sticksandbones | [OPEN] gardening & sewing log for your domestic cottagecore needs

Who: Ain & You
What: Gardening + new tailor shop log
When: A day or two after everyone gets back from the Grove... people might be dying in the log under this we'll deal with it
Where: The Grove
Warnings: None, this is a peaceful and happy log-

I. - The Tailor Shop Prompt

[The Grove has a new shop when everyone returns from the beach. It's little, the outside sign woven with wooden motifs of leaves and carved text reading "NEEDLE & THREAD", and the windows having displays of mannequins in them, one of which has only fabric draped around its neck and the other which Ain is using to sew a dress. He's also wearing his own as he does this, ten different bobby pins in his hair to keep his bangs out of the way while he works.

Although he looks busy, shuffling about to get the display set up, he'll cheerfully greet people who come in and ask if they want anything done. He doesn't have anything premade yet because this place just opened, but he's happy to take requests — or sew something up, if you need it.]

II. - The Gardening Prompt

[After the tailor shop is fully set up, Ain can be seen walking around in short overalls with a ton of gardening supplies. Flower pots, seed packets, a toolbelt filled with gardening tools he got from Heimr... he has thirty-six packages of seeds, three each of any one type of plant, and he looks overjoyed digging in soil. He has become a Dirt Boy. Which is to say he has somehow gotten swipes of dirt on his face. If you want to help, or just stare at him, you can find Ain either:

a) futzing with flower pots and hanging planters that he's trying to get hung up on the awning of the tailor shop and on the other buildings, once things get planted; and he specifically tells you that the cacti need to be planted in large pots because they grow out too, not just up, and can you help him reach this and that or move this big heavy cactus flower pot over there?

b) digging holes into the actual ground, but not near the sunflowers so he doesn't harm them by accident, around the various buildings. Here is where he's planting lilies and frangipani and a bunch of other flowers, watering the spots the seeds are buried where they immediately spring to life thanks to him asking Moder to make them grow faster earlier. The Guardian herself is lingering in the distance supervising like a mom at the park.

c) Of course, if you didn't want to help with the process of planting things, you can find Ain a few hours later making flower crowns from the lantanas and lilies.]

[[ooc: if it's helpful to anyone wanting to garden, this is the full list of plants bought: cactus, aloe vera, lilies, frangipani, wisterias, fuchsias, begonias, hydrangeas, poppies, lantanas, calendulas, & gardenias. have fun planting plants :) ]]

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We're protective! [He just assumes Ezell can sense him sorry—] And we're very good at knowing how to honour people we love.

[And now Ain is thinking: well not every angel I'm like the premium example of angels, but still!! He does not say this.]

[ Ezell blinks a few times rapidly, startled, confused, then... a realization, as he keeps staring. He's processing a little bit of everything. "We" and this boy and suddenly Ezell reaches up to touch his own shoulder for a moment, then: ] ...Ain?

[ Where did he get hair dye- ]

...yeah? Why do you know my name?

[Hair dye and colour contacts apparently because this bitch doesn't have goat eyes. Or a tail (right now).]

...oooh. I don't sense any El Energy from you, but your wings are sort of like mine. Ugh, you're cute, but don't tell me you're from Elrios and you're my sibling or something like that.

[ Oh? Oh no??? That's such a silly response, Ezell can't help but laugh. So, perhaps not the same Ain, especially if he doesn't remember Ezell. But still Ain, right? That's why he responded. It makes sense why he's so "we" and "us" about being an angel.

Ezell reaches a hand out to gently comb through the side of Ain's hair, much like he'd done for the black-haired, feral Ain he'd met before to calm him down. ]

You're alright. I'm not form Elrios, I'm from a place called Terra. I'd just met you before, that's all.

[Ain immediately starts teeheeing and nuzzling into Ezell's hand, sorry, you opened this can of worms and now he will Never leave you alone.]

Haha... I don't think we've met, since I remember meeting cute boys in flower patches normally, but I'll take your word for it since you knew my name.

[If Ezell tries to pull his hand back, Ain grabs it and puts it back. Keep going he'll be done by next tag he swears.]

Mmh... I'm not sure if it were you, entirely, admittedly. The Ain I had met bit me within our first conversation. Come to think of it, he had Caprinae-like eyes, too.

[ Don't worry, he'll continue to card his hand through Ain's hair if he likes it. Ezell's the sort to do this or rub someone's back until they fall asleep. It's the dad energy- ]

"Cute," again, though? When you're here to brighten this field with your smile? I'm not sure I could ever compete.

[...]

That's the bitch that bit people!! [What the fuck! Where is he—] People — well, no, Mr. Jellyfish said I bite! I don't bite that hard! I only bite gently and only if I really really like you.

[Okay. Anyway, Ezell goes on and Ain's cheeks get red, and now he sits there stupidly with his face in Ezell's hand like :D???]

Oh... haha, wow, I think we can share that title, can't we?

Pff-- [ Oh, no, this guy's so cute? Cuter than the other Ain, anyway. Not that Ezell is the sort of person to think that. He'd been fond of the other Ain, too, even if extremely worried about him. He hopes he's okay, wherever he is. He's a little upset he hadn't just stayed with Ezell... then at least he'd know if he were alright.

Even if this isn't the same Ain, he still holds that bit of fondness, though. ] I'll keep that in mind~. And of course I won't deny you calling me "cute", but I think it's a little unfair when we're compared to one another. [ His thumb brushes over Ain's cheek. ]

[Careful with that Ezell, he'll never leave you alone if you keep this up—

Ain will keep nuzzling until Ezell removes his hand. Is he touch starved? Perhaps so. He's used to being with a group of fifteen after all. Little touches keep him going. ...especially if they're from cute blondes haha—]

Aww, comparisons are how people do things, though? Haha. You're very pretty though, Mister. [All the boys in this place are sooo cute what the fuck. Join the El Search Party so he can look at u forever pls.] Your wings are so cute, too!

[ Bold of you to assume that’s a problem?? ]

Sometimes. Not always. [ He’s willing to give the touch for as long as Ain wants it. It’s a nice distraction from thinking about how Cecelia might be dead. He’d calmed down quite a bit, actually, and had since convinced himself that things are okay, actually. ]

—Oh? Uh… mine aren’t exactly the best example of wings… Sankta wings are usually more intricate than mine.

Is "Sankta" your word for angels? Haha, but I still like yours either way. They have the gold and the black! They might be small, but they're still pretty.

[Luckily he knows better than to touch a man's wings but he super would do this if he had the option.]

...ah, yeah. Sorry. "Sankta" and "angel" are used interchangeably back home. I'm glad you like them. It's less that they're truly black though and more that... [ He shifts his wings a bit to less face the ground and more up, where now they shine with the sun's light, with new tinges of blue from the sky. ] they're just reflective.

Ooh! They're so pretty!!

[He is breaking the grip to run around and look at them from the back and observe how the light glints off of them, giddy and appreciative. And then, when he's satisfied, he dashes back around to Ezell's front and asks:]

Where's your tail, though?

.......Tail? I don't... have a tail? I mean... Sankta usually only get tails if they... "fall".

Huh? You don't? I have one — oh, wait, you can't see it. But it's part of my wings. Angels where I'm from are just balls of light, but I have a corporeal form so that I can act and fulfil tasks. That's where the wings come in, when I'm actually in a more angelic form, anyway.

[Ain is in various states of human <-> angel at any one moment. Usually not a lightball.]

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