this is for you ethan lol

anonymous asked:

I don't mean to bother you, but on your Noticing your tweets video when you said to go on Ethan's latest video and leave the comment "Delete", people from Ethan's channel were and still are replying to those being haters and calling names. I feel like it should be announced that it was a joke because everyone on Ethan's channel is taking it too seriously.

Jokes are jokes. I’ve gotten many people issues from Ethan’s jokes towards me on my videos. It fades lol. Like when Ethan said it was my fault they didn’t get a panel at pax. I got tons of hate. Some people just don’t get it and never will. I can’t monitor every person in our community honestly. Sorry.

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Well since I’ve been on a roll with Anti and Dark universe (and have a whole story if Id just write it all down lol) @fangsmagicandinspiration came up with a dark version for Ethan at @crankgameplays. Say hello to Corroded Crank!

He was made out of a botched summoning/creation spell, the two key ingredients being the blood of the pure (Ethan in this case) and material for the physical body (Rusted, Corroded metal in this case) and due to the metal already being destroyed, it corrupted the final result and now we have our poor metal friend who is constantly falling apart and is a little self concious about all of his useless bits and bobs and bad welding and such. His whole skull is cracked open but he usually covers his brains with a wig.

I tried to keep him creepy and corpse like considering hes still suppose to be a dark half for Ethan, but when hes all put together I still think hes pretty cute! I imagine he moves sorta like the FNAF animatronics, very heavy but twitchy and jerky. I hope you like him! Me and fangsmagicandinspiration (aahah i need to call you by a name bc thats a mouthful) always have the BEST brainstorming sessions! Such a good egg, good friend, good writer. Go check them out!!!

Argument (e.d)

“Hey baby, what’re you doing?” Ethan questioned softly pressing his lips to the nape of my neck as he straddled my back. He trailed light kisses from my neck to my jawline, then down to my collarbone tearing my attention away from the article I was reading.

“Working on an essay for school.” I mumble, attempting to focus as he continues peppering soft kisses along my neck. “Ethan, I have to get this done.” I sigh, pulling my head away from him.

“You can do it later.” He mumbles brushing off my statement.

“Yeah, but I actually can’t. I’ve got other assignments to do on top of this one. I have to get this done now.” I state making him sigh in annoyance and push himself off of the bed clearly frustrated.

“I swear, the longer you’re in school the more I lose you.” He huffs under his breath, turning around sassily.

“Excuse me?” I gasp in disbelief, looking up from my papers.

“All you ever have time to do when I’m around is school work. It’s kind of frustrating to be quite honest.” He answers combing his fingers through his hair in frustration.

“Well I’m sorry that I have work to do every time you decide you want to spend time with me. I’m working towards my future. You’d think you could be a little supportive.” I sass, standing up so that I didn’t feel intimidated as he towered over me.

“Oh so I’m a terrible and unsupportive boyfriend because I’ve got my own things that I’m working towards?” He asks sharply, raising his voice.

“No, that’s not it at all actually. What I’m saying is, all I’ve done is support you as you’ve achieved some of your dreams. You’ve been touring for months Ethan, I’ve shared you with thousands of girls who got to love on you while I was home alone missing you. I’ve lost sleep worrying about you, or calling you at wee hours of the morning because you missed home. I feel like I’ve bent over backwards supporting you as you worked towards your dreams, but I feel like when it comes to my dreams it’s hard to get you to do the same for me. I know college isn’t nearly as exciting as touring the world and meeting fans, but sometimes all I need is encouragement that I’m doing this to achieve my dreams and not simply just to waste time. I could just use a little support sometimes.” I rant, waving my hands in frustration as my own voice began to raise.

“God, I’m sorry that I’m such a self centered jerk in this relationship. I didn’t realize I was burdening you.” He shouts through blushed cheeks.

“Ethan that’s no-”

“Maybe if you’d get your nose out of your textbooks every once in awhile and actually communicated with me I’d know how you’re feeling. I could actually work on being a good boyfrien-”

“You know what, I’m not doing this right now. I’ll let you cool off and then we’ll talk, but we’re not going to get anywhere if you’re yelling at me the entire time.” I cut him off throwing my things in my backpack and slinging it over my shoulder.

“Where are you going?” He growls lowly, crossing his arms as his eyes angrily glare at me.

