#i Like ethan a lot and i have vibed with it for a while but im rly feeling smth rn abt magnus

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Best Yet | Luke Hughes

summary: when luke gets the wrong idea of your friendship with ethan you can't help but let your feelings for luke slip.

request: yes/no

warnings: swearing, underage drinking.

word count: 2.53k

authors note: just like that we are back with the regular fics! this one has been staring at me from my inbox for a while now so it felt right to get it done. I know a lot of you guys wanted it to be done in one part but it didn't feel like the vibes meshed well so due to that keep your eyes peeled for part two soon!

part two

Being Luke’s best friend was the role you had your entire life.

Your moms went to college together so when they learnt they were pregnant at the same time it was of course a matter of destiny. When you were five you moved to Toronto and ended up having Luke a treehouse away from you. Quickly the two of you got known as each others other half as you were never seen too far away from Luke and he the same with you.

Life came at you both quickly as you ended up forever in Luke’s corner and his number one fan who was now watching him almost live out his dreams. Both Quinn and Jack had paved the way for him to become the third Hughes brother in the NHL and Luke wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass him by.

Draft day was finally upon you both and it was suffice to say that Luke was a nervous wreck. You had been in Toronto still after he moved to Michigan.

It was tough on you both having to watch him leave you “I can come visit?” Luke’s proposal was honestly there to make him feel better too as tears formed in his eyes “you better.” You nodded pulling him into a hug as tears streamed down your face. Ellen and your mom couldn’t help but feel bad about separating you two as it now meant you were no longer y/n and Luke who do everything together. You were now going to have to be y/n and Luke who only see each other twice a year “I’ll text you when I land.” Luke offered making you nod “no you better call me!” To the untrained eye they would think you two had never left each others sides. But you had, and the two months he spent in Michigan over the summer two years ago were total hell for the both of you.

Jack and Quinn couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of their younger brother “dude you’ll see her in December!” Plans had already been made for you to spend Christmas with the Hughes family but not even that felt like enough “now move over and let us hug her.” Jack nodded in agreement as he ruffled his hand through your hair making you groan.

But life had found itself getting in the way of your friendship when you were in Greece the same summer of the draft. Luke was crushed when he realised that you weren’t meant to be back until the week after the draft “Luke honey could you get the door please?” Ellen called out as she heard the knock. With the pandemic it meant the draft was happening from peoples homes “why should I have to?” Luke groaned getting up as he saw that Quinn and Jack were both closer to the door.

Yet when Ellen sent her son an unimpressed look Luke knew that he was best to go and see what was up “yes I’m coming!” Luke complained rolling his eyes until he froze upon opening the door.

There you were with a golden tan that he was certain you got whilst in Europe “surprise?” You smiled bringing your hands up as you shrugged “what are you doing here?” Luke asked as he rubbed his eyes trying to see if he was dreaming or not as he looked at you “you really thought I’d let you get drafted without me here?” You laughed as you shook your head.

What you two didn’t notice was that Jack and Quinn were watching “just hug her you idiot!” Jack groaned as he rolled his eyes waiting to see you hug his brother. Luke didn’t wait for another second as he pulled you into a hug where he continued kissing your head like if he didn’t you would disappear.

The point was that through everything, even the draft, you were there. Even when you were both applying to university you were together.

It was a warm morning when you and Luke hopped onto a FaceTime call “you got your college?” You asked tucking your hair behind your ears as you smiled looking at him. You were in one of his old sweaters as you bounced your legs waiting for him to answer “yep.” He nodded shutting his door as you two agreed to only tell each other about your university applications until you accepted one.

Your moms agreed that it might sway your decisions about where you were going to go if you each knew what the other was doing “promise you wont get sad if I’m not at your college?” You teased making him scoff “I made peace with you not coming to Michigan months ago.” Luke rolled his eyes as your face dropped.

When you didn’t respond it made him raise his eyebrows “you didn’t apply to Michigan did you?” He blinked as you nodded “Umich.” You really didn’t remember the last time that Luke cheered the way that he did hearing you say that “me too!” It was one of those moments that you two seriously wished you were together so you could celebrate this.

Everyone laughed upon hearing the news that you and Luke were finally going to be back together. You were happy to have him back in your life sure. It was great having him back to only being a couple of minutes away from you. But what you never could have taken into account was that you would develop feelings for him.

Sure everyone predicted that it would eventually happen. Even Jack and Quinn were smart enough to know that this was on the cards for you and their brother. But not even having it in big bright letters would have made you believe it. Lo and behold though you were in the midst of watching your love grow strained as Luke found himself trying to get with other girls.

Every party came with Luke flirting with a new girl as he fully lived out his time as a college boy. It was clear he never wanted to settle down. With each new girl who took his attention it only seemed to land up with you hurt. And to top it all off Luke couldn’t even bother to pick up on it “you deserve better peach.” Ethan sighed as he pushed off of the wall to see you quietly nursing a beer.

It made you stare at the ground as you shook your head “doesn’t matter when it’s not what I want.” You had turned down every guy who looked at you since April of your freshman year. You thought that if you showed Luke that you wanted him then maybe, just maybe he would want you too “maybe you’re looking in the wrong place.” Ethan shrugged wanting you to see that you were wanted by someone who was right in front of you.

But as Luke’s laughter echoed in your ears you couldn’t help but shake your head “this is stupid.” You chewed at the inside of your cheek “I’m gonna go.” Ethan watched as you went to leave “let’s to do something tomorrow.” His offer made a smile form of your face.

You nodded as he squeezed your shoulder “I’ll text you the details then.” Ethan announced as if he didn’t already have something planned for his time with you.

The boys were leaving for Tampa the next day so of course the moment the final skate ended Luke was back in your dorm as he sat on your bed helping you get ready for this date. All of the dresses in your closet weren’t worthy as Luke stayed stolen for way too long before muttering something along the lines of “it’s okay.” Before he would point out something he didn’t like about it “since when do you dislike my entire closet?” You scoffed as Luke bought you two of the dresses that he had turned down.

Luke felt bile rise into his throat as he shook his head remembering how the last two hugged your body in all of the right places. It looked a little too good on you for Luke to even consider letting you wear it. If it was up to Luke he would have burnt the red satin fabric so nothing could see you in it again “why do you even care about looking good for Ethan?” Last night when he got back to the house Luke was less than impressed to hear about how Ethan was taking his best friend out.

The one and only rule Luke made the team agree to was that you were meant to be off limits. It had always been the rule amongst his teammates as Luke knew what some guys were like and you deserved better than that “I want to look good for myself.” You corrected him as you had been raised on the idea that dressing up for yourself meant more than dressing up for a guy who didn’t want you.

You hated how quiet Luke was as he sat cross legged on your bed with your duck plushy on his lap. Quacky was something he won for you when you guys were seven at the town fair. Quinn joked that it was your guys’ first chance at being parents to your child. At the time it was something that you brushed off as the sheer thought of becoming a mom especially to Luke’s kids. It actually made you laugh when you looked back on it, going from thinking that the boy had cooties to now having your world revolve around him had you feeling sick.

As you stared at Quacky, Luke couldn’t help but let his mind come out in the form of word vomit “if I didn’t know any better I’d say you like Ethan.” Luke teased watching the color drain from your face. It was the way that the smug look sat perched proudly on his face yet in actuality he was so far away from the truth that you almost wanted to laugh “not him.” You shook your head raking your fingers through your hair.

That answer made Luke feel sick as he raised his eyebrows trying to mask his surprise “is it Luca?” It was clear that the Fantilli boy had always had a thing for you from the moment he met you. The way he left himself tongue tied after most attempts to talk to you had everyone laughing in amusement as they teased him, well everyone but you did and Luke thought he finally knew the reason behind it.

You couldn’t help but pinch the bridge of your nose “Rutger is a guy that could be your type too.” Luke thought aloud as he nodded to himself remembering the times you went for tall blonde guys “no god dammit!” You snapped finally hitting your palm flat against your table as you rolled your eyes. You had to chew at the inside of your cheek in an effort to stop the tears from rolling in.

Part of you refused to let Luke see you like that and the other part of you knew you wouldn’t have enough time to fix your makeup. Once you let your floodgates open you knew they weren’t going to shut.

An irritated laugh left your lips as Luke clearly scanned your face as he grew concerned by your outbreak "you're the one I like!" You blurted out for the first time in your life leaving Luke absolutely speechless. It was crazy how five words could do that to someone you have known your entire life, the one person who is meant to know you better than you know yourself is left with their lips sealed shut and their eyes wide. As if that wasn't meant to bring you comfort already you instead opted to dig the hole you were forming around yourself deeper "which I don't know why I am telling you because it's not like you have even noticed it as you've got your head shoved so far up these girls asses that I'm pretty sure you could see the light of day if you looked hard enough." The efforts you made to not cry were officially thrown out of the window as you raised the back of your hand to wipe your cheek.

Still Luke didn't know what to say, honestly a little surprised that you felt so strongly about the girls he saw "which kills me because you really are a great guy but you aren't letting anyone, even yourself see it anymore!" You were going through an emotional roller coaster similar to grief as you now found yourself getting angry "Ethan saw that I was upset at the party and he said we should go out." Your words finally made sense to him as Luke finally found comfort in the fact that you were going out with one of his best friends in just under thirty minutes.

Your fists clenched as the boy remained silent now staring at the floor as he processed your confession making the room feel heavy "would you just say something please?" You begged as you went to touch his shoulder but the boy was quicker as he pulled away "I-I-I need to think." Luke shook his head as he got up, his ears were ringing and his skull felt like it was closing in on his brain. He was waiting for you to say that this was some kind of sick prank, some kind of joke. Like the YouTube videos where someone jumps out of the bushes with a camera, they reveal that it was all just some big setup.

But as tears streamed down your face and your lip began to quiver Luke felt the pit form in his stomach as reality sunk in. You were in love with him "I'm sorry." Luke didn't know what he was meant to say as he pushed past you when he went for the door of your dorm. He didn't dare look back as he could feel the sound of your sobs attack his heartstrings. Through your blurred vision, you reached for your phone when you collapsed onto the floor needing to call someone, literally anyone to talk to you. But in that moment you knew there was only one person that you could have spoken to "Ethan?" It wasn't clear why you were so hurt by this. You had prepared yourself for rejection as you knew you weren't Luke's type.

Yet even as you had done that, it still wasn't enough. That day Luke hadn't rejected you, but he also didn't tell you he felt the same way. It left you feeling like you were in this awful state of limbo going back and forth between the two options. But not even four days on, Luke no longer needed to tell you how he felt.

The radio silence and the message that you had to get from one of his brothers sealed his feelings towards you practically on the dotted line.

quinny 🧸: what do you think about Luke going to Jersey?

#luke hughes imagines #nhl imagines #hockey imagines #oneshots #hockey imagine #imagines #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #umich fic #amber writes fics

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First Date Headcanons PT. 2 🎱 ❤️

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Request: "Can you do one with Leo Valdez?"

Content: First Date Headcanons

Warning: None

Pairing(s): Character x Gn!reader

Character(s): Annabeth, Leo, Luke, Ethan

Annabeth Chase

A movie while painting

I mentioned before that I don’t think Annabeth is the type of person to sit down and watch TV/movies

I stand by that 

That’s why I think the two of you would have a secondary activity while the movie plays

Like paint by numbers or some kind of shit

No sharing the painting, though

Because Annabeth likes to do her own thing and not share 

She will slightly judge you for whatever you make or how you do it 

But she doesn’t mean any harm and will not tell you

Doing a secondary activity also allows the two of you to talk 

Because I think the first date is an important time to learn about a person

Even if you are already friends 

Afterwards, she would keep whatever you make and keep it on her desk 

To be reminded of you

Leo Valdez 

A pool hall

I get the vibe that Leo would be really good at pool

Like he would make his own Cue because he loves the game and is really good at it

Obviously, he wouldn’t hustle you 

Because it’s a date 

But the next time you go together 

Be ready to lose some money 

But the first date is chill

Not a serious game being played 

Could drink at least three cups of pop 

Because he is nervous 

Would be cracking jokes left and right 

He wants to hear you laugh 

To see you smile 

If you are bad at pool or don’t even know how to play, he would get up behind you to show you 

Whispering in your ear

Trying to make you blush 

Luke Castellan

Strawberry picking

Not a lot of things to do around camp 

Unlike strawberry picking in the mortal world, the sun wouldn’t be beating down on you 

Luke would make sure that no one else is in the field as you two make your way down the rows of strawberries 

Would try and feed you a strawberry 

Saying that it will be the best thing you will ever taste 

He is a smooth talker alright 

Ethan Nakamura

Cards

Not uno or go fish 

But like gin rummy or war 

And even if you didn’t know the game 

He would take his time and explain it to you 

And if the two of you have a group of date with other people, then he would make the two of you team up against whoever you are playing with 

Would have music lightly playing in the background 

A playlist of his own music that he thinks you might like 

I see Ethan listening to a wide range of artist 

Like From Fleet Foxes to the Specials 

And I think he would be a big Amy Winehouse fan

He likes upbeat and happy music because that makes him happy

Would have a few snacks like chips on the side 

Big fan of salt and vinegar chips

#annabeth chase x reader #leo valdez x reader #luke castellan x reader #Ethan nakamura x reader #leo valdez x you #annabeth chase #luke castellan #ethan nakamura #pjo headcanon #pjo fandom #pjo series #pjo headcanons #first date #percy jackson headcanon #percy jackson x reader

[radiant-reid]

Ex-Boyfriend

request: Spence/Ethan/reader story where Spencer is still learning what he likes/doesn’t like/loves with reader, but has experience with Ethan in the past, so he takes an opportunity to explore with both of them. If it’s not too specific, could it focus on reader and spence. Kind of exhibitionist/voyeur vibes?

