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Enjoy this wonderful edit of Ethan @crankgameplays
Are you interested in dragons or fantasy themed art?
Well, I think the right question to ask is… 😌
Ethan Nestor x reader
gender neutral
era: current...???
warning: mark being a little suggestive, i don’t like there’s swears but maybe, ethan being fluff
“Hey, babe?” Ethan called out into the small, but cozy, house. All he got was a weird noise, maybe a snort, coming from the living room. He walked into the room to see Y/N laughing at Spencer as he was rolling around on the carpet. They looked at Ethan when they a chuckle.
“Hi Eef!” Y/N had jumped up from the floor and hugged the brunette. Ethan giggles and embraced them.
“Me and Mark are starting a live stream, do you want to join?” As a response, Y/N ran into the kitchen, grabbing as many snacks as they could carry.
“Are you coming?” Y/N called back at Ethan who was standing, shaking his head at his partner with a smile on his face.
“Yup!” He jogged towards his little ‘gaming room’ where he has his PC set up.
“Dude, where were you- OH HI Y/N!!” Mark waved and smiled at the giggling person walking into the room. Y/N waved back and hugged the camera as Mark was at his own house.
“I was getting asking Y/N if they wanted to join.” Ethan pulled a chair out for Y/N and the chat exploded with comments about it.
“Ethan! Look! They loves you.” Mark made a dreaming look on his face, poking fun at the couple.
“I know they love Ethan, but they like me so much more.” Y/N replied sassily. The three of them laughed at the little joke while the chat agreed with them.
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After a while of playing Phasmaphobia together, Y/N had quit to watch the two man-children scream at the small scares on the screen.
“NO NO! ETHAN, SHE KILLED ME!!” Mark screamed as the ghost had covered his screen with her hands. Both Ethan and Y/N had laughed at his behaviour. “Hey! That’s not nice.”
“Well, your not nice!” Y/N poked their tongue out at the man. Ethan laughed again and laid his head on their shoulder.
“Ew! Stop making love in front of these poor children!” Mark screamed, once again, and covered his eyes jokingly. Ethan was red in the face and Y/N was making suggestive faces towards the camera.
“We- I- We weren’t-“ Ethan was stumbling over his own words as Y/N and Mark laughed at his adorable behaviour.
Smile, Ethie!
Ethan is lacking this much 🤏🏼 to go nuts in Martra, and Maya is like “let’s go besties ✌🏾😗”
I guess I found voices for them 👍🏽 the first song of each playlist is their voices
Sylris’s playlist is not organized yet cuz I don’t know half of the songs there, I just thought the vibe and lyrics matched him. It’s so hard to find songs that speaks about him 😞
Ethan Doll
I saw these cute dolls in Pinterest, and they are very VERY cute, so I drew Ethan in this style.
(For who follows my side blog, this is what made me get overly excited to do something cool. This was the cool thing I thought about 👍🏽)
Here, thinking about Kenyan’s state in the main story.
I need to decide if she’ll be still fighting or if she gave up already, cuz it’ll change A LOT of the story.
If she’s fighting:
She has no idea Ethan is in Martra.
Ethan will see her for the first time in an execution and she’ll look away
She’ll fight Sylris to know wth Ethan is doing there
She won’t know how to react if Ethan tries to talk to her personally
She won’t tell him the whole truth, afraid of burdening him with the problems she has been protecting him from.
Ethan will get mad at her, but will notice something is wrong
Hiélo will be there to explain things to Ethan
Ethan will try to save his mum, etc etc etc… next things are too much spoiler
Now, if she gave up:
She’ll ask Sylris to bring Ethan to Martra, so they can stay in family
She probably won’t be holding executions now that she knows he’s somewhere in Martra ☠️
She’ll look for him hard, and Behati will think Ethan is some kind of wanted criminal
Ethan is taken to the castle and “WOAH, MUM?!” and Kenyan will cry hard while hugging him
Sylris will be the utmost example of a great father, trust him
Kenyan will try to explain everything, but telling a filtered story where things don’t sound as bad as it was
Kenyan and Sylris will fight about whether revealing him as their son or not (Maivtre shouldn’t have a male child)
Sylris finds a way to make it valid and kinda forces Ethan to accept it
Ethan feels overwhelmed, etc etc etc… I don’t know what would happen next lmao
The first idea is in my mind since some time, but the second might be good too cuz it might confuse Ethan more. “What? My mum left me just to stay with my father?! And the reason she didn’t take me with her was ‘because it was too far away and in a strange/dangerous world’????”
THE POOR GUY JUST KNOWS SUFFERING
Interview - Ethan
Hello, every-nyan! It was a hustle to convince Ethan, but he finally said yes to our interview! Are you excited, Ethie?!
