#mcd zenix x reader

[arienic]

you or the world?

GENE, ZENIX x GN!READER — this is part 1!!! i'll be writing more characters with this prompt

includes: 'sweetheart' as a petname; mentions of death; maybe ooc characters?

☆ GENE: You, obviously.

Gene is a murderer, cold-blooded and heartless, and he's not afraid to admit it.

You? Over the world? Please, sweetheart, that isn't even a question. At least, not to Gene, whose brother despises him, whose very existence is unwelcome in the Overworld. No, you have too much faith in him, he thinks, watching your face shift from sorrow, to desperation, and finally, to resignation. You’ve always seen him as better than he actually is, even after he’s confessed to you a number of sins, each worse than the last. 

Yes, Gene would sooner bring the world to ruin himself than give you up. So when you reach out to him, fingers trembling as they brush along his cheek, and murmur sadly, “It’s alright, I understand — your brother and his family, they come first, my love,” — his hand, gloved and bloody, shoots right up to clasp over your own. 

“No,” Gene says firmly, and reaches for your waist, bringing you into him. “Let them burn,” he tells you. 

Because Gene is a murderer, after all: cold-blooded, heartless.

☆ ZENIX: You. Always, always you.

Zenix hasn’t had anything to lose in quite a while — not after surrendering his life, his mentor, and his station to the spinning wheel of fate. For a while, he’s left to his own whims. He moves. He kills. Over a mountain; another body. Through a forest's thick underbrush; this time, a village.

And then — and then he meets you. Oh. Oh, you. Zenix has never had a lover before, and none of this is familiar to him: the way you take his scalding hands in your own, pressing kisses across his knuckles and his calluses and the scars that stretch across his arms. You bring his head to rest on your chest and brush the hair from his eyes. He hears your heart go thump, thump, thump, and for the first time in a while, he sleeps like a baby. A baby.

You’ve brought to him a kind of tranquility that, truthfully, Zenix has never been able to experience in full. It makes his chest warm and has him stumbling over his words, not unlike how a swordmaster’s newest apprentice might bear a horrible stance and trip over themself. He's never been this clumsy before. And his cheeks have flushed, but only from anger.

So, no, he wouldn't sacrifice you. He'd rather keep you on his arm, keep your lips to his temple and his hand to your back, than give you up so the world might live.

[chackyxyooj]

Cold Showers

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Description: Showering with MS boys, but you turn the water cold - drabbles. Included: Laurance, Zenix, Gene, Vylad CW: Slightly provocative themes (Looking at you, Zvahl) - nothing explicit.

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Laurance Zvahl

Laurance slips his arms around your waist, pulling your back flush against his chest. You can tell from the way he leans forward to press a kiss against your shoulder that he wants more. You’ve become accustomed to his tricks, but you don’t have time to indulge him today.

“Laurance…” You begin to untangle yourself from the boy’s embrace but he tightens his grip.

“Yes, My Love?” He presses another kiss against your shoulder, this time letting his lips linger as one of his hands wander up your side.

You grasp his wandering hand with a stern look. “We’re going to be late if you don’t control yourself.” From the way Laurance laughs you know he’s caught the look on your face and that he’s choosing to ignore it.

“They can wait a few minutes for us. Come on, please?”

You sigh as you lean back against Laurance’s embrace, giving the boy a false sense of security as he peppers kisses along your jaw. Just as his hands creep further up your body the water of the shower turns cold. Just like that Laurance is snapped out of his lustful daze and begins attempting to use you as a shield from the cold water.

“Hey! Why’d you do that?” The boy inquires as you slip away from his grasp.

You turn to him with a coy smile. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, My Love.”

He pouts, rubbing a hand over the goosebumps now covering his skin on one of his arms to try and get them to settle. As you lean past him his eyes flit, staring down at your naked form for only a moment before he lets out an annoyed huff again.

You roll your eyes as an amused smile pulls at your lips. “If you promise to behave yourself I'll turn up the heat… but only a little bit!”

Laurance gives you a firm nod, his expression determined. "Fine, deal. But I’m not happy about it." He shifts to grab the soap, keeping his eyes firmly away from you so he can avoid getting distracted. If you weren’t so right about being tight for time, he knows you would’ve let him get away with more. So for now he’ll settle for having you by his side.

