ethereal

" Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness. " Eaezre Ezra fallenstar

[ezwvlde]

for private eyes ;& closed.

happinessxdelight​ The phone was simply lying there. Eaezre knew that it would have been the right thing to have called out to the musician that left the device behind; to alert him that he had dropped something of great importance in his rush to leave the establishment, and maybe it was the feigned humanity that sparked the selfish desire that caused him to press his lips together. It wasn’t every day that such an opportunity presented itself, and Eaezre had always been a little too curious for his own good. 

Eager fingers picked up the phone, examining it closely before he dared to waken the screen. He found himself in a state of surprised satisfaction as there was no code in his way of exploration. After all, it was an idol’s personal device. Surely, they took greater precaution than this? Logic aside, he allowed his curiosity to take control of his thumbs, swiping through various messages and smiling as he read an affectionate conversation between mother and son. There was no shame, or awareness of privacy invasion as he went to the gallery. 

There was an almost alarming amount of selfies; the familiar face of the idol taking up most of the gallery’s space. It was obvious that he seemed to take a photo of himself making some weird face or another in almost every situation, along with a startling amount of food that almost made Eaezre’s mouth water. Chuckling to himself, Eaezre exited the folder, sighing as he decided that his next destination should be contacts, in order to alert someone of the missing device. However, something else caught his attention. 

There was another folder with an interesting thumbnail. It was titled with a simple ‘x’ and the vague label was enough to have Eaezre clicking on it. It started with the phone’s owner posing in front of a mirror, phone positioned in front of of his face, while the main attraction was made clear. He was not wearing a shirt. Eyes widening, the clerk continued scrolling. 

It seemed to be some kind of track of muscle progression, though it quickly turned into something else when the idol disappeared, replaced by a number of shirtless men. Soon, the shirts were not the only thing that was missing. Shakily scrolling to the next photo, the idol had returned, and his pants had, in the meantime, disappeared as well. Just as Eaezre was about to continue, the phone vibrated and he let out a yelp, dropping it onto the counter. The caller ID said “경수야~” and Eaezre scrambled to answer it. “Hello?” he finally forced out, heart pounding as a deep voice responded on the other line. Eaezre recognized it immediately as the owner of the phone. 

Park Chanyeol.

[rvbatosis-blog]

“Your bladder is the size of a pea. How do you leave your house?” he asked, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Kyungsoo couldn’t look away. Not when a human was being this indecent. He brought his fingers to his lips to smother a laugh, he couldn’t believe he was lucky enough to witness something so awful. He cleared his throat when he finally caught himself and looked away. Not to be decent but so he wouldn’t appear so odd. There was something entertaining about the other’s lack of shame. It was entertaining, and Kyungsoo rarely had this much fun with humans. He patted Ezra’s back and shook his head as if he was disappointed. “Don’t worry, I wont tell anyone about your lapse of judgement. Although I should have taken some pictures. Are you sure you’re finished?” he beamed at the other man. Even though there was nothing Kyungsoo hated more than being teased, he enjoyed teasing others. It was hypocritical but he was a demon, he wasn’t really known for any positive traits. “Something wrong? Nah. Something funny, yes. Although you’re probably going to Hell for that one,” his lips twitched up like he had an inside joke. Because he did. He’d visit the other often. 

[ezwvlde]

“It is not the size of a pea,” Eaezre stated, almost offended at the anatomically incorrect remark. He came to the conclusion that it was not incredibly common for humans to simply urinate on the replica of something they considered godly, but in his defense he really did have to go — no to mention, it really was a simple statue. Yet, regardless of how much sense he tried to make of his actions, the faint color of a blush scattered over his face, and he began walking away; hardly wanting to look at the set any longer. 

“Jerk,” he threw over his shoulder at his friend; retort holding no genuine insult. The concept of him going to Hell was almost intriguing, the idea never having crossed his mind. To go to Hell would be to die, and Eaezre had always had such a long time before having to worry about that. Now, he was not sure how his life span would work out in the slightest. Making a face akin to a grimace, he pushed the rambling thoughts out of his mind. 

“Alright,” he stopped, satisfied with being out of the visual range of the church. “Where to now?” He paused for a moment before adding, “Next time we hang out, we should go to your place. At least there’s a bathroom.”