“Hi, guys.” Smiles sheepish and waves. “Not really, but… for some reason, you want to know more about me, is that right? My name is Ethan Yaneh… or Ethan Price, I don’t know. And I’m 18.”
Relax, Ethan! I admit the questions might be personal, but we’re all friends here, no judgment! Let’s start with an easy one.
1. What would be your ideal date? ( @gojicorps )
“Hm… something like cinema, I guess? It’s quiet and you just enjoy their company beside you. Or maybe having a picnic with lots of fruits, pies and cakes.” Shrugs. “I’m not sure. As long it’s with the person I like, it would be my ideal date.”
Ah, the question has a continuation…
2. When will you acknowledge that you like Maya?
“Maya?” Ears warm up. “Uh… it’s kinda too early to tell I like her, no?… I mean, we did kiss, but it was in the rush of the moment, and I don’t even know her for real, and perhaps she was just kidding, she probably was just bored with the party, and she doesn’t take me seriously, and—“ Brushes face with hands. “Okay, okay, I guess you got it. Can we not pry in my shabby romantic life?”
Haha, sorry! We didn’t intend to make you blush! Let’s get a really easy question for you!
3. How’s your daily life with the Prices?
“Pretty normal? Or, actually, no. They’re extravagant, but in a good way. Does that make sense?…” Frowns slightly, leg bouncing. “Gosh, it doesn’t. Right, lemme try again— They’re very nice and come up with lots of funny ideas. Mr. Price isn’t always at home, but he does his best to keep up when he is, so… yeah, it’s great. It’s just a tiny annoying when I don’t want to participate in their stuff, and they tell me to.”
4. It seems you have met Sammy, your brother, before you get adopted; how was it?
“Ah, Sam is my friend since Elementary school!” Smiles. “I was more talkative back then, so we used to spend a lot of time studying, playing RPG and exploring…” pauses and smile freezes, “…my mum’s garden. It was bigger than normal gardens, you know? A kid’s dream. Full of flowers and birds. We liked it.”
5. The incident happened when you were still young; did you have someone to help you in the time?
Looks away. “The neighbors backed me. I stayed in many friends’ houses, but it was hard to stand those looks.” Swallows. “Dottie told me stay in their house, despite my insistence to not be adopted. I didn't want 'cause it felt… wrong. As if I was, like, trying to delete her from my life?… it was hypocrite.”
6. After it, did you notice any radical changes in your style of life or behavior?
“Yeah, obviously, I got quieter. And shy.” Bites the inside of cheek. “Insecure? The doctor said I had depression and problems with socialization, but apparently I improved. Dottie took me to therapy through the year, and I feel okay, so maybe the doctor is right. I hope.”
7. If you could come back in time and redo something, what would you do?
“There are many things… I’d have behaved better, I wouldn’t be so naive, I’d have loved more, I’d have lived at my best… but sometimes I wonder if it really would change anything.” Hugs cushion. “Maybe it was meant. Maybe I’ll be forever this miserable kid. I wanted to grow up, but how in Heaven’s name am I supposed to do that? They didn’t teach me. They just threw it over me and, ‘well, it’s your problem now.’” Smirks tightly.
8. It has been years; how do you expect to get over this after so long?
Silent, looking down.
“…do I need to get over it?” Mumbling. “She is my mum, I don’t want to forget the good things she did for me. If I do, who am I in the world? All I learned, all I am, came from her. I can’t just… brush her off.”
Ethan, you know this isn’t healthy for you. You probably already heard it, but you won’t grow until you move and try to change. If your mother truly loved you, she would want you to live.
“If she truly loved me, she’d be here.” Frowns and holds cushion tighter.
“…I don’t want to answer more…”
What’s your biggest source of inspiration for Ethan :D
Were there any characters that inspired you? Any Music, movies, books, etc.
Myself—
I wish I was kidding lol 😀
Tbh, I don’t know how to make things inspired on others; at least, not in a conscious level. Like, if I hear a song, the best I can do is read the lyrics and think about some animation I could do with that, but other than that? “Sry, my mind was busy understanding the media ✋🏽”
So… Ethan is a scaredy cat, people-pleaser, trying to feel loved again. This is all about me????? I don’t know how it ended up like this, I swear I didn’t realize he was like this when I was writing about him.
But the main idea I had while writing the current Ethan was: “He is a normal guy. The most normal guy ever, living a normal life. Then he goes to a weird world, like isekai stories, but instead of dominating it, he will be scared/sad/worried the whole time, just like any normal person would be at a weird world where you don’t know anyone.”
It just annoys me how they put kids and teenagers to fight a big evil, and they’re fine with it, and they win???? No way. If it was me, I’d die in spot.
