#spring/ethan stuff

[10hourshift]

Day 4: Halloween!

If you saw this last night no you didn't 👽

Sketches

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Great job guys girlies!!

But I feel like something's missing...

Scoob/ Scooby Doo/ the dog

[luckyashes]

being silly and partaking because stuff like this is fun ☝️ (doing tumblr username tho because my name [Ash] is too short 😤)

L - Loveit? (biz×ZERA feat LOLUET) U - Undercover Martyn (TWO DOOR CINEMA CLUB) C - CYBERPUNK DEAD BOY (Maiki-P, prefers PJSK cover) K - Kyu-Kurarin (Iyowa, prefers PJSK cover) Y - YAMINABE!!!! (cosMo@暴走P) A - A Good Song Never Dies (SAINT MOTEL) S - Show (Ado) H - Homunculus (Trickle) E - Enchanté (Dirt Poor Robins) S - Starkiller (Bear Ghost)

Also not tagging anyone because uhh yeagh </3 open,, for anyone!!

MOOT / TAG GAME !

mission— spell your real name / name you use on tumblr with songs you like >< ready, set, go !

m — my love, mine all mine (mitski)

i — i love you, i’m sorry (gracie abrams)

c — coraline (lyn lapid)

k — killshot (magdalena bay)

i — i know you (faye webster)

e — either way (ive)

tagging— @puma-riki @flwrstqr @liwinly @woniefication @lilificationn @stvrriki @okwonyo + anyone else who wants to join !

[tmwcs]

Baby Fever

Warnings: breeding kink, rough smut implied, smut-ish stuff, some minor choking, smut talk (breeding smut talk...if yk...yk). MDNI this is only for the grownups (18+).

Authors note: this drabble is canon to the HHP storyline > : ) I had this in mind for a few days and wanted to quickly draft it for yall to hold you guys off until the treat comes out this weekend 😉

What a gorgeous morning it was; the sun beaming brightly and the fresh, crisp Spring air filled with the chirping of birds, and the newborn flowers blooming in greeting. You woke up alone, figuring Heeseung was downstairs in the kitchen, considering the minor commotion you overheard from the bedroom. You got up and figured that on the first day of Spring, what better way to greet your lover than to wear the dress that he absolutely loved seeing you in. It was a purple mini floral, rather form fitting despite the subtle empire waist line, which gently showed a hint of your curves. The front had a stringed, lace front that tied the scoop neck line together, cradling your breasts and proposing the faint curves of your cleavage. It was both sexy, and pretty, especially when paired with sheer, black, thigh-high stockings, edged with a beautifully elegant damask pattern that subtly hid beneath the hem of your short dress. Your hair was left freely down, since that was the way he always preferred you wore it. He loved your hair.

Every single night, he would run his fingers through your strands, rubbing them together to savor the silkiness of the texture. He never cared to use a brush because it took away the pleasure of feeling that softness of your locks. The way he would drape the length of your strands over his knuckles and rub it against his cheek, inhaling the floral scent of your shampoo, which always ended with him leaning in to suck on the back of your neck. If anyone should think that his behavior with your hair is absurd, you wonder what they would think when he looks into your eyes, or take his time to feel your skin...guess that will be saved for another story.

After conducting your morning hygiene, you walk down the stairs. Gripping on the ball tip of the large banister, you playfully swung your way around to face the open view of the kitchen and dining area, immediately making eye contact with Heeseung.

He smiles as he stands on the opposite end of the large kitchen island, with his palms plastered on the surface top and leaned over just slightly over a mug, more than likely containing his favorite coffee drink. He was dressed all in black, a black fitted tee, lightly tucked in black fashionable fitted cargo pants, with a black hat. The lines located at the corner of his lips was all that the bill of his headpiece would allow you to see as he smirks upon seeing you enter the kitchen.

"Oh, y/n! It's so good to see you."

Shocked by the voice from the side, you turn to view over shoulder and saw Steve, one of the frat tenants that lived with Heeseung and the other roommates.

"Hi Steve. When did you come back from vacation?" you ask with a delicate smile as you greet him, when a young woman appears from behind him with a small bundle locked in her arms. "I got back last night, it was so late and I didn't want to wake anyone so I stayed at a hotel. But, let me introduce my sister, she just had a baby two months ago and was in town so I decided to bring her over to meet everyone."

You smile gleefully as you greeted Steve's sister. "Oh nice to meet you." you delicately spoke as she does the same. "It's nice to meet you, your y/n, right? Steve was just introducing me to Ethan and mentioned you, it's so good to meet you."

Your peripherals caught on to Heeseung remaining stagnant in his stance, eyeballing you, Steve, and his sister, Lauren. He takes a sip out of his cup, his eyes never breaking away from you.

"How far along in college are you?" Lauren asks, in which you respond sweetly as you both continue talking about college life. Heeseung remained as he always did when around other people, a bit standoffish and quiet, glaring over and keeping an eye on you. At least he was being a bit more pleasant since he knew Steve, being roommates under the same roof for years now. It was typical, everyone, including the frat tenants, all knew that Heeseung "Ethan" became a walking malice since he began dating you, and it was evident that he cared for no one or anything other than you...you wonder what they would think if they ever knew that there indeed, was an "Ethan" entity that was more than just an english version of his birth name.

"Would you like to hold the baby?" Lauren gains your attention back as she presents her bundle of joy. "Oh...um sure." Cradling the small child, you held him tightly as you cupped him against your bosom. "Wow, you're so good with him." she remarks surprisingly as she straightens her dress and heads to the bathroom to freshen up.

That was to be expected. With all the time spent babysitting for your neighbors while in high school, you were quite used to holding and handling a newborn baby. You sat down on the dining chair and laid the baby against your chest, gently patting and rubbing his back, all the while he drifted off with his head nestled against the crevice of your cleavage.

"Looks like you're ready to be a mom." Steve joked aloud, meanwhile Heeseung kept sipping on his coffee, occasionally eyeing you from the corner of his sharp gaze.

"Noooo." you chuckled out. "I used to babysit for my neighbors, they had a baby that I would look after often." You explained, keeping eye contact on the baby's soft head as you gently palmed the back of it, rubbing the tip of your nose against it.