YES, YES, OMG, YES.

Summary: You meet Spencer’s ex-boyfriend and the three of you get together

Pairing: Ethan (?) x Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader (SMUT)

Content Warning: Oral sex (m receiving x m giving), voyeurism, exhibitionism, penetrative sex, male masturbation 

Word Count: 2.5k

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You knew entering a relationship with Spencer that he hadn’t had much experience with love or sex. It didn’t put you off at all. In fact, you were more than willing to teach him new things and perfect his natural talents just to your liking.

Regarding his past, you hadn’t inquired about who he’s been with, but it’s clear someone taught him to kiss because it’s the only time you’ve seen him acting smoothly.

Sooner than you expected, you get the answer. While you’re sitting on the jet to New Orleans, Spencer mentions someone he knew from Las Vegas who now lives where you’re headed. How he labels their relationship, slowly pausing before deciding on friends, alerts you that Spencer might have been romantically involved with Ethan. 

You don’t mention it during the case you’re working, not wanting him to feel judged or take his attention away from the job, but after it’s over, he insists you join him at the bar Ethan’s playing, and you agree. 

“So, Ethan’s kind of cute.” You mention casually, stirring your mojito while you listen to the piano notes. 

His head whips around to look at you, shocked by what you’ve just said. He looks nervous, too, worried about how you’ll react to finding that out about him. “Do you think that?” He asks, trying to sound casual, but his voice is a much higher pitch than usual. 

“Tall, dark, and handsome.” You answer. “Although he’s not my type, I can see why he might be yours...” You trail off, giving him time to respond, shut down the conversation if he’d like.

“How did you know?” He asks quietly, heat filling his cheeks. 

He’s clearly embarrassed, and you reach out to squeeze his hand. “Spencer, it doesn’t bother me.” You assure him. “Being here or you liking guys.” 

It surprised you, but whether he likes women exclusively, like you had assumed, or men and women like you’ve now figured out, it doesn’t matter.

“Are you sure it’s not weird?” He checks, still unwilling to look at Ethan. “We can go if you’re uncomfortable with me seeing him.” 

You quickly shake your head. “Spencer, it’s totally okay. Tell me about it...if you want.” 

“Ethan’s the, uh, the only other person I’ve been with.” He explains, still wearing a prominent blush as he tells the story. “What I said on the jet was true. We were friends at home, and then I saw him again at the Academy, and we just kind of...got together.”

“Sexually?” You prompt the part of the conversation you’ve been waiting to get to. He can explain the rest of it and the eventual breakup later. Right now, you want to hear all the dirty details.

He frowns, dragging his eyes away from Ethan to look at you. “What?” He squeaks out. “You want to hear about that?”

You nod, intrigued. “I do.” You unlace your fingers from his, sliding your hand onto his thigh. He tenses as your fingertips dance on his thigh. “Watch him, those pretty hands playing the piano, and tell me about it.” 

Ethan catches your eyes when he looks up and notices how you’re touching Spencer, and you boldly wink at him. He gets the message, smirking back at you. Just like that, a start of a plan forms with the attractive stranger your boyfriend used to date.

Spencer’s cock, stirring in his pants, assures you he’s not uncomfortable. “He taught me how to kiss, I guess.” Spencer starts. “And we used to do that a lot.”

You lean over to whisper in his ear so no one else can hear. “Did he fuck you too, baby?”

Spencer visibly gulps, his mouth drying up. “No. We just...st-stuck to performing oral sex acts on each other.” 

He says it so formally you can’t help but chuckle, your warm breath leaving goosebumps along his neck. “You mean you sucked his cock?” You correct with words much filthier than his own. He hums in agreement. “I bet you were so good for him. Did you let him cum down your throat?”

You’re driving him insane, making him impossibly hard in his pants, but he loves it. “Y-yeah. Yeah, I did.”

“Mm, you’re always such a good boy for me.” You praise, feeling him up with more pressure. His eyes are locked on Ethan, proving that he’s good. “And that mouth of yours is magic. I bet he enjoyed it.” He’s reduced to quiet whimpers. “Are you going to let him try again?”

His head quickly jolts, so he’s looking at you. “What?”

“Are you going to let Ethan enjoy your mouth again?” You repeat, glad to have rendered him dumb so efficiently. “Or... maybe you want us to do something dirtier with him.” You drag out each word for suspense. “Do you want him to watch us fucking?” You ask, surprise evident in your tone even though you know you’re right. 

Spencer mewls, voice high pitch. “Yeah, I want that.”

“He’ll know you’re all grown up then.” You assure him. “When I’m coming around your cock.”

“Please.” He moans quietly, hips thrusting up into your hand.

You take your hand away in an instant, patting his thigh. “It’s time then.” 

He had been so focused on not coming in his pants that he hadn’t noticed Ethan finishing and walking over. You get up, and Spencer sits there stunned for a moment. 

“I’m Y/n.” You introduce yourself confidently. 

“Ethan.” He replies, sticking his hand out to shake yours. His voice is lower, more accented than Spencer’s, and he’s even hotter up close. It’s a different type of handsome, more masculine, and less boyish. “It’s a pleasure.”

“It could be.” You cheekily suggest, raising your eyebrows. It seems crazy that you’re suggesting having sexual relations with someone you’ve just met, but Spencer trusts him, so you trust him.

Ethan looks at your stunned boyfriend, basically stuck in his chair. “Spencer?” 

“Yes. Yes, please.” He splutters quickly, looking up at both of you with his puppy dog eyes.

“Come on then.” You offer him out your hand.

He eagerly takes it, pulling himself up. Ethan’s slightly shorter than him but much more muscular. It makes you feel small standing with them, in the best way possible.

You walk ahead of them, sure that your little cocktail dress gives them a good view of your thighs. 

“So, a girlfriend?” Ethan whispers to Spencer as you leave the bar. He’s checking you out, and it’s possibly the only time Spencer will ever be okay with someone doing that.

He nods, wondering if Ethan knows he likes girls as well. “Yeah. Of just less than a year.” He smiles, thinking about your relationship. “We’re quite different.” That has been evident tonight.

Ethan pats him on the back. The shy 22-year-old is still in there, but Ethan can see he’s changed. “I’m happy for you, man.”

You get back to your hotel room, and luckily, the BAU aren’t back from their night out in New Orleans because it would be awkward to explain why the two of you are in the elevator with a handsome stranger if they caught you. 

You pounce on Spencer when you’re through the door, kissing him firmly and making the third voice in the room chuckle as he takes off his shoes. 

You pull away to look at Ethan. “You good to watch?” You offer, unsure of what his intended degree of participation would be.

He nods, strands of his dark hair falling in his face. “Wouldn’t mind a warm-up.” He says with that gravely toned voice getting you as hot as it gets your boyfriend.

“He is good with his mouth.” You agree, combing your hand through Spencer’s hair. “Come on, baby. You heard him.” 

As obedient as ever, he’s on his knees in a second, looking up at Ethan with his big brown eyes. You watch Spencer as he unbuttons and unzips Ethan’s pants, letting them pool at his feet. His soft fingertips trace along the outline of Ethan’s cock through his boxers, making it harder.

He’s so good, enthusiastically taking off Ethan’s boxer shorts and touching his cock. He doesn’t waste much time teasing, quickly taking Ethan’s cock down his throat. 

You love seeing him like this, so submissive and eager to please. It’s like he is with you, but you’re witnessing him doing something that you never thought you’d see him doing, and it’s definitely a turn-on.

Ethan’s fingers tangle in Spencer’s hair, tugging him closer and making him gag lightly. It doesn’t deter Spencer. In fact, like the overachiever he is, he pushes himself further, and he bobs his head down again to take more of Ethan’s cock down his throat. 

“Good boy.” Ethan praises him with a deep groan. “You’re doing so well.” You know Spencer thrives off praise from anyone but particularly from you. Or you thought it was just from you, but maybe it’s just praise sexually that gets him going.

It’s so hot to watch him that you feel your panties dampening. You take off your dress to get ready, winking at Ethan when you see his eyes roaming over your body. After another moment, Ethan pulls him off, close, thanks to a few tricks you inadvertently taught Spencer.

“Thank you,” Ethan says tenderly, cupping Spencer’s cheek once he has pulled off and is still kneeling. Then Ethan’s eyes drift up and lock onto yours. He can easily read the desire in your eyes. “Someone else needs your attention.” He reports to your boyfriend. His eyes follow Ethan’s, and his head turns to look at you.

You nod in agreement, sitting on the edge of the bed with one thigh crossed over the other. “I do.” Spencer gets up quickly, almost tripping over his feet as he walks to the bed. It’s adorable and endearing. You touch his hips, smiling up at him. “You liked sucking his cock, huh?” You ask sensually.

Spencer’s bright red, sneaking a glance at Ethan before nodding. “I did.” His ex-boyfriend is sitting on the armchair in the corner of the room, watching with his dark eyes as he touches himself. 

“I can tell.” You confirm, touching his hardened cock over his pants. “Get naked, baby.”

He follows your instructions like he followed Ethan’s, unbuttoning his shirt while you work on taking his pants off. Finally, when your boyfriend is naked, you spin him around so Ethan can see him fully.

“They call him pretty boy, you know?” You tell Ethan. 

Ethan smirks, admiring your blushing boyfriend. “I bet, and I bet they call you pretty girl.”

“You’d collect odds on that bet,” Spencer says, finding his voice and own little smirk.

“So, do I get the full show now?” Ethan asks, raising an eyebrow at you. He knew you would put on a good show when he first saw you touching Spencer and looking at him. “Going to show me how you please her, pretty boy?” 

“I am,” Spencer assures both of you. 

You grin, laying back against the bed and uncrossing your legs to give him full access. Spencer’s well practiced at this bit, tracing the flat of his thumb down your panties and feeling how wet you are. 

“So you liked that as much as I did?” Spencer asks cockily. He knows the answer, just like he does to almost everything, but you’re the only one who sees when him looking self-assured. 

You nod. “It was hot.” You admit. “Need you now.”

Your tone has him moving quickly. He slides your underwear down your thighs, dropping them on the floor with a mix of your clothes. He follows your request, standing between your thighs and pulling you closer to him. 

“Fuck me, Spence.” You instruct. Slowly, he pushes inside you with his concentration face on, eyebrows furrowed. Your mouth opens as you gasp out a moan when he bottoms out.

It feels dirty to have someone else seeing you like this, with Spencer inside deep inside you, but not altogether wrong. Ethan’s not shy about it, starting to pump his hand up and down over his cock, lubed from Spencer’s spit.

“Shit, you feel so good.” You praise Spencer, rocking your hips against his to get him deeper into you. 

He gets the message and starts to move inside you, swaying back gently before thrusting deep inside you again and making you moan out his name. Somehow, it feels like each time he fucks you, he gets even deeper inside you, and he’s always perfect with his pace, keeping it with mathematical precision. He’s the expert at knowing what you need, able to read and memorize you, and eager to please. 

Pleasure runs through you when your walls involuntarily flutter around him, and feel his cock stretching you out. The room is filled with lewd sounds, skin slapping and moans.

You sing his praises, arching your back off the bed as he thrusts in and out of you.

“So tight.” Spencer whimpers, leaning his head forward to catch your lips in a kiss. He’s screwing his eyes shut to avoid coming too soon. 

To make it more challenging, you roll your hips against him, grinding down onto him and pushing both of you closer to your highs.

“Watch him,” He whispers directions into your ear. He can tell you’re close. Determined to make you get there first, his index finger starts working your clit perfectly.

You do what he says, turning to look at Ethan while you moan out Spencer’s name as he fucks into you hard. Ethan’s hand glides over his cock faster, closer to his orgasm. It’s so hot to know he’s getting off watching Spencer rearrange your guts. Watching cum paint Ethan’s hand is enough to have you coming around Spencer, and like a chain reaction, he cums in you. You feel the pleasure all throughout your body, every nerve on edge as you reach your high. The boys are equally as blissed out, having thoroughly enjoyed it.

You’re breathless when Spencer pulls out of you, your chest heaving up and down. “Wow.” You say, breaking the silence as you lay there, watching Ethan and Spencer redress. 

Once Ethan’s pants are on, he pats Spencer on the back, looking between you and Spencer. “You know, you don’t see many girls making that face.” He tells Spencer, clearly referring to your orgasm expression. 

You laugh at Spencer’s blush, tapping his leg with your foot while sitting up. “I always make that face.” You assure Ethan.

