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Something Important

Arthur Conan Doyle x Reyna (my OC)

Angst (slightly) and fluff

Words: 2352

A/N: Reyna is my OC, she is a musician, very talented one. She had an abusive relationship in the past, so she is really insecure when it comes to her romantic relationships, but Arthur is the love of her life and they both complete each other and show each other how a real healthy love should look like. This story takes place years after Reyna decided to stay in the XIX century.

A/N.2: I hope you’ll like it!

The scent of green tea and ink filled the room giving the woman a feeling of comfort. She lay down on the bed and covered with a blanket decided to start reading a book that had been proposed to her by her friend, while waiting for her beloved. It was getting late but Reyna wasn’t feeling tired enough to immediately go to sleep.

Recently her evenings looked like this. She usually stayed in bed, or on a chaise lounge, and sank into the fictional worlds of books. Sometimes she would find extra strength to take up music - she could write a few words for a new song or look at the notes. There was also always her favorite drink on the table and a few snacks in case she got hungry. It was a pretty simple way of spending time but lately she wasn’t able to do anything else. She would like to spend this time with her beloved, but she did not have such an opportunity. He was out, in town, doing errands like every day recently. Or maybe he was—

No, stop it, Reyna.

While reading the third chapter, the woman heard strange noises outside the door, and after a few seconds a small dog ran out of them extremely pleased to see her. Immediately after him the writer entered the room with a gentle smile on his lips.

„Still awake?” Arthur asked having that worried look in his cobalt eyes. Reyna stretched lightly and after putting down her book she started petting Vic.

Somehow she knew Arthur would bo worried about her being up at this hour but she just couldn’t go to sleep without her lover by her side. Not tonight.

„I was waiting for you.” Right after saying that a yawn took control of her mouth causing vampire to chuckle. She wasn’t used to being up so late lately after all.

He took his jacket off and tossed it into a chair making the blonde frown. She was just about to scold him when the writer decided to jump on a bed next to her making her yelp in surprise.

„Arthur!”

As gently as he could, he took her in his strong arms and turned her so she was laying on her left side facing him. He smelled like freshly made coffee and oil paint - probably because Theo had made him help him with some of his work earlier that day. There was also something sweet in his scent, something flowery - daises, maybe tulips - Reyna didn’t exactly know what it was.

The vampire smiled like a child who had been told that he could eat all the cookies before dinner as he pressed his face to woman’s swollen stomach. Reyna put her hand in Arthur’s dark hair and gently combed them making him sigh with contentment. Now she was also smiling.

Writer’s large hands stroked the exposed skin on Reyna’s stomach and he laid a few kisses there. She giggled and tried to get out of his embrace, but Arthur didn’t let her. Of the two of them, he was stronger and, given her condition and size, there was no question of even competing with him on that.

„I think you woke him up.”

As soon as Reyna felt the movements very well known to her in her abdomen, she smiled. Arthur’s hand touched the place where the child was kicking and the writer could not hide his joy caused by this situation. It was a little over eight months and he still wasn’t able to comprehend everything that was going on with his wife and their soon-to-be-born baby. As a doctor, Arthur had seen many pregnancies, some of them he had even taken care of, but once his own wife had gotten pregnant with his child, the vampire had suddenly lost any remnants of reason and all his medical knowledge had turned out to be useless. It was all happening so fast, but he wouldn’t have traded it for anything else in the world.

„Oh, she must have missed me.”

Another game they were playing - she thought it was going to be a boy, he was sure it would be a girl. Everyone was familiar with Arthur’s knack for winning, but this time the woman had a feeling that she would gain the victory. Mother’s instinct. Or something.

„You know, I’ve missed you too.” Sudden sadness in her voice made his heart ache. His eyes found hers as he pressed his lips to her warm skin right above her bellybutton. „You’re rarely home lately.”

He sighed knowing it was the truth. Recently he has been working very hard on something important and because of that, he hasn’t been around too much. The writer would go out to town early - often even before eating breakfast - and come back late - when Reyna was already sleeping.

He entrusted the care of his family to his friends in the mansion, and they all took it to heart, especially Theo. There had been times when the vampire had been following Reyna like a shadow and he had made sure that she had not been carrying anything heavy or that she’d not gone outside in an unsuitable wear. The other residents were less overprotective but still they were all pain in the butt sometimes.

Only time the two of lovers were alone were the mornings when he would usually check the health of his beloved - he measured her temperature, checked her blood pressure and looked for any signs of anemia. At the beginning of pregnancy Reyna hated it with her whole heart, but now she’s grown to really cherish these moments.

„I know, darling.” He murmured. „I’ll make it up to you. I promise. It’s just… I… There is something important for me to take care of and—”

„Are we less important than this thing?” Tears in her eyes were making her vision blurry. She didn’t really wanna star a fight with him, just her feelings were getting a better of her. Maybe it was because of the hormones or maybe she was totally sick and tired of being alone - without her husband - all the time.

„No, of course not!” There was a little rasp in his voice as he immediately denied. „No, no, no. You are the most important—”

„Then why are you never here? What do you do when you’re not home for several hours a day? Arthur, I love you and I trust you, but I really worry about that. I… I-I-I… I really don’t know where you are and I made a promise to myself not to ask you where you are going almost everyday but it starts killing me inside!” The last few words resembled more moaning than anything else and were barely audible because of emotions she was in, but Arthur understood what she meant. Her hands were trembling while still combing his hair - something she was usually doing to calm herself down, but this time it wasn’t working. „Tell me what’s going on. Tell me.”

