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The chocolate covered strawberries representing Laurance and Aphmau's relationship got me thinking about Garroth.

I think his and Aphmau's relationship is represented by the ring and flowercrown he left for her in early season 1.

Aphmau took the flowercrown (acknowledging his good traits), but completely looked over the ring (his confession of love).

The whole time she knew how good of a man he was, how devoted and loyal and protective. But she couldn't see his true feelings (this makes sense when you compare it to Laurance's blatant flirtation).

And by the time she did realize his feelings, too much had changed. She had to trade in her flowercrown for a helmet to wear during war. The ring was long gone by then, much like Garroth was long gone in the Irene Dimension.

The flowercrown and the ring. You acknowledged me, but not in the way I hoped.

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i love minecraft diaries

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Replaying Mass Effect and I’m going to try to romance a different- and oh look I’m romancing Kaidan Alenko again.

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Let’s take ibuprofen together 🫶

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im a garmau stan first and human second

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Thinking about garmau rn :(

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I have so many ideas on how to rewrite Garmau it’s not even funny

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I’ve been rewriting Garmau scenes that’ve inspired me as I’m rewatching MCD, please enjoy another rewrite! :)

Her fingers brushed along the ridges of the stone walls, feeling every crack and dip as the rough texture dragged along her finger tips. Aphmau spent much of her time renovating this building just for Garroth. She could've enlisted Brendon's help, but something told her to construct it herself, the gift felt more personal this way. She didn't know why she felt compelled to build this all herself, surely it would’ve been an easier task had she done so with some assistance. Despite her lack of aid however, the guard post was now complete.

As she set one foot onto the beginnings of the ladder she felt her heartbeat quicken, she was nervous. Of course she was nervous, she just spent all this time constructing this Guard Post just for him. She felt a slight anxiety nip at her mind, "What if he doesn't like it?" She thought to herself, but she quickly shook these thoughts away. Of course he'd love it, it sometimes felt as if he'd love anything as long as it came from her. She nervously bit the inside of her cheek at this vaguely romantic thought, but pushed it aside.

She reached the second floor and pulled herself up, making a mental note to replace the ladder with a set of stairs. Aphmau scanned the empty room, catching a glint of diamond outside the window. A smile stretched across her face as she excitedly opened the balcony doors.

Garroth leaned over the wooden railings as he looked over Phoenix Drop, he seemed to be deep in thought.

"Garroth! There you are." Her smile was warm and wide as she awaited his reaction, but inside she could feel her heart pounding anxiously.

His hands gripped the railing a bit tighter as his head bowed slightly, "Aphmau this is...this is too much," His shoulders slumped downwards as he shook his head gently, his now repaired helmet clinked slightly at the movement.

Aphmau's smile faded as her brows burrowed in confusion.

Garroth sighed, "You didn't have to do this for me..."

"Garroth..." her anxiety slowly faded and was then replaced with a feeling of compassion, "you deserve this."

Aphmau could see Garroth visibly brighten at her words, he stood up a bit straighter and she could see his helmet now properly face her, "Thank you. No one has ever done anything this kind for me, I..." his voice faltered, he seemed to be at a loss for words. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he nervously looked to the ground, "I don't know what to say..."

It pained her to see him so surprised, so shocked that someone would do something as kind as this for him. In her heart she truly believed that he deserved this. She smiled sweetly at him, "Don't mention it."

"You mean a lot to me Aphmau," his next words were spoken softly, "know that..."

She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride fill her heart. She liked knowing that Garroth thought so highly of her, just as she thought highly of him. Yes he was her guard, but she cared for him deeply, just as she did for the other villagers of Phoenix Drop—perhaps even more so.

"I'll make sure this village is absolutely protected."

His words snapped her out of her musings, bringing her back to the present. "Yes of course, and thank you Garroth. I'm glad I have you here to protect us, there's no one else I'd trust for this."

"Of course my Lord."

She sensed that their conversation was coming to a close and made a move to leave, but faltered.

“Is something the matter?” Garroth looked at her quizzically.

“No nothing just, Garroth…would you mind if I stayed with you?” Her hand laid on the door handle, ready to leave in case he said no, but her grasp was light—she was hoping he’d say yes.

“Stay with me?” He seemed surprised by her request, but his shock subsided as quick as it came, “Yes of course my lady.” He turned to face the railings once again, his elbows leaning against them as he looked over all of Phoenix Drop. As Aphmau settled beside him his eyes shifted, taking a moment to gaze upon her as she admired their home.

The view was beautiful.

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Decided to rewrite the scene where Aphmau sees Garroth’s face for the first time because I’m insane !!

Aphmau paused for a moment as she reached the mine's entrance. After finally having her own thoughts and fears laid to rest she finally took a moment to realize what she's about to do, to realize what this information might do to Garroth. Zenix was like a son to him, he took him in when he was young and raised the boy to the best of his abilities. However, now....he'll never see him the same, not after learning about his horrendous deeds, what he did to this village, to their previous lord and his family. Aphmau took a deep breath, reminding herself to tread carefully when approaching this subject with Garroth, the wounds were still fresh after all.

