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[felicityphoenix5]

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[felicityphoenix5]

Day Two of WIP posting: Cryptid AU, or one of the many AUs I've made of my OCs. and the only one that exists outside of my head.

Chapter One: Into Shadows

“Snow, I'm going to be honest here, this forest has some bad vibes…” Les says, glancing at the trees around them nervously.

Snow huffs, not looking back as she picks her way around a bush. “I know, Les, you’ve mentioned. We all know you don’t like the Grove. we get it, it has “bad vibes”.” Snow says. “Whatever “bad vibes” are…” she grumbles.

Les jumps as Rune steps on a stick, the crack echoing through the far too quiet forest. 

“Listen, okay, I- I just think that maybe this was a bad idea! Surely you’ve heard the stories about this place?!” Les sounds slightly panicked, and Rune puts a protective hand on his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down while still following Snow.

She snorts, rolling her eyes. “Yeah, I have, and they’re a load of sealcrap.” 

“You’d think that, wouldn’t you?! How do you explain all the adventurers walking in and never walking out?! They’re clothing washed downstream?!”

Snow hesitates before saying sharply, “They obviously were stupid enough to get themselves killed. Luckily, we’re too smart to die.”

Rune chuckles at that, and Snow flashes him a grin over her shoulder.

Les crosses his arms, annoyed. “Do you even know where we’re going?” he asks.

“Of course!” Snow replies. “All we have to do is follow this river,” She gestures to the bubbling creek on her left, “and we’ll be out of the Grove in no time!”

Les shakes his head worriedly. “It can’t be that simple.” he mutters. “If it’s that easy, someone would’ve walked out of this forest alive.”

Neither Snow nor Rune answer him, and they walk on in silence.

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The shadows are longer on the ground when Rune finally voices something that’s been nagging him for a while.

“We’re walking in circles.”

Snow stops, looking back at her partner. “Oh yeah? And how do you know that?”

Rune wordlessly points to a nearby tree with three stab marks in it. “I did that two hours ago.” He says.

Les’s eyes widen and his inky feathers puff up in fear. “Oh stars, oh spirits, this is how it starts, we’re going to die-“

“Les, relax.” Snow snaps, pointedly ignoring the way the back of her neck prickles warily. “We’re not going to die!” 

He glares at her. “O-oh really, Snow? Because the way I see it, we’re lost in a creepy forest with countless horror stories about it and a 100% mortality rate! We have no idea where we’re going, and nightfall is swiftly approaching!! We are so going to die!!!”

Snow takes a deep breath, thinking through possible solutions. “Okay, so we’re probably lost-“

“”Probably?”” Rune says quietly.

“But I can fix this. Les,” She says, pointing at the avian. ”I need you to fly up out of the canopy, see where we are in relation to everything else.” 

Les glances upwards nervously, opening his mouth to try and argue. He seems to realize that this was the best option they had at the moment, looking back at his friends before nodding tersely, stretching his pitch black wings and taking flight. His wing beats disturb the leaves on the ground as he soars higher into the Shadowed Grove.

[felicityphoenix5]

since my six-months-on-tumblr anniversary is in- *checks notes* one week, thought id celebrate by posting one of my wips/snippets every day (other than this one, they'll all be scheduled)

So to start things off, a little oneshot of how Les met Snow and Rune: (975 words)

It’s cold here. It’s so, so cold in The Winter Territories. I don’t know what I was expecting, it has “Winter” in its name after all. I am unprepared for the freezing winds and frigid temperatures, and even though it feels like my hands are going to fall off, I’m fine. I’m fine because if I’m cold then I’m not there. I’m fine because even if I die, I’m not dying there. I’m free. I’m not his anymore. I am free from that cage, and even though I’m hungry and cold and it feels like my wings are falling off, I’m better than I ever was back there. I’m better, I’m fine, I’m better, I’m f-fine, I’m fine I’m fine fine fine fine-

“Oh. Sorry.” 

