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Alrighty! I was tagged by @themarkiplierexperience in celebration of their recent achievement of 1k followers!

Name: Victoria

Nickname: Too many to say...  Gender: Female Star Sign: Capricorn  Height: 5'2" Time: 6:47 pm Birthday: January 6th Favorite Band: Gorillaz Favorite Solo Artist:  Song stuck in my head: YMCA-Village People Last movie I watched: the Road to El Dorado Last show I watched: That 70's show Last thing I googled: Hermit crab life span Do you have any other blogs?: One other one  Do you get asks: Occasionally? Why did you choose this blog name: ducks. Blogs I’m following: 138  Followers: 112 Favorite colors: Pastel pink purple and blue Average hours of sleep: HAHAHA SLEEP WHATS THAT Lucky number: 7 Instruments: Ukulele What am I wearing: black joggers, black shirt How many blankets do I sleep with: 2 Dream job: Makeup Artist or Barista Dream trip: Italy Favorite food: Tater tots (but I'm really craving pineapple) Favorite Song rn: Come on Eileen - Dexys Midnight Runners

I tag @just-bts-trash-00 and @yessir-youngman (have fun, losers 😜)

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Ethan x F!MC: Pure Fluff

One Shots F

Face To Face - @drethanramslay He falls sick, Leah steps in because she wants to help him. And he lets her in.

Facing Your Demons - @bex-la-get Natalie battles her way through a panic attack during the Board Exams.

Fake - @openheartchoices Olivia needs to prove to her family that she can, in fact, get a boyfriend. Even if it’s fake. [Fake!Relationship]

Fairy Dust - @liaromancewriter 🎄 Cassie finds joy in reconnecting with an old love and shares new memories with Ethan during the holiday season.

Fair Game - @jerzwriter  Ethan and Kaycee spend the day at the state fair with her friends, but when Ethan suffers a bruised ego, Kaycee's there to make it all better.

Faking - @txemrn  With baby Ramsey not sleeping through the night, Ethan and Tatum make a pact of who gets up with the little one.

Fall On Me - @terrm9 After four years of dating and their first year being married, Chiara and Ethan find out that there are still surprises in store for them. TW: Fertility Issues

Falling asleep with their head in the other’s lap - @genevievemd

False Truths - @poudredevie Ethan’s wife is more badass than him.

Familia - @jamespotterthefirst 🎄 Ethan meets her family over a traditional meal of tamales.

Family Dinner - @utterlyinevitable   Ethan and Becca have a family dinner with Naveen and Alan.

Family First - @utterlyinevitable   Becca babysits her nephew.

Family Feud - @utterlyinevitable   Caroline’s hiding from her father.

Family Traditions - @headoverheelsforramsey   Being a Ramsey means keeping up with weird family traditions.

Fanmails and Confections - @gryffindordaughterofathena 💘 She brings something unusual for him on Valentine's Day.

Father and Son - @storyofmychoices  Ethan enjoys a quiet moment with his son.

Favor - @takeharryandgo Ethan reflects on his night in the NICU with Meredith.

Favorites - @starrystarrytrouble It’s been a really long day.

Feisty Little Drunk - @themarkiplierexperience F!Reader goes out with Ethan and gets just a little drunk.

Ferris Wheel - @monsoonblooms12 Their outing at the fair ends beautifully as they sit in the ferris wheel together.

Festival - @perriewinklenerdie Ethan takes Claire out for a date.

Fever - @mm2305 Towards the end of the gala in book 2, chapter 17, a karaoke game is hosted.

Fight - @starrystarrytrouble Ethan and MC are fighting and everyone at Edenbrook knows it.

Fight for me - @perriewinklenerdie A new batch of interns isn’t aware of their marriage, so when they find out, their only response is a bunch of insults. Ethan is not happy to say the least. Feat. Protective!Ethan

Finally - @dukedrakes MC and Ethan finally talk about ‘us’.

Find Someone Like You - @thewolflady   Ethan and Isabella attend her brother's wedding.

Fireworks - @cariantha ☁ It’s Sawyer's fourth day on the job and her confidence is starting to waver. [1.3]

First Annual Halloween Spooktacular -  @openheart12 She coaxes Ethan into celebrating with her.

First Christmas With You - @utterlyinevitable 🎄📅 Ethan and Becca’s first Christmas together as a couple. This takes place in OHSY.

First Day - @lucy-268 Ethan and the intern on her first day.

First Day - @adiehardfan 🩺 How Ethan and Anna deal with their nerves in their new positions.

First Day Back - @lucy-268 After her first day back to work postpartum, she comes home to a sight.

First impressions - @perriewinklenerdie   Ethan gets curious about just what his wife thought about him the first time they met.

First Look - @dr-addieramsey It’s their wedding day and they share their first look

First Photo - @estellaelysian ☁ E taking a photo of A

First vs Last Time Hanging Out With the Other’s Friends - @gryffindordaughterofathena Somewhere along the line they became his friends just as much as they were her friends.

Five Birthdays - @jamespotterthefirst Ethan’s birthdays with her in the next five years.

Fix it - @perriewinklenerdie   A grammar mistake sparks an interesting conversation between them.

Fix It! - @storyofmychoices   Ethan has reservations about his new Pictagram account that he and Ellie opened to learn more about Gwenyth.

Flight - @starrystarrytrouble Ethan and MC fly home together after Miami.

Flirt - @starrystarrytrouble Tobias has stolen something and MC is determined to get it back.

Flirt - @jamespotterthefirst Who would have thought that Ethan Ramsey would one day follow Bryce Lahela's romantic advice?

Fluffy Alphabet - @ramseyandrys This is a list of fluffy things about Ethan and MC.

Flushed & Flutter - @utterlyinevitable   An ill Ethan falls asleep in Becca’s lap.

Food Fight - @justanotherrookie

For A Long Time Now - @jamespotterthefirst He can finally tell her the three words he meant to say for a long time.

For the first time - @perriewinklenerdie   All the roads lead him to the same place. Her arms.

For You - @openheartforeverinmyheart   She is deathly afraid of dentists, but when the time comes where she must face her fear, he's determined to help her.

For You - @starberrybliss MC and Ethan talk about what will possibly happen to his future at the hospital and the trial.

Forehead and cheek kisses - @genevievemd Ethan and Gen being domestic flirty beans when she wakes him up.

Forever & Always -  @heauxplesslydevoted A quick little glance at Ethan’s thoughts moments before his wedding. Ethan POV

Forever and Ever - @a-crepusculo   Adeline asked her father a complicated question.

Forever’s gonna start tonight - @perriewinklenerdie Ethan and Claire elope.

Four Hearts - @jamespotterthefirst Who was texting Dr. Ramsey during his Hope Springs interview and why was he smiling so much? [WEH Crossover]

Four Letters - @genevievemd Aka the conversation Ethan mentioned in texts from day 27.

Four Valentines - @starrystarrytrouble 💘 Ethan’s valentines in four different times with Eve.

Fortune Teller - @starrystarrytrouble MC takes Ethan to meet a fortune teller. Fluff with blueberry smoothies, tarot cards and MC palm reading.

Fracture - @choiceskatie Casey's friends to find out about her and Ethan.

Friendly Competition - @justanotherrookie They play pool at Donahue’s

Friends Again - @cariantha Ethan loses something important.

From Afar - @potionsprefect   Family is the most important thing.

From The Balcony - @utterlyinevitable Becca gives Ethan a call from her room after the successful Vegas mission.

From The Heart - @alj4890  Thirty Kisses in Thirty Days Challenge with the prompt: A kiss to the neck from behind.

