#ft. ethan

[makaylahoffmann]

@ethanxhoffmann

[mvxsinc]

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐅𝐎𝐑:  @outsldcr. 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍:  festival  grounds.

     SHE’S  BEEN  LOOKING  FOR  ANY  OF  THE  BAND  MEMBERS  for  the  better  part  of  half  an  hour,  but  maybe  max  has  been  scouting  for  ethan  in  particular.  not  that  she’s  playing  favorites,  but  ethan  and  her  have  always  leveled  on  pretty  much  everything  and  she  knows  how  he  must  be  feeling  right  now  simply  because  she  knows  how  she’d  be  feeling.

     «  hey,  rockstar,  »  maxine  greets  him  with  a  bright  smile  when  she  approaches,  poking  at  ethan’s  shoulder  to  get  his  attention.  «  you  look  about  ready  to  kick  some  ass,  »  she  says  then  to  inspire  some  confidence.  truth  is  he  looks  kinda  terrified.  then  again,  who  the  hell  wouldn’t  be  ?  either  way,  max  is  on  a  mission  to  make  the  guy  enjoy  the  moment  the  best  he  can.  «  how  are  you  feeling  ?  »

[shapiros]

surprise ! starter for ethan / @outsldcr​

– “SEE, I BET YOU THOUGHT YOU DIDN’T HAVE ONE,” blair says when ethan opens the door to his apartment, shoddily wrapped gift box in hand. she was messaging everyone trying to figure out where the fuck he lived, so who blair’s got isn’t much of a secret to anyone else at this point. still, she’s put love into the mixtapes she’s made for him, and she stole the guitar strings from her brother’s room herself. and the pokemon cards ? well, she didn’t realize there was a difference between those and that magic thing he asked for, but she TRIED. this is actually the most she’s ever done for the secret snowflake thing, and . . .

god, don’t ask her to explain it, but maybe the importance of the tradition this year got to her a little. notoriously, in the years she worked at high volume as a kid, no one ever wanted blair to get them because she’d always flake out. she hasn’t this year. she’s standing on ethan’s fucking porch after tracking him down. 

“ here you go – ho, ho, ho and all that. though if you don’t invite me in, i’ll start caroling. ” 

[mackfm]

𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨 : closed for @outsldcr​​​  ! 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 : the backroom of high volume  !

    with her knees pulled up to her chest , mack sat curled up on the dingy old couch in the backroom . she was technically on the clock but brought it upon herself to take an unofficial break - slipping away from the front of the store to be alone with her thoughts . the spare key she nicked from jerry’s place twirled between nimble fingers . mack’s gaze bore into it as if staring for long enough would uncover all the secrets to things they all might not be ready to know . it wasn’t until she heard the familiar sound of the door being swung open that her intense concentration finally broke . frantically hiding the key in the palm of her clenched fist , she shoved her hand out of sight in an effort to appear as normal as possible . though her attempt was awkward at best . her attention turned to the door and she was met with none other than ethan . which was relieving in some ways . “hey ,” mack greeted in an airy tone , his presence clearly catching her off guard . “um , sorry for disappearing . i sorta just needed a breather ... no one’s giving you a hard time up there , are they ?” 

[haus-of-muses]

Starter for misunderstoodcreatures 

“What do ya mean we have anotha sister!?” Ethan yelled at the family attorney, clearly distraught about the hidden truth. Eliza shook her head while resting her hand on her twin’s arm to calm him down, her perfect lips in a permanent frown. “Who is she, Jebediah?” She asked the older man, a friend of her father’s. “Now, why do ya ask her ya self? ‘Member, ya two, she is as confused as you both. An’ boy, ya bettah bite that tongue of yours an’ treat the young Miss with utmost respect like ya momma taught ya. I’ll go get her now...”

The twins silently exchanged looks when the family attorney exited the room, leaving the two in their thoughts and silently voicing their concerns and trying to sum up any kid of answers. “Papa would never be unfaithful to Mama...” Eliza whispered her reassurance to Ethan.

[cntrlmouse-blog]

mouse was on the couch, leaning against the arm, entertaining her daughter while her son was sitting at the coffee table, eating goldfish. she let out a small giggle as her daughter belly laughed when she was held in the air. “you’re so cute,” she said, kissing the baby’s nose before looking over to the coffee table when she heard ethan smack the table. “hey. stop crushing them up and eat them or i’m gonna put ‘em away, don’t make a mess,” she said. “i’m not makin’ a mess, i’m just crushing it cause it tried to bite me,” ethan replied, making mouse roll her eyes. “smart ass,” she muttered.

[mvxsinc]

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃  𝐅𝐎𝐑:  ethan  milhorn  ╱  @outsldcr​. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓:  dreamscape  ‘99.

     THE  BETTER  PART  OF  THE  EVENING  is  slowly  approaching  its  end  and  maxine’s  got  half  a  mind  to  leave.  it  would  be  reasonable,  and  yet  that  part  of  her  has  seemingly  left  her  tonight,  leaving  her  to  push  through  the  dance  crowd  in  search  of  company.  what  she  soon  finds  is  the  unwanted  kind,  when  upon  noticing  marty  far  away  she’s  distracted  and  someone  has  the  audacity  (  must  be  a  man,  no  question  there  )  to  pinch  her  ass.  max,  far  from  sober,  manages  to  spin  around  without  a)  vomiting  and  b)  falling,  and  then  without  thinking,  max  raises  her  fist  and  drives  it  into  the  nearest  male’s  cheek.

     the  alcohol,  evidently,  is  making  her  rather  trigger  happy.  god,  her  hand  fucking  hurts.

     only  after  landing  another  impressive  punch  (  the  second  tonight,  and  the  night’s  still  young  )  does  she  stop  to  inspect  her  victim.  upon  recognizing  ethan,  reason  revisits  if  only  for  a  second,  because  whilst  they’re  not  super  close  or  anything,  max  is  pretty  sure  ethan  is  not  the  butt-pincher  type.  she  could  be  wrong  —  is  sort  of  notorious  for  being  so,  actually,  and  yet  she  doesn’t  even  entertain  the  thought.  «  ethan  ?!  shit,  i’m  sorry.  »  she  pulls  him  out  of  the  thick  crowd.  «  are  you  okay  ??  »

[makaylahoffmann]

@ethanxhoffmann