#pheonix drop guards

[skateskunk]

Glow up or glow down, be honest

[ab-yssmal]

I've had this sketch of my personal design of Lady Aph sitting around for like a month solely because I've been too busy and too lazy to scan it so.. raw photo of it

would anyone besides me be interested in a zine of outfits of mcd characters broken down in a like play by play??

[ID: a traditional sketchpage of Lord Aphmau from Minecraft Diaries- it includes a half body and a headshot of the character.

The top bit of text describes "a light flower crown upon her head - a gift from her guard and a delicate reminder that she strives for peace"

beside the half body drawing is another block of text - "she wears a pourpoint in a mauvish-lavender shade while going about her daily duties.

black hide gloves allow her a better and safer grip on items as she works with them, as well as her diamon sword that she keeps to defend her people at a moments notice."

At the very bottom of the page is a final block of text "Lady Aph of Pheonix Drop - Admired for her kindness and extremely hands on technique of lordship. She is the first to offer help to those who may need it. Her lack of memory prior to Pheonix Drop is concerning, if only for her own personal reasons"]

[talesofpheonixdrop]

Caught a Vibe!

Wanted to write some headcanons to boost my motivation for drabbles so enjoy!

Minecraft Diaries vs Suprise kisses from reader!

Feat: Garroth, Laurance, Zane, Vylad, Gene, Jeffory, and Cadenza

Info: G/N Reader.

pre established relationships, Zane and Gene sure are themselves lol. Pretty much just fluff. Reader instead of Aphmau in all except for Jeffory, Zane and Gene. Abby is around 5-6, Sasha and Zoey were supposed to be in this, but I got bored of this one and wanted to get it out- if yall want more or I randomly decide to write a part 2 on my own they will be the first ones in it i promise.

Warnings: (I know i said mostly fluff but im sorry) Zane is for sure his own warning but there is mentions of Jeffory's murder in his part and a implication of threatening reader in the past. Genes also not great, his reader is a little naive and he a little frames them. His powers are used but not against reader.

Requests are still open and enjoy under the cut!

Oh, Garroth, sweet, sweet Garroth.

He thinks he's so subtle, but he is not.

Your lovely boyfriend is so starved for affection but so unwilling to ask for it.

He thinks it would be improper being a guard... or at least that's what he says, but it surely stems from his affectionless household.

you catch him sometimes watching your hands or his gaze moving to your lips for only a moment.

It's incredibly endearing. And gives you an *incredibly* devious idea.

really, can you be blamed for Garroth being so fun to tease? He's such a pearl clutcher!!

Patrol reports are boring. you fully understand why they need to happen. But there's never anything to report yet. Somehow, your lovely guards can take 20 minutes to describe *nothing* .

and that's where you sit, listening to Garroth go on about the state of the forest surrounding Pheonix Drop. Turning to you asking if you have anything to add. before doing it *again* .

Crystal blue eyes looking to your lips for just a moment before they are averted.

oh, he makes it too easy.

with a simple smirk, you lean across the table to kiss him.

He goes unbelivably stiff for a moment in his shock before positivley *melting* when your hand moves to cup his warm cheek.

He lets out something between a small whine and a groan when you deepen it, His kiss is soft and sweet, with just an edge of desperation. One hand moving to cradle the back of your head a silent plea for you not to pull away just yet. eliciting a small chuckle from you.

but eventually, it must come to an end. And when you pull away, he chases after your lips for a moment a lovesick haze in his eyes, as if the entire world outside of *you* has fallen away from him. A look that warms you from the inside out and reminds you just how much you love the man in front of you.

'No nothing to add,' you coo softly before fully pulling away, looking to your other two guards. Dantes eyes wide and mouth parted, Laurances eyes were wide as well but there was a sense of amusment to it.

You cheerily excuse yourself, letting them know you will be working on some upgrades for the Plaza if they need you. Leaving behind a sputttering malfunctioning Garroth who crashed back down to earth.

You really will be the death of him.

He's just so handsome.

And his cooking smells so good, His voice is so smooth as he talks about the dish he's making, and you're so in love with the man in your kitchen.

Your relationship is already so affectionate, but will you ever really be satisfied?

You're so busy watching him and fanaticizing you dont even notice that he's stopped cooking to talk to you.

'Hey, you with me?' He asks with a chuckle, snapping you out of the daze.

You look at his slightly crooked smile, giving him a slight smirk, giving you a mischevious idea of your own. His eyebrow raises as he notices the new look in your eye.

You surge forward to kiss him, His eyes widen in slight surprise before closing and leaning further into you. But just before he can move his hands to hold onto you and deepen the kiss, you pull away. He looks down at you with a mixture of amusement and confusion one hand on your hip....

You stare into marble blue eyes for a few moments. Before lifting his hand off your hip so you can dash away laughing, the shout of 'Hey!' and the stove turning off lets you know he's in chase.

'What was all of that about?' he asks, giggling himself as he sets your feet back on the ground.

Even with your head start, you only get halfway down the stairs of the hill to the platform before you feel arms wrap around your midsection, hoisting you in the air and spinning you around with a triumphent shout. Laying quick kisses all over the side of your face as you laugh.

You just let out a contented sigh and turn your head to kiss him for real. Sweet and tender and full of giggles when you remember his shout as you ran.

Being the spouse of the high preist of O'khasis is certainly....interesting.

you know he cared for you in... some real extent. After all, he went through a lot of effort to ensure your engagement. Sabatoging your other suitors and persuading your parents.

That wasn't all it took to convince you. You're not dumb and know of the vast political advantage he gained from marrying you. You were the hier of a village that rivaled Scaleswind in size. If you were dumb you doubt Zane would hold you in any regard.

But Zane does have small moments that convince you that you mean more than just a political pawn.

You still share a bed. You knew no matter what, you would need to share a room to keep appearances, but if he didn't want you in the bed, you were certain you wouldn't be in the bed.

Most nights, you were already asleep when Zane went to bed. but sometimes you would wake up in the middle of the night, and his arm is draped over your side.

He also can be affectionate at times, mostly in public... but there are times in private his hand will find yours, or a quick kiss will be placed to your temple, hand, cheek or very occasisonally the corner of your mouth.

And in a twisted way. You had to care to make threats.

it wasn't anything overt. It was a meeting for the jury of nine. You were seated on the armrest of his throne at his behest. Which wasn't too odd. Whenever Zane saw the opportunity for a power move, he took it. and you still dont know who it was against. The audience he held... or you.

You're stuck staring at the Corpse of Jeffory the Golden Heart laying on the carpet. Zanes pitch black sword still stained with the fathers blood, tossed onto Zanes desk as he makes his way back to his throne.

He pulls you into his lap as he sits. Arms wrapped around your waist and chin resting on your shoulder.

'Let this be a lesson to the rest of you.' He looks around at the rest of the Jury of....well.. Eight gathered. 'This is what happens to those who betray me.'

His arms tighten around your midsection after that.

It's been a while since then. It's getting late, but as usual, Zane is at his desk going through paperwork. The sound of quill on paper and the crackling of the fire makes this moment feel peaceful.

You don't really know what possesed you to do this, maybe the soft light of the fire off of your husbands cheekbones in his rare moments without the mask.

That is what most makes you feel most like he cares for you.

Getting to see the freckles dusting across his light baby face. A view reserved just for you.

'Yes Lamb?' Zane speaks up, making you jump out of your thoughts. He hasnt moved his gaze from his paperwork.

You steel your resolve and get up from your spot, walking to your husbands side, He turns his head to look up to you, one eyebrow raised. Icy blue eyes bearing into you.

'Just heading to bed,' you mummer, leaning down to press a feather light kiss to the corner of his mouth. 'Good night'

you pull away pretending not to notice the way Zanes face flushes the darkest shade of red you have ever seen. And his eyes are wide in suprise.

It's actually pretty adorable, but you know it would take quite a turn if you pointed this moment out.

you go to leave the room when you feel his hand grip onto your wrist.

'Someones feeling *bold* tonight.'

Your boyfriend never really grew out of the whole 'Dissapearing act hide in the trees' thing. Even in times of peace, he goes off to watch and brood.

You suppose you can't blame him. He's been through a lot and is still constantly working towards... welll whatever his goal is. He's pretty elusive about it, but you trust him implicitly despite his insistence. You should be more cautious.

But you feel at some point that it has to be unhealthy to live amongst the trees, stewing on past atrocities rather than fostering genuine connections with people. Something you won't let stand.

'Vylad! Vylad, come on, it's time for dinner!' You call walking through the woods, trying to lure your elusive lover out.

He does not come out immediately, but you can tell you're being watched. The tell tale Goosebumps and raise of unease in your chest, The Feeling of a rabbit being stalked by a wolf and the silence of the forest confirms to you that its a Shadow knight.