Frozen - @txemrn Ⓜ Ethan prepares for a sexy, romantic night with his wife... but unfortunately, he didn't understand the assignment. Feat. Rafael Aveiro x Sienna Trinh-Aveiro

Fruit Snacks - @takeharryandgo Dr. Ramsey surprises her with her favorite snack. 1.1 Rewrite

Full Circle - @liaromancewriter  Ethan meets someone from his past and realizes life is full of surprises.

Full Circle - @lucy-268 Charley is reminded of the first time she saw the view from Ethan’s windows. Will this be the last time?

Full Coverage - @storyofmychoices A rewrite of the famous chicken making scene from OH2Ch8. Ellie has a slightly different spin on Ethan’s directions.

Fun at the Fair - @liaromancewriter Cassie and Ethan spend a fun-filled day making memories at Coney Island.

Futures - @starrystarrytrouble What did Ethan do the night Edenbrook closed? Set after c19.

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[bahannah01writes]

Lighthouse

This was going to be a flower fic, but I got mildly metaphorical and now it’s called lighthouse lol. Aaaa I know I haven’t written in forever and I’m far less than consistent but I’m hopefully still a decent writer and I will hopefully be uploading more and being here for you all more as well :) Thank you, everyone, for your continued support, I love y’all big time and you have no idea how much I appreciate it<3!! 

Kind of requested by this sweetie! @glorious-idiot I know it’s very late but I hope you enjoy, love! Also this may or may not have a part two because I feel like it could but I feel like it’s also good as is. Soooo tell me what you all think ! ^^

Warnings: Slightly Paranoid! Reader  

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11:56pm

Sent to moomoo:

are you up?

00:13am

Sent to moomoo:

aaaAa i dont want to bug but please tell me youre awake

00:28am

Sent to moomoo:

Markkkkkkk:(

     Sighing, you realize that you're alone for this one. You breathe in and out for a moment to try and calm your racing heart, but it seems to do very little. The voices from your TV acting only as a buzzing white noise in the background of your mind. You try to focus, eyes struggling to stay on the screen when they feel the need to dart and survey the room. Every little sound is sending your heart and mind into a panicked state. Feet grow cold and heavy, they keep you from moving whether you want to or not. Not unlike your voice, which appears to also be stuck and hiding from what may be around you. All you can manage to do is pull the blanket, your one layer of protection, tighter around your body in a hope that you can bury yourself from the world in its warmth.

     There was another noise from behind you. The sound of floors creaking only for just a second. In a swift motion, your head swerves to look in that direction and you swear you caught a shadow of a figure. Your eyes widen once again and you try to control your breathing. Hands grasping to get your phone once again, the screen illuminating your face in the dimly lit room as you debate what to do next. You lip finds itself between your teeth, a nervous habit showing itself in this moment of paranoia. You know you are making something out of nothing, but the fear you are feeling is nothing less than real.

     You needed to try again.

00:45am

Sent to moomoo:

Im scared, mark

please just call me asap, ok?

     Your cat stares at you from the other side of the couch. Her curious eyes inspect you and senses that something is off. Rather than letting her make her way over, you reach over and pull her into your lap, a meow of resistance resonating in the room. You ignore it and instead, try to pet your nerves away. She eventually settles and begins to purr, content with this odd situation as long as she's getting pet. You, on the other hand, are still far from content with your situation.

     Why isn't Mark awake? You know you tell him all the time to get more sleep but why must tonight be the one night he decides to take your advice?

     He was always there for you when you were scared. Honestly, he was one of the only people you trusted enough to talk to about things like this. Mainly because he and Amy found out after they insisted you stayed and watched horror movies with them for Halloween… but that's beside the point. They were both able to be your lighthouse that guided you through the fog of paranoia in the late hours of the night. Only, it seems as if you may be left sailing blind tonight.

     Until a certain name catches your eyes and becomes a temptation.

     A mental debate fills your thoughts with ‘yes’s and ‘no’s and yet, you click the call button all the same. Not truly realizing it at first, either. As the phone rings in your hand, you panic for a whole new reason and with a shaky hand, hang up.

     You shake your head and place your phone down. That’s when you notice that the room appears darker than before. All the little noises that you were temporarily oblivious to fade back into your world. The large glass sliding door adjacent to the couch, hidden by mere curtains that are lighter than the weight on your chest, feels like it has transformed into a dismal portal. You can feel eyes on you. But how many? What if someone is just waiting out there for you and has been watching you all along? And… what if they come in?

     Your breath catches, it is as if you can already feel their hands around your throat. Your chest rises and falls like the unsteady waves of the deep ocean, you feel yourself sinking into the unknown and losing your sense of security.

     Your phone rings and at this noise of a possible saving grace, your desperate hands reach to answer without even looking at the caller id.

     “Hello?” You call out, voice wavering from the anxiety that has taken hold of your body.

     “Hey, (Y/n). You called..?”

     Ethan. Your eyes dart for a moment, debating if you should come out with it. Instinctively, you go to pet your cat but you notice she had left at some point without you noticing. This prompts you to go forth and tell him after all.

     “Yeah, I did… Sorry,” You automatically apologize, feeling bad for the emotional strife you are about to reveal to the poor boy. You would normally not even dare tell this secret fear of yours to him in case it would somehow ruin your chances with the sweetheart, but the fear raising in your head outweighs such small concerns. You hear him dismiss your apology and a shaky smile crosses your lips and you continue with, “I know it’s late but, I… I’m kind of really scared, right now, Ethan.�� And with that, a humorless chuckle leaves your lips. The feeling of weakness now mixing with your paranoia, what if he sees you just as weak as you feel?

     It’s silent on the line. You feel yourself sink deeper into the depths of your mind at the idea that he may feel just as you suspect.

      “Would you like to hear a story?”

      A story? You’re a tad perplexed but curl into yourself and nod, “I, yeah, I would like to hear one, I think.” Your voice is less than confident but all the same, just listening to Ethan tell a story sounds nice.

     You feel like you can hear his golden smile over the phone as his voice lights up and begins to tell a story back from his years in junior high. Already sensing that it will probably be one with him acting stupid or coming up with some silly and delightful plan, your heart begins to lighten. You close your eyes and try to work on your breathing as you listen, hanging onto every word that falls from his lips and into your ear.

     A distracted mind no longer swarms your thoughts with the nightmarish and impossible situations that it seems to fill with at night. Instead, it begins to clear and you realize that you have another lighthouse.

     About five stories in, the clock on the wall reminds you that you have been up for far too long. You interrupt Ethan, “Oh wow, I’m sorry, Ethan! It’s like almost 3am. I didn’t mean to keep you up this late-”

     “You realize if anyone is keeping someone up, it’s me right?” His laugh that follows is sleepy, making you smile softly and roll your eyes.

     “I’m the one that called you, though.”

     “Cause you were scared and it’s my responsibility as your friend to help.”

     Guilt tugs at your heart but you try to shake it off. Because he was right, friends help friends with even the silliest of fears. “Thank you, Ethan,” you say, almost whispering, still a bit embarrassed but also very grateful to this man you have in your life.

     “It’s nothing, you’d do the same for me.”

     There is another moment of silence, only this one is filled with mutual admiration and love for one another.

     It is his sleepy laugh returning that breaks the silence, “You feel better right?”

     “I do!” You laugh lightly along with him.

     “Good. I want you to try and get some sleep tonight, alright?”

      “Alright, and again, just thank you so much.”

      He hums in response, “Call me again if you ever get scared. If you ever need me to come over too, tell me and I’ll be there,” Ethan chuckles and is grateful that you can’t see the blush growing on his cheeks, “I’ll always do what I can to protect you, even if it’s just from the things that go bump in the night.”

      You thank you for the third time before sharing an exchange of goodnights and finally hanging up. The smile refusing to leave your lips as you feel your heart not only at peace but also in complete and utter bliss at his words.

      Maybe he really could be your new lighthouse.