After some time went by, Steve and Lauren departed to spend a day in the old town, leaving you and Heeseung alone in the frat house. With all the other tenants away to enjoy the ongoing Spring festivals, the house was completely empty, and would be that way for the entire day.

"Can we go out for a walk?" you ask as Steve and Lauren walked out the door. Heeseung gently sets down his cup and issues a subtle nod. "Okay, I'm going to get my phone." you smiled out as you walked up the stairs, with him slowly following close by. Guess he needed to get something from upstairs as well.

He opens the door for you, a traditional habit, and allows you to walk in first. Halfway in the room, you barely caught your breath as you felt a sudden shift in motion with a firm lock around your waist. Nearly levitating you from off the ground, Heeseung swooped, and flung you on his bed, following suit and hovering over your body as you turn to face him. You stutter out a gasp from shock as your hair lays in a massive spread, with a few delicate strands across your face. There, you were met face to face with the devil.

His eyes dark, and his smirk was devious, but you could tell by the minor shine in his iris, he didn't swap over to his other side. The bill of his hat kept the shadow to grace over his face as he stares down. With one hand gripping your shoulder, the other reaches up and starts to pull the string tie at the front of your dress. He pulls, dreadfully slow as you feel the flap of your scoop neckline coming undone; one by one, he pulls each string until the opening was completely loosened. Your nipples peek from beneath the expanded laced string as your dress holds its remaining form. The hem was rolled slightly up from the swing of his strength when he threw you on the bed, exposing those thigh high stockings in full. Chuckling deeply, he pulls the last string on your dress as he spoke out in a shallow tone. "Does my girl want to be a mommy?"

You shook your head subtly. You were just being helpful, there was no way you thought about having children, besides, it was far too early considering you were still in your first year of college, not to mention you were still on birth control.

"N-no..."

"Mm...I think you do." he responds in an antagonizing manner and gently shifts the pieces of hair away from your face. He props himself steady with his palm plastered on your collarbone, and raising his body to rests on his knee caps. There, he takes advantage of your already spread thighs, and reaches in under your dress to scoot your lace panties off to the side. Once you were completely exposed to the cool air, he reaches in and with flickering fingertips, he tickles the sensitive flesh in between your plush folds. You gasp and moan out soft giggles, as did he. With a dark chuckle and biting down his lip, he remains propped to display the full sight of his abdominal region, where you admired the view of his hand reaching down, gently unzipping his black trousers, and his strong veiny hands fishing out the massive and swollen muscle that caused you to gasp at the mere sight of it. You reached up, grabbing onto his forearm as he remained on your collarbone, feeling his thumb swiping over the contours of the bone. Anticipating for what he was going to do, you felt yourself riddling with a burning sense of desire and passion.

You watched as the girth of his shaft and the bulbous tip disappear under the material of your dress as he leans in, and feeds it through, piercing your fleshy barrier until it finally makes its way in. He buries his face into the crook of your neck and speaks against your skin, "no more taking birth control."

"Uh...uh huh...."

"I wanna hear you say it."

"I-I'll get....get off it..."

"Let me take care of you....let me fuck you."

"Mm...mmhmm..."

He raises his form and once more, he props himself up by the extension of his forearm and palm planted beside your head on the bedspread. With his strong hand, he raises it as the tips of his fingers drag along your skin. Gently, with his fingers gracefully wrapping around your throat, he gives a faint squeeze, just enough to make you gasp a separate moan. With a dark and devilishly handsome smile, he gleams under the shadow of his hat; there it was...that eerie and rather handsome smile of malice and passion formulates on that face of his.

"Ready?"

You nod somewhat hesitantly. Bracing for intense pleasure, you knew all too well what was about to come, especially when feeling the throbbing sense of his tip as it barely lies inside you. "Y-yes...yes daddy..." you whispered, grabbing hold of his wrist as you prepare for a momentum that is unlike anything this world could replicate.

"Yeah?...come here, let’s do this, mommy."

> : )

[jocelynscrazyideas]

Missed | Ethan Edwards x Fem!reader

Warnings: language, smut? Breeding kinks (spitting, slapping, and pet names),

Summary: ethan takes you back home, and you guys celebrate the new coming summer season with eachother before you left for Utah.

💭: first time writing for ethan!!!

NOT PROOF READ

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Finals are starting, summers kicking in. Graduation is coming.

Spring time sucks. Rainfall everyday, hot humid nights, warm bodies laying next to another.

Warm air heating my neck as I sit in his bed.

Ethan’s massive legs take a hold over my hips. Lying over me, his whole body rests ontip of me. He seems completely relaxed and comfortable, I don’t move for his sake.

No blankets needed, fans on settting five, cold air blowing at me, windows are open, the dorm room provided by campus is so smalll, crammed, hot. Mark shares one with Ethan, and I of course as Ethan’s girlfriend have to hear both of them snore.

I reach my hand out to find the top of eddys headboard. I grab my AirPods and set them in my ear. I blast Ethan’s song he plays everytime we hangout.

I just told Ethan that I’ll be going to Utah for a week with my family, if he wanted, he is more than welcome to come. Of course, he said no.

After school ends fully, I won’t see him. I’m sure he’ll be out in Ohio with the rest of the umich team. Every morning when I sleepover in the boys room, Phil sends me a text asking if mark and Ethan are awake.

Everytime, it’s “no.”

Phil always works out with these two, they go to the yost training center, and I normally go out with Farah and Khi.

I move Ethan’s arm over my shoulder so I can breathe easier, he moves his head and grunts in pain.

“Ow. Fuck, y/n. My arm. My back. Shit- fuc- ow!” Ethan moans out. He rubs his eyes and kissed me on my cheek. The song replays and replays and replays.

“Is that Glory box? Give me a side.” Ethan takes an AirPod out of my ear, he stuffs it into his fitting ear and listens to our sex song.

He lays on his belly and I get up to straddle over him. On my knuckles I rub out his back. Apparently, I was poking his back all night with my knee. Wrong.