Now the thing is that I inserted Maya in this world as well, it wasn’t in my plans, so it will probably change more of his feelings, I don’t know…
(And my opinion about Ethan? He’s not my favorite guy. I don’t like him a lot. Maybe cuz he represents the weak part of me?… I prefer Kenyan, who’s just the mad/“I give up” part of me. And yeah, this family is all based on myself, including Sylris; fight me)
OMG IT’S NOT BAD, HE LOOKS SO CUTE 😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖
Keep knowing there’s no such a thing like “bad” or “good” drawing; each of them have their special trait and I love they all, including yours!!!!!! I know it feels cliche or something, but I’m really not lying; I love your style. DON’T feel pressured to make a collage, so you don’t get burn out! (Take care of yourself too)
Thank you very much for drawing my Ethan 😭🙏🏽💖
I love it a lot. Really. I’m almost dying of excitement.
(AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA)
He’d really start crying.
Art Trade
There we go, @rainydayzxd ! He still doesn’t have name, but I loved his style! (Go help Rainy decide a name for him)
I hope you like it!
Yet another backstory!
AO3 / Wattpad
9 Y - 0 M - 4 D
“I want that squirrel.” Ethan pointed at the tree that was triple his height.
His mother took off her sunglasses, searched for the animal between the leaves, and analyzed her little boy.
“You’ll get your clothes dirty.”
“I can wash them later.”
She saw the squirrel far away, really far away, holding a nut and moving its nose. Such an ugly creature…
“Do you want to eat that?”
“It’s not for eating! It is to be my pet!”
“Pet?” She frowned and leaned on. “Is there a special reason for this?”
“Because Tony is small, and it will be cool to chase him there!” Ethan put his hands together. “Please, mum, can I have it?!”
She looked up and down at his new outfit: polo shirt, shorts over his knees, led shoes, and, lastly, his puppy face.
Fragile. And extremely cute.
She sighed. “Yes, you can, but go slowly so you don’t fall.”
“Alright, mum! I love you!” said him, already running at the tree.
He arrived at the base and checked if he was in the same direction as Tony. The squirrel didn’t move at all, so it would be easy to catch him!
Hugging the tree, Ethan put a foot on a bump, and pushed his body up. He gripped the next branch, tested if it held his weight, then pushed up again.
He kept doing it, slowly as his mother told him to, until the largest branches finally arrived. It was the hardest part: to get over there; but Ethan could see Tony just at the edge, and he wouldn’t stop now that he was this close.
Placing his hands in minor areas, he managed to get his torso over. To get his legs up as well, he just had to drag himself on the branch and… ta-dah! He was safely sat!
The squirrel was still with its nut, trying to open it with big teeth. It made Ethan smirk. Tony was kinda similar to Sam in appearance; would they like to meet each other? Ethan was certain they would, so he should hurry.
He moved subtly to not scare Tony, just like his mum did in other times. It would probably work with him, too, if he did the exact same thing.
“Hi, Tony,” he whispered. “Do you wanna go to my house? There’s a lot of food there.”
He showed his hand to the squirrel, who stared for a long time before approaching. His tiny paws let go of the nut and touched Ethan’s hand, as if searching for something.
“Hey, this tickles!” Ethan giggled and squirmed as Tony traveled his arm and shoulders, stopping over his head. “What are you doing there? Is it comfortable?”
Ethan could feel the squirrel pulling his hair, then going still as if he found the perfect spot. After realizing he was ready, the boy put the nut in his pocket.
“Now, we just gotta get down and…” He froze.
When did he get that high?
His body tensed as he looked down for the first time. No way he could jump from this height; he’d turn into a pancake! What could he do?! What could he do?!
He hugged the branch, looking for his mother who was just a minuscule red point on the green.
“Mum!” he called, but she didn’t move. “MOMMYYYY!”
Tony squeaked and left in a rush, jumping on Ethan’s legs and causing more screams.
“NO, TONY! DON’T RUN!” Ethan wanted to catch the squirrel, but his body was locked. “COME BACK, PLEASE!”
Yet the squirrel disappeared in the leaves, totally forgetting about the promises of food and new home. Ughhh, what a traitor!
Ethan looked down again and his heart sank.
His mother wasn’t on the bench anymore. Where did she go?! Did she leave him stuck there?! How could s—
“Ethan, is everything okay?!” Her voice came from below, returning his soul to his body. “Did you get the squirrel?!”
“HE LEFT!” Ethan carefully looked down, but regretted it immediately. Spirits, what a nauseating place to be in… “I’M STUCK, MOMMY! HELP!”
“You climbed up; you figure out how to get down!”
His eyes darted at the horrific distance between him and the ground, and, nuh-uh. Nope. Sov.
“MUM, IT’S TOO HIGH! I LOVE MY LIFE! I WON’T DO IT!”