~

So, I really hope you all enjoyed this!! :) It may be a lil obvious but this is slightly personal as I get super spooked easily when I am alone and it’s night and I always end up spooking myself further because that’s what I do apparently lol Anywayyy, I wanted to say thank you to you guys again :) Justttt aaa I know I’m not the greatest so to everyone who is still supporting me and reading my stuff, bless you all and thank you so so so much!! I will try to do better by you all!! ^^

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MY MOTHER JUST HIT 1K ☀️☀️

SO @themarkiplierexperience HIT 1K AMD TAGGED ME IN A GET TO KNOW ME SO HERE

Name: Caroline Nickname: Carl/Cas (?) (literally anything that starts with C)

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Gemini

Height: 5'7

Time: 13:44 (1:44)

Birthday: May 27

Favorite Band: PWR BTTM and Diet Cig

Favorite Solo Artist: Panic! At The Disco (does this )

Song stuck in my head: that Tom Hurlock vine “THIS SHIT IS EBOLA E AND B AND OLA"

Last movie I watched: Dawn of the planet of the apes

Last show I watched: Catfish

Last thing I googled: ponot das artes

Do you have any other blogs?: ye my old art blog and my newer one that I still rarely use

Do you get asks: sadly no

Why did you choose this blog name: I fucked up spelling “YOU GOT THE GOODS” and it came out “YOU GOT THE GOOSE” and skeleton BC I’m spooky af

Blogs I’m following: 1846 (holyhell)

Followers: 134

Favorite colors: Yellow

Average hours of sleep: too much or not enough

Lucky number: 2 and 13

Instruments: I play my emotions a lot with tv and video games

What am I wearing: a 1975 grey shirt and shorts I got at SAMS

How many blankets do I sleep with: 3 and a shitty pillow

Dream job: voice actor or something to do with video games???? I wanna make art¿

Dream trip: M O U N T A I NS

Favorite food: Chipotle 
Nationality: American Cracker Favorite

Song rn: The things we used to share by Thomas Sanders

THANKS FOR TAGGING ME BICTH ILY 
IM TAGGING @schedulingemotions @fear-is-nameless @iiiim-ethan

@crankgameplaysgirl28 @another-tyler12-blog

[sweetnestor]

thankies

So, that was the end of that series. Story of Another Us, Stone Cold, and You Look Happier hold a special place in my heart, and I had so much fun writing these. Now it’s time for some thank you’s!

People who liked every chapter, I saw you. It means a lot. It shows me that you read my stuff and you actually enjoyed it. It could also mean you’re very casual with your likes and you just hit like on every post you see, but I like to think the former.

People who comment on the chapters on ao3 mean the fucking world to me. I loved hearing from people, telling me they would think about my work during the day and stuff. It’s like… the best feeling. I love every person who sent me a message on anon, even if it was a friend of mine pretending to actually read my fic. I appreciate the validation.

Shoutout to all the artists I listened to during the making of these series. The titles of all three fics are actual songs (thought I’m sure yall knew that already) and they capture exactly what each fic was about. Those were some of my biggest motivators. Like Bella, music really inspires me and words out the things I can’t say.

If I hadn’t started watching Mark’s or Jack’s videos last year, none of this would be here. I wouldn’t have made something I actually love and I wouldn’t have made my bitch ass protagonist. I wouldn’t have been able to cope with my own noisy brain without Mark, Jack, and later on, Ethan. Okay, but for real, if I hadn’t started watching Ethan’s videos, I never would have found a better match for Bella. (I mean, it could have been Jack, but I didn’t wanna give in to that trope.) They don’t know me and they wouldn’t care, but I have to acknowledge them.

We started talking more towards the end of this series, but @bow-chika-wowie gave me some decent input on You Look Happier, and they even made Sims of Ethan and Bella. Dude. Best. Thing. Ever. Should we post pics of that? Make use of the ethella fan club tag.

And finally, a giant shoutout to @themarkiplierexperience, who actually gave me some amazing ideas and hc’s for this fic. Honestly, I don’t think You Look Happier would be what it is without her. *aaawww* Fun facts: that lil hula girl Ethan gives Bella in chapter 10? Her idea. That argument Mark and Bella have about ADWM/the egos that’s also in chapter 10? All her. The latter is actually how we started talking. I still have screenshots that I saved for future reference. She gave me a lot of input and feedback with every chapter I posted, and it just made me wanna write more. Thanks bro, you don’t suck.

SIDENOTE: I’m 99% sure I won’t be writing another full length, multichapter fic, but I will continue to write things that take place in that universe. Stay tuned, I’ve got some stuff coming and one of those things may or may not another fic writer and a British guy.

If yall have any questions, comments, or your own hc’s based on these fics, then PLEASE share them! I seriously love hearing all these things. It’s literally how I’ve made friends on here.

Thankies!!

[sweetnestor]

first and final warning to everyone✌ @themarkiplierexperience

[openheartfanfics]

And they were Drunk...

Ethan x F!MC

A Drunken Nightmare - @groovypalacehorselover 🎭 In which Ethan and MC slept together in Miami. 1.10 Rewrite of the morning after.

A Happy New Year - @takeharryandgo  ☁🌟 New Years at Donahue’s in Book 1 and pre Miami. Feat. Harper

Be honest with me - @perriewinklenerdie ☁ Ethan calls her while being drunk, and says something that sweeps her off her feet. Morning comes, bringing questions and some clarity.

Carry You Home - @universallypizzataco ☁   Ethan POV

Caught - @lightofcordonia (light smut) 🎭 MC and Ethan had a little too much to drink. When they head back to her shared apartment her roommate learn about the full extent of their relationship.

Contaminated - @the-pale-goddess 🎭 Tiffany finds out Ethan slept with someone else whilst in the Amazon.

Desire and regret - @lem-20 ☁🌟 It’s the day after the night before. How are Sienna and Jackie feeling about their new years eve kisses? Feat. Bryce x Sienna; Jackie x Gary

Drink Had Me - @cariantha ☁ Ethan has too much to drink and winds up on Sawyer’s doorstep in the middle of the night.

Donahue’s - @peonyblossom  ☁ Sadie drunkenly flirts with Ethan and he makes sure she gets home safe.

Donahue’s - @honeyandsunfl0wers 🎭 They go for drinks at Donahue’s after an evening of researching Naveen’s condition. Alexa comes up with the idea of playing a drinking game.

Drunk - @starrystarrytrouble 🎭 2.9 Rewrite. Ethan gets an unexpected text after the Senator heist.

Drunk - @lem-20 ☁ Cecilia's had a little too much to drink.

Drunken nights - @zealouscanonindeer ☁Ⓜ Ethan comes home drunk and gives Aspen a show of a lifetime.

Drunk Words Have Sober Consequences - @utterlyinevitable 🎭 Becca has had enough of Ethan Ramsey’s waffling and lets all of Donahue’s know exactly how she feels about the attending.

Part 1  |  Part 2

Drunken Kisses - @jerzwriter ☁ Casey comes to Ethan’s aid when he’s had a few too many.

Feisty Little Drunk - @themarkiplierexperience ☁ F!Reader goes out with Ethan and gets just a little drunk.

Flinders - @utterlyinevitable 🎭 Ethan wakes up to an unwelcome notification.

Happened - @lapisreviewsstuff 🎭 She catches him drinking after he broke her heart beyond the repair.

Hit the Town - @jamespotterthefirst ☁ After enjoying drinks with their friends, they escape to a quick dinner date

I Know - @mskinkyafro ☁ MC drives a drunken Dr. Ramsey home and together they both find a moment of peace in the storm. Set in 1.13.

I Like the Way You Love Me - @takemyopenheart ☁ Weddings and drunken Ethan shenanigans.

I’ll be here - @estellaelysian 🎭 Alishka comes to find Ethan, very drunk, at Donahue’s. This is set after Ethan’s mom returns.

