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[Everett Vaughan] ([personal profile] rollfordiplomacy) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2019-10-03 04:44 pm

Octeuril Catch all [Open!]

Who: Everett and anybody!
When: Throughout Octeuril
Where: Aefenglom
What: Gardening, Kittens, Quests- many OTA prompts inside!
Warnings: NSFW in some threads, will mark individually as needed.


[All prompts in header are OTA! Closed prompts will be below and marked accordingly. New and established CR both welcome, plotted or not! Will match format, if prose is preferred over brackets!]

Rainy Days, Here to Stay
A. Gardening for fun and competition

[Everett's cottage was a welcome sight, coming back from Dorchacht. He hasn't been a mirrorbound for long and yet, it felt enough like a home to him. His garden had been well taken care of in his absence, but after gaining so much more experience with his magic in Dorchacht, he was ready to really expand. He could let his neighbors have the more beautiful garden, after all!

He'll be happily recruiting any who wish to help him, offering them garden boxes of herbs and tea plants to take home with them in repayment. His tobacco plants he's protective of, but the lilies are off limits!

If gardening isn't in one's skill or knowledge set, that's just fine, Everett seems to be new to it himself, mostly relying on his magic to grow and maintain his garden. All the same, he didn't want to keep draining himself, so there is a stack of literature bought and borrowed on the subject. He's happy for others to take a look, or to write out instructions transcribed, for home care of gifted plants!

They just need to be mindful none of those books get wet. Everett enjoys working out in the rain, but it's difficult to not trek in the water and muck straight into his tidy cottage...]


B. Shelter from the downpour (aka The Kitten Giveaway)
[Throughout the month, Everett will be out and about his yard. He's landscaping the front portion with verdant rose bushes and hibiscus and ivy to crawl up the front porch of his cottage. Soon enough, it's overtaken with more green and blossoming flowers than it is wooden structure. HIs front gate is always left wide open and welcoming.

On this day, it's really pouring. He spies someone stuck out in it, waving to them from under his porch. There's a basket in his arm and he's stuffing it full of... kittens? Seems a family of strays was taking shelter and he felt a need to help. The neighbors keep feeding the local cats, but this was the first Everett saw of little ones. They should really be brought in.

As should the poor person out in the rain! Everett waves them in, warmly greeting even a perfect stranger. He's always happy to make friends.]


This way! My cottage is warm, do take shelter. It really is coming down today!

A Questing We Shall Go
A. Garden Troubles
[Everett loves him some fresh preserves! He's also just a very helpful man, aiding the old woman with her troubles would be on his to-do even without reward. He's happy to see someone else willing to indulge her. He's glad others are so kind!

He does not expect the issue to be puppies of all things. The same from the dream, even! Same kind of creature, at least. Everett was already very fond of the petal wolves, so he's careful not to harm any while shooing the majority away. One remains and it's a particularly pesky one, he's in need of the other helper to chase the pup into his arms. He catches the dog around the midsection and swings the creature up in his arms, looking it over appraisingly]


Caught you, little one! This is no place for you.... [it whimpers at him and. Oh. Huh.

He could understand just what it meant! How curious that is.]


B. Habitat for Refugees
[While he's more than happy to be out of Dorchacht, Everett is not content to leave the refugees without assistance. They're in real need of support and mentorship, autonomy is a frightening prospect! Everett does not want them slipping back into familiar habits or finding new, worse ones. Aefenglom may be a better place, but it's not perfect and these monsters could easily be taken advantage of if they're not well looked after. Everett is assisting on two, main fronts.

Firstly, thrifting! He's happy to gather some money up of his own and kind donation of other volunteers, using every coin of it wisely. With so many yard sales around the city, it's easy to get practical goods and furniture at a bargain. The housing for the refugees should be well stocked with living essentials in now time! Of course, assistance hunting down good deals and even just moving so much furniture would be very helpful to him.

Second, he's doing much the same as he did in Dorchacht, brightening up the neighborhood with plant life! His focus is on planting herbs, tea plants, and fruiting trees. Plants the refugees can easily tend to themselves and harvest for the local market or keep for themselves. Everett's eye is steadfastly on providing the practical!]
faithlikeaseed: (terrordeer - eye)

[personal profile] faithlikeaseed 2019-11-01 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
[A small part of Myr's mind that's been reduced to near-idiocy by exhaustion and fear and despair observes that Everett is very soft and nice to touch like this. Very nice to touch. Worth touching more, in fact, and so Myr lays his head against Everett--in his lap, even, if he can--the instant his Bonded's settled.

He loves this ratman.
]

You really think me beautiful like this. [Not a question, nor disbelieving; insomuch one can hear wonder in Myr's distorted voice, it's there.]

Can eat, a little, but it feels strange. Think some of my insides aren't...anymore. [Strange, strange feeling to think he'd been partially gutted, but it didn't hurt.] Would rather just company.

[And a chance to stare at his very handsome Bonded, even if the images he's getting don't always make sense--kaleidoscopic, through multiple eyes.] Have you been well? Safe?

[He'd kick himself if Everett hadn't been, with him off hiding in the forest...]
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[personal profile] faithlikeaseed 2019-11-24 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Having heard Everett express it that way, having felt the truth of the words through the Bond, changes something in Myr's distorted image of himself--rectifies it, heals a little of what he'd lost along with his eyes. No matter how you appear.

He'd have said the same to anyone he cared about himself; why should he be the exception in anyone else's regard? (Because he had been, once. But perhaps--painful to confess as it was--that said more about them than it did about him.)

He nuzzles his face against Everett's, suddenly and overwhelmingly and openly grateful to have the older man with him, to be here and safe in this moment.
]

I'm sorry to have worried you. All's well, now, with you here. [The chaos in the city is another thing he could let be a source of guilt--but he had helped how he could, and retreated when he needed to, and now... And now he simply needs the presence of his Bonded as Everett needs him.

The suggestion they Bond immediately after it's over gets a noise of grateful affirmation out of him. And,
] Imagine us showing up like this in the Coven for the ceremony.

[It would be a disaster. And he can--they both can--wait until they're back in their proper shapes (if that ever happens) to renew their Bond.

But imagine for a moment.
]