You let out a huff as you immeaditly clock the game he's playing.

Vylad likes to test your survival skills from time to time. Letting people in was hard for him. A million times more difficult with the romantic context between you. Sometimes, he needed to assure himself you weren't going to do something stupid and die.

'Fine! But this isn't tag this time! I promised Levin and Malachi we would be eating dinner with them and I don't want the food getting cold' you shout out, knowing full well if Vylad had his way he would be slipping around until either you physically restrained him or he took pity on you.

So you get to work hunting through the trees. Actively going towards what causes all your instincts to scream in protest.

You grip onto the tree and swing around to meet his Pine green eyes, looking back into yours.

'A real enemy isn't going to stick in one spot because you have dinner with your sons.' Vylads voice is muffled behind his scarf as you give him a deadpan.

You reach forward to loosen his scarf just enough to free his mouth.

He instantly assumes you just didn't hear him properly and goes to repeat himself. But you press your lips to his before he can... Vylad always takes a moment, surprised that you'd want to kiss him no matter how many times you have. But he always becomes incredibly passionate, kissing you like it could be the last time.

When you finally part for air that... one of you needs much more than the other. Hands still gripping his scarf, you reply.

'Yes, I know, and Im *very* greatful you did tonight now come on they are waiting' you laugh tugging him along with you back to the village.

Being with Gene means accepting that you never really know when he's gonna drop by, He is fond of you... that's the word he uses. But of course, his plans will always come first.

So, he kinda pops in and out of your life at random, spends Irene knows how long with you, then leaves for Irene knows how long again.

Rinse and repeat.

So you've learned better than to wait around for your hell born partner.

And today you need to go on a trip to the market.

You dont actually live in a Village, you live in a cottage a fairly short walk away from Nahakra.

You make sure to only bring enough coin for what you need and decide to get a covered basket to carry it in that you could keep hooked around your elbow. Trying to minimize the chance of being targeted by any members of the Thieves' Guild. And then you head out!

The walk and most of your shopping goes without a hitch!... the keyword is most.

You had been looking at some blueberries at a stall, You had read about a blueberry tart recipe and wanted to try it out, but with the addition of lemon. Unfortunately, blueberries need much more acidic soil than your plants could handle, so the market was your only go-to.

What's worse is that you apparently weren't early enough because all of the blueberries either were under or overripe, and the ones that were good enough for you to consider taking were way out of your price range.

With furrowed brows and a huff as you stare at the price before putting down the small carton to get your last few items. You're halfway to reaching a new stall when you hear shouting

'STOP you, little Theif!' Well. It is the capital of the Theives Guild. You dont pay it any mind.... until you feel someone harshly grip your wrist and yank

you squeal and grab the wrist of the Stall owner, holding you, trying to pry your arm free from his crushing grip all the while he is screaming obscenities and accusations at you.

Apparently, the blueberries you had been scrutinizing went missing, so he assumed you must have done it.

He's shouting about what the guards will do to you, that you'll be lucky to keep your hands all the while you try to defend yourself. Insist that you didn't do it, but he's ignoring you.

'No one stole anything.' The stall owner goes silent, Gene in the villages armor... somehow? He has one arm over his shoulder and his other hand pressed against the mans forehead, his voice eerily calm. 'You were straightening out your stall, and you knocked the carton over, remember?'

The stall owners eyes are empty. Completely devoid of original thought as he nods, slowly slurring out a yeah.

'Exactly' Gene continues, taking his hand away from the mans face, light slowly reappearing in the vendors eyes as he does.

You always have to suppress a shiver in your spine seeing Gene use his Magicks.

'Now, don't you think you should give this *poor* civillian a apolagy?' He finishes, his arm tightening around the other mans shoulder .

You start to protest, but the man hurriedly apolagizes as genes arm tightens once more,

'You accept that?' Gene asks you. You nod in response, feeling relieved when he lets the vendor go

'There we go all fixed, now why dont you head back to your stall huh?'

It always amazes you how Gene can sound so polite yet so... threatening. The man wisely chooses to run back to his stall.

Gene smirks at you when you're both alone again.

'Wow, theiving, huh? Didn't think you had it in ya Doll' he starts walking away, leaving you stammering for a few moments before you jog to catch up.

You insist you didn't do it, causing him to laugh and pull out the very carton of blueberries from his bag, much to your shock and horror.

'Yeah I know' he hums handing you the offending fruit 'Honestly those prices were *criminal* someone needs to put a stop to that man' he laughs as if he didnt nearly get you arrested???? The audacity???

You proceed to ask him what the *hell* is wrong with him??? You knew he was a criminal, but you had to *live* here! You nearly got dragged to the guards over blueberries!

The man has the *Gall* to look offended, leaning over, so he's at head level with you

'Really Y/N im hurt, I get you those little blueberries you clearly wanted so bad, *and* swooped in and saved you with that guy back there and this is how you repay me??? Not even a thank you for your *Knight in shining armor* Tsk tsk'

You are feeling a mixture of emotions, annoyance, the urge to appease, ..... and a strange warmth. For better or worse, this is the man you fell in love with, horrendous quirks and all.

You lean over and press a chaste kiss to his lips and mummering a small thank you.

He blinks a few times in suprise before smirking wide to egg you on or tease when he notices you rubbing the wrist that man had grabbed, while not bruised it was certainly discolored and sore.

His already lightless eyes darken...

Irene help that mans soul.

Having just arrived home from the market, you watch from the doorway smiling wide.

Jeffory and Abby are in the den playing pretend with swords. Abby is wearing a hood to show she's the villain shouting out and attacking her father.

You loved moments like these, where the Jury of Nine didn't need your fiancée and you all could just be a normal family together. No expectations or glaring preists looming over you.

Your broken out of your thoughts by Jeffory letting out a shout, holding the sword between his arm and side as if hes been stabbed, dramtically leaning backwards slowly and dropping to his knees monolouging about how evil would never win and he would find a way to save the kingdom even in death before fully laying down on his back and letting his head plop to the side with a dramatic groan.

you can NOT help but laugh at this, You love this man, but he is a SHIT actor, and... the idea of a Jury of Nine member defeated is kinda funny, even if it was just pretend.

That alerts both of them to your presence, Jeffory cracking open one sage green eye suprised, but smiles wide moving to get up and help with your basket when Abby whacks him in the head with a sword

'Gah- Hey!! Abby, not nice!'

'You're supposed to be dead! Lay Down!'

After a quick chastizing about using her words, he does as she asks, After all, he's never reeaalllly been able to say no to her.

She gets back in character, laughing manically and saying the kingdom will finally be hers! Then, walking away from her father laughing all the while

You're getting very caught up in the drama when Abby tosses off her hood and then walks back over to Jeffory's 'body' to gasp in horror

'No!! Sir Knight!!' She cries promising to go and get help when her eyes *lock* on you.

uh oh

She runs over to her toy box and brings you a toy crown whispering to you to put it on.

You obviously do, duh.

' Your Majesty!! Your Majesty!! Sir Knight needs your magical healing powers!! Hurry before it's too late!!' she calls, grabbing your hand with her little one to pull you over to where your fiance lays on the floor.

you hold back a chuckle as you kneel on the floor next to him. " Oh, Poor Sir Knight, I see what you mean, Miss Ah -"

Abby opens her mouth to share whatever wildly elaborate name she has setled on for the game when there is a knock on the door and the muffled shout of one of the neighborhood children.

'Abby!! Abby!!! We are playing pick-up sticks, and the winner gets a sachel of candy! come play!!'

double uh oh

There's a LOUD gasp from the girl next to you. Giant puppy eyes pointed to her father, letting out a series of high-pitched pleases.

he huffs, shaking his head lightly but letting her know she can go but to be back before the sun starts setting.

She runs off , and Jeffory gives a light-hearted eye roll at the attention span of kids moving to sit up when you gave him an amused look.

"I thought you were dead, Im supposed to revive you"

He looks at you with a mixture of confusion and amusment.

you lean down to kiss him, his eyes widening in realization and excitment.

his hands wind into your hair, cradling the back of your head, entrapping you in a loving and passionate kiss.

you cradled his face in your hands in turn, reluctantly turning away when your lungs started protesting, panting for a few moments before chuckling at him.

"Healed you~ Now come on, help me put away the produce," you coo to him, standing up and heading over to your basket, hearing him rushing over to you.

he is just insaciable <3

You always made sure to have Cadenza accompany you when traveling to Metelli.

Not only for her to visit her father and friends, but because your favorite activity with each other can only be done in her home village.

A short walk from Metelli is a HUGE lush wild flower field.

The very same fields that Cadenza used to frequent before you met.

Always setting aside a afternoon if not a day of your trip to devote to your girlfriend and the flower fields, Picnics, exploring, finding flowers that remind you of the other most, making flower crowns, and to end it all off lying in the field together.

