He's home! Completely dead-eyed as he walks into the bunnkery, bleeding because he got a knife lodged in his shoulder thanks Ghost-Sesa, cut up because of other objects that fell on his head, tired, moderately injured thanks to bullets and grenades...
He doesn't even greet Ezell. His muscles have automatically carried him here on instinct, and luckily for the bakery itself, the instinct to shut the door so that the bunnies don't leave remains... nothing else does, though, even as he begins to shuffle upstairs.]
[ The moment Flamebringer enters the bakery, it isn't the blood Ezell notices, or the emotions, or the dead look on his face. Rather, the only thing Ezell process is that "Flamebringer is home!" Which is such a thought to have, really. This isn't home. This isn't even close. This place is Hell, and yet, with Flamebringer, he's made it feel more like home than Ezell's felt for some time. Thus, he brightens, a smile on his face that would make the whole Grove shine, and his wings and halo both glow brightly at his beloved.
He's here, and Ezell would love to go and give him a hug and tell him "Welcome back!" and feed him some of the pastries he's made out of stress while fretting over him to get home... ]
[ ...but then he finally registers everything else. His brightness dims, both smile and glow, and he just stares as Flamebringer enters the bunnkery. He's bleeding, but he doesn't seem to feel in pain? He feels... hm. "Nothing" isn't quite right. It's more like... static. After focusing just a bit more with his empathy, he thinks he might know what this feeling is?
Dissociation.
Ah... He shuffles quickly out from behind the counter, wondering if Flamebringer had even noticed him, suddenly worried. That wound didn't look horrible, but he shouldn't be walking around like that, regardless. ]
[At least hearing Ezell's voice seems to mostly? snap him out of it? It might take a few more attempts, but the fog clears from his eyes like when you've been called on in class but you were daydreaming for the last 15 minutes. An innocent example for an undoubtedly less-innocent occurance that has left Flamebringer, well, a bundle of static and white noise.]
Ezell...? [Wheremst.] ...when the fuck did I get back here? This isn't the mansion, is it?
[There's a note pinned to Ezell's bedroom door with tape, written in shakier-than-usual handwriting, which means Flamebringer definitely is (definitely was?) drunk when he wrote this.
It has a single sentence written.]
i am being crushed under the weiht of how hevily i fuck w u
[He's in his room across the hall, please go get him.]
[Flamebringer is in his room with the cats asleep on the pillow next to him, very much laying down in bed flat on his back on top of the sheets. The good news is he isn't smoking, the bad? news is there's a bottle of liquor on the bedside table, but at least he doesn't drink like Gnosis used to.]
Baaaaabe.
[And then he rolls over onto his side, one arm draped off the side of the bed. Oh yeah he's hammered.]
Didja get my note?
[On the bedside table and on the floor there are several drafts of this note, apparently love letter writing is his new thing (it is not he's just very drunk). Such wonderful works of poetry include: "your hot" "i love u so much" "your eys are like if the sun was a star" "if i were half as hot as you id be an oven god this soudns fucking stupid"
[Flamebringer has dragged Ezell off to the beach. Thanks Sinann for your travel boon even though the river is frozen and they had to ice raft their way here. It's the sort of chaotic start to Ezell's birthday that Flamebringer wanted, which is why they left at "nebulously the 29th" so they could get there on time.
The beach is cold, and snowy, and wet. It's dreary and kind of sad and not exactly the perfect setting, but there's a reason Flamebringer wanted to get away for a bit. When they get to the cabanas, he's quick to head onto the attached patio and light up the fire pit, and then he proceeds back inside. Is he melting the snow, or...?
Either way, Ezell gets to sit wherever he wants, be it in the bedroom (which he's decorated in advance with rose petals and candles) or on the kitchen counter or whatever, because Flamebringer is making them dinner.
It's not going to be restaurant-quality, but it's dinner. Home cooking, really. Flamebringer is sort of clumsy in the kitchen and keeps dropping the bottle of cooking oil, oops.]
[ Ezell at least seems very endeared to everything. He's leaning against Flamebringer when they arrive and still more than happy to enjoy the effort he put in, even if it's a bit cold and snowy. He honestly feels a little bad? Like, all he got for Flamebringer's birthday was a Little Guy, and Flamebringer is obviously putting so much into this? He's even making food??? Like, yeah, Ezell made food for Flamebringer, too, but that's not unusual. He's usually making food.
Hhh...