Spencer nods, still trying to be modest. “She does.”

“I don’t doubt it,” Ethan says. “Thank you both for letting me be here.” He pats Spencer on the shoulder, then takes your hand and kisses the back of it. “Goodbye.”

You wave bye to him as he slips out the door, leaving you and your partially dressed boyfriend. 

Spencer’s looking at you curiously when the hotel room door shuts, trying to read your expression. “So?” 

“That was fun.” You agree, grinning at him and knowing he’s thinking the same thing. “Got any more exes?”

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[rinbowaman]

i love ur work too much i swear!! Could you do a text type thing where y/n responds to heethans text with “she’s busy bro”🙏🫶

awwww thank you!! that means the world to me! and ofc, i hope i succeeded. let me know how i did, i'm known to add some twists and flares to these things so i'm hoping i didn't disappoint. ;)

MDNI18+ bc of mentions of smut, smut related things, smut vibes, and smut talk.

Breaching the door to the classroom, Ethan started to reach for the knob, when suddenly H/N walks out, with her bag and books in hand. Heading to the bathroom to touch up her makeup before Jake picks her up, she intended to hang out for a bit and not bother going back inside since tonight, her and Jake were going to the movies. Gasping out of instant fear, she regains her breath after being stunned to see that Ethan was blocking her way with his staggering height.

"Oh! Ethan....you're here."

"Move the fuck outta the way."

"What the Hell? Can you for once not be a dick? What are you even doing here? I told you y/n was busy."

"........what?"

"Didn't you see the text i sent? you kept blowing up her phone while she was giving her presentation, which she barely aced but only because i silenced her phone after i texted you. Yeesh....you know you gotta let her be when she's in class, otherwise you're going to sabotage her grades."

".........what........text........?"

"The text i sent in response to all of yours! When i told you she' was busy. Come on bro."

Blinking his wide and sinister eyes, H/N tried to maintain a brave face yet failed to keep it steady as Ethan took a step closer while tilting his head, biting his lip down, puncturing flesh, all in his traditional manner to express his anger.

"Aaaaaaaah........gooooooooot it..........okay.......goood.......to.........go." Ethan merely responded while slurping up the slight bit of blood that dripped from his lip.

........................

You kept peeking towards the back of the classroom, surprised to not find Ethan standing there with that eerie gaze he always propelled your way. Yet every five minutes, up until class was up, you peered a look behind and found jus the empty seats, the blank walls, and the door shut.

"Strange....he seemed really angry earlier......did he change his mind?...."

Once the teacher had dismissed the class, you collected your books and bag, noting that H/N never returned from the bathroom, you recalled her mentioning that her and Jake were having a small date. Figuring that she had already been picked up, you left the class on your own. Opening the door, your eyes widened at seeing Heeseung standing across the hall, waiting for you with a soft smile.

"He went back to Heeseung?.....Wonder why......."

"He....Heeseung?"

"Hey pretty baby, all finished?"

"Yeah....um.....are you okay? pleasantly surprised to see Heeseung....and his Ethan side to be seemingly calm, you took his hand in yours and returned the smile back.

"Yeah I'm fine baby. I"m sorry about earlier, turns out to be a misunderstanding. Lets go get you some of those tarts you like from your favorite bakery and watch Netflix, hm?" Raising your hand to his face, he places a soft and tender kiss on the back of your palm. Pulling you in, he starts the evening with a delicate and soft peck to your lips, all the while rubbing the tip of his nose against yours. "I love you. I wasn't too harsh earlier, was i?" he softly expresses with his lips brushing against yours.

"No.....you're fine....you both are." you teased out as he places one kiss after another all over your face, entirely happy every time you initiated a flirting session, causing the butterflies to flicker in his gut and force the blood to rush through his limbs.

"My girl......"

Taking your books and bag, he holds your hand and walks you out of the building, across the lot, and into his car, like he always did. Tucking you into the seat, he walks over to the drivers side and sits himself down before starting the car.

"So........what happened earlier? The misunderstanding i mean." you asked softly, looking at him with an innocent sense of curiosity.

"Oh nothing....i took care of it." petting the back of your head, he leans in over the center console and kisses you. You knew Heeseung enough to know better than to pressure for answers if he didn't already give it. So you decided to look into the matter no further...yet you still wondered......

"............took care of what exactly?......"

.................................

Walking into the room, rather angry, H/N drops her bag and prepares to wait for Jake to return. He was supposed to pick her up yet, without so much as a phone call or text, he never showed. Fortunately one of the girls ran into her. After explaining that she had been waiting for over twenty minutes, her friend offered her a ride.

Now she just has to wait for Jake to come back and give her an explanation.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, she crosses her arms and huffs out an irritated expression. When suddenly the door creaked open.

"There you are! Where the Hell were you? Did you forget? Why didn't you return any of my calls or text? That was so rude! I was stuck there!" going on autopilot, she lets loose the bursts of anger and annoyance in her tone as she stood up, and walked squared up to Jake. She paid no mind at the fact he was much taller than her, she was livid.

"Say something! Give me an explanation or an apology or something! Why would you do that? I-"

Hissing, Jake cuts her tone off by placing his index finger on her lips.

"Hmmmmmm..........stardust........you have something to tell me?"

Confused, h/n shakes her head as she furrows her brows. "What are you talking about?"

"Were you a baaaaaaaad girl today?"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"You know........"

Leaning down, setting aside some of her hair and tucking it behind her ear, he whispers....

"Have you been playing on other people's phones?"

Blinking with wide eyes, a small gasp escapes through slightly parted lips as she stares into his eyes. Standing back straight up, his arms remained crossed, Jake scoffs. "Huh........looks like you have......bad girl."

".....are you talking about....with Ethan? I only texted him becaus-"

"Hhhhhhhhhh/nnnnnnnn........."

"..........w....what?"

Reaching behind to his back pocket, he removes something that remained out of her sight....until he dangles it in front of her face.

A leash, with a collar gripped in his other hand, he hangs the leathered piece in front, swaying it left to right as it dangles in a lengthy form, nearly reaching the floor. Gasping, she stutters out ".....wh....what.....what is that...?"

Laughing with a taunting smile, a gaze that gears towards the border of criminal love, he deeply responds....

"Time to play."

Wide eyed and feeling fearful for what was about to come.....h/n watches as Jake took his steps closer......and closer.......

*bzzzzzzz*

Glancing over to the side as her back reaches the wall, slowly succumbing to the trap as Jake breaches nearer, H/n looked down to the nightstand next to her and saw Jake's phone displaying the last text message traffic.

Skimming through the text boxes, H/N views the message that just came in.......causing her to shutter.

Projecting her sight back to Jake, she shook her head as she watched his deviant smile grow wider. Delicately gripping the item with his two fingers, he dangles another toy....one that was not present just moments ago. Though now, seeing it with the leash and collar, she realized just what Jake had in stored for her.

"What's wrong baby? Its in your favorite color. Lets get you ready for our nice little walk...."

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[bisexual-horror-fan]

"No Looking, No Touching, No Nothing." Ethan Landry X AFAB! Reader.

Well finally, here we are, the first smut for the new boy! I know, two fics of him in a row but hey, this is what love is! I adore this guy, expect me to revisit him many times! Now this is an idea that hit me hard and I couldn’t let it go, so, let's not waste time and get into this! 

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 3.7K. Ethan Landry X AFAB! Reader. No Pronouns Specified. Warnings: Established Relationship. Rope Play. Restrained Ethan. Masturbation. Toy Use. Some Praise. Taunting. Teasing. Dirty Talk. Gagging. Cum Eating. Denial. Ruined Orgasm. Dom Reader. Mean Reader. Punishment. Crying. Begging. 

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Ethan was a good guy, a great boyfriend, really, but sometimes, just like any person, he could annoy you or do something to hurt you and the pair of you could clash. The issue was minor in the grand scheme but when it came down to it at times emotions and tempers flared and made even small issues get blown out of proportion. You stayed upset longer than he did, and he folded sooner than you did. 

You expected it. 

He was a needy guy, not being around you for even a few days while you had this spat was unbearable for him, and so he conceded. He pleaded to meet up, you allowed it and when your hands were in his, he asked, “What can I do to make it up to you?”

It should have taken you longer than this to come to this idea but you had thought about, (masturbated to), this very idea a lot and thus here we are.

Ethan, wearing nothing but the ropes tied around his wrists and ankles and anchored to the posts in each corner of your bed. You were still mostly dressed, and had taken your time tying him up. He was watching your every move with great interest, you were securing his right wrist last, leaning over him, chest very close to his face and you could tell he was fighting the urge to press his face, feel you against his cheek, smell you, him trying so hard to be good was cute. You slipped a finger into the ropes hugging his wrist and tugged, “Too tight?”

A shake of his head as he responded quickly, “No, no it’s okay.” 

“Good.” You withdraw your fingers and then lean away from him, in favour of leaning over to your nightstand, you open the drawer and start rummaging through, you find the first item in no time. 

You pull it out and move it to your other hand, the first one still rooting around for what you wanted next. Ethan’s gaze was fixed on that first item in your grip, he recognized it of course, your favourite vibrator and he couldn’t help but wonder what you were planning on doing with it. You glance at him, a simple move of your eyes and a small smile plays on your lips, “Curious?” 

“Very.” He admits, he was already hard at the mere suggestion of you dragging him back to your place and tying him down to show how serious he was about earning your forgiveness.

Painfully so when you’d stripped him down without so much as a kiss, again with a taunt that he could get that when you’d forgiven him. Now with your clothes partly gone, him trussed up and held down, and you, gripping that toy that you’d cum against countless times, was dying for any kind of touch. You hadn’t even really laid a hand on him, it was all mere suggestion, teases, and here he was leaking pre-cum against his stomach, desperate for real contact. He always had an active imagination and during times like this he seriously felt it wasn’t always a good thing. 

Your fingers catch on the next item you were after, “Too bad. You’re gonna have to wait.” 

The object was fished out and you held up and that made him snap out of his mental train of thought while watching you, gaze tears away from the vibe and up to the new thing you were holding and his eyes got wider. Explaining it was unnecessary, he recognized it was a blindfold. He wanted to protest but would never dream of it and still, not like he could stop you either way. You moved closer, you slipped the blindfold over his eyes, secured it behind his head before you left him entirely. He felt you get off the bed, you left him alone on the mattress and next he heard the scrape of the legs of the chair you kept at your desk along the floor. 

You stop then. One hand on the back of the chair, the other still holding onto your vibe, looking over the criminally hot view of him tied to your bed. 

His voice cuts through, asking, unsure, neediness already colouring his tone, “Are you still here?”

A laugh breaks out before you then tell him, “Yes, I’m still here. I'd never abandon you.” 

"Good." He responds, clearly soothed by your admission.

You drop your panties and take your seat then. Settling back, legs spread, you reach down and begin to touch, slow, and soft, wetness already flowing. The pleasure starts low and easy and you begin to lean into it, an adjustment, shifting your hips, leaning in closer to your own touch and letting a small sound slip out. You weren’t sure he heard it at first until your gaze flicked to him, seeing his body react, a sharp inhale, a tug so minute on the restraints you almost missed it. 

God, he was really going to have a rough time with this. 

Soon fingers and quiet sighs weren’t enough and real flesh gave way to well placed silicone, one press of a button and it springs to life, the humming of the constant vibration filling the bedroom. You don’t waste more time, all warmed up, hands come down, the tip of the toy touches your clit and your legs jerk from the sudden and extreme jump in sensation and you let out a gasp. 

He was trying to picture how you looked at this moment. How would you be positioned in the chair, did you get totally naked? Were you squirming? Browns pulled together, bottom lip tugged by your teeth, back arching-Fuck. 

He wanted to see you. He listened hard, trying to commit every sound to memory, using each part as a clue to parse what you are doing to yourself that he wasn’t allowed to be privy to. He can almost see which is the most maddening thing, can kind of see but not really through the bottom of the blindfold. He shifted on the bed as your moans kicked up, it did feel good, but of course you had to play it up just a bit to really make it really hurt. Speaking of hurt he was beginning to ache, a dull but steadily increasing throbbing, a hard tug that made him want to wince. His cock was bobbing the same way his Adam's apple does when he takes a harsh swallow, sticky strands connecting inflamed red tip to pale taut stomach snap from the involuntary movement. 

Your hips move, pressing yourself closer to feel the vibration stronger, holding the toy more snugly and you moan, loud, his name and that makes him want to beg. Instead he allows himself to curse and that makes you smile, a truly indulgent smile, a deep breath before you ask, voice clearly laced with pleasure, “How you doing over there?”

Horribly, terribly, in pain, wanting to touch you, taste you, but most of all he was feeling very, very fucking sorry. 

He sugar coats it, still doing his best to earn his way back into your good graces, underselling how rough he was doing with a half shrug, “Not great.” 

“Awe, no?” You played dumb, asking him in a tone that was sickeningly sweet and bordering on condescension. The end of your taunting question was punctuated with another moan, your head tipping back as you ground yourself harder. Next you said, as if you couldn’t help it, more hushed and on an exhale, “God, that feels good.” 