I’m Yours To Tame - @txemrn  ☁ Ⓜ While Tatum heads out for the evening, Ethan sorts through his own thoughts and feelings about his new relationship with an old friend. TW: Excessive alcohol consumption; unwanted sexual advances

In the dark - @alwaysmychoices 🎭 Drunk and dancing in a dark club, MC can only think of Ethan Ramsey…

Inebriated - @mysticalgalaxysstuff  ☁ Ethan’s reaction to a drunk Marissa saying “I have a boyfriend” when he tries to hug/kiss her.

It Started Out With a Kiss - @takemyopenheart ☁ It’s time to party! Will Luz be able to get Ethan to let loose for once

Jealous - @starrystarrytrouble 🎭 When MC goes on a date with someone else, how will Ethan react?

Jealousy & Desire - @takeharryandgo ♥ Ethan is more than a little upset to find that she’s moved on so quickly after Miami. Takes place in Book 1, somewhere between Ch. 11 and 12.

Just The Truth - @peonyblossom  ☁ After a night a drinking too much at an event, Ethan leaves Sadie an encouraging note. Feat. Kyra Santana

Margarita boy - @lapisreviewsstuff 🎭 After her ethics hearing Ethan goes to Donahue’s and watches her dance with Bryce.

Message Delivered - @jerzwriter 🦚 Friends don’t let friends text drunk, but Sienna had a rare slip-up. What did Casey say? And how would she face Ethan tomorrow?

Midnight - @starrystarrytrouble 🎭 MC finds Ethan at Donahue’s after his mom returns in 2.13.

Montage - @togetherwearerapture 🎭 After returning from the Amazon, some liquor and the sight of Elle with another man makes Ethan realise that the feelings he’s been running from, are deeper and more powerful than he had ever imagined.

Narcissus Sent a Package - @utterlyinevitable 🎭 Becca’s drunken mistake had the power to ruin any and all hope of them becoming anything more than colleagues. Feat. Ethan x MC x Tobias

New Years Banter - @starfurylord 🌟☁ What do people do on January 1st? They get hungover, blackout drunk and party all day - in the reverse order. But to Ethan and Kate, it is more of a celebration in the form of domestic banter and a quiet birthday party - filled with wishes and resolutions coming true.

New Year’s Eve - @starrystarrytrouble ☁🌟 MC’s at a party, Ethan’s working and midnight is approaching. This is set in the time jump in 2.18. Twelve hours in the mind of Ethan Ramsey on NYE.

Noise of The Void - @the-pale-goddess 🛸♥ Drunk and desperate, Ethan calls for his old flame, hoping to discipline his disobedient mind. Feat. Ethan x Harper

Private Celebrations - @liaromancewriter ☁ After a major team win, Cassie’s in the mood to celebrate. When the drinks start flowing, Ethan discovers a new side to his girlfriend’s personality.

Priyotomo - @monsoonblooms12 🎭 Last Day at Amazon and Ethan’s first day back at Boston from Ethan and Pooja’s POV

Questions and Answers - @usuallyamazinglyaverage ☁ While Anna is out drinking with Bryce, her friend asks her quite a shocking question and gives some much needed advice.

Ringing In the New Year - @justanotherrookie ☁🌟 He’s working late and they bicker about who she’s going to kiss at midnight.

Scar Tissue - @the-pale-goddess Ⓜ🎭 Ethan takes a reckless gamble, hoping to win Tiffany back. Continuation of Contaminated aka Tiffany finds out about Ethan’s drunken encounter whilst in the Amazon AU - could also work as a one-shot.

She’s Mine - @justanotherrookie ☁ Ethan invited Denise with him to New York to attend the Alexander Van Heusen Annual Commendation Gala

Part 1  |  Part 2

Singin’ In The Bar - @utterlyinevitable ☁ She’s having a grand ol’ time singing and dancing at Donahue’s with her friends. From his same ol’ stool Ethan watches desperately from the sidelines. Sometime in book 2.

Something Stupid - @eleanorbloom 🎭 At Harper’s farewell party, angsty drunk Ethan POV about MC.

“Stop worrying about you? Stop worrying about you?! I can barely stop thinking of you!” - @jamespotterthefirst 🎭 She’s drunk and Ethan can’t help but care about her.

Take Me Home Tonight - @the-pale-goddess  ☁ Ⓜ Tiffany doesn’t go on a bender often. But when she does, it’s always a wild ride—especially for a certain grumpy doctor.

Tequila - @choicesarehard 🎭 She’s drunk and he’s intoxicated by her.

The Best Nights Are With You - @takemyopenheart  ☁ Ethan deals with his drunk girlfriend.

The Blind Drunk - @rookiemartin  ☁ This is the first time ever he's seen her this drunk.

The Empty Space Between Us - @kittykatchoices 🎭 Ethan and MC find that even the distance they’ve put between one another still isn’t enough. TW: alcoholism. 

The Blind Drunk - @rookiemartin  ☁ This is the first time ever he's seen her this drunk.

The Boyfriend Excuse - @cariantha  ☁ Ethan’s reaction to MC saying “I have a boyfriend” when he tries to hug/kiss her or something because she’s way too hammered.

The Gala - @maximumdreamerdetective 📚🌟 [mini: wip] It’s the annual Edenbrook’s New year party and Ethan can’t help but spend his night filled with alcohol and jealousy.

To Forget A Woman - @takeharryandgo 🎭 His first free night in Brazil, Ethan attempts to drown thoughts of a certain intern in a bottle of scotch.

Try Again - @trappedinfanfiction  ☁ Two instances where Celia says she has a boyfriend, two quite different outcomes.

Under The Table - @droppedmydamncroissant 🎭 Calypso drowns her sorrows in alcohol after the events of Miami, marvelling at the depth of the affection she holds for Ethan - telling herself that the alchemy that circled them was unavoidable.

Valentine - @jamespotterthefirst 🎭💘 A jealous Ethan watches her flirt with someone else on his most hated holiday. Set during book 2. Feat. Reggie

Wine Drunk - @peonyblossom  ☁ When Sadie goes over to Ethan's place to help work on a case after-hours, they both get a little too wine drunk to be productive.

You should have done that - @perriewinklenerdie ♥ There’s drinking and making out and confessions and smut.

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Taken Care Of - @peonyblossom ☁ When Ethan finds Sydney completely wasted at Donahue's, Ethan takes him home and takes care of him.

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The Next Step (Pt. 3)

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   It has been a week since the door slammed shut to his apartment; cutting off his sight of you as you barged out in a huff- frustrated and done with his excuses. A side of you he rarely saw and that was hardly ever directed at him was one that he witnessed that night, with its full attention on his shrinking self. But what could he have done?

     He was only saying was he thought…

     Ethan hasn’t even felt your love in a week.

     Ethan just, Ethan just didn’t expect that you would be so upset and that would understand, that this trivial matter would be a laugh and a shrug with you cuddling deeper into him after it passed, sleeping the night away in each other's arms… Yet, he hasn’t even felt your touch in a week. He hasn’t heard your laugh nor your voice in a week. He hasn’t seen your smile in a week.

     It’s been a desolate pit up until today; the days passing slowly and his previously joyous job of making videos feeling like a chore. His eyes had barely left his phone on the off chance that you would call or text. He has been too nervous to send anything himself though, afraid of saying the wrong thing and only making this situation worse. Though, if there’s something that continuously nags him in the back of his head it’s the lingering question that was left up in the air after your feet carried you away from him. What does it mean for you two?

