#Ezra Lyon

[renthefox]

The mage dressed up as wizard, the vampire dressed up as vampire and the witch as witch...

#originalHalloweencostume

[potatoesenpaii]

Hot take //

Ezra Lyon

and

Asra Alzanar

are the same person but in two different universe.

Same energy, same shop ????, both GORGEOUS baby bois, absolutely in love with you, gay husband (sadly only one you can romance both at the same time in game).

No you will not change my mind

[missrosiesworld]

Lunar Festival with Ezra

As he had predicted, Finn informed me that I might discover Ezra engrossed in buying heavily discounted goods. So, I made my way toward a section of the marketplace where vendors sold herbs, spices, and other items that could prove useful to a local witch. A shock of white hair caught my attention, and when I called out his name, Ezra turned around to face me. "Oh, Maia!" he exclaimed, looking surprised before flashing a smile. "I didn't expect to see you standing there." He placed a neatly wrapped package of Skeletal Touch-Me-Nots into the pouch on his belt. The petals of the flowers were wilted and twisted into the shape of a sinister, grinning skull.

I raised an eyebrow curiously and asked him, "What do you plan on using those for?" He responded with a playful eye roll and motioned for me to follow him as he strolled towards the next stall. "I don't buy these for the insidious reason you're thinking. They're for medicinal purposes, not hallucinogenic ones."

I playfully roll my eyes and give him a light nudge on the arm while smiling, "I wasn't about to pass judgment." He chuckles and shakes his head. "I know you weren't. I just wanted to clarify that I'm not up to anything nefarious." We continue to meander from one vendor to another, and Ezra seems pleased to have my company.

I relish observing him as he eagerly explores the unique merchandise, admiring his enthusiasm and how skillfully he interacts with the diverse vendors. He haggles with a particularly obstinate herbalist over the price of her angelica root, and despite walking away with a scowl, his expression lightens up when he spots me. He winks at me, his eyes sparkling, and jokes, "They always fall for that one."

Returning his smile, I respond, "You seem to have quite the knack for this." He nonchalantly shrugs, but it's apparent that he's proud of his bargaining skills. "Running a business by yourself is difficult. You have to be smart," he pauses for a moment, before adding, "That reminds me, I need to pick out a new spell book. I filled up the last one." He looks down at me with a grin, then motions in the direction he wants to go. "Care to help me? There's a great craft stall that Finn showed me a while back." I nod in agreement, responding, "Of course. Lead the way."

We make our way through the bustling market, weaving past vendors selling everything from exotic spices to intricate tapestries. The colorful canopies overhead provide a warm shelter from the chilly night breeze that sweeps through the market. As we approach the corner of the market where the craft stall is located, Ezra points out various stalls along the way, detailing his past interactions with the vendors and recommending some of his favorite goods.

The warm glow of candlelight casts flickering shadows around us as we find the craft stall. The night air is thick with the sweet scent of incense, and the sound of distant music drifts through the market. Ezra's eyes light up as he spots a forest green, leather-bound book, its thick parchment pages almost begging to be filled with secrets and spells. He eagerly passes over his coins to the vendor, his fingers tracing the intricate designs on the cover. "I go through these quickly. I tend to be a bit of a scribbler," he explains with a grin as he flips through the pages.

I let out a soft chuckle and give Ezra a friendly pat on the back. "Well, this looks like the perfect book for you. Let's see what wonders you can create with it," I say before posing a question. "Do you use them purely for spells?" His fingers pause in tracing the pages, and after a moment's reflection, he shakes his head. "As I specialize in healing, I like to get lost in a good medical journal every now and again. It might not be conventional to study such things, but I find it helps me really understand what kind of healing spells I need to develop." With a slight tilt of my head, I gaze up into his bright green eyes with genuine curiosity. "What made you choose healing as your specialty?"

A sad look crosses his face as he gazes down at the book in his hand. "My Dad was killed when I was quite young. My magic had manifested, but I was completely helpless. From that day on, I promised myself that if anyone I loved was ever in danger, that I'd be able to help them. I haven't broken that promise just yet, and hopefully, I never will."

His voice is filled with determination, and I can sense the weight of his past on his shoulders. I place a comforting hand on his arm and offer my condolences, "I'm so sorry for your loss." He smiles bravely, and I'm struck by his resilience. After tucking the book safely away in his pouch, he grasps my hand and gives it a grateful squeeze. "Thank you."

