for @knotfodder

"Come in" Ethan remarked as he sat in his office on campus, just going over some papers as his eyes drifted up to a familiar face, Eros - one of his students. Ethan taughed literature of all things and given that Eros was a med student he likely was just taking his classes for fun...or for other reasons. "And what can I do for you Mister Staves?" Ethan remarked, a completely neutral expression as he leaned back in his chair. He'd be a fool not to notice the way his student had been looking at him recently, but then again given the confidence of the young man he was hardly surprised he was being so obvious.

THE DE LEON HOUSE w/ @ethanmendoza​

It’s her weekend with Calliope and her parents decided to go visit some family in Mexico so it was just her and the baby all weekend. Catalina rocks the infant in her arms, laying her carefully into the crib. Her gaze focuses on the baby for a few seconds until she hears a knock on the door. Her brows furrowing as she turns her head to look over at her bedroom door. Who could that be? She glances towards the clock to see it’s only eight-thirty which it feels like it should have been way later with how much it felt like putting Calli down tonight was a fight. She takes a few soft steps back until she’s out of the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. She walks over to the end table by the couch, plucking up the baby monitor as she heads to the front door. 

Truly, she’s not sure who it could be because usually Scott sends a text if he ever comes over. She reaches for the locks, unlocking it and grabbing the knob to pull open the door. She sees Ethan standing there, her eyes narrowing for a second because she’s trying to figure out when the last time she saw him was. I love you, Cat. And I know it’s not enough. It’s never been enough. It’ll never be enough. But you know what? Neither does he. Inhaling, it’s hard to believe it has been a few months since she had seen him but she figured it was basically out of respect given the whole new mother thing. She grabs his arm and pulls him into the house. “Come in but stay quiet.” She still doesn’t have an answer for him because the one thing she had been focused on was making sure her and Scott could co-exist together as parents.

“Well well, there’s no surprise.” Seeing Ethan only confirmed a doubt Enzo had about a certain no-humanity vampire or maybe that had changed since the Halloween events. “It only goes to show that putting your neck on the line, rather literally, saved us all.” 

@justxethan​

open to: males, any age. (possibly more than one muse)

connection: neighbour, delivery guy, handyman, date, burglar, whatever you want!

note: can either be played for darker or lighter themes.

“Lost your way a little did you?” Ethan questioned as he stood at the top of the stairs leading down to the basement and in the doorway as he looked down at the other who was currently at the bottom of the stairs. The basement revealed for what it truly was - a lair filled with depravity from St Andrew’s Crosses, human sized cages, benches and tables with various chains and restraining devices attached to them. Walls lined with various toys and instruments, the lighting low other than the few specific areas with more vibrant red and blue lighting. This wasn’t so much a basement as it was a dungeon.

SOME ROOFTOP June 29th w/ @ethan-andrews​

Kate stood on the rooftop, looking out towards the small town of Oceanside. It was hard to believe a strike had been made and she was going to have to remain more alert than she ever had been before. She wasn’t even sure she would have time to get distracted by certain individuals or her family. She brushed her tongue along her lower lip as she turned her head to look over to see Ethan carrying a bowl of water balloons. “Is this what you called me out here for?” She reached out, plucking one out. “A water balloon fight?”

closed starter for @overnightheartbeats​ based on the seventh bullet here

The mission was to make her smile. After the rough breakup she just had, he knew she needed to help her someway, somehow. So Ethan decided to take her on a long drive to a quiet beach he knows. It was working. They were laughing and singing loudly to her playlist. He figured she’d appreciate having the aux cord so that she could listen to whatever she felt like. He was too busy to be both the DJ and the driver anyway. He was immersed into belting a song when he’d realized his duet partner had stopped singing altogether. His eyes shift from the road to the passenger seat, only to find her staring at him. “What?” he asked, smile falling. Oh no. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Ta da!” Diana announced with a flourish, hitting the button that illuminated the Christmas lights she had hung up outside the Young house. It had been her day off, and she had spent the bulk of it decorating Ethan’s house for when he got home. “Okay, maybe I should have asked first, but I knew you’d be busy and thought it would be a nice surprise. Besides, my apartment is too high up to put all these lights outside.” Christmas was always her favourite time of year, and luckily, her best friend happened to have a house that more than made up for fact the most she could do in her own place was string up some tinsel. “What do you think? Do you like it?” 