“I’m leaving because all you do when you get like this is yell and say things you don’t mean. It’s not going to get us anywhere, I’ll be back we’ve both cooled off.” I reply stalking out the door, closing it behind me firmly.

Finishing the last paragraph of my essay, I close my laptop and sip on my coffee as my mind wanders to the argument.

I rarely argue with Ethan, and when I do it’s small and easy to forget. I’ve never walked out on him like this before. Guilt finds it’s way into my chest as I replay what I’d said in my head again.

Packing my stuff into my bag, I stand up and discard my cup into the trash before walking out to my car. Apologies rolling through my mind as I drive back to the apartment.
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“Hey…” I greet quietly, sitting on the couch next to him as he scrolls through his phone silently. “Ethan, I’m sorry.” I sigh playing with my fingers.

He snorts in response, continuing to scroll through his phone as if I wasn’t there. He clicks his phone off before standing up from the couch to walk away. I get up to follow him, softly grabbing his arm to get his attention.

“E, can you please just talk to m-”

“God Y/n can you give me some space?! You get all mad at be for wanting to be close to you for five minutes and now here you are doing the same exact thing. You need to get your priorities straight and figure out what you want from me because I’m sick and tired of this whole being okay with something one minute and then not being okay with it the next.” He shouts ripping his arm out of my grasp as he spins toward me angrily. I step away from him in surprise physically flinching when his hand moves through the air, pushing his hair out of his face.

He stops in his tracks allowing his hand to fall at his side limply, as his angry demeanor diminishes.

“Did you,” he pauses to clear his throats as his eyes fill with tears,“Did you think I was going to hit you?” His voice comes out in a broken whisper while his vulnerable brown eyes meet mine.

I open my mouth to say something, to explain that I knew he wouldn’t ever do that, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t lie to him; it was a heated moment and sometimes we do things we wouldn’t normally do when we’re angry.

“Oh my God Y/n, I would never.” He cries, watching me carefully as he takes a slow step towards me. His arms outstretch toward me, wrapping around me delicately and pulling me into his chest. “I will never hurt you like that, no matter how angry I am.” He breathes kissing the crown of my head softly. “I’m so sorry.” He pulls away slightly, tilting my chin towards him so that our eyes met before he pressed a delicate kiss against my lips. “I love you so much.” He whispers, his lips brushing against mine.

“Let me prove it to you.” He states randomly after a brief moment of silence.

“Wha-” I squeal as he scoops me into his arms and runs down the hall towards his room, throwing me onto his unmade bed with a laugh. Loud giggles escape my own lips as I watch him crawl over me, holding his weight on his arms as he pushes a stray hair away from my face. He studies me silently before his head dips and presses his lips against mine again, slowly this time, making my eyes flutter shut.

“I love the way your eyes crinkle up when you laugh.” He whispers into the calm atmosphere of the room, his eyes set on mine. “I love the crease you get on your forehead when you’re concentrating.” He continues, tracing a spot on my forehead delicately. “I love the way you light up any room as soon as you walk into it.” His lips twitching up into a lighthearted smile. “I love your laugh and how contagious it is.”

“I love the way you love me with your whole heart, even when I don’t deserve it.” He ghosts after a moment of silence. He looks at me again, his thumb swiping over my cheek as he leans down and presses a long kiss to my lips.

“Y/n, I love you. I seriously cannot stress that enough. I can’t always give you the attention that you need, or read what’s going on in your mind, but I love you unconditionally. We’re going to go through hard times, but I can assure you that no matter how much we hurt each other, I won’t stop loving you.” He assures, looking down at me seriously.

“Careful now Dolan, don’t go making promises you can’t keep.” I joke, sliding my arms around his neck.

“I plan on making those promises achievements.” He smiles, looking down at me cheekily.

“I know.” I murmur through the silence of the room, leaning up and attaching our lips together again before simply enjoying the moment.

  • I look like a cinnamon roll but I could probably kill you: Mandy Milkovich
  • I look like I could kill you but I am actually a cinnamon roll: Carl Gallagher
  • I look like a cinnamon roll and I am actually a cinnamon roll: Ian Gallagher
  • I look like I could kill you and I am really gonna kill you: Mickey Milkovich
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So I met these weirdos today.