If Flamebringer doesn't sit him down he's going to sweep and dust and take care of cleaning stuff. ]
[After breakfast and when Ain has a minute, Ezell has probably sensed this. Energy from Ain ever since Add showed up. Now to be fair, Ain's the one who dragged him here (he was snake-bitten and delirious and Ain's a worrywart), and yeah they were laying on each other, but.
He will go to Ezell's room and gently hold one hand in both of his, sit on his bed, panic. Blush wildly. Panic harder. Aaaaaa.]
What does it mean when a man you've known for three years starts touching you everywhere and calls you beautiful and cute?! [Pause.] The man is Add, by the way!
[And then he realises he real-named him and he just. Covers his mouth with his hand now, leans forward so he's laying over his own legs, folded in half, face against his knees.
[ Great news, Ezell has prepared for this. He figured from the rollercoaster of emotions that slammed him that Ain would wanna talk. He very gently rubs Ain's back moving him so that he's sitting in Ezell's lap and grabbing the muffin on the nightstand to hold in front of Ain. ]
Eat this. I know you don't need to, but having something on your stomach will help.
[ And he kisses the side of Ain's cheek. ]
I cannot say I know Add, especially because... he did feel a bit... woozy. But I can tell you how he was feeling in the moment, if that eases you a bit, and maybe you and I can talk about what you would want to tell him, if it turns out it's something you do want to talk to him about.
[Whenever Ezell and Wolfwood are at the apartments, Ain — who wants attention, because what else does he ever want — will approach both of them and drag them both off to his apartment room.
He then takes their hands in both of his, holding onto them and swinging them in a way that says "oh no, he wants something". The tip of his tail starts wagging...]
Can we have a threesome? [sir] It doesn't have to be right now if you're busy. I just want to try something.
[ Ezell is fully expecting Ain to want to go out on a double date or something. After all, their options are limited when they go back to the Grove — which Ezell imagines will happen eventually. He’s perfectly happy doing that, of course, and he’s even prepared for it, but…
He thinks he misheard Ain? He must have, because Ain has said that so casually?? But… also it’s Ain? Hh— ]
[This would have been a double date that Wolfwood would have preferred compared to the platonic tryst he went on with Add and Ain, if he’s honest. Ezell’s a good guy- good head on his shoulders, smart, unbearably soft and cute like the bunnies he cares for- so Wolfwood’s happy that he and Ain have been together for as long as they have. He seems to have successfully domesticated Flamebringer too, which is definitely a feat in itself. So yeah, double date? Sign him up.
But as Ain swings their hands and looks back at them with the biggest eyes possible…he realizes just a moment before he opens his mouth that he’s probably got something else in mind.]
Oh fuck.
[Okay DEFINITELY something else.
Wolfwood and Ezell’s reactions are stark in contrast, with Wolfwood smiling the most shit-eating grin as the tip of his own tail starts to wag.]
He spends a while designing. Thinking of Ezell not in thick, ugly lines like he'd put on himself, but delicate and beautiful ones. The things he likes are obvious; Flamebringer doesn't feel the need to hinge on flower imagery to give something meaning, for once. For some strange gay reason, he thinks of Ezell in terms of falling leaves and sunshine, and that's the precise inspiration for the design he makes that he wants to put on Ezell's back. Last-second, he goes back and sketches some butterflies, thinking to himself that it would be a lot more vibrant if he coloured it... it reminds him of a garden either way, and it feels right.
Gay thoughts aside, when Flamebringer stands up to head downstairs to show Ezell this, he suddenly thinks to himself that he wants to include a design on Ezell's front, too, one he can see easier than the one on his back between his wings. Ezell has been waxing poetic about bugs recently, and while Flamebringer doesn't exactly bugs too often — he looks at them and politely removes them from his plants, but doesn't focus on the details — he sits back down and sketches out a cute moth he saw once.
This, too, reminds him of Ezell. A cute moth. No flower language here, Ezell is just the most adorable little bug to him. Sighs, Flamebringer would love Ezell if he were a worm, it seems.
Deciding that the moth would go on Ezell's sternum just underneath his chest, partly because Flamebringer thinks it's hot and... okay... entirely because Flamebringer thinks it's hot— he gets up, satisfied, and wanders into Ezell's bedroom across the hall. Knock knock it's your future husband—]
[ Ezell has been excited about bugs. The cold is no longer here, which means the bugs are out. Biblically accurate or not, Ezell loves them all. He has a few buggy-sanctuaries in his room - butterflies and moths and ants and beetles... He has a beehive as well, though not in his room, obviously. He keeps that one out by the greenhouse Flamebringer frequents most. He specifically has bugs that are unique to this world. Opalescent or RGB-changing butterflies, moths that glitter, ethereal ants that seem to just be an "outline" rather than a real bug, beetles that seem to be extremely reflective and made of a material that looks like gold... and a ton of other interesting critters.