Ethan and Heather, Heather and Ethan, a solid pair but not in that way. The two had just spent so much time at the same high brow social events they usually ended up slipping off to play drinking games with expensive Dom Perignon and other activities that would probably be frowned upon. Still it kept things interesting that’s for sure. Today they had agreed to hang out just the two of them, the woman knew he wanted to probably talk to her about his constant pursuing of Evelyn which seemed to be a reoccurring topic much to Heather’s annoyance, but she agreed because at least it gave her an opportunity to be a bitch. That would let off some steam at least.

Spotting the man across the room she clicked across in her designer heels with a tight smile, it didn’t reach her eyes, that would take more work. “Did you order drinks yet? I need a dirty martini before I cut someone with a steak knife.” The brunette grumbled.

@ethxntyler​

It’s a pleasure to meet you Ethan, I’m Franco Hart!

@ethan-berry

“Kind of a bummer you aren’t really running around with the rest of the boys in practice, what with the injury and all” She didn’t care what they were playing, she just liked watching the schools best-looking boys at work “You’ve got a bit of bad luck these days, huh?”/ @ohethcn

“Woah, this is kind of crazy beautiful here.” 

for @sonssofhecate continued from here

The launch party for the next novel had been quite the success and for the most part Ethan had enjoyed his evening and had done the mingling required. But rather soon into the evening his eyes had caught an unfamiliar face at the event, a young man who was beyond distracting and captured the interesed of the older man. It hadn't taken long for Ethan to get the young man alone and even less time to convince him to move to a private spot with him where nobody could disturb them.

To think the rest of the party was still going on in the next room, yet Ethan didn't seem to care at all. Not when he had this gorgeous young man on his knees and choking on his cock - eyes wet from the strain, face so flushed and looking so debauched and used. It was utterly hypnotic. Fingers curled into his hair, dragging him off his cock for a moment, a low hum passing his lips as he admired the mess of a boy before him.

"Mm, to think they let a sweet thing like you out and about and unsupervised" He murmrued, thumb brushing across that wet bottom lip. "Do you often let strangers treat you like this little one?"

ETHAN’S PLACE November 29th w/ @ethanmendoza​

Knuckles tapping against the wooden door, the dark-haired woman had no idea how she ended up here. Tears stained on her cheeks, the slow breathing exercises and the tight gripped fingers around the strap of the bag. How did she fall for it so easily? All she knew was she couldn’t go home yet... Not yet. She couldn’t let her mother see her like this. She couldn’t let Ceasar see her like this because the last thing she wanted was for anyone to be upset with Scott for realizing it was pretty much impossible for him to love her. Of course, she couldn’t tell him about the baby because that was not going to be why her marriage worked out. She couldn’t be the woman that was okay with her husband eating his cake too. She lifted her eyes up when she heard the door open, her hand lifting up to give him a little wave. “Hi.” 

@ohethcn

emily approached ethan near his locker, pulling out his jacket from her bag. “hey, here’s your jacket.” she said with a smile. “i had to wear it for a few more days. it looks good on me.”

queued random starter idea I had for @ctastrophe​ idk

Ethan had used Liam’s business several times in the past, choosing and renting various young and older men for a variety of reasons. Yet every time he did, every time he came by and spoke to Liam himself he could see behind those attempts of professional composure were wondering eyes and the occasional bottom lip being bitten. So this time, when Ethan walked through he had little interest in finding someone, well, at least not someone on the menu.

“So, Liam. Do you think you are capable of booking me in this evening or would you perhaps like to spend your time confessing about those wandering eyes you seem to always have when I come by.”

💙 I would want you to fuck me as hard as you can. -ethan

Erm... I’m not sure I’d be very good as I’ve never topped before.

@ethan-berry