     In all honesty, Ethan isn’t sure if you’re even a couple anymore… Your words certainly sounded final. God, how they echo throughout his mind to only remind him of his mistake- one of which he feels undeniably conflicted in now. His choice to, without any effort to compromise, say no and express how he doesn’t think that two years of complete and utter love and is about the stage where many couples would take the leap, simply isn’t enough because you two are young and there are still other options. But what other option would he want? Ever since he realized he loved you, Ethan didn’t want there to be a moment missed to be together. Even it if was just enough for a phone call or a snippet of a conversation over text, he wanted you to know that he wanted to spend his time with you, no matter what the circumstances were.

     So, when the doubt flooded his mind and wracked his brain- he gave an unwavering ‘no’ to the chance to be with you even more. The chance to wake up and fall asleep together, the chance for endless cuddles, the chance for all your nights and days that were cut short together to never happen again- were all declined due to his distinct decline of your offer. Something he’s finding himself regret more and more with each passing moment he goes without having you near.

     His eyes shift again towards the door as the hollow pang in his chest does nothing to assure him of anything in this moment.

     Mark, Amy, and everyone else who could see how distressed the poor boy is tried to comfort and aleve his worries, but to no avail. And despite their insistent advice on being the first to reach out, he couldn’t. But as he holds his phone, his leg bouncing with anxiety, he wonders if he should even with the risk of further messing things up. He thought it through already, though how would he even begin? What could he say?

     The brunette sighs and stands up, hand tightly gripping his phone as he slumps towards his room- the ever looming reminder of you leaving in that room proving too much for him to stay.

     Maybe… Maybe he should take a shower. That can clear his mind and then after he can finally gain the courage to reach out to you. He grabs a towel and slips away into the bathroom, stripping free from his clothes that’s less than clean as he enters the shower; the warm, welcoming water giving him some of the warmth that he’s lacked since you left.

     He took a shower the day after the argument, simply expecting that things would resolve sooner than later. But, here he is now at later and things certainly haven’t been cleared up in any way, shape, or form. Since, he found himself over working as a distraction, hoping it would get you off his mind until you knock on his door wanting to work things out like the two of you normally would. After three days of giving you space and still not hearing from you, his unease grew and he found himself restless with worry.

     So when he does manage to reach out to you first, he wants to be level-headed. He cannot mess this up again and if you are still waiting for him like he is for you, then you deserve him at his best- not as a fumbling fool who will only hurt even you more.

     Yeah… He will do it right this time and he will fix it! Like Tyler said, if he really wants to save this relationship before it’s too late, he can’t wait around. Ethan will get you back- he has to.

     His newfound determination follows him as he steps out of his shower, the fluffy towel that laid in wait for him is now drying him off and making his hair into a damp, adorably poofy mess that matches his confident grin. Once he gets to his room, he puts on some fresh clothes and a bit of that cologne that you just adore on him- he’s going to your apartment. This can’t be something done over text, no, he will make this better and show you that you really are the only one he wants, the only one he wants to spend time with, the only one he’d love to move in with and how he is more than ready to take this relationship to the next step.

     Ethan can’t let this one mistake define your relationship.

     Though, just in case you call him as he’s on his way, he makes sure to grab his phone, briefly checking for any unseen messages. To his surprise, there is! But it’s from Mark, not you. With a shrug, he hits the call back button, possibly hoping for some extra advice before he leaves.

     “Ethan?”

    “Hey, Mark! I was in the shower, did you need something?”

    “Uh… Not exactly,” his voice is distant and void of its typically cheerful tone, “Ethan, I’ll just get straight to it, okay?”

     His brows furrow at the peculiar tone of his friend but he nods all the same, “Okay? What’s going on?”

     “Are you and (Y/n) still together?”

     “... I… I’m not sure, I think we are. I was about to head over to her apartment and talk to her,” He can feel his heart pound against his chest in anticipation, just why would Mark ask that? Is there something he knows that Ethan doesn’t?

     A heavy sigh can be heard on the other line, “Alright… It’s just, and I don’t know exactly what was happening, but I saw her with some guy I didn’t recognize at the cafe this morning and they looked like they were having fun,” he trails off for a moment to let it sink in before quickly adding, “But like I said! I don’t know what it was, they could be co-workers, family, strangers, I don’t know. Just, just be careful going over, okay? Believe me, I want you guys to be okay just as much as you do, so… Good luck, Ethan.”

    “... Thank you for telling me.” The call is ended shortly after, Ethan now entering a robotic state as what Mark witnessed seeps into his mind and eats away at all his previously held confidence. The drumming against his chest becoming too much for him to bear, though a new emotion finds itself in the driver seat. With it, his fits clench and he shoves his phone in his pocket, storming out the door almost forgetting to lock it.

     He bites his lip as his mindset is on fixing your relationship more than ever: you are his girlfriend and there is no way he is letting someone take you away because he was an idiot.

     Ethan will win you back.

     While it may be sinful, jealousy proves itself to be a powerful motivator.

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The Next Step (Pt. 4)

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     The days dragged on, the argument felt like a ball and chain on your ankle- slowing you down physically and exhausting your mind. By some chance, you hoped that Ethan would make some sort of effort to make things better, whether it would be coming to your apartment with a bundle of flowers proclaiming his apology or simply a text asking to meet up and talk this out. Yet.... after five days of silence, you began to give up on making up.

     Could you have been the one to reach out? Of course. Though this wasn’t how it was supposed to be, he needed to be the one to contact you. Besides… he was the one who also said he didn’t want to move on with the relationship. Maybe him not contacting you is his way of really saying that your relationship really is over then.

     You know that you more or less left your relationship open-ended but you hoped that he would at least try to make things better, say those sweet words that can sway your heart and make you smile like nothing ever happened.

     But they never came.

     So, maybe, it really was over. All those nights spent cuddled up with each other, mornings spent avoiding getting out of bed and finally making breakfast around noon, little texts throughout the day that made your hearts leap, hearing his beautiful voice as you passed the shower; all of that, all the little things that would be such memorable moments with Ethan will stop.

      A hand runs through your hair and you can’t help the sigh that passes your lips, what are you going to do without him? Humorous laughter fills the air and the tears begin to well in your eyes, all of this because you wanted to have him even more yet it somehow resulted in now having none of him.

     What a bitter turn of events.

     It doesn’t help that you have to go into your work, dealing with angry customers who don’t understand return policies or ask mind-numbing questions all while your chest is aching with such a longing to be with Ethan again.

     By the end of the week, everyone knew what happened. It wasn’t as if you told anybody, apart from your two coworkers who you’ve grown close with over the year and a half of working together. They helped to ease the pain while at work and tried to contain the news from spreading, but it hardly worked. Everyone in your little department store knew you're off your new and sad single status.

     Even Josh…

     Josh, someone you’ve complained about on multiple occasions to your dear ex-boyfriend. Someone who no matter how many times you’ve told him that you had a boyfriend and he would still try and test your unwavering loyalty with a most tempting offer of a coffee with the ‘greatness that is Josh’... Ah yes, Josh is certainly a person who exists.

     Since he’s realized you’ve separated from Ethan, he’s become even more persistent much to your dismay. Flirting and continuously touching you to the point where if you even see him from across the store, you make sure to go in the opposite direction to put as much distance between you two as possible. And whenever he does pop up from whichever pit of Hell he came from, you’ve decided to skip the niceties and simply tell him to ‘fuck off’ since it seems like it's the only thing that will get through that thick skull of his.

     Or, it does for a while, at least.

    Though, when he really won’t leave you alone, your friend Tae comes to the rescue! Throwing an arm over your shoulder and excusing the two of you with his all familiar boxy smile, it was your little piece of solace as for whatever reason, the two of you shared more shifts and after the breakup, his joyful attitude is what you needed. The fact that he’d help with Josh was only a bonus, well, that and the small pranks Tae would pull on him in revenge.

