Scream 6 - Blog Posts

this was supposed to be just a doodle but here we are

(drawn over a screenshot from Scream VI)

(Original)

Ethan Landry x Bimbo Redaer

Notes: I've decided to jump on the Bimbo reader bandwagon. I don't write nsfw or anything specifically 18+, so I won't be writing about short skirts or anything that has to do with revealing clothes. I grew up with Disney bimbos so my perception of them is probably warped, but I find this ship pretty damn cute and interesting so I'm writing my own.

Good grass, you loved make up. Fixated on it. That included anything that had to do with the colour pink, and whatever society decided was a girly thing. In the eyes of society you were very stupid, and it was thanks to your pretty face that you weren't bullied for it. That's what your old high school friend told you anyways, the two of you were no longer friends for a reason.

The way you walked around in your platform heels, glossed lips, painted nails, and new clothes. All of which were similar, but different. Ethan couldn't get enough of you. Granted, when the two of you first met he figured you would never give him the time of day, but you asked him to help you with your studies. He would've done your homework for you, but if helping you meant spending time with you then he would help.

You were surprisingly kind, although a bit of an airhead. A busty airhead. You were kind to everyone, kind of causing Ethan to get jealous sometimes, but you only had eyes for him. He's the one who helped you understand what was going on in class, and he's the one that protected you from Ghostface. You were his Sweet Dumb Thing.

A lot of boys you liked had a habit of getting tired of you once they clued in on how naive and high maintenance you were, but not Ethan. That's why you loved him so much. You started rewarding him with kisses, he wouldn't rub them off his face. It was your way of showing affection.

You were at his room more often. So often that your teddies and heels could be spotted. Your friends pointed out that your shirt wasn't its usual shade of pink but one of blue. Ethan's blue. It was a Tuesday, so you decided to wear blue on Tuesday, which meant a trip to the mall. Ethan carried all the shopping.

You liked pretty things so it wasn't hard to distinguish what was yours and his, but you didn't bother moving anything.

You went on frequent shopping trips with Anika, who would get Mindy to carry her stuff. All it took was a simple kiss on the cheek and they both had the strength of a thousand Hercules'.

"Ethan? That generic nerd?!"

"He's my generic nerd!"

Not saying Ice Spice is a bimbo, but if I was one I would dress like her.