Prompt: Mark and Ty calming Eth down when he’s really stressed/anxious.
Thank you @tythaningalltheway for the prompt!!
(Ps I didn’t know if you wanted it to be more shippy or just platonic so I tried to leave it open to interpretation)
Ethan groaned in frustration. All he wanted to do was finish editing this video for his channel so he could start working on some of Mark’s videos. But his computer decided now was the best time to do automatic updates.
Ethan wasn’t as pissed as he was worried. He knew he needed to get at least one of Mark’s and one of his own videos done today or else he’ll be behind on editing. Ethan was already not putting out as much content as he thought he should be. Ever since he moved out to LA, his scheduling had been fucked up.
He knew the others in the house had tried to make his transition as easy as possible. And it did help some. But it didn’t help that he could only edit when at the office and that Mark made a rule that no one was allowed to edit past 9 pm. Back home, Ethan was use to editing into the early hours of the morning. That was one way how he was able to get two videos out each and every day plus work on a lot of Mark’s content.
Now he could only get at least one video uploaded a day and was barely getting through Mark’s videos.
Ethan didn’t realize he was hyperventilating until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Ethan jumped as he whipped around, scaring the other person as much as he scared himself.
“Woah there buddy,” A soothing voice said.
“I need you to breathe. Can you breathe, Ethan?”
It took a minute for Ethan to realize that the voice belonged to Mark.
Ethan’s first instinct was to run. He didn’t really know why, but he felt trapped and needed to get away.
That was, until big muscular arms engulfed him and scooped him up out of his chair. Ethan looked up to see Tyler’s face looking back at him with concern. Ethan wanted to cower away.
“Hey now Ethan.” Tyler said gently.
“You’re okay. Breathe.”
Ethan was a shaking mess by the time Tyler got him to the couch. Tyler started rubbing circles on his back. Ethan almost didn’t notice Mark placing a blanket around him.
Ethan turned his head and looked at him. Mark sighed and wiped his thumb under Ethan’s eye. Ethan was suddenly aware of wetness on his face and realized he must’ve been crying.
“Do you need anything, bud?” Mark ask in a soft tone.
“Could- could I have some water please?” Ethan asked timidly.
“Yeah of course.” Mark smiled.
As Mark made his way to their kitchenette, Ethan leaned into Tyler’s side. Tyler instantly started playing with Ethan’s hair. Ethan let out a little hum and closed his eyes.
“Feeling any better?” Tyler asked.
“A bit. Thanks.”
“Do you wanna talk about what just happened over there?”
“I uh I-” Ethan could feel the anxiety rising back up.
Ethan’s eyes darted around frantically before locking eye contact with Mark.
Mark seemed to realize what was going on, or at least that Ethan needed help, and quickly came over to the couch.
“Here’s your water.“ Mark smiled.
Ethan took it gratefully and gulped it down.
“Its getting late we should head home soon.“ Mark said, looking at his watch.
“Sounds like a good idea to me. Ethan?” Tyler looked at him for a response.
“Huh?” Ethan stopped drinking so he could hear.
“You ready to go to the house?”
“Uh…” Ethan glanced towards his computer.
“The videos can wait. Its ok, Ethan.” Mark said.
Ethan just nodded before standing up. Ethan can sense both Mark’s and Tyler’s eyes on him the entire time. He kept his head down as he went back to his desk to grab his phone.
“You ready?” Tyler placed a hand on Ethan’s shoulder, almost protectively.
“Yeah.” Ethan said, slightly leaning into his touch.
Tyler smiled as he led them to his car.
They piled in. Tyler driving, Mark sitting shotgun, and Ethan in the back looking out the window. Mark and Tyler almost instantly started up a conversation and only a few minutes later, they realized Ethan’s responses had faded out.
They looked back to see Ethan curled up asleep in the back seat.
“Poor kid.” Mark sighed.
Tyler just nodded in agreement.
“Should we wake him or?”
“Nah, I’ll carry him in.”
Mark got out once the car was parked and opened Ethan’s door. Mark carefully slid an arm behind Ethan’s back and an arm under his knees.
Mark carried him bridal style through the house, with Tyler opening doors for him until they made it to Ethan’s bedroom.
“Alright we should get out and let him sleep.” Tyler said from the doorway.
