#thread: ezra.

[inspisart]

very happy with ezra's live-action casting and look

[the-gabardine-fox]

The patches arrived and they turned out really well! Loving that gold thread!! Still have a couple available for purchase!

[frcmbelow]

location: starling's place

closed starter for: @hiddenxrituals (starling)

there was a pounding in ezra's head as she finally came-to, the sound of her alarm the only thing rousing her from the deepest sleep she'd ever experienced. it'd been a while since she'd last slept to begin with, and she was scared to check just how long she'd been out for. reaching for her phone in dread, she paused when she felt the sheets rub across the bare skin of her torso, and suddenly her eyes were wide open. she was in an unfamiliar bedroom --- in an unfamiliar bed --- and that in and of itself freaked her out. every memory from the night previously hit her all at once: a crowded bar, a friendly-yet-handsome face, too many shots to count. ezra james wasn't one for random hookups, but apparently her drunk alter ego had other plans.

sitting upright in the bed, she hugged the sheets closer to her frame before she rubbed at her eyes, willing her headache away as she heard footsteps approaching. all she could really do was act normal, or whatever people considered to be normal. her face was still covered as someone answered the room, and her voice came out in a muffled grumble. "please tell me i managed to not embarrass myself last night. and if i didn't, do me a favor and lie to me so i don't have to do a walk of shame home."

[tobytost]

failing communication

[awsok]

I feel the path forward is clouded.

[ofgrenvde]

closed starter @akashxbedi - akash bedi

Ezra strode through the courthouse lobby, case files from the Golden Lotus's latest security audit tucked under his arm. The Zhao family needed these depositions filed before their casino's quarterly review, and he'd rather handle sensitive documents personally than trust a courier. Five steps into the building, he spotted Akash Bedi by the information desk. That snake had defended half the corrupt Chicago cops who'd torn Ezra's informant network apart, yet here he stood in Devil's Junction, probably still getting rich off others' misery. "If it isn't Chicago's favorite puppet. Still defending murderers for a living, Bedi? Or did you finally grow a conscience in Devil's Junction?" He kept his voice steady, professional despite the rage churning inside him. Each dead informant's face flashed through his mind and the man before him had a hand in their demise—indirectly or not. "Must be nice, sleeping at night after helping killers walk free. Tell me, do you charge extra for covering up police executions, or is that just a complementary service?" His expression remained neutral, but his words dripped acid. Some people never changed, and Bedi was living proof that a Harvard law degree couldn't buy morality.

[windblume-violet]

5 days until Getian arrives.... my account is SO ready

[inkshadow]

closed starter for @trackmind featuring renata.

"just because you don't actually have to give a shit about your job doesn't mean you have to be here taking up oxygen while i'm trying to do mine. unless you needed something all of a sudden? i didn't even think you'd be in town today."

[andawaywewrite]

Ezra, straight, mid twenties. She and your muse had a very, very, messy break up but Ezra won't leave it alone.

"Why does everything have to be so difficult, why can't we just be okay with each other without you losing your head every time you see me talking to someone else? We could be friends if you weren't so jealous all the time." The irony of Ezra being the one to offer such a suggestion was entirely lost on her in the moment. She missed him almost as much as she hated him, and if she would've been the one to so much as see another woman looking at him a little too long there would be no telling where her own temper would've taken things. All things that went ignored as her negotiations went on, "Don't you ever miss me?"

[cheemken]

Other people vibing w Tuesday bc they have Sotheby already levelled up and I'm here w my recently i3 Bkornblume taking that 50% chance her debuff could cause poison

[evocatiive]

@neveraftcr liked this for a starter / based on this

His tongue swipes across his bottom lip, and a copper, metallic taste tickles the top of his mouth. An all-encompassing ache begins to blossom in Seonho's bruised and battered body, but he pushes forward anyway to ensure that the other remains unharmed, gentle hands searching over their form. "I'm glad you're okay," he breathes out in relief after inspecting them and confirming that they hadn't sustained the same level of injuries that he had. That's all that matters to him. That they are alright. A smile blooms across his split lips, his shoulders shaking with the remnants of adrenaline and shock.

[chaosandcrimson]

LOCATION: The Book Nook FOR: Ezra James ( @scryptids )

"All I'm saying is that we could totally crowdfund it," Kyra said, picking a book off the shelf and idly skimming through it. It wasn't the first time she had brought up adapting one of Ezra's novels into an indie film and it probably wouldn't be the last either. "You'd still write the script, but we'd have more creative control without a studio demanding this or that. I love my job, but I don't know if I'd trust Kismet with your work."

[never-surrender]

Low key have so much muse for my werewolf muses, including ones that aren't even on here. Is there anybody that's interested in them?

[exmcrtis]

location: outside of huntsville daily

atatus: open!

ezra's breaks always consisted of her pacing back and forth, her teeth gnawing idly at her fingers. she always looked like she was deep in thought, but the truth was that her pacing usually kept people away, always giving her a wide berth so they could avoid her. today was apparently different, as when she looked up from her blank daze, her eyes met another person's.

"i'm wearing a hole in the sidewalk, i know. at least it's not as severe as the one in the middle of town, right? if you step in this one, you won't immediately meet your doom."

[honeygazed]

continued for @onthepodiium from source

"how hard were you hit if you think i'm going to faint at the sight of blood?" this certainly wasn't the first time ezra had found herself down her, and even outside of the fighting ring, her family made sure she could stand the sight of blood. she stepped into the room, clearly not caring about the tone that should have told her to walk away. "i'm not doing it for you. i'm avoiding someone and this was the first room. figured i might as well do something while i'm here." she shrugged, stepping closer to him. "you're doing a terrible job at that."

[ofgrenvde]

closed starter @c0exiist - cynthia zhang

In a move that would've made a linebacker proud, Ezra barreled straight into the figure before him, managing to catch her arms before they both went down. Her constant appearances around the city warranted his suspicion, especially with the rise of Onyx Circuit activity. But irritation mixed with a dose of guilt, since he'd nearly bulldozed her over. "Fantastic. You again. Tell me why I keep finding you in places you shouldn't be?" He released her quickly, needing distance. Something about this woman made him question his own judgment. Every instinct screamed she was dangerous, yet she projected such a convincing image of innocence that he second-guessed his read. 

The last time he'd rescued her from face-planting, he thought he’d never see her again. Yet here they were, face to face once more. Professional paranoia demanded he keep away from her. "I'm starting to think you're following me around on purpose." His tone stayed light, but he studied her response with the same focus he gave his security feeds. The near-collision left him rattled in ways that had nothing to do with physical balance. She represented exactly the kind of variable that disrupted his control, and after what happened in Chicago, he didn’t like knowing exactly who he was dealing with. She threw him completely off balance—like trying to solve a Rubik's cube where the colors kept changing every time he blinked. The more he tried to figure her out, the less sense she made.