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Zenix

“Just get in the shower with me.” You can’t help but laugh at the stubbornness of the boy who stands outside of the shower.

“It was so hot today and yet you’re still taking a hot shower? No way.” Zenix has his arms crossed and a less-than-amused look on his face. “And I know how hot you like your showers, so no, I will not be showering with you.”

“It’s not that hot.”

“I can literally see steam coming out from the top of the shower!”

You laugh at being caught red handed. Though you do like your hot showers, you’re willing to compromise. “Fine, fine. If I turn down the heat will you come shower with me?”

Zenix’s gaze flickers up and down your body for a brief moment. To your delight he begins to shed his clothes. “I’m not taking a single step in the shower until you turn it down though.”

“Yeah yeah, I know.” You muse as you adjust the temperature of the water. You can hear Zenix grumbling to himself as he steps into the shower behind you. The moment the boy steps in he looks at you with furrowed brows.

“Did you even turn it down?”

“Is the water still too hot for you, my tender little frog?” You catch the irritation on Zenix’s face from your choice of nickname but you can’t help but laugh. Between your fits of laughter you grab the boy’s hand and hold him in the shower, reaching over to the faucet and turning down the heat even more. “There, I turned it down. Stay and shower with me. Please?”

Zenix stares down at you with words bubbling on the tip of his tongue but he suppresses the urge to say any of them. Instead he rolls his eyes as he takes his shampoo and hands it to you.

Wordlessly the boy leans down toward you so that you can more easily scrub the shampoo into his hair for him. You do, of course, and Zenix finds himself leaning in toward your touch. Maybe one of these days he’ll build up enough resistance to your shower temperatures to join you more often, but today is not that day.

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Gene

When Gene steps into the bathroom you pull the shower curtains back to catch a glance at him. He’s already removed his top layer of clothes and is working on the rest. 

“I’m almost done showering. Did you want me to leave the water on for you?”

In response to your question Gene flashes you a grin. “You’re almost done already? I just assumed that you would still be mid-shower when I came to join you.”

You roll your eyes and return to the water. “My showers aren’t even that long! You’re just being dramatic.”

“I never said long showers were a bad thing, Doll.” Gene snickers to himself as he pulls back the curtain and steps into the shower with you. He knows that you were almost done, but he wanted to jump in anyway.

Gene leans forward to pull your body against his but you swat his hands away. “You’re still dirty!” You frown. The only thing you have left to do is rinse out your conditioner and you’re not about to let Gene get any of his dirt or grime on you now.

“All I want is to hold you close. Is that so much to ask for?”

Though you roll your eyes, amusement pulls at your lips. “Next time you want to hold me in the shower, get in at the same time as me.”

“I am in the shower at the same time as you.”

“You know what I mean!”

As Gene reaches out to grab you again you step back out of the flow of the water. With a coy smile you reach behind your back and turn the temperature of the water down as much as it goes. Being the only one under the faucet, Gene is hit with an abrupt change in temperature.

A short string of curses escape Gene’s lips as he recoils from the stream of water. Before you have a chance to escape out of the shower Gene gets a hand on yours and pulls you into his arms.

“Gene!” You gasp as the boy wraps his arms around your waist and holds you against himself. The longer you stand there the more the frigid water snuffs out any warmth you once had. “What are you doing? Let me go!”

“You made your bed, Doll. Now it’s time to lay in it.”

You can hardly think of a way to wipe Gene’s cocky grin off his face, so you give in and pull yourself closer to the boy’s chest. “If I didn’t like you so much I’d leave you high and dry.”

“Is that so?” Gene laughs in a satisfied manner as he feels you shift closer. “Then I guess I’ll count myself lucky.”

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Vylad Ro'Meave

Vylad enjoys the feeling of your hands against his face as you gently scrub your new cleanser on him. He’s usually one for trying new things and today you looked particularly excited to try it with him. What else could he do but happily oblige?

“Okay, you can open your eyes now. Careful not to rinse it off too quickly though!” You caution, rinsing your hands before applying cleanser to your own face.