When Flamebringer knocks, he's actually tending to said bugs before he goes to answer. The second he sees his fiance, he lights up, as he usually does on seeing his partners. ] Flamebringer!!
[ He knows he's holding his sketchpad, but he's getting a hug, regardless. ]
[So. Vash has shown up dead and bleeding on the dimensional library's doorstep. Ydalir has stocked her shop with an item that, while romantic on the tin, will let Ain keep track of his partners... and Ain fears that if he takes his eyes off of them for a second, one or all of them will show up dead like Vash did.
It makes him insanely anxious. Ezell doesn't need help sensing emotions, but Ain does. Ain needs to know where Ezell is at all times. Ain needs to know if Ezell is scared so he can show up and kill whatever it is making him fear for his life. Ezell needs some of Ain's powers to keep himself safe in case Ain can't get there in time.
Of course, Ezell will probably feel Ain's emotions from a mile away as the little faun springs up to Ezell and suddenly slaps a bracelet on his wrist, but the sudden feeling of knowing exactly where Ain is will no doubt be new to Ezell. He doesn't say anything, not at first, as he hands Ezell an amulet and sits down next to him, wherever he is right now.]
...Vash is dead. And I don't want anything bad to happen to you, and to be unable to help. So... if you could just wear this so I can sense where you are and how you're feeling, and sometimes send you messages when we're apart... and the necklace, too, Ms. Trader said it would let you borrow some of my magic a couple times... that would make me feel a little better.
[ When Ain arrives, Ezell is busy feeding the bunnies. They seem a little more enthused by his presence now that he is Also Bunny, so he tries to spend more time with the little guys. They don't even scatter when Ain enters, both because fellow prey animal, but also just because they're used to Ain at this point.
Ezell twitches his bunny ears a bit, but overall doesn't stop Ain from what he's doing. He seems to be aware of the anxiousness Ain has about this, and... well, of course he'd heard of Dion and Vash. He had been meaning to see Joshua about it, since the poor guy has had it rough these past two months. He had known Wolfwood would've taken it rough, and Ain, surely, too, but...
Yeah, the worry hits him like a train. And his words hurt him so much. ]
I do not plan on going anywhere, do not worry. I will wear these if that's what you truly want, though. [ He has to stand up on his haunches to get to Ain properly, but he wraps his arms around him for a hug. ]
...I just... I don't want to lose you too. He was fine. He was fine, I saw him the other day, and then I walked out of the library portal and he was dead on the ground.
[He sniffles, laying his head on Ezell's shoulder.]
I can't lose you. I have to know you're safe. I have to... to be there, or I'll never see you again, because the Forest is going to take you from me and I don't know what I'm gonna do if it does.
[Baby it's cold outside and there are also evil bugs that kill people—
Flamebringer will come in one evening when he's done killing the rabble, covered in bandages because Stan dragged him inside for medical treatment (part 17), and go find Ezell up in their room. Whatever Ezell is doing right now I hope it's standing because Flamebringer is going to kiss the top of his head, kiss each little horn, kiss his halo, kiss his wings...
Crouch down and kiss where his tail is above his butt.
:) ]
Heyyyy. [sorry Ezell you married him] How's my beautiful wife?
[ Ezell still doesn't know how to control his tail well, so it smacks Flamebringer in the face a little from the wagging. It is small enough it doesn't actually hurt or anything like that, of course. ]
I do not know, I was not aware you had one. Your husband is fine, though. As fine as he can be, all things considered... Do you really have to kiss me everywhere like that, my love?
[The smack does not deter him. He will continue to literally kiss Ezell's ass.]
I do. It's a requirement. It was in the contract you signed when you agreed to marry me. [Uh-oh, don't look now, but he's spinning Ezell around and laying his head on Ezell's thigh... for once NOT to be horny, but just to love.] Besides, how are you supposed to know that I love you if I don't kiss you everywhere?
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immediately after the mansion rescue
He's home! Completely dead-eyed as he walks into the bunnkery, bleeding because he got a knife lodged in his shoulder thanks Ghost-Sesa, cut up because of other objects that fell on his head, tired, moderately injured thanks to bullets and grenades...
He doesn't even greet Ezell. His muscles have automatically carried him here on instinct, and luckily for the bakery itself, the instinct to shut the door so that the bunnies don't leave remains... nothing else does, though, even as he begins to shuffle upstairs.]