[relevxs-blog]

    In response to Ezra’s slow drawl of ‘strenuous’, William’s lips crack into the subtle hints of a smile. They tug at the corners, the plush of his lips stretching in the slightest. William hums. It seemed Ezra had both the curiosity and patience of a five year old. And while William can’t stifle the spark of endearment in his expression, he also cannot appreciate Ezra’s refusal to just let him scrub the smudge away for just a bit longer.       Finally, William pulls back. Pocketing his damp hanker chief with unwavering intention to throw it away later. He frowns, still eyeing the smudge – now faded and less obvious with his effort but, present nonetheless.      “ At least my fucking shirts will be clean, “ William answers, meeting eyes with Ezra. Tilting his head, he pockets both his hands also with an eyebrow cocked. “ You mentioned needing help with grocery shopping ? ” 

[ezwvlde]

Eaezre catches the slight evidence of a smile on William’s lips, and it causes him to beam with satisfaction. He is far from being incredibly close to William, but it pleases him to know that he can make the other smile with the simplest of actions or verbal differences. He has only momentarily witnessed William with others—and rarely does he see the same tender thoughtfulness that the other exhibits when in Eaezre’s presence. It makes him feel special, though he would never dare voice it aloud for fear that the treatment would cease. The man can hardly contain his breath of relief when William retracts the handkerchief, nitpicking coming to a cease — though Eaezre is sure that his compulsive tendencies will surface again before the day is over. 

“Yep!” he trills, probably far too cheerfully. “I can’t go to that Deong family market,” he adds quickly, scowling at the memory. It had been his first time in a grocery store on his own, and for some odd reason, it had failed to process in his brain that he actually needed to pay for his items. That being said, he never wanted to repeat the wrongdoing and find himself being smacked with a pack of meat by an enraged fifty year-old woman. “I thought we could go to one of those huge ones. The ones that have groceries, but also other things, too. And maybe I could stay for dinner! And you could show me how to cook some stuff.” With his adopted family away, Eaezre had been living off instant noodles and fast food delivery — and if ever there was anyone that Eaezre thought excelled in just about everything, it was William.

[ezwvlde]

mxrtifero

‹ ♕ —; ❛ Welcome ❜ She said with a soft smile gracing her pink lips, she didn’t know him at all but she has a good feeling from him for some reason, she was comfortable enough with him enough to let him sleep hours on her shoulders so she supposed it’s a good sign to begin their friendship. Funny thing is that she’s usually won’t let strangers sleep on her or any contact really, the Princess values herself very much. ❛ Ezra? that’s a beautiful name ❜ She looked down at her feet and smile, that was a name of a man that used to love her, not to mention was her close friend before he disappeared. ❛ Come on, we don’t want to miss it ❜ she took her pink coat off his body and wore it as she dragged him out the train, ❛ I’m here for some adventures and exploring, what about you? ❜ she asked him with curious eyes. Her daily life has always been walking aimlessly in Seoul since she’s quite lonely, sure she has a large circle of acquaintances but no one really made her way through her heart so she spends her day like that but this time she traveled a little further to explore, perhaps cause some mischief. 

“Do you think so?” he inquired brightly, eyes shining with amusement. People rarely complimented the name he had been given by his adopted family; a strong contrast to the amount of appraisal he received upon introducing himself in the past. “It’s short for Eaezre,” he explained with a fond countenance. “Someone close to me thought it would be easier for people to say.” His shoulders lifted with a cavalier shrug. “What is your name?”

“Adventures and exploring,” he echoed quietly. It sounded like a far more exciting version of what his intentions were, and he wondered if his explorations would lead to anything close to the definition of an ‘adventure’. A thousand scenarios formed within his mind, and he was quickly lost within the idealistic situations that his ever-so-imaginative brain had produced. 

After the realization that he was only leaving the kind woman waiting by staring off into space, his lips formed a sheepish smile, and his hand went to rub absently at the back of his nape—a habit that he had picked up since his stay in the city. “I have never been to this area. I saw it in a tourist pamphlet someone left behind at the shop — I work at a music store,” he added. Fingers idly gripping the strap of his bag, he cleared his throat, briefly searching his brain for knowledge of basic conversation topics. Suddenly, his eyes widen with excitement. “Have you been here before? Maybe we could explore together!”

[ezwvlde]

working on a few tweaks to eaezre/ezra’s personality. i feel like as though i could write him better, so i might as well try for it. also, sorry for being a bit inactive these past couple days. will get to replies and promised starters later.

[starspek]

[ezwvlde]

Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”

[sms — 9:28PM] i think i’m going to watch a movie. test out the new speakers!!

[sms — 9:31PM] i’ll unlock the door, so if you come over ((with food)) just come on in!