“I’d love to but uh…”
“He’s not letting go.”
Tyler looked over and saw Ethan clinging to Mark’s arm like it was a stuffed animal.
“Should we take him to the couch then and watch a couple of movies til he wakes up?” Mark suggested.
“Sounds like a plan.”
Ethan woke the next morning to find himself squished between Tyler and Mark.
The tv was left on and there was discarded plates and cups on the coffee table, which led Ethan to believe they didn’t fall asleep there on purpose.
Ethan pulled the blanket that was draped across him up to his chin before snuggling back down.
Ethan had a soft smile on his face as he drifted back to sleep.
There was a prompt for this but it got deleted when my computer did automatic updates (surface pros i s2g)
i’m going to try and get back to regular posting bc i love writing. like i don’t know what i will write, but i will write it because i love it. if you have any requests, let me know! my ask is always open.
also if you wanna be friends hmu new friends make me super happy. like this might sound weird but i made a really cool friend (you know who you are) the other day and literally i was smiling all day and everyone was like “oh kenzy you seem really happy today!” that’s the end of my mini story. enjoy everyone!
You were shocked to
arrive at school and find out that the principal wanted to see you. You had
never done anything to wrong the education system or the rules that were set by
it. You always made sure that your uniform was perfect, and you always had your
homework in on time. You had to admit, you were a pretty great student.
You arrived at the
principal’s office, taking a seat outside it. The door opened, revealing Mr.
Washington. You stood up quickly, clutching your books to your chest. “Mr.
Washington! You wanted to see me?” You said, biting your lip hard. He looked
you up and down.
“Yes, (Y/N). Come in.
There’s someone I’d like you to meet,” Mr. Washington said, stepping back into
his office. You raised your eyebrow, following him. A tall, dark skinned boy
sat in the corner of Washington’s office. You glanced at him for a second,
turning away quickly when your eyes met.
“Did I do something
wrong sir?” You asked, taking a seat in front of his desk.
“On the contrary.
Your grades are incredible, (Y/N), and I noticed that you excel extremely well
in your French studies. Our new student, Lafayette, has recently transferred
from France. His translator, Alexander, has failed to show up today. I figured
that you would be able to fill his spot,” Mr. Washington said, taking a seat at
“I will do my best
sir, but I’m not as fluent as Hamilton. Does Lafayette know his class
schedule?” You asked. George looked towards the French student, who nodded.
“Yes. Can I count on
you to take care of your fellow classmate?” George asked. You nodded. “You can
count on me sir,” You said, standing up and going to Lafayette.
“(Y/N). Alex me dit
beaucoup sur vous. Dit que vous êtes son principal concurrent, à côté de
Jefferson, (Alex told me a lot about you. Said you are his main rival, next to
Jefferson)” Lafayette interrupted, picking his bag up from the floor. “Je suis
impatient de ma journée avec vous, princess. (I look forward to my day with
“I don’t know how much
English culture you understand, or how much English you understand, but over
here we don’t call other people princess,” You stated, crossing your arms.
Lafayette gave you a look of confusion.
“Nous allons la tête
à la classe. (let’s head to class)” You mumbled, “Thank you, Principal
Washington.” You left his office, walking to your first class as Lafayette
eagerly trailed behind you.
“Alors où allons-nous
d'abord, princesse?” Lafayette asked, walking slightly faster so that he could
catch up with you. You bit your lip, ignoring him.
repeated, stopping in front of you. You groaned loudly, dropping your heavy
books on his feet. He yelped slightly, picking up your books. “Quel est votre
“I want you to stop
calling me princess, immediately,” You snapped, crossing your arms. Lafayette
Alright this is a new fucking phone why am I continuously getting “discord has stopped” pop ups what the fuck no no no u don’t get to do this yet
U have to behave for at least a yr before u start fucking up on me like this
do you care if we read ffak on the twitter acc or do you prefer we use the website?
u can use the site, the tumblr, the twitter, or whatever is easiest for you! I just have em all linked to the site so it updates automatically. :3 best bonus about reading from the site (for me anyway) is getting to see how many views the pages get/tracking activity!