But really, thank you guys so much. I’ve been having a rough time this past month and just getting the chance to say hi and thank you to your face means so much. Ethan, you’re an adorable unicorn. Tyler, ur fuckin hilarious and you do indeed give the best hugs. Mark, ur a dork but I love you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I hope I’ll get to be on time to this one day!!

making out with Ethan would include....

requested: yes

anon: making out with ethan would include???? tysm


⇉ make out sessions with him would probably start with one quick kiss, and then turn into something more

⇉ lots of lip biting

⇉ him mumbling i love you between kisses

⇉ pulling on his hair

⇉ lots of giggles

⇉ butt squeezes

⇉ hickeys everywhere !!!

⇉ which would probably make you squeal

⇉ “god you’re so beautiful,”

⇉ tracing his jaw with kisses

⇉ running your hands over his abs

⇉ him squeezing your boobs

⇉ watching his face go red when you moan at first but then he’d get more confident knowing you were enjoying as much as he was.

⇉ make out sessions with ethan would probably be super fast pace

⇉ him eagerly slipping your shirt off to see you in your bra

⇉ him not being able to get enough of you

⇉ him pulling away for a second just to examine your face and call you beautiful for the millionth time

a/n – LOL this was requested forever ago. i hope it was good lmao i tried

Resident Evil 7 Logic
  • Eveline : If you don't want to be my daddy, then DIE!
  • Ethan : Lol bish look here
  • Eveline : NO NOT THE SYRUM
  • Ethan : No it's math lol
  • Ethan : Three years ago you were about 10 years old. Now you're like 70. So that means you aged 20 years per year.
  • Ethan : 20÷365 and you age about 0.0547945205 years per day
  • Ethan : The average life span of a human is 79 years old so 79-70 and you have 9 "Years" left this current year.
  • Ethan : So that roughly means that within 165 days you would have reached 9.0410958825 "years" .
  • Ethan : Which means that you will pass away on the 14th of June .
  • Ethan : And although Resident Evil 7 : Bioharzard came out in 2016 the events takes place midway 2017.
  • Ethan : So you will die within the next 2 months at most.
  • Eveline : DAMNIT I should have sent that email out earlier
  • Ethan : No bish you should have requested home schooling
Bet (e.d)

“Hey.” He mumbles after I slowly swing the door open. He stands in the doorway with his hands stuffed in his pockets, his soft unruly hair pushed out of his face with a beanie, body clad in a simple Nike t-shirt and joggers, his lips slightly pouted as he stares at me waiting for me to respond.

“Hey.” I whisper, dropping my eyes to the floor after I signal him to come in. He quickly obliges as if I’m going to change my mind and push him out of my apartment at any given moment. I close the door behind him and take a deep breath before turning to face him, trying to rack my brain as to why he would be here.

“Why are you here?” I question a little surprised at how monotone and uninterested my voice came out.

“I needed to talk to you. You’ve been so distant with me lately and I just wanted-no needed to figure out why.” He responds making me look up at him in surprise.

“I think we both know why. You don’t have to act like you don’t know what’s going on.” I huff, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I’m being a hundred percent honest with you when I tell you I have no clue what you’re talking about. Can you please explain to me what’s going on?” He asks sounding exasperated.

“You know…all of those times that you told me I was good enough for you and reassured me that I was all you ever wanted…I believed you. I allowed myself to be sucked into what you were saying, and then the realization hit me. I’m not good enough for you. I never have been, and I never will be. I allowed myself to be lied to, and I think somewhere deep down I knew what was going on. I knew what you were doing…that you were just playing me. Yet, the realization hit me like a freight train. It knocked the wind out of my lungs and has left me feeling empty. Now you’re here and my body can’t make up its mind. It feels at ease while also feeling like you’re shoving my head underwater, watching me struggle…and yet I don’t mind. Because while all you’ve ever seen me as was an experiment, a joke to laugh about with your friends, I still manage to love you unconditionally. It’s ridiculous isn’t it?” I ask calmly, looking up at him as my hands ball up after tugging my sweater over them. "You can cut the act Ethan, the secret’s out.“

He stares at me with a look of confusion trying to mask the hurt that seems to be pooling in his eyes.  

"What are you talking about?” He whispers, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink. For a minute I think he’s embarrassed, upset that I’d caught him in the act, but then I realize that’s not what it is at all. He blinks quickly and for a split second I see the glint of tears in his eyes.