     They normally only make you smile, but today, his mischievous plans have you breathless in laughter after letting you see Josh jump in fear when one of the plushies in the children’s department started yelling at him with a voice far deeper than his own. With you and Tae horribly failing at containing your laughter and eventually leaning on each other for support, you come to the realization that this is the first time in a week you even laughed.

      Between the breakup, the bad customers, Josh… You’ve really only been moping around like an empty shell, minus the random bursts of anger towards your oblivious pursuer.

      But this idiotic prank with your friend pretending to be an angry unicorn who’s upset with the customer service… The rain clouds left and in came the sunny skies again, a light heart and a light mind thanks to your dear friend.

     Your laughs begin to dissipate and a warm smile takes its place at this resolution. Maybe you won’t be stuck in this miserable abyss, after all.

     The smile on your face seems to light up the workplace and even the customers, you can’t even deny that for once your mind isn’t spiraling around Ethan and if he’ll call anymore. He would have by now and the fact that he hasn’t, while it weighs on your heart, isn’t occupying your mind as long as you’re around your prankster of a friend.

      By the time that lunch comes around, you decide to actually go out on your break and enjoy the sunny Californian day that awaits you outside. A blissful sigh leaves your parted lips as you take a step outside the store and take in a breath of fresh air and it acts like a filter, filling you up and cleaning out all of those negative bits that have been latched onto you like a parasite and draining the life from you since your breakup.

     You simply stand there for a moment, the sun warming up your skin almost making you want to curl up and bask in the sun like a cat, though it isn’t until you hear the sound of heavy footsteps that you break from your daze.

     With a twinge of hope, you pray that it’s Tae who followed you out here and not a certain idiot who doesn’t understand no means no.

     Which makes it all the more disappointing when you see the blonde walking your way with a stupid smirk.

     How hard is it for him to understand that you’re not interested?

     According to Jesse, your fellow coworker who is a complete sweetheart yet also a die-hard gossip girl, you happen to be his newest challenge. One that’s lasted at least two months now… Though, apparently, the girl before you had it way worse and you can’t even imagine what worse would be like, nor do you want to.

     “Go away, Josh… I am actually having a nice day for the first time in days and I do not need your flirting to ruin it. I tried to be nice, but seriously, dude! I’ve started just saying ‘fuck off’ is that not obvious enough?” Your exasperation with his antics bleeding into his voice, which he casually shrugs off.

     “You’re only teasing me, babe, we know you think I’m cute.” Now, if you had never heard him talk, would you consider him attractive? Yes. After he opens his mouth? No.

     You just look at him and shake your head, briefly walking in the store and into the breakroom, grabbing Tae in mid-bite of his cold pizza, taking him outside with your arms linked despite his confusion and finally returning your gaze to an also confused Josh, “So, Josh, as you can see I am going to eat lunch with Taehyung. He is a cool pal, you are not, and therefore, you cannot accompany us. You are not a pal. Now, I am leaving with this man and you can have lunch with Cheryl in the breakroom and talk about her grandson Jimmy. Sound good? Good!” With that little monologue over you drag Tae over to your car and once finally inside, let out another sigh just from the stupidity of the situation.

     “You owe me a slice, I had to abandon my lunch for you,” His Korean accent fills the air and you let out a light laugh, “How about some tea and sweets instead?”

     With a content hum, he nods and gives you a thumbs up in approval sending smiles across both of your cheeks. The moment you arrive at the cafe you find yourself instantly relaxing, the two of you find a small table near the window as you find yourselves talking and laughing about nothing… Until he asks about the breakup.

     You sum it up for him with brief sips of tea in between, he silently nods along listening to your tale and as you tell him you realize you can get an outside male opinion on the matter, “So… What do you think?”

     “Hm… You two love obviously each other. Did he slip up? A little, I think he just chose the wrong words though and ended up making you upset. I think that’s why he won’t contact you though,” a light chuckle leaves his lips as he scratches his neck, “I’d be scared to say the wrong thing again, you know? Make things worse and ruin any chances of getting back together, even if he’s ruining his chances by staying silent.”

     Your fingers trace the rim of your mug as a frown sets in your expression, “You really think that’s why he won’t call me?... I just, I love him, Tae. It hurts that I love him because it seems like he doesn’t… He wanted other options-”

     “Ah- no, you said he thought you two were too young for this. Might that mean he wants to explore more? Maybe. But, you can’t assume he meant that, if anything, it seems like he’s just scared of a commitment that big simply because it’s a big commitment.”

     “Should… Should I call him?”

     “I think so,” he shrugs but not before an impish grin crosses his expression, “plus, in the future, you can hold it over his head that even when he messed up you were the one to fix things.”

      Shaking your head, a giggle bubbles out of you with a roll of your eyes, “You really are a mischievous one, Tae.”

     You kick your shoes off as you settle into your sofa, the rest of work being brightened by your friend and an annoyed Josh that was having his ear talked off by sweet old Cheryll. Gentle hums fill the air as you scroll through all the messages you missed, once again having your mood deflated by the lack of ones from Ethan, though the ones from Mark spark your curiosity.

     In all fairness, you didn’t want to talk to Mark about the breakup. He was Ethan’s friend first and it felt weird to try and talk to him about it, so to randomly get messages from him is odd, to say the least. Tapping on the message log, you read through and see him asking about who it was he saw you with at lunch and what’s going on between you and Ethan. You shrug, you’ll answer it later. Right now; however, you should give Ethan a call. Taking a deep breath, your finger hovers over his contact and you find your eyes closing; goodness, you can hear your own heartbeat… If Ethan was worried about saying the wrong thing, why aren’t you? What if you make this even worse?

     No! No, you can’t think like that. Like Tae said, being silent only hurts each other more. After taking a deep breath, you get ready to press the call button.

     Yet, a knock on your door interrupts you once again.

     Groaning, you chew your bottom lip and stand still, wondering if they’ll go away. But instead, the knocking only becomes more urgent.

     What a perfect time for the universe to send another idiot to your door.

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The Next Step (Pt. 2)

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     It rings in his ears, loudly and clearly.

     The sound of his heart thundering in his chest and somehow managing to reach his head too, or, at least that’s how it feels. But, that’s all he feels. The rest of his body had gone numb from shock and bewilderment, apart from the stray surges of electricity he would feel and it reminded him of being electrocuted. It was small, though he knew that these odd ounces of pain were deserved on his part. It is all as if some orchestra is playing at his execution, the pounding drums that hammer his ears relentlessly with his breath trapped in his throat and the piercing surges of electricity run through his otherwise numb body as he awaits his freedom from this mental torture.

     But, he can’t.

     He can’t take back what he said, especially since it was the truth.

     Especially since he couldn’t deny it even if he wanted to and God did he want to.

     Ethan wants to take back the harsh tone, his guilt-ridden glances, his strong, hurtful words.

     But, he couldn’t.

     “A lot.”

     The words fell heavy from his lips and he refused to look at you; refused to even glance your way. How upset are you? Are you sad? Angry? Confused? Hurt?.. All of those?

      He wouldn’t know.

     That is at least until he heard your voice shatter the silence like a bullet through a fish tank; hazardous and helpless. He has to wonder if the bullet had a chance to ricochet though because God knows he can feel his heart clench from the pain in your voice.

     It was soft though unsteady and it if weren’t for the silence surrounding the two of you, apart from the forgotten movie, he wouldn’t have heard it.

     “A lot..? What do you mean by ‘a lot’?”

     His bottom lip is chewed between his teeth as the answer awaits on his tongue, threatening to reveal itself. Yet, he knows that if it does… It could very well make the situation even worse.      So instead, he opts for silence.

     You, on the other hand, won’t stand for that after what he said. Taking a deep breath into your lungs, eyes shut as you try to mellow out, but find a growing pit of red anger boiling up inside of you. In contrary to the first time you asked, your voice appears stronger and much more determined.

