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Robin looked down at his feet where grass was growing and shook his head. "I don't want tonruin your porch any more, Sir." He said quietly. He really shouldn't be rejecting the offer to sit, he needed it more than anything right now. But also he didn't want to cause more issues than he'd already caused. He didn't want to be an issue to the man. Not when he was already imposing. "Can we sit on the grass? Then I'm not going to cover your porch in grass, please?"
Robin bit his lip as the man started to ask him questions. He hugged himself tightly as he tried to stay standing up, still not moving from his space. "My name is Robin." He said quietly. Taking a deoe breath to prepare himself for the next part. "My....um ex...tried to use me...to kill people like me...and we um.. we got in a fight.." He was trying so hard not to breakdown crying but that was the first time he'd said it aloud. The tears started fall down his cheeks as he finally broke down crying. "I thought he loved me....but he wanted to use me...and. hurt people... and.. they want to take me back... but I've never been there... and I don't belong there... " He stuttered out, looking more vulnerable with each passing second. "I don't have anywhere to go."
Ezra was used to people turning up at his door distressed. He was used to the tears and the stories of what had made them travel so far and how they found Ezra's place. He knew he could come across as cold but he did care, he just cared more about keeping them stable than protecting their feelings. "Sure" he nodded as he dragged the chairs down from the porch onto the grass. "At my age kid If i sit on the grass im not getting back up again" he smirked. It wasn't true, well not completely. Ezra was an older man in his 50s but he was in good shape for his age. "Nice to meet you Robin" he laid out the items he needed from the medical kit on the arm of the chair he listened to the Fae's story. It was one he had heard before, there was a pattern he would have to look into, maybe a gang, maybe a cult... it wasn't something he was willing to give away after just meeting the boy. He took a antiseptic wipe in one hand and his other hand he pulled Robin's chair closer. "I'm sorry you've been through a terrible time" he spoke in a strangely comforting but monotone voice. "It's important to take a deep breath" he demonstrated for the distressed Fae who were always known as sensitive creatures "Your safe now". "May I?" he lifted the wipe to Robin's face where he had a few bloody wounds. "Your ex, was he human?" he asked curious as he got to work. "Are you aware of what clan of Fae you are?" he asked as he checked Robin over for for any broken bones, apart from one wing and a missing tooth he looked to be okay.
The response that he got caused Nigel to flinch slightly. It was always a rather stark difference between the two men. Nigel, while light hearted and a joker, was often the more timid and quiet of the two. It was a good balance between them but in moments like this, it caught him off guard. He never felt intimidated by Ezra's dominance, but when he was in the mindset that he was there and then, it did cause him to falter.
Pausing for a moment, Nigel moved across and sat in the chair across from where Ezra had been sitting, dropping his head into his hands as he inhaled a shaky breath.
"I'm sorry." he muttered, his gaze on the ground as he wondered what he was supposed to do. He needed to be back here, needed to be there for his partner and those young men who relied on them. But in that moment, he felt as though he couldn't even be there for himself... "I'll be here when you're done."
His partner was in pain. Standing and looking at Nigel from the door he thought to himself about how he could not let him leave. He would talk to him later but if he had to force him to stay because his not in his right mind he was going to take action. Out there in ranch they didn't use hospitals or need the police. They tried to be as self sustaining as they could be without needing anyone else, they also didn't trust anyone else. Ezra thought about locking the door from the outside but instead he went to close and lock the gates that penned them in to the compound. Heading back into the house the boys all wanted Ezra's attention, asking about Nigel, asking if they were breaking up, asking when they could see him. Wolves sniffed at the door smelling Nigel's scent and whimpered as Ezra got them away. Suddenly it was food time and they spung into action, each boy having a job to do, making sure the young ones were in their seats as Ezra plated them all up and made sure they were settled. Ezra wiped his wet hands on a tea towel after washing them as he made his way back to Nigel finding him where he left him. He reached down and took his hand getting him up as he all but dragged him to the porch. "Coffee I made coffee, I don't think beer is suitable for tonight" he mentioned as he pointed to their seats with the French press and two cups ready for them. "Where gonna talk..." he couldn't help it, he pulled Nigel in held him tightly as he rubbed his back "you scared the shit out of me" he muttered "I hope you know how much I love you".
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Hello everyone, Sorry for the break, I went on holiday to Disneyworld Florida with my sister and had the absolute time of our lives. Came home and got the worst cold/flu thing and have just been trying to get through it. Starting to feel a little better, gonna make it through all my replies. Love you all take care
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02:03 am Fitz: I've been lying to you. 02:10 am Fitz: I'm like this black hole that just swallows up everything around me. 02:30 am Fitz: I so badly wanted you to see that I changed. That I could have just moved past everything and become this stable functional person. 02:43 am Fitz: I don't know what I am, who I am... 03:12 am Fitz: Fuck, I adore you. Seeing you again was like being able to feel something, being able to breathe again but... 04:13am Fitz: I'm lying to you and Its killing me.
