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"is death really the price?" [✦✦✦] REVAMPING

[ethxngu-blog]

hello hello to everyone!

i know the rp has been quite dead lately so i hope there are still people out there. we are trying to pick up the rp (since there has been some difficulties with the two main admins and a lot of droppings, etc) and hopefully we’ll get this rp back up again!

if there is still anyone who would like to plot, please do say so. thank you!

[ethxngu-blog]

I Want The K.

send me ‘i want the k’ and i’ll generate a numbereleven ; collarbone kiss

it was so random. too random, honestly. he was greeted by the professor, it was some substitute that happened to replace his literature instructor for the day. he didn’t care, it was a sub and why should he care? he came to do his classes and did so, it was easy and simple. he did something quite regretful yet satisfying. he wasn’t in his right mind—well, that’s what he thinks.

he was only sitting there, eyes narrowing at the textbook that lied on his wooden desk. his digits tapping gently against the white page and his chin resting against his rough palm. his eyes glancing up from the text; seeing the substitute writing a few things on the board as he spoke loudly about the lesson. he chewed on his bottom lip, slightly glaring at the teacher in front with him. the teacher turned around to face the classroom; only to notice the accidental glare given to the individual. ethan sorted out his stare and leaned back on his chair quickly and rubbed his nape as a reflex; looking elsewhere to pretend that he totally did not stare at him.

the professor merely chuckled and went back to his teaching; leading to ethan to sigh in relief that the instructor did not care. well, that’s what he thinks. he licked his chapped lips once the professor’s eyes and mind were completely off then ethan continued to stay busy by twirling his pen around and staring blankly at the notebook paper of doodles and small notes. he knew all of this already; not sure why his instructor would tell a sub to reteach things that he had learned before. he wasn’t sure anymore; he never understood his teacher fully.

the class ended quickly and the students slowly gathered together while plucking out one by one to form a small group; leaving afterwards. ethan is a lone wolf and he didn’t mind; he didn’t care either honestly. he wished for no friends since he had always think they were mere distraction. too much distraction equals no accomplishments and he didn’t want that certainly. it was like a death wish; his parents would be fairly disappointed if something massive impacted his grade, tsk.

he got up from his seat and muffled out a small sigh while stretching his pale arms; extending them like a giraffe and adding a smile at the end. there were few students left in the classroom; mainly discussing about the review that the sub had covered for the day. a strong feeling hit him so suddenly; making him gasp as the reaction and hiding it away with a cover of a hand. he was so bewildered to what just happened; it was like poof, it just came. the sub was erasing away the notes that he had written previously and ethan blinked at the man. he was quite tall, not too short but still obviously taller than ethan. it made his fingers twitch at the difference but he didn’t care.

he shuffled his way to the front and looked around; seeing nobody in the classroom anymore as the last female seemed to have exited out. he gulped with slight unease. why was he so nervous all of a sudden? —maybe it was that aura that’s surrounding his instructor that made him feel so…so strange. he wasn’t able to explain it, he couldn’t explain it. all of it washed away once the substitute noticed the boy’s presence, he politely greeted ethan and asked if he’s okay or not. being an idiot, he declined and shook his head in refusal of needing any help.

the professor was confused, of course, and laughed it off with a big smile; nodding it away like nothing. ethan was glad, slightly glad. he felt somewhat relieved at how the sub handled it with a smile. the junior gladly returned it with a reassuring smile and rotated his heel towards the door to exit; he was almost there- just almost to leave until his body took a toll and halted there. he quickly recollected himself together and faced the instructor once more, with a bigger smile than before.

“um, uh. mr. um. mr–” the boy continued to stutter; unable to fulfilling speak of the substitute’s last name. the teacher only smiled and finished his sentence with a ‘mr. kim?’ it made ethan melt inside slightly; my god, why is he so attractive? oh whoops, there goes ethan spilling the beans. with quick movements, he leaned over towards the figure and planted his heart-shaped lips on his collarbone. it left a moist mark on his skin; a completely confused and dazed human as a result. the boy quickly became embarrassed and grabbed his things together, literally running out of the room while shouting “i’m sorry, mr. kim!”