She chuckled softly. “It’s not hard, son! Just put your feet in the same place you put before, and climb down!”
“BUT I WILL FALL AND DIE!”
“You won’t, I promise you!”
“MUMMMMMMMM!” He shut his eyes and gripped the tree like a koala. “I’M NOT GOING DOWN!”
“And I’m not going to get you!” She sat beside the tree. “If you’re staying there, we can pass the night here. I don’t mind!”
Ethan couldn’t believe it. Was it for real? She really wasn’t coming to save him?? Even if he’s clearly in danger?! She doesn’t mind if he dies?!
…no, she must be kidding. She was letting Ethan stay for longer because he broke her bracelet. She said it was fine, but maybe she secretly got angry at him, and now was taking advantage of his situation. That must be it. He just gotta wait until she pities him.
Yeah, she was going to get him soon.
Soon.
At any moment.
At any second.
When she feels like it.
Before it was night.
She would do it.
However, time passed, Ethan didn’t move an inch, and his belly was getting wild. The only thing he had all afternoon was an ice cream, and now his stomach was trying to eat him inside out.
Meanwhile, his mum was there, laid down and resting peacefully on the grass.
“Mummyyyyyy… I’m hungry!”
“Me too.” She didn’t even open her eyes. “A shame you let that squirrel escape.”
“Tony wasn’t food! He was my pet!”
“As you say, dear.”
And she kept silent, not uttering a single word about saving him. The crickets and owls were talking more than her, at this point!
His lips trembled when he talked again.
“Mum, will you really leave me alone here forever?!”
“Of course no, am I not here?” She smiled. “I won’t leave you alone, Ethan; I am letting you learn something useful.”
“But it’s past the time of learning anything! It’s time for dinner, then fairytale, then bedtime!”
“I know, it will be such a hassle to fix it when we get home, so can you climb down quickly?”
The boy stared at his mum, measuring once more how hard he could fall. Maybe it wasn’t that far, but…
“It’s dark, I can’t see.”
“Ethan…” She huffed and got up, resting her hand on her hip. “We both know you can see clearly—the moon is full, and your vision is better than mine—, so stop procrastinating and get down!”
Ethan breathed in deeply, gazing from his mum to the tree trunk. He could see everything, as she said, but could he do it?…
“Sweet, hear me,” she continued. “It’s not hard. Drag yourself to the trunk, hold it, then put your foot on the nearest branch. After being sure it won’t fall, repeat the steps until you get here. It’s the same as going up, but in the inverse order. Easy, right?”
“Easy, saying! It’s not you here, mum…” he grumbled and swallowed dry.
However, he knew he had no other way to leave. It was climb down or climb down, so he stretched his hands forward. Slowly, focused and shaking, he moved on the branch towards his goal.
Without looking down, he got at the trunk and squeezed it with his arms. His heart was about to break his rib cage, but he continued the process: a foot down, blindly looking for a new support, then descending over it.
Sometimes Ethan would misstep on a lump and feel his blood vanishing, but then he’d find a way to stabilize himself, say thanks to the stars, and keep the journey down.
It wasn’t easy at all; it was hard, terrible. He felt like he’d fall at each action, hurt himself while falling, hit the ground, go to the hospital, have a head surgery, then die, leaving his mum crying for him the rest of her life.
And this was exactly what happened.
Disturbed by his own thoughts, he glanced down for a second. A millisecond. A tenth of a millisecond. And that was when gravity pulled him down with all its might.
It was fast. Too fast! Ethan screamed and reached for something to hold, but he only held onto leaves who folded with him. He couldn’t seem to stop! He was going to hit the ground! He was going to die!
“ETHAN!”
He shut his eyes, prepared for the inevitable, for the impact, and—
He rolled like a barrel, in a tight space, muffled noises, and aching body. When he stopped spinning, his brain didn’t. It kept sick, feeling suffocated. His lungs were heavy, and it just was tight. Everything was unbelievably tight.
The voice was what made him realize the cause of that problem.
“Thunder! Begone evil!” His mother cursed behind him, still pressing him against her chest. “Do you want to give me a heart attack, Ethan?!”
He couldn’t tell apart her heartbeats from his, but he knew they both weren’t fine. She was shaking. Or was it him? They were too close. Her arms were entangled around his body and he could feel her uneven breath on his hair.
Ah…
Safe. He was safe. He didn’t die. His mum saved him. She got him before he hit the ground. She saved him.
He held weakly to her hands, and the tears came at once.
“Ethan…” she called and turned him over. “Ethan? Are you hurt somewhere? Did you hit anything??”
He shook his head, but she checked him whole as he didn’t stop to cry. He couldn’t, and he didn’t understand why. Instead, he jumped into her arms again, hugging her neck and weeping louder.