With every moment the writer’s heart broke into more smaller pieces seeing his beloved in such a state. During pregnancy, he’d seen many of her breakdowns - especially at the beginning, when her body had just begun being controlled by new hormones - but what he saw now was the worst for him. After all, he was the source of her sadness.

In reality he’d wanted to tell her the truth long ago, but every time something new had appeared on the horizon, and he had had to delay the reveal. Arthur treated it as a kind of a challenge that he had to complete, so he wanted to make sure that before he informed Reyna about it, everything would be done up to the last button. But when he thought about how awful thoughts must have gone through his wife’s head, and how she had had to get tired for some time now of wondering where he had been all day everyday, he sighed heavily. When he was looking at his upset wife he realized that sometimes he was a real idiot.

Evidence of the immeasurable sadness of a woman, in the form of tears, stained the pillow, making gray spots on the white fabric. She was afraid of saying anything more, asking about anything more, because she was terrified of knowing the truth. Was Arthur cheating on her? Had he found someone better than her? Now that she was about to give birth to his child? Was she not pretty enough for him anymore? It is true that she gained weight during pregnancy, but no more than other women usually did in her condition. Was he bored with her? Was he—

No, no, no, no.

She rapidly shook her head squeezing her eyelids shut.

„Reyna, look at me.” Despite the fact that the sentence itself had the overtone of the order, his tone was soft. Anyway, she didn’t comply. „Love, please, look at me.” A little wrinkle formed itself between Arthur’s brows when Reyna still kept her eyes closed. „I’m sorry, dove, I am really sorry. I was… am… stupid and I-I’m sorry.” With one hand he cupped her cheek and he was internally happy that she didn’t move her head to get away from his touch. That was a good sign. „I love you, you know that, right? I love you the most. And I love her. My little angel.” Gently he caressed her belly again. He couldn’t get enough of the feeling of his wife’s soft skin under his palm. „That’s why I’ve built you two a house. A home.”

What?

„What?” Being surprised the woman opened her eyes and looked straight in her husband’s eyes - they couldn’t lie. And they weren’t. „You kidding, right? A home?”

They already had their home. It was not entirely theirs, but they were welcomed here and lived there with people whom Reyna considered their family, so she possibly couldn’t ask for more.

Arthur chuckled.

„Yes, a home. Our home, to be precise.”

„But how? Why?”

Suddenly she was more curious than upset.

„You didn’t possibly think that we would take advantage of Comte’s kindness for the rest of our lives?”

„Well, I… I…” Not knowing what to say, Reyna just sighed and gave Arthur the opportunity to continue. In fact, she had wondered many times if having a child in a mansion was a good idea, but whenever she’d expressed these doubts to Comte or Sebastian, they would have told her not to worry about anything. Apparently, however, Arthur had decided to take matters into his own hands.

„See, love, a few weeks ago I met a man in a bar who wanted to sell his house. He complained to me and Theo, or rather just me, because my dear friend wasn’t interested in talking, as usual, that there is no buyer and the house is empty and only decaying. I decided it was a sign from heavens and bought it.” Vampire took her small hands in his and rubbed them together. „A few days later I visited the house only to find out that… well… it was a ruin.”

„You bought a house without looking at it first?!” This question came out of her mouth a little louder than she wanted it to, but she couldn’t contain her emotions while listening to her husband’s revelations. Only Arthur could be so carefree to do something like this.

„I took a risk.”

„You can’t be serious, Arthur…”

„Oh, but I am.” He chuckled again seeing how adorable Reyna looked when she was taken aback. „It took me a lot of time to make it livable, and there are still some more details to take care of, but I think you will love it. It’s cosy and has large windows just how you like.”

Silence took over the room for a moment, which caused vampire to worry a bit, but he didn’t want to show anything. So he kissed Reyna’s hands, every knuckle felt the touch of his warm lips, and when he finished, he also placed a kiss on her rosy cheek.

„Say something.” He murmured, but there was only silence in response. He looked into her eyes, and it seemed like woman’s thoughts were somewhere else. „Reyna.” Still nothing. „Love?” Not a single word. „Please, Reyna, say something, anything.”

And then she grabbed his pillow from his side of the bed and smacked him on the head. Twice.

„You idiot!” And she hit him again. „You bought a house without me knowing?!” Arthur took another hit, this time to his arm. She wasn’t hitting hard, to be honest the writer barely felt it. But he let her do it so she could unload her anger. „How could you not include me in making such an important decision?! You.. you… you jerk!” The last place the pillow touched him was his chest as he sit to let his wife have better access to the body parts she wanted to smack him on. „I want to see it. You hear me?! Tomorrow!” When another hit didn’t come, Arthur guessed that she wouldn’t do it anymore so he took the pillow out of her hands and threw it on the floor.

Strong arms scooped her and embraced her tightly - as much as her swollen stomach allowed - while she was slowly calming herself down. Dozens of emotions were stirring inside her now. Happiness, anger, relief, excitement, and many many more. She didn’t know if she wanted to scream or cry or maybe laugh so she was just trying to breathe steadily.

After a few minutes she sighed pressing her head to his chest.

“Thank you, Arthur. For thinking about our family.”