He takes a deep breath, his eyes briefly flickering to where our hands meet before he continues, "I beat myself up over it for a long time, but I turned my pain into something that can help others. It's what my father would have wanted. I do it for him." I squeeze his arm as I give him a warm smile, "You're amazing, Ezra. I admire you."

"That means a lot coming from someone like you. You're so brave to do what you do." Despite the sadness that lingers in his eyes, I can see the determination and passion burning within him, and it only makes me admire him more.

My smile widens as he leans into my touch, and I can feel my heart swell with fondness. Despite the freezing cold, he radiates warmth. "Looks like we're both doing our part to save the world then." He chuckles, a closed-eyed smile on his face. "Yes, we are," he agrees, his eyes opening to meet mine with kindness and softness. "But really, thank you. I'm so lucky to be surrounded by such wonderful people."

Giving him one last caring squeeze, I reluctantly remove my hand. Ezra drops his gaze, his lashes kissing the tops of his freckled cheeks. He shivers, rubbing his hands together. "It's freezing. How about we go get a hot drink and you can tell me about that headache of yours?" he suggests, looking up at me with concern etched on his face.

Excitedly, I nod in agreement with Ezra's suggestion, feeling the chill of the cold air on my skin. "Sounds perfect," I reply, rubbing my hands together for warmth. We make our way to a cozy stall and order two steaming cups of hot chocolate, inhaling the sweet aroma as we wait. Once our drinks arrive, we take a seat on a pile of plush, mismatched cushions that the vendor had thoughtfully arranged. The hot chocolate is topped with a generous helping of whipped cream and marshmallows, making it the perfect treat for the chilly day. Comfortably seated, we sit in contented silence for a while, watching the passersby and chuckling at the sight of Piper chasing after a speedy Alkar.

Ezra takes a sip of his hot chocolate, shaking his head as he contemplates the chaos that Alkar might be causing. "I dread to think what he's getting up to." Holding his drink in his lap, Ezra turns his attention to me with concern etched on his face "How have you been feeling since...you know?" he asks, his worry evident in his gaze. I toy with the rim of my cup, shrugging. "I'm okay, apart from the fact that I slept all day and missed a meeting with Harry." I admit, grimacing at the memory of my displeased enforcer. “I think August wants me dead."

Ezra chuckles, playfully nudging his shoulder against mine. "I'm sure they don't. You'd certainly know about it if they did. Trust me." We both laugh, but I don't doubt that he's telling the truth. We finish our drinks, missing their warmth the second our cups are discarded. Ezra suggests finding something to do that might warm us up, so we follow the sound of music emanating from a nearby area of the market. I spot an unmistakable figure as we draw nearer, and I see Ezra visibly deflate as August turns and spots us. Their eye roll isn't subtle, but I try to put Ezra at ease by placing my hand on his back and giving him a reassuring smile. He takes a deep breath and returns the smile, his shoulders relaxing a bit.

August clings to their glass of mulled wine like a lifeline, sighing heavily as we approach. "Ezra, Maia. I trust you're both enjoying the festival?" Ezra clears his throat, looking up at those ice-blue eyes. “Yes, we are. How about you? That wine looks delicious.” They tilt their cup, studying the dark red liquid, a stick of cinnamon adding to its charm. “Yes, well, wouldn’t be the Lunar Festival without copious amounts of alcohol to pass the time, would it?” Ezra puts on a polite smile, but I can sense his discomfort as his back tenses beneath my hand.

“It’s been nice seeing you. We’d better get going,” Ezra says, looking at me for support. I give him an understanding smile, patting his back before placing my hand back at my side. I turn towards August and nod politely, "It was good to see you. We have to be on our way now." August nods in acknowledgement, "Well, enjoy yourselves, wherever you're headed. Farwell." We walk away in silence, and I can sense that Ezra is feeling a bit deflated after our brief encounter with the Enforcer General.

The new section of the market is noticeably more vibrant, bustling with a larger crowd than any other area. Ezra tilts his head, motioning for me to accompany him to a quieter spot. "You alright?" I inquire as we move away from the throng. Ezra lets out a soft sigh, his face contorted with sorrow as he gazes at me. “Sorry. I’m fine, I just… I find it hard seeing Gus.” He heaves a heavy sigh, casting his eyes downward. “They make it hard.”

Leaning forward, I meet Ezra's gaze and offer him a gentle smile. "If something is bothering you, you know you can talk to me about it, right?" He lets out a deep sigh, fidgeting with the hem of his coat and avoiding eye contact. “I wouldn’t know where to begin. I’ve known Gus since I was very young, and our friendship was never easy.” I nod in understanding. “They seem complicated.” Ezra nods once, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. “They didn’t have much of a support system when they were growing up, and I think… well, I think they envied me. It sounds so silly saying it out loud.”