There’s someone in front of me, extending their hand, apologizing for knocking me over. I was walking? When did I start? The last thing I remember was…

“Who are you? Why, in the name of ice, aren’t you wearing a coat? Are you okay?”

Different voice this time, bossier, higher pitched, more assertive. I focus on the hand that’s still extended to me, that’s easier than trying to answer the questions. It’s inside a leather mitten, protecting it from the elements. I follow the arm, which is covered by a dark green jacket, up to the person's face. It’s dark, with pale bioluminescent freckles on its cheeks, it’s eyes are emerald, and black bangs peek out from the hood of the jacket. 

I look into their eyes for a moment, trying to find any evil, any bad intentions. There’s lots of walls, shielding their emotions from the world, but I see a bit of worry in them. I take their still outstretched hand, inwardly shuddering at the touch, and focus on the rest of their features. They are tall, with broad shoulders. They look like they could be intimidating if they wanted to, but their posture is hunched and their shoulders curled inwards. They have a thick dark green jacket and black pants and mittens. They look to be around 17 or so, with a hint of hair around their lips. 

“Hello? Underdressed Avian?” Says the other person, tapping me on the shoulder. I flinch back, shivering. The other person is shorter, more lithe, with spiky white hair peeking out from their purple hat. They have pale skin and a triangle tattoo under one of their blue eyes. They stand tall and straight, confident in their concern for me. They look to be 15 or so. I shiver again, looking into their eyes. They are fiery, dancing with passion and determination. Their eyes don’t seem evil or malicious, but I keep my guard up. Despite my heart telling me to trust these two, I must be wary. Trusting too easily can get you hurt, and I can’t hurt again. I won’t.

“I- I…” I swallow, my dry tongue pressing against the roof of my mouth. “T- Thank you”

“No problem,” says the second person, studying me. They extend a hand, saying, “I’m Snow of Parhelion, and this is my partner, Rune of Siren.”

“Just Rune.” The other adds, their voice deep and raspy, like it isn’t used a lot. “Human, she/her pronouns.” Snow continues. 

“L-Les, h-he/him” I say, ignoring her hand, instead opting to wrap my arms and wings around myself, trying to preserve body heat. She clucks her tongue before unpinning the cloak I didn’t notice she had and wrapping it around my shoulders. I shiver when she gets close, but relax a bit when the cloak settles on me, offering some level of protection from the wind. 

Snow eyes me critically for a moment before grabbing my hand and pulling me along with her as she starts to walk.

My breathing quickens, and I just manage to say “where- where are you taking me…?” before my throat clogs with bad memories.

“Back to our inn.” She says, not looking back. “We need to get you warmed up so you don’t die of hypothermia. Hypothermia! People die from that y’know! I don’t know if you’ve realized yet, but it’s very bad for your health, dying of hypothermia…”

Snow continues to lecture me all the way back to their inn, Rune a constant and steady presence at our sides.

I can’t really focus on anything other than where she’s touching me though, her pale hand just barely touching old, half healed bruises. Without thinking, I rearrange my wings in the customary position, face blank and emotionless.

Neither Snow nor Rune seem to notice, and oh, isn’t that familiar, isn’t that just like home? Not home, I mean. That place isn’t home anymore. Not that it ever was, but it’s hard to remember that when the packed down street looks like polished stone tiles flecked with blue, or when it’s far too easy to see large tawny wings surrounding me, choking me, touching me get away-

A sob wants to escape my throat, like always, but I force myself to swallow it. Like always. Sounds like that are a weakness, impure and unfit for us with power. 

Snow is still rambling as she opens a door to what I can only assume is a tavern, pausing her monologue to say hello to the bartender as she leads me up the stairs, Rune still following behind.

She walks to a door about halfway down the hallway, pulling a key from her pocket and unlocking it. She lets go of my wrist to do so, and I rub it subtly, trying not to think of other times I’ve done so.