It’s 7:38, mark and Farah are still sleeping. Ethan rolls over and just stand up on his bed. Letting cool air take my body. Ethan grabs my hand, helping me down his bed. Swiftly, he stuff his head into a shirt.

I wear a black sports bra and pink shorts from lululemon. Matching Eddy. He wears this hot pick shirt, and black shorts. To cover his bad bed head he sets a hat over his head and he walks me to me car.

I have a house that I share with my friends, Hara, Piper and Elly. Ethan drives me in my car back to my house. We arrive, taking my hand Ethan walks me to my door. I unlock the front door with my keys and head inside. Ethan isn’t supposed to be around anymore, because he got into it with Pipers boyfriend- Ryan, he goes to MSU.

I sneak Ethan upstairs into my bathroom. He lays on my bed while I brush my teeth and he watches me, we talk while I get my hair ready for the day.

“Do you want to shower?” He asks me, he gets up, walking towards me. Pressing his shaft into my hips. Connections like a puzzle. I need him with me right here and right now.

Without hesitation he takes me and turns me around. He walks towards the shower and turns it to burning hot water.

“You know I prefer it cold when we fuck.” I whine. I kiss him with my fresh breath.

Letting the water heat up I tell him to brush his teeth, get his hair ready for me to massage in the shower after we have fun.

“Y/n! You home?” Hara yells for me as she walks into my room. She lends a knock into my door as she stands next to my closet door. Looking into the bathroom she said she saw my car outside and was wondering if I made it home.

“Oh, hey dev.” Hara nods over at Ethan.

“Looking good H. How’s Will doing?” Ethan making conversation as he looks at himself in the mirror. He fixes up his hair, brushing through it.

“You look yummy.” I say whispering into his ear. I stand on my tiptoes, letting me heart set into my stomach. “Hey Ra-ra, can you grab me a coffee and a sandwich from down the street? I’ll give you money.” I ask Hara.

I’m starving.

Starving for Ethan, and actual food.

The steam covers the mirror and hara leaves to grab my food. Ethan locks the door of my bedroom and my bathroom. He throws his clothes off. He slips his boxers off. I can see his hard cock. I’m not sure what had him turned on, but he’s getting me horny.

I’m his, he’s mine.

“Turn.” He instructed me. I turn around. “Arms.”

I lift my arms. Standing in T position, Ethan slides my bra off, the sports bra off, he slowly sets his hand into my shorts. Sliding them off, he seees I’ve gone commando. No thong, nothing under.

Bare skin, body to body.

His brown hair, Al over my shoulders. Ethan’s marks all over my shoulders.

Hickeys, screams, pleasure, and release.

He takes me into the shower. The hot water hits my hair, my body jolts up in energy. Ethan takes my hand and places it onto his lower abdomen. Just above his cock, that slapped against his torso, my hand slips down onto his balls as I lower myself into my knees.

Ethan leans back onto the shower walls, my head leans back, looking up, I get excited myself.

Ethan grips ibto my hair. My head feeling the pressure of his hold, I rest my hands onto his cock. I kick my lips to give myself to prepare.

I lick the tip of Ethan, and he hits his head against the wall, he lifts his hips towards my mouth. I shoved half of his dick into my mouth.

I suck, I lick, I jerk.

Taking my empty left hand and start massaging his balls, whispering his name. Ethan groans and smiles. Smirks. Laugh. My right hand holding into his other half of his cock. In a swift motion I jerk him off and lick the tip.

Letting him cum into my mouth I lift his cock up. After letting him release into me, I stand up, kissing him I use my tounge to distribute his cum back into his mouth.

His swallows his substance. Taking me, he grips into my hips, dipping me in the shower. He kisses me from my neck down to my knees. I feel his warm spit all over my body. The shower pricks at my feet. The water hits my ass, Ethan picks me up.

He holds me up and he pushes me against the wall. He sticks his hard cock inside of me. The water no longer hits me, but reaches his back. He groans in the disbelief. Still as ethan lifts me, he holds me up, giving me time to take him in.

“oh my gid. You feel so good.” He doesn’t stop his movement. He lowers me down to the ground. My toes touch the wet floor of the shower.

He grunts as he pulls out. I look down to the ground, he cummed a second time. I still need to be relaxed.

Ethan sits me down on the ledge of my shower that holds my shampoo and conditioner. I can feel the cold of the tile on my ass. Ethan spits out water from the shower head all over me. He sets me back. My legs over his shoulders. He sicks his penis inside of me.

“Too bi-“ I exasperated as I feel him inside of me. He thrusted one time and fitted everything inside. I look down to his chest, his abs contract every time he hits my bottom. He takes one of my breast and holds it in his hands while he takes his motions smoothly. Not stopping ethan lifts his head back.

“You’ve taken it before princess.” Ethan takes my nipple and twists it between his index finger and thumb. I feel my release coming.

“Baby. I’m coming.” I yell out. I’m sure our neighbors can hear us.

He bangs his hand above me on the wall. He thrusts faster, and harder.

“Keep it in.”

“You’re such a slut for me.”

“Whore”.

~

After our fun, I sit Ethan down on the ledge he fucjed me on. I washed his hair. And I finished cleaning myself up. Ethan runs out of the shower to grab us a towel. He comes back dry. I turn the knob off.

The water stops. “You’re gonna miss me when I leave!” I yell out as he opens the door to the shower.

He gives me the towel he used to dry off. He smiles as he walks me back to the bed. I wrapped my hair in the towel and I sit dry, in the bed. Waiting for ethan to join.

“I have to go.” He said.

Um, hell no.

“No, I’m leaving next week. You aren’t leaving to go play on your X box or whatever you have.” I fight with him.

“No I have to go because the snobs car is outside.” He said as he sliddd in his clothes.

The “snob” is that guy from MSU that Piper is dating.

“And no, I’m not going to miss you. After today it’ll feel like you’ll be with me all day everyday.” He walks out of my room.

Hara walks into my room with my coffee and sandwich. “Where is he going? I thigh you guys were having fun. I mean it sounded like it.” She mentioned.

Dman.

“No he had to leave. And yeah, we had fun.” I laughed.

~

I left for Utah. It’s been two days since I’ve arrived. Ethan’s sent me texts like all day.