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â you know i love and care about you, right? â â ... i guess i'm just scared of losing you. â â i don't like most people, but you're an exception. â â you're not alone. you'll never be alone. not as long as i'm here. â â by your side is where i'm meant to be. â â not one person is more important to me than you. â â i don't know what it is about you, but, you just ... you're the only one who can make me feel like this. â â you're amazing, you know that? â â who has the greatest (friend/brother/sister/sibling/parent/etc) in the world? me, that's who! â â i'm only managing to stand here on my two feet because of you. i made it because of you. â â i don't know how i'm ever going to be able to repay you. â â i know for a fact that you're special. i can feel it. â â you've actually made me feel like a person again, like i'm ... normal. ... thank you. â â i used to think that everyone else was just evil and cynical, guided by their own self-interest. that is, until i met you. â â you truly are too good for this world. â â i'm always blown away by just how talented you are. â â you deserve so much more than what you were given. â â nobody i've ever met has been more gifted than you. â â if you ever need a place to stay, let me know, okay? â â you always feel really comfortable and safe to be around. â â i think i have a new purpose in my life. to be with you. â â you have a kind heart. i know you don't believe me, and you try to hide it behind a facade, but i know for a fact that you do, deep down. â â i think you're probably the only one who understands me. â â you're safe here with me. nobody's going to harm you ever again. â â i don't deserve someone as amazing as you. â â i was kind to you because you looked like you needed a friend. â â i'm never leaving you. you're stuck with me. â
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Robin had been so blinded by love that he hadn't realised how his ex was treating him. He went along with sugguesitions and abuse that he should have stopped along time ago. He was so blinded he didn't see that his ex wanted all his kind gone. They espeically hated the fae kind and was using Robin to wipe the species clean. But they had an additional hated for half breeds like him. But it was over now, and he was left broken both physically and mentally. He was still so badly injured when he ran away. But he wasn't just running from his ex. He was also running from the fae. They wanted him to return with them and not be kept around humans or any other creature again. It was partly because his magic was at complete war with itself but they also didn't trust him. So Robin ran.
He'd heard the stories before of the man that took in supernaturals and he needed a safe space. So Robin kept on the run till he made it there. He didn't stop expect for small amounts of sleep and the occasional food break. He wanted as much distance between himself, his kind and his ex. By the time he made it, he was a complete wreck. He could barely stand from how exhausted he was. His magic kept going off at random points. His injuries hadn't been probably looked after. He was starving. But the moment he was on the doorstep, he felt safe.
Robin knocked loudly at the door. Eyes widening as he caused some grass to start growing on the door. Flowers and plants surrounded his feet as he stood there. Parts of his glamour was dropping, leaving one wing on display, some of his flower markings and one horn showing. When the door finally opened, he looked at the man hopefully. "I heard you can help supernaturals to have somewhere to stay?"
Ezra knew they were getting a visitor, he had known as soon as the camera further off down the trail that lead up to the ranch showed the small figure stumbling along the wooded area. The wolves could smell them, circling around the large fenced off yard the closer they got. Ezra was grateful for how slowly they were walking as it gave him enough time to put the wolves and boys away securely. The last thing he needed was there to be an attack either from the wolves or the new being or person. Ezra knew better than to trust anyone that came to his door. By the time that the being got to the front door Ezra was ready. As they passed through the open gate he got a better look at them, definitely supernatural and as suspected some sort of Fae. The Fae part put Ezra on edge, as sweet as they looked Fae had caused Ezra endless amounts of trouble. Ezra as not one to turn anyone away from his door, no one came to the ranch because they felt like it, they travelled miles, across states, sometimes countries to get to Ezra, to seek shelter that only existed here. Ezra opened the door and towered above the smaller creature. His eyes looked down at Robin with cold eyes as he got a good look at him. The smell of food wafted in from the kitchen, music played, wolves barked and boys laughed. "That's what I do" he answered, his voice deep and gruff as he brushed back his grey hair with his rough hand. Ezra quietly admired the glimmer of the wing in the spring sun and looked down at the grass growing around them where plants had never been before. "Sit on the porch" he spoke in a breathy tone as he pointed down towards the two inviting rocking chairs that sat overlooking the land. "We can talk" he stepped and closed the door behind him with a duffel bag of medical supplies in his hand. "What's your name?" he asked as he seated himself and opened the bag and started pulling out everything he would need. "I'm Ezra" he told them without prompting. "You wanna tell me what's going on?" he asked, his voice showing concern and care.