My eyes soften as I speak in a gentle tone, “Have you ever spoken to them about it?” He shakes his head slowly, “I’m sure they’ll come to me when they’re ready. Giving them space is important, that much I know.” I hum in agreement and offer, “If you ever need help or just a friendly ear, I’m here.” He looks at me with gratitude, his eyes shining. “I appreciate. Gus is a good person, though. One of the best. Don’t let our issues put you off them.” He clears his throat, bright eyes darting around the market.

"Anyway," he begins, smiling at me with a twinkle in his eye, "I heard a little rumor that there might be a band playing somewhere around here." Scanning the surroundings, his gaze settles behind me, and he inhales sharply before pointing, "Oh! Here, look..." I turn around, and sure enough, a band is setting up near the trinket stands. The music starts, and a crowd of people eagerly gathers around them, swaying and dancing to the beat.

Ezra steps closer, extending his hand with a cheeky wink. “May I have this dance, fair Hunter?” I smile and step forward, raising my hand. “I would be delighted, kind Witch.” As we move closer, Ezra takes my hand and gently places his other hand upon my waist. A faint blush appears on his face as he looks into my eyes and asks, “Are you ready?” The warmth of his hand against my skin sends a shiver down my spine, and I can feel the heat of his body as he pulls me close.

Our hands intertwined, I feel the warmth of his grip as I place my other hand on his shoulder. I get lost in the glow of his green eyes as I breathlessly respond, “I’m ready.” A stunning smile spreads across his face, and he laughs, giving my hand a gentle squeeze. “Keep up,” he says, playfully challenging me as the music begins to swell around us.

Our bodies move in perfect sync with the cheerful and fast-paced music. As we spin and step to the beat, Ezra's laughter fills me with a sense of magic. Despite my best efforts, I find myself starting one too many times, completely entranced by the depth of his emerald eyes. Our bodies pressed closely together, I feel lost in the moment, almost forgetting where I am and who I am. As the song reaches its end, Ezra finishes the dance with a dramatic flourish, impressively dipping me back.

As he holds me tighter, laughter escaping from his lips as he flings me backward. Pulling me upright. I try to regain my composure, missing the feeling of his arms around me. He grins widely, his voice full of excitement, "That was amazing!" The sound of applause breaks me from my daze, and I realize that we had gathered quite an audience. But at that moment, all I can focus on is Ezra. He smiles at me, his cheeks tinted pink as his eyes soften, "You're quite the dancer. I'm impressed."

In the distance, the loud boom of the fireworks echoes through the night, and Ezra grabs my wrist, his eyes alight with excitement. “Quickly, we’ll miss them,” he says, tugging me along. We weave through the crowds, dodging people left and right until we reach the docks. We skid to a stop at the edge of the crowd, both of us breathless and laughing, our cheeks flushed with exhilaration.

Ezra’s grip on my wrist is firm and steady, and I can’t help but feel a rush of warmth spread through me at his touch. We both look up at the sky, the colors of the fireworks painting dazzling patterns against the backdrop of the twinkling stars. It’s a sight to behold, but I find myself wanting to take in another sight - the look on Ezra’s face as he watches the display, the joy and wonder etched into every line and curve.

Bathed in the shifting light, he looks like a work of art, his smile wide and far brighter than any firework. My heart swells with warmth as I take in the sight before me. “Thank you for tonight, Ezra,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. He turns to face me, his eyes wide with surprise. Slowly, he takes my hand, his fingertips feather-light against my palm. “I enjoyed myself tonight. With you,” he says softly as the last of the fireworks fade away. The crowd cheers, but it's like we're in our own little world. I find myself leaning closer to him, my body moving almost unconsciously. He smiles softly, and I can feel the heat radiating from his body.

Then…

A terrible and blood-curdling scream rings out somewhere in the distance.

~ I'm a sucker for Ezra from When The Night Comes by Lunaris Games <3

[themostfinalofpams]

Back to recording some let’s plays! Considering playing Disco Elysium next and I’d like to get back to Dragon Age: Origins here soon; I really miss my little adventuring party

[beardyplaysgames]

Just Ezra from When the Night Comes

[dragonhybrid456]

When The Night Comes Stories

Oneshots:

August x male!reader _

Headcannons:

None yet

[sunshinies]

hihi would you be able to do names and pronouns for a Jing Yuan (honkai star rail) fictive and maybe a Luocha (also honkai star rail) fictive too? if its too much thats okay,, you can just ignore ty <3 /p

Of course !