Sometimes, you accidentally find yourselves waking up there the next morning, breaking out into hushed giggles and sneaking back to your group.

You're both sitting down in the flowers, fruit sandwiches rest on napkins at your sides, Cadenza carefully crafting a very intricate flower crown while you read your book aloud to her.

Some fantasy novel you're only half paying attention to, Irene your girlfriend is so pretty. it's no wonder that a village nearly went to war over her, Irene knows you would.

That's the thought that led you to stop reading and just watch her, waiting for her to look up from her craft.

She does after only a few moments, confused and ready to ask why you stopped when you rush forward, giving her a sweet yet quick kiss.

With that out of your system, you look back to your book to continue reading to her.

Cadenza has other plans though, after processing the pleasant suprise she squeals loudly and launches forward, pratically tackling you to the ground and peppering your face in quick adoring kisses, the type you can feel her smile through, full of laughs from both you.

Only after every inch of your face has been sufficently kissed does she properly connect your lips, Her long firey hair curtining over you, completely surrounding you in *her*

And there is no place you would rather be <3

[lovelaurs]

A DECLARATION OF LOVE

pairing : mcd laurance x gn reader synopsis : after returning from a long journey, all you could think about was just relaxing at home. but when a mischievous laurance has other plans, it seems like it won't be just another ordinary day back in phoenix drop. tags : friends to lovers, gifts, misunderstanding, confession, comfort, kissing, cuddles, just overall sillyness from laurance. he's a lovesick loser. word count : 2.9k a/n : wow, my first x reader i've ever written! i really hope you guys enjoyed it! i just love writing lovesick laurance and can't wait to write about him more! (please send laurance fic requests i beg of you).

MASTERLIST

It had been an entire week since you began negotiations in Metelli.

Laurance, the loyal guard of Phoenix Drop (and ex-guard of Metelli), decided to join you on your trip in order to help smooth over any issues. Since he had a hand in the relations between the two villages in the first place, his presence, though irritating, was a surprising help in getting the deal moved along faster.

The week was tormenting to sit through; waiting to receive the stamp of approval from several higher ups as you sat around in your given quarters. The rooms you two were given weren’t completely awful, but yet they felt suffocating to sit in as you awaited the answer you so dearly needed.

The two of you going outside was barely an option, seeing as your friend Laurance had so many adoring fans chasing after his affection left and right. You practically had to hide around corners in order to avoid their viscous glares.

Though the thing that surprised you most was how uncomfortable Laurance looked. From when you first met him, he always seemed to bask in the attention his adoring fans gave him. However, something was different this time around. He seemed annoyed, trying to brush off their advances, before finally grabbing your hand and leading you back to your quarters.

The next day, Laurance decided to leave the building and settle the matters himself. Within the day, the two of you were sent back to Phoenix Drop with the papers you needed.

Sure, you were thankful that the trade dealings discussion didn’t last more than a week, but you weren’t about to inflate Laurance’s ego by thanking him. Just having to spend a week there in general left you tired; the stiff stone bed you were given did not help your cause in the slightest.

As you finally set foot on the docks you so craved to see, you jumped out of the boat and immediately started to trudge your way back to your house. 

You had been dreaming of your soft bed ever since you laid down on that brick-like mattress the first night in Metelli, and today was the day you were going to spend entirely laying around. Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

Of course, life always seemed to get in your way, as Laurance caught up to your brisk pace and walked alongside you through the village. You groaned as you turned to him with a frown.

“What do you want?”

He poked your cheek playfully, giggling at the sight of your annoyance. “Oh come on, why are you so grumpy? We’re finally back in Pheonix Drop!” He walked with his right hand poking you, occasionally waving to other villagers with his other as you passed by.

You pushed his hand away from your face, clearly wanting to be left to your own devices. “I know, that’s why I just want to lay on my bed and rot the day away.” 

As you continued to walk, Laurance sighed, “You’re no fun, you know that?”

Before you could respond with a rebuttal, the two of you eventually winded up at your house. You turned to wave off Laurance, but instead found him looking at you with puppy dog eyes, most expectant, waiting by the door.

All you could do was just roll your eyes and close the door on him, ignoring the loud “Hey!” from behind the surface.

Now your thoughts are filled with only one goal: sleep. You quickly made a b-line towards your bed, flopping onto it unceremoniously. You couldn’t even bother to pull the covers over yourself as you let your eyes finally drift close.

Finally, I can rest.

You had your eyes closed for but only a few minutes until you heard something at your window.

You groaned as you forced yourself up. Maybe you left the window open while you were gone and some animal got in? Or maybe it’s just a sound from outside?

As your mind started to go through all the theories it had come up with, you were left confused when all you found on your windowsill was just a bundle of flowers.

“What in Irene’s name-” You stuck your head out the window, looking both left and right to see if anyone was in the area, but all you saw were just two kids playing outside along with several people walking around town.

What the hell? Who could have placed these?

Slightly annoyed by the action, you took in the flowers and closed the window behind you, placing the flowers by your bedside. 

You quickly splayed yourself out on the bed once more, allowing yourself to make snow angels amongst the sheets.

As soon as you closed your eyes, you felt the exhaustion take over you.

This time, half an hour had gone by before you were disturbed again.

A knock at your door was heard, causing you to whisper, “Are you kidding me?” Before getting up to answer it. At this point, your bullshit meter was slowly reaching the top. You could handle a certain amount of disruptions, however, when it came to interrupting your sleep…

You begrudgingly opened the door, only to find no one standing there. A quick look around was all it took before you found a basket of fruit at your doorstep.

Okay, now what in the hell is going on? First flowers, now fruits?

The situation was just getting more and more ridiculous. 

You took one last glance around before walking back inside, shutting the door behind you. You placed the basket of fresh fruit on a nearby table, before practically sprinting and jumping onto your bed.

No more distractions. No. More.

As you closed your eyes, you thought nothing more of the strange happenings and decided to put them in the back of your mind for the time being.

You ended up sleeping for three hours.

The next thing you knew within your slumbered state, you awoke to a bang coming from the window next to your bed.

That’s it. 

You rolled over and sat up as fast as possible, hoping to spot the culprit of who was messing with you, but all you could see was a letter stuck to your window.

You opened the window, and grabbed the letter, this time not bothering to look around.

Your hands practically ripped the paper open, enraged by your lack of peace. As you unfolded through the torn pieces, your eyes scanned over the letter addressed to you.

‘I hope you’ve been enjoying my gifts so far!’

Like hell you have!

‘I’ve been putting off doing this for a while, so I decided to do it as soon as I came back to Phoenix Drop.’

What?

‘Meet me by the docks after sunset! Don’t be late? :)’

A smile? A goddamn smile? They used precious ink to seriously draw out a smile? 

As much as that smile annoyed you, it was what was signed at the bottom of the page that really was the last straw.

‘Love, Laurance.’

You gripped both sides of the paper, hands shaking as you reread the last line. You let your finger trace the word ‘love’, your eyes focusing on it, mindlessly thinking of what it could mean before shaking your head in rage.

“Laurance?! Are you kidding me?! Ugh, I should’ve known it was him messing with me!” With anger being the only option to turn to, you gladly let loose. “So that’s it, huh? He’s toying with my emotions! That little-”

You bursted out of bed, your hair a mess from tossing and turning, grabbing the nearest coat. As you slipped your arms through the sleeves, all you could feel was anger boiling inside of you.

Within moments, you swung open your door and stomped your way over to the docks. 

The light within the lanterns nearby lit your way through the night as you thought about how messed up this whole situation really was.

How could he do this to you? You thought you were friends, and now he’s just toying with your emotions? 

You would soon find your answer as you arrived at the docks, finding Laurance sitting at the edge of the boardwalk, letting his legs dangle off the side.

A fire lit in your eyes as you made your way over there, making your presence known as your steps sounded on the wood.

Laurance turned around with a smile on his face, expecting you. “Ah, welcome! I was worried you wouldn’t-” “You!” “Me?” Laurance nervously smiled as he pointed to himself, quickly noticing your anger.

“You- You asshole!” You yelled, throwing the letter at him. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” He quickly stood up, putting his hands in the air in defense. “What are you talking about?” “Oh, I don’t know! Maybe the flowers, the basket, and let’s not forget that letter!” You clenched your fists as you remembered the previous events. “What were you thinking? Toying with my emotions like that? I’m not just another one of your fans! Who the hell signs their letter with “love” as a joke?” 

As you yelled at him you felt tears start to fill the brim of your eyes, threatening to free themselves at any moment.

“Wait, it’s not what you think-”

You scoffed as he tried to explain. “You know, for a second you really had me thinking you had feelings for me.” A stray tear fell down your face, your voice cracking as you spoke, “Isn’t that pathetic?”