[ethxngu-blog]

going to reply to the meme thingy and finish revamping ethan once i get home from the library. i gotta get my stuff together.

[kaiwaiisoo-blog]

Do Kyungsoo's red hair (｡⊙‿⊙｡✿)

[chivalrousxhybrid-deactivated20]

Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number

[ethxngu-blog]

chivalrousxhybrid:

1: Hot, Steamy kiss

2: Cheek Kiss

3: Nose Kiss

4: Forehead Kiss

5: Firm Kiss

6: Gentle Peck

7: Romantic Kiss

8: Eyelid Kiss

9: Jawline Kiss

10: Neck Kiss

11: Collarbone Kiss

12: Chest Kiss

13: Stomach Kiss

14: Kiss Along the Hips

15: Kiss in the Rain

16: Upside-Down Kiss

17: Goofy Kiss

18: Underwater Kiss

19: Forceful Kiss

20: Any of the Above

21: Then there’s tongue

[ethxngu-blog]

--- decisions ; i am certainly deciding whether if i should revamp my character or not. i haven’t been on due to lack of threads and muse lost but i will get back once i choose to revamp ethan or not. existing plots will probably end unless the other person insists and those plots that were still in planning will remain unless the plot had to do with ethan’s major/minor or something like that. stay tune!

[cosimasniehaus]

Kyungsoo in ‘It’s Okay That’s Love’

↳ Requested by squishy-kaisoo ♥

[oh-tiempo-blog]

× chaos

[ethxngu-blog]

namhyukgu:

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It was late and Ethan was still awake. Why? He wasn’t sure either but he was awake with a cup of wine in his hands and the computer screen continuously blinking through the episode of Agent Carter. His eyes were hardly open, just barely open and he is managing. The wine in his glass still sat there, untouched, rather because he was too drowsy to even try out the wine he bought a few months ago. His chapped lips hang opened as he tried to watch the episode, just almost done, almost. It was only a few more minutes before the credit rolled in but it was too late, he accidentally dropped the cup because of his loose grip and had fallen into a slumber.

He immediately jumped up from the sofa and looked around with widened orbs. What just happened? He asked himself with confusion and let out a small sigh of disappointment. His phone vibrated, indicating that it’s near 2 in the morning. His eyebrows fused together in frustration, not sure to why or how he had fallen asleep so early (he usually sleeps at like 4 in the morning). That didn’t matter, he looked down at the floor below and noticed the alcohol spill. Of course, a loud groan could be heard from him and he skipped over the spill to grab tissues to wipe off the accident. The thing was there were no napkins or any sorts of towel. He let out another frustrated roar and walked back to the spill; picking up the glass and placing it in his sink with a loud ‘bang!’ He was mad, finding it stupid on how he could forget such a thing. He was too lazy to get his clothes from his bedroom so he decided to just go out and buy a whole paper towel roll from the local store.

Ethan left the apartment without more hesitation, slipping on some flip flops, a sweatshirt, pajama pants and his wallet of course, don’t forget his phone too. He was in much hurry that he forgot about one thing, his door. Leaving it open and not taking notice of it, he was already gone by the time he realized that he forgot to close the door. He didn’t care much however, it’s an indoor apartment so there’s not much to it. Having access towards the main doors is a good thing honestly, but sometimes a bit too much in advantage. Then again, he didn’t care and probably won’t care about it ever. He went to the store by foot and grabbed the cheapest paper towel roll that he can find. He rushed out with it, still keeping the opened door in mind.

He was almost to his apartment until he spotted someone near his opened door. His eyebrows fused together in irritation. ‘Is someone really trying to break in?’ He thought to himself, stomping his heavy feet towards his home. “You!” He shrieked, not noticing who it was and there it was, the mess inside his beloved apartment. Everything was shredded, just everything was flying everywhere. Feathers, crumbles of paper, everything. He was about to blow up. “Is this your pathetic dog---” He shifted his head but it wasn’t what he expected. It was his darn ol’ brother that he haven’t seen since high school. “Tsk, of course.” He mumbled in anger and stormed inside, ripping the wrapper that was around the paper towel roll and quickly tearing the paper towel, then wiping the liquid off the ground. “Clean the fucking mess before I kill you.”