“What’s the point of applying it in the shower if we’re supposed to let it sit?” Vylad inquires. He doesn’t bother trying to hide his lingering gaze from you, though in the name of being decent he mostly keeps his eyes above your shoulders. Mostly.

Your eyes carefully flutter open once you’ve applied cleanser to your own face. “I guess we didn’t have to apply it in the shower, but… I don't know. I wanted to, I guess.”

“How long until we can rinse it off?”

“The instructions say to let the cleanser sit for a minute or two, so it should be fine if you rinse yours off now.” You say, stepping aside and allowing Vylad greater access to the water.

Just as Vylad is about to step under the water it gets significantly colder - so much so that the boy nearly backs up into you just to avoid it. “Is it just me or did the water get colder?” Asks Vylad, his eyes turning to meet yours curiously.

“Sorry! That was me.” You admit, barely holding back a laugh from the reaction you unintentionally provoked. “I should’ve warned you that you’re supposed to rinse it off with cold water.” 

Vylad isn’t quite as amused as you are but he takes it in good stride. As Vylad rinses what remains of the cleanser he can’t help but appreciate the feeling of cold water against his skin after taking such a hot shower. “You know, I’ve actually heard that cold showers help build immunity to sickness and increase blood circulation.”

“Are you saying that in hopes of getting me to take colder showers?” You ask as Vylad steps out of the shower.

He chuckles to himself. “Maybe.”

“Vylad Ro’Meave, what am I ever going to do with you?” Despite how you sigh there’s an air of amusement in your words, so of course Vylad is willing to play along. As you shut off the water and step out of the shower, Vylad hands you your towel and places a kiss against your cheek.

“Help me apply moisturizer, I hope.”

[sillyteenagegirlinlovewithblocks]

All my head cannons for aphmau characters.°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

Zvahl family. 

Laurence is Italian. 

He’s 5’11

Laurence is a charmer. flowers, dinner dates , stay in dates, anything romantic he gots it. 

He’s very bi and is constantly confused. ( me to laur) 

Laurence was a highlighter kid.

He has really bad Separate anxiety especially from partner. 

He has an iPhone 8 and will keep that thing until he dies or it is dust. I mean like the screen is falling off a little it’s cracked and laggy. 

He can’t do math or tell time on an actual clock. 

He’s dyslexic. ( same same) 

Because he grew up on a farm imma say he’s helped multiple animals give birth. 

Never really had a crush on aphmau he thought he did but he was just jealous that garroth was putting his attention into her and not him. 

Ro’Meave family.

garroth switched rooms with vlyd to have the room the laurances window faces. 

I like to think garrote and Laurence are next door neighbors. 

Non of the ro’Meave children were allowed animals growing up but that didn’t stop Zane from having a pet spider that his parents didn’t find out about until it died but it escaping and garte killing it since he thought a random tarantula just entered there house.( not that he wouldn’t kill it anyways if he knew it was a pet) 

Zenix is one of the ro’mave brothers but he has a different mom and doesn’t live with them. That’s why he hates them sm. ( fuck garte and his cheating ass ) also Zenix looks a lot like garte but he dyes his hair and does makeup to make himself not look it. 

        (That’s also means Zenix is secretly a blonde. ) 

Zianna has forced all the boys to join an activity since they were 3. 

Garroth joined a bunch of different sports but then baseball stuck for him.

Zane joined cooking.

Vylad did cooking, pottery, painting, soccer, ice skating but ultimately he ended up staying in fencing. 

Garroth is the tallest out of everyone and gene is second tallest. 

Garroth 6’2 

Rodriguez family. 

Genes real name is Eugene.

Gene and Dante don’t have the same dad. 

Genes dad was abusive and left when he was 4. 

Dante’s dad died before he was born in the military. 

Gene is super cuddly in his sleep and he often cuddles Zenix in his sleep. 

Sasha has a whole album of them cuddling together. 

Dante and gene have there mothers last name. 

Gene 6’0 

Valkrum family.

Travis is German. ( me to buddy) 

Travis and his dad are best friends and talk about everything together. 

Shalashaska family. 

In Mcd after aphamu I become Irene or got her relic a lot of people were upset with her due to previous prayers unanswered. 

Gelula family. 

Zenix and gene sleep fight due to there childhoods. 

Zenix has a staring problem.

