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@valsgarden
valerie. 18+, women enjoyer, she/her, currently hyper fixating on scream vi
in order to follow/interact with this account, you may not fit basic dni criteria. if i find out that you do, you will immediately be blocked, no questions asked.
requests are currently open! there will be a lot of me just writing off the top of my dome though.
masterlist. frequently asked questions.
spoiler alert: ethan wasn’t at econ class.
no, around this time he was usually at your apartment (or the closest thing to it if you couldn’t wait any longer) being pushed down to his knees so he could bury his face in the place you needed him most.
he always looked so pathetic, desperately lapping up every last drop while rocking you back and forth on his tongue. his fingers squeezed tightly onto the meat of your thighs, so hard you’re sure there’d be marks in the morning.
ethan did everything you told him to – speed up, slow down, add a finger – whatever you wanted. he was pliant, easily molded with just a simple touch from you.
more so when your hands would drop down to pull and tug at his hair, pulling him closer to your cunt. as expected, ethan’d let out whines and moans, sending vibrations through your body. his begging and pleading was muffled, but neither of you could bring yourselves to care.
all he was worried about was making sure you feel good.
pick one pick one pick one
making ethan cum in his pants w/ light petting
blurb: “econ class” being code for having his head buried in reader’s thighs
or both? 🧎🏻‍♀️
and if i was to start writing for ethan landry…
head empty, no thoughts except ones about making out w/ tate langdon.
tate likes kissing. if there’s one thing that’s obvious, it’s that. he likes when either of you is pushed up against the wall or laid ontop of the other or - his favorite - when you’re straddling his lap.
he liked your lips on his, tasting of whatever flavored chapstick you kept on your nightstand, leaving him completely breathless against you. you ate every pant, every moan, and every whine that ever came out of his mouth.
don’t even get me started on the noises he’d make when you’d pull at his curls or bite down and tug at his bottom lip. tate would be like putty in your hands.
anyway i wanna watch him fall apart beneath me, thank you for coming to my ted talk