[jinwookgu-blog]

Barter system ;

[ethxngu-blog]

jinwookgu:

[ ♭ ]

Ethan knew immediately that Jinwook ignored his question, not surprising honestly. He leaned back on the chair and rested his arms on the arm rest. Quite the lie was spoken once the other had stated that Ethan wouldn’t be staying here for long. He expected a long request that required a lot of time and effort since the dancer seemed to care a lot about editing things into his video and such. He didn’t mind, well half of the time, but he couldn’t reject such an offer. He simply blinked at the person across from him before letting out a small sigh and proceeding his setup with his laptop. “Just hurry up and tell me what you want, I have a busy schedule.” He lied, all of it were lies but he wanted to take his offered food and leave quickly. Oh, didn’t Ethan admit that he didn’t mind the continuous inquires being filled up into his messages? Well, that’s a complete lie because he’s totally annoyed right now (his expression is pretty easy to tell).

The boy was smart, kind of. The stale food part kind of surprised Ethan but he didn’t say anything about it, not even a compliment or an insult. He just continued his search of setting up his laptop and connecting it to the bakery’s free wifi. He really didn’t care at all about what Jinwook had said for the past few minutes so he was half-listening, at least he thought he was. “You’re rather excited for a meet.” Ethan lowly mumbled out the comment, still focusing his eyes onto the computer and sometimes glancing up to see what Jinwook has up his sleeve. The dancer was smart enough to use food to persuade Ethan into helping him with video processing and such, too smart that it almost wants to make Ethan throw up all over (which is not good or cool). However, the director haven’t had sweets in such a while, tasting a croissant, or maybe an egg custard, would be nice right now.

His lips became slightly moist from the saliva that started developing due to hunger. He took small glimpses at the dessert that were sitting in the displays, reading the sign carefully and blinking at the foods that were put up for display. “Buy me some egg custards- maybe a meat bun too.” He started rambling on about the displays of food out in the front, eyeing them with curiosity like as if he’s on some cooking show. “Why did you choose this place? I’m going to make your credit card bank account go empty once I’m finished with this place.” A nod from Ethan came out quite confidently, smiling softly at the other before continuing to install the software that they’re preparing with. “Anywho, get me that---you wanted a few pointers, right? Well, guess my laptop was quite useless then.” A sigh of disappoint left him as the edges of his lips curl to a frown. “Whatever, still using it.”

[kyvngsoo]

Love Me Right - Dance Practice

[ethxngu-blog]

hello to the new people who had join! i welcome you the rp and hope ya’ll have a grand time. i’m too lazy to personally send a welcome ask so here’s a welcome post instead, haha. please do like this post or message me on aim ([email protected]) if you would like to plot! thank you for your time.

[jinwookgu-blog]

Barter system ;

[ ♭ ]

[ethxngu-blog]

Creating conversations was never his ideal thing to do. It was hard for the boy to approach people, making it more difficult for others to return the action as well. He knew that it was simple to do so, just walk up to a person and say hello---that is all, it wasn’t hard at all. That may be simple to others but everything is hard for the young director, he committed his life to his job and trying to make it into an accomplishment. The first thing you need to know is to communicate with others properly, that’s how you direct in reality. You can’t just hide away and do small gestures, expecting everyone would know what you’re saying and follow your steps. Ever since young, he always had social anxiety and that was how he never was able to make friends with other boys and girls, colliding all of those features into forming a hard shell that is unbreakable. He doesn’t recall to having anyone close to him---close enough that he’ll spill one secret into the other’s ear. The hardship made him into how he is today; cold, distant, and blunt.

