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Ethan Landry x fem!reader

Summary: Reader finds out ethan used to stalk and obsess over her

a/n: never wrote about ethan or psychopaths before so i hope i did good

Warnings: mentions of stalking, hunger games reference (ifykyk), obsession, kissing, knife

The rain pattered against your car as you drove towards ethan’s place. You and ethan had been dating for a couple months. He has been the first boyfriend who actually stayed with you for more than 3 months. Sure he can get a little possessive and jealous at times but he really is sweet. His adorable brown curls that mop on his head, and his gorgeous brown eyes you could stare into all day. He’s perfect. In fact, he’s everything you’ve ever wanted in a boy. 

You had eventually arrived at his place, the rain slamming into the pavement. You’ve always hated rain. You took out your phone and texted him. After a few moments, he opened the door and invited you into the complex. 

“Hey Eth.” You started

“Hey! he replied back with a smile. You two walked up the stairs and into his dorm. Luckily Chad wasn’t home so that was a plus. You could do anything you guys wanted. But instead of getting steamy you just decided to watch a movie. 

You two laid on his bed, laptop on his lap as you sat beside him. The covers consuming your guys’ legs. 

“Sooo what movie are we gonna watch?” You asked

“How about stab?” He answered, looking at you with adorable brown eyes. 

“Again? We’ve watched that movie like a gazzilion times!” You argue with a smile. 

“Okay fine, fine. We can watch something else” 

You smile and press a kiss to his cheek. When you pull back, you can see a tint of red overlap his face. Its cute. You lean back against the pillow and hear a “ding” you grab your phone to look at the message. “Who is it?” Ethan asks. You look up from your phone to find his whole body turned towards you. His gorgeous brown eyes glancing at you.

“It’s just my roommate.” You say. 

“…okay.” He replies and turns back to his computer, searching for movies. You text your roommate, Anika, back. 

Anika: You’re at ethan’s?

You: uhm yeah.

Anika: call me when you get back cuz I’m inviting mindy over

You’re snapped out of your thoughts by ethan’s voice. “What’re you guys talking about.” 

You look at him and smile a little. “Uhmm..nothing important Eth.” 

He stares back at you, his brown curls almost covering his soft eyes. Gosh he looks so hot. Once he looks back at the computer, you notice his soft eyes hardening and tension building in his muscles.

You can’t help but ask “are you okay Ethan?” His puppy-like face turns towards you. “Cause if something is bothering you just tell me.” You add.

He pauses, looks away, then back at you and says “I’m fine. Just being nosy is all” he replies with a smile you wanna kiss off his face. 

“Okay.” You say, turning to the window as thunder roars. You hate thunder. It may seem childish but you’ve always been scared of thunder. Even at the bug age of 18. He leans towards you and kisses your cheek when he notices your expression. “Etha-“ he cuts you off with a kiss. His lips feel soft against yours as he holds your chin so you can face him. You eventually pull away to breathe. 

“You feel better?” Ethan asks sweetly, resting his chin in your shoulder. 

You smile and look away, “I guess”.

Ethan smiles and gets up. “I gotta go to the bathroom mkay?” 

You nod. He leaves the room. You decided to look for movies while he did whatever he needed to do. You scrolled through Netflix but didn’t find any movies you were interested in. You exited out of the tab and looked for a different platform. You were met with his home page and many folders. One of them had your name on it. Curious, you opened the folder to be met with a bunch of files. You knew it was wrong to peak, but what could be so wrong about being nosy? You clicked on one of the videos. 

“Hey, lookin’ for a movie?” Ethans voice came out of nowhere. Your eyes darted to the source, which was greeted with ethan at the doorway. You switched the tab back to Netflix. You laughed nervously. 

“Uhm..yeah!” You said with a strained smile. Ethan strutted over, noticing your expression. 

“Are you okay?” He asked, concerned eyes meeting yours. He cupped your face, turning it towards his. “Is it the rain?” 

“I’m alright.” You replied with another smile. “Uhmm…I’m kinda hungry. Can you make popcorn?” You asked.