An hour ago, Eaezre had sent two messages to his friend, perfectly content in waiting for her arrival. Now, he was curled into a ball on the couch, clutching a pillow, as he stared at the large screen in the family room with wide eyes. His adopted family had installed new surround sound speakers, along with their incredibly large 70″ television screen. The room was dedicated to family nights, but with the remaining members away on vacation for another two weeks, Eaezre was left to spend his time in there alone. It was nice—he could watch whatever he pleased without Dohee telling him to turn off the speakers. 

Unfortunately, that also meant that he was by himself while he watched a young woman cower in her basement as a serial killer stalked through her house, blade ready and clown mask sending chills through the young male’s entire figure. It wasn’t necessarily his fault when his friend came into the room, a tub of ice cream in her hand, just as the suspenseful music blasted throughout the entire area, frightening Eaezre so badly that he threw his soda can at the intruder—the contents spilling over her chest and surely leaving a permanent stain on her shirt. Fumbling at first, he finally got his hands on the remote; turning down the volume and scrambling to turn on the lights. 

He gave her a concerned glance before thoughtlessly placing his hands on her chest, as though brushing off the liquid would do more than simply leave him with soiled hands and her with an expression of violation. Retracting his hands quickly at the comment, he released a sound that seemed to be the product of both a nervous laugh and a whine. 

“I’m sorry, I thought you were a killer clown.” 

That was a common mistake, right?

[relevxs-blog]

    “A grand combination,” he mutters, nose still scrunched with a brow furrowed, rubbing hard. It briefly crosses his mind, how strange and, oddly motherly the gesture was beginning to feel. What with standing so close to Ezra, and his initial appallment upon spotting the blot priorly.     “You make pulling on a shirt sound like such a strenuous task.” It had been by the tug of obligation that William began spending time with Ezra. However has their meetings grew more frequent, as did William’s fondness– tolerance for Ezra grew also. Tutting lightly, William’s hands slow upon hearing the other’s suggestion.      “It wouldn’t. Just stay still– It’s almost out.” 

[ezwvlde]

“It is!” he argues, a whine creeping into his tone. “It is very st—” his voice catches and he wrinkles his nose as he tries to repeat the word. “Strenuous,” he finally drawls slowly, making sure to add it into his vocabulary for further use. If anything, the time he allots to spend with William always results in him learning something new. 

Another thing that he finds somewhat pleasurable is the caring nature that William emits. Upon meeting him, Eaezre was aware that the latter was precise about many things, and that their friendship would be an odd one, that is to say if such a relationship blossomed at all. Needless to say, it was surprising, the almost tender way that the other regarded him. Especially in comparison to some others that he came into contact with. 

Releasing an impatient huff and lightly pushing at the other’s hands, Eaezre scrunched up his nose in distaste. “You need to get out more, Willie. Or you’ll be scrubbing shirt stains until you’re grey.”

[ezwvlde]

‹ ♕ —; It's been a about 15 minutes since the stranger have been sleeping on Lily's shoulder but she didn't say a word, only smiled when he actually cuddled up to her. In such situations she'd probably be a bitch and throw to the floor but his presence with comforting and she was feeling kind enough to let him sleep, even covering him with her pink coat. ❛ We're here ❜ she nudged the boy, both of them heading to the same station.

Rarely did Eaezre take public transportation. He preferred walking, enjoying the opportunities given to stop by whatever caught his attention. Otherwise, there was always a friend willing to take him to his desired destination. Today, however, he wanted to venture a little further and that required him getting on a train. He soon learned that train stations were chaotic; equally as much as the downtown area he had grown so used to, though in far more cramped quarters. 

He had been lucky to score a seat on the train, next to a young woman who he only shared a brief smile with before they set off. He pulled out a small piece of paper with the station he was scheduled to get off at, along with the address of his destination. He knew that it would take a while, but he hadn’t realized how long he would be sitting in the train. The lengthy ride combined with four hours of sleep had him dozing off in no time. 

When he opened his eyes, everyone was getting off the train. He felt a nudge, and was relieved to hear that he hadn’t missed his stop. “Thank you,” he murmured, pink scattering over his cheeks as he got up and made his way off the train before it started up again. He turned back to look at the woman, a sheepish expression on his face. 

“Thanks for waking me up. I hope I didn’t bother you. I should’ve gone to bed earlier last night.” After an awkward rub of his nape, he cleared his throat and dipped his head in a greeting. “I’m Ezra.”

