#austin maxwell

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“if we won’t lend a hand, who will?”

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Before the queue starts, just wanted to give an update on Lillian! She finally got married to a guy named Austin and they have a little girl named Roxy! ^o^ I’ve moved them to Strawberry Acres too so hopefully we see them a bit more.

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i went all the way back to new eden...for this bastard

shoot me but they’re boyfriends i don’t make the rules

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oh, the storm is raging against us now if you're afraid of falling, then don't look down but we took the step, and we took the leap and we'll take what comes, take what comes

ethan seed x austin maxwell

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“here’s to hope.”

austin maxwell, captain of security

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authan + 44

oh my god i can’t believe you’ve done this; i know today’s not good to u rn so have this (blows kiss)

Ethan knew it was wrong.

Right now, he and Austin were hidden away in Joseph’s old compound, not another soul in sight, and the only sound to be heard was the Captain’s voice. He was in the middle of a story, about how he liberated an outpost from the Highwaymen. Or was it about the time he relit Eden’s Flame? He wasn’t entirely sure; he’s lost attention ages ago. All he could focus on was the movement of Austin’s hands as he gestured, the golden glow of his blonde hair illuminated by the candlelight, how his lips moved with each word he spoke and each breath he took.

It should’ve disgusted him, but instead Ethan finds himself leaning against the other man’s shoulder, holding onto his hand as if it were a lifeline. He tears his gaze away in hopes that it would make the thoughts cease, but it does nothing for him. His heart beats wildly in his chest. Wrath and envy grip it tighter and tighter each day; he should be furious. His father denies him the very thing he wanted most and instead grants it to an outsider. He frowns, but he can’t find a reason to be mad at the person next to him. He was wrathful, envious, but lust had taken hold of him, burning brighter than any other flame. It was disgraceful. Before his thoughts wander farther off, a hand waves in front of his face and brings him back to reality.

“Hey. You still payin’ attention?” The sound of Austin’s voice gets Ethan to turn his head. The Captain raises an eyebrow, grinning. “C'mon, I’m getting to the good part here. So, as I was saying–” Before he can get another word in, Ethan’s tugging him closer before smashing his lips against his, rough and white hot. Surprise crosses his features for the briefest of moments; Ethan was rarely one to initiate things, but he more than welcomed it. He feels very, very, hot all of a sudden, but he makes no move to stop it, instead gasping when the other man pulls away, leaving harsh bites and kisses along his neck. “You’re, uh– really intense when you wanna be, y'know? Not that I’m complaining or anythin’. So, y'know, don’t stop.”

“I wasn’t intending on it,” Ethan replies, hands firmly gripping the Captain’s waist. “Unless you tell me to, of course.”

Austin only pulls him back in. “No one here but us, so don’t even think about stopping.”

Ethan hums as he pushes the other man down onto his back. “As you wish.”

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‘ you’re not dying. it’s only a sprained ankle. ’ + authan please thank you!

never EVER say i don’t love you bc i do : /

Austin wasn’t sure what Hope County was like before the Collapse.

Now though, he knew for a fact that it was treacherous. Monstrous predators that were deadlier than ever, vicious sandstorms, and of course hundreds of highwaymen ready to bleed the county dry. It was dangerous, no doubt. He’s had his fair share of cuts, scrapes, bumps, and bruises just about everywhere on his body at this point.

Hell, a good portion of his injuries weren’t even from fighting the ‘good fight’, as others might say; miscalculated jumps, slippery slopes, and everything else in between counted for most of his broken arms and sprained ankles. Nothing he wasn’t used to at this point. After that encounter with the Twins at the fertilization plant, a sprained ankle was nothing to cry about.

But it seems as though Ethan thinks otherwise.

Right now, they were about halfway up to the Flame of Eden, with the man in question sitting in the shade, huffing as Austin tries to wrap his injured ankle. It’s become a routine at this point; every so often the Captain would come barging into the compound, insisting that Ethan joins him on some other inane endeavor, and while Ethan would’ve said he enjoyed himself… getting injured wasn’t fun in the least. “This is all your fault, you know,” he starts, crossing his arms, “I didn’t want to come all the way up here but no, you had to insist, didn’t you?”

The Captain shakes his head with a laugh as he tries to keep Ethan’s foot elevated. “I thought it’d be fun,” he replies, pausing when Ethan winces. “And it was, until you decided to ignore me and slip. Now, hold still so we can get this over with.”

“I didn’t want to stray too far from New Eden. I have people to look out for, responsibilities to uphold– I can’t do any of that when I’m miles away from them.” Another huff as he turns up his nose. “Besides, you’re only saying that because you’re not the one who’s injured.”

“Oh, come on! I’m tellin’ ya, once we get up there, your tune’ll change, trust me,” Austin says and a beat later, he pulls his hands away. “There we go, good as new.”

Ethan scoffs, twisting his foot a bit to test it out. Immediately, he winces. “If you think I’m going to take another step further up that mountain, you’re sorely mistaken.”

Austin rolls his eyes. “You’re not dying, it’s only a sprained ankle.”

“Well, either way, I’m not walking and you can’t make me.”

“Alright, alright, but we didn’t come all this way for nothing.” Austin purses his lips as he tries to think of another way, breathing out a sigh a few moments later. “I don’t suppose you’d be against being carried, would you?”

Without meeting his gaze, Ethan shrugs. “I might not be.”

Shooting him an unimpressed look, Austin turns around and kneels down. “Alright, hop on.”

“Fine, but if you so much as fall, I’ll kill you before we even hit the ground,” Ethan replies as he makes his way over. Immediately, he latches on, grip tightening when Austin lifts him up. “I mean it, Maxwell.”

“Yes, yes, I’m aware of that, your highness,” Austin tells him with a snort. “I’ll be careful, I promise.”

Hiking up a mountain was a lot harder when there was another person on his back, but Austin didn’t complain. Especially when Ethan was busying himself by playing with the Captain’s hair. Definitely nothing to complain about. And so, without slowing down, without thinking, Austin speaks. “I could kiss you right now.”

Ethan blinks, and he’s thankful he’s behind the Captain, lest he sees that unforgiving shade of red on his cheeks. Even then, he gives Austin’s shoulder a quick smack, scoffing. “You still have a long way to go, shepherd. Bring us to the top then maybe I’ll think about it.”

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