Soon enough, the dam broke loose, and you were crying. Crying on the docks. Crying on the docks in front of who you thought to be your friend. At night. With your head in your hands as you bawled. Irene, could this get any worse?

Laurance took a step towards you, in which you responded by taking a step back.

He hesitated for a moment as he watched you cry, biting his lip as he tried to figure out what to say.

“It wasn’t a joke.”

You raised your head to look at him, tears still running down your cheeks. “What?” “I said it wasn’t a joke.” He took another step toward you, this time you stayed still. “The gifts, the letter… it was all in preparation for tonight.”

You sniffled. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Ever since we returned from Metelli, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you, and I thought what a better way than to do it the day we got back! But… you seemed upset after returning so I wanted to cheer you up first; hence the gifts.”

You wiped the tears from your face, letting out a small giggle. “It was creepy.” “Huh?”

“The gifts. It was kinda off-putting how you delivered them. I’m not going to lie, it kind of freaked me out.” You had to hold your hand over your mouth as you hiccuped while giggling.

Laurance blinked a few times. “Wait- Really?”

You snickered, “Laurance, you left random things by my house and ran away without leaving a note alongside them. Does that not cross you as the least bit alarming?” He sighed, putting a hand to his forehead. “You know, now that you bring it up…” You keeled over, holding your stomach as you laughed, your tears becoming ones from joy. “Oh my Irene!”

He approached you, putting his hands on your shoulders, shaking you profusely. “Come on! Don’t laugh at my attempt at making you smile!”

Him shaking you only made you laugh more, more tears running down your face at the sheer stupidity of the situation. You had really thought he was messing with you, huh?

But that’s when your mind wandered back to the letter.

You stood up straight, wiping the tears away, before looking him in the eyes. “But what about the letter?” “The letter? Oh-!” He pulled his hands away from you, taking a step backwards, scratching the nape of his neck. “Well, if you mean the signature… I did intend to sign it with love.”

Your breath hitched as he said that. 

He intended it?

As you looked Laurance in the eyes, there was a fondness shining within them. A fondness that seemed so common from whenever he looked at you, something that you never properly registered it until now.

“What I originally brought you here for… was to confess my feelings.” He slowly reached out, taking your hand in his and kissing the back of it. His eyes fluttered shut as he did so. 

He opened his eyes to gaze at you, truly looking at you. Your heart pounded in your chest as you held eye contact.

As he lowered your hand, he held it tight within his, as if not wanting to let you go. “Around the time when you first moved to Phoenix Drop is when you stole my heart.” He took a deep breath in, as if composing himself. “You were tough, self-sacrificing, and didn’t accept help from others at first. But as you grew to become a part of our village, you slowly started to open up more. And when you’d laugh– my Irene, your smile. It tore me to pieces the first time I saw it. I couldn’t get enough of it.” Your eyes widened as he spoke, before nodding, silently allowing him to continue.

“The way your hair looks rushed when you wake up late in the morning, the way your eyes sparkle in the sun, the way you look at me when you’re excited… All of these little things I noticed along the way drove me crazy. It was then that I knew you were truly something special.” He smiled, taking your other hand in his. 

The moonlight shining on him from behind was surely a sight to see. He looked ethereal. Something in you craved to have him for yourself– to hold him close, to cherish him as much as possible.

A silence filled the space between you two as he looked at you like his sun, and him, your moon.

“I love you.”

Those words were just what you needed to hear. Confirmation. Assurance.

You looked down at your feet and shut your eyes tight, trying your best to prevent yourself from crying once more.

He quickly took note of your state, leaning closer, sounding almost panicked. “A-Are you okay? I’m sorry if this is sudden- you don’t have to give a response or anything!” 

You quickly raised your head up, shaking your head back and forth rapidly. “No- No it’s fine! I feel the same way, I’m just trying not to cry-” He smirked, “Oh? Did my words truly make you that emotional- wait, you feel the same?” His eyes widened as if not expecting a positive response back. Of course the first thing he registered was something he’d use to be cocky. That goofball.

You nodded your head, sniffling. “Of course I do! The entire reason I came over here so angry was that I thought you gave me false hope! I thought you were just messing with me like always.” He let go of your hand and cupped your cheek, brushing away the tear stains with his thumb as he looked at you as if you were his world. “I would never joke about my feelings for you. Ever. I adore you.”

Those words truly hit your heart, as you leaned into his palm.

Oh how lovingly he looked at you just made you burn under his gaze.

It was then that he leaned forward, inches apart from your lips. “May I kiss you?”

You gave but one nod.

That was all that was needed for him to softly press his lips against yours. He carefully brought his other hand up as well, cradling your face within his hands. Fireworks were lit within your stomach, as he set you ablaze with the match that was his touch.

As he kissed you, you wished within your heart that this would last forever. Forever entangled within his loving gaze.

As the two of you pulled apart to catch your breath, you couldn’t help but notice how beautiful he looked with his cheeks flushed and pupils blown. He looked otherworldly from your eyes.

It wasn’t even a few seconds before he went in for seconds, kissing you far more passionately than before. He let one of his hands wander and grip your hip, pulling you even closer. His hands felt like they were burning your skin, searing at the touch. It wasn’t until he licked your lips that you pulled back, flustered.

He immediately looked at you with worry. “Are you okay? Did I go too far?”

“No! It’s just… my heart is beating so fast I’m afraid any more will kill me.” You laughed, clutching your chest.

He extended his hand. “How about we just sit down by the edge and look at the stars instead, hm?” 

“I would be delighted.” You took his hand in his, following him to the end of the docks, before sitting down at his side.

As far as the rest of the night went, the two of you continued to sit side by side on the docks, kicking your feet in motion with the waves.

He extended his arm around you, pulling you close, as he nuzzled his face into your neck. You couldn’t help but giggle at the feeling.

Maybe sleep could wait.

@lovelaurs, 2024. do not repost this work in any way!

[localcryptidinthewoods]

my thoughts and prayers about brian

i think he found family and home in the enemies of Pheonix Drop when he was sent away.

if we’re following the medivial knight training process, he was sent away at 7 years old to become a page and start his training as a guard, and came back when he was 21 and knighted. its mentioned multiple times that dale is a drunk, and that he sent Brian away as soon as he was old enough to start training to become a knight. I doubt Brian saw this as a loving act from his father who was excited to share a passion of his with his son, but rather as a way to get Brian off his and mollys hands so Dale could continue to indulge in drinking.

When Brian does come back, im sure he is happy to be back to the place where he was born and grew up in for a handful of years, but by the time he is home Molly and Dale have had another kid, Alexis, who Dale is consistently there for and quits drinking for, especially after the whole shadow knight incident. Alexis has the father Brian never had, which i think ultimately makes Brian feel bitter and discarded, thus turning to the friends and family he had made in his time at the guard academy, which ultimately ended in his betrayal.

its also mentioned by Donna that Molly told her that Brian came back different, that ‘her baby boy wasent the same when he came back than when he went away’ and i think thats bc of two reasons, one, brian most likely grew up. he isnt a kid anymore, he isnt a baby. hes at least a teenager and at most a full grown adult by the time he came back. i think he also holds resentment towards his family, specifically his dad, and pheonix drop, that he keeps to himself with a tight lipped smile.

[creeky-cricket]

I fell asleep for like an hour and had a weird dream that lead to me thinking about garrence lmao

So basically, au were garroth actually met laurance while running away from o'khasis, and laurance kind of harbours him. (Garroth didnt go to the guard academy in this one, instead he ran away really young) There are o'khasis guards looking for him but laurance keeps him hidden in a specific area thst only those two really know about. And one day laurance goes to see garroth and hes just. Not there. Strange, maybe he went on a walk? Nope. By the river? Nope. Gone without a trace

So he panics and goes to cadenza about it, 'im gonna ask you a real weird question but promise you wont ask?' '....uh, ok?' 'What do you... well. What would anyone do if someone they were.... caring for... for a while.... just dissapeared out of nowhere?' '...why???'

Laurance is forced to fess up by cadenza, spills everything. That hes been helping him recover, giving him food, fresh water and spending most of his time while not being on patrol for mateli with this guy, just to hang out and to teach him all of the cool tricks he learned while becoming a guard! Sparring and such. And obviously, cadenzas... got questions.

'Who is he?? How do you knoe he isnt dangerous?? What if hes a threat to mateli? What if hes a fugative??' Ect.

Laurance promices that that isnt the case. And they search together for a little.. maybe around two weeks or so before they call it off and begin to come to the conclusion garroth is just. Gone. Dead or alive they dont know.