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He's here, and Ezell would love to go and give him a hug and tell him "Welcome back!" and feed him some of the pastries he's made out of stress while fretting over him to get home... ]
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Dissociation.
Ah... He shuffles quickly out from behind the counter, wondering if Flamebringer had even noticed him, suddenly worried. That wound didn't look horrible, but he shouldn't be walking around like that, regardless. ]
...Flamebringer?
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Ezell...? [Wheremst.] ...when the fuck did I get back here? This isn't the mansion, is it?
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this is stupid ignore this
It has a single sentence written.]
i am being crushed under the weiht of how hevily i fuck w u
[He's in his room across the hall, please go get him.]
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Ezell's gonna get him... a glass of water. Clearly he's thirsty (no), and needs to drink because alcohol will dehydrate you, my man- ]
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Baaaaabe.
[And then he rolls over onto his side, one arm draped off the side of the bed. Oh yeah he's hammered.]
Didja get my note?
[On the bedside table and on the floor there are several drafts of this note, apparently love letter writing is his new thing (it is not he's just very drunk). Such wonderful works of poetry include:
"your hot"
"i love u so much"
"your eys are like if the sun was a star"
"if i were half as hot as you id be an oven god this soudns fucking stupid"
So y'know he's. Trying. Maybe.]
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jan 30th
The beach is cold, and snowy, and wet. It's dreary and kind of sad and not exactly the perfect setting, but there's a reason Flamebringer wanted to get away for a bit. When they get to the cabanas, he's quick to head onto the attached patio and light up the fire pit, and then he proceeds back inside. Is he melting the snow, or...?
Either way, Ezell gets to sit wherever he wants, be it in the bedroom (which he's decorated in advance with rose petals and candles) or on the kitchen counter or whatever, because Flamebringer is making them dinner.
It's not going to be restaurant-quality, but it's dinner. Home cooking, really. Flamebringer is sort of clumsy in the kitchen and keeps dropping the bottle of cooking oil, oops.]
Re: jan 30th
Hhh...
If Flamebringer doesn't sit him down he's going to sweep and dust and take care of cleaning stuff. ]
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Babe, no.
[And scoops him up and carries him off into the next room to put him down on the bed. These cabanas are small, okay, they ain't got much.]
Let me treat you. You're not supposed to do shit on your birthday.
[.....but Ezell can come back into the kitchen if he wants, as long as he doesn't start cleaning. That's illegal.]
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March // def after ezell makes add breakfast or w/e
He will go to Ezell's room and gently hold one hand in both of his, sit on his bed, panic. Blush wildly. Panic harder. Aaaaaa.]
What does it mean when a man you've known for three years starts touching you everywhere and calls you beautiful and cute?! [Pause.] The man is Add, by the way!
[And then he realises he real-named him and he just. Covers his mouth with his hand now, leans forward so he's laying over his own legs, folded in half, face against his knees.
Screams.]
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Eat this. I know you don't need to, but having something on your stomach will help.
[ And he kisses the side of Ain's cheek. ]
I cannot say I know Add, especially because... he did feel a bit... woozy. But I can tell you how he was feeling in the moment, if that eases you a bit, and maybe you and I can talk about what you would want to tell him, if it turns out it's something you do want to talk to him about.
How's that?
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...
Nibbles on the muffin. He looks so sad and pathetic.]
Okay. Yeah. We can do that... since you read minds. [that is not what he reads] That's fine.
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we're having a threesome-
He then takes their hands in both of his, holding onto them and swinging them in a way that says "oh no, he wants something". The tip of his tail starts wagging...]
Can we have a threesome? [sir] It doesn't have to be right now if you're busy. I just want to try something.
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He thinks he misheard Ain? He must have, because Ain has said that so casually?? But… also it’s Ain? Hh— ]
S-sorry, come again??
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But as Ain swings their hands and looks back at them with the biggest eyes possible…he realizes just a moment before he opens his mouth that he’s probably got something else in mind.]
Oh fuck.
[Okay DEFINITELY something else.
Wolfwood and Ezell’s reactions are stark in contrast, with Wolfwood smiling the most shit-eating grin as the tip of his own tail starts to wag.]
How long you been thinkin’ about that, babe?