     “Ethan. What do you mean by ‘a lot’?”

     You catch the sight of his hands playing with the end of his sleeves- all of that confidence and coldness in his demeanor being replaced by guilt and worry for the future. Which in all honesty, he has every right to be worried about with how things are playing out.

     Silence.

     Hands begin to ball into a fist, nails digging into the palms of your hand as you hold back the hot, stinging tears that begin to well up in your eyes. You’re getting tired of his silence and in a frustrated outburst, you stand up faster than you thought possible with eyes that burn into his profile. He’s still refusing to look at you and that makes it all even worse.

     “Damn it, Ethan! You can’t just say things like that and then not fucking answer me! We’ve been together for two years, Ethan, two fucking years! And yet you say ‘a lot’ when asked why you don’t want to move in with me? You have to fucking explain what you mean!” Your sharp tongue slew exclamations at the brunette who would flinch as the harshness of some of your words. You wait some more, the anger progressively boiling higher and higher as he leaves you in the dark.

     Though, a glimpse of hope shines through as he opens his mouth and begins to speak-!

     Only to close it again.

     Hands rub your eyes to try and wipe away the tears that have unbeknownst to you, started streaming down your face with each passing second. An incredulous expression shapes your features as you look at the man in front of you, head down and, like earlier, averting any and all chances actually be an adult and look you in the eye when he’s talking- or well, ignoring you.

     You shake your head and laugh humorlessly at the situation you found yourself in. “So, you’re really going to say nothing then?”

     “...No.”

     His faint reply relieves some tension in your heart, “Then what?”” Slowly, the anger began to simmer down, though it left confusion and hurt in its place.

     This time, you fully wait for his reply. You just didn’t expect it to be one that resulted in such an atrocious heartbreak.

     “I’m just not sure if we should really think about committing that far. I mean, we’re both young and it’s a lot, you know? We still have a lot of time to decide these things and I feel like it would be a mistake to-”

     He continued to ramble on, but your heart couldn’t listen any longer. You and Ethan have been together for two years now and have even talked about your future together- traveling, animals, maybe even some kids. And somehow the idea of moving in together seems to scare him? Oh, and the whole, ‘we’re both young and it’s a lot, you know?’ As if he wanted to continue experimenting with other girls before he was chained down to you, thoughts that were never surfaced nor ever seemed implied were just falling from his mouth.

     “I can’t do this right now…”

     Ethan’s head pipes up, eyes slowly widening into saucers with the panic that’s evident in his expression, “What..? I, I don’t want us to be over, I never meant it in that way I just think that-”

     “That you need more time to live life before being tied down, huh?” You continue for him, voice dangerously calm as it meets his ears.

     He shakes his head, but hesitates- something that surely doesn’t go unnoticed by you, “No, no, I just-”

     “You know what? That’s fine, Ethan. Totally 100% fine. Because no matter what you try to say, that’s obviously what you meant, so fine. I won’t be here to say no anyway,” The sight of you literally turning your back on him as he stands desperately trying to find the words to fix this, they’re just out of reach and yet no matter how hard he tries, they escape him; leaving him a blanking, wide-eyed mess.

     He watches soundlessly as you collect your things, placing them in your purse and walking out the door. It slammed against the doorframe and shook the apartment, but none of that registered because only one thing was going through his mind.

     I’m an idiot.

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The Next Step

Three hours late, sorry guys! But hopefully, it was worth the wait, if you guys really do want a part two, tell me! I’d love to hear the feedback on what you guys think about this :) Side note: to all Shawols out there, I may be a casual fan of SHINee but if you need to talk, I’m happy to lend an ear. I’m honestly still in shock over Jonghyun and can’t believe he’s gone... Again, if you need to talk, I’m here for you <3

Pt. 1 Pt. 2

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     The night fell, sprinkling the sky with stars that glisten and glow alongside the moon. An enchanting view that would light up the otherwise dark world- it sought help from the smaller fireflies that calmly fly about, attempting to brighten the world around them even more with their flickering flame.

     It is a night that allowed nature to play its tune; crickets would chirp every so often, loud enough that even inside of an apartment you could hear their determined melodies trying to reach out as far as they could. A nocturnal bird or two would sing its song, they were lead vocalist under the moon and yet, they would disappear for what you assumed would be the instrumental of crickets before returning and picking up from their chorus.

     Speaking of delightful melodies, your attention gets pulled back at the sound of laughter beside you, instantly spreading a smile across your lips. The not-so-blue boy lets a string of laughs escape his lungs and bring about this warmth and joy that seems to fill the room effortlessly, sighing contently, you nuzzle into him; feeling his laughter as it vibrates in his chest.

     His arm squeezes you just a tad, letting you know that he appreciates you curling up to him even more. And once his laughter dies down, he shoots you a cheerful grin.

     You could look at his smile all day if you could; it makes your dreams seem possible and all your bad days instantly amazing. You find a sense of home in his smile, easily, you can imagine coming home to it every day in a perfect world. That idea alone is enough to spread a giddy feeling throughout your mind. Coming home to Ethan? Whether he’d be screaming and recording a video, playing games on the couch, singing with that beautiful voice of his as he attempts to make dinner for the two of you… A terribly domestic dream that you wouldn’t mind losing yourself in.

      To some degree, you already live it. In the two years that you’ve been together, it’s gotten to the point where the two of you pick whose apartment you’re staying at. Waking up to one another in a warm embrace that makes getting out of bed even harder than it already was. Albeit, the idea of all the adorable, dorky selfies you’d receive at work would make getting up worth it and the idea of being apart a lot more tolerable despite rejoining at the end of the day to either his place or yours.

     So, maybe that’s why you decided that you would ask to move in with each other.

     After all, it would certainly be cheaper for both of you at this point to only pay rent for one apartment and it would cut the travel of going back and forth between apartments. With being together for two years, it just appeared to be the most rational thing to do.

     The movie has come to a dip in its plot and as you spot Ethan idly playing a game on his phone with his free hand, you figure that no time is better than the present.

     Albeit, some beforehand kisses may help, just in case.

     With a soft giggle, you place playful kisses on his cheek and enticing him to join in on the light laughter. A little battle of who can plant more pecks begins with both of you already red and smiling widely before ending with a sweet eskimo kiss and finally, a chaste shared kiss between the two of you.

      As you pull apart, your eyes connect and a loving gaze is shared; the corner of his eyes crinkling up with his smile. “Ethan?”

     “Yes, baby?”

     “I think we should take our relationship to the next step,” The words flow from your lips with confidence as a grin pulls at the corners. A sideways smile slides across his expression and his brows furrow, telling you that you’ll need to be just a bit more specific. You sigh, though still radiate the same confidence and excitement you had the very first time you said it and happily explain what you mean, “I just think that it would be a good idea for us to move in together.”

     “I mean, think about it, it would be a lot cheaper for both of us! We practically already live together and we’ve been together for more than two years now. It just seems a bit reasonable, plus we can finally co-adopt pets like we’ve talked about and-”

     “Stop.”

     “... Huh?”

     “Just stop, (Y/n).”

     “Ethan..? What’s wrong?”

     As you await his answer, you finally take in the drastic change in his features. His cheerful blue orbs are now steel and avoid your gaze, unable to speak his truth while looking into your eyes. The smile that was previously held is gone as his lips form a thin line and his brows knit together in guilt. He opens his mouth to speak but, shuts it a moment after; leaving you in the dark on whatever is going on in that mind of his.

     “Ethan,” Your voice stern, holding a tone that should demand his attention but fails to, “tell me why you wanted me to stop. What don’t you like about the idea of us moving in together?”

     “A lot.”

~~ If you enjoyed this little fic, please tell me in the comments or reblog and/or like! They mean a lot ^^

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Perfectly Cozy

@ericaawkward : Fluffy movie night with Ethan. Please?