[ezwvlde]

relevxs​

“Just until that horrid stain is out of your sleeve.” In most cases, William would find it inherently uncomfortable to be so physically close to another. However he squashes his discomfort by the proximity to Ezra, also resisting the urge to scrunch his nose as William’s senses drown in cheap aftershave. With lithe yet, firm fingers wrapped around Ezra’s wrist, William scrubs to his best ability at the stubborn stain in the other’s sleeve– a damp cloth in hand.  “What is this, anyway?”

Wearing a ridiculous grin on his face, he can scarcely stifle a laugh at the expressions on William’s face. While he still isn’t sure if they have a mutual understanding of their friendship—if one could even refer to it as such—he does enjoy spending time with William. Well, he enjoys spending time with just about anyone but, idiosyncrasies aside, William amuses him. There are times where the other makes him uneasy, but it’s nothing that would push Eaezre far enough to end all associations with the other—though sometimes he’s sure that William would prefer him to do so.

“Ketchup, hot sauce, blood,” he frowns, “I didn’t really notice it before I put it on, and I was too lazy to change.” Emitting a short sigh, he closes his eyes. He would rather not spend the remainder of his day being scrubbed down like a soiled floor.

“If I took my shirt off, would that make you feel better?”

[ezwvlde]

“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?” - Jake

Neatly avoiding the DO NOT TOUCH THE GLASS sign, he presses his palms against the cool surface, eyes locked on the creature lurking within the transparent cage. 

“Until it starts talking,” he responds as though his reasoning is obvious. The stranger behind him seems to be wearing the same condescending expression that many display upon seeing the young man’s odd behavior, but he hardly cares. His current goal is to get the python to lift its head and strike up a conversation with him. 

“I watched Harry Potter yesterday,” he adds, as though that will serve as further explanation. “I’m not a wizard, but you would think that I could at least get him to move.” To further enforce his desires, he lightly drums the pads of his fingers against the glass, voice coming out in a barely audible whisper. “Move.”

[ezwvlde]

“Please do not pull your pants down in front of baby Jesus.”

“I have to pee,” is his only response. He’s been holding itfor a while, mentally telling himself that he’ll find a bathroom later onduring their ventures, but he has never been to this bustling part of the citybefore, and every time he thinks that he’s going to stop by a bathroom, he runsoff to examine something else that has caught his eye. Finally, it reached thepoint where his entire body became rigid, and the nearest bathroom was furtherthan he could possibly walk in his currently impaired state. There was, however, anativity set resting outside a small church, the lights not yet on, and the loweringsun dimming the area just enough to give him some kind of cover. “Well, don’t—Don’tjust stare at me,” he all but whines,cheeks flushing. Stupid anatomy, hegrimaces, fingers quickly going to undo the button of his jeans. Stupid bladder. He tries to tell himselfthat Kyungsoo’s gaze is not locked on his back, to make the entire spectacle alot more tolerable. He’s hardly concerned about the neatly painted face of thebaby messiah, instead basking in the relief and finishing his task. He turnsaround to glance at his companion, though he’s hardly surprised when he takes into account both the expression that the latter wears along with what exactly he just did. He glances at the figurines once more before his brows furrow and, awkwardly shoving his hands into his pockets, he steps away. “I’ve done something wrong, haven’t I?”

[comerpwithme]

STRANGE SENTENCE STARTERS —— for the creative writer in you. Send these in and see what your partner comes up with as a scenario!

*These are completely interchangeable, they’re just in categories to make it easier for all of y’all.

FOR AMIGOS;

“How many times are you going to do that, exactly?”

“You were right. As per usual.”

“Sometimes it’s hard to see the lines you’ve drawn until you’ve crossed them.”

“You’re surprised because you have a soft spot for hot blondes.”

“Is that – that’s a naked Scarlett Johansson on your fridge.”

“You can stay, but for no more than two nights.”

“Please don’t look in this drawer. Please.”

“I told you not to pick him up, he’s very sensitive.”

“Yes. I might have given you rabies. But in my defense, that’s ridiculous and I didn’t.”

“I’m sorry, my cell phone data coverage does not cover the bullshit zone you’re in.”

“Hey! Give me your pants. Quick, give me your pants.”

“No, I’m serious. Stop it right now or I won’t give you the last cookie.”

“You think I’m kidding. But I’ve never been more serious about anything in my entire life.”

“How much would a stripper cost and why so much?”

“I’m going to buy you a drink. Next week. On Thursday. When I get paid. Can you swing this one?”

“Hippos are hungry, hungry! And you are considerably larger than a small piece of lettuce!”

“When I was little, I used to be afraid of mummies. And now look at me. I love dead people!”

“I don’t even miss my ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, I just miss my glockenspiel.”