“Son?…” muttered her.
She didn’t push him away, nor told him to be quiet, nor mocked his ugly face.
She just held him back, pulled him closer, and mumbled softly:
“I am here, Ethan. I am here.”
I decided I’ll add short backstories after each chapter (probably). So now I added one and update some tiny details in the other chapters. (Ugh, it’s so annoying to update things in three apps, cuz I use Docs, then AO3, then Wattpad 😭)
AO3 / Wattpad
9 Y - 11 M - 22 D
“Are you coming later?”
“Uh… I don’t know if my mum will let me go, especially in this weather.” He looked at the sky outside. That storm was about to collapse everything, for certain.
“Jesus, Ethie! Your mum will never let you visit us?!”
The boy smiled sheepishly and fixed the backpack straps. “She’s worried. We never stay away from each other, you know?”
“You are away now.” Sam raised his brows while pushing the door open.
“The teachers are looking,” Ethan said while dodging the loud children. “It’s not the same as going home with you.”
“My mum will be there, why would she be worried about anything?!” He glanced at his friend. “Sometimes I think she’s too protective of you; just saying.”
Ethan grimaced. “I know, but…”
It was his mum. It was normal for her to be worried, right? It meant she loved him a lot. It meant she cared. There was no reason for him to be mad.
Not when she was there at the entrance, with two umbrellas at hand. She always came to get him in time, no matter the situation.
And his mum had the prettiest smile ever.
“Hi, sweetheart.” She kissed his forehead softly before patting his head. “Did you have a good day?”
“Yeah, mum! The teacher tried to make an experiment, but he had the wrong ratio, so I taught him how he could fix it!”
“Nice job, Ethan,” she smiled. “I bet the teacher was deeply impressed by you.”
“More likely depressed…” mumbled Sam.
Ethan heard it and he knew his mother heard as well. It was that brief twitch in her ear that gave her feelings out.
At that moment, Ethan wanted to have telepathic conversations with her, so he could gently say, “MUM, YOU CAN’T ARGUE WITH MY FRIENDS! I WON’T TALK TO YOU ALL DAY IF YOU DO IT!”, but as he didn’t have this power, he just begged internally she’d understand his intentions.
She gazed at him and glared at Sam for a tense, long moment. The boy averted his eyes, retreating a step, and Ethan was ready to snoop in to help his friend.
But then her polite smile came back.
“Hi, Sammy. How is Mrs. Price doing?”
Ethan exhaled and nudged Sam to answer, who frowned and whined lowly before turning to the woman.
“She’s fine, Ms. Yaneh, thanks for asking.” He looked at Ethan and cleaned his throat. “By the way… I asked her earlier, and she said Ethan could come over after school. If you let him. She said she’d get us by car because of the storm.”
“Did she?” Ethan whispered.
“She did.”
“But didn’t you say you’d ask her when s—“
”She did,” Sam scowled at him.
Ethan finally understood and got quiet. Sam was predicting the future, as he liked to describe his lies. He was used to saying things he hoped would happen—and they mostly did—, but Ethan wasn’t in the mood to risk it with his mum. Should he meddle in?
“Oh…” She turned at the view. “Why go by car when you can walk? The weather is nice today.”
The kids looked in the same direction she was looking at. They saw no living beings out there. They heard the rain making holes in the roof. They shivered with the cold wind. It didn't seem it would stop soon.
“Nice weather?...” Ethan tried slowly.
“Yes, it's refreshing and the sun won't bother you. Truly wonderful… Don't you think so?” She sounded genuinely confused. “Ah, is it because you don't like the noise, son? At home, it’s not that loud; you will feel better when we get there. Let me carry your bag.”
Ethan didn't question. It was “mum being mum”, so he just handed her the bag.
“Wait, wait, wait!” Sam interrupted. “You are not thinking of going in that storm, are you?! Why didn't you park your car closer, Ms. Yaneh?!”
“I didn't bring the car, Sammy.” She put the bag on. “Didn't you hear? It's a nice weather to walk.”
“But you're going to get drenched!” He fiercely pointed outside. “It’s raining!”
“...yes, I have noticed, thank you.” She gave an umbrella for Ethan. “Shall we go? I have to cook lunch.”
“Ma'am!” Sam got between her and Ethan, spreading his arms open. “You can't do it! Isn't it better to talk to my mum, so she can take us home by car? I'm sure lunch will be ready!”
“Sam, don't…”
“You can't possibly be okay with it too, right, Ethie?! You will get sick!”
People were gathering around, already muttering about a fight that would start.
“It’s Ethan, again.”
“Ohh, he must be destroying that loser!”
“Is that his mother? Won't she stop them?”
Oh no, they were getting it all wrong. Ethan wasn't fighting anyone this time! And can't they see it's Sam? Why would he do such a thing to him?!