Inside the room there’s two cots, a chest at the foot of each. It’s sparse, spruce floor rough and textured beneath my talons. Lanterns sit on a small table to my right and Snow turns to light these, flames flickering across the walls.

[felicityphoenix5]

i wanna hear about your ocs. go.

(also if your sona was in empires what empire do you think they'd be from?)

hi sorry i didnt post this last night internet cut out >_<

*rubs hands together* okay peoples we are talking about Snow today (or. tonight ig)!!

Snow is technically a princess, being the daughter of the [title pending] of Parhelion, a city of icebergs in The Winter Territories. She left the relative safety of her northern town to get some godsdamn life experience HOW is she supposed to handle all the politics of the Territoires if she's never seen the damn Territoires, DAD!?! Honestly.. (and if she eventually wanders beyond the borders of Winter, then really, who's to judge??)

(more under the cut because holy SHIT this got loooooong)

Keep reading

I have not yet figured out how she and Rune end up meeting, because they are literally from opposite ends of the continent. But they end up meeting, falling in like and dating for.... three months-ish. After literally bumping into Les and maybe getting caught up in a brewing revolution, Snow, Rune and Les travel through The Shadowed Grove, where Nix and her people live. (i could talk for HOURS about how Snow and Nix are each others mirrors, narrative foils, their paralels- *inhale* but thats a post for another day)

god i also wanna talk about Nix leaving the Grove and her community, her flight, but that is also a post for another day

So Nix leaves the Grove with the gang to see the world! And also fight this evil conqeruer guy down south or whatever. (evil conqeruer guy = Drift Sandshifter my beloved i will talk about you someday god you're so cool)

Snow.... doesnt like Nix. At all. From her POV, this random Drakonyc (Lisken for "half-dragon) just wandered in here, tagged along on their very important mission, WILL NOT SHUT UP, and ON TOP OF THAT, Les trusts her! After only a week of traveling!! What the fuck!!! It took WEEKS for him to even look her in the eyes!!! How. Shes so confused and hurt. what the actual fuck.

By the time they arrive in Nimbus(?), the town being thretened by The Cloaked Conquerer (Drift), tensions are at a breaking point. As The Conquerer's forces amass in the deserts outside of Nimbus and the resisters gather in town, they prepare for battle.

And the moment arrives.

Snow, with her sliver spears, fighting for the innocent town thretened by evil. Fueled by rightious anger, she fights like a whirlwind. She doesnt know what is happening on the other side of the battlefield. She cant know, how could she? (Later, she learns what happened on the other side of those dunes. She hates herself when she doesnt know if she would have stopped it.)

Nix with her staff and leather armour, wanting adventure, caught off guard by the brutality of both forces. She is felled by a warrior stronger and more experienced, succuming to a blow to the head. The last thing she sees is a dark green cloak brushing across the sand.

And so the battle ends, neither side winning. As the leaders both call to retreat, Snow seeks out her partner and friend, excited to tell them of her fighting skill and triumphs. She finds them outside the infrimary, Les trembling and Rune bleeding sluggishly as he tries to comfort him. 

When she asks what's wrong, she learns that her feathered friend is one of the legendary Spiritwalkers, famed mages able to hold emmense power over the souls of both the living and the dead. Les connected all of their souls to his, just for the battle, so he could know if they were dead or seriously injured (btw dont ask me how soul magic works i have absolutely no idea). 

"Nix- her connection- its muted, its so faint, we've asked around but no one's seen her, she's missing and we havent collected all the bodies yet what if one of them is her's-"

They don't know. They can't know what's happening in a small stone cottage a mile away, and they won't know for another few hours. And so they wait, they wonder, they worry. (and you can't know either, as im going to discuss that when i do one of these for Nix)

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And thats pretty much all i can say about Snow and her journey without getting into some major spoilers for Nix's story and Shadowed at large lmao. This got SO MUCH LONGER than i thought it would good fucking lord.