And so eventually laurance gives up on trying to find him and around a year or two later, he meets lord aphmau. And obviously moves to pheonix drop... where the head guard is acting slightly weird towards him. He thinks nothing of it just assuming the guy was guarded (ha) that was until he saw garroth without his helm for the first time. He looked.. bulkier. Definatrly gained muscle weight. His fscial hair is scruffy and seems to no longer have that same pride in his appearance anymore.. but its him. Its *garroth*

Laurance finally catches him and garroth spills everything. From being a prince, to faking his death, to ending up in mateli, to nearly being caught by guards, to running to pheonix drop for safety and so on and so forth

Lord this has been cooking

[creeperknight170]

The guards of Pheonix Drop

(Text reads-

Zane: hello brother

Garroth: m'lord, permission to commit fraternicide)

[bread-squid-uwu]

I TRIED 2 ASK A VAGUE ONE CUZ MYS!APH MOVES TO PHEONIX DROP WHEN SHES IN HIGH SCHOOL !! I JUST ASKED ONE RANDOMLY !! I’LL ASK ANOTHER ONE THO SINGE I REALIZE THAT ONE DOES COME OFF MORE MCD FOCUSED SORRRUY!! UHMUHMUHM WHATS APHMAUS JOB???? OR ANY OF THE MYSTREET CHARACTERS JOBS IN UR REWRITE

LMFAO OOPS, SORRY ANON. 🩵🩵

Aphmau works as a night guard for a local restaurant place, one with a focus on entertainment and fun... [ fnaf joke is STAYING in my rewrite!! ]

Katelyn does not have a job, but does volunteer at multiple community places. She's still in college, and her dad helps her out when needed.

Nana, "Angel", is a twitch streamer!!

Garroth does not have a job either, but he is rich as hell so really it.. doesn't matter.

Laurance works in a coffee shop, primarily. But he has a second job at a tattoo and piercing shop.

Dante and Travis work at the same grocery store, but Travis does volunteer work at an animal hospital, and Dante makes music on the side - he has since high school.

Zane is a security guard at the local mall, and also works at the tattoo/piercing shop with Laurance (hates both jobs)

Lucinda runs her own shop, just like in canon!!

Aaron is a night guard for the local mall, which Zane hates for some reason. Typical Zane stuff

AND THATS LIKE. ALL I HAVE ACTUALLY THOUGHT OUT, FEEL FREE TO ASK LITERALLY ANYTHING!! 🩵

[azrielsshadows42]

A Court of Scales and Fire IX

Chapter 8 Character Moodboards Dividers by @tsunami-of-tears

(I promise this is relevant to the story, but if anyone didn't know, snakes can taste air)

Warnings: Swearing, fluff

Bold = Draconic

Italics = Thoughts

Both = Mind speak

Word Count: 3.2k

A/n: This chapter is a bit shorter than usual cause it's a filler chapter, but I still like it.

I woke up to the sensation of slobber coating my face. Three of my hounds; Mascarpone, Ghost and Acorn had climbed onto my bed to wake me up. It was annoying and unsanitary, but efficient, if it wasn't for them, I would never be awake on time.

Sunlight shone inside the room when another hound; Pheonix, opened the curtains. I lifted myself from the king-sized bed, adorned with many pillows and an extra blanket draped over the edge. Not that I'd ever needed it with the 'Fire' in my veins.

I prepared myself for the day, letting my body carry me through the mundane tasks while the rest of me caught up. Despite being incredibly punctual, early mornings were not my favourite.

Once clean and dressed I took a few bites of the small breakfast set out for me. Pheonix and Acorn had left to join the others in the kennel, but the other two stayed, following me around dutifully. As well as holding out hope for me to drop something in my zombie like state.

Pulling myself together, I had Ghost get Cheddar, then left to meet Y/n in the courtyard. All traces of sleep gone, like they'd never been there.

I pushed open the doors and the first thing I saw was a lovely sight indeed. The six guards I'd assigned to Y/n had doubled. The dragon was growling menacingly at them all, or at least trying to. It wasn't nearly as scary when it was sitting on Y/n's shoulder like that.

What was truly amusing was the way Y/n desperately tried to dissuade the beast while simultaneously tamping down her own annoyance. She understood perfectly well why I had placed so many guards on her, and surprisingly, it seemed she wasn't going to attempt persuading me otherwise. But that didn't mean she was happy about it.

All the sentries stood slightly straighter as I approached. I nodded once, dismissing them and they all marched to continue their duties elsewhere. Y/n glanced questioningly at me, but did not comment.

We remained in the courtyard amongst the topiaries lining the walls, all perfect spheres. Y/n waited for me to break the silence, but I said nothing, just let her stew in her thoughts.

There were a few instances where I thought she might say something, her lips parting or hand twitching up, though she had decided better of it each time.

Mascarpone's ears turned towards the direction of the pathway to my right. The pattering of paws soon reached us, Ghost, led by Cheddar trotted to my side. I could see the question in her eyes, she wanted to ask so badly what their names are. She knew Cheddar, and she knew one was named Mascarpone, but to find out what she wanted, she'd have to speak to me, and it seemed that was off the table.

Still no words came from my mouth, just a vague hand gesture to follow me while I made my way into the woods. We walked further and further in until eventually we reached the abandoned campsite.

No words had been exchanged between us since yesterday, I could tell the quiet was getting to her. I pulled a piece of clothing from my pocket, ripping it in two, and handed half to her.

"I interrogated the prisoner yesterday, he wouldn't talk, not about anything useful. This cloth is from the shirt he was wearing, you and your beast will go East, I will go West, we will rendezvous here in two and a half hours, if neither has found anything, we'll search North together."

Y/n's eyes scanned me, distrust shining in their depths, she was asking why I was willing to let her search alone, after I'd specifically said I'd be keeping a closer eye on her then before.

"Consider it a test of faith"

Her muscles let go of some tension, but she looked about as calm as a bird who knew that it was being hunted. Still, she said nothing, nodding tersely to my instructions, and the underlying warning. She passed the cloth up to her dragon to smell, it recoiled at the stench, then glided down to the ground.

They began their journey East, the dragon slowly increasing its size until Y/n's head was level with its branch like horns. She walked tensely, as if waiting for me to lodge a knife in her back. That was the point, let her mind do all the torture for me, let her think up all the bad things that could happen. She would drive herself up the wall with paranoia and I wouldn't have to lift a finger.

I thought it would give me satisfaction, knowing she won't try anything, but something inside me cracked. She was scared not just of me, but specifically what I could do to her, what she believed I would do if provoked.

It was in that moment I regretted my order, the silence I had forced her to endure, but it had been said and done, I couldn't change that now.

I turned my back on her, calling to my dogs. They ran up to me without hesitation, the only beings who didn't fear me and never would. It was both comforting and made me feel more alone than ever.

Y/n's Pov

I knew I deserved Eris's mistrust and caution. It's why I didn't say anything about the guards or the silent treatment, but this? This sudden show of boundless faith was worse. I knew Eris had been forced to acclimate to the court life; the tricks, the power struggle, the lying through your teeth with a smile on your face, but most importantly, the schemes.

That's what this felt like. A scheme. He wasn't going to be in that clearing at the agreed time, or maybe he would, with deadly back up. Maybe he wasn't searching at all, but planning an ambush. Perhaps he'd gotten the help of Azriel, Eris by no means liked the shadowsinger, but he probably hates me more. I always got the feeling Azriel disliked me, I wouldn't put it past him to plan an ambush or assassination. I'd like to think that Cassian would object, but then again, Azriel didn't need his permission nor his approval.

Hey, nothing bad is going to happen, not while I'm here. I won't let it. Everest brushed against my side reassuringly. Her eyes shone with determination and care. Through all my life, Ev had been my rock. Don't get me wrong, I love my brother, and there are very few lines I wouldn't cross to protect him. But we had a complicated history, we'd resolved it, but that didn't make it go away. Besides, Ethari was growing up now, he had delved into his studies, and I am so proud of him and everything he's achieved, but it also feels like he's slipping away.

A wave of guilt and sadness washed over me. I was already on day eleven, Ethari was expecting me back in at most ten days, one of which would be used for travel. So I pretty much have nine days to find these guys before I make Ethari worry needlessly, and with how things are going, it's gonna take more than that.

I tried, I really tried to believe Everest's words, but I was losing hope, something about this mission gave me a bad feeling, like it wouldn't end well. The sensation made me sick to my stomach, I'd never wanted to run, run far away from everything as much as I did now.

Everest's tail wrapped gently around my leg, pulling me from my spiralling thoughts.

Why don't you release NightShade, they'll track from the ground and we'll try our luck in the air. I considered her offer and I'd been about to decline, but she interrupted before I could even begin. Come on, you need it, it'll get you out of your head.

She was right, of course. It would bring me out of my self-inflicted torture. I loved flying as much as Everest did. Something about the thin air got my blood pumping, the adrenaline rush a welcome relief. It was so freeing, so exhilarating, so perfect. Like nothing could touch you.