“It happens to everyone, you just sell your skirt for some coke.”

“Please do not pull your pants down in front of baby Jesus.”

“That’s not the phrasing you want to use.”

“Because nothing says heterosexuality like a gold sash.”

“Please don’t take it out on my boobs.”

“When it gets really windy I look like a bizarre combination of Marilyn Monroe and Cousin It.”

“We have to change our names and run away to Mexico. It’s the only way. Adios.”

“How much money do you have on you?”

“Please tell me that’s a raisin and not a tiny hamster shit you’re eating.”

“Life is a lot better when you put things on your head.”

“For someone who’s not very deep, I’m incredibly not shallow.”

FOR LOVERS;

“I need you to remind me what it feels like to love you.”

“I love you. What? No I don’t. Forget I said anything.”

“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”

“If we got married, would I have to take your last name? Or could we just make up a new one?”

“I don’t think I can do this anymore.”

“I heard you say his/her name in your sleep last night. Want to explain or should I just leave?”

“I want to spend the night with you tonight. But I also want to sleep on your side. And without you on the bed. So technically I just want your bed.”

“Please don’t be proposing to me in an empty parking lot.”

“Stop saying you’re sorry, you stupid fucking broken record. It’s done.”

“I’m not jealous, I’m curious. About the things you were doing. With him/her. Without me.”

“Your mother’s looks could kill. Actually, are you sure they haven’t before?”

“If you’re breaking up with me tonight, can I at least eat first?”

“Stop sweating. It’s not attractive during sex, and it’s not attractive now.”

“Are you – are you checking me out? In the line for the confessional?”

“We have to go. I might have told your mom I’m pregnant. I don’t know why I said that. I’m not.”

“So what you’re saying it that you’re snorting sugar to get excited for sex.”

“My dog licks better than you do.”

“But through every stupid thing you do and say – and those are a lot, by the way – I love you.”

“I don’t care if you’re growing another head. I’ll talk to both of them. I love you.”

“And I’d take fifty years of not talking to you for just a day of doing so. I promise that’s a compliment.”

“I don’t want to hide this anymore. I’m not some dirty little secret, you American Reject.”

“This is a bit too dramatic for my taste, so can we skip it and have sex instead?”

“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”

“Thanks and all, but that makes me feel like a low-class escort, so.”

“A kiss in exchange for every nice thing you say about me. Deal?”

“Promise me you’re not like him/her. I need to hear it from your mouth. Promise me.”

“Look, I’ve had my heart broken before. I’m not ready to let you in just yet. Anywhere.”

“Don’t leave me here. Anywhere else, okay, but not here.”

“I wish I could say that was the worst sex I ever had, but I’ve had worse.”

“I just blew you. Could you look a little happier about it?”

“I’m attracted to shiny things, so if it looks like I’m staring at your chest, it’s because I am.”

FOR TEXTERS;

[text] This is upsetting my poop.

[text] Hey, are you up? If you’re not, can you wake up? I need some help.

[text] So it involves feces and large birds.

[text] She said that to you? Why?

[text] Please come back. I miss you.

[text] What are you good for if you’re not gonna bring me ice cream?

[text] Can you ignore that last text? It wasn’t meant for you. I’m sorry.

[text] …did you just send me a nude?

[text] FUCK OFF YOU ONE-EYED WHORE.

[text] I don’t know why I said that.

[text] Leave it to you to fuck the simplest of requests up.

[text] Do we have to go to their wedding? He’s only my first cousin.

[text] How much does ‘I love you’ mean to you?

[text] I am not stalking you. But you should do something about your bathroom, it’s gross.

[text] Please. I need this so badly.

[text] I trust you completely.

[text] I’m a genius. You’re a peasant. Everything makes sense again.

[text] Hey, buddy! Got like, five hundred bucks I can borrow? Times ten.

[text] She lost it. She completely lost it. She said her uterus was attacking her bone marrow.

[text] I will not get you donuts.

[text] Please? I love you.

[text] I think I’m gonna go to sleep now, but you keep thinking that.

[text] I can’t say this out loud. They might be listening.

[text] I never meant to hurt you. I didn’t think he’d duck when the ball came at him, I’m sorry.

[text] You’re cute.

[text] I just need you to understand how important you are to me.

[text] Fuck off.

[text] Okay. Guess we’ll leave it at that then.

[ezwvlde]

                  "i like the night.                    without the dark,                    we would never see the stars."                                                                        eaezre lumeina                                                                        also known as ezra                                                                        twenty two - lover of music                                                                                       『   fallen star  』

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