#Convo:Ethan

[mollymaehague]

Vic said she's been trying to convince you to go blonde and I'm here to help make her case. Didn't you have more fun in that blonde wig at the VMAs?! Don't you want to be formally known as Blondeskin?! I'm kidding, your hair is stunning as is.. but you would kill it as a blonde. Hi, I miss you. December 19th can't come soon enough. How's tour? Tell me all the stories from the road! @ethaneskinx

[margseliserobbie]

They scare me as well. I actually do this thing where before I step onto the carpet, I decide what song I'm going to sing in my head and just sing that song the whole time I'm on the carpet. It is. It reminds me how fortunate I am. You truly never know what will happen at any second. I tried looking for "clean versions" and there are none.. to which I was like, "of course they're not going to put out clean versions, they're not trying to appeal to four year olds!" His favorite is the one we started out with, that made us fans.. MAMMAMIA! We always joke Piper is the line, "you wana handle me, but I'm a bit too much," because her sassy personality is, in fact, too much. We'll definitely be at at least one! That sounds like you're having a nice time off! How was it sleeping in your own bed after all that travel? My ideal day would probably just be home with the kids and Seb. Relaxing at home in the morning then maybe something fun like the park or aquarium during the day? Just a day where our full attention can be on the kids and then a little date night after they go to bed. @ethaneskinx

red carpets scare me, with all the flashing cameras and people shouting but for you, i'll do my best to overcome that fear. when you're not expecting anything to go wrong, it can hit you like a ton of bricks. life is fragile and i bet it's an experience that'll always stay with you, even with the happy outcome. three kids and an adoring husband, that's not bad going at all. your son has great taste, even if it's not the most kid-friendly material. though some of our slower songs are less r-rated hah. what's his favorite song to jam along to? so far, we have eight festival dates booked for this summer so we'd love to see you at any of them. you and your husband, both. i've honestly just been catching up on sleep and doing a bit of traveling. i'd forgotten how amazing it feels to not have a schedule and you can just nope out of anything you don't feel like doing. you're constantly busy, with your acting and producing so i'm not at all surprised you struggle with the downtime. what would your ideal day look like if you didn't have to do any work during it?

[heirofhermes]

@beastbitten

"I understand your aprehension, mr. Watson. This kind of legal parade is hardly what a logger like yourself is used to," Sebastián offered, calmly picking up the papers and pictures that had scattered all around the table during their conversation about a certain case he had been prosecuting.

"Alas," he insisted with the warmest tone he could offer. "We are certain that this man is the murderer of my client's daughter and your testimony in court about what you saw and heard that day might be the one thing we need to shift the balance in our favor."

A bold statement, he knew. Almost a guilt trip, he also knew. However, as a lawyer, it was his job to look out for his client's best interests. And as a decent human being -self proclaimed- he couldn't just let a murderer walk out freely just because they could pay for good lawyers.

"I know I may be asking a lot, but perhaps we can turn this into a negotiation. Is there anything that I can do to convince you to testify in our favor?"

[willshift]

9A from @parkethan

[ 9A ] || @parkethan

Nights in New Haven had their own rhythm compared to the day. Apart from the usual chirping of crickets and humming fluorescence from the lampposts, the town still continued in it's evening song as people made their ways to spend the rest of the evening at home.

The Dry Tap had been closed for several hours and had begun to take on a rhythm of its own. Quite different to the bass-laden tracks that usually reverberate its walls, a beat still reverberates its walls. Now, however, the walls were being beat and shaken due not from a speaker. Will moans out lowly as he feels Ethan fuck slow and deep into his front hole. He grasps at the back of his fellow vampire's head to bring Ethan into a kiss as his fellow vampire grinds his hips nicely into him. "Hope you're not tiring out on me, Park. There's still a whole night for you to get through."

[asktheprincessofhearts-archive]

Summer or winter?

Summer! Winter’s too cold for me, and I feel like you get stuck inside a lot from all the storms. (Sorry @askethanofarendelle @askeiraofarendelle, the cold does bother me. Any tips for surviving it?)

[askascarlettletter]

...you don’t say? One of them doesn’t happen to be yours, does it?

This place…is weird. I mean, they have room for yachts, but no ships? Does that seem weird to anyone else?

[endlessdrifter]

@lotcria​ gets love

There were not enough words in the world to express how much Corey wanted to stay out of trouble. He had seen enough blood, enough death. His hands had served them and taken part in the macabre dance for enough years not to want a quiet life... And yet there was no way he could get such a thing when the world continued to present itself in such disarray.

Crime. Such a meaningless world for an ex-black ops... Years ago he wouldn’t have cared, he would’ve prioritized his safety... But now not only was he about to witness a murder but he also had the skills to stop it. His feet moved faster than his brain and quickly enough he had defused the situation even before the professionals arrived.

“Sorry, hero,” he offered in a gentle voice to the man who came to fix the situation... except he got there two minutes too late. The villain was pinned to the ground and tied up like a hog with Corey’s belt. “I’m a bit anxious and you were taking so long to get here... I kinda- Yeah, you can see it. All yours now.”