“Sure.” He walked into the kitchen. Finally, you returned to the laptop and went to the file. You clicked the video. You were met with your living room. You. On the couch. By yourself. The camera was pointed directly at you. Through your window. What the fuck? The video went on for another 10 minutes. You skipped towards the end with you walking out and turning off the lights. When the room went dark, you could see curly hair and a camera in the reflection. You clicked out of the video and into another file. The file contained photos of you changing. Another file contained notes of where you live and your daily routine/schedule. You needed to get out of here. I need to get out of here. You thought. You got up from the bed and cautiously walked down the hall. You could practically feel your heart beat throb. You felt your muscles tightened. Ethan sensed your presence as you passed through the kitchen and living room. You put on your definitely not water proof jacket. 

“Where’re you going?” He asked, a knife in his hand. Why’d he have a knife if he was making popcorn? You strained another smile.

“I just need some air.” You said breathily, You opened the door but was stopped. 

“It’s raining. You hate rain.” Ethan said, knife still in hand as the other rested on the door. He smiled, his cute smile with his perfect white teeth. 

“Well the world changes awfully fast.” You replied, tone light and still smiling with wide eyes. You knew he could sense your fear. 

“Stay inside, you don’t even have a proper coat. You’ll get drenched.”

Part 2: i’m having beef with this tall dude

(Show) Luke Castellan x fem!reader

Nothing really eventful happened on my first day. I found out that if a demigod hasn’t been claimed they’re called undetermined and if a demigod does get claimed that means they’re determined. Pretty cool i guess. Last night, I had a dream and I was with my aunt. Then I saw her get brutally murdered by a bunch of monsters. Great dream. I instantly shot up in my bunk and hit my head on the wooden frame above me. 

“Ow!” i yelped, placing my hand over my forehead.

“Shut up, new kid!” Someone whispered. Damn, I’m in pain and no one cares. Well if I were them, I wouldn’t care either. My eyes instantly find the source and I give them the nastiest glare I could. I lay back down and face the wall. I hate it here. I think about my dad, who lived with me for only 5 years before he died mysteriously, so I had to live with my aunt for the rest of my life. My mind flies to Luke. That tall guy with that scar. He’s so annoying, and cocky. But I can’t help but feel bad for being rude to him yesterday. I guess I should apologize. But my pride is being too…prideful? I go back to sleep, only to be awakened at 8:00 in the morning, by luke. 

“Wake up, new girl wake up.” 

“I’m up” I say, sitting up. “Why wake us up so early? It’s summer, not school.” 

“Do you wanna eat breakfast or not?” Luke responds. I quickly get up. I didn’t eat anything last night, so I woke up as hungry as a horse. 

After breakfast, I go back to the cabin and I lie back down.

“Y/n, we gotta clean the cabin up for inspection so…clean your area and stuff.” Luke says, his voice deeply attractive, unlike his personality and stupid face. I roll my eyes and scoff, standing up. Luke, who’s still in front of me, peers down at me like the empire state building. Dang he really is tall, what the hell. I glare up at him and walk past him, purposely colliding our shoulders. 

I help clean around the cabin, helping fold clothes, fixing beds and stuff. I quickly clean my area, placing my backpack on the edge of my bed, then making my bed look neat. Suddenly, I hear a voice behind. 

“Hey new girl, could you help me with making my bed look nice? I can’t fold the blanket properly.” Luke voices. I sigh, and say

“Sure, lead the way.” 

We get to his bunk, where his blanket lays in a messy rolled up blob. I grab the blanket by the corners and carefully demonstrate the folding steps. 

“I don’t want it to be folded so small, maybe bigger?” 

I follow as my ‘client’ says. “This good?”

“it’s too long.” 

“Now is it good?”

“It’s supposed to cover the whole bed!”

“Holy shit! Just do it yourself!” I snap, throwing the blanket at his face. I stomp away from him, my frustration still flaring. Gods why can’t my mom just claim me so I can get out of this cabin!? 