Ok, you're right. I knelt down, the tingling sensation of tattoos coming to life glided up my spine and down my arms. They sprawled out in front of us, and I handed them the cloth, letting them taste it. I tied a small strip around their heads. In the corner of my eye, I could see Everest growing till her head was towering well over mine.

I mounted her, and with one powerful pump of her wings, we were airborne, soaring over treetops. The ocean of yellows to reds was beautiful and comforting, reminding me of cosy nights with hot chocolate.

Everest dutifully scanned the treetops for any abnormalities, letting me enjoy the flight. After about ten minutes I started paying attention to the landscape, concentrating on any magic fields or signatures left by the Penitent opals.

We searched tirelessly with no luck, and returned to the ground near the meeting point when there was just over five minutes before Eris was supposed to show up. We sat down in the clearing; piles of leaves surrounding us like thick carpets. NightShade were making their way back while we waited.

We heard the crunching of footsteps over rotting fauna, my body tensed but I didn't move from my position against the tree, trying to keep a facade of indifference. I knew it was Eris and his hounds, the tell-tale sound of sniffing a dead giveaway.

Eris emerged from the trees looking peeved, his three hounds following with their ears down and their tails low.

"Any luck?" I ask casually, but there was the smallest hint of caution that I hoped he didn't hear. He abdicated to ignore my question, instead choosing to walk North with nothing but a terse 'Let's go' said in my general direction.

I followed without word; it did not seem like the time to push him.

---Time skip---

We had spent three hours scouring North and still came up empty handed. We had switched directions, Eris searching East while Ev and I searched West for another three hours. We combed through all four borders, asked around searched high and low for any scrap we could find, but it had all proven to be a fruitless endeavour.

There were only so many hours in a day, and our strength had waned long ago. My body ached and Everests eyes drooped, even the dogs panted, trying to cool down on the damp earth. Somehow Eris was not affected by any of this, he seemed to be fuming, no fatigue in sight.

Eris's breathing grew deeper until finally he snapped. Fire burst out from all around him, the flames licking the ground, singing the leaves and all left over evidence from the campsite, not that it was much help anyway.

I was surprised when the hounds didn't flinch, they must be used to it. Eris stood in the middle of the scorch marks he'd created, his shoulders rising and falling with every inhale, like that in itself, was a mission.

"Feel better?" I asked, genuinely curious.

His breathing slowed, once he'd calmed down, he walked over to a tree and sat on the ground with a sigh mirroring what I'd done. He brought his knees up, resting his arms atop them and hung his head in defeat.

"I don't understand. They couldn't've just up and left, certainly not without leaving some kind of trace." There was no anger, just hollow numbness.

"We'll find them"

"How can you be so sure?" Eris lifted his head, finally meeting my eyes with his warm amber ones.

"Because no one goes through this much trouble for contraband that they plan to do nothing with. They're laying low now cause they know we're onto them, but they have to resurface at some point, and when they do, we'll be ready"

He nodded solemnly, lowering his head once again.

---Eris's Pov---

I hated optimists. Their bullshit view of 'always looking on the bright side' just left you open for bigger disappointment. But her reasoning wasn't false hope, it was logic. Y/n was right, they'd have to surface at some point.

"Perhaps, but how many people are going to get hurt while we sit around and find out."

"None. No one is going to get hurt from that. Because that's not what we're doing. We tried our best to find them yesterday, today, and we'll do it all again tomorrow. If someone gets hurt, it's not our fault, it's the aggressors. You can't save everyone. It's impossible. You're setting yourself up for failure if you try. The best we can do, the best anyone can do, is mitigate the damage"

Once again, she was right, it was a hard reality to swallow, but that didn't make it any less true. No matter how strong and capable someone is, how hard they try, no one can save everyone. Not even a High Lord.

I had no comeback, so we just stewed there in the quiet, but the tension between us seemed to have lifted. I was grateful for that. We sat on opposite sides of the clearing, the sun slowly drifting down the sky, casting light shadows over us.

The dragon lay in the little bit of sun left; wings spread out on either side. Cheddar approached confidently, and without a second thought, she flopped onto her side, back against the beast's neck. It opened one eye, glancing at her.

I held my breath, my pulse quickening in worry, but nothing happened. It just closed its eyes again and Cheddar snuggled in closer for warmth.

It wasn't cold for me, but I could see the goose bumps on Y/n's skin rise. She was looking at the two hounds in front of us like I was mere moments ago. A shiver ran down her spine, but her gaze remained fixed on them.

It was then that Ghost and Mascarpone got up, I thought they were going to join Cheddar, but instead they trotted over to Y/n. She smiled brightly at them, scratching them behind the ears. They licked her hands, and their tails beat the ground.

"Hello lovelies" She cooed.

Y/n played with them quietly while the other two snoozed. Her eyes lifted to mine, and genuine joy shined in them. My heart stopped when her gaze softened. She looked truly ethereal in this light, like she belonged here, I wanted nothing more than for her to stay.

But she wouldn't. We would find these fae, and she would leave. I would be alone. Again.

"What are their names?" I smiled down at the grass when she finally asked the question.

I gestured to each one as I introduced them. "You've already met Cheddar, she's the oldest, my first smoke hound. The albino is Ghost and that's his partner, Mascarpone." Her lips turned up at that. Cauldrons her smile is beautiful.

"I wasn't aware smoke hounds could be albino."

"Every living thing can have the albino gene, even plants, it's just rarer in some beings than others"

"I'm going to assume that with smoke hounds already being so rare, an albino is almost unheard of." I nodded in response.

"So how does one come across an albino smoke hound? I suppose it's not hard for you, as long as one is born you could offer an insane amount of money." Again, I nodded. She wasn't wrong.

"True, but it wasn't me who bought Ghost, it was my mother. She got him as a parting gift for me when she went to live with Helion in day. I'd been fascinated with genetic abnormalities when I was younger, the albino gene being one of my favourites."

There was no explanation I could come up with as to why I'd just told her that, and even less of an idea as to why I didn't regret it.

"I've always been a fan of the melanistic gene. Especially on furry creatures, like foxes"

How ironic. I thought. That she also have some interest in these abnormalities, but for her favorite to be the exact opposite of mine.

"What about the dragon?" She blinked at me.

"What?"

"Surely the dragon has a name as well?"

"I- Yes, she does, her name's Everest. I'm surprised you asked, I thought you'd just call her 'Lizard' the entire time"

I shrugged. Technically I'd only asked to change the subject, but I had been genuinely curious.

"Is there a reason or meaning behind the name?"

She turned her head right, looking to where her home would be with a reverent expression, like she was remembering a fond memory.

"There is. I found her over three centuries ago in the forest I live in. Everything is huge there, the bugs, the trees, the animals, I stumbled upon her when she was wounded. She had shrunk herself down to go unnoticed, but her smallness made her stand out to me more."

"I'd brought her home with the intent of healing her and then letting her go, you know, a 'catch and release' situation. She was pretty banged up and I needed to call her something for the eleven plus days she'd be there. We live in an evergreen forest and her scales matched, so I called her Everest. If I had known that she would bond with me and that her scales could change colour I would have put more thought into the name, but I didn't, and Everest just kinda stuck so we kept it."

"What do you mean 'bond' you?"

"There's an ancient practice between fae and dragons, it's kind of like the mate bond, except that the dragon chooses, and you automatically learn Draconic, a language only dragons and their bonded can understand"

"Are there more dragons?" I was unsure why, but I'd never considered the possibility of there being more dragons.

"Well, I've never met any, but Everest is younger than me, and she had to have come from somewhere. Plus, if there's one that's managed to stay hidden all these years, is it really so far-fetched to think that there could be more?"

I stopped to consider this. It was the third time tonight she'd done this, made me think about the possibilities, got me out of my head by... pulling me in deeper to a different part, one not so dark.

A full-body shiver racked through her, and I finally decided to it was time to leave. The hounds followed instinctually, she also got up and Everest joined her.

It seemed that after the short rest, Ghost and Mascarpone were ready to play again. They began jumping around chasing each other. They'd somehow even managed to get Cheddar, and the dragon involved as well.

We could have winnowed, but there was a silent agreement between us that walking would be more pleasant. I guided us on the scenic route, projecting warmth around Y/n to extend our time together.

The moon was high in the sky by the time we returned. The hounds had finally expended their energy and slept in the crevices of Everest's back between her spine and wings.

I took Y/n to the kennel where she insisted she must say goodnight to every dog. We retired to our rooms, and I couldn't help but have one of the kitchen workers bring some food to Y/n. After all, neither of us had eaten since breakfast.

Despite the late hour, morning could not come fast enough. Something had shifted between us that evening, and I couldn't wait to learn more about her. Y/n.

My little witch.

