghostface-

Yn: My favorite scary movie? Oh god bro, I'm super indecisive.

Ghostface: *Wondering how long this will take*

-Hannibal-

Yn: So, like... are you... (does gay hand sign) No? Really?

Hannibal: *Questioning his life*

-The Grabber-

Yn: Daddy? Sorry. Daddy? Sorry.

Grabber: *Actually speechless*

-Art The Clown-

Yn: Wow, queen. Slay!

Art: *Shy but strutting his stuff*

-Chucky-

Yn: Oh my, how kinky

Chucky: *Confused but likes it*

-Pinhead-

Yn: Oof...

Pinhead: *Confused*

-Jason Vorhees-

Yn: Aw, you look like a surgery lil muffin top

Jason: *Shy boi*

-Michael Myers-

Yn: It's giving... drama kid vibes.

Michael: *Confused and offended*

-Thomas Hewitt-

Yn: Oh no, I hope I don't fall... into this dick-

Thomas: *Blushing*

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I just did this for a crappy Halloween post!

But anyways thank you for the support and Happy Halloween folks!!! <3

The way my instant reaction was just :0

✭・. desire.

ethan landry x reader.

summary : just ethan fucking you against a wall.

warnings : smut + language + blood. ! SPOILERS FOR SCREAM VI !

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it's been a year. a year since richie and amber destroyed your life. a year of waking up every night screaming after having a nightmare. it had to stop.

when your friends asked you to come and live with them in new york a few months ago, you refused. but the more the months passed and the more you felt alone.

that's why a few weeks ago, you called each of them to ask them to put you up until you found a small apartment not far from the university.

"i would like y/n. really, but with tara and quinn, all the rooms are taken." sam told you.

"it doesn't bother me but... you might hear us a lot anika and me, well you know, you might hear us doing certain things." mindy said

there was only one person left. chad.

"no problem gorgeous , I'll arrange the third bedroom for you and you can move in with us whenever you want. ethan is nice, a little shy but nice." your best friend told you.

you were so excited. can't wait to see your friends, but above all can't wait to start a new life far away from woodsboro and especially far away from ghostface.

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it was eight o'clock in the morning, your taxi had just dropped you off in front of chad and ethan's building and you couldn't help but smile. this city is so big that no one is likely to find you. especially not the man in the white mask who haunted your nights.

after taking the elevator to the fourth floor, you took the corridor on your right as your friend had told you and stopped in front of apartment 45.

you raised your arm to knock but before you could move the door slammed open.

" y/n !"

" chad !"

you jumped at the brunette and hugged him, so happy to see your best friend. the boy did not take long to reciprocate the gesture.

"you still smell so good." he exclaimed.

you laughed "you’re still so weird."

he pulled back and lightly pinched your nose "i missed you, little head."

you smiled at him "I missed you too, big head."

he pushed aside to let you into the apartment.

once inside, he took your coat and your bag "is that all you took?" he asked you.

"yeah, i just took some change and some stuff. my parents will send me the rest."

he nodded and put your things on a small bench in the hallway.

"come, let me introduce you to ethan."

you followed him to the kitchen where a boy with curly hair was sitting at the counter. "ethan" hearing his name, the boy looked up. you can't help but notice how cute he was. "this is my best friend y/n." the boy's gaze fell on you for a moment then he quickly looked away. "y/n, this is ethan."

you waved your hand "hi"

"hi" he muttered, then he got up, got his things and walked towards what you assumed was his room.

chad turned to you pursing his lips "he's shy."

you nodded slightly, still confused by what had just happened. as a first meeting you had known better. did you scare him ? maybe he didn't like you. but you had only just met him, it was stupid.

your best friend cleared his throat, bringing you back to reality. " i forgot to tell you, but we're going to sam’s place in twenty minutes."

you widened your eyes "wait what? but i've only just arrived. and i won't be ready in twenty minutes."

he shook his head, raising his shoulders "but yes ! I installed your room, you just have to change, plus the girls don't know you're in town."

you crossed your arms "oh, so for once in your life you managed to keep your mouth shut."

a mischievous smile appeared on chad's face "oh, girls i had dated prefer when my mouth is open, especially between their-"

you cover your ears "shut up, I'm going to change."

he laughed and tickled you as you walked past him. "chad stop"

"ok"

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after putting on jeans, a tank top and a leather jacket, you tore your hair down and put on some make-up, in ten minutes you were ready.

it was not the case of chad…

you growled when you saw that your friend wasn't ready and was running around looking for a t-shirt.