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before the monster mash // get tattooed idiot
He spends a while designing. Thinking of Ezell not in thick, ugly lines like he'd put on himself, but delicate and beautiful ones. The things he likes are obvious; Flamebringer doesn't feel the need to hinge on flower imagery to give something meaning, for once. For some strange gay reason, he thinks of Ezell in terms of falling leaves and sunshine, and that's the precise inspiration for the design he makes that he wants to put on Ezell's back. Last-second, he goes back and sketches some butterflies, thinking to himself that it would be a lot more vibrant if he coloured it... it reminds him of a garden either way, and it feels right.
Gay thoughts aside, when Flamebringer stands up to head downstairs to show Ezell this, he suddenly thinks to himself that he wants to include a design on Ezell's front, too, one he can see easier than the one on his back between his wings. Ezell has been waxing poetic about bugs recently, and while Flamebringer doesn't exactly bugs too often — he looks at them and politely removes them from his plants, but doesn't focus on the details — he sits back down and sketches out a cute moth he saw once.
This, too, reminds him of Ezell. A cute moth. No flower language here, Ezell is just the most adorable little bug to him. Sighs, Flamebringer would love Ezell if he were a worm, it seems.
Deciding that the moth would go on Ezell's sternum just underneath his chest, partly because Flamebringer thinks it's hot and... okay... entirely because Flamebringer thinks it's hot— he gets up, satisfied, and wanders into Ezell's bedroom across the hall. Knock knock it's your future husband—]
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When Flamebringer knocks, he's actually tending to said bugs before he goes to answer. The second he sees his fiance, he lights up, as he usually does on seeing his partners. ] Flamebringer!!
[ He knows he's holding his sketchpad, but he's getting a hug, regardless. ]
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Hey, baby. [His tail is wagging :) ] I was thinking about tatting you up again. I got two designs for you to check out.
[Here, take the sketchbook, look at his designs and notes. Tell him if you want a moff on your sternum.]
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early june // ain's yandere arc worsens. cw: ain.
It makes him insanely anxious. Ezell doesn't need help sensing emotions, but Ain does. Ain needs to know where Ezell is at all times. Ain needs to know if Ezell is scared so he can show up and kill whatever it is making him fear for his life. Ezell needs some of Ain's powers to keep himself safe in case Ain can't get there in time.
Of course, Ezell will probably feel Ain's emotions from a mile away as the little faun springs up to Ezell and suddenly slaps a bracelet on his wrist, but the sudden feeling of knowing exactly where Ain is will no doubt be new to Ezell. He doesn't say anything, not at first, as he hands Ezell an amulet and sits down next to him, wherever he is right now.]
...Vash is dead. And I don't want anything bad to happen to you, and to be unable to help. So... if you could just wear this so I can sense where you are and how you're feeling, and sometimes send you messages when we're apart... and the necklace, too, Ms. Trader said it would let you borrow some of my magic a couple times... that would make me feel a little better.
I don't want you to leave me like he did.
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Ezell twitches his bunny ears a bit, but overall doesn't stop Ain from what he's doing. He seems to be aware of the anxiousness Ain has about this, and... well, of course he'd heard of Dion and Vash. He had been meaning to see Joshua about it, since the poor guy has had it rough these past two months. He had known Wolfwood would've taken it rough, and Ain, surely, too, but...
Yeah, the worry hits him like a train. And his words hurt him so much. ]
I do not plan on going anywhere, do not worry. I will wear these if that's what you truly want, though. [ He has to stand up on his haunches to get to Ain properly, but he wraps his arms around him for a hug. ]
I'm so sorry, love.
sorry i lost this-
[He sniffles, laying his head on Ezell's shoulder.]
I can't lose you. I have to know you're safe. I have to... to be there, or I'll never see you again, because the Forest is going to take you from me and I don't know what I'm gonna do if it does.
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WIFEY (some time during the bugpocalypse)
Flamebringer will come in one evening when he's done killing the rabble, covered in bandages because Stan dragged him inside for medical treatment (part 17), and go find Ezell up in their room. Whatever Ezell is doing right now I hope it's standing because Flamebringer is going to kiss the top of his head, kiss each little horn, kiss his halo, kiss his wings...
Crouch down and kiss where his tail is above his butt.
:) ]
Heyyyy. [sorry Ezell you married him] How's my beautiful wife?
[male, thanks for asking]
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I do not know, I was not aware you had one. Your husband is fine, though. As fine as he can be, all things considered... Do you really have to kiss me everywhere like that, my love?
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I do. It's a requirement. It was in the contract you signed when you agreed to marry me. [Uh-oh, don't look now, but he's spinning Ezell around and laying his head on Ezell's thigh... for once NOT to be horny, but just to love.] Besides, how are you supposed to know that I love you if I don't kiss you everywhere?
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