[ledarigby]

ethan-gravois‌:

Darling Leda | Iliad Event

She was here. She had to be. Of course, that’s what his years of nonstop, effortless searching had led him to. That bastard had been no help to him. He had to be hiding something. That’s why Ethan chose this path. Why he chose to trust the hunters when they spoke of such a place.

A place filled to the brim with creatures. Vampires. Werewolves. But the worst was that they chose to keep humans as their property. As slaves. Had they done that to his Lena? Of course they had. It was the only explanation for her disappearance all this time. He knew that her captivity is what was keeping her from him. But now he had his chance. He was going find and rescue her and they would once again be together, for the rest of their lives. He would save her and together with the hunters, protect her and rid the world of these creatures.

He had found one of their own citizens, a fucking human who seemed so content to live their life here. Hell, the poor guy tried to fight him off and protect a young werewolf. The wolf got away, but the guy was no match for Ethan. He used methods another hunter taught him and, with some very persuasive axe work, got his answers. Lena was here. She was owned by a wolf by the name of Hayato. He forced the address from the guy before leaving him to bleed out in the streets.

He worked his to the house located in the West Side of the city. His axe made quick work of the front door, kicking the rest of the pieces in. As he looked around the place, he noted artifacts and pictures. But the photos, most of them, were of his beautiful Lena. And she....fuck, she was smiling. She looked radiant, as beautiful as ever with her wide grin and sparkling eyes. And one picture....the two of them together....he let out an enraged shout, wielding his axe into the pictures of her.

He searched the house, coming upon the basement, he descended the steps and came to a locked door. He banged and kicked, frustrated grunts sounding before he hauled the axe back, taking out the door. Shards and fragments flew into the air, spraying across the floor. Ethan stepped through the opening, eyes scanning the room, until they found her. He lowered the axe, features softening into a mixture of emotions: disbelief, relief, joy.

“Lena...”

@ledarigby

Someone was upstairs in the house. And for the sounds of it, that person was very angry. She quickly picked a pissed off Steve, putting him inside his carrier, and covering it with a blanket. Reaching for her phone, she crawled under one of the tables. Quietly, she sends a text message to Hayato ‘Someone is here.’ putting the phone in silence mode, she hides on the side of her bra and waits. The door starts shaking, pounding against the wood until it starts to crack and splinters. Holding her breath, she watches the door break, and the invader entering the basement. But it was not a stranger at all.

“Ethan?” She whispers in disbelief, Pushing herself out from hiding under the table. She takes a step to him, and it's too much. Tears come out of her eyes, and she sobs, covering her mouth. Four years feel like decades, a part herself had resigned to never see him again, to let him live in her memories only.  Leda finally sees him, noticing the blood on his face, and hands, the ax still glistening with fresh blood. “How...What?...”

[gracedfallen]

It doesn’t take him long at all to find this so-called Man of Letters.  For Sam and Dean's sake, he hopes there is nothing to worry about with him but he never knew. "You must be Ethan Layfield. I suppose I owe you a depth of gratitude for awakening my friend." He's obviously referring to Dean. He's sceptical but he feels like he should play good cop before he plays bad cop. He extends a hand to shake. "So thank you. My name is Castiel." He formal introduces himself. "Dean told me you're one of the Men of Letters. Is this true?" He asked the question. He could tell if he'd lie to him. He's been on earth long enough to detect such lying methods or avoidance of truths. @ethanlayfield

[willshift]

"Is that my shirt?" from @parkethan

@parkethan

"Oh? Is this yours? I thought it was mine." Will flexes his chest and torso for the other vampire, "It just makes my chest look so good, I assumed it was mine. You can take it off of me if you'd like?"

[asktheprincessofhearts-archive]

“Let It Snow”

@askethanofarendelle

Cora stood uncertainly at the base of the mountain.  It had snowed on the Isle, of course, but aside from pelting each other with snowballs, there hadn’t been much for the VKs to do with it.  Certainly not ski.  Or snowboard.  Or...whatever Fairy Godmother was recommending they do.  Normally, Cora would try certain dangerous stunts, but snow made her nervous- because it was water.  Cora did not like water, no matter how frozen it was, and the concept that someone would voluntarily hurl themselves down a mountain on flimsy sticks was utterly foreign to her.   “How in Hades are we supposed to do this?” she asked rhetorically (or so she thought). 

[vipers-jj]

Ethan & JJ || Private

JJ pulled up to he club, parking his bike and placing his helmet on the bars before walking inside. "I want to punch that fucker in the face."

ethanhumphrey-rp

[rebelling-vanderwoodsen]

Did no one ever tell you that ditching your date is rude?

[asktheprincessofhearts-archive]

Winter Clothes Shopping:  Closed Starter

@askethanofarendelle

Cora bit her lip, uncomfortable memories of the Isle surfacing.  “Yeah...I know leather isn’t the wickedest for winter,” she admitted.  Shaking her head, she dismissed the memories in favor of asking, “Are you busy right now?  Maybe we could go shopping for some winter gear?” 

[christyless-blog]

@Ethan

Chris walked up the door of Hunter's house. He was still a bit dizzy from the alcohol he had earlier, but was handling himself alright. All he wanted to do was talk to Hunter, try and just fix things. He rang the doorbell, hoping someone was home to answer.