"seriously chad, put something else on your back it's okay."

"nah nah and nah, it's the t-shirt tara gave me. and besides, don't pretend that you don't like seeing me shirtless."

you rolled your eyes, then what he just said hit you.

"wait. you have a crush on tara!"

chad froze and turned to you "what? nah, it's just that...she gave it to me and...it would be rude not to put it on."'

"of course, I believe you." you smirked and chad gives you the middle finger.

ethan came towards you but moved very far away from you.

okay nice… you thought.

chad yelled which startled you. seeing your reaction he apologized "sorry kitten, I just found my top. come on, let's go, I have to stop and buy some beer, Tara only likes corona."

you smiled shaking your head.

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while chad was in the store, you were in the car with ethan, who still hadn't spoken to you.

a ding caught your attention. a new notification appeared on your phone. it was that damn dating app that mindy told you to install. a certain brian came to send you a picture. you opened it. and the photo of a dick appeared. you growled and blocked him. that was the downside with this kind of app, the guys you met on it only wanted one thing. sex. after turning off your phone, you leaned your head against the glass and sighed.

"you shouldn't be on this kind of app." for the first time that evening, ethan had just spoken to you.

you didn't know what to say, but it could be a good way to strike up a conversation with him. after all, you were going to live with him for a while so you might as well be on good terms.

"yes, I know. i thought i would meet good people, but i only come across perverts."

"you're really pretty. that's what they come for. maybe you should try talking to guys who are less handsome or popular, but who really care about you."

he finds you pretty. the cutest guy you've ever seen thinks you're pretty. you must have dreamed. and his voice. lord, you could kneel before him and do anything he asked just by hearing his voice.

"yeah well. every guy, popular or not, are interested in me until they see my scars and learn who i am. thanks to richie and amber."

you expected ethan to answer you but he kills himself. at the same time, chad got into the car and drove to sam's place.

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"chad! you're late. again." grumbled mindy.

the three girls were busy in the kitchen so they didn't see you come in behind chad.

"i have a body of god, it takes time to take care of it before going out."

"of course." his twin replied.

" i feel like a wave of mockery coming from you mindy. isn't it y/n?"

you approached and saw the three girls turn sharply, shock evident on their faces.

"holy shit." exclaimed sam

tara threw herself into your arms and mindy put down the bottle she was holding so as not to drop it, still in shock. they haven't seen you in months except for facetime.

"it's good to see you." murmured the little brunette who hugged you against her without wanting to let you go.

"it's good to see you too tara."

"okay okay, let go. it's my turn now." mindy exclaimed as she pulled tara away from you.

she cupped your face in her hands "fuck. is it good to be able to touch you." chad opened his mouth to comment but mindy cut him off rolling her eyes "not sexually dumbass."

you laughed and hugged your friend.

after a while she withdrew to make way for sam.

"i missed you." the eldest carpenter told you.

"i missed you too sam."

after a while, two other girls arrived introducing themselves as anika and quinn, after greeting them, you started to eat. it's been a year since you felt so good, surrounded by those you love and safe. your friends had all changed a lot over the past year, you were so proud of them. but something bothered you, like a bad feeling. you shook your head slightly to erase the feeling. after all, you were safe, nothing could happen.

you felt eyes on you. you turned and met ethan's eyes. you smiled at him but he turned his head towards quinn, they exchanged a strange look.

maybe they are a couple.

but they don't act like one. you looked away and focused on what mindy and anika were saying. after a few hours, your eyes began to close. chad was the first to notice.

"do you want us to go home?"

"i'll go home. but you, stay here. i'll walk."