Unfair, it’s all so unfair, he should be the one making you feel like that. His next response came out shakier than he intended it to, confirming what you said, “No.” 

A coo of mock sympathy pours out of you, “Poor baby.” 

He wants to whine but any sound he makes takes away from yours, he is still lost in his own head fantasising about what you are doing to yourself. He wondered if that sound, the one that sounded just a tad tortured, meant you were rolling a pert nipple between your fingers as you swirl your hips just so which then led to that sweet sounding moan leaving you? That slick patch on his stomach was growing steadily larger as he continued to ache for you, he was struggling to remember the last time he was this hard. 

If you had realised previously what great masturbation fuel Ethan tied up and helpless on your bed was in real life as opposed to just your mind, you are pretty sure you would have tried it out ages ago. No point in lingering on that now when you can make up for lost time. The pleasure was building, you were moaning more, and his resolve was breaking under him, being crushed under the weight of his own desire. He tugs on the ropes restraining him and he can’t help it when he says the weak, “Please?”

The grin almost splits your face in half as you ease up, lifting the toy just a hair off your clit as you ask, “What was that Ethan?”

He doesn’t respond right away, clearly not having meant to say it in the first place, and you sing song his name out, “Ethannnn-”

A huff and he asks louder, “Please?”

Delicious, his tone was positively edible, “Please what? You have to be clear.”

Another tug on his ropes and he admits, “You’re too far away.” 

You laughed, then you touched the vibe to your clit for a moment, the jolt of pleasure up your spine making another moan tear out before you ask, “I’m too far away?” 

“Yesss-” He practically whined, “Please? Wanna feel you.”

“Awe, lovely, lonely, Ethan.” You hum in consideration before you pull the toy away again and start to get up, “I suppose I can be a little nicer.” 

You push the chair aside and start to get on the bed, he feels the mattress shift and licks his lips in anticipation, waiting with an almost un-Godly amount of anticipation. He wonders where you will touch, what you will do and then, he feels it. Your legs brushing over his as you are getting comfortable on the bed and then nothing. He wonders for a second till it becomes clear, you chose to sit yourself at the end of the bed, between his spread legs. He could feel the barest hint of you on his calves so you were still technically touching him but it was yet again, another tease.

You are back to touching yourself in short order, vibrating silicone pressed back in place with another moan and a shudder he can feel now with you on the same surface as him and you are going to kill him. 

His head tips back, chocolate curls splay across your pillow and he groans, this was too much fun. You tsk, “Now, now, no complaining, or you won’t get anything.”

Easier said than done of course. He bites his tongue as another melodic little moan pours out from your mouth and into his ears, syrupy and maddening, akin to honey. He is sweating far too much, his fists are clenching as you are working yourself over, a stuttering exhale as you curse makes him pulse again, him still leaking all the while. 

As you look him over in his current predicament it makes the pleasure spike and more heat race through you. He was trying his best for you, neck and chest flush, dick so stiff it looks agonising for your boyfriend as he keeps attempting to tug on the ropes, as if they would magically give way any second and allow him to touch you or himself. The restraints easing to allow him escape was something you both know was an impossibility from how well you tied him, your knot practice had developed too far for something like that to happen. He was so sweet, so endearing, you soften slightly and place blame on how much pleasure is running through you for even considering it.

An idea strikes, leaning over, he feels your chest brush over his skin and his leg twitches under you as he feels hard nipples graze over him as you reach down over the edge of the bed to the floor, “I have a proposal.”

He hums in question and you continue, “I’d hate for you to ruin any chance you have of getting off so how about I make it so you can’t complain at all?”

Agreement comes lightening fast, a nod as those two words fills the space between you as he begs, “Yes, please, please, please-”

Your fingers snag what you wanted and you sit back up right, adjusting onto your knees you lean forward and ask, “Ready?”

A second and more confident nod and when he opens his mouth to respond you take that as your in and shove the damp lace between his lips, making sure the soaked gusset is pressed down to his tongue, effectively gagging him on your own arousal. You pull your fingers out and you sit back between his legs, hands totally off him and it took him no time to know just what you’d done. He moans into the wet and soft fabric, his eyes roll back behind the blindfold, another heavy bob of his shaft, slapping against his stomach. 

His hips squirm, thrusting up uselessly into the empty air and you enjoy the sights of him so much it pushes you further, you turn the toy up higher, your moans get louder in pitch and deeper in passion. 

The sounds of you were killing him, the wet slip of you moving it around on yourself, circling your clit probably, the creaking of the bed, the constant humming and the smell, Christ you were so close and so messy he could smell you.

He wanted you to climb aboard, bury your fingers in his curls and ride his face for all he was worth, he wanted you to take it, his tongue giving you what you needed instead of that vibration and having his nose buried so deep he would smell you hours after you parted. Another groan into the makeshift gag against his tongue, the taste of you is invading his senses, he wants it from the source, this wasn’t satiating his hunger at all, it was making it worsen, wrapping around his belly and tugging, causing another futile rock of his hips. 

You were getting close, he could tell from the frequency of your moans, the panting of your breathes, the inability to stay still, you sounded fucking perfect and he craves and hurts in desperation. 

“Oh fuck, Eth-Ethannn, M’ almost there.” You cried to him.

He knows, he knows, dear fucking God does he know. 

There is not a thing he can do about it, he can only listen and continue to throb as you keep repeating his name, a chant, a hymn, a prayer interspersed through gasps and moans and then that hitch, that damn hitch in your breath. It tells him everything, you are on the razors edge and you suck in that last breath before ecstasy takes hold and he is forced to listen to the worst torture of the day thus far when he cannot do a single thing about it, he has to listen to you cum all while whimpering his name and about how fucking good it feels. 

It feels incredible, electric and revitalizing, it spreads through you, washing over you beautifully, totally in sync with yourself and lost to the feeling of the moment. Perfection.

By the time you have rode out your bliss, his nails were hurting his palms from how hard they bit into them, the sheets below him felt damp from how much he had been sweating, his limbs a touch sore from how much he’d been yanking on the ropes attempting to do something, anything. In short, he was a wreck, the way he was breathing was as if he was post orgasm along with you but now, he was still thoroughly unsatisfied. 

Your voice cuts through his deliciously horny haze, a pleasant sigh as the humming stops, the toy turned off, “Mmm, that felt soooo good.” 

He is so sure. You were being mean, very mean and he wanted to tell you as such but with your balled up underwear still in his mouth he could not. 

You take him in again, the sight of him, the utter mess that was your boyfriend, his chin was wet, he’d been drooling. You know he is obsessed with the taste of you and the idea of him unable to help himself from licking and sucking the very essence of you from the material normally pressed to your most intimate places makes you want to go for another round already. 

You think that he has almost suffered enough, there was one last thing to do, to really drive home the point and make sure he doesn’t pull that shit again, that he is truly sorry and contrite. Another adjustment, you reach out, tug the panties from his mouth, they are drenched between you before and his spit, you toss them aside as he works his jaw out and you ask, “You sorry?” 

“So, so sorry.” He nearly hiccups and you hum, “You really are?”

He pleads, you are sure if you could see his eyes they would be positively beseeching, “I am! I really am! I’m sorry, please, please believe me.” 

“Okay, okay I believe you. So…Do you want to cum?” 

The answer was obvious, his excitement was immediate, “Yes! So bad, need it, need to cum, need you, please-”

You giggle at his frustrated urgency and say, “Alright, I’ll help you out, I’m gonna stroke you till you cum and won’t stop till you're done.” 

The words you picked were purposeful, carefully crafted to put him at ease. A false sense of security because you however had other plans. He’d take whatever you had to offer, and this was more than generous to him all things considered, “Thank you, fuck, thank you, thank you.”

“Of course, anything for you.” Hands start low. You are sitting on your knees between his ankles and your hands start there, begin to slide up, teasing touches of your fingertips and passes of your palms and he squirms. Short and soft pleas of, "Baby please, M' dying-" Go unheard as do soft calls of you name.

Your hands continue your ascent, up and up until your fingers pass over his inner thighs, intricate patterns drawn, so close but so far from where he truly wants them, he tries to remain patient, to wait but you make it a difficult task. Your hands don’t stop moving, gentle strokes and then two fingers, one on either side slide up, missing the base of his shaft but impossibly close to it before tracing along his hip bones. He groans in disappointment and you bite back your grin. You don’t relent, you watch it all happen, as you continue to tease, touching him, legs, arms, chest, stomach, hips, everywhere but where he wants it most, it all mounts.

He was already very worked up from your little show and so it didn’t take much until you knew it was inevitable and you timed it just right. 

One finger is all it took. One long, languid stroke of your finger, starting right at the base of the underside of his shaft, dragging up and over veins and the blushed and hot velvet of his skin, your nail catches on his frenulum before your fingertip circles the tip once, twice, three times before your hand pulls away all together.

His reaction was nothing short of gorgeous, back trying to arch, a gasp, his breath stutters before he bites his bottom lip in response to your first touch of the afternoon on him in any real way that matters.

Your hands are back on his hips, keeping your promise, your hands don’t stop stroking, just not where he wants it and you get your reward, you watch. 

Eyes don’t leave as it happens, his dick is straining, his chest rising and falling with quick and shallow breaths and he whines, begging anew, “No, no, please, no, kee-keep touching me, please! Shi-shit, shit, shit, I cah-can’t stop it, fuck!” 

And as if on cue, poor, desperate Ethan cums without a single thing touching his dick, your hands still on his hips, nails scratching lightly at the end of each indulgent stroke of your fingers. His dick is twitching jerkily against his stomach, cum not even shooting out, more dribbling, an agonising ooze coating his happy trail and leaking down his sides in short order as he struggles in his bonds, his head pressed to the pillow under it, heels digging into the mattress below. He whimpers out your name as the lack of sensation sinks into his bones, the heavy weight of the lack of pleasure as he leaks his cum out, the physical response of his orgasm happening, cock pulsing, sac pulled taut to his body but none of the actual amazing sensations to accompany it. 

You technically didn't lie. Your hands continued stroking him throughout his orgasm, even if it was a ruined one.

It takes a while for him to settle down. For his body to go slack and his dick to stop spilling white all over himself, and you feel accomplished, truly proud and also very hot and bothered over the fact that you did this to him, no one and nothing else. Just you. 

You reach out, your finger runs through the puddle of cum, dipping briefly into his belly button before going lower and lower and then running over his spent and slowly softening shaft, it makes him suck on his teeth, a sharp inhale that makes his body go taut again from overstimulation. Your hand lifts and when it does he relaxes slowly again, you suck on your finger, tasting him before you go in for more, he begs you to stop, tells you it hurts, you pay him, and his pretty promises no heed and press on.

You continue your pattern until you hear it. 

A sob.

Heart wrenching, show stoppingly stunning, you glance up, finger pausing on his body, and you see his cheeks are wet underneath the blindfold, you made him cry. 

You halt, he feels you get up, you come forward and sit up near his head, you reach down and tug his blindfold up, sad brown eyes are looking up at you, a pout on his wet face and you lean down. You kiss him and he leans up into it, impossibly needy, you smile into the kiss, nip at his bottom lip before pulling back and saying, a hand stroking down his face you tell him, “Now I forgive you.” 

#WOOO #THE BOY #Scream 6 x reader #Ethan Landry X reader #BHF writing #ENJOY THIS #slasher x reader #I fucking loooove him AH

[gamerbearmira]

More resident evil 8 Au! I don't think I will ever run out of things to talk about for this AU!

First I'm glad you like my idea for julieta's mutation and I 100% agree that Miranda was trying to get rid of Alma's voice but she didn't directly go for her voice box she was just kind of hoping that it would be a side effect of the experiment so it didn't happen.

The Dimitrescu family does need to chill. They try their best but given their mutation and what I feel like is an ingrained primal/animalistic instincts they have a very hard time reeling in their emotions and with self-control in general. They've gotten a lot better over the years but it is something they still struggle with.

I just realized that we haven't got the families opinion on the other Lords or their first interaction with them besides the Dimitrescu family. As you know with Alcina and her family things were very tense and it took them a little while to be able to get along with each other but they managed The family doesn't have very high opinion of them because of their diet and their overall attitude but they are grateful for the fact that they took Mirabel in and took care of her when she was young. None of them like Monroe mostly because of the smell and the disgust that they feel being near him but also because of the fact that he is constantly trying to trick them into doing things to help him look better in the eyes of Miranda. All of them were creeped out by Donna at first, most of them still are, but Donna and Isabela built an odd little friendship over their special interest in gardening/plants. None of them like karl because of his abrasiveness and the attitude that he takes with Mirabel Plus the fact that his solution to the Miranda problem is to experiment on people and create these horrible monsters although camilo does like/appreciates the chaos that karl brings to certain things.

I feel like when Ethan is in Mirabel's creepy Casita he could go to different sections of the house and find different things. Like when his in the kitchen which is Julieta's area he could find healing items that would randomly regenerate more and could probably buy cheaper food items from Julieta, for weapons and ammo I'm torn about who he could get that from I feel like Luisa would be a good person to get that from because of how much she wants to protect her family. But I also feel like Pepa and Felix would be a better choice because in this Au they go crazy protective over the family plus I just get that type of vibe from them better than I do Luisa because at the end of the day Luisa is a cinnamon-roll sweetheart and I can't really imagine her hurting anyone or dealing with weapons.