Omg I love reading your fics. I am SO looking forward to the next chapter of Automatic. I am not a typical AU fan but when it comes to any of your works I read them without hesitation. I am super excited! :D I myself have some fics that I am working on that still need to be updated but time is against me. So I totally understand what it is like to want to complete a story and for one reason or another you just do not get to. Keep up the awesome job and love your blog! :D <3
Ah, thank you so much!! I feel really bad that I haven’t written anything in so long (or updated Automatic, for that matter DX) but I’ve unfortunately hit a dry spot with my muse :/ I was really pumped to write all last year, but didn’t have time to due to uni and stuff, and now it’s like I have the time but I haven’t written in so long that I’ve fallen out of the habit of it .-. It’s really annoying because I keep having ideas (I mean, the entire plot of Automatic is jotted down in quite some detail on my laptop) but I can’t bring myself to turn thoughts and dot points into actual pages of words. Ngl, I’m kind of hoping HakYonaWeek will drag me out of this dry spell, because I do want to write for it :)
Thanks for the encouragement though, it really helps! Good luck with your own writing too ^ ^
it was at 50/50 - the poll doesn't update automatically so there may still be votes backlogged not showing which side won. so even if it shows as we were leading, in a few minutes it could turn to show we're losing, OR it can mean we really were in the lead. but let's just hope we won. guess well find out tomorrow :)
When I watched Wake Me Up with mom she was quiet the whole time just drinking everything in up til we got to the part with the revolution and Jongup was squatting on the hood of the car. She said “he cool as hell. The blonde one–his clothes the way he wears them and his shoes etc. etc.”
Now she’s had a soft spot for Uppie since she watched Feel So Good and was captivated by his cheekbones that could possibly cut diamonds and she was done with the world when I told her people used to think he was ugly– MY MOM MIGHT ACTUALLY BE A BABY Y'ALL.
But the thing is, she’s always liked Zelo. When I show her something with B.A.P she’s always like “where’s the one I like? The tall one?” But she likes Jongup a lot too and I think she thinks she’s being unfaithful to Zelo cause she’s just so in love with Jongup’s everything?
I’m trying to make her understand that it’s okay to have two favs, hell, I’ve loved them since their debut and I still don’t really have a bias for them lol
Alright, I keep hearing about this new Tumblr mobile update, but mine still looks the same even though the App Store says the all updated automatically yesterday. How bad is it? What does it look like? Screenshots if possible would be appreciated so I know what I’m getting into when it does finally show up on my phone.
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“Other than.. the obvious, crushing my conscious and begging me to reinstate my purpose in this system, many more inner threats are baring their fangs.
Attikus is desperate.
The Thrall Champion (footnote: Seek politically correct way to address the Aztanti descendants, hold meeting with diplomacy officer and historians/scholars) is attempting to rally up all that we had salvaged within the year of Rendain’s supposed banishment. There have been alarming amounts of Thrall (Grayhorn? Tempestian?) that still back their loyalty to the Imperium’s prior tyrant. The lowborn (footnote: Edit log later when better terms are established officially) have always unconditionally looked up to a source of power for their sense of direction under their oppression. Caldarius was a hero among the ranks, but his purpose became diluted as his popularity rose as high as his JHTX suit can take him. Attikus denying Sustainment, albeit humble, may prove risky. Deande will be seeking out potential broodmates and genepools of Thrall to properly lead his legacy beyond his years. It is uncertain whether we will ever see a Thrall leader alike to his prowess in our time, so time is of the essence.
Rendain’s return, asides from my… obvious discontent and traumatic influence on my reaction, needs a more careful approach. After the expedition, we do not know where he had went. Any chances to imprison him are slim.
Of all chances… That beacon, that ancestral mark of the Thrall calling them back– it had to lead them back to ground zero, where their purpose is manipulated by hatred and misguidance. Full sails, we now have a threat of another Thrall rebellion at our door, and needless to say, I am unsure where to prioritise it. Caldarius is nowhere to be found; does he even.. know of the news? Does he know that his very will to live and his thirst for vengeance has returned with a nasty odour on all of our plans?..
…Asides from looking after Rathrey, locking myself for days upon days in the forge, and arranging tactical movements for something much bigger than we can withhold, I..
…I hope there will be an end. Whatever that may be. By damned, we will live to see it, and we will belt our most ferocious warcries on the way down.
For all we know, the bigger end of this story has only just begun.”
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