"nah, we're going home too."

you knew he wanted to stay to spend time with tara. but you also knew that he wouldn't let you go home alone. "chad. stay here, i'll be fine, i promise."

as he was going to answer you, ethan cut him off. "i will accompany her."

chad was surprised but accepted. you got up, said goodbye to everyone and left with the brunette.

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the walk to the apartment was quiet and long. why did ethan want to come with you if it was to be cold with you. after a while, you found the courage to ask him the question you were dying to ask.

"did I do something to you ?"

you keep walking, and ethan didn't bother to turn to you when answering. "no, why ?"

"since I arrived you have spoken to me very little. and I have the impression that you don't like me too much."

"i don't know you, that's all. i'm always suspicious of people i don't know."

you didn't realize it, but for a few minutes, you had been following ethan down a dark, deserted alley.

"ok if you say so."

ethan froze, which made you stop. he turned his head in all directions.

"ethan what’s going on ?" you asked him.

he didn't answer you, you were going to ask him the question again, but he threw himself on you and pinned you against the wall behind you, kissing you.

it didn't take you long to respond by sliding your arms around his neck and kissing him. usually, you'll have pushed the boy away and probably slapped him. but ethan, you were really attracted to him. and we're not going to lie to each other, it's been a few months since you've had sex, so you weren't going to say no to a bang. after a while you pull away to catch your breath, he turned his lips to your neck, biting, licking and sucking on it in order to leave some marks. you moan when he finds your sensitive spot.

"ethan, someone might see us."

"i don't give a fuck."

you were ashamed to admit it, but hearing him talk like that made you wet.

"then fuck me."

he smiled against your neck "it was planned."

he pushed himself away from you, sliding his hands down your body until he was waiting for your jeans. he unbuttoned it and slid it off you, leaving your legs exposed in an alley. he knelt in front of you, knowing what he was going to do, you held your breath. he took the strip of your panties between his fingers and tore it. you were about to complain but ethan buried his head between your legs and took your pussy in his mouth. you moaned loudly and ran your hand through his hair.

"fuck, ethan."

you had a lot of guys who had went down on you. but ethan, fuck, it's like he's been doing this his whole life. between his tongue and his lips, you thought you were dying of pleasure. the more he penetrated you with his tongue, the louder you moaned. after a few minutes, the pleasure was too intense and you cum against his lips. he stood up as you caught your breath. he licked his lips "you taste so good."

"fuck me."

he smiled at you and lowered his pants to his knees, his boxers were the second to be lowered.

his dick was big and hard you didn't think it was going to fit but ethan grabbed your jaw between his fingers and made you look at him "it'll be fine." you nodded and he kissed you again. ethan took your left leg and put it against his hip. he spat into his hand and pumped himself a little before putting his cock towards your entrance. and in one movement he penetrated you, which made you moan and close your eyes. he didn't move, he took your other leg and lifted it, which allowed him to sink even more inside you. "fuck you’re so tight." he started his movements, slowly, pressing you more against the wall. you were still sensitive, which made you cry with pleasure at each thrust. "ethan, i'm close." he put his hand around your neck and squeezed lightly. his dominating side excited you even more and made you moan pornographic. the more he squeezed and the more you moaned, after a while you felt your second orgasm coming. "ethan, I'll-" you didn't have time to finish your sentence. an orgasm washed over you, making you moan and roll your eyes. ethan kept moving, and you knew he was going to cum, you nibbled on his earlobe "go ahead, cum inside me." that's all he needed to end up in you. he leaned his forehead against yours and caught his breath.

with one hand he pulled up his boxers and his pants. he lowered you to the ground, but his other hand still remained around your neck. "ethan you can take your hand off."

suddenly he looked up and smiled at you, and his hand squeezed more and more around your neck, making you gasp for air. "ethan" you were trying to beg him to stop but he kept going. he passed his other hand behind his back, you hadn't seen what he had taken, but you felt it. it was a knife.

a knife he stuck in your stomach, you tried to scream, but ethan stopped you. he raised the knife higher and higher. you felt yourself dying little by little. he dropped you to the ground and watched you bleed out. after your last breath. he took his phone and called chad.

"chad, oh my god that's horrible. we got attacked by ghostface. y/n, she's dead."

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.