He lives with his mom.

Ashida family. 

So I ignore the nickname Kawaii Chan and just call her nana so that’s how I am referr to her. 

She has 15 siblings. 

10 Boys and 5 girls. 

She's a glass child. 

She a middle child.

So I can't really think of more but maybe ill update if I do but for my last one Imma say Garroth got cadenza a fashion designing job because he’s rich and has friends in high places he just pestered all of them until someone was willing to take a look at her work and actually loved it. 

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[fangirl-in-general]

Hello! Before you read this one be sure to check out the prologue! It's not super eventful and takes place a little before the actual series picks up, but there's a little bit of info there that'll be useful for the plot later!

Warnings: Fem!Reader, slow burn, that's about it for this first one. lmk if I missed anything!

Enjoy!!!

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An MCD Garroth x Reader series

"Legendary" pt 1

"Are you up yet!?!?"

You were trying to enjoy the peace and quiet of being in your own room again. Sleep had been a lost cause, as it usually was when you first get home from trips, but resorting to drinking tea with a blanket wrapped around you as the morning sun crept through your window was a decent substitute... That is until Zenix came banging on the door like a madman for no good reason other than wanting to be a nuisance. You jerk the door open at the disruption "Yeeess! I'm up! what do you want?"

The hard glare on your features doesn't detour the boy, instead eliciting a chuckle that makes you close the door in his face. He begins knocking immediately, convinced that you'll give in to your annoyance and open the door once more. You do.

"Oh my Irene what do you want!!" You whine.

"I'm on patrol today and I don't wanna be bored, you're the only other person in town who' doesn't have a stick up their butt."

Your eyebrow quirks up at the statement. Immediately a yawn slips from your mouth as you step away from the door. Before it's shut you hear Zenix call out "Oh come on! Patrol with Garroth is SO boring!" The door stops halfway shut. Zenix was an intelligent young man, enough so that Garroth wanted to train him himself to be a guard, but one thing he was never good at was social ques especially when it came to the lingering crush you'd always had on your dearly beloved friend. But it wasn't his business, it was barely even your business. You never acknowledged it, never told anyone, not even the journal you used to keep had any trace of the feelings that always rose in your chest at the mere mention of the man...a man who's face you wouldn't even be able to recognize...

"Let me get my shoes on..." Zenix pumped his fist at your response. He respected Garroth and considered him family, but their personalities didn't exactly...mix. Plus, what was the harm in getting to stroll with some old friends after being gone for days on end?

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By the time you made it to the gardens where Zenix and Garroth were supposed to meet, the former was already there, his wrist laying limply on the hilt of his sword and the freshly risen sun shining brightly off of his pristinely maintained armor. It used to be annoying how put together Garroth was, till you started talking more, till you knew just how in pieces he always felt...then you began to respect that he managed to hold himself together in spite of it all.

It was inspiring.

He was still facing away as he spoke "Zenix, you're late again"

"Meh, figured we could both use some company after everything that's been going on" Garroth turned his head at Zenix's words, his body following as you came in sight. His brief stutter prompted Zenix to speak again. "She brought a sword so really, she's backup! Come on Garroth nothing is going on anyway and after being gone for so long it really-"

"Alright." He began to walk away. A smile crept onto your face before feeling the armor on Zenix's elbow jam into you side as he cheered.

"Come on Sis'! Nothing has changed so don't expect anything fun. If I get bored even one time while you're out here I'm never inviting you on patrol again." A chuckle escaped you at his words and you began to follow after Garroth, Zenix yapping behind you.

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The heat of the midday sun and Zenix complaining about how hot his armor had become was enough to remind you why you never wanted to become a guard. Don't get me wrong, you loved helping the village and you were good in a fight, but something about standing around all day in sweaty leather and metal just wasn't as appealing as wandering around with light clothes and a sword, essentially hunting for treasure, while having the freedom to help anyone you could at your own discretion. But you had to admit, it was nice getting to spend the day with Garroth and Zenix...even if Zenix couldn't stop talking to save his life. He really hasn't changed much from when he was a kid.

Zenix began swinging his sword at some weeds and Garroth took the opportunity to match your pace and begin a quiet conversation. "He truly did miss you; it's all he's ever able to talk about when you're away. I'm glad you guys have stayed close all this time."