The day goes by quickly, now I’m surrounded by a bunch of other campers at a campfire, they’re all singing. It’s like rats screeching in my ears! I just smile awkwardly, not really singing along and shit. Now that I think about it, its the perfect time to slip outta here. I look around, no one’s looking at me, they’re all engrossed in their own conversations. Luckily, I don’t see Luke, which is the perfect time to skedattle since he won’t call me out like he does with everything I do. I quickly get up from the log and I leave. I walk towards the Hermes cabin, just wanting to go to sleep. The sky, dark and twinkling with stars—unlike in the city. I wish my mom would just claim me already. What do I even have to do to get claimed, I look down at my feet as I think. Well…my mom is either Aphrodite, Athena, Hera, Demeter. I’m pretty sure there are more. My thoughts are away like a snap when I turn a corner, I bump into someone’s chest.

“Uhhgff!” I yelp, falling to the ground. Either I’m very light, or they just did that on purpose.

“What the fuu—“ I look up and see Luke, his arms crossed as he looks down at me.

“Oh, it’s you” I say, rolling my eyes.

“Sorry ‘bout that new girl” Luke apologizes, though he doesn’t sound like ge actually means it. But, he extends his arm to help me up. I smack his hand away and I get up myself. “You okay?” He asks

“I’m perfectly fine.” I say, brushing the dirt on my hands to my shirt. “And don’t call me that! I have a name!” 

He nods and looks at your hair. “Hey, you have something in your hair.” He reaches out and grabs a leaf from my head. I instantly felt my heart quicken as his hand inched towards my head. When he grabbed it, I couldn’t help but feel nervous. But why? I shake off the feeling as Luke throws that leaf somewhere. “What’re you doing away from the bonfire?” He asks me.

“Just, tired.” I respond dryly, just wanting to not be around him anymore as i feel my body tempeture warm up. After a moment of silence I walk past him quickly, not wanting to ensue more conversation. 

Once I get to the Herme’s cabin and my assigned bunk, I wonder why i suddenlt felt so hot? It’s weird because I’m usually a cold-blooded person. And why did my heart rate quicken too? Maybe it’s just hormones or the sudden change in scenery. Whatever. 

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Enemies to lovers

(Show) Luke Castellan x fem!reader 

Part 1: The Arrival

The dark night sparkled with stars as I ran over the hill.  A distant roar echoed in the distance. I looked over my shoulder, the weird looking hairy bull was running straight at me. I felt my heart quicken and dodged to the side, falling into the spiky green grass. My legs ached and my breath quickened. I quickly got up and ran towards the tree. “Help! Help!” I yelled, or tried to. Since I’ve been running for the past 25 minutes straight, my lungs were on fire. Where the hell did that satyr go? I ran for my life. As I got closer, my vision started to blur, black spots started to dot my eye sight. My legs felt like jelly as I tried to distance myself from the bull—er, man? I dont know but it was one of those. My fast run turned into a jog as I felt faint. Just when I hit the ground, I heard voices. 

“Fire!” 

I turned to look at the sky to see arrows launching above me. The technological pieces of wood flew towards the bull thing. When the arrows hit it, the thing turned vanished. I felt relief wash over me as I lay my head back down, closing my eyes. 

The sun dipped between the curtains. I awakened at the sight. Wow I had the strangest dream. I sit up, looking around my room, except it’s not my room.

“You’re finally awake.” A voice beside me said. I twisted my head towards its source. A man, except he wasn’t a man. His legs were horse legs. It was a horse man.  

“uhm…I’m sorry but who’re you?”

“I’m Chiron. I’m the activities director here.” He responds.

“And what exactly is ‘here’?” 

“Camp half blood.”

Oh shit. So the stories really are true. The one’s my aunt told me. The realization hits me like a ton of bricks. My mom is a goddess? I’m a frickin’ demigod. 

“So…I’m a demigod?” I say, in disbelief.

“Yes, child. You are.” Horse man—I mean chiron says. “Well, now that you’re awake, you’ll be staying in the Hermes cabin for now, that’s till you get claimed.” 

I nod. After that interaction with horse man. I’m suddenly being lead towards this big cabin, with pillars and shit. “Cabin 11” Chiron and I enter. The inside, bustling with kids in bright orange T shirts, well I saw those kind of shirts on the walk here.  