People often question him to why he is able to do his job so well. To be able to finish a film with perfect performances and acting, lovely techniques and well-fit music, he wondered it himself. Talking isn’t his best nor trying to blend in well with others but he managed to do well and complete every project that he thrown at him. Maybe it was because he’s just so diligent? That was probably it, Ethan could never find the answer to that inquiry. He didn’t know a swift of nervousness or shyness is, he never understood to why it’s so difficult to lead a conversation. He has weaknesses, he knew that. He knew that he showed insecurities, never confident in himself or become prideful of himself. Whenever he tries to show those feelings, everything just disappears and he goes back to his normal self of being cold and blunt as well. People find him cunning, a cunning director who doesn’t talk a lot or nag at people, but that’s a lie because he always does that.

Surprisingly, Ethan received a text message from some junior that he met back in freshman year. It was Jinwook, that’s what he put as the name. He wasn’t exactly pleased at what the other stated in strange straightforwardness. It was like Ethan was being forced to go or he’ll miss out on something--- okay, maybe the croissant that was attached to the text. Food is a complete weakness to Ethan and he is always defenseless towards it. He haven’t had a croissant in forever...there goes his chances of denying the offer. With no intentions of declining the approach, Ethan heaved himself from the couch that he had been lounging on for the past few hours and went to his large closet full of wonders and prizes that had been hiding from him for the past year. Grabbing the first attire that he could find in the closet, containing of a t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of converses in his bare hands. He changed and glanced at the text message once more, too lazy to reply back.

Jinwook and Ethan’s ‘friendship’ isn’t exactly a friendship. It was more of a bargain, a trade of ‘if I give or buy you this, will you teach me how to do this?’ He wouldn’t consider Jinwook being a close friend at all, knowing that their interactions are simply business, school, and constant tutoring since the dancer’s spoken words had always been continuous inquiries that the director had lost count to. He didn’t mind at all honestly. If the director gets something in return, he’ll be fine with helping out on anything. He had always been given different type of goodies that Ethan would eat or keep in bedroom for display so he had always thought of the situation as a win-win. He always gets something in return and he wanted to keep it at that (of course, Ethan is totally not using Jinwook).

He arrived at the bakery with light steps; being greeted by the employees and glancing around the area for the man that had been waiting for him to come. He got no information about what type of help that the dancer needed this time but he figured that it was something simple and should be done over with in a few minutes, perhaps even seconds. There was a show that he is anticipating so he prayed (not exactly) that it would be something small and easy to get done with. He glanced around the building for the familiar face of the junior; spotting him at a table and sitting on the chair that was across from the other. He gave him a cold stare before setting his laptop out (which he carried along earlier) on the table and tapped a few things before sighing. “So, what is it now?” He nonchalantly questioned, getting right to the point. “Better be something simple or something--- I’m hungry, did you buy anything?”

[hyeonjugu-deactivated20150727]

new genre*

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[ethxngu-blog]

being informed to go to the cafe for a meet-up wasn’t what ethan wanted exactly. he was never fond of the older, simply because hyeonju finds teasing ethan a fun thing to do and the director obviously doesn’t appreciate that. ethan lacks a sense of humor and he often doesn’t find things (or jokes really) funny at all. just a little warning for those who are becoming ethan, it’s best for you to have fun, not be a party pooper and stay home to watch netflix all day like ethan.

ethan slowly stared at his phone once he received the message from the scriptwriter and a small groan left his lips. he wanted a perfect day of watching tv shows and drinking coffee, plus eating ramen, not going out and discuss future plans over their new incoming film that they are putting to usage in the future. the boy was rather disappointed at the other’s timing but he can’t just leave someone hanging at a cafe, hyeonju might have bought food or something for him so he might as well come. he didn’t bother texting back, deciding that the other knew what the director’s intentions are--- he was the one who started the teasing anywhere so might as well know what the director would choose in this case scenario.

ethan slipped onto simple clothing that he grabbed when he stepped into his closet that was full of new discoveries that the boy doesn’t even know himself. simple black graphic tee, jeans, and black converses, adding in a snapback too. it was good, good enough to plan out this stupid film and be done with it (he wouldn’t call it stupid but he’s just playfully exaggerating). the cafe wasn’t exactly far from where he lives so he chose to walk there instead of taking his car (much of a burden, rather not). it was summer so it was hot, he had to apply sunscreen on. just in case he gets sunburn or perhaps a tan---which he doesn’t want at all.