You smiled at his words. "Of course, we may not be blood but I'm not gonna let some kid go without a family if I can help it. Plus, if I did then I'd be alone as well...at the end of the day, no one deserves that." You glance at him; he remains facing ahead but his pace slows ever so slightly.

"You will never be alone. Even if you hadn't raised him, you're still deserving of...friendship." You turn away at his words, the breeze on your face feeling like a good excuse to do so. When you turn back to him you realize he had still been speaking "...You know that don't you?"

"I'm sorry, what?"

His head whips over to face you, and he begins fidgeting with the chainmail at his wrist. "I only meant- It's just that...well I-"

"Garroth, it's ok! I promise! I just didn't hear you. I'm so sorry...what did you say?" You stop walking when the sentence leaves you and he does as well. For a brief moment all you do is stare at each other, that familiar glimmer of blue, all you can make out of his facial features, is enough to knock the breath out of you all by itself; but that paired with realizing that you were close enough to feel the sun's heat off the metal adorning him, to hear the hitch in his breath at his own realization, to feel the slight rustle of your skirt as his had brushed against it...it was like static filled your whole body, your hands almost went numb, and the only thing your senses were aware of in that moment was Garroth.

"GUYS OVER HERE!!!" Zenix yelling was enough to send you both stumbling away from one another as he came frantically barreling out of the tree line. "I heard something!" Garroth turned to you before sprinting over to Zenix, you follow at his heels.

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Zenix was prone to false alarms, and you wouldn't exactly call this a dangerous situation, but the raven-haired woman entering the village was at the very least new and interesting. She seemed kind, although maybe a bit lost...she kept talking to herself about fixing the roads and stuff which was fine by you, the previous lord didn't do much to improve life around town so maybe a fresh face was just the motivation everyone needed.

After your brief introductions and Garroth asking you to help her settle into town, you decided to set her up in the library with Emmalyn until Brendan could build her a place of her own. Emmalyn...wasn't thrilled. "Are you crazy!?!? I am a busy woman!! I don't have time to babysit some deranged stray!!"

"Emmy keep your voice down! She's right outside, and she's not deranged OR a stray! Come on, she needs help" She crossed her arms and shook her head. "Emmy pleeaaasse!"

"No! I have research to do, I don't have time. If it's such a big deal to you, Let her stay at your house!" You hesitated; the thought actually hadn't crossed your mind. It was just kind of instinct that she would stay here for a while, but you didn't actually know what caused that feeling.

You said your goodbyes and apologized to your friend before walking down the road with the young woman, making small talk during the short walk. You liked this girl; she may be a little strange, but she was kind and funny and seemed to care about the world around her.

You made it to the end of the street and turned to her. "This is my house! You'll be staying here with me till we can find a more permanent place for you, unless you decide you hate our guts and run away." You were glad she found your joke funny; it was hard to find people who you just clicked with though you were good at making do in a pinch. "The beach is just over that hill, if you're interested! I go there sometimes to clear my head. We should probably build a dock or something now that I think about it, get some trade going on." You unlocked and opened your door before stepping inside to show her around.

"Here it is! Not too cray but it's more spacious than a lot of the other houses in town. Zenix used to stay with me when he was younger so I wanted to make sure I had some extra room. I turned his old room into a guest room, you can stay in there for now." You turned to face her after your small tour of the house. "Oh my Irene I completely forgot! Umm...what's your name?"

She chuckled slightly and beamed at the question.

"I'm Aphmau!"

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Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed!

[artists-who-rarely-draws]

Mellos Musings Masterlist

Hello! Welcome to my masterlist! A place to store all of my fanfictions and where ill put my Queue from requests! Note i do MCD almost exclusively for now but may branch out later, if your looking for modern characters I highly suggest my pal @starhvney for AMAIZING fanficitions!

But I will adapt some characters from those series to MCD for your enjoyment!

Also!! Where you can see the state of requests! please Enjoy!

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Requests: Open!