The question caught him off guard. It was never about being unable to talk to Ezra, far from it. It was the fear of what talking would do. He was too scared to admit to himself how much it was taking a toll on me, and it was the thought of saying it out loud that terrified him the most. It made it real. But Ezra had been by his side for twenty years, they had faced a lot together. Granted, nothing like this, but still...
"I'm sorry... I felt like I was suffocating and I just needed space. I needed to try to process what happened but every time I close my eyes, I-" Nigel trailed off glancing down at the floor. "Everyone has an expectation of me to just deal with all of this, to not let things get to me. They rely on me and I couldn't do it. I failed at the one thing people wanted from me, Ezra."
"Fuck everyone else" Ezra adjusted in his seat as he frowned and scratched his beard. "If you cant function, if you cant get through the day then... fuck everyone else" he felt angry for Nigel "You wont be able to help a single fucking person if your dead".
He got up and strode towards the door and opened it quickly making the boys on the other side scramble to run away in a fit of laughter and genuine fear of punishment. "You better run" he called out as he slammed the door closed again.
Ezra stood for a moment with his hand on the door handle before turning to his partner. "This isn't a prison, you don't have to stay, if you need space then there's a hell of allot of space out there. If you pull some shit like offing yourself... you know i will summon your soul and place you in wolf turd pile outside for the rest of eternity... you get that?" he pointed his finger into his partners chest as he looked into his eyes. Those who didn't know Ezra would think he was just being aggressive but those who did know him knew that Nigel meant the world to him. Rarely did he let anyone into his life let alone stay with them for 20 years. "Figure out what your doing tonight, I made chilli and the boys are hungry. If your staying we can talk on the porch tonight" he hoped Nigel would stay, he hoped they could work something out where he felt comfortable to stay but he couldn't make him do anything.

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Cont. from @thetroublewithhim || Nigel and Ezra (x)
What could he even say to that? How could he respond to the comment that he knew was entirely true? He knew that he could have handled it better at the time, but in reality, he was barely keeping it together. He had been expected to stay tough, show no fear or concern. There was an expectation of him that he had to put on a facade for the town, but this situation made Nigel realise that he was not capable of that. He was weak, and while he would reassure anyone else that weakness was nothing to be ashamed of, when it came to himself, he couldn't do it.
"I, uh... I've been sleeping in my truck." he admitted, not entirely wanting to be honest, but he knew that after so long, he owed Ezras the truth. "I just couldn't face anyone. I just started driving, don't know where, but I just couldn't be here... That's no excuse." Swallowing against the lump in his throat, he glanced over towards his partner.
"Do you really feel like you cant talk to me?" Ezra could see the man was suffering, maybe he had been blind to it, maybe he didn't want to see his pain. Nigel was good at hiding how he felt and each time he did it would never end well. "I went looking for you, thought maybe you would be camping out on the grounds with your truck but... then I thought... his not coming home" Ezra tilted his head and frowned with a deep sigh. Something between them had been rotting and Ezra knew he had a part to play. "What's going on?"
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Fitz couldnât remember the last time he had this much fun. Steve made the moment magical. It felt like they matched each otherâs energy in so many ways. Often Fitz would be accused of being too over-excited, too hyper boarder-lining out of control making him self-conscious about being too loud, too bright and just too much. Maybe it was the place they had chosen, bright lights, whirling noises and laughter. Steveâs hand on his side and along his hip did not go unnoticed. It was common for them to be affectionate, they shared beds, cuddled and were quite hands-on in general but this felt different. Fitzâs chest fluttered while the skin on his side tingled under his touch.Â
âYou could never be a creep and if you are then your my creepâ he giggled and ruffled Steveâs hair as he kept close to him, their chests pressed up one another. He could kiss him, he knew it. He knew he could lean in and press his lips to Steveâs and he would kiss back but right then wasnât the time. Something was holding him back, self-doubt creeping in. This was so much fun, everything that he had dreamed of being young and free would feel like. What if they did kiss? What if they did get together? If it all went wrong would they fall apart? Would they never speak again? Just the thought made Fitzâs stomach turn over with anxiety but he was thankfully able to brush it away.  Fitz tilted his head back and laughed at Steve saying the drink looked like it would glow in the dark. He wasnât wrong, it made him wonder what they could have put in the drink to make it that colour. âYou know my old Gymnastics trainer would have lost his freaking mind seeing me drink thisâ he chuckled as he went back to drinking it turning his lips and tongue blue. Fitz squeezed Steveâs and right back and moved their position so their fingers were entwined, fully connected. âYou can cling to me all you likeâ Fitz spoke as he looked around at the games seeing what one they could play next. âOh I dunnoâ he chuckled as he watched someone carry a big bear away. âLetâs just get as many as we can and see if we have enoughâ he looked at the tokens in his hand before pulling Steve to a driving game. âCome here, we can both steer, ill sit on your lapâ Fitz grinned as the huge screen behind him showed the virtual race track, the seat was in a booth-like situation. Fitz liked the idea of being so close to Steve, feeling his hands on him as they had fun with the game.Â
Steve happily squeezed Fitzâs hand back as he sipped his drink, innocently swinging their hands back and forth as he just looked to the curly haired sweetheart. In this new light with these new feelings it was sinking in just how lucky he was to actually be able to do this with Fitz. He was just in awe of the other man, his ability to somehow blend a real beauty with a playful innocence was something special that just made Steve fall for him even more.Â
He giggled a little as he was pulled towards a driving game, moving with a little spring in his step to keep up with the other man âOh Iâm sure we will, weâll be here long enough and weâre pretty damn determinedâ he exclaimed with excitement before looking to the seat of the game that Fitz was talking about and tried not to blush at the idea of having Fitz on his lap. âSounds good, just hope my laps not too bony a seat for youâ he joked before finally letting go of Fitzâs hand which he almost instantly disliked doing.