However, Ethan realized his mother wouldn't care about fighting a kid or two…
She pushed Sam out of the way a little more intensely than necessary and held Ethan’s hand to pull him close to her.
“I appreciate your concern, Sammy Price,” she replied dryly, “but I know exactly what I am doing. I'd also appreciate it if you cease your insistence, so don't try asking once again if Ethan can go to your home—he will go when he's ready for it. Meanwhile, feel free to visit us with a previous warning.”
Ethan visibly cringed as his mum pulled him away. He should say sorry to Sam, but how could he, if he couldn't even say bye?! She just kept leading him forward, creating more rumors to his scholarly life.
“You saw it?! Even Ethan’s mum is cool!”
“Of course, she is! He had to learn it from someone!”
“I’d be the happiest kid alive if I had a badass mum like her…”
Argh, for the stars! They'd keep saying it the whole week, asking Ethan a thousand questions, and importunating his studies! That was terrible! Horrible! His life ended!
When they were finally alone, Ethan stomped in place, screaming to be heard over the rain.
“MUM, why did you have to do that?!”
“Do what?” She fixed his umbrella over his shoulder. “Stating the obvious for that child?”
“Being rude to Sam! He was suggesting something good for us, not a kidnapping!”
“Is that so? Next time, tell him I only accept useful suggestions.” She held his hand and pulled him to move. “No, to be more exact, tell him not to suggest anything if I haven't asked.”
“MUM, I'M SERIOUS!”
“And so am I, Ethan! I honestly don't understand why you would befriend someone like him, but you still want it, so I’m not trying to stop you…” She sighed and glanced at him. “I just want you to be careful, sweet. You are very special to me, and I get worried about what could happen when I'm not there for you… Can you try to understand my side?”
“I understand, mum! But you also need to understand my side!” He pouted. “I’m almost ten! I'm growing! I can live without you for a few hours, you know?!”
She gripped his hand and looked away.
Ethan stepped inside a puddle.
The rain filled the silence, constant with its sound.
Why was she taking so long to answer back? She'd sometimes lose her words when the subject was her, but it didn't happen when it was his demands. She'd find a way to make him satisfied, then laugh about how stubborn they both were.
Why was she thinking so hard? Was she really scared that Ethan would get hurt by visiting Sam? If so, she must have a reason, right? She wouldn't think this just because.
“...If it's dangerous, I won't ask for it, mommy. I'm sorry.”
“It’s not dangerous, it’s just…” She could barely be heard, as she wasn't even facing him. “You're right, you're growing. I should be the one sorry for not realizing it. I'll let you go to Sammy’s house.” She swallowed and grinned at him. “But could you wait until you're ten? I wanted to stay these last days, you and me, doing our things together. Before you turn full grown-up, right?”
He smiled and lowered his head. “I was kidding, mommy, I won't be a grown-up when I'm ten!”
“You lied to me, you little menace?!” She let go of his hand to pinch his nose. “I was completely worried that I'd need to buy you L sized clothes, and you were kidding?!”
“AHH, I'M SORRY! LEMME GO, MOMMY!”
They laughed and joked all the way back home, ignoring the rain and all the cars who passed by throwing water.
Somehow, they didn't get a drop wet.
Was Kenyan a Bad Mum?
I was thinking about Ethan’s childhood and how chaotic it was. He was spoiled, could do almost everything he wanted, he had everything he asked, he questioned every concept, he was a smart ass at school…
And you ask, “why”? Because Kenyan taught him to be like this, of course. Her idea of motherhood was different from the normal; she raised Ethan as a person, not just a kid. This is why she afforded his desires, wishes, and demands—because she wanted him to live at max capacity while he didn’t have responsibilities and huge consequences to care about.
Then you think, “wow, this is wrong. This kid will grow to be a spoiled adult, thinking life works exactly as he wants; then when things go bad, he will get mad and won’t know how to fix it.”
But if we look through Kenyan’s POV, we can understand why she’d think this is okay.
Let’s check her life stage:
As you can see, Auvies take their time to do things in life; maturity and independence comes around at 40 years old. At the age she got pregnant, she was supposed to start thinking about her future and what she wanted to try (in studies and work). She was a princess, so it was half decided, but she still would need to think about what kind of authority she’d be in the future.
But then she skipped (not by her choice) 100 years of her life, had to run away (she was a sacred figure, pregnancy out of marriage wouldn’t sound good…), started a life from scratch in a strange place, had no support, and all of it with a hyperactive kid. It’s clear she wouldn’t know how to raise a child in this situation.