“I miss you so much.”

“You should leave and come to me.”

“I should just suprise you one day.”

~

I walk out of my burning bedroom door.

Summer is finally here. My mom called me, telling me something special came for me. Weird.

I see my brown haired boy. I run into his arms.

“I’ve missed you.” He wishers into my ear. “Shower later?” He laughs as he takes me down from our hug.

he missed me.

[notti-stellate]

Little sister

Summary: just a small blurb of Ethan and your little sister.

a/n: I would say expect some more Ethan stuff from me but we all know how fast I jump from character to character.

“Ethan!” My sister squealed ,running to hug him when she saw us walk through the door.

“Hello to you too,” I said sarcastically. 

This happened everytime we came home from college. As much as I acted like it annoyed me I absolutely adored the relationship between two of my favorite people, my boyfriend and my baby sister.

Anna took a quick liking to Ethan the first time I brought him home with me for spring break, practically begging to sit next to him at dinner. Ever since then each time I would bring my friends home with me to visit my parents Anna would spend as much time with him as she could.

“Oh she definitely has a crush on him,” My mom whispered to me as we watched Anna put on a mini fashion show with all her princess dresses.

“You’re just now realizing this,” I laughed, “the poor boy’s seen enough princess dresses to last him a lifetime.”

I smiled warmly as Ethan looked up at me from his place on the floor, giving me a grin of his own.

[elliepassmore]

Moon of the Crusted Snow review

5/5 stars Recommended if you like: post-apocalyptic stories, survival, Indigenous authors

I'd actually been thinking of rereading Desperate Times recently, so when I heard about this book my interest was piqued. It's another lights-out disaster book but based within a tribal community in Canada.

One thing that struck me out was the casualness of this book. Cell service and TV goes down, but that was common on the rez until recently, so no biggie. Internet down? Same thing. Power? Yup. The main character, Ethan, definitely gets that prickly feeling that something is off, but at the same time there's also that general "oh yeah, infrastructure is crapping out again" mood throughout the community. This is actually paralleled in the book with 'city living' and how people react there. Two younger men from the community were off at college and ended up traveling home after the power went out and so we actually get to hear about how things are going in other places, which I liked.

I also really liked how this book focused a lot on how the community dealt with things. This wasn't some every-man-for-himself (or himself and his family) situation. Or even one where survivors wander around until finally finding each other. From the get-go the focus is on ensuring the community, and in particular its most vulnerable members, are attended to and taken care of. It's a focus I appreciate and one I haven't seen much in disaster/apocalyptic books ( All the Water in the World is very community-oriented as well).

Evan himself is a pretty chill guy. He's not the leader of the community, but he is someone people turn to and he steps up and takes responsibility for things without really having to be asked. Like with the community-oriented aspect, I liked that the main character wasn't the leader of the group. I think it provides some distance from certain things and allows better perspective in regards to the overall situation. Evan is clearly someone who cares about his community and about his family. He's not particularly aggressive, but he's willing to become so if the situation necessitates it. I would have liked to see more of his family, his wife in particular was interesting to me since she helped with some of the kids' schooling (in Anishinaabemowin) and knew some stuff about medicine and traditional healing practices.

I would've liked to see more tension and talk around survival. The community had a pretty good store of food put away in the event something happened to cut them off from the city, but they know they'll run out eventually and I feel like there was not enough planning regarding how they were going to stretch their supply and/or function once it ran out. Teaching younger adults and teens how to hunt could've been a quick scene, and so would asking community members what kind of seeds they had, and it would've helped flesh out those practical aspects a little more.

Also, Evan mentioned at one point that there was enough food for 500 people for two years, but then later in the book they're worried it's going to run out before spring when they can plant. So my question is: How the hell did 300 people run through (more than) two years of food in 3-4 months?! I feel like there might be an implication of food stealing going on here, but it's not really made clear enough that that's actually what's going on vs. people being pressured into giving a certain character their food, leaving me wondering where all that food went.

I'll also say, the book does start jumping around a little in terms of the timeline, so that was a bit confusing. One chapter would end and then a new one would begin and have stuff changed without there being a clear indicator that time had elapsed. The first time jump was honestly the most jarring, the ones after that weren't as big a deal, but it did confuse me a bit.

[noobiestnoober]

Safe House (Ethan Winters X Reader)

🌄 “Safe House” – What happens when a man who gave everything gets a second chance to simply live?

A soft, healing take on Ethan Winters’ life after Village. In this cozy post-canon AU, he gets a second chance at peace—with you. Expect sleepy mornings, burnt breakfasts, kitchen mishaps, emotional healing, and the slow rebuilding of a heart that never stopped beating. 💛 A must-read for anyone who ever wished Ethan had more time to love—and be loved.

✨ For anyone who believes survival deserves softness.

📬 Requests open: Resident Evil • TVD • TO • Genshin

The morning sunlight streamed through the half-open curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the tiny kitchen you and Ethan now called your own. The scent of fresh dew clung to the air, mingling with the faint aroma of instant coffee and toasted bread. The kettle hissed quietly on the stove, the wooden floor creaked beneath your slippers, and Ethan sat at the table with sleep-tousled hair and a mug half-filled with coffee he hadn’t even sipped yet. Everything about the moment was achingly ordinary, yet it shimmered with the quiet brilliance of something sacred. Every second of this new life felt like a miracle—one he never expected to live long enough to witness.

You padded over to him in your oversized sweater, wrapping your arms gently around his broad shoulders and resting your chin atop his head. The warmth of his body soaked into your skin as you closed your eyes for a beat. “You spaced out again,” you murmured, the words more affectionate than accusing.

“I know.” His voice was thick with sleep and memory. “I’m still trying to remember what peace feels like. It’s… hard to believe this is real.”

You tightened your hold, your fingers lightly tracing the curve of his collarbone through the fabric. “You’ll get there, Ethan. One step at a time. There’s no rush. Just… be here. With me.”

He tilted his head slightly, meeting your gaze with those weary eyes. The pain was still there, buried beneath layers of healing skin and haunted silence—but there was something else now, too. A flicker of softness. Of trust. Of hope. Something slow and hesitant, like the first bloom of spring after a long, cruel winter.