Ah I am so sorry it took so long!! Hopefully you’ll still enjoy it, honey! <3

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     Ethan wanted tonight to be perfect- or well, perfect in a casual way, wanting it to be one of the coziest of cozy nights for both of you. The two of you have hardly had enough time for each other recently; your school and part-time job demanding a lot of attention, especially as finals are steadily making their way around the corner. Meanwhile, Ethan had been working on some side projects with his friend Mark in addition to his normal, but still plentiful, workload. Needless to say, the two of you were in need of some cuddles.

     So, Ethan aimed to transform his apartment into a giant soft and fluffy palace; a bountiful amount of pillows were strewn about the living area, blankets covering almost all of the tiny room. And after some he managed to convince Amy and Kathryn, he was able to borrow some fairy lights to add to the mystical, yet calm, aura of the room- albeit, it was also because he knew of your affinity for the delicate choice in lighting. Tonight was all about relaxing, after all, and Ethan was sure to make it as soothing as possible. Nights like these somehow became rare in your relationship over the past few weeks, and it bothered both of you that your schedules managed to cause some of the romance to fade in your relationship.

     Which was why your dorky brunette wanted to bring it back with a bang.

     The moment he heard the knock on his door, Ethan checked over everything once again to make sure it was all good to go. Your favorite snack was waiting to be eaten on the counter along with a box of pizza and a bowl of freshly popped popcorn, the soft lighting was all prepared, and the room looked like a plush haven. Yeah, tonight would be amazing!

     He opened the door with a smile adorning his features, “Good evening, m’lady,” the brunette lead you in and watched as your eyes widened with astonishment at all his hard work. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride run through his mind.

     “Ethan… What is all of this?” You asked turning around, lips spreading into a surprised but joyous smile, “I thought we were just having a movie night?”

     The man in question chuckled and gave a nod, though he scratched the back of his neck with a slightly sheepish composure, “We are, but, I wanted to make tonight extra fluffy and special, y’know?”

     You let out a light laugh and hugged your sweet boyfriend, finding it incredible how you managed to have such a loving and caring guy in your life that would go all out for a simple movie night just because it’s been a while. How can a person be so cute? Goodness, Ethan really has been a blessing in your life. “Do you know that you’re an actual beehive? Like, the amount of sweetness that is in you, honey, is beeyond me,” You playfully complimented while also turning it into as cheesy of a joke as this idea of his- only one is cheesy humor, the other is a cheesy and adorable action of luck.

      And he found it just as silly and stupid as you hoped he would, “Just go to the couch, ya dork,” though before you can, Ethan gave your nose a little kiss- enough for a light wave of heat to rush to your cheeks as the endearing act, “By the way,” he interjected, walking over towards the counter and showing off his array of treats for the night, “We’ve got pizza, popcorn, and your favorite!” As if he wanted to prove to you even more that he was the best boyfriend ever.

     “Yes! Okay, um, popcorn first, since it is a movie night! Then we can indulge in the rest,” You proposed as you plopped down on the comfy couch that felt like a cloud with how many pillows and blankets he had rested on it. Ethan agreed and happily brought the bowl over to the couch with a light jog, he sat beside you, his free arm open and inviting you for the cuddlefest that will last all night.

     Once the two of you got into perfect cuddling position, snuggled up to one another with the popcorn bowl nearby, the movie began. Simply enjoying one another’s company as the movie played on, not a single thought of school or work on either mind. After all, the only thing you needed to think about now was sitting right beside you.

~~ Heyo! Hopefully, I’m doing alright for still trying to break that stubborn writer’s block haha either way, if you enjoyed this little fic, please tell me in the comments or reblog and/or like! They mean a lot ^^

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so me and @themarkiplierexperience are gonna rewrite 12 days lmao

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Stumbling About

So I had started writing this a while ago and I honestly completely forgot about it until a few days ago and just today I was able to finish this little one-shot! It wasn’t requested but I remember thinking it was a stupid and cute thing to write for a quick little story and hopefully it’ll help me get back into my writing rhythm :) 

Summary: After a girls’ night out, you come home to Mark and tell him about your great accomplishment that night... albeit, you may be recovering from having a bit too much to drink while doing so. 

Warnings: Mentions of Alcohol 

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     The sound of the front door opening and shutting gains Mark’s attention, his eyes leave the T.V. and he catches the sight of you struggling with the removal of your shoes. As he's about to get up to possibly assist you in your endeavor, Chica beats him in greeting you- a rush of golden fur running past him and towards you. He couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head at the cute scene before him. The ravenette walks up to you with a sideways smile spread across his features, “How was your night, chickadee?” Yet, you don't reply. Instead, you just seem to be a bit distracted by Chica- who is happily licking every inch of your face- though, when Mark calls your name, your eyes meet his and soon a giggle spills from your lips.

     “It was so great, Mark! Everyone was like… so nice? I haven’t hung out with them in so long! And, and we went to this karaoke bar downtown and I rocked it!” You chime, slurring your words just enough to allow the ravenette to get the idea that maybe you indulged a bit too much while out. He’s hardly ever seen you intoxicated since you typically don’t drink around him, despite him telling you it’s fine. A tiny spark of curiosity goes off in the back of his mind and he can’t help but wonder what you’re like when you’ve knocked one too many back.

     “I believe you, babe,” An amused grin slides across his cheeks as he watches you light up, happy that he’s acknowledged your admirable achievement of ‘rocking it’ in a karaoke bar. Ah, but that ounce of curiosity leads him to his next question, one he simply couldn’t refuse to ask, “You wanna show me how you rocked it?”

     Your eyes widen and he watches as a glimmer of excitement shines through, you nod eagerly and after giving Chica one last pet and standing up, with a small stumble or two, you laugh sweetly, “Yeah! Are you sure you’re ready though? It’ll, like, blow your mind, Markimoo.”

     Mark hums in thought, giving his stubble a few intelligent strokes to make him appear as though he's in deep thought to your intoxicated self. After a moment, he takes a deep breath and sets his hands on his hips, “Alright, I'm ready. Show me what you got, baby!”

     You dust off your clothes and with a quick clearing of your throat, you begin to ‘sing’ Bruno Mars’ 24K Magic with such passion that Chica runs away. Totally because of the amount of passion, not because you're practically screaming it. Nope, Chica is just in awe and her cute little puppy dog ears just weren't prepared for such greatness, that's totally the reason why.

     Mark is trying very hard not to laugh.

     Mark is failing at that task.

     Your expression changes to one of confusion as a pout forms on your lips, “Why are you laughing, Mark..?”

     Shit.

     He rubs the back of his neck and calms his laughter, “I, I was just so overwhelmed but joy from your singing that I couldn't help but laugh. You were so amazing, baby.” Hopefully, that'll get Mark off the chopping board.

     And it does.

     In a quick flash, your expression changes once again into one of admiration and you quickly throw yourself onto your boyfriend and embrace him tightly, “Awe, Mark!! You're so sweet!” You coo, beginning to pepper his face in quick kisses, “I have the best boyfriend ever!”

     Mark merely chuckles and hugs you back, cheerfully accepting his reward for playing it off smoothly. Or, smooth enough to get it past the version of you that's intoxicated because never would that have worked if you were sober- far too smart for that. Though for now, he'll just enjoy this silly, affectionate, and drunk persona of yours. Albeit, it does worry him a little at the thought of you possibly hugging some stranger because they complimented your ‘singing’, “Gotta remember to tell your friends not to let you drink so much next time...”

    “What was that?”

   “Nothing, baby, just making a mental note.”

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I really hope you all liked this, if you did, please leave a like, comment, and maybe even reblog! It’s all really appreciated and helps get me motivated, which I may or may not need as of late <3