She began her descent into the mines.

"Garroth...?" Before her was a man slumped over, seated on the raw cobblestone ground. He held his head low in one hand as the other gripped a diamond sword. It stood tall in front of his crestfallen form, almost as if it was shielding him from others, from her.

Garroth cracked one eye open as he looked up at her before shutting it again, he winced in pain and turned his head to the side, avoiding her gaze, "Don't look at me Aphmau..."

Aphmau paused with her mouth slightly agape, he was nothing like she'd imagined him to be. For one, she expected the man to be far older than what he seemed to be, perhaps due to the way he spoke or the way in which he carried himself. Instead, a decently young man was presented before her. She let herself study his features for a moment, noting his feathery blond hair and cerulean blue eyes.

"Garroth...your face..."

He sighed deeply, "I failed the village...it's people...everyone," his voice was gruff and filled with anger, but then grew somber, "even you..."

"That's nonsense!" Instinctively, Aphmau stepped towards him with a hand out, ready to comfort him, but she stopped herself, "You're my knight..."

Garroth remained silent.

Aphmau's heart panged slightly, knowing that her words weren't enough to comfort him.

Against her better judgement she decided to ask the one question that had been plaguing her mind since she first set eyes on Garroth's unmasked figure, "Why did you hide your face?"

He paused for a moment before finally facing her, looking straight into her big brown eyes, "I never wanted you to see me like this."

Her eyes softened under his gaze as she tilted her head quizzically, "But why...?"

Garroth spent so long wearing a helmet that he forgot how intimate a look could be, it was all too much too quickly so he averted her gaze once again, "It's a long story, one I'd rather not get into at the moment...maybe ever, but did you manage to find Levin's mother?"

"Yes." Aphmau's tone grew heavy as she lowered her gaze.

He felt her eyes leave him. His diamond sword was still propped up in front of him, almost acting as a barrier between them. Hearing her shaky voice pulled at his emotions and despite feeling exposed and vulnerable, he dropped it to the side and reached out to her. Without thinking, he outstretched his hand in an attempt to hold hers, but he stoped himself. Garroth realized that this touch would be far too intimate for a Lord and her guard to share, so instead he gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze, urging her to continue.

She wiped away a stray tear, "I found her but...Zenix."

He froze.

"He was holding her captive. I wanted to save her, bring her back to Levin and let them be a family again but..." Aphmau sighed deeply before once again turning to face him, "She decided to stay behind, for Levin's sake. She said they'd hurt him if she didn't..."

Garroth gently removed his hand from her shoulder, sliding down her upper arm before returning to him, "What a noble woman, to make such a sacrifice like that...to stay away from her son for his own safety."

Aphmau looked into his eyes for a moment, pensively chewing the inside of her cheek as she pondered something.

He felt the intense urge to look away, but instead held her gaze.

"Do you...remember her?"

He took a moment to think, digging deep into his mind in search of any recollection of Matilda, his brows furrowed in thought. "Matilda...No, I've never heard the name. I would remember too."

"Hm, I see..." Aphmau hummed in acceptance, realizing that Garroth was also affected by the magic that caused the village to forget their previous Lord.

Garroth shut his eyes and sighed deeply before suddenly standing up, "This is too much to take in Aphmau, way too much. Zenix was...I raised him since he was a kid. To think that he was involved in the murder of a Lord...what village was it anyway?"

Aphmau froze, his deep blue eyes were looking down on her and bore into her soul, twisting her heart with guilt. He was right, this was all too much for him. Aphmau knew that this would push him over the edge, so she lied. His eyes were so full of sadness and regret, how could she not lie? How could she do nothing else but spare his feelings? "I...I don't know, he didn't say."

"I see. I wouldn't imagine he'd tell you anyways." Garroth sighed and rubbed a hand over his face, only now did Aphmau realize just how exhausted he looked. "Well it seems like you need some well deserved rest."

He extended out his hand, offering to help Aphmau up. She took his hand and he lifted her to her feet, "What're you going to do now?"

"I'm going to stay down here for a few hours, I need some time to recover my pride. I'm not running I just...it becomes overwhelming, failing so many people in the village." He reached down to pick up his sword, no longer looking at Aphmau.

"You didn't fail anyone, Garroth. I swear." Her words were stern as she clenched her teeth, she never wanted him to blame himself, ever.

"Kind words Aphmau," he was now facing away from her, but he smiled softly to himself before returning back to his somber expression, "but they don't help how I feel right now. I'll be back to helping up there, right now I think I'm going to mine some materials and try to clear my head from this mood I'm in. We'll talk more about what to do with Levin tomorrow." Garroth turned to look at Aphmau before giving her a reassuring smile, "Let's just make sure he's got a nice roof over his head to keep him warm."

A loving smile stretched across her face as she thought of Levin and how lucky he was to have someone as kind as Garroth in his life...how lucky she was.

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The intense urge to rewrite MCD.

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Where yo clothes at…….

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