TOS: (under construction)

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Queue:

Brendan crushing on new arrival reader: Fic started

Nsfw: Laurance Guiding you: Fic Started

Care for Blind Laurance

Zane x reader (no prompt given but I'll come up with something lol)

Wedding ring in a chest accident

(No particular order at the bottom just whenever, write down my characterizations for characters I adapt from Mystreet vers. So readers know what they are getting into)

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Pallette cleansers:

(Aka smaller fics that may skip the que for when I need to clear my head and regain motivation for the Que fics)

● Courting Rituals (Ein, Blaze, Nana, Aaron, Zoey)

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Garroth Ro'meave:

Reaction to Reader being Injured : Drabble

Suprise Kiss

Laurance Zvahl:

Night on the docks

Reacting to Reader being injured; Laurance vers

Suprise Kiss

Katelyn Embry:

Aaron Lycan:

Lucinda:

Zane Ro'Meave:

Suprise Kiss

Travis Valkrum:

Nana Ashida:

Dante:

Ein (My characterization):

Blaze:

Daniel:

Vylad Ro'meave:

Suprise Kiss

Gene:

Suprise Kiss

Sasha:

Zenix OG (24)

Zenix Rebirth (18)

Cadenza Zvahl:

Suprise Kiss

Brendan:

Nicole:

Jeffory the Golden Heart

Suprise Kiss

(More can be added based on if I remember them or they are requested)

[aphmau-imagines]

Hi! I just stumbled across this blog and wowie I'm being pulled back into the swing of this fandom-If you're taking requests, maybe something with S1 Zenix? The reader being like his mentor alongside Garroth and they've been training him, while pining after him, and he actually does like them back but then he goes and betrays them? And it's just angst after he fights Garroth and they fight against him too? Thanks in advance! And if you don't want to do this, I get it too, don't worry!!

STOP BEING SO NICE IMMA CRY I- of course, anon! guessing this is MCD? i’m not that well informed on the series since it’s been a while, so i’m so so so sorry this is so shitty!

let me say this really snatched me out my comfort zone since

1. i’ve never written angst in my life

2. never written fight scenes

3. never written for zenix

but i really tried my best! feel free to hate me as you like :’D garroth and zenix don’t really fight in this, it’s actually just zenix vs reader so uh- this is very rushed because i don’t know how long this has been in my inbox and don’t wanna hold it any longer!!

if you don’t like it, tell me and i’ll re-do it! imagine under the cut as always~~

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In the end, I still love you | MCD! Zenix // GN! Reader

   “ come on, zenzie! you gotta try harder if you wanna beat me! “ you giggled, extending a hand to help your student. but, was he really a student? to you, he was like your best friend. sure, you’ve known garroth for much longer, but with zenix. . .

   “ GARROTH! “ [name] screamed, watching as the blond fell to the floor after taking a heavy blow to the shadow knight they once knew to be an introverted and kind soul.

   “ i’ll never leave you! you’re. . .you’re my best friend. “ it pained you to say that, but what could you do? you were a mentor, and he was just a student.

   “ pathetic. “ the man in front of you spoke, eyeing the blond’s figure with pure spite. yet, as his eyes landed on the [hair color]’s figure, he couldn’t help but feel a feeling he despised bubbling in his chest.

   zenix always had a soft spot for them. how could he not? because for the longest time, romantic feelings had blossomed. and it pained him. it pained him greatly to hurt the one he loved.

   “ zenix. . . “ the [species] stood, their eyes shadowed by their hair as their hands clench to fists. head raising slowly, the male of dark brown hair finally saw their eyes of [color] glaring at him. their hand tightened around their sword.

   “ the only pathetic one i see here. . . “ they started, picking their sword up as tears blurred their vision. “ IS YOU! “ they screamed, forcing their aching legs to dash to the shadow knight.

   “ i’d never hurt you! what kind of friend would i be if i harmed you? “ you huffed, taking a swig of water. garroth had finished his training long back, so it was only you and zenix, who was looking at you as if cupid had struck him multiple times.

   “ you’re gonna have to sometimes. “ the male shrugged. abruptly, you stop drinking the cool liquid. “ even if i was held at sword-point, i’d never! you’re very important to me, and friends don’t hurt each other. “ you said, sighing as you place the bottle of water down to instead grab your sword.