🐅 Jing Yuan name suggestions:

Ezra , Apollo , Othello , Isaiah , Zen , Cassius , Moses , Valentino , Roman , Gray , Lance , Lark , Conan , Heath , Lupin , Cedar , Marshall , Caspian , Lowell , Cairo , Lyon , Leigh , Eason , Ivan , Orion , Phoenix , Aldrin , Leo , Jericho

🗡️Jing Yuan pronoun suggestions:

slash/slashes/slashself , slice/slices/sliceself , zzz/zzzs/zzzself , strength/strengths/strengthself , spear/spears/spearself , zap/zaps/zapself , wise/wises/wiseself , wis/wis/wisdomself , cloud/cloud/cloudself , sky/skys/skyself , sword/swords/swordself , snow/snows/snowself , leo/leos/leoself

🌾 Luocha name suggestions:

Elio , Cary , Salem , Cullen , Jack , Alaric , Dexter , Emmett , Fester , Lon , Basil , Lucius , Cullen , Rune , Laurent , Lachlan , Cain , Alistair , Hemlock , Allan , Dyer , Blair , Poe , Ambrose , Onyx , Melancholy , Luther

⚰️ Luocha pronoun suggestions:

heal/heals/healself , medi/medis/mediself , wander/wanders/wanderself , myst/mysts/mystself , cor/cors/corpseself , mort/morts/mortuself , death/deaths/deathself , eter/eters/eternalself , pure/pures/pureself , mourn/mourns/mournself , dark/darks/darkself , shun/shuns/shunself

[scotianostra]

Mark Alexander Boyd was born on 13th January 1563 in Penkill, Ayrshire.

Born Mark Boyd, the Alexander was his own grandiose addition, was the great-grandson of Robert Boyd, Grand Chamberlain of Scotland. He was educated at Glasgow College under the care of his uncle James Boyd, the Archbishop of Glasgow, his father having died when he was a child. He appears to have been a recalcitrant student with a hot-headed nature and it is said he was advised to move abroad to pursue a career as a soldier of fortune. In any event, he went to France at the age of 18 to study Law in Paris under a Latin tutor and later studied Law in Orleans, then Bourges. Having to quit Bourges because of an outbreak of the plague, he moved to Lyons and then Italy

On his return to France he joined the army of Henry III, fighting on the Catholic side during the French Wars of Religion in spite of being a Protestant himself. After being wounded in the foot he resumed his Law studies in Toulouse but was imprisoned on suspicion of being a spy. However, he escaped to Bordeaux with the help of friends, later spending time in La Rochelle, Spain, and The Netherlands.

In conjunction with this extraordinary itinerant life, this colourful, eccentric character wrote poetry mostly in Latin and Greek and had two collections of Latin poems published in 1590 and 1592. He returned to Scotland in 1595 where he unsuccessfully sought the patronage of James VI with a flattering poem. He died of fever in Ayrshire in 1601. His only known poem written in Scots, the Sonnet of Venus and Cupid, also known as “Fra banc to banc” was rediscovered and published in 1900 by Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch in his Oxford Book of English Verse and championed by Ezra Pound.

The first pic is a 17th century engraving of Boyd, the second is a Scottish twenty pound note, with a wee excerpt of the below poem, so the vast majority of my fellow Scots may not have heard of Boyd, but you have been walking around with a connection to him for years.

Fra banc to banc, fra wod to wod, I rin

Ourhailit with my feble fantasie,

Lyk til a leif that fallis from a trie

Or til a reid ourblawin with the wind.

Twa gods gyds me: the ane of tham is blind,

Ye, and a bairn brocht up in vanitie;

The nixt a wyf ingenrit of the se,

And lichter nor a dauphin with hir fin.

Unhappie is the man for evirmair

That teils the sand and sawis in the aire;

Bot twyse unhappier is he, I lairn,

That feidis in his hairt a mad desyre,

And follows on a woman throw the fyre,

Led be a blind and teichit be a bairn.

[weepingwitchkingdom]

background characters

I am writing a Wilderlore social media fic, and I am uncreative so I need help with the usernames of the characters.