“I never thought I’d get to have this,” he murmured, his voice so quiet it nearly dissolved into the morning air.

“You deserve more than this,” you replied, your thumb brushing over the shell of his ear. “But I’m selfish. I’ll settle for forever if it means waking up beside you.”

A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, small and crooked but real. He reached for your waist and gently pulled you into his lap, arms folding around you like he never wanted to let go. “Then let’s start forever with breakfast,” he said.

You raised an eyebrow. “Are you suggesting you’ll cook?”

“Possibly.” He gave you a mock-serious look. “If you let me use the stove without your intense supervision this time.”

You sighed dramatically, leaning into his chest. “Absolutely not. Last time you nearly set the kitchen towel on fire.”

“That was one time.”

“And that one time was traumatic,” you teased, poking his side.

He grinned—a real, warm grin that softened the harsh angles of his face. “Okay, okay. I’ll pour the juice. You handle the dangerous stuff.”

You slid off his lap with a laugh, nudging him playfully. Before you turned toward the counter, you pressed a quick kiss to his temple, lingering just long enough to feel him exhale. The two of you moved around the kitchen in quiet harmony—burning toast, spilling salt, laughing at nothing and everything. It wasn’t perfect. It didn’t need to be. It was enough.

Later, as you both sat down to a very questionable breakfast, Ethan reached for your hand across the table. His fingers trembled slightly, but his grip was firm. “Thank you,” he said, voice low. “For giving me something to come back to. For letting me try again.”

You squeezed his hand. “You don’t have to thank me. Just stay. That’s all I want.”

Outside, birds chirped beneath a pale blue sky. Inside, the kitchen filled with the scent of overcooked eggs, burnt toast, and laughter—a sound that hadn’t graced Ethan’s lips in far too long. A sound that felt like home. The kettle let out one final hiss as it settled into silence, echoing the peace that finally filled the room. And in that little safe house, tucked away from the world’s horrors and ghosts, Ethan Winters didn’t just survive. He began to live.

[traegorn]

So I talked about it before, but I've been on a bit of a creative push lately. Because of that... stuff is actually coming out. And if I don't tell you about it, how will you know to look for it? First off, my first (non-graphic) novel, The Witch and the Rose will be out soon. And when I say soon... I mean soon. As in before the end of the month of January. It will be available in both paperback and Kindle, and it's a bit different than the stuff I've written before. This falls squarely into the contemporary fantasy genre. We've got magic, we've got ghosts, we've got... some sex? Yeah, this one is a bit more 'mature' in content than anything else I've ever written. So, uh, keep that in mind. But it's fun, and I liked writing it. And (as people who follow me likely already know) I'm deep into writing sequels. The other announcement is that Peregrine Lake is finally happening. I announced this comic in 2019... and then it just didn't materialize. The big change here is that I'm no longer drawing it. I'm still writing it, but I've handed art duties over to the incredibly talented Ethan Flanagan ( @wistfolie ). Their art pairs with this story a thousand times better than what I would have been able to draw, and I'm super excited. Right now we're targeting a spring release (though that may shift). But I genuinely love everything we've been working on for it, and I think you will too. So yeah, that's what's happening.

[stuffforme2]

I seriously need to get back into writing and I ACTUALLY HAVE TIME NOW so I'm probs gonna redo some of my fanfic ideas that I dropped becuz I got curve stomped by NZ Ncea constantly changing but I'm hoping to eb able to do

Ethan and Jason in Tartarus

A few jason one shots (just a book of jaosn one shots lmaoo)

Maybe an oliver spring story about him trying to find himself while a teen

Possibly a Michael holden fanfic going into depth about how he's not okay

And if anyone else has ideas or stuff they'd like to appear in these fanfics let me know :]

[10hourshift]

Hi, this post will come before the lore dump posts for Spring and Deuz. This is a quick analysis to their characters and a general explanation to the changes I made to them (and because I like to ramble for things like that xd)

- Spring

He's a homeless, illiterate *checks notes* 17 year old, who finds himself in the situation he lives in because of a series of unfortunate events (that he doesn't have control of). But, despite all of this he still fights for a better life for himself and the ones he cares for (that being Meg and Fox), either working as a way to sustain himself, teaching himself to read and write, or looking out for the other's two well being.

This makes his character a very self reliant, caring, and hardworking one, that he doesn't let circumstances define him, he is a compassionate and kind person, and some may take advantage of him for that, but he doesn't mind because of his inherent kindness.

So, what changed?

The first, most obvious, change was making him Golden's (Julian) older brother, as a way to reflect on Julian's storyline (and bc they kinda look alike idk), and I also made a 180 turn on his character so he's now a rich, gifted kid who runs away from home at 19 (and now is 21), again, to play a little bit with his character.

Though,even with all this I wanted to keep his kindness towards others (especially those who he sees like they need his help, like his brother), but in a more immature way, where he doesn't know how to properly express his feelings and the reasoning behind his actions; he's reckless, a little careless, and stupid. Again, some people may take advantage of his naivety, and recklessness. But he doesn't let his mistakes get to him, and every time he falls he gets up again,some might call this determination, though it's more like stubbornness from his part.

In general, the changes are more to his living condition, than to his character itself, for three reasons. Firstly: because I felt like he was getting a little too disconnected from other characters, so I tied him with Julian (and Joy) making them family. Secondly: because I don't like the "parents not in the picture" trope. And finally: because I think it would be a cool idea if Spring's character traits were something he HAD to build for himself, rather than just being part of him from the beginning.