Yes Ethan lives! I don't trust the B.S.A.A especially after seeing how they treat Rose. She literally didn't have a childhood in their care, and they were going to shoot her because she had a very reasonable reaction to what that one guard dude said, plus the fact the guy even felt comfortable to say something like that to her when she's visiting her father's grave is just gross. In my version The Madrigal family goes back to their encanto with Ethan and Rose, it's the place they all love and they all miss it very much, There are a couple villagers that are still alive and remember the family but not that many. Casita is still standing. Nobody lives inside because Casita refuses to allow anybody to live in her pushing away anyone who tries to get inside. When they get to Casita they were all basically pushed inside Casita was so happy to see them again! Casita had added a room for Mirabel while they were gone, the family doesn't know why or when. They make Ethan a house near Casita so he can have his own privacy and raise Rose the way he wants to. They of course help him whenever he needs it and spend a lot of time with him and Rose!

But I've been thinking. By the time Ethan happens Mirabel would be fully grown and would have been fully grown for a while before Ethan/Rose happens (all the Lords/experiments seem to stop aging after they reach adulthood) and with how much Miranda likes to experiment do you think it's possible that in between that time Miranda would try and experiment on Mirabel to create a vessel for Eva? In this Au Mirabel is considered the favorite and Miranda does have an unhealthy obsession with her so I wouldn't put it past her to try it but I don't know I would really like your opinion on that.

Any art you would like to make is always appreciated!

PLEASE DON'T STOP TALKING ABOUT IT BECAUSE I LOVE IT❗❗ Honestly, Resident Evil by far like my favorite Video Game Media, and in the top five of my favorite media of all time 😭😭 like if you want my attention just mention resident evil

ANYWAYYYYY yeah, I think it's cool for Julieta <333 makes me also think that since her hands leak mold and infect the food, if someone did eat it to heal, it would more effectively heal people who had some form of black mold or any mutation like that; an idea, maybe Ethan, if he goes to her kitchen for healing items, he can take food (if she offers it to him), and he can use it to help regenerate or repair stuff; it can’t regenerate whole limbs though, not unless he has them, hence why Ethan is still missing fingers <\3333 And anyone without mold or mutations have to eat more in order to heal properly. Or maybe ut doesn't heal at all. Idk 🌚

The opinions are so real 😭😭 like I can see why they don’t like Karl (and even Camilo probably only barely tolerates him), and Moreau, for obvious reasons is disliked. Like I know bro is a victim, all of them are, but he SO manipulative it’s not even funny, and he’s just trying to make himself look better in the end. Alcina and the daughters…yeah. By far, if they had to choose one for Mirabel to be around, they prefer Donna, like yeah, she’s creepy, and yeah her weird dolls are creepy, but she’s otherwise pretty chill, and Angie is really just a vessel for her to speak through. I like how Donna and Isa bond over gardening, that’s cool <333

ALSO ETHAN IN CASITA 💪💪💪 he finds the house and family creepy at first, but honestly, with how much he’s been through, he gets over it when he realizes that they only want to help him. Him raiding Julieta's kitchen is so funny, and like she doesn’t care 💀 also I think Pepa and Félix fit for weapons; maybe Luisa can still have a role, since she’s still strong, she can and will defend herself, especially against Lycans. If she’s not at Casita, she will roam the villages and knows her way around, so maybe Ethan can go to Luisa when he needs to know where to go next or where to find certain items (not the flasks though)??

AND THE B.S.A.A…I haven’t watched gameplay of the Rose DLC yet (I need to lmao), so I was going off the B.S.A.A in previous games like 3/5/6. I’m glad they went back to the encanto, and I’m glad Casita is still standing and was so excited that the family came back 🦈🦈 The Madriagls pretty regularly check on the Winters. No Mia. We don’t talk about Mia 👹👹

As for Miranda trying that, yeah, I think so too. Even with her, and the family getting older, Miranda still treats her like a child, like her child. Arguably, her obsession gets worse, and it affects her both Mirabel and even her family to some extent. Mirabel wants to be herself and live as herself, but Miranda essentially ends up viewing her as nothing but a vessel for her daughter, and treats her as such. She either treats her as she would Eva, or she would treat her like the experiment Miranda will ultimately try and turn her into. Mirabel fully believes she won’t fail this time. She refuses to listen to Mirabel, much less her family.

Mirabel might even be a little happy Miranda doesn't really like her family, becayse at least that way, her family is safe from Miranda's obsession with getting her daughter back. Miranda tolerates them but you know. She's not above brutality and LITERAL ASSAULT AND MURDER 🌚)

ALSO ART❗❗ so fun to draw. Honestly, I'll draw a lot for this au 🤭🤭 LIKE...its insane. I had this idea, but it doesn't work with the timeline of RE8 and Encanto 😭 Anyway, I want to do a snippet, so if you have any ideas or more lore 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️

#my asks #my asks are open #encanto au #encanto #au #encanto mirabel #encanto julieta #encanto luisa #encanto pepa #encanto Felix #resident evil 8 #resident evil village #resident evil #resident evil au #resident evil ethan winters #resident evil rose winters

[justtoomuch]

Do you have any headcannons or just general vibes you wanna share about the "Leon rescues Ethan in Louisiana" Au? I gotta admit, it's seems like a really fun idea and I'd love to know more about it

Sure! Leon was actually sent to the Baker Estate to rescue a highly esteemed journalist but when he got there he was forced to shoot that person who has become infected. He's now devastated because that was kind of his only job, but he finds Ethan and changes his objective because he just wants to save a single person and if there happen to another civilian around then that's who he's saving. They form a sort of Leon-Ashley situation through the Baker Estate except Ethan doesn't want to just sit back and be a victim so he tries to fight as well but Leon won't let him.

They argue a lot, with Leon trying to keep Ethan on a short leash for his protection and Ethan rebelling against that. Then they have a major fight where Ethan points out that Leon wasn't even initially there to save him, and proclaims that no one is willing to help him save Mia. He eventually chooses to separate from Leon (against Leon's will) to go find her, but he fails to save her and has to kill her.

Leon eventually finds him and comforts him in the best way he can (he's not very good at it but it comes from the heart, he knows what it's like to lose people, and especially to be the person who had to pull the trigger.) He convinces Ethan that the best thing to do is to get up and save himself because that's what Mia would have wanted for him.

Ethan agrees and they reunite. Leon tries to raise Ethan's spirits by giving him more agency and letting him defend himself, despite his own fears of failing Ethan.

They are both captured by Lucas who prompts Leon to either sacrifice himself or watch Ethan die. (Wow thematic stuff! Leon has to evaluate whether his desire to save people has to do with wanting to make the world a better place, or is just a result of his pride.) He doesn't have to make the decision because while Lucas is talking to Leon, Ethan breaks free and impales Lucas through the chest with a metal pipe. (Now that's metal af.) They both make a run for it.

Leon is impressed by Ethan's resourcefulness and they escape the house on a boat, eventually getting airlifted by a BSAA helicopter. Ethan is taken into BSAA custody and Leon argues with Chris about that. Chris says that there's a low chance Ethan will be integrated back into civilian life as he has too much information. This reminds Leon of how he had been forced into being an agent after Raccoon City. He asks Chris for the BSAA to retrieve Mia's body for a proper burial.

Leon attends the funeral and stands across from Ethan, watching him and his family mourn. He decides there that he's not going to give up on Ethan and calls Chris, asking him to be a part of Ethan's transition into whatever his life is going to be with the BSAA. Chris agrees.

#lethan #leon x ethan #re7 #resident evil biohazard #resident evil

[yesimwriting]

Hi! I hope you're doing well!

I've recently watched scream 6, and while it definitely wasn't my favorite (the original cannot be beaten) I enjoyed it more than I thought I would.

I've seen you mention him a little, but I really liked Ethan. His betrayal felt kinda predictable, but he was cute and I'm a sucker for "soft/sweet/nerdy character is actually a killer".

Ig I'm just wondering if you have any more thoughts about him? I really like how you portray characters so I wanna know your take on him ig

hi!! i totally get what you're saying about scream 6 i can't imagine anything beating/slaying as hard as the originals but i did thoroughly enjoy it as it's own thing lol

especially ethan!! like him being a ghostface was so obvious, but his character was so awkward bf and i really like the soft/nerdy character as a killer trope too!!

i also feel like there's so much in the movie that gives us a way to characterize him so i have a lot of thoughts, some stick closer to canon and others are just vibe-based, ig? if that makes sense

idk if these count as headcanons, i feel like they do bc i have a lot of thoughts on him

have to immediately mention the "a special bond between a father and his first son" line, i love any excuse to give a character daddy issues 😭so maybe i'm projecting, but i can definitely see that relationship being strained and maybe a competitive relationship with his siblings, especially Richie

i'm not saying that this means he didn't want to kill!! between the cut stuff about their mom and the way Anika died, the urge had BEEN there lmao, and i think it actually would have added to any competition with Richie

like maybe growing up Ethan felt jealous of Richie in a way bc he had this outlet for exploring gory things bc of his interest in horror movies, but that's just not how Ethan's family saw him and not something he was particularly drawn to

or maybe he liked the movies and tried to bond with Richie over them when he was younger just to have that thrown in his face (siblings are such gatekeepers sometimes😭 Richie gives me mean vibes so i feel like he'd be the worst about it)

i feel like growing up he didn't have many close friends, like the jokes about being a virgin were obviously more about his romantic life but i think it kind of hints at him not being super socialized, and he dropped everything pretty quickly to just join a random college in NYC

ik Quinn did the same thing, but she seemed to click/adapt a lot quicker socially, like she was closer to the girls than Ethan and she was dating

besides the way Ethan switched up and became a Chad hater,, i could see that stemming from hating that kind of person, like maybe in high school he struggled bc of guys like Chad and that's where that aggression came from

this one is a bit more of a stretch, but going with the assumption that he had some kind of rivalry with Richie, i could see Ethan seeing Chad as competition bc of how easy college and pulling girls was for him

anyway!! that's a general psychological break down! let's get into more presumptuous/friendship/romantic relationship thoughts!!

i can see him being relatively used to having crushes on people/generally thinking someone's attractive so he wouldn't go totally feral over just liking someone

i think this is his most noticeable romantic difference from other ghostfaces i've written (cough, billy and stu, cough) bc i read him as having more psychopathic tendencies than sociopathic ones

BUT the second that that's reciprocated in anyway some switch flips in his head

like he's probably used to being an outsider in friend groups and feeling relatively disposable, so if you were to make a point of calling him a best friend or picking him over anyone else even in a small way,, poor guy wouldn't know what to do with himself

like that would take his crush to the next level and suddenly Ethan's like 'well ig i have to do whatever to ensure their happiness for the rest of time now'

it's not his fault :( it's just bc he's not used to having anyone pick him first

would probably be less inclined to follow through/have murder-y thoughts while being caught up in some kind of crush/relationship,, at least at first bc i can see him being content/distracted

but i see one exception with that:

i could see Ethan being super prone to jealousy and not even being aware of it until he really started to have a crush on someone/dating them

like before when people he liked would either blow him off or date other people he'd be like that's life, but with the only person that's ever made him feel irreplaceable?

he's not having it!! suddenly, he's imagining what it'd be like to brutally murder anyone that flirts with you/hints at liking you

not saying he'd act on it every time he felt jealous, but he'd think about it!!

would definitely be pouty though, trying to act cold bc he's mad at the other person and is trying not hold it against you but then he starts to wonder if he imagined your connection and if you've been stringing him along

but the second you make it clear that it's still him, Ethan's snapping out of it and is immediately all heart eyes

actually a vicious cycle because every time you "pick" him he just starts to feel even fonder for you and then that makes him more upset when someone else tries to come between you two and then you "pick" him again, so it keeps adding to itself lol

kind of random but i feel like he's closest to Quinn in his family, like yes they still might have competed a little but it wasn't that son vs son thing, so it wasn't as tense

if he had a crush i feel like he'd eventually tell Quinn about it, at first casually like 'omg y/n just showed me this song, that new perfume you got is similar to hers, ik we're here to avenge our brother but y/n needs help with her econ homework so let's reschedule the plotting session'

and then one day he's like 'i think i like y/n' and Quinn's like 'no way!! really🙄?!😒' and then she's instantly giving him all the dating advice even if the timing is terrible bc she's a real one and her brother never likes anyone!! let him hook up with someone for once!

i feel like after the ghostface thing starts his ego would switch up, like the adrenaline and confidence of knowing what he's doing and getting away with this would make him act different

nothing that you could quite put your finger on, but he'd be a little touchier, maybe care less about hiding clingy tendencies

his dad's sudden influx of approval would probably also make him feel more like a man, y'know, so he'd be able to accept/get you liking him more bc of that

despite the aggressive undertones that i've focused on here i actually feel like he'd be such a cutie while pining/dating someone

like he'd go out of his way to remember things about you, would want to ghostface anyone that upset you, definitely would give 'my girl is mad at me, i hope i die' before you're even officially dating

he's a whole puppy once you have him, but will still be happy to stab ppl

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this was a lot longer than i thought it'd be and it was really fun to write!! if anyone wants anything else ethan related pls send asks!! actually might just write a fic just bc lol

also a reminder that i'm generally open to writing about any scream character :)))