@Rylie Garner

@Sparrow Wade

@Tory Martin

@Lynn Giffard

@Hunter Fletcher

@Tracy Huddleson

@Salem Macey

@Milo Swanson

@Zuriel Bradford

@Bryan lyde

@Graham Dyer

@Ezar Aston

@Mike Bryce

@Ezra Wells

@Saturn Travers

@Alyssa Osborne

@Haley Osborne

@Lindy Winfield

@Lavender Harlan

@Jamie Lyon

@Camilla Warren

@Ina Burke

[renthefox]

The poly routes in When the Night Comes are precious. The game itself isn't anything extraordinary but these two saucy and sweet flavoured routes are a beautiful escape from reality. A very drooling-inducing one, too!

[3nders]

Info

You may call me Crow, Beast, or any kin names.

I am 25, and go by he/they/it pronouns.

This is a side blog for all things regarding my kins. The way to describe my beliefs is this; I belive fully in past lives, reincarnation, alternate universes and the such.

Basic DNI is just don’t follow if homophobic, transphobic, acephobic, or will attack someone for having a ‘problematic’ source.

I am open to talking and bouncing memories off of one another if we share a source, but please don’t talk to me in an attempt to ‘kindate’

I will set my list of kins below a readmore. I have multiple, but there are very few that I settle into shifts of frequently.

I follow from my main blog; @ashanbones

ID:

michael distortion - tma

eddie munson - stranger things

will graham - hannibal

ashton greymoore - critical role

Secondary:

ronan lynch - the raven cycle

lawrence oleander - btd2

enderman - minecraft

zacharie - OFF

ghost - hollow knight

grimm - hollow knight

drifter - hyper light drifter

ezra lyon - when the night comes

caleb widogast - critical role

mollymauk tealeaf - critical role

Tertiary:

wes - don’t starve

gamzee makara - homestuck

grimmjow jaegerjaquez - bleach

julian devorak - the arcana

mick mercury - the penumbra podcast

peter nureyev - the penumbra podcast

caduceus clay - critical role

vax’ildan - critical role

[zhongster]

Gray fullbuster headcanons? ;3

Icy Sasuke my love

Also sorry for the wait haha :)

THIS IS KINK CONTENT, DON’T READ IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT

First and foremost, he’s constantly getting into burping contests with Natsu

CONSTANTLY

Like if one of them burps because they just had to burp the other will always retaliate and try to burp louder

These contests usually end in some sort of draw because while Natsu has volume Gray has length

He lets out the super loooooong lengthy belches

He doesn’t really get embarrassed by them either

Honestly he probably doesn’t really acknowledge them unless he’s either challenging or being challenged by Natsu

If he has to burp he’ll thump his (usually bare) chest a few times until the burp comes out

His only response afterwards is to smack his chest again to either clear his throat or force up a smaller after-burp

Sometimes if it’s a bigger one he’ll respond with a soft “oof”

He doesn’t usually excuse himself because he doesn’t really see a need to

He definitely knows how because while Ur is probably the person who taught Gray how to burp she also taught him that some situations call for him to excuse himself

He definitely used to get into contests with Lyon when they were little

Nowadays Gray only really excuses himself when he’s around Master Makarov or other elders that he wants to be respectful towards

He has a tendency to rip suuuuuper long belches outta nowhere when he’s traveling for a job with the group (Natsu, Lucy, Happy, Ezra, Wendy, Carla)

He definitely does that when they’re riding the train to their destination

He burps and then continues staring out the window as if nothing happened

This is usually met with a “Gross Gray!” From Lucy and a challenge from Natsu

Sometimes if it was a really big one and Lucy throws enough of a fit he’ll turn to her and go “…oh… sorry”

I do think he can burp on command

As I mentioned earlier in this post, I think Ur taught him and Lyon when they were kids

He probably doesn’t really use the ability often though

Only when he’s found himself in a contest with Natsu

Otherwise he only ever burps when he feels like he needs to

[parkerbombshell]

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hi taylor! <33 if you’re still taking asks for the fanfic questions i am dropping 🥭 and 🍌 !

this is what i get for live blogging the mandalorian then faffing off tumblr like i didn't specifically requests asks 🙄

🥭 Rank from most enjoyable/fun to write to least: Fluff, Smut, Angst, Crack.

Angst

Smut

Crack

Fluff

(this incidentally is also how most of my fics are structured lmao)

🍌 In your opinion, what’s the funniest joke/reference/pun you’ve made in a fic?

more recently, i'm still proud of Ezra's "rigid godhead"

I think the funniest fic I've ever written is part 1 of Just One More Thing. Shout out to Natasha Lyone for being one of the funniest people alive.

thank you SO Much for asking and i am so sorry it took me this long

i'm feeling fruity while watching The Mandalorian so ask away (9 days ago)

[stephensdesk]

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