“Savannah told me everything.” I state, “She told me all about your bet with your friends that you could get me to fall for you. That you could pretend I was everything you ever wanted and then end it like it was nothing. This wasn’t a relationship Ethan. This was a bet to prove to your friends that you could  get any girl you wanted. I just so happened to be the lucky victim in your little game. She told me how you kept them posted on your progress and how quick and easy it was to get me to fall in love with you, how I was the laughing stock of your friends.” I breathe looking at him as angry tears sting at the back of my eyes. “Did it ever occur to you that I’m a human being? A human being that deserves to be treated right and not as a silly little game that you can just pick up as a joke and then throw aside once you get the prize. I’ve been hurt by so many people, but this has to be one of the lowest things that anyone has ever done to me.”

“Wait, listen to me.” He breathes, lightly grabbing both of my arms lightly. “Let me explain. I know I don’t deserve it, but I need you to know something.” He waits for some sort of disagreement and then begins. “What Savannah told you was true. My motives in the beginning were terrible. They were entirely based on a bet that I was determined I wouldn’t lose. I chose you and everything was going as plan, as terrible as that is. Then I started really getting to know you. The more time we spent together and the more I learned about you, the less prominent the bet became in my mind. I started falling for you, you may not believe me, but you literally became the only thing I wanted. I dropped out of the bet months ago, before I asked you to be my girlfriend. They all laughed at me and told me I was pathetic but I honestly didn’t care. I didn’t need them. They spend their time at parties drinking and talking behind each others back. They all hang out but they don’t realize that they don’t have any friends. I didn’t want them anymore, they act like they’re on top of everyone else constantly and I was sick of it. So I stopped hanging out with them and started spending every minute I could with you. I had fallen for you and that’s all I really cared about.” He stops and looks down at me, “I don’t know why Savannah told you about the bet it’s from ages ago and isn’t even relevant anymore. All I know is that I’m in love with you and that’s all I really care about.” As soon as he finished his explanation his head dipped down and pushed his lips against mine. Maybe I should’ve been angry and hurt, and kicked him out…but I didn’t. While the fact that the only reason he approached me was because of that bet, I was kind of glad because he was mine and no one could do anything to change that.

(I posted this to Twitter as well. :3 It’s WitchAngelNeko for that)

I showed the W.I.P to @crankgameplays on Twitter, and this is the finished version of a Demon Imp Ethan.

It’s called “Demons”, Cause we all have a few demons in our past. 

If you tilt back, the eyes, the hair, and the wings glow!

(Lol, my friend Erick called it Nightmare fuel. :P I think it looks awesome. Especially the glowing wings. if you see those at night, you’re screwed.)

Across the Shop

Writing Prompt:

“You’re cute.”

“Damn. I was going for intimidating and vaguely threatening.”

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Coffee Shop AU where Tyler and Ethan have never met before, but see each other across the room.

Ethan was at his favorite coffee shop, sitting at a booth and reading his favorite book. He liked it here, the hustle bustle of everyone else was somehow calming. As he sipped on his coffee and looked around the place, he realized there was someone else looking at him. A tall looking guy across the shop. He had brown hair that was trying to escape from underneath his beanie. Ethan quickly looked away, not wanting to seem rude.

However, a few minutes later, when he looked back at the guy he was looking at him still. Ethan began blushing, but instead of looking away gave the other man a small smile. Deciding fuck it, Ethan got up and walked over to where he was sitting, taking his coffee and book with him.

Ethan slid into the seat across from him and without any introduction just began with, “You’re cute.”

The curly haired boy chuckled, sending shivers down Ethan’s spine, “Damn. I was going for intimidating and vaguely threatening.” followed by, “Hey, I’m Tyler.”

Ethan smiled brightly back at Tyler, absentmindedly biting his lip, “Oh so you’ve got jokes, huh? My name is Ethan. Pleasure to meet you.”

“The pleasures all mine. But, do you mind if I call you by something other than your name?” Tyler took a sip of his coffee. At this point, Ethan could barely speak and was surprised his adrenaline rush had lasted this long. He’d be a stumbling over his words in embarrassment any second now.

“I don’t know, I was thinking something along the lines of …my boyfriend?”