#scream #scream x reader #scream x you #scream 2023 #scream 6 #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ghostface #ghostface x reader

[thekidsare-not-alright]

this is 7 months old but idc I wanna make notes so here we go

LFTOS

pete's mind blown by the chorus

pete had a mv idea right away

andy thought it was a good song to play live (and it is)

HBFSG

andy "that is a great song"

post chorus screams important to pete

nod to Nope, movie pete likes

HMLAG

3 day mv shoot, really fun

reminds pete of 2000s alt radio vibes

but chorus is so ~patrick stump~

FO

older than other songs, pete calls it a sleeper

andy loves the bridge

calls to influence of the cure, smth dance dance <3

H,I

patrick demoed it early, one of the first ones

andy's favorite song on smfs <3

pete loves openness to choruses and verses

SGRN

pete heard it a while ago (?)

distinctly "something we could make" peterrrr <3

lyrics bittersweet quality

andy "dialectical" yesSs

TPSS

ethan hawke let them use it

nihilistic side of the record~

[pete existential crisis]

IAMOM

the score side of patrick~

pete likes the bridge a lot

pete thinks it's something they would've tried forever ago but wouldn't have been as good, neal avron helped w/ that

FG

michael jordan reference

pete says it's all over the place to him

chaotic like this ain't a scene

andy thought it was fun to record, beat is fun

BA

being careful about throwback qualities

pete excited to do the spoken word dfskjhdgh

a little annihilation explanation

TKK(TY)

almost didn't make the record D:

bizarre yet catchy melody reminds pete of skrillex and justin bieber

"ear worm"

marvel howling, she's very into being in a rock band ahsdhDSfh

pete is very glad they decided to put it on the record

WATTBA

pete calls it a very patrick stump song, the way his brain works

they worked on it before the pandemic but pete feels like it's a pandemic song

dialectical~

diad~

(vocabulary lessons with pete and andy)

SMFS

pete "a really fitting end for the record"

~our dialectical record~

#fall out boy #fob #pete wentz #patrick stump #joe trohman #andy hurley #smfs #Youtube

[ethanhuntfemmefatale]

fuck it. ethan hair ranking

it's saturday im bored i don't want to practice mozart anymore. let's go

I'm gonna rank bottom to top this time and include visual aids. none of my choices are going to be much of a surprise to anyone who knows my particular tastes I think.

7. Dead Reckoning Part 1

Ethan is just gorgeous in this movie but his hair doesn’t do it for me. It’s short enough that it can’t have the same personality as it does at Fallout or MI1 length. It looks good on him! But it’s kinda flat. It's just fine. Also it doesn’t strike me as being a character choice so much as a “McQ likes TC’s hair better short” choice

6. Fallout

I would like to formally apologize to arc @callmearcturus i am sorry for slandering your boy like this. I love him too. fallout ethan is objectively the finest look that ethan has ever had I love him even above my dearly beloved MI1 ethan. He's deeply beautiful and i love him so much my heart hurts. but for me it's not the hair it's the Vibes. the vibes are here but the hair is just. it's a haircut. It's just normal to me, it’s floofy which I appreciate but. still. It’s a nice looking cut. Good for cosplaying a man. Utilitarian. It works well on Ethan but it doesn't capture my fascination.

5. MI3

it might also be time for me to formally apologize to mar @malewifebillcage for slandering her boy.......mi3 ethan's hair is also just a cut to me. and objectively i think the fallout cut even looks better on him. but I love MI3 hair dearly and deeply for character reasons because it’s such an aggressively rom com cut it really feels like Ethan googled “house husband” for reference pics. so i like it better cause it amuses me

4. MI1

I'd like to formally apologize to myself for slandering my own boy. (Also Luther in the back hi Luther I love you.) Ethan's hair in this movie is also excellent characterization and provides a perfect baseline for all my Ethan Hunt hair meta thoughts. And it’s so expressive! I love how spiky it is! That being said while it has a lot of personality it is simply not as aesthetically gorgeous to me as some of the cuts I ranked higher. MI1 Ethan I’m sorry

3. Rogue Nation

rogue nation Ethan literally takes my breath away at times with how beautiful he is. I am obsessed with the subtle length and swoop and the way it falls over his forehead. It’s the kind of hair that says “I had my gender crisis years ago and decided my gender was Gorgeous”. And yet it isn’t Character Driven enough for me to have it at the top

2. MI2

mi2 hair i think about you all the time.

both rich in Character Implication and mind-blowingly pretty. This is his hot girl summer hair his cherry bomb by the runaways hair it’s his ‘blew up my dad who wants me’ hair. It’s so far from the MI1 ingenue that it leaves manwhore in the dust and wraps back around to ingenue again. This is the hair of a man (????) who is trying so very hard to be absolutely anything other than what he is that he becomes exactly what he doesn’t like being. Every single image of him with this hair is like a masterclass in gender and rebellion and trauma and self discovery. and I Want To Run My Hands Through It.

But! there is something about the MI2 hair that feels. Styled and calculated and superficial. Hair for an Effect. Which is part of what I love about it! It’s also why this hair isn’t my absolute favorite. That title goes to:

Ghost Protocol

Ghost Protocol hair my absolute fucking beloved. What tips this hair over the edge for me is the way it looks when he’s tired and disheveled, in the prison breakout scene, in the car after the Kremlin, etc. This hair feels so natural for him, it’s a bit wild and floppy and makes him look kinda like a Creature instead of a man (I mean this in the most flattering way possible). He’s not trying to claim gender the way he is in MI2 or MI3, he’s…doing his own thing. It’s somehow both a utilitarianism and an indulgence. He’s not trying to fit in anywhere, he’s not trying to be anything, he’s in his base state and it’s fucking gorgeous. I guess for me this is the thing—MI4 is the movie where Ethan doesn’t have to function as a member of society, and has been free of functioning as a member of society for a while now. And this is the result. I could stare at him forever<3

#thanks to everyone for indulging me. #mission impossible #long post #ethan hunt

[helyiios]

I had a dream once that the IMF boys had a tiktok and did the classic tiktok things mid-missions and stuff and I NEED to know you opinion on what their account would be like

Ok so replying to this again. I think Benji Jane and Will are the most online (and let’s indulge and say that it doesn’t cause conflit of interest with the fact they’re secret agents lol)

Benji’s the most popular (2.3M followers) and he posts the randomest most funniest shit on the PLANET. He hardlaunches Ethan with the out of my league trend (13M) despite NEVER mentioning being in a relationship before. He regularly forces Luther and Ethan to do trends w the rest of Hunt’s team, like I can’t find ayesha cuz she’s probably sucking dick/bitch pick up your goddamn phone you’re gonna make me sick where they all are on it w really cool transitions. He likes to talk abt SW or ST or DW a lot and one of his most liked videos (and how some people discovered him) is him replying to a comment that’s like “what’s knotting” and he just stares into the cam while putting one a red nose to a circus music. He posts himself and Ilsa while they’re dressed up for the opera on a mission with like the song fashion in the background and everyone goes crazy. He posts a vid where it’s him and Ethan looking at each other with the baby I’m yours song and it gets like 20M views. He does a transition from him at the gym to him in evening clothes he had to wear for a mission to everyday I spend my time drinking wine feeling fine and he doesn’t EVEN mean to do it as a thirst trap but that’s how it’s received and people are like oh my god…benji. Similarly he makes a post where he details his tattoos (after being asked a buncha times) and he’s shirtless, and everyone’s losing their minds because they’re like YOU HAVE A SIX PACKS? He and Jane post a short dancing vid to cmon let’s get it started lemme see you move your body and it goes goes viral bcs that’s when their respective followers find out they’re friends. He makes a photo post that’s like we’ll be a fine line we’ll be alright with a pic of the first hunts team mission w their latest one, and people ask him if he likes Harry styles and he just goes “who❤️” He does the pabrobui mwah mwah trend w Ilsa while they’re ALSO in a mission in Poland and they’re dressed in very warm clothes and everyone’s like oh my god…I’ve seen two pretty best friends. I genuinely think he’s got a few moves in him so there’s one of his most liked vids where he’s filming himself cooking in his kitchen where he’s barely dancing to busy earnin’ and the vibes are IMMACULATE. He 100% did the ceilings and you with the dark curls you with the watercolour eyes trends. He ALSO forced the entire team to do the benjamin’s deli trend (dancing slowly in the light vs throwing moves in the dark while people put on their phones’ light). He also posts himself during a training sesh to bts’ steve aoki remix mic drop and people are like YOU FUCKING KNOW BTS? and he just goes stan jin👍 he’s also a skilled violin and piano player so sometimes he posts himself playing.

Jane’s account is at 700k and one of her most liked vids is with Ilsa where they’re lipsynching the pam and i feed off each other’s energy. I tease her, she teases me (…) and that’s when people start to get that they’re all mates. She does the bitch you know I’m sexy trend with Will and Benji. She forces Ethan (he lost a dare) to do the you carry yourself with the confidence of a…much taller man trend. She soft launches Ilsa w a video of “24H in my life” (while she’s on break) where you can see glimpse of her gf and her followers go insane trying to figure out who it is. She posts herself and benji where benji’s tied to a repelling cable on a high building and she’s zooming in on him w the never back down never what/never give up audio in the background and people are like what the fuck r y’all doing??? She also is a great dancer so she regularly posts herself to the latest dance trend (she KILLED Angel in Tibet and Back on 74.) Both she and Benji did the okokokok lalala trend w their respective partners. (ilsa’s ok janes lala and ethans lala while benjis okokok)

Brandt (560k) is fucking hysterical bcs you’d think he doesn’t know what fun is and is so serious about literally everything and well. you’d be kind of right. He mostly post himself at the gym and people ask him a lot abt his supplements and his program, things to which is gracefully replies. His most liked video is SO Brandt coded because it’s just him crossed armed at his desk looking into the cam with like, company in the background, which technically qualifies as a thirst trap and everyone’s so confused because they’re like oh my god…I think I’m attracted to office workers. He also posts a lot of him sparring, sometimes w Benji or Jane or Ethan or Ilsa and people go kind of insane about those. He never gets Hunley on cam but once he replies to a comment that’s like “are you free tonight” and he just stares into the cam and pulls hunley’s left hand w the wedding band on it with the audio IM MARRIED in the background. THATS where his followers find out he’s gay and they’re like A WIN FOR THE COMMUNITY. Just like benji he can play the guitar, so sometimes he posts vids of himself playing, either of requested songs or some he likes.

#yvaintive #ask #anon #mission impossible #ethan hunt #ilsa faust #benji dunn #jane carter #william brandt

[badgerhuan]

Just watched Dead Reckoning and had a blast, but one thing that I noticed is that Ethan's character seems more gentle as the series progressed.

If we compare this current Ethan with his younger counterpart, it seems that he is softer around the edges, calmer, and even somewhat tired.

I mean, I don't need proof Tom is one hell of an actor, but delivered so much in this movie. I loved him with Hayley and how much his character seems to have changed

anon Ethan is SO tired he just wants to rest!! he's been tired since mi3, honestly, and he's been wanting out since mi1

I do think mi1 and mi2, now armed with our powers of hindsight and ability to view the series and Ethan's character as a whole, aren't the best reflection of how Ethan is. in mi1 he is freshly traumatized, grappling with the death of his entire team that he obviously was very close with. in the few minutes that we saw of him before the mission, he is also very soft with his teammates, but he has an energy about him that I can only describe as...unbroken. someone who still hadn't gone through major losses. (this is partly why I don't vibe a lot with his retconned past in DR1, where he supposedly had experienced great loss prior to joining the IMF. personally, it doesn't quite fit with my interpretation of him in mi1, but I think given time I'll be able to reconcile with it and make them both work).

in mi2, he's in his self-destructive, angry at the system that trapped him, leaning into his worse tendencies while still not having recovered from the trauma of mi1 phase. he's rough and defiant and antagonistic towards the IMF on purpose. he wants out, but he didn't get to leave, so he's being very very difficult about it. it's not until the end of mi2 that he finds the world worth saving again, and by the time we get to mi3, I think that's the closest we see of him being like early mi1, just with the added weight of the trauma he's hopefully had time to parse through or completely compartmentalize, could be either or.

but yes I have a lot of feelings about Ethan Hunt and his character progression throughout the series, but in the end I think the core of him has never really changed. and I love that about him so much.

#mission: impossible #ethan hunt #roch answers #roch metas

[callmearcturus]

Gods damnit, Arc, I did _not_ need to be yeeted back into MI fandom!

But since you're doing it anyway ( :D ), care to ramble on Ethan's complicated relationship between sex between friends, sex in a relationship, and sex on a mission?