- Deuz

Deuz is the leader of the nightmares, he basically built his group into what it is, they perform sometimes but also, they harass other teens on the street. Beyond that, their story is kind of up to interpretation

(just now I realized that in S2 they are finally seen in school (mind you, wearing school uniforms and actually going to classes) and one of them say it's because of a school program to "help the less fortunate" or smth like that (I think this is why spring also starts to go to school) but if they had just entered school, why were they in the camp with the other students??? Idk. I'm getting off topic)

His character (and the others nightmares too, but mainly him imo) is a VERY contradictory one. On one side, we have a guy who was tired of being taken advantage of and decides to rebel against others (mainly someone like his dad or smth as seen in the song), and helps other escape from their own bad situations, making a group where they all can truly rely on each other through thick and thin, and and making a space to support their individual growth as people (<- kinda making up this last part up BUT I'm pretty sure is Deuz the one who makes the other two behave when they are students). But on the other side, we have a character who enjoys to bully others who he sees smaller than him, and is used as some sort of "villain" if the story needs one. He's prone to violence and intimidating others, and he never seems ashamed or sorry about this behavior.

I'm not going to count the dissonance of his traits as a fault of his character, since this is an issue with any character that edoo has made to be an antagonist, but still, he is an antagonist and we have to acknowledge that he has made bad stuff™ (not even to "make him responsible" for them or whatever, he can be a bad person, as a treat)

(Fuck I almost forgot about another thing about him that makes me think a lot. His relationship with Meg (omg!!). It gets mentioned ONCE and never addressed again (not a weird thing to happen I know). But god, this song is the closest we've got to connecting both sides from his character. He loves Meg, he resents her for their breakup, though, he's still kind of civil about it bc he cares about her. Also, here it's the most vulnerable he has been shown. Idk. I think his character could be explored better from this story)

What changed?

To be honest, I didn't really change a lot of things that already were in his character for others, I just added some stuff here and there and made some adjustments to his story to fit with the other characters, and to play around with his story. I wanted to make the connection between that angry, rebel bully and the cool, confident leader. Kind of like with Spring, where he grows up to be the latter.

The most radical changes to him are that he has a family, and like, responsibilities with them that affect other parts of his life; and that the nightmares are a recent thing and not something he makes from his early years (he's still part of some gangs n stuff but all that's for later).

Again, the changes here are thought out to fit a certain evolution of his character, and to explore some stuff that was shown for his character but in a different context. The full thing I'm planning for him will be in a different post though :9

[seattledaytwo]

🍒

what do you think true colors should've had, but didn't? apart from the obvious stuff like medical accuracy and more focus on powers.

OOH I like this question (and I have a lot of gripes lmao BUT I will stick to one for now 😅)

I've mentioned it before (I think!), but honestly just some more quiet moments with Alex and the residents of Haven. So much happens offscreen and I think that's what kills the pacing of the chapters!! Like Alex is going to Char's house for dinner, she's babysitting Ethan, she's hanging out with Riley, gaming with Steph, biking with Ryan....

And we see NONE of it! 😭

It would have been so nice to see some of these events happening (even if it was just cutscenes or something) to show

a.) the passage of time (bc I ALWAYS had to orient myself with texts as soon as a new chapter started bc I had no idea where tf we were in the timeline)

b.) The developing relationships between Alex and everyone else. I really stand by the belief that both romance options should have had at least one "hangout" type situation before the Spring Fest. Like we get the cutey proposal during the LARP (and I think you can call Ryan cute and flirt a little?) but besides that, we don't really get to have any autonomy with the relationships until the game is almost over!! I really would have liked to see more of that.

BUT the good news is, the lack of hangouts canon gives us leaves room for a whole lot of potential fic concepts 👀

[bitchinbarzal]

We should talk abt Milo and Tates baby situation.

I’ve been itching to hear the outcome :)

Tate tells Milo about the baby.

Tatum had bad timing, she knew this. Why had she waited until the night before his NHL draft to tell him?

She couldn’t hold it in any longer.

They’d been out to dinner with their families in Toronto to celebrate Milo, Tate had been quiet all night which didn’t go unnoticed by her mom.

Back at the hotel, Milo was setting out his stuff for the big day while Tate sat on the bed nervously playing with the hem of her pyjama shorts.

“Hey Milo?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you c’mere a second?” She asks, the trembling in her voice not hidden well.

“Babe I’m kind of-“

“It’s important” she mumbles, bordering on tears. Milo hears this and drops what he’s doing.

When he walks in and sees her so upset his face is covered with concern “T what’s-“

She just says it, right out “I’m pregnant”

His mouth drops open “You’re what?”

Tate is shaking her head, like she’s trying to convince herself it’s not real “I’m so sorry Milo, I’m sorry I-“

“Are you serious right now, Tatum?” The use of her full name hurts her heart “I’m literally about to get drafted in the NHL, I’m first overall projected! And you spring this on me?!”

“I didn’t want to keep this in any longer! Milo I didn’t mean to ruin anything!”

He sighs, hand running over his face “Well you have! You’ve ruined this night, my draft, my life! We can’t have a baby Tate, I don’t want to have a baby with you!”

Tatum felt like she had been punched in the gut, the boy she’d been in love with since they were little just told her he didn’t want to have their baby.

“W-what?”

“Will you just leave please? I need a minute” Milo snapped, walking away again.

“Milo we need to-“

“You need to leave, Tate!”

She didn’t reply, curling in on herself she picked up her purse and made her way out the room.

Tate called her mom for her room number and made her way up, welcomed with open arms

“What happened, babygirl?”

She sniffles into her moms chest while Ethan watches on in concern

“I messed up momma”

“There’s nothing we can’t fix, Tatertot” Ethan reminds her from the other side of the bedroom.

She lifts her head from her moms chest and looks at her parents “even if I’m pregnant?”

Both of them are rendered speechless for a moment until she adds “and the dad doesn’t want it? Or me?”

Something inside Ethan snaps, the similar feeling he had when Ryan told her mom she would be alone to raise Tatum.

Ethan growls “I’m going to kill him” and starts taking off

“Dad, no!” Tate begs “Don’t do this he’s already so angry at me”

Ethan doesn’t listen, making his way out of the room and down the hall to bang on Luke’s door.

“Hughes open up!”

Luke’s half asleep when he opens the door to face his teammate “Dude it’s-“

“Tate’s pregnant”

“What?!” Milo’s mom gasps from behind her husband.

“And Milo wants nothing to do with her he’s said, we’re taking Tatum home I suggest you speak to your son. You and I both know the lengths I will go through to make sure he takes responsibility” and walks away.

