#* ethan .

[bedevileds]

@mccntower

seated in anticipation, he awaits the arrival of his newly appointed pr manager, already besieged by exasperation at the entire situation. rumours abound, alleging that his demeanour had spiralled out of control and that he was indifferent, indulging in revelry and casual liaisons at whim. now, it was asserted that he required assistance in making his image better, hence the impending encounter with the other. but, ethan loathed nothing more than being dictated to. ❛so, you're the one who is about to make my life living hell, hm?❜

[bedevileds]

@100lies

a soft hum escapes his lips as he returns to his ancestral abode, having savoured the marvels of the world during his travels. despite the troubles with family, he knows it is their resources that afford him the opulent lifestyle he enjoys, and he will endure anything to maintain it. as he surveys the grounds, he espies the figure of an unfamiliar individual, pondering their identity. he is mindful of the frequent turnover among the household staff, surmising that this person must be a recent addition. a faint smirk graces his lips as he creeps over, before announcing his presence with a clearing of his throat. ❛and who exactly might you be, darlin'? seems I can't keep up with who comes and goes from this place anymore.❜

[bedevileds]

a muted exhale escapes between lips, expression smoothing into a calm façade despite thoughts that lie dormant. it was not entirely unforeseen that their reaction would unfold in this manner, particularly in light of his abrupt departure— a regrettable tendency when faced with challenges in his life. while he was aware of the unwavering support the other had consistently offered him, there were occasions when he found himself compelled to act on impulsive instincts, seeking solace from the burden that plagued him. ❛i did what i had to do, call it whatever you want but it was what i needed at the time.❜

@spicecbinet / liked for a starter .

[bedevileds]

ethan's lips curl into his signature smirk, relishing in the subtle pleasure of provoking the other and skilfully getting under their skin. it becomes evident that this is a pastime he thoroughly enjoys, a game that has now resumed in their private moment together. the company of just the two of them fuels his irrepressible urge to wield his words with a touch of sarcasm, effortlessly blending wit and jest as he teases them, allowing his verbal barbs to dance in the air. ❛sooner or later, he’ll tire of your life. or you’ll get bored. i can already see it.❜

@quaalude / liked for a starter .