I don't know if I can delineate that much but it does dovetail into my reading of Ethan as ace. Because wow the self recognizes the self, that boy has intense vibes. Sex neutral ace is my read from him.

I'm finally watching MI1 tomorrow with some friends, but I've seen a lot of scenes from it and the vibe I get from Ethan is very unethical slut boy who then goes through a massively traumatic event that almost permanently damages the mechanism that lets him trust and rely on other people.

When we reach the McQuarrie Trilogy and catch up with Ethan, there's a lot of interesting stuff with gender and sex going on. Notably, in GP, Ethan does not get a love interest at all and while he's a joy to watch and the camera loves to frame him in compelling ways, it's not really sexy at all. We spend a lot of the movie thinking he got left by Julia, then we find out she's dead, then we learn she's alive and they still love each other but can't be together.

All of that is super compelling to me. In Hollywood Action Movies, I find the lack of sexual tension and love interest to be refreshingly weird. I'm trying to think of another action hero who gets treated like Ethan does, and the only thing that kind of came to mind was Cobb from Inception, but even then there's shipteasing with Arthur and Ariadne (and also Nolan's gender politic is a treacherous wasteland, so bad example anyway).

In Rogue Nation, the trend continues and honestly gets even more odd to me. Because on paper, Ilsa should be Ethan's love interest and there's small moments like escaping the opera and the body search int he car, but both of them are outliers. Hell, when they meet, Ethan COMPLIMENTS HER SHOES which is. About the least heterosexual thing ever.

Ilsa is extremely important to Ethan and I think he loves her, but after the big climax, their huge moment of intimacy is a hug. Which makes me go wild, it's so interesting that there's not even a goodbye kiss.

Pairing that with how Ethan treats Benji in RN and how structurally he's the love interest-- BUT EVEN THEN Ethan is so fucking careful and guarded with how he touches people. I keep thinking about Ilsa in Morocco, coming out of the pool and how its potentially a Bond Girl Moment but the camera doesn't linger on her much and Ethan keeps his eyes on her face. There's no leering, there's not even checking her out. IT'S JARRING. I LOVE IT.

And then in Fallout, there's the White Widow thing, which makes me want to scream. That moment when the White Widow kisses Ethan out of the blue and Ethan is fucking stone-faced, like the ace vibes are wild.

It's not just that he doesn't react so oooh he must be one of My People, but there's also how Fallout makes you feel Ethan's age. Ethan spends 90% of Fallout looking tired and sad, and it's almost like... on some level he's not even willing to put on the show anymore. He's not going to crank up the charisma and woo people to do what he wants, he can't be fucking bothered, and I feel the gravity of him so acutely every time I watch it. The only time he really has that big lovely smile is when he's talking to Benji and Luther in the beginning, which makes it a genuine charisma, a genuine urge to relax and grin and share a moment with people he loves.

But as soon as the job says he should maybe seduce the White Widow bc she's clearly into him, he's just. Not there for it.

Anyway the ace vibes are off the charts. Does Ethan Hunt fuck? Possibly, but it has to be with someone he trusts and they're probably going to have to be the one to suggest it. If you invite him to Netflix and Chill, he's going to be in the kitchen heating up popcorn kernels in a cast iron because you gotta have popcorn for movies. Then you say "actually how about sex" and there's a two second lag as he processes that and goes "Oh yeah sure that sounds like it could be fun too."

Ace as fuck.

#samjohnssonvt #mission impossible

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

Do you have any tips for navigating the Ada Wong tag here, or at least, curating it? (I know there's a point where I have to just ignore things, but it can get frustrating.)

I feel like 40% of her tag is harsh criticisms of her character or general shaming of Aeon as a ship. Or both, as a justification for why the ship is bad/doesn't make sense. (But like, if it doesn't make sense, why do I rarely see these kinds of posts for ships like Chris/Wesker or Ethan/Heisenberg?) Like it's always one of the RE women. I don't even like Cleon and I see the same thing happening!

I haven't been in the RE fandom long, but have people just disliked Ada or something for a while? Is it cause like, we don't really know much about her? I know she's not one of the main characters who's outwardly good, but even Wesker gets so much love in comparison. It sucks cause I guess I wish the Resident Evil women were treated the same way as the male characters and it's kind of frustrating. You're like, the only blog I've seen that loves Ada content this much, so I'm kind of just like dang, how do you deal with it lol?

hihi!!!

maybe i've just been curating my feed for so long now, but i've only seen an uptick (of hate) since separate ways came out- but generally i don't see many posts about ada that are just harsh (hate) i'm gonna say hate cause i do allow criticisms of her character- but generally i will skim peoples blogs- see if they provide anything useful (they usually don't) and then block.

i think there's always just been more criticisms of ada because she's an east asian woman and not seen as a submissive character. she's flawed and has faults and MEN and WOMEN don't like that. people don't understand that and need female characters to be blank slates to self insert into. the way they demonize ada but uplift other female re characters because of their "innocence," is also fucking disturbing as hell (also yeah, they do mean "innocence.")

also wesker gets love cause he's a man. male characters always get special privileges when it comes to being actually bad evil characters. male characters in media are continuously "simped" over and defended on their horrible actions, but the second a woman does "ONE THING BAD" she's labeled gone girl or something like that.

analyzing media and how gender roles affect how we interpret characters is something i heavily talk about on my page! how if genders were reversed for aeon, people would NOT be having this type of discourse.

also final point but i have been on the internet for a long time and had to have a backbone lol. i got hate anons 5 days into this blog EXISTING. i was literally just here trying to vibe and got so much hate in the first week of this blog. most of it from cl*on shippers that told me that aeon sucks and that cleon was more valid. and then i've also gotten lots of racist anons and sexist anons. lots of calling ada horrible things. but if anything- it kinda shows me that i'm on the better side of things since i don't need to resort to this kind of behaviour to enjoy my time in the re fandom

i mostly only post things that i love about aeon

and that's mostly what i will try to be posting- maybe i will occasionally complain about something but yeah lol

tl;dr just block almost everyone, mute tags immediately, enjoy your time online!

#ask heart #heart answers #anon #ada wong #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy #aeon #leon x ada #leon kennedy x ada wong #leon s kennedy x ada wong

[rinbowaman]

My Roommates Ex - Chapter 3

Chapter 3! Woohoo!

Pairings: You and Heeseung

Warnings: Uh yeah, this one has lots of smut. Unprotected sex, sexual dominance, maybe a hint/vibe of slight breeding kink and pain kinks. Not terribly so with this chapter, but future chapters...yeah we're going to have a talk about that.

Summary:

Months had passed since then, and Vicky transferred to a different school. She cut off her ties with Gabe and said goodbye to the girls as she embraced a newfound outlook in life.

You were shocked the day when she told you as you entered the dorm room to see her waiting on your bed, she greeted you with a smile and patted down on a pile of neatly folded clothes and accessories that laid on your bedspread next to her.

“I wanted to give these to you. I don’t need them anymore.” She looked up to you and smiled widely.

Though it was a nice gesture, you didn’t necessarily have the same taste as Vicky when it came to clothes and the number of accessories she used. The sense of fashion was very similar, but the fondness of wearing such revealing attire, especially daily, wasn’t your thing. A crop top here and there might have been okay, but you already knew that her gift was going to be unused.

Still, you accepted them graciously.

That’s when she informed you of her decision to transfer. She explained that after thinking about it, it was something she deeply yearned for. A fresh start.

Both you and the girls went with Vicky to the airport, giving her a proper send off. Everyone cried as they took turns hugging and sharing words. You were the last one to say goodbye to, but it felt like you were the one that Vicky wanted to hug the most, upon feeling the tight and prolonged squeeze of her embrace. Her words brought the tears to glaze over your eyes.

“As painful as it was, seeing Ethan finding happiness with someone else, was something that I needed to see. It was something that needed to happen, in order for me to be the person I truly want to be.” She smiles as she admits.

Those were her last words as you before she left for her terminal, waving widely towards you and the girls as she smiled.

Keeping in touch, many texts and phone calls were exchanged daily. You were always happy to hear that Vicky was doing well, she was becoming exceedingly happy. Changing her program while also making new friends, you felt immense joy for her. Especially at the mention of a certain young man she had began seeing, a student of the same college that had fancied her ever since she transferred.

Though Vicky turned a new leaf, some things will never change. You chuckled the moment she revealed that the man was the son of the CEO that managed one of the largest corporations in the country. But you smiled whole heartedly as you saw that she still had her heart in the right place, identified as she mainly spoke of the young man’s personality more than his inheritance.

At times you gazed at the side of the room she had previously occupied, it was now stark empty. It triggered you to leak out a few tears sometimes. Knowing she was doing much better in her new setting; you couldn’t help but sometimes wish she was still with you.

Often succumbing to leaking a few tears whenever you saw her side of the room. She had become like a sister that you never had, and you would always relay that message to her whenever you got the chance to, which she would always respond with;

“We are sisters you goofball! We’re family.”

Another Saturday morning rolls by and you’re excited that Spring Break was finally here. You looked at your calendar and it amazed you just how much time had passed since you moved into the dorm, nearly a whole year from today. You recall moments from when you moved in during the spring. Moments popped in your head, like you meeting Vicky, Heeseung, and some of his closest friends, such as Jake.

It felt like it all went through in a blink of an eye. Vicky’s transfer happened only five months ago, yet it felt longer than that. You found it so strange how time had an opposing effect when it came to the experiences you gained through it.

You reach over to your desk and started going through the unread mail you picked up yesterday, seeing an envelope from Vicky got you excited as you tore it open quickly revealing an adorable postcard. It was a photo of her and the young man she had been dating, Sunghoon was his name, and he seem like such a nice man. You recall the first time you got to speak to him, when Vicky would invite him to sit next to her so he could participate in your facetime calls with her.

He was very soft and respectful; he always had this twinkle in his eye reflecting pure joy whenever he would stare at Vicky. You could tell he was a perfect match for her, and looked forward to the day when you can meet him in person and see Vicky again.

Taking a moment to review the postcard, the photo was of Vicky and Sunghoon during their visit to Africa on a safari trip. You chuckled at seeing Sunghoon and Vicky in a tight embrace with the fantastic view of wildlife in the behind them. You turn it over to read Vicky’s note on the back.

“Sis! I’m getting married! Right after college of course, but since we’re starting our second year already, the next two are going to go by even faster, so, we can’t waste time. I want to see you and the girls soon! Let’s all come up with a date for you guys to come visit me and Sunghoon next month. I’ll message in the group chat when I get back. Can’t wait to see everyone!

PS: Before your bring Ethan, take him clothes shopping first.”

“Married? Wow.” You remarked aloud to yourself, but not without a smile presently stationed on your face. It will be so nice to see her and meet Sunghoon, especially after receiving the news, and you couldn’t wait to tell the girls.

You pin the postcard on the corkboard in front of your desk, placing it in between the photos of your mom and dad, your elder siblings, the girls, and of course, you and Heeseung. You even had a photo of Emily and Jake pinned up.

Vicky’s departure to a new college wasn’t the only significant event that had transpired five months ago, it was also marked the length of time that you and Heeseung had been together.

Your bond with him grew even closer. With all the number of dates and quality time spent in your respective dorms, you both had become inseparable. Not to mention the evening routines that took place, nearly every single night. Even though you and Samuel had dated for 8 months, sharing many intimate moments, it didn’t compare to the countless sessions that you and Heeseung had.

Sometimes multiple times in one day, which made you quickly found out that your body needed a period of adjustment when you recall feeling the soreness from all the action.

You brush your teeth and think about your nights with Heeseungm they all played out the same for the most part.

You think about how he can’t manage to keep his hands off you and always sets the mood by lightly brushing his fingers on a random part of your body, whether it was your arms, legs, hands, or chest.

The brush of his touch was always accompanied by a gushing breath he would release close to your ear, hearing just a sliver of his voice within it, and expressing his desire and triggering yours.

The way his hands roamed, and how his hair nested against your cheek as he dug his face into the nook of your neck, sucking, kissing, biting, and licking the sensitive skin until it became marked by his act. His nose would graze your temple as he would whisper in your ear, as he gave soft rose-petal kisses in between. The tickling of it was paired with a sexually appeasing sensation to your body, whenever you felt the tapping of his lips or the heat of his whispers rushing into your ear.

Playing out the performance in your head made you recall a moment where you had learned something very interesting about Heeseung’s sexual nature. It had the same effect of Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde, a doubling entity that emerged from within him depending on the sexual mood he was in. They reflected two sides to his performance in sex.

They both still classfieid as “fucking”, yet there was a difference in the type and the degree of his nature.

One side was his gentler one, the Dr. Jekyl entity. It was the persona of his sexual nature where he still maintained dominance, but he would allow you to have some unit of control. This part of him was a lot more tame and less animalistic, and it allowed you to have enough stability in your body and mind to move and think. It was his way of permitting you the freedom to do things to him, such as holding on to his wrists when you would kiss his most sensitive areas like his neck or ears. You would do your best to pin them down long enough, but he would overpower you every single time as he resisted the urge to lay still once, he felt your kisses.