The Hughes’ look down the hallway to Tatum, still sobbing and broken hearted while she looked at Milo’s parents and cried out

“I’m so sorry, I’m sorry!”

Back in their room, Milo’s parents were mumbling back and forth about what to do.

“I’m going to kill him Luke!”

“Babe let’s just take a minute and discuss this” he tries to reason with his wife who isn’t having it.

“Our son, our son! The little boy who didn’t have a father for a whole year of his life and lived with his, also teenage mother at University has decided to do that to his girlfriend? I’m not having it Luke, we raised him better than this”

“The additional stress on this week probably clouded his judgement ok? He’s got a big day tomorrow, I’m going to go speak to Tate, i’ll get her another room and she can stay and calm down. We’ll speak to them in the morning but nobody is calm enough right now to have this discussion”

They agreed that’s what would happen, but by the time Luke got to the Edwards’ room they were gone.

When Milo woke up on his draft morning looking for Tate, his face fell to find his mom and dad telling him his girlfriend had gone home and wouldn’t be by his side tonight.

“I messed up” he admitted, his little sister now scowling at him too “but I don’t think I want this baby”

[thevoidstaredback]

Hi i don't know if you take writing requests but if you do could you write a villain with mind reading powers?

I most definitely will take writing requests! Though, I won't write anything that makes me uncomfortable. Villains, though, I can do.

I will warn that this is gonna have some heavy topics, so here's your Content Warning: Affair outside wedlock, intense invasions of privacy, briefly implied transphobia, threats/execution of threats against a school/students

You wanted a villain, so here's a tragic villain with a backstory. Lemme know what you think🖤

(Like all my stories, this is not beta read/peer reviewed)

The Outlier

Max had known since he was a kid that he was special; stranger than other kids. For as long as he could remember, he was different; the outlier.

The first give away was the way his parents looked at him. Side eyes when they thought he wasn't looking. Whispers when they thought he couldn't hear. Smiles that didn't seem genuine, and only got faker as he got older.

The second tell was the looks he got from other kids. Girls weren't supposed to like the colour blue. Girls weren't supposed to like action figures and bugs. Good thing he's not a girl, then.

The third, and biggest thing, was that he could hear voices. They didn't usually talk to him directly, and were mostly whispers in the wind. When he told his parents, they told him it was cute to have imaginary friends. His parents were his parents, so they must've been right when they said he'd grown out of them.

But the voices didn't go away. They only got louder.

By the time he was ten years old, he could match the voices in his head to those of his classmates. The one always thinking about how cute Joshua is was Cindy's voice. The one constantly thinking about lunch and recess was Ethan.

All of the voices were so mundane and never really strayed from their normal thoughts. The bigger voices, though, the voices of adults, were interesting to listen to.

His teacher, Mrs. Kingston, only ever had three topics on her mind: Anticipation to get away from her students, her next lesson, or how cute Mr. Spring - who is not her husband - was.

Shame. Max liked this teacher. Oh, well.

As Max got older, the voices got louder, but he could still ignore them as though they were white noise. He'd even managed to figure out how to focus on one voice, making it louder while the rest faded out.

That's how he found out, in middle school, that the eighth grade chemistry teacher, Ms. Adam, was planning to blow the joint. Literally.

Her class had been working with some chemicals that, while mixed in small, were harmless, but were deadly in large amounts.

She, apparently, was on a downward spiral and no one knew anything. Well, almost no one. Max had known Ms. Adam was going through some stuff, but he'd always filtered her out. Not his circus, not his monkey.

Regardless, he needed to tell someone. If he didn't, then the whole school would be blown up by the end of tomorrow! As much as he hated school, he had grown attached to some of the people here. Besides, he quite liked living in spite of everyone he didn't think he deserved to. It was funny to watch them turn red.

Maybe that should've been the first red flag.

The second the bell rang, he was in the halls and quickly moving to the principal's office. He'd know what to do! He's an adult! He's the adult in charge of the rest of the adults, so they had to listen to him!

But adults don't believe children. Children don't know any better. Children don't know anything.

But Max did. Max knee everyone. Max knew people and their thoughts better than anyone else. And Max knew, for a fact, that the adults had failed him.

He managed to get thirty-two students out and to the far side of the field before the building went up in flames.

It was that event that ultimately brought him to where he now was.

He'd always been a smart kid, using other people's inner dialogues on top of his own knowledge to get things done. In a year, he amassed a following of other kids. Kids that had been failed by adults. Kids that shouldn't have had to grow up before their time. Kids who had only ever wanted to be kids.

Together, they grew. Together, they quietly took over the crime ring in the city. Together, the planned for expansion into the world. Now, together, they would take over the city. Then, together, they would work to take over the country.

If the adults were going to fail the children, then there was no need for them. The system was broken by adults who intended for their children to fix it, so the children were going to fix it. Adults had no place in the new system.

Max became The Outlier. The children he'd taken on as his own, despite being younger than a lot of them, became The Mavericks. Adults all over had become The Unwanted.

The Outlier would not allow The Mavericks to kill. He would rather have the blood haunting his nightmares for all eternity than to let even a drop stain the hands of a child. A group of older kids, however, disagreed. They named themselves Bohemians and they became his generals. They became the kill order. And The Mavericks never knew execution.

There were some who opposed the ordered death of The Unwanted, but they were few and far between. If they spoke too loudly, they became a part of the Court. They spoke in favor of adults, acting as their jury when brought before The Outlier and Bohemians. They never won a case.

Max had made it known, when he had taken over the city, that it was adults that had failed him - them - so it was adults that would pay.

Children were innocent, unable to do any wrong. They were to be protected from the people that would only continue to fail them.

But, quietly, in the privacy and secrecy of his room, Max dreaded the day he'd grow up. It's inevitable, he know, but he still fears that he'd become like them. He didn't want to be an adult because he didn't want to fail anyone.

Storyboard

[wrathful-and-sullen]

@mould-girl

"mould.... Way Ethan was brought back....it didn't seem hard to do ..I..I just don't want to be alone.." Evie without relizing hugged Karl sniffling and crying.... "I'm sorry she did this to you because of me I'm sorry"

Karl flinched, embarrassingly enough. He held her back a bit, observing her at arms length through tired gray eyes. He wiped away her tears with rough, dirty thumbs and grimaced, unsure of what else he could possibly do to ease the girl's mind.