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Chapter 10

Btw, that thing about plants having the potential to be albino is completely true, it's just highly unlikely and if it does happen, they usually die because they have no chlorophyll (The green pigment that is responsible for photosynthesis).

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[emeraldkarma]

While my brain on Minecraft dairies let’s talk about a character that got a shitty hand in season two. And It’s not garroth, or Laurence or aphmau- (how do you fuck up all three of your main characters that bad though?) it’s Nicole.

Nicole started out really cool, we meet her when she breaks into Aphs guest house in brightport, obviously nervous about being recognized and empathetic to aph’s situation when she learns she’s being forced to marry. then she’s nice enough to help aph and Keke escape and help nurse and look after keke while aph looks for her pet fox, then she stays to protect the wolf tribe (despite having earlier being nervous about even entering their camp) while aphmau leaves with Dante to find Logan.

After Dante and aphmau get back and she moves to Phoenix drop she still helps out, she’s motivated and determined and even helps out the guard’s, and when we learn that she’s the lord of scales-wind’s daughter and garroth apparent fiancé we can’t blame her because garroth did the same thing, when we think she ditched Phoenix drop to war we are angry but it’s also kinda understandable I mean who would want to go back to a parent who tried to marry her off to a complete stranger? But then we find out she didn’t ditch Phoenix drop that Brian locked her and her fox up an she couldn’t leave and then she stops thee whole war by smacking her dad in the face, her dad the lord of the second largest village in the region!

But then we get to season too, and we don’t see her, we hear about her from Dante mostly and he still speaks highly of her but we also know she stayed around with Dante until she had to home to rule scales-wind, and it doesn’t seem like she’s changed, it sounds like she’s mostly the same if not more mature no longer running from her responsibilities.

And then we get to see her again and at first she truly is the same as Nicole, still independent and strong willed and- oh she has a kid! Oh she hits her kid…

Yeah she beats her six year old to the floor for…? Being disrespectful I guess? Oh and then she makes him run laps. And then we find out Dimitri is Dante’s son and that she lied to her son about his father being dead and deprived Dante of a relationship with his son and made him miss out on his sons life, and Dimitri’s mistreatment is only made more clear when you see how Dante interacts with nekoette his daughter and you see him joking around and loving on her and being kind and supportive and when Dimitri sneaks away on aphmaus ship (a second time, seriously inspect you’re ship better aphmau i expect better from you and the rest of the crew) he says over and over again that he doesn’t want to go home that he doesn’t want to leave pheonix drop and it’s kinda heartbreaking when you think about the relationship he has with his mother.

Basically s2 fucked over a lot of characters but I adore Dimitri and my mommy and daddy issues are a sucker for a mistreated kid finding love and affection with a father figure and I am writing a fic about it.

[the-government-man]

AOAUGHHH Alexis growing up to be trans and becoming like a replacement for his evil stupid brother. Like hey here's my really cool brother and i really look up to him and i want to be a gaurd like him Oh No hes actually evil ough :( And then he grows up and becomes that guard and realises that thats not enough, he's not fulfilled just being the guard that his brother once aspired him to be but that he wants to become the man he once was. Molly and Dale lost Alexis the day Zane turned him to a shadow knight and they lost Brian when he turned on Pheonix drop, but out of the flames of despair and grief a new son was born. Also his name is now Aleksi. cause i like it.

[eodflipside]

Harlow: Whoa, where did you find that?

Pheonix: Find what?

Harlow: That.

Pheonix: This?

Harlow: Yes, that.

Pheonix: Oh, I got it out of the lost and found.

Harlow: You found that in the lost and found.

Pheonix: Well, technically, I stole it out of the armory, then dropped it into the lost and found, then picked it out of the lost and found, So if anybody asks, I can say I got it from the lost and found without lying.

Harlow: OK, that's called lying by omission and will still land you in federal prison forever. But ignoring that for a second, what is it?

Pheonix: That's a good question. I have no idea.

Harlow: You have no idea.

Pheonix: Absolutely no idea.

Harlow: You bypassed security cameras, knocked out guards, cracked a state-of-the-art vault, and you have no idea what you stole.

Pheonix: Nope!

Harlow: Could be a nuclear bomb, could be the world's most expensive stapler.

Pheonix: It's not a stapler. Who keeps a stapler in a $90 million vault?

Harlow: For all you know, it could be a water gun.

Pheonix: When is the last time you saw a water gun with an external safety?

[liviavanrouge]

Kingdom Rescue

???: EVERYONE CALM DOWN!!

Livia: *Appears in the air, dropping her invisible cloak*

Speckle: *Appears with the guards over the flooding kingdom*

Livia: FAE GUARDS! MY GUARDS! ALL HANDS! GO!!!

Guards: *Bows and dives into the water without hesitation, swimming at full speed in different directions*

Livia: *Dives in after them, angling her wings around*

Zander: *Swims over to a mother and child, swimming them quickly to the surface*

Citro: *Comes from above with a few ignihyde students* INCOMING! EVERYONE SINGLE FILE WHEN THE ANCHOR COMES DOWN!!

Ortho: *Pulls the lever down, sending the anchor falling into the ocean*

Scathe: TWENTY AT A TIME!!

~~~

Livia: *Swims beside two kids, pushing them to the surface and onto the anchor* PULL IT UP!!

Kuro: *Flies up making sure nobody fell as the anchor lifted up*

Brownie: *Surfaces behind her as the anchor came back down, helping a mother and her baby onto it*

Speckle: *Lifts an old couple onto the anchor as Livia vanished under the surface* There

Dylan: *Swims past at full speed, carrying four unconscious kids and surfaces looking upwards* THEY NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION!! THE ROOF CAVED IN ON THEM AND TRAPPED THEM BELOW!!

Pen and Pan: *Leaps off onto a stretcher getting lowered down*

Pan: *Takes two of the kids as Pen took the others, the stretcher lifting up*

Livia: *Flares her wings as guards flew out of the water carrying people to Nova's spaceship above* IT'S FULL!

Ortho: *Nods and pulls the lever, lifting the anchor*

Nova: *Opens the back of the ship, beckoning to the aquatic aliens* GO GO GO

Aqua: *Leaps off with the others, diving into the water and swimming at full speed away*

Livia: *Flies out of the water, landing beside Kuro* How many more are there

Kuro: Not that many, the guards are searching everywhere, nothing is being left untouched, unmoved nor unsearched..

Pheonix Faes: *Bursts out, flaring their wings as they carried five people each into the ship*

Mango: *Floats over then nods to the aquatic aliens carrying people* Livia, that's the last of them, search and radio spells were cast, nobody was sensed

Livia: *Nods* What about heat sensory?

Mango: That as well, that's how the Phoenix fae found those people

Livia: *Nods then perks up hearing voices* Everyone go ahead*

Kuro: *Stares after her as she dove into the water*

~~~

Livia: *Swims around then perks up finding two kids with antlers stuck*

???: *Flails his hands shaking his head then points up*

Livia: *Frowns then darts over and whacks the boulder off, grabbing the two and dodging the collapsing stones*

Livia: *Bursts out of the water, her wings flared* LET'S GO!! Back to the Valley of Thorns!

Kuro: *Nods, taking off beside her through the hole in the stone roof*

@anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @writing-heiress @marrondrawsalot @yumeko2sevilla @abyssthing198 @zexal-club

[talesofpheonixdrop]

Hey there! I really like your blog (っᵔ◡ᵔ)っ · 💐 🥞

Would it be okay if I requested the mcd boys x sick reader, please?

Also, what does your fan base call you?

Hey there bun!!!!!! Long time no see!!!!

You are so incredibly sweet!! Absolutely of course you can have those headcanons, just what I needed!

I don't think i have a fan base lmfaooo but your so sweet for saying so!!! I go by Mello here on the interwebs! You are all free to call me so ^^.

Since you didn't specify a gender reader will be G/N, and since you didn't specify anyone I'm just gonna throw whatever man strikes my fancy in the moment at this lmfao,

Warnings: Sickness of various variety hopefully... i remember to come back and edit this as I write and go-

Without further ado! Let's get into it!

Worry Wart.

Like honestly, almost immeadite panic based on how sick you are.

Like seriously has a internal crisis about whether to take care of you or do his actual JOB

After all the village can't reeeaaallly function without the lord and head guard all day out of nowhere.

Like your laying in bed, sick as a dog, head feeling like your getting squeezed in a vice.

You can see Garroth standing in the doorway, wearing his basic linens for under his armor. His eyebrows are pinched, and he's worrying his lip between his teeth. And it's just so clear he's having a violent internal conflict over abandoning all his duties to care for you.

You have to be the responsible lord and tell him to go, that you'll be fine on your own.

Otherwise your village will be in disarray and you'll have people rushing in, in a panic.

He is very hesitant to leave, asks if you're sure, and leaves all while looking at you with the most pitiful wettest blue eyes you've seen.

Hes back at your shared room within the hour.

Your immeaditly just like 'S I r. What are you doing back here???'

But is it any suprise when he sits at the side of your bed with a cold damp cloth and tenderly wipes the sweat from your feverish form before placing it across your forehead.

All while assuring you in a whisper, he could *never* have left you alone miserable and in pain, that he only left long enough to give instruction to his second in command to ensure Pheonix drop could run easily until you feel well.

.....

Andalsotogetadvicefromdonnaresidentnursecoughcough

Garroth is gentlemen through and through and takes very good care of you.

He will NOT kiss or cuddle with you tho when your sick, major red flag of him (jk)

Due to his royal upbringing he wasn't exposed to illness a ton as a kid so, his immune system?? Shit. If what you have is airborne he will be bedbound twice as long as you lol.

Please don't pout or bed though he is a WEAK man and you will see him going through all 7 stages of grief in record time every single time.

If you reach out for him in bed and your voice break a little with just a tiny 'please..' he nearly bursts into tears about it.

When you wear down his incredibly weak resolve he will start sleeping in a chair next to your bed holding your hand.

As if that's any better for his health, the loser lmfao.

Point is 9/10. Love him.

Oh Laurance, Laurance...

The moment you start coughing, he looks over with a raised eyebrow and asks if you feel alright

And obviously, you brush him off because come on, laurance, it's just a little coughing. I probably need water or something.

Yeah, the next day you're in coughing fits so bad, curled over, and you feel like your ribs may crack.

Laurance is ushering you back to bed. And albeit playfully, scolding you for even TRYING to go about your business in this state. I mean no offense obviously your the most breathtaking person he's ever seen but you look horrible.

Laurance doesn't even entertain the idea of leaving. Poor Garroth (or if this is while he's a head of Metelli his second hand) has to storm into the house demanding to know if everything's okay and why he's shirked duties.

Laurance just looks over and very casually is like ' oh yeah I'm going to be out for a while something more important has come up, you understand keep it covered only get me if it's a real emergency thanks'

And you don't have a choice here, now he's not going to straight up neglect his duties he loves you but he's also very serious about his guard work. But Metelli has a excess of guards and he's not the head at Pheonix drop, he knows Garroth can handle it without him for a while. So there's no need for you to feel guilty.

Just lay back and let him take care of you love <3 yeah?

He will cuddle and smooch you even while your sick, the cuddling is obvious but you will have to ask for a kiss anywhere more than the forehead.

He also takes your temperature by pressing his lips to your forehead every time

The tease, single handedly rasing your temperature

He's also the best cook so.... you are eating WELL fresh and from scratch.

10/10 but do we expect anything less

Oh yeah also even before he became a shadowknight and therefore couldn't get mortal sicknesses cause his body runs to hot for most viruses to survive. He just as a guy had a STUPIDLY great immune system. So he just doesn't get sick no matter how I'll you are and it's kind of infuriating.

Okay party people, this one... it depends. lmfaooo

Your request was specfically for being *sick* so I can only assume that means have a virus or infection of some kind, a bug if you will.

Which is VERY different from like.. recovering from a injury or like... morning sickness or something.

Which i will write if people want it but anyway.

Sorry Pookies he's not going to be personally there holding your hand or feeding you soup.

Germs and sickness freak him out and he wants nothing to do with it at all. He won't even sleep or hang in the same ROOM as you.

He arranges for only the best care though. And OH Irene help and preserve that entire staff team if he hears the staff are treating you in anyway he deems... unfit.

You'll have a full new staff within half an hour

All MUCH to afraid to treat you in a way that didn't reflect divine reverence.

Yeah... Zanes is rather short because he's pretty absent.

He makes sure to get reports on how you are frequently.

But once you're better, you can expect a lavish gift

Also, he's more likely to end work early and go to sleep the same time you do when your better.

He won't admit it but he missed your warmth beside him.

Oh Travis my sweet boy!! Welcome to being included in the fics mwah.

This might be controversial (I hope not, tho)

Travis would be the best in this regard.

He has a freaky 6th sense for knowing three days before you get sick, that your *gonna* get sick.

Like your feeling just fine and you look over and he's running around and already prepping for you to be sick.

Reading books on it, making medicine, meal planning etc. Etc.

Oh yeah I MEANT making medicine, mfer goes out and forager for his remedies to any and all ailments.

He takes top notch care of you. Diagnoses you easily, lays you to rest, spoon feeds you, lightly wipes your sweat away, supports you through enough exercise to keep your strength and whispers encouragement.

My advice... don't ask how he knows to do this.

Even through fever its heartbreaking to hear him explain how he had to care for not only himself but... when she was alive... his mother.

All alone on that mountain... everytime he got sick he had no one to brush his hair... clean his sick... make his meals.

In order to survive that... you have to learn to figure it out...get ahead of it prepare what you need so you don't have to scavenge through it.

He will NEVER let you go through that alone. Not while he lives.

Well hello and welcome to the club Aaron

well, my version of you anyway.

Aaron is a good man, but he's also a very focused and fleeting man.

What does that mean? Oh just that he is not sticking by your side unless you are actively journeying with him on his quest for revenge.

Even if he cares deeply for you, your already in.... well... honestly i hate to use this term for medieval fantasy but its more a situation ship then a relationship. He has.. a VERY hard time handling the idea of being with someone else after his wife.

If you fall ill at a village, perhaps your the lord.. something is tying you where you are.

Your not going to see alot of Aaron im so sorry pookie.

When you don't show up where he normally sees you he will pop up.

He went to ask what happened but... he can tell just from looking at you . If your asleep, he watches for a moment... taking in your gaunt state and letting it sink into himself that your still breathing and then he leaves.

You'll wake up to a little vial of medication on your bedside.

How often you see Aaron after that depends on what he was doing there, he's not putting his plans on hold for you.

If hes able to stay in the village and investigate he will. Checking in on you occasionally and bringing you medicine.

But...if he needs to leave to pursue Zane.... He will leave you Medicine and a note telling you to stay safe.. don't look for him... He will try to come back to you but... if its over a year don't wait for him.

Yeah Aaron totally what a sick person wants to read.

For him though....leaving a note is a big deal. Anyone else he would have just vanished.

Now! However! if you are actively travelling with him for any reason, he can NOT just stomach leaving you while your sick.

SO he does stop.. works on setting up a more long term camp. Reinforces the tent, sets up a fire pit, and makes a Cooking spit.

He takes care of you.. kind of, he thinks you should have some layer of independence even when your sick so he will still have you do some tasks on your own.

For him its very a 'just in case, you need to capable. What if next time i'm not here?'

Jeffory Golden Heart What a sweetheart.

He won't find out you're sick till about midday.

When Abby's teacher shows up to his Patrol to tell him that you never showed up to pick her up from school.

Which instantly worries Jeffory because that's very unlike you, if you weren't able to pick up Abby for some reason you would tell him even with his early hours.. A note or at dinner before.

He has to hold back at jumping to any conclusions, hoisting up Abby on to his shoulders and heading back to your shared home while chatting about her day to keep her at ease.

He has a million thoughts in his mind working with Zane...its hard not to he finds himself hoping that you had a lapse in memory, that this was going to end with him mildly annoyed over anything else.

But he arrives to your Home and when he calls out your name he hears just a pitiful little croak he S P R I N T S through the house to your bedroom where, he doesn't see some horrible crime scene but you in bed, flushed and clearly miserable and he just feels all his muscles relax.

Jeffory is so sweet, but he can't care for you as much as he wants to with Jury of nine duty and caring for Abby, but he still makes sure when he's not on duty your getting his attention, his poor sick little dove he makes soup, washes and brushes your hair, and brings in the best doctor O'khasis has and once your cleared as non contagious he pulls Abby into the tasks so you can have even more care.

Help making the soup, help braiding your hair, and reading stories at your side.

You get two caretakers for the price of one with this one.

[gingerlaurancesupremacy]

Upon introspection, I’ve come to realize that everything I’ve shipped since middle school, when broken down to the bare essentials, resembles the Laurmau dynamic in some way

[whataqueerpix]

Diaries but when Laurance meets Garroth he immediately switches between flirting with both Garroth and Aphmau.

Garroth Ro’meave constantly being both furious due to Laurance flirting with his Lord (whom he has feelings for), and because this insufferable ginger guard keeps flirting with him. (And he kind of likes it, but he won’t tell you that)

Aphmau doesn’t know whether to be annoyed or amused (she hasn’t fallen for either of them at this point).

Laurance is Bi-panic fight or flirting through his grieving process for both his Lord/Father and his best friend. Is it a healthy way of coping? No. Are both the lord of pheonix drop and her head guard hot? Yes.