he hadn’t heard much about hyeonju’s plans and ideas about the new ‘angsty romance’ film that they are both creating, but the older did hint that he had a perfect script that would fit well with the story and plot---which ethan hoped because if he doesn’t, the director would be wasting his time on him. he continued to walk down the sidewalk with his snapback placed in front to block the sun radiations from hitting his face, finally reaching the destination with a huge step and the pull of the door. the bell that was attached to the door made a little warning that someone was coming in. he was greeted by the employees and the boy slowly walking inside, glancing up his downcast eyes and focusing his vision on the man who had an ipad in his hands. he sat on the sofa that was across from the one that the other was sitting on, looking up with a small grin when the scriptwriter finally took notice of him. “yo? that’s quite the greet you have.” he mumbled, leaning back on the furniture. “---so tell me your plans, what is this script you have in mind? it better not be some shits and giggles that i would categorized as bullshit once i see it.”

[kaillusive]

[argasdg]

“wow, tough crowd,” cheonwoo mutters, can’t this guy take a joke? the boy obviously doesn’t look like shindong, cheonwoo isn’t that disrespectful.” he decides against the banana milk now, giving the milk a distressed look while blowing it a kiss before he moves to grab non-refrigerated apple juice. “what do you mean, ‘a kid like me’? do you think i smoke weed or something?” cheonwoo huffs, squeezing the apple juice in his fist so hard until juice accidentally spurts from the straw. he lets out what he thinks is the loudest groan possible. (that may or may not have also been the last orange juice.) he glances back to the milk, “what do you want, my first born? 50,000 won? a whole box set of the twilight series? i’ll do anything,” he whines, “come on, it’s late, you can survive without milk, please.”

[ethxngu-blog]

ethan watched him do his stuff as he held onto his things with a blank stare. he wasn’t sure what the other was trying to accomplish but it was entertaining at least. “do you? i actually never thought of that until you mentioned it.” he replied nonchalantly, tilting his head slightly in light confusion before sighing. “look, i know you want this but i want it too. i got the milk fair and square so deal with it.” he shrugged, not showing sympathy for the other. “just go to another store and find it. it’s not that hard to find banana milk nowadays.” he offered and sighed again. “you’re a kid because you are one. look at you squeezing onto that apple juice carton.” there was a tug at the corner of his lips, finding it hilarious on how desperate the sophomore was. “you can survive. go drink water for a change.”

[argasdg]

shit, not an ahjussi. cheonwoo flinches at the word pesky. (he doesn’t think he’s pesky, he’s persistent and interesting. a hell of a good time! even his mom says so…) this is besides the fact, this guy is a total party pooper. maybe he can play this off as a joke, but there’s no way he is getting this god damn banana milk. (cue kicked puppy look.) “okay mister director man with the shindong haircut,” he begins, cheeks heating up and turning red. he’ll learn for sure. “oh, sorry, i mean, hyung,” he corrects, clearing his throat, “it’s not my fault that you have prominent frown lines for obvious reasons, i would have thought you weren’t an ahjussi if you had crows feet and smile lines from actually cracking a grin, which you definitely don’t do,” he retorts, he was not going to leave this man alone until he got his damn milk. making grabby hands at the milk, cheonwoo furrows his brow, “god, i’m guessing type a blood, maybe also a cancer? capricorn? so temperamental.” 

[ethxngu-blog]

ethan stared, blinked, and scoffed, knowing that the other had at least flinched at the word ‘pesky’. the director isn’t the type to favor weirdos and this one is certainly not under his ‘people that he can endure’ book. he could probably buy his things and run off by now but by the looks of it, the boy is going to drag this out by using dumb techniques and of course, ethan isn’t going to fall for it. “do you think i’ll give this banana milk to someone who called me a ‘mister director man with the shindong haircut’?” he commented in a questionable manner and let out a small sigh. “i prefer not to crack smiles and giggles in front of a kid like you.” he continued to glare, not satisfied with the other’s actions of trying to achieve the milk. “but if you want this, you should try harder than....that.”

[kaisoh]

istg….