But yeah. That's Snow of Parhelion, token human of her friends and heir to the frozen jewel of Winter.

[felicityphoenix5]

i'm here to hear about your ocs >:)

spill the tea! names, favorites, hobbies, relationships!

Okay imma go with Les and Rune because they are beloved and I don't talk about them enough

I mean you already know their names but we got Les (they/he) and Rune (he/him)! I do not know what "favourites" means, so next question!

Hobbies- Rune likes to sketch! Usually with charcoal because its easy to find and use, but he likes drawing with ink too!

Les hasnt had the time (hasnt been able to) to have any hobbies for most of his life, but they want to try and learn how to weave, knit, crochet, whatever. He wants to work with fabrics

Relationships- Rune is/was dating Snow depending on where you are in the timeline, and is maybe also dating Lydia? Nobody knows, least of all him! He is good friends with Les and Nix

Les is besties/siblings/partners/who even fucking knows anymore with Nix, and is close friends with Rune, Snow and Lydia!

[felicityphoenix5]

uhhhhhhhh it's been like five months should probably make an intro post huh

Profile matching with @pacificseaotter ;)

Hello! Greetings!! My names are Nix and Felix, she/xe

I am an omni-oriented aroace, a minor, and Canadian

I am also on Ao3 and Reddit (please do not go to my Reddit.)

Currently brainrotting very hard over Lifesteal SMP (please give me your fic recs I need more), but I also watch Empires, Trafficlives and Hermitcraft. (and despite never watching the dsmp I know basically everything about it so you can talk to me about that if you want) I also like Wings of Fire (dragonssssssssssss).

I run @lifesteal-headcanons, so if you like natzero professionalism and lifesteal, you should follow me there too!!

Art requests are always open!!! (except when they're Not)

My tagging "system" is disorganized and confusing, but here are some common tags you can expect to see under the cut;

#nix rambles - my original and hopefully funny posts (sometimes paired with (#ignore this honestly)

#nix can art? - my art! Expect many dragons

#nixfics - currently only two posts, but this is my writing tag

#nix's fanfic ask game - all posts pertaining to my ongoing ask game, where you send an ask with a number between 1 and 550 and I give you an MCYT fic from my extensive collection

#ask - you can figure this one out, I think

#ask game and #ask game answers - self explainitory, my replies to ask games

#the mutual ask tag - asks from my beloved mutuals!!

#save - art, useful posts, and cool things i want to look at later, often paired with #for future me

#save: fics - drabbles and whanot that, as far as i know, haven't been posted to Ao3

#me irl

#thebelovedstm - its a stupid tag, i know, but this is where you can find all my OC stuff

#themb <3333333333333 - Impdubs stuff i've reblogged

Icon is by me, and features my OC Nix! (Not to be confused with my online name/sona, Nix) (its. its confusing, ik...)

[felicityphoenix5]

My Tagging "System"

#nix rambles - my original and hopefully funny posts (sometimes paired with (#ignore this honestly)

#nix can art? - my art tag

#nixfics - writing tag that's used once in a blue moon lmao

#nix's fanfic ask game - all posts pertaining to my ongoing ask game, where you send an ask with a number between 1 and 550 and I give you an MCYT fic from my extensive collection

#ask - you can figure this one out, I think

#ask game and #ask game answers - self-explanatory, my replies to ask games and the games themselves

#the mutual ask tag - asks from my beloved mutuals!!

#save - art, useful posts, and cool things i want to look at later, often paired with #for future me and #save save save

#save: fics - drabbles and whatnot that, as far as i know, haven't been posted to Ao3

#art inspo

#me irl

#oc moment, formerly #thebelovedstm - they're both stupid tags, I know, but this is where you can find all my OC stuff

#the otterverse - often paired with one of the characters or ships, such as #c!felix, #c!pacix and #divotter