He carefully climbed into the little booth, moving back in it as far as he could so there was enough room for Fitz. It was going to definitely be a bit of a tight fit with the two of them but heâd make it work. He pressed his thighs together and brushed his lap off just to make sure Fitzâs seat was ready âAlright, one seat ready to go⌠just donât blame me if itâs a bit bumpyâ he joked, looking to Fitz and realising that meant heâd have the manâs behind right in his direction and it was hard not to stare a little as Fitz got on his lap. He managed to snap out of it when the man was in place and he could hug him gently from behind, his head resting on Fitzâs shoulder âComfy enough for a nice drive?â he joked, holding the sweet man close and feeling his body fitting just perfectly against Fitzâs.
Fitz was giddy with excitement, he had not felt this happy in such a long time. He was sure nothing could bring him down in this moment. He laughed as he watched Steve climb into the game and sit down and then followed him to sit on his lap. It was tight squeeze but it was cosy. The feeling of Steeves arms around him felt amazing and only made his heart pump faster. "We should go to a theme part, we should go to Disney" he gasped as he turned to see Steve's reaction suddenly faced with each other in the tight space. Fitz's cheeks turned bright red, he didn't know why it was so hard for him to take the step to kiss Steve. It was obvious that they liked each other, maybe even loved each other but the idea of losing Steve as a friend if it all went wrong was enough to rip his heart out. "Let me know if I'm squashing you" Fitz let him know as he took hold of the controls and fed the coins into the game to begin. "Its a wonderful night for a drive" Fitz laughed as he leaned back and pecked Steve on the cheek before beginning the game. The game started up rocking the seat from side to side as Fitz controlled the wheel on the simulator. Fitz let out a playful scream as they lunged to the left and then the right almost making Fitz lose his balance. It was safe to say were not going to be getting a top score but at least they got a good laugh for their money.
Open: m 45+ Connection: ex-partner, they separated when Nigel went off the rails following the massacre but there's still feelings and it's difficultTM (happy to plot out their history) Muse: Nigel Stones. 49-55. Bank security, former sheriff.
"Do you really have to look at me like that? I know I stuffed up, but you giving me that... that look of pity just makes me feel so much worse..."
"Oh you more than stuffed up" Ezra continued to stare. He was pissed at him, pissed that he broke down, pissed he upped and left for nearly a month, pissed that he thought he could just walk back into the ranch like nothing happened. "You look like shit" he muttered as he sat stewing in his feelings. Ezra was pleased to see him, even if he wasn't ready to show it or give him the satisfaction of knowing that Ezra missed him. It was a rare moment that they were left alone. The ranch was packed with boys who desperately needed their help. Normally at least one of them needed something but they knew it was wise to stay out of the way. "You gonna tell me where you been? Where you been sleeping?" he narrowed his eyes at Nigel. Over the past 20 years of their relationship this was their biggest fight. If they were going to stay together Ezra wanted to make one thing clear, you don't just up and leave when things get tough.

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Going forward on all my writing accounts @icancorruptyou @beautifulxboy @notyouraveragedickgrayson @prodigalsonmalcolm @thetroublewithhim I am coming back to writing daily but there will be a big change. I will be selective and slow at replies and will be replying to threads based on how much muse I have for them. Its really become apparent that with the discovery of my chronic illness (stage 4 Endometriosis) that I need to reshape my entire life. That also means conserving my energy or the things I love to do such as writing, art and reading. I want to make a life for myself where I am not constantly burnt out for living in dread at the thought of disappointing other people. Its not personal. If I had the energy and concentration I would love to write endlessly and reply super quickly to everyone. I hope you understand. - Mun Mandy
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