Still, you would at least get a few seconds of seeing him vulnerable as you put up a fight in holding him down, and that was something you could only get away with due his nature reflecting Jekyl.

There were other examples of his permissive freedom, such as, when he would let you make the first move and allotted you to do so at your own pace. It normally would begin with him lying flat on his back, his hands behind his head as his elbows bent out to the sides, and his hat traditionally covering the significant features of his face. He would remain still letting you straddle him as you removed your shirt, which would always be the last remaining piece of clothing you had on prior to sitting on top of him, or a dress even.

He would deeply admire your how your body would flex and tone up as you lifted the cloth and raised it high, your arms crossed above your face as you turned off to the side with your hair flowing all around you. His will would break the very moment you dragged the cloth upwards, slowly revealing every measurement of skin as the regions of your body are revealed in order, belly button first, then breasts, collar bone, and shoulders last.

Your neck and face would return to frontal view as you swipe the clothing over, the collected strands of your hair grouped up through the loophole of the cloth would fall and dangle over your breasts, waist, and hips, each strand trickling down the farther you pull the material off and away from your body, generating a waterfall effect.

Lastly, and the most significant note to this side of Heeseung, was giving you total control of the main aspects that play a vital role regarding passionate sex, the tone, rhythm, and speed.

The three categories that often times, men strive to control. Heeseung wasn’t an exception having that strive, he loved being in control. However, he also loved experiencing the way you love him, emotionally and physically, and he could only witness it by letting you have some of it.

Once you removed your shirt, you’d reach down and gently stroke him, maintaining eye contact. A desire within you wanted to feel him in both your hands, before having him enter. Something about memorizing the thickness, length, and smoothness of his shaft, helped ease the process as you guide him inside and begin riding him.

The part he loved most about this was when he watches the sexual expression on your face. He always stared, and admired the way your beautiful face would display the initial sense of shock and pain upon you inserting him, doing everything by your own bidding. He loved watching you do it to yourself. The way that your mouth would gasp open and your brows furrowing in pain the moment you would tear yourself open by fitting him in, your face flinching as you felt the bite of his sting.

You moved passionately, slowly, and steadily as your hips would vibrate once his dick was fully inside you. Your walls are reintroduced to the throbbing numbness when you feel him rubbing against the flesh as you move him in and out.

The softness of his skin and the protrusion of veins creates a wild combination of smoothness and friction each time your hips dipped low, pushing him in, then roll back, pulling him out, all repeating in a cycle that becomes more vibrant as you keep it rotating. Your hips sway back and forth gently, while dipping into him hard and deep.

The weight of your body drops in mid wave, pulling you down and sealing every mesh of space that remained in between you two, as you begin to surpass the pain and sink into a pool of ultimate pleasure, wanting to feel every single part of him fill you.

You would feel him twitch inside, hinting to you that it was becoming harder for Heeseung to suppress the beast within him. Remaining in the same position as he did from the moment you straddled him, you’d watch him testing his willpower by refraining any movement, not even his hands. You keep riding him, watching as he stayed committed in laying there, and took every motion your hips were performing on him as your rotation of dipping, lifting, and rolling, keeps going.

Your body would gradually pick up speed, just a little, as your walls drooled all over him, making it easier for you to slide him in and out. The rush of ecstasy takes over your mind, body, and soul as you reach up with both hands, collecting your hair and pinning it up while you perform your moves, the loose strands surrounding your face and falling from your hands piece by piece as you begin bouncing up and down.

Once he felt you both were drawing close to orgasm, he marked his que and draws the line. Being so close to the finish line, this is the moment where Heeseung takes over.

“Fuck baby…” He bites his lip as he grunts. His low voice would go slightly higher in pitch during the times when he let you fuck his Jekyl side.

With a jerk of his hips thrusting into you, simultaneously removing his hands from his under head, he grabs around the smallest part of your waistline. He pulls you down as he continues to jerk up, and within one or two hard thrusts, he regains altitude as a swarm of adrenaline infuses him with the energy to fucks into you. You feel the strength of his thrusts pushing the both of you over the edge, beyond just pleasure.

“My fucking beautiful girl…fuck…keep riding it baby. Fucking take it.” His groans fuel you to keep moving and taking him in. Then, at the peak of his momentum, you feel him jam into you one last time, holding you in place as he lets his cock throb inside your walls, cumming inside you.

It shoots out fast and strong at first, then gradually comes to a slow stream of release as his twitching slowly decreases. You feel your walls press against him, squeezing everything out of him. The repeated action of your flesh re-clenching slurps every bit of his cum, vacuuming it deeper into you as the sharpness of the tingle and numbness overtrumps the height of Mount Everest, making you scream.

Your hips jolt each time his dick twitches, pairing in sync. His hand roams up to your back and he pulls you in to lay atop his chest, kissing his own breaths into you as your chest tightens against his, breathing into each other as you slowly regain your energy.

This was the side that you had seen most of, nearly a hundred percent of the time.

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[cherrygorilla]

Ethan's Basic Info

Name: Ethan Dombrowski

Ok, I both did and didn't struggle with coming up with potential faceclaims for Ethan. I had no idea where to even start with looking for faceclaims for him for specific decades - I just don't think that I have that broad of a knowledge of actors lol. So, instead, I've split it into actors who I think capture more of how I imagine his physical appearance to be (Heath Ledger & Johnny Depp - both mostly for the hair, let's be real haha), and actors who I think could really capture the lovably chaotic vibe he brings to the table (Matthew Lillard & Milo Manheim). Unconventional - but then again, so is he, so I think it works lmao.

Nicknames: As much as he loves to dish nicknames out to other people, he's never really been given one himself. I mean, his parents didn't even think to give him a middle name - expecting them to be creative enough to come up with a nickname was a bit of a stretch. He would get called his surname in school quite a bit (mostly if he was getting in trouble), but other than that he usually just gets 'Ethan'. If anything, I think his abundance of nicknames for others is just making up for the lack of his own. I like to think he's just waiting for the right person to come along and drop one on him though hehe.

Age: 20

Date of Birth: 4th of April (which is very helpful for him, because 4.4.44 is a ridiculously easy birthday for his pea-sized brain to remember)

Zodiac: Aries

Birthstone: Diamond

Nationality: American and Polish

Sexuality: He doesn't care about labels - he'll sleep with anyone that breathes in his direction...within reason lmao

Birthplace: A rusty trailer home in Tallahassee, Florida

Current Residence: A slightly less rusty trailer home in St Petersburg, Florida

Occupation: Production Assistant and Sound Engineer in the TV & film industry, and the entertainment coordinator for a local bar. He's also (according to Mick) a professional idiot.

Talents/Skills: Playing the guitar, flipping beer mats, putting together flat-pack furniture (because he's the monkey they apparently wrote the instructions for - Miles' words, not mine), doing god-awful impressions, giving inanimate objects personalities, and, despite his deep-rooted clumsiness, he's pretty good on a skateboard.

Birth Order: Youngest of two

Siblings: His older sister, Billie (27)

Parents: Dominik Alfred Dombrowski (deceased) & Nadia Ruth Dombrowski

New Family: Hendrix, his rescue dog, and the closest thing he thinks he'll ever get to a stable family unit. He says he's a black lab for ease, but he only looks like a black lab if you squint and tilt your head; in reality, he's a mutt that the rescue shelter couldn't even pin down to any particular breed - that's part of what made Ethan so drawn to him though: they're both as misunderstood in the world as each other. In terms of human family though, his aunt (Janis) and uncle (Ford) took him in after everything went to shit with his parents - and although he doesn't see much of them anymore, it's comforting to know that he does have some sort of a real support system to count on if he were to need it.

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Height: 5' 7'' (so many of the actors I picked as his faceclaims are tall, so I tried to make it work for a while, but I just couldn't - he's just got such chaotic little-shit/confident short-king energy in my mind lmao)

Eye Colour: Brown

Hair Colour: Brown

Glasses or contact lenses: He probably needs glasses, but he doesn't care enough to go get an eye test

Distinguishing features: Dimples, a burn scar on his right thumb from messing around with a lighter, a scar on his left wrist he usually hides with a bunch of bracelets/wrist bands, and a lot of really dumb tattoos.

Mannerisms: He's always fidgeting - like always. It doesn't matter if it's with a paper straw wrapper, the end of one of his many wristbands, or the piece of skin next to his nail - he'll even bounce his leg if it comes down to it; he just always needs to be moving in some capacity. He's pretty intense with holding eye contact in conversations too (despite them being half-closed 90% of the time) - and the concept of personal space is totally lost on him.

Health: Mild insomnia and depression. His drug habits also aren't the healthiest, but it's not like he's gonna go to get himself checked out; what he doesn't know can't hurt him.

Hobbies: Playing the guitar (what he spends the majority of his free time doing), walking Hendrix, making terrible decisions, dragging Miles into those terrible decisions (either to join in, or get him out of trouble), napping anywhere and everywhere, collecting cool lighters, smoking weed, getting spontaneous tattoos, thrifting bizarre items of clothing, eating Mexican food, and losing himself in an album for 45 minutes. and annoying the shit out of Mick

Greatest flaw (in their opinion): Probably his lack of drive. Whilst how laidback and carefree he is about life can be a great thing most of the time, it does make him feel kind of empty sometimes not having a goal to reach, or some kind of direction he wants to take his life in. Yeah, it makes life a lot less stressful just living it day to day - not having any responsibilities, or commitments to obsess over - but without any sense of ambition it can start to feel a little…pointless, I guess. 

Best quality (in their opinion): His ability to find the fun in any situation. He was dealt a pretty shitty hand in life, but he's never let it get him down. Sure, he may not always cope with it in the healthiest way, but he is coping - thriving, in fact. He floats through life without a care in the world, and will happily toss a pool noodle to anyone that needs one so they can join him. He's optimistic, and authentic, and downright stupid sometimes, but it's those qualities that help people see the bright side in hopeless situations; he draws the fun to the surface, and helps you focus on the simple joys life has to offer, without letting the weight of your troubles drag you down.

Biggest fear: Clowns are his big one - and always the answer if anyone asks. But if he's being totally honest (which is almost never when it comes to serious stuff like this), then it's ending up like his parents. He has a handful of fond memories of his family growing up - his older sister probably has more since she was around for more of the good years - but his unplanned arrival stretched the family's already tight budget razor thin, and it didn't take long for things to go to shit as a result. His dad never had a particularly strong resolve (something he's paranoid about having inherited), and so when things got hard, his already established relationship with drugs became less casual, and more heavily reliant. When the tamer stuff didn't cut it anymore, he turned to the harder stuff, and when the harder stuff stopped helping him feel better - he stopped feeling anything at all. Ethan's mom took her husband's accidental overdose hard, but she found being a single mother even harder. And whilst Ethan knew she was struggling, he's still struggling to forgive her for shutting down on her kids in the way she did. Yeah, fine, lose your job and sleep on the couch all day, ignore your children for days on end - whatever you needed to do to get by - but go out to get your latest fix and go down for 15 years for manslaughter? …That's asking a lot. Like it was mentioned earlier, with his parents out of the picture, his aunt and uncle took him and his sister in, and whilst they might not be the greatest role models themselves in terms of addictive vices, they at least showed him how to open his mind in a safe, supervised environment. Yes, numbing his brain to keep out the bad thoughts is an unhealthy coping mechanism, but it's also beautifully freeing - and there's a lot of fun to be had if you know what's safe and what kind of high you're looking for (which, thanks to his aunt's guidance, he always does). He has a great set of friends keeping him on the straight and narrow now, and his lawyer sister clearly turned her equally shitty hand in life around, but that nagging paranoia about screwing his life up like his old folks did still haunts his thoughts in the wee hours of the morning when he can't get his brain to fall asleep… But that's way too deep and depressing, so he'll stick with clowns - or Miles telling him he's found a new best friend 😢

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor (it was between that or Hufflepuff, but I think he's too recklesss and overbearing to be a Hufflepuff haha)

Favourite Ice Cream Flavour: Cookies 'n Cream

Favourite Colour: Green - but he can be very easily swayed; he thinks they're all fun

Favourite Number: 420 babyyyyy 😎🍃🔥💨🤪💯

Favourite Movie: Wayne's World or the live action Scooby Doo - but his Wet Side Story universe pick would be A Bucket of Blood

Favourite Songs: Ok, this is a really tough category for him, because he has a very deep appreciation for a very broad spectrum of music genres. But, a (slightly) narrowed down list would probably look something like: Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen, Creep by Radiohead, Enter Sandman by Metallica, Hotel California by the Eagles, Vienna by Billy Joel, Does Your Mother Know by ABBA, Happy Together by The Turtles, Life Is A Highway by Rascal Flatts, Fight For Your Right by the Beastie Boys, The Muppet Show theme song & Hurricane by Bridgit Mendler

A place they want to visit: Niagara Falls - purely because he wants a souvenir t-shirt

#I finally did it! #it's probably wayyy too detailed #but I just had so much fun putting it together I couldn't help myself lol #I'm starting to get a real soft spot for him #he feels like a scrawny little baby bird I need to nurture and protect lmao #ok - i think that's my cue to get to bed hahaha #Ethan