   “ up for another round? “ you raised a brow, smirking.

   swing after swing, [name]’s body ached. blood was gushing, and both the fighters were sure the [hair color] would either pass out of blood loss or even. . . lose their life.

   yet even as zenix continued to physically attack them, they made no effort to physically harm him back. instead, they attempted to weaken him. but it was no use.

   collapsing to the floor, [name] pants and gasps, lungs begging for oxygen. not even a second past before the tip of a blade was held at their neck.

   the world went silent.

   “ g-go on. sli- ( cough ) -ice my neck o-HoU-pen. “ [color] eyes weakly glare. “ .....why? “

   the question was so sudden it caught both off-guard. yet, zenix continued. “ why do you care so much about him? “ the male cleared up. “ ........ “ they didn’t have a specific response ready.

   seconds turned into minutes. “ .....beca-because i thought i c-could ( cough ) get rid of these ( hack ) feelings. i thought that m-maybe if i focused o-on ( hiccup ) other people, i’d stop l-lovi- ( hiccup ) -ng you. but no mat-matter how hard i tried, i-i couldn’t. i could stop thinking about y-you. dream ab-about you. want you. love you. “ tears slowly streamed down their face.

   they couldn’t even stand on their knees, falling onto the crimson-stained grass. zenix soon followed, both resting on their backs. the brunette blinked rapidly, trying to push back the tears.

   weakly, [name] turned to face him. “ r-remember ( hiccup ) the time i-i promi-promised you tha-that we’d run o-off into a little cottage in t-the woods? “ they whispered.

   zenix nodded.

   “ when w-we'd play f-fight? “

   he nodded.

   “ i’d get y-you out of troub- ( wheeze ) -trouble? “

   yes. yes yes yes. how could he forget? and with every memory [name] recalled, he’d nod. until their voice slowly faded out. weak and bellow a whisper. with their remaining strength [ which wasn’t much ], they gave him a weak kiss on the cheek.

   “ in the end, i still love you. “

   that was the day [name] [last name] had died.

“ ZENZIE! “ a [soft/deep/raspy/etc.] voice exclaimed, the called male turning around only to spot his lover running to him with their bag slung loosely on their shoulder.

   “ [nickname]! “ the brunette smiled, arms wide as they jumped into them. “ i made you a bento so you don’t have to buy that weird food they sell. “ shuffling through their bag, [name] handed him the bento.

   “ thank you, boo. now, let’s get to class. “

[lauranceofmeteli]

I can almost never find any good fanfics for aphmau, blease help??? 💙💙

I hope your ready for a fuckton of links my dude cause i have so many fave fics! (also im gonna list them by site cause idk what you use anon dsgfhdf)

Wattpad

(yes i use wattpad, yes im not a 12yo, yes we exist)

Lycan’s Resistance - uh this fic is really cool if you like mcd and mystreet crossovers! it has one of the greatest irenes ever dsgfhdgsf

Usernames - i really loved this one during my garmau phase and the author is rewriting it so nows a pretty good time to start reading

Not Leaving Again - i found this fic when looking for dumb x readers late at night and this one is pretty cute! its a mystreet katelyn x reader btw

Ao3

From The Ashes - v edgy mcd fic with vylad and zenix. its short but a good read

Family Ties - another short but really good one! i really like this one because vylad is written in character way better than he is in cannon most of the time dsgjfdsf

Aphmau Mafia!AU - this one hasn’t been updated for a while but so far its been pretty good!

hatchmarks - god this series man,,,, its just so well written! with travlyn AND vylance!

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“I hate you” should have been the last words you said to me - yet another one chapter fic but damn does it do a lot in the short amount of time. it gives us the dante/gene backstory we deserve

Tes rewritten to fit the mv part 1 + part 2 - this is no joke the funniest shit ive ever read dont make the same mistake as me and read it in class

Something Borrowed, Something New prologue 1 2 3 4 - this fic is definitely one of my all time faves! im not sure if op plans to continue it or not, but whats there so far is amazing

Mafia AU - i really like this fic cause it gives characters like kenmur, emmalyn, and cadenza a bigger role in the story! theres only 1 chapter but the story so far is pretty rad. 