„It’s not something you should thank me for. Tomorrow I’ll take you there.”

„Of course you will.” She snickered into his shirt making him smile widely.

„I love you, Reyna.”

„And I love you, Arthur.” He left a few kisses at the top of her head as she snuggled closer to him. „But if you do something like that again, I swear you’ll sleep on the floor with Vic for the next few months.”

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akianee · 5 years ago

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I don't make much status but right now, I have to, Saturday at 9pm, my dad passed away in his bed, we tried everything we could, but it was too late, the funerals will be held Friday and we need to pay the entirety this month, around 3000€, I have Valentine's sales going on, so if someone is willing to help a bit, it would mean the world to us, I also have a ko-fi, you can have a noodle doodle for one Kofi, here's my account if you could share it around: ko-fi.com/smolsalty 💖 here's the post to the Valentine's sales

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akianee · 5 years ago

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Say I’m sorry in bed? Yes, please.

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Show my friend some love, pls 💗 she is really good and trying very hard!

A promise

Mitsuhide x Reader

Fluff (I guess)

Word count: 1114

I love you was a promise.

A cruel one, if you asked him. Two-faced. Wicked. Sometimes even devastating.

In its simplicity it expressed more than any other confession but spoken at a wrong time it could complicate more than one relationship. It was beautiful, although it often led to nasty results. It could fly you to the moon and dig you a grave at the same time. Everyone cherished it but also hated it. He wasn’t an exception.

Only few people treated it properly. Others didn’t even know its true nature. For them, I love you was the usual phrase uttered after an evening walk or an intoxicating night. They played with these words, dressed them in nice shiny gems to use in the fight for a good name. Often the same people later complained about the lack of love and were dying alone, without any other soul to hold onto.

It was hard to admit, but if there was a thing in this world that he was afraid of, that was it. Dying without love. It’s true that he had long since come to terms with the fact that his lifestyle and love did not go hand in hand. That dying alone was his destiny. But once in a while, on those darker days, at the bottom of his mind he struggled with this paralyzing fear.

That’s why when you had come into his life something had come to life in him. A small grain had begun to sprout in his heart when he had experienced your beautiful smile first time and how your eyes would lit up when you’d seen something pretty. And when he listened to you talk about your passions and ambitions, he always felt this strange warmth spreading all over his chest. It was something new, unknown to him so far, but he liked the feeling.

But not everything was easy. You were kind, sometimes even too kind for his liking. Your moral compass had been shaped in the future, where good and evil were strictly defined. Nothing in this era was familiar to you. You were an idealist for whom war was just cruelty. You wanted to save the whole world, but you didn’t care at all that the world didn’t need your help.

Your ideals were far from his. But heavens only knew that it didn’t mean he wanted you any less.

He - ironically - vowed to himself that this crooked I love you would never touch his lips. Never. The only salvation from a broken heart was not to let love take over it, right?

So when he looked at you like that, resting peacefully in his arms with gentle blushes on porcelain cheeks and a ghost of smile on those rose lips, he wondered where he had gotten lost. Where had he made a mistake?

Was it when he had invited you for an evening walk around Azuchi wanting to show you his world and everything that’s been beautiful in it? You had had this stunning kimono on that day and he had found himself staring at you the whole time.

Was this when he had been teaching you how to use a gun and from time to time he would got closer than he should have just to feel your warmth next to him? You’d smelled sweet, of fruits and flowers. He’d wanted to lose himself in that smell.

Or maybe it was at the moment when his lips had touched yours after the banquet issued by Nobunaga to celebrate the next victory of Oda? He had been walking you back to your room then, and you had never stopped smiling despite the fact that you hadn’t drunk a drop of sake that evening. He had hugged you around your waist and then he had connected your lips with an obvious cunning smile of his. You had been kissing him like he’d been your oxygen and—

„Mitsuhide?” A small voice pulled him out of his thoughts. You stirred a little in his arms and when you were comfortable again he tightened his hug around you.

„Yes, little one?” Smug grin appeared on his face as you looked up at him, your eyes shining almost as brightly as the stars above you.

„If you could wish for anything right now, what would it be?” You always asked the most delightful questions. He couldn’t help laughing a little and he stopped only when you slapped his thigh with your tiny hand. It appeared that you wanted him to be serious.

„Anything?”

„Mhm…”

He didn’t really need a moment to think about it, but he remained silent anyway. He knew exactly what he would have asked a shooting star for if he had noticed it and believed that it would really fulfill his wish. He would like you to be safe and happy, preferably by his side. He would ask that your light never go out. That all your dreams would come true and the passion with which you talk about your hobby would never diminish. In reality, he would give his wish to you.

„I would like you to be happy.” You whispered after some time of silence, with this cute expression on your face and for a minute his world stopped. His breath hitched in his lungs and arms went numb.

In that exact moment he almost said it. Mitsuhide almost made a promise to you that he would cherish you forever. He almost broke his own vow to himself that ho would never stain his lips with these three words. But he bit his tongue in just a right time.

He loved you, of course he did, don’t get him wrong. Everything about you made him a happier man so it surely was love. Mitsuhide just wasn’t ready yet to make that promise. He needed time - a day, a week, a month. Maybe a year or a couple of them.

„I would like some sake.” He finally managed to say and his infamous grin returned to his lips. „I’m a bit thirsty, aren’t you, little mouse?”

Another smack was made on his thigh by you. He laughed and you laughed with him knowing very well this wasn’t his final wish. But you let it slip, because you knew him - if he didn’t want to tell you something, he wouldn’t.

I love you was a promise and Mitsuhide wasn’t a fool who wanted to play with it without knowing the rules. He was not someone who disregarded it and juggled with words. So he would wait as long as it takes for you both to be ready to vow to yourselves the future together. Beautiful future together.

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Coelum - Chapter 2 [Well, in that case, welcome to Eldarya.] - Nevra x Ayla

Title: Coelum

Chapter: 2 [Well, in that case, welcome to Eldarya.]

Pairing: Nevra x Ayla (my oc)

Warnings: none I think

A/N: Hello! I am new here and I would like to present you my ff with Nevra from Eldarya! I spent a lot of time on it and I think it’s awesome (hihihi). It is a long story but I intend to post chapters regularly. I hope you’ll like it! Please leave some feedback! Also know that English is not my native language so there can be some mistakes. Love you all!

Here you can find:

Chapter 1

Voices. At least five different voices, male and female. At times they merged into one, but in general I was able to understand what the discussion they had was about. Something heavy laid on my chest, but to my surprise it felt like something helpful, not dangerous. My first instinct was to grab it, but I remained still. I tried not to move or open my eyes in order not to reveal that I was conscious. After all, I still didn’t know where I was and whether I was safe there. Judging by the reaction of the female fox to my presence, I was rather not welcome here. Only… where is it “here”? What was this place?

Every moment I felt more and more pain in the side of my head. Something was also placed on it, but it was lighter. It resembled a compress that is prepared in the event of a fever or head injury.

“She should wake up any moment.” Said one of the voices, feminine and melodious. "She hit her head on a fall, but I don’t see any signs of a serious injury.”

"Do we know why she is here?” Asked a second, masculine, very calm voice.

“No.” A woman whose voice I recognized answered. It was the fox lady. “She fainted before I could ask her anything.”

"Knowing you, Miiko,” Miiko? Is that her name? “You sent her to the dungeons before she could even think about the answer.” The third voice that I didn’t know, belonged to a man. After the way he spoke, I was sure he was smiling now.

“I don’t have time to deal with lost girls.”

"How did she get here?” Another voice unknown to me joined the discussion. This time it was a woman. She had a high and slightly high-pitched voice. She seemed young, or at least younger than the rest.

A strong throb in my head interrupted my eavesdropping. I winced, and then the conversation stopped. I had the impression that everyone was looking at me.

“We’ll have the opportunity to find out soon enough.”

Someone took what was previously on my chest. Suddenly I felt worse, as if my lungs had more difficulty breathing than before. I had to focus hard to be able to breathe normally. Instinctively I grabbed my chest.

"Oh, I’m sorry,” I heard and the item returned to my chest. Everything returned to normal then. “You are not yet used to the level of maana.”

With each passing moment I had more and more questions in my head, and I could not open my eyes to look around the room. Something told me that only then I would be confused.

I slowly opened my eyelids. I did everything carefully, after all I didn’t know what I was dealing with.

Above me was a ceiling lined with glowing stones - it looked as if someone had closed the bulbs in colored crystals. Fortunately, the light was not bright enough to blind me. Behind me there was certainly a window, because although I couldn’t see it, I noticed the orange light that came from the setting sun. It was a well-known view to me, because the windows in my apartment were facing west, so every evening I could see warm sunshine.

I turned my head to look at the direction from which the voices were coming, and then I saw several heads staring at me. Some seemed intrigued by me, which I deduced from frowning or wide-eyed eyes, while others didn’t care. My attention was caught by a boy whose head stuck out like a unicorn. He was smiling slightly at me, but his eyebrows were drawn, so I couldn’t clearly read his intentions. However, he looked the most accessible of all.

He certainly seemed nicer than the blue-haired man who stood a little to the side and looked at me as if I was just hurting his dog. He probably didn’t like my presence there. Welcome to the club, mate, I don’t like it here either. Next to him was another man, pale and muscular. He looked tense, though he had a swarthy smile on his lips. I couldn’t miss the band he wore on one eye. Pirate, huh?

“Welcome back among the living” at the sound of a woman’s voice, I turned my head quickly the other way and immediately regretted it, because the pain I experienced caused me to moan. I had a high tolerance for pain, but what I felt then was almost unbearable. “Slowly, don’t make any sudden movements.”

The woman leaned over me, and then I noticed that she had gray skin and pointed ears. Just like the elves my mother read about when I was little. Were these Halloween costumes? Or maybe I came to another dimension? If so, how can I come back?

She grabbed the compress that had laid on my head, then dipped it in a bowl next to the bed and put it back on my forehead. I felt immediate relief.

"Thank you.” I croaked.

“Look, she speaks.” I heard and turned my head back to the cluster, this time I did it slower.

“Ezarel, you could control yourself for a moment.” The man who stood next to the fox admonished the blue-haired man. His clothing caught my eye, or rather that his shirt had a hole and perfectly exposed his stomach muscles. I scanned his body slowly, and when I found my face I saw that he was smiling at me gently. He looked friendly, although he was a bit intimidating. “What is your name?” This time he turned straight to me.

“Ay—” I cleared my throat because my voice didn’t sound right. “Ayla.”

“Very pretty name.” The blond replied, and the vixen grunted. I wanted to roll my eyes, but at the last moment I controlled myself. She seemed to have power here, so I didn’t particularly want to offend her.

Right next to the two stood a girl with beautiful red hair, with rabbit ears sticking out. It was definitely she who owned the high-pitched voice I had heard before. She didn’t seem to be particularly interested in me, she was rather in her world of thoughts.

I gently rose to have a better position in case I had to run. Although I had a poor chance to get out of this room because they were standing between me and the door, I preferred to be prepared for a possible run.

“You don’t have to fear us, we won’t hurt you. We just want to know how did you get here.” Blond continued the conversation. That’s what serial killers say before getting rid of their victims. At least, that’s how they show it in the movies. His words did not calm me down at all. "We do not hide that your appearance is a surprise to us.”

“I don’t… I don’t know that.” I replied after a moment. I tried to sound convincing, but stuttering did not add credibility to me, quite the opposite.

“This conversation doesn’t lead to anything.” The vixen grunted, and the strange blue flame began to come out of her cane again. I instinctively shuddered and clung to the bed harder.

“We can’t stress her because she won’t tell us anything.” The man who stood behind the fair-haired man and Miiko spoke for the first time. He was tall and well-built, but he didn’t look friendly. He had a rather bored expression on his face, as if I wasn’t the first lost girl he had seen. It was rather suspicious.

“Maybe we should just use other methods.” Dark-haired pirate suggested, and my throat went dry. That smile didn’t leave his face, which worried me even more.

“We will not question her as if she was a criminal. She didn’t do anything wrong.” The unicorn spoke and I was grateful for that. He and the blond were the only ones who didn’t see me as a threat here.

"She appeared in the Crystal Room in the middle of the day, and now she is playing a fool and pretending she doesn’t know what’s going on. In my opinion, it is breaking some law.” Blue-haired said, but others seemed to ignore his comment.

"I really don’t know how I got here.” I took a deep breath and continued. “I was on the beach and… and… I-I… and I wanted to go home…” Lying was never my strong point, but now I didn’t have much choice. I had to tell them what had happened, but I also wanted to avoid some topics. “Then I heard a howl, and then I saw the blue light coming out of the cave. I went there and found a strange circle made of colorful mushrooms and fireflies flying around. This interested me, so I came closer, and when I got inside the circle… I… I came here. Wherever >>here<< is.”

"And then you passed out.” The light-haired elf added, and I just nodded. “Fortunately, nothing bad happened to you. You may only have headaches and breathing difficulties due to the content of maana in the air that you are not used to, but they should pass in a while.”

“Maana?” I asked, but my question was never answered.

“So you really don’t know where you are?” The unicorn asked after a moment of silence. I shook my head and he smiled gently. „Well, in that case, welcome to Eldarya.”

***

“Thank you for saving me from the cell. I don’t quite understand what this is all about, and it certainly wouldn’t be easier for me to find out in prison.” I murmured as Kero put a glass of orange juice in front of me and sat down in the chair on my right.

Immediately after the nurse announced that I was able to breathe on my own, Miiko wanted to lock me in the dungeons until my fate was known. Fortunately, the unicorn immediately opposed it and somehow managed to convince the rest of the company that I would remain free for a while.

Apparently I came here quite by accident. This mushroom circle was a portal, most likely left by the witch. Unfortunately, it was a one-sided portal, so coming back in the same way was out of the question. At least, that’s what I was told. I wasn’t sure I could trust them. They didn’t have a reason to lie to me, but I learned long ago that you can’t trust someone immediately after meeting them.

It meant that I had to acclimatize myself somehow, and it was really hard for me to do without knowing anything about this world.

"You don’t have to thank me.” The boy replied sipping what looked like apple juice from a glass. “I understand that it’s hard for you, and locking you anywhere won’t help you. After all, you’re not a criminal, are you?”

I smiled slightly because talking to him was really pleasant. Despite his strange appearance and the horn sticking out of his forehead, he seemed perfectly normal.

“No, I’m not.” I grunted between sips of drink. “Tell me .. What is Eldarya? Is this another dimension? Or maybe a lost city? Is it more like Atlantis or Wonderland?”

The unicorn frowned but smiled at my words. He probably thought that my questions were weird, though they were perfectly reasonable for me.

“Eldarya is the land where the faeries live. Surely you’ve heard of us from legends or fairy tales.” He explained, and I just raised my eyebrows. "You know… Vampires, elves, mermaids.”

“It’s hard for me to believe.” I gasped, but Kero didn’t seem to care at all about my attitude.

“Do you really think I’m a human considering this protruding horn and tail?” He knocked on the horn and it began to turn blue. I leaned back in my chair automatically. Maybe he was telling the truth. “I’m a unicorn.”

“So you are a horse?” I blurted out before I could think. Judging by the Kero’s expression, this question was rather inappropriate.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude.” I murmured, smiling apologetically. I didn’t want to alienate the only person who didn’t think bad of me in this land. Well, I wasn’t counting the light-haired man. There was something strange about him and I really did not want to have anything to do with him for now.

Kero rocked in his chair and frowned, but then returned my smile.

„It’s okay. I’m not angry.” He took the glass from me when it was empty, then stood up and walked towards the counter, behind which stood the non-friendly man. It wasn’t that he had horns and an unusually hairy chest. His negative expression simply caused me not to want to greet him. Fortunately, he also did not have such plans, because as soon as I approached, he turned and left. “Do you have any more questions?”

“Yes, lots of them actually.”

„Okay, so maybe I will tell you the short version of what I know and if you have more questions, you’ll ask them after. Alright?”

„Yeah.”

The place where I was was called the General Headquarters of the Guard of El. Kero very proudly talked about what they do there and about the hierarchy they have. I tried to keep up with his explaining, but sometimes he would confuse me with things I didn’t know. Either way, it was amazing how quickly I absorbed more information about Eldarya. After a few minutes I knew the names of all the guards, as well as the names of their bosses. The rest of the details may have escaped me, but I already knew the general outline of the situation.

I was not mistaken, the boss of all the bosses was Miiko. She didn’t look friendly or act like that, so even despite Kero’s assurances that she was very nice and approachable, I preferred to stay away from her. Her right hand man was Leiftan, a light-haired man, but I didn’t learn anything about him except that he was a lorialet. Whatever it was.

Blue-haired man was Ezarel, according to the unicorn he was as mean as he seemed. He was the head of the Absinthe Guard and I don’t know why, but the name made me laugh. Maybe because the color of the head of the guard was the color of the drink that the guard had the name from. I didn’t know.

They dealt with broadly understood alchemy, of which I have heard only from legends. However, this has never been in a good context.

Nevra, the sexy pirate who was trying to get information from me by torture, was the head of the Shadow Guard. Kero immediately told me not to talk to him, because his attitude towards women was peculiar. And because I usually didn’t like such types, I just nodded and asked about the other guards.

Last was Valkyon - statue, not a person. From the story of the unicorn he seemed to be a friendly individual, not very talkative, but good at his job. He managed the Obsidian Guard. Its members were the strongest faeries of the whole guard. It certainly wasn’t the place for me.

"So Guard of El is keeping peace in Eldarya?” I asked Kero after a long lecture when we sat down by the beautiful fountain in the middle of the grassy square. Around us were many trees and flowers that I did not know from Earth. Everything here was so colorful and full of life. Everywhere I looked there was something that caught my attention. At the moment, they were water lilies, or at least flowers reminiscent of them, floating in the water next to us.

“Not only that. We also help faeries who don’t have a place in Eldarya.” The unicorn pointed to the houses we were passing by recently. "This is a village whose inhabitants are faeries. They are in a difficult situation. Usually these are political refugees, but there will also be a few faeries who came here after the crystal broke.”

Crystal. This big blue stone that had been the first thing I had seen after arriving here. I did not think that a piece of stone could be so important for the inhabitants of Eldarya. No wonder Miiko had gotten nervous when she had seen me.

"That’s kind of you.”

"It’s our duty.” Kero adjusted his glasses before continuing. “We are somewhat responsible for the breakdown of the crystal, so we are also responsible for the faeries who suffered losses as a result of this catastrophe.”

“After all, I’m impressed.” I smiled brightly at him. “Not everyone could take that responsibility.” The boy nodded, letting me know that he appreciated my words. “If I can ask you something more…”

“Go ahead.”

“What role do you play in guard?”

Kero blushed slightly and looked away. Apparently, he didn’t like to talk about himself too much. Or maybe just his position was not prestigious enough to boast about it? Still, I wanted to know what work has been doing.

“I run a library with Ykhar. I archive documents. Boring.”

“No, not at all.” I replied a little saddened at how he talked about what he was doing. “It definitely has its charm. Tell me more!”

"Well, I’m not the head of the guard, but in fact, my work has its charm. Yesterday, for example— ”

“Keroshane!” A high-pitched boyish voice interrupted the unicorn half-sentence. After a while a boy appeared before us. He was panting heavily, and on his cheeks there were stains caused probably by tears. It effectively distracted me from the ram’s horns sticking out of his head. “My companion has disappeared!”

Companion?

“Again?”

“Yes! He was my friend!” More tears began to gather in the boy’s eyes with each passing moment. "I want my friend back!”

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Kero was slightly irritated by the boy’s loud behavior.

"Hi.” The child turned towards me. “Maybe I can help you, huh?”

“Who are you?” The toddler asked suspiciously looking at me. He looked cute when he frowned slightly.

“I’m Ayla. I came here from a very distant land and I will gladly help you find your friend.” At my explanation, the boy grinned and the unicorn looked at me strangely. He was probably surprised that I immediately wanted to help this child. "You just have to tell me what your friend looks like.”

"It’s Crylasm!” The boy replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I smiled though I had no idea what that meant. Was it some kind of companion? If I had to stay here for a while, would I have to learn it all? “I am Mery, by the way.”

The boy smiled, showing a row of white teeth and at the sight of it my stomach squeezed.

"Nice to meet you, Mery. It looks like I am going to look for your friend.”

"Cool! Do you promise to find him?” When I nodded in the affirmative gesture, the boy squeaked, then ran away as if nothing had happened. His behavior was not at all different from the children of Earth. If it wasn’t for these horns, I could easily compare him to the kids I used to work with in the theater.

"Crylasm, huh?” I grunted when Mery was far enough not to hear us. “What the hell is this Crylasm?”

Kero burst out laughing, and after a while I was laughing too. Who would have thought that when, after many days of bottomless sadness, I was grinning and smiling, would it be in a magical land I came across while entering a mushroom circle? Definitely not me.

***

Sheep with wings, huh? Where should I look for a sheep with wings?

Armed with something that looked like cream ice cream on a stick with sprinkles and a small map of the Headquarters, I went in search of Mery’s familiar. The task may not have been difficult for an ordinary Eldarya inhabitant, but someone like me, a foreigner, could have many problems with it.

The first was that I didn’t know what Crylasm looked like at all, and the term “sheep with wings” was not very helpful. Kero didn’t tell me anything but “when you find him, you’ll know it’s him.” It wasn’t enough for me to at least imagine it.

Another difficulty I encountered was the search area. The Headquarters was huge, and it was not said at all that the companion could not go beyond it. The unicorn wanted to make the task a little easier for me by drawing a makeshift map of the area, but I had to admit that I had never seen a more useless plan in my life.

There was still the ice-cream that I had to walk with, because it was supposedly Crylasm’s food. It didn’t look bad, it also smelled quite nice, but it didn’t seem like food, but rather a snack. However, I wasn’t the specialist here, Kero was, so all I did was shut up and got this ice cream from a strange flying cat.

Along the way, I pinched myself several times to make sure it wasn’t a dream, but instead of waking up, I only had a few red marks on my hand. I could believe everything - a magical land, talking unicorns with glasses on their noses, glowing crystals that give power. But flying cats that can talk and run their boutiques? Seriously?

The first place I looked was in the village, which was definitely a mistake. Almost immediately I was noticed by Nevra, a person with whom I did not want to have anything in common. Honestly, with most of the Light Guard members, I didn’t feel like talking in that moment.

“Are you visiting the area?” He asked before I could turn back and escape. Although he would probably be able to catch up with me anyway. „Or maybe you’re trying to escape from here?“

The man put his hands in pockets and leaned against the tree, next to which I stood, completely blocking my vision.

"I’m looking for someone.” I replied. “Something.” I sighed. „A Crylasm, I mean.” I folded my arms. Talking to him wasn’t as easy as talking to Kero.

Nevra laughed nonchalantly, revealing his teeth, and two clearly visible fangs among them.

“You lost a companion?”

“Not me, Mery.” I replied briefly and, wanting to pass him, I took a step to the side, but he again blocked my way. I reflexively tensed myself and withdrew. The situation in which I found myself began to please me less and less with each passing moment.

Smirk came off his face, but he didn’t change his position.

“I’ll help you.”

“No thanks.”

“That wasn’t a question.”

“And that wasn’t an answer but a refusal.”

He squinted his eye, and then a slight wrinkle appeared on his forehead.

“Which places have you already searched?” I guess there was no refusal with him, because Nevra continued as if nothing had happened.

I sighed and looked around to find something that could help me get rid of him, but after a while I realized it made no sense.

“I’ve just started.”

“Great, so we’re going to the glade.”

“What? Why?”

“Because if I was a Crylasm I would have fled there.”

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akianee · 5 years ago

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Hahaha i also got only one 😡 this must be a joke

I got just one illustration... ONE! Wtf Beemoov?!

#eldarya

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akianee · 6 years ago

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I love it! Can’t wait for more!

Coelum - Chapter 1 [She’s a human] - Nevra x Ayla

Title: Coelum

Chapter: 1 [She’s a human]

Pairing: Nevra x Ayla (my oc)

Warnings: depression, suicidal thoughts, mental illness, weapon

The rays of the Californian sun pleasantly enveloped my face, causing blushes to appear on my cheeks. Only a thin layer of sunblock prevented my skin from fully absorbing the harmful UV light.

Every muscle in my body begged me to lie down on the sand, but I couldn’t take my eyes off the calm ocean waves. This view has always calmed me down, so since I was a child I used to come here when I wanted to breathe. Fortunately, not many people knew this place, because getting to it was difficult and required going through unpleasant brushwood. Only occasionally did I see other loners or couples on romantic dates here.

The phone in my pocket started vibrating, so I took it out smoothly, but when I saw the unknown number on the screen I put it back. I was sure that I was called by a person whose voice I did not want to hear for the rest of my life.

I adjusted the ponytail, which had relaxed slightly so that my waist-long hair wouldn’t scrape the sand. Its length annoyed me. I have been thinking for some time about shortening it so that it is not so annoying, but everyone, including my promoter, claimed that it was nonsense, because it gave me charm.

The sun was slowly going down, which meant I should gather. My mother was probably waiting for me at home to ask about today’s ballet rehearsal. She would probably say again that I wasn’t trying hard enough and completely wasted all she had done for me so that I would be in the place where I was now. I looked down between my legs.

I’ve never stolen anything in my life. Except for the gun, which was now lying on the sand and causing me mixed feelings. On the one hand, when I looked at it like that, I wanted to vomit. It reminded me of those bad moments of my life that went on forever and nothing could ever make them end.

I’ve been drowning in the dark for a long time, I knew that. Day by day I got out of bed just to accept the ubiquitous criticism. To be humiliated and destroyed. Even so, I went on with all this, deluding myself that it would pass. But now hope, like joy and happiness, has left me.

On the other hand, I saw relief in this gun. Suffering would end. Maybe I would come back as something nice? For example a butterfly? Or maybe a free bird that could soar in the sky? Or maybe I would just go to hell and spend the rest of my eternity there? Or when I pull the trigger there would be nothing but darkness?

I took the weapon and weighed it in my hand. It was heavy. I didn’t know if it seemed like that because it really was, or knowing that this was a real weapon I was going to hurt myself with, added its weight. My familiarity with the weapon was too small for me to know the exact weight of the gun, but large enough to know how to hold it.

My hands didn’t even tremble when I raised it and set it in front of my face. I didn’t cry, wept or had second thoughts. I was afraid, yes, but I was even more terrified of my further life. People are afraid of death because they do not know what awaits them on the other side. I knew that it couldn’t be worse.

The phone started vibrating again, but this time I didn’t even take it out of my pocket.

I closed my eyes and listened to the surroundings for the last time. At that moment, everything seemed so peaceful and in its place. Hell, even I felt like this was where I belonged. Ocean waves gently broke the shore, trees and bushes buzzed under the influence of the wind, and birds screeched flying over me. Only one sound did not match the surroundings.

A strange howl was coming from the cave behind me. It would not be anything extraordinary, because many animals hide there from the sun. Countless times I found homeless dogs or raccoons there. But I’ve never heard such a sound coming from inside the cave.

I turned to look in that direction, and then I noticed the blue light coming from behind the stones. It was so intense that it caused me to wipe my eyes. Were there any people there? But I didn’t see anyone coming that way…

Just thinking that there might be someone in the cave, I quickly put my pistol in my training bag. Maybe I wanted to kill myself, but I wouldn’t do it knowing that someone would see it. I wouldn’t want to destroy someone’s mental health.

I took two deep breaths and rubbed my face with my hands before I decided to get up and examine the strange light. I was slowly realizing what I was planning to do and with each moment I felt worse and worse. My hands began to sweat and I discovered that I couldn’t focus on anything. I was starting to panic.

I hung the sports bag and the other one with a laptop on my shoulder and went to the cave, shouting innocent “Hello?” Nobody answered me, and the light was still as intense. When I went inside, I found that colorful mushrooms had grown up next to one of the walls. They did not look natural, so for a moment I did not want to approach them, but when I saw the fireflies flying around them, my legs led me that way. The mushrooms were the source of the blue glow and strange sound.

First, I examined with my foot whether they were there and they were not a figment of my tired mind. Amazingly, the glowing insects did not respond to any of my movements. They behaved as if I wasn’t there at all.

“Hello? Anyone here?” I asked loudly but all I heard was an echo.

I squatted down to get a better look at the mushrooms. At that moment I regretted not having my brother with me who was an expert in such things and would probably know what kind of change it was. With my finger, I stroked the hat of one of them, and then I felt a weak tingling in my hand. A similar feeling accompanied me when by accident a wrongly plugged outlet shocked me. This time, however, it was a weaker feeling.

I wouldn’t be myself if I didn’t check the other side of the circle formed by mushrooms. Just what figure they created was strange, but I didn’t want to draw any conclusions without getting to know the subject better. I stepped inside the circle confidently, and then something seemed to hit my chest.

I felt an indescribable pain. Half-bent I tried to catch my breath. Fortunately, this condition did not last long, because after a while the ailments ceased, and they were replaced by a feeling of blissful peace. Is this how a person feels when they die?

Was I dying?

I closed my eyes wanting to enjoy this experience, but then something unexpected happened. Instead of a sandy-stony surface, my feet were on a flat floor, and the temperature felt drastically dropped.

After opening my eyes, I was no longer at my beach, but in a strange round room with large windows and colorful mosaics on the ceiling. I touched my forehead to make sure that I had full power over my body. I was hoping it was just a dream or hallucination and I would return to the cave, but when I stood still and watched the room I was in, nothing happened.

Maybe I had just hit my head and it was only a dream caused by an injury?

I quickly took the phone out of my pocket to check the time and date, because something told me I should do it, but I only came across a black screen. My hands started shaking and my breathing suddenly started to be problematic.

Damn. Please, tell me it’s a dream.

I frantically looked around the room again. My attention was focused on the sculpture in its center. At least it looked like a sculpture to me. A colorful thing resembling a crystal was implanted in what looked like a large incubator. I took a few steps towards the blue stone. It was beautiful and kind of mesmerizing. As I reached out to touch it, I heard a voice behind me shouting that I should stay away.

Like a burned man, I jumped back and then quickly turned away.

"Who you are? What are you doing here?” Question after question came from a woman with a very strange appearance. Her ears were protruding from her head, which looked as if they were implanted in her skin, and four tails like the ones that foxes have protruded from her behind. It’s just that they were black. "Who sent you here?”

I frowned because I couldn’t understand what she was talking to me. Who sent me? Good question.

"I… I don’t know where I am.” I said after a moment. My voice broke. Reflexively, I put my hands on my chest. I was slowly losing the rest of my composure.

“How is that?” Her voice was getting sharper, and a blue fire started coming out of the cane she was holding in her left hand.

“I-I …” I swallowed hard. “Did I die?”

Her expression softened for a moment as she looked at me, but then anger reappeared on her face.

„She’s a human,” said the fox lady. "Jamon, take her to the dungeons, I don’t have time for this.”

Dungeons?!

Before I could protest, I felt my legs bend under me. Everything was spinning and I wasn’t even able to catch anything so as not to fall. My whole body fell to the ground, and the last thing I saw was an unnaturally large figure leaning over me and reaching out his hand towards me.

#eldarya #nevra

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