"C'mon, kid. I don't want an apology from you, it's not like you did anything. Apologies are useless at this point. Do you want to keep staying here, or is there a town nearby where we can make a home? I'll say this now--minus the little mold problem, this is probably as good a place as any to sleep and gain our bearings. Is there a well in back? If not, I know where we can get spring water. How do you get food and stuff like that?"

[miralyk]

oh lore for your nuzlockes???? i'm curious, what's on ur mind for " crosslocke " and characters like ethan

(the original drawing in question w reblogs turned off and what may have incited this ask)

AUGH sorry for not getting to this asap bc my house's power (and thus my progress finishing and uploading charm/sticker art) is still being fixed atm, but i have a lot on my mind!! this'll at least be an interesting read to hopefully have you guys interested and spend time biding on atm, so i won't put this under the cut.

crosslocke is basically just what i call "crossover" nuzlockes i've played and talked about before with friends; two years ago i was bored during spring break and wanted to play an omega ruby nuzlocke to be more interesting -> thus nicknamed everyone i caught after resident evil characters bc i was hyperfixated on the franchise at the time, and what started as a jokey theme ended up being "wait these ideas w how both pokemon/re click together are actually cooking", so it ended up being a pretty thorough au!

for my personal crosslocke runs, basically it's a gijinka and/or mystery dungeon sort of au where everyone's pokemon people, haha; my trainersona's a shiny zorua/zoroark with aura powers exploring the various regions, and meet other people and how they manifest both their pokemon powers and aura in unique ways. so far i have 4 crosslockes, so i'll summarize their concepts and what they're crossed over with:

rising ruby (enhancement hack for omega ruby) x "resident evil" = an aurapocalypse where instead of a biological infection, it's aura being mutated,, a new twist to re's viruses due to how chi philosophy, which overlaps both the physical and spiritual, work in people and the environment's aura. it's played both for comedy and drama, like ethan coming back, Again, but as an aura-mutated Ghost zombie,, But also still unaware of his new infected state until everyone starts screaming at his new look lmao

eternal x (enhancement hack for x) x "kingdom hearts" = the crosslocke world is one world that's an "unreality" like quadratum to the kh world, and explores how magic and light/fairy-types vs darkness/dark-types play out,, along with how technology that integrates such magic can either aid or abuse (eg kh's synthesized ultima weapon and pokemon's engineered ultimate weapon have some similarities, don't you think)

prismatic moon (enhancement hack for ultra moon) x "jojo's bizarre adventure" = after the reality-warping events of the resident evil and kingdom hearts crosslockes that tampered with the natural order/balance of aura, ultra wormholes open up to different realities and timelines, in which kao cooperates with various jojo characters "eyes of heaven"-style, esp given her unique circumstances of not being a stand user, but a hamon an aura user able to still perceive/interact with stands + directly control aura in general, which stand users are incapable of doing

sv+ (enhancement hack for scarlet) x one piece academy/gakuen, the spinoff au manga = kao's aura powers are basically seen as conqueror's haki when roped into an alliance with the straw hats to uncover mysteries of not just the academy's treasure hunt, but phenomena like terastalizing and area zero. again like any other crosslocke, mostly for fun, but there's still drama due to the game events, hooh boy LMAO

depending on how retelling these stories would go (realistically, maybe something like a "story recap/analysis video essay" and jaiden animations way of regaling stories to summarize the au and whatever's drawn for them), i'm open to playing more crosslockes and talking about them not to just friends in private, but publicly online! depending on how pokemon legends Z-A turns out, it could be crossed over with assassin's creed (given the precedence of isu technology and the overlap of ancient technology w history and humanity), stuff like that ( ´ ∀｀;; )

what i like most about crosslocke is how it funnily enough ended up being a fun and experimental thing like nuzlocke comics and the dnd-esque culture of drawing and artistically interpreting your personal gameplay + sharing the experiences with others, not to mention how it accidentally also became a homage to the very first nuzlocke (comic) itself,, a guy being bored with pokemon and thus played a nuzlocke naming everyone after pop culture icons/characters, especially the titular nuzlocke being a nuzleaf named after john locke from lost.

given the circumstances of the world and my personal life, i don't want to put all my eggs in one basket investing (too much) in these nuzlocke aus, but we'll see how it goes; i love unique ways of experiencing stories and sharing them, and especially as someone who has a lot of personal experience and friends with nuzlocke comics, something that's very underrated today, it'd be a lot of fun to at least try out a little in the future if things are able!

[k1d---c0re]

✮ Kidcore Collective ✮

☻ Collective name - Kid//Clown ☻

☺︎ Collective pronouns - They/Star ☺︎

☻ Collective identities - Nonbinary+Fictionkin ☻

☺︎ WE ARE A SIDESYSTEM ☺︎

✰ BYF - we are a pro-endo traumagenic system, we prefer to keep seperate from the other sidesystems in this body, we are proship but NOT darkship (we basically believe no one deserves to be harassed over ships, no matter if they're illegal and uncomfortable, we believe in blocking triggering stuff and moving on). We support nunununu. ✰

✩ NO DNI! - follow your own! ✩

✮ ALTER SIGNOFFS ✮

🩷🌈 - Kattarina - shi/hyr

💙🐍 - Hannah/Ethan - he/she

🌈🎨 - Ami - th☆y/them

💜🎧 - Elijah - he/him, Ey/em

🍃🪻 - Flora - she/fawn/blossom/spring

🔥⛓️‍💥 - Kyro - he/blaze

🧨💊 - Millie - they/she/xe

👁💖 - Mya - they/them

🪦🗡 - Slate - they/he/it/rock/grave/pebble

🍓🍰 - Mona - she/shy/moo/berry/shi

🎮🎉 - Kassidy - they/she

🔴🖌 - Callie - She/they

🐼❤️ - Nadiya - she/her - LITTLE!

👾🎸 - Derek - he/him - LITTLE!

👑🫧 - Derpy - they/them - LITTLE!