#ethan muse

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@lonelybxstards​:

“Run, baby. Run from the wolf.”

send me   “ what am i?”    and my muse will describe yours in 3 words.  -----------------------------

( @thechaoticcform)

"Oh mio dio, we're being 'attacked' by amazing and talented people these days." all four of them bow to pay their respects, soon Damiano taking over to speak to the other guy. "Grazie, grazie mille, this means a lot even though we're aware it's not really true, trying hard not to let fame get to our heads and stay humble. However we opened for The Rolling Stones, the best of the best and I'm still, we are not still over that amazing adrenaline. "Have you managed to watch our opening act? I also suggest you to check out their concert as well in case is somewhere on YouTube, because rock and roll never dies!" Damiano was such a fanboy right now it was almost embarrassing. @defxjaebeom

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@lonelybxstards​:

“Of course I want to,” growled the wolf. His breath hitched and his eyes glowed red as he took in her neck. “It might hurt though, my Amelia. Are you willing to push through the pain?” His fangs ghosted over her neck, taking in her scent. Oh, how he was aching for her.

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Amelia frowned, watching Ethan punch away on what was that--fourth punching bag? At least she estimated it was his fourth punching bag, judging by the sand on the floor. She sighed heavily before walking over towards him, stopping about ten feet away. “Ethan!” she called out to him, but it seemingly had no effect. She came up behind him, gently grasping his shoulder.