Everyone suddenly silents themselves and all eyed are on me. That’s just totally awesome, a bunch of kids staring at me. I fiddle with the hem of my shirt. I give an awkward smile to the campers while Chiron introduces me. Before I know it, Im settled at a bunk near the window, and horseman leaves. I put my bag down and just sit on the edge of the bunk. Now what? What do I do now? I did what my dad told me too, and it somehow took me a year. How did I just find out i’m a demigod now? Who even is my mom? Questions fill my head like water in a tank. Gods I already hate it here! I wish I was with my aunt! Frustration fills me as I feel a fire build up. “Why?” The question keeps repeating in my head. But, my thoughts are broken like a twig when a boy comes up to me. 

“Hey, you’re y/n right?” He says.

“Yeah, what do you want?” I ask, in an unwelcome tone. I study his face. He ahs brown eyes, curly hair and a scar along his eye. 

He paused for a second, maybe he was taken back at my attitude. “Uhm, I’m Luke, the counselor of this cabin.” He extends hand for a shake. I don’t wanna talk to him, I’ve decided. In fact I don’t wanna talk to anyone. That fire within me is still burning and this luke is adding the fuel by just being annoying. I don’t take his hand for a shake. Instead I ask “what do you want?

“To show you around. That’s all alright? I don’t bite.” He answers, furrowing his brows.

“Well I don’t want you to show me ‘round. In fact I don’t even wanna talk to you alright?” I snap. I’m probably being a bitch, but I couldn’t care less right now. I stand up and walk towards the exit of the cabin, exiting the chunk of wood and wandering aimlessly around. This day couldn’t get any worse right?

Setting: May 6th, 1982, Denver Colorado

a/n: Hey yall, no one asked for this but who cares, this is my first fanfic. It’s also not proof-read

PAST- 1978

When the news that 13 year old Finney Blake had escaped the Grabber, the community of Northern Denver had mourned the lost of the 5 victims that fell to the Grabber.

The ghostboys weren’t the only ones Sherry mourned.

Sherry Shaw, she was Albert Shaw’s only daughter. 

She didn’t even know he was the kidnapper. She was living with her mom since they divorced a couple months before it happened. 

Sherry had guilt eating away from the inside. She felt bad for Finn, who wouldn’t? She never knew her father could do such a thing, she loved her father, her father was the only thing she’s ever known. 

But now, he’s just a stranger.

Even though she felt bad, Sherry felt a hatred for Finn too. But she understood him for killing her dad. He had no choice anyway, Albert shaw was a psycopath. But, he was her dad too. That was the worst part.

“The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.” 

They’d say. 

PRESENT DAY- AUGUST 26TH, 1982

Sherry entered the principals office, again.

“Hello again, Sherry.” Principal Tammy said, her glasses slipping down the bridge of her nose as she looked at the girl at the doorway. “Come, sit” She said. Sherry sighed and walked over to the single couch chair, setting her duffel bag on the floor. “So I heard you were terrorizing Mr. Johnsons class again, is that right?” Principal Tammy asked.

“I wasn’t terrorizing, I was just stating a general fact.” Sherry claimed, standing straight and tall as she stared right into Principal Tammy’s soul. 

“Well, Sherry, you see, you’ve been coming here an awful lot lately. And it’s a bit of a concern” Sherry raised a brow. “Well…we’ve noticed that your recent behavior has been…progressing and has been affecting the people around you.” Sherry nods, a blank expression on her usually annoyed face. “Your classmates have viewed you as…“ 

“…as?” 

“A disturbed shrew is the expression used most often.”

The corner of Sherry’s mouth turns up slightly. 

“That’s not a good thing.” Principal Tammy says.

“Could be.”

“They call you disturbed because of your past.”

Here we go again. Sherry thinks, rolling her eyes

“You can’t let people judge you based on your relatives. Especially your father.” 

Sherry’s eyes narrow at the word: “father” she’d rather have no father at all.

After that office situation, Sherry stepped into the boring, depressing school hallways. As she walked through the halls, the stares and whispers all appinted at her….of course. Sherry ignored all of them, rolling her eyes and pretending it doesn’t hurt her. “Pretend” she’s good at that.

finney blake x fem!oc

Moodboard

“Stay the fuck away from me”

-Finney Blake

“And you’re not as scary as you think you are, you know that right?”