And her maturity wasn’t that different of a child, so she was deeply empathetic of Ethan. If he asked for something, she’d give it to him because she thought “I also wanted to have things when I was a kid, so it's only fair I give it to him”, or even “he will just have me, so I should be a thousand times better than a normal mother, and to be a better mother, I should do this and that”.
There's also her culture.
Until 12 years old, Auvies have all the right to be curious and innocent, exploring the world and not dealing with consequences. The parents should allow it, only being careful about really dangerous actions; in this case, the parents should be present to instruct, but they still couldn’t forbid the kid from doing what they want.
Ethan was at this stage, so Kenyan just followed what she knew. But, for being on Earth and hearing advice all the time about how to raise him, she started allowing consequences on Ethan’s life, so he’d know what to do and what to avoid. (Example: he can climb the tree, but if he gets afraid of heights or gets stuck, Kenyan wouldn’t save him—she’d teach him how to get down. At the end, he would know it’s not a good idea to climb again because it’s scary, but if he ever need to climb down again, he wouldn’t be powerless)
So, we can conclude that Kenyan did a great job at raising Ethan! She could have done better? Probably. But she did what she could as a solo-teen-Auvie mother raising a child.
Unfortunately, we won’t know how she would raise a teen.
She didn’t stay long enough.
✨SECOND CHAPTER✨
Now it's available in both Wattpad and AO3!!!!!
It was extremely disgusting to write it, it gave me a heart attack when it got deleted, but it's finally ready and posted ❤️
https://archiveofourown.org/works/63364711/chapters/162346738#workskin
Relationships Chart
A bit confusing, but this is how the relationships are supposed to be. Maybe it will change while I'm writing, as I'm still thinking what am I supposed to do with Maya, Behati and Yuno. They are necessary, but I don't know their role in the big picture 🥲
(I know it’s weird having a dog tagged as Lovers, but it's because I can't find somebody that looks like Hiélo, I swear it's not zoophilia ☠️☠️)
I need more Ethan and Maya, tell me about them please 🥺
I’m glad you liked them 😭💖 tbh, Maya was a total extra character that wouldn’t appear for a long, LONG time, but I decided she’s gonna accompany Ethan cuz she’s too cool to just disappear🤙🏽 (and now I’m dying to rethink the whole story omg send help)
Hmmm I dunno what to say about Ethan without spoiling but, geez, he’s hard to write. His description is apparently simple: shy, insecure guy who wants to be loved. Simple. SO SIMPLE THAT IS HARD TO MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A PROTAGONIST. He was made to be a normal guy amidst the weirdos, but because of this, it’s troublesome to highlight his own characteristics. Like, everything is related to somebody else, the drama is because of someone else… he doesn’t have any “active” decisions, and it’s annoying me 😭😭
I hope he gets to improve and realize he is not a spectator of his own life. He needs to act by himself, to do what he wants, and stop living for others. MOVE, BOY!
(Secretly this is an advice for myself lol)
Thank you very much for the ask 🫶🏽
What OC of mine would you spend a day with? And doing what with them?
And what OC would you avoid? Why?
Me: I’d spend a day with Ethan going in his favorite places (museums, parks, cafés) and eating sweet desserts.
And I’d avoid Behati because I’d be extremely uncomfortable with the amount of awkward silence ☠️
Monster Hunt - I (AU)
Let’s gooooooo Kenyan will be purified of all evil 😇 I’ll make three parts (I guess), each one fighting her according to their beliefs (she’s a vampire, witch or alien?)
Kenyan despises plants, but she hates with more passion the ones that stink. And she has great senses, so she knew the food was doomed since the start, she just sniffed because it’s a habit.
As I said, she might be able to eat it, but the consequences can be hard… anyway, she just gotta pose “human” for everyone outside home.
(I’m not forgetting to draw her pointy ears. She uses magic to disguise them when people are around)
Afternoon Snack (AU)
That’s how those theories started!
Ethan’s so done… but what can she do? Kenyan will never get used to processed meat and bland plants. It feels like eating plastic and poison.
Rest in peace, cute blue bird 🕊️🪻
Yeah, my style is gradually degrading its quality 😝 Comics take too much time for something useless (it’s not relevant for the main story) and I will not spend more than a day to do it. And I know if I decide to continue it another day, I’ll never finish it ❤️
(If you don’t know, Auvies are carnivores. They might be able to eat plants, but it tastes really bad.)
Motherhood AU
I’ll see if I’m with enough motivation to draw some “what if?” comics, with especial focus in “what if Kenyan didn’t left?” (but I’ll pretend she’d have Maivtre’s appearance cuz she’s prettier that way).
The gossip in neighborhood was about the birds’ disappearance! Suddenly, they weren’t appearing often, and they got worried some man was hunting them illegally.
Little they know that this adorable, innocent mum was just hungry. Earth’s food tastes awful, you know? Her tastebuds aren’t made for this.
which out of all your characters is your favorite?
MY BELOVEDS ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Of course, Kenyan is my favorite, this crazy woman who urgently needs some therapy and rest. Ain't she the prettiest? 🥰 But she's not a person you want to get involved with; she's either gonna kill you or drag you into her messes.
Behati is my second favorite! She's practical and doesn't need a lot to be fine, but she does her best to give everything her brother (Yuno) wants. Ah, she also holds a strong grudge against Maivtre, which is totally fair considering what happened.
And my baby Ethan 🥺 he's the moralistic soul among everyone, trying to convince them: "Murder is not normal, why do you solve problems like this???????". Coming from Earth, his mindset is pretty different from the rest, so he is a fresh breeze in their lives.
Look what I found.
THEIR FIRST DESIGN EVER!!!!
Unfortunately, I didn’t know yet that I should put dates on my drawings, so I don’t know when it was made, but if I had to guess, I’d say 2019-2020.
Ethan Yanner was Luke Harvery, 16yo, and had a magic pencil that turned drawings into reality. Also, Kenyan was dead and he’d bring her back to life using that pencil 😀
Behati Nearu was Kate Madeleine, 17yo, and she wanted revenge on the king that sent her parents to war—where they died, obviously, because apparently I have some obsession with dead parents ☠️
Here their name changed again (cuz why not). I guess Behati was Maki Gleiphnir, and Ethan was Hiroki Kotaro.
Many weird drawings, but I like to keep them so I can look at my drawings now and realize how great they are 🥰 tomorrow I post Kenyan’s, Hiélo’s and Yuno’s first designs!
Lukai vonako Nimaba
"Protect your family"
That's making my heart warm ❤️❤️ I guess it's the first time I drawn them happy— IT'S SO CUTE 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️
That's Kenyan and Ethan when he was 8-10. She had left Martra to raise Ethan on Earth when he was a baby, so he has no idea that Martra exists.
To fit in, she's using magic to disguise her ears (some people can see its true shape if not looking directly at her/side-eye), hiding Ethan's ears with his hair and painting his hair brown. She didn't paint her hair cuz on Earth adults can paint hair, young children not.
It's sad that I can't explain every single detail, but all of them have a meaning ❤️ if you’re curious, you can guess their meanings based on what I already posted, or you can ask me; I’ll be glad to explain :)
Martra’s kids live in hardcore mode
Actual parent: Kenyan (can’t take care of herself, much less of her son)
Wine dad: Sylris (gives alcoholic drinks to the child; his intentions aren’t clear)
Great at babysitting: Hiélo (the child wouldn’t be alive without him)
Mediocre at babysitting: Yuno (eats raw meat and offers to the child)
The house is on fire, god is dead: Behati (took the child to an execution and tried to kill the goddess)
Is the child: Ethan (he’s unable to understand how they survive like this)
The only ones following Martra’s culture is Hélio and Yuno; the others are plainly traumatized and traumatizing. Still, as an Earthling, Ethan is horrified by all of this ❤️
(Hiélo would sacrifice himself for Ethan; it’s a rule that all the children are extremely important and have to be cared of to protect their innocence. He still sees Ethan as a child.)
(Auvies eat raw meat; has an intense sweet taste, according to them. Yuno pretends the blood is juice.)
“What’s your body count?”
Hiélo: …many (LIAR)
Ethan: I dated some people, but it didn’t work.
Behati: Do you want to increase the count?
Kenyan: 2517+2. … Jk, Jk, LoL. ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵏⁱˡˡ ᵐᵉ
Yuno: I only have one body?
Sylris: 30.
Maya: *confused shapeshifter noises*
I refuse to write. Instead, I’ll make thousand of these (until I get tired too)
There’s nothing better than drawing lazily without the responsibility of making a beautiful drawing ❤️
I haven’t talked about Maya here, cuz so far she only appears in the first chapter, but I’m planning to bring her back in the future. And she ended up looking like me because I never bothered to draw her, so I don’t have a perfect image of her—
And I’d say yes for Behati. That’s all I have to declare.
“Shorts”
Ethan suffers with their minds ☠️
Also, introduction to more characters! From left to right, Hiélo Garoh, Behati Nearu, and Yuno Nearu. In a real-life situation, they wouldn't stay in the same place friendly. Behati would try to kill Hiélo ❤️
If the letters are too small, just click on the image and zoom it!
And in case you didn't get it, Hiélo understood short = height, Behati understood short = shot (arrow) and Yuno understood short = shot (drink). Yuno thinks shot means beer because he read it in an HQ and interpreted it wrong.
⌛ 💀 Memento Mori 💀⌛
the hypnos lullaby v2 fnf mod as gotten me thinkin about pokepastas again <3