Reunion - this fic man… laurance and vylads reunion from vylads pov??? thats good shit. also vylance shdgaf

[chackyxyooj]

Her Royal Consorts: Masterlist

It’s not uncommon for Kings or Queens to establish a royal consort when they become the primary ruler of their kingdom. In fact, it’s often encouraged for the ruler of a kingdom to have multiple consorts as a means to ensure the strength of their next of kin. You were no exception to this. Thus, as you ascended to your place on the throne you were expected to have a set of consorts established as soon as possible.

Various Consort!MyStreetBoys X Queen!Reader

Sexual Content Ahead: If uncomfortable with this type of content, please DNI! - Minors & Ageless Blogs DNI!

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Your Highness || Gene x Reader

→ 2.8k | Smut, MDom, Possessive(?)

Your Grace || Laurance x Reader

→ 3k | Smut, MSub, Hurt/Comfort

Your Majesty || Vylad x Reader

→ 3k | Smut, MSoftDom, L-Bombs, Multiple Orgasms (M)

Your Excellency || Zenix x Reader

→ 3.4k | Smut, MBrat, Brat taming, No Reader Orgasm

My Lady || N/A

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I had a lot of these so I decided to put them on their own masterlist. They're technically connected oneshots but they can all exist separately without issue.

This was supposed to be a character study for a series I want to write but I got carried away so... spoilers, mayhaps?

[chackyxyooj]

Your Excellency

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Description: You are the Queen and Zenix is one of your several consorts - but he doesn't particularly know why. || ONESHOT, SMUT (bratty Zenix, brat taming).

Pairing: Consort!Zenix X Queen!Reader

WC: 3.4k

CW: Strong Sexual Themes | NSFW

Series Masterlist

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Sexual Content Ahead: If uncomfortable with this type of content, DNI! - Minors & Ageless Blogs DNI!

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It’s not uncommon for Kings or Queens to establish a royal consort when they become the primary ruler of their kingdom. In fact, it’s often encouraged for the ruler of a kingdom to have multiple consorts as a means to ensure the strength of their next of kin. You were no exception to this. Thus, as you ascended to your place on the throne you were expected to have a set of consorts established as soon as possible.

To be completely honest, Zenix isn’t sure why he’s here. It’s true that he supported you when there was a dispute over the throne but any decent person who ever shared a conversation with you would know to take your side - and Zenix has had the pleasure of sharing many a conversation with you whether he wanted to or not.

The two of you go far back. Not ‘childhood friends’ levels of far back, but far enough that Zenix has experienced the pleasure of seeing your… hidden traits.

He’s seen the woman behind your pleasant smiles and passive facade. He knows that you will stop at nothing to get what you want. It’s lucky that the things that you want are for the betterment of your kingdom, hence is the reason why he took your side in the first place, but then why did you have to go and bring him here?

First you give him a title in your court, and then you extend an invitation for Zenix to be part of your personal harem. It’s suspicious! You must be up to something!

Maybe you’re trying to set him up - trying to make it look like Zenix has some information on you and is forcing you to raise his social standing! But logically speaking there’d be no merit in building him up just to tear him down, so that’s probably not it…

It’s definitely the other way around! You may be known amongst the nobles as a princess who valiantly fought for her kingdom, but Zenix was a boy who came from humble beginnings - born and raised in a little village that scraped together enough money to send him to a fancy school for academics. Even if he was known as a peasant amongst the other snot-nosed nobles, his wits rivalled that of the kingdom’s princess! So much so that his mere support of you prompted a shift in the most skeptical of people.

Yes… it was all coming together now. Zenix could see through your plans - see through the jealousy that he knows you’ve always harboured - and would undoubtedly break them down!

“Care to tell me what you’ve been up to?”

Zenix snaps up from his seat in a fright and sees you standing in his room. “Y-you?! How did you get into my room?”

You nod your head toward the door, a hint of amusement pulling at your lips as you turn back to face the boy. “Your retainer was more than willing to let me in. Now, back to my question.” You begin to cross the room to reach Zenix, only stopping when there’s but an arm’s length of distance between your body and his. “What sort of endeavours have you been partaking in?”

“M-me? Nothing!”

“Nothing? Then why did you refuse to meet me for dinner this evening?”

Zenix frowns slightly and attempts to slip around the couch he’d just been sitting on. “N-nothing that you need to worry about. I wasