Ethan, how young would you let your Daddy set you as and keep you that way when you're not being used sexually?
Ethan: Interesting question, Anon. Uhhh, kinda depends on which Daddy. But I don't think I could go younger than 2. We can always work on younger ages and such, but it depends on my comfort level and how everything works. Like will it be a most of the time age range thing? What am I allowed to do and when? Is it a "live-in boyfriend type" of situation or "only when you're home/with me" thing? Especially since canonically I'm in school pursuing an English degree and work at a local library. Tell me more about what you're thinking, anon.
quirks: n/a
bad habits: being late to everything
favorite movie: billy madison
favorite song: wouldn’t it be nice by the beach boys
biography
ethan grew up as the youngest of the humphrey siblings and from the very beginning, he was always the loud one and the one that was getting into something. he never was one to stay out of trouble or to stay still and once he got older, he put less of his energy focusing on school and other important things and more of his energy focusing on girls and parties. it didn’t exactly thrill his parents and well, it didn’t matter to him then anyways. really, he never really cared for anyone other than himself...
until his dad passed away. once his dad passed away, ethan changed. of course he still liked parties and he still liked girls but his family came first. he was there for his mom and he was there for alexis and he listened to mickey when mickey said something. his dad’s passing was completely unexpected and wasn’t something that he thought that he would have to deal with at such a young age. he picked up his focus on his grades and graduated high school on time, which was probably a shock to everyone in the family.
ethan worked a lot of odd jobs until the three siblings decided to take over the ranch from their uncle and move to hollows creek. he liked the change of scenery, the new job, and new people. it wasn’t too big where he felt like he wouldn’t fit in and he liked the place. unfortunately for him, he was unaware of the fact that most supernatural things were real. he knew about his sister but he just assumed it was something she practiced, not something she was born with but once he was turned, he was very aware of how wrong he was about well...everything when it came to the supernatural world.
one night he was out partying like he always was but that night in particular, he managed to step into the wrong party and he was lucky enough to live through the attention he received that night. the only flip side to things is he was turned into a vampire and he has no idea how to manage his new transition. being a new, clumsy vampire wasn’t fun for him or well...anyone.
So I'm you're boyfriend now, not your daddy? Seems like a downgrade to me. (from Mitch, use any muse)
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Ethan chuckled. “Mitchie it’s only for tonight because we’re having dinner with my parents. I don’t wanna say ‘Daddy can you pass the salt?’ and get a look when you both reach for it. I can be a big boy for just a few hours and we can resume as normal the second we leave the restaurant.”
Ethan was excited. It had been too long since he’d been to a party, but tonight he and Rodger were going to a club, which was an upgrade in the boy’s eyes. It wasn’t long before he was dressed in a nice maroon button up shirt and nice fitting -but still comfortable enough to dance in- black jeans. “Yo Rodger, you ready?” He called as he put his phone and wallet in his pockets, taking one last glance in the mirror.
To say Adam was nervous was an understatement. He’d never really gotten into the club scene. He’d been to clubs once or twice but he always embarrassed himself. This time he was going with Tate. After almost ten outfit changes he’d settled on dark blue skinny pants and a white graphic tee with a jacket. “Does this look okay?” He asked his roommate.
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They were clothes shopping. Ethan had reached up, standing on his toes to grab a cute top that was hanging up. He gasped and bit his lip as he felt Harley’s hands groping his ass and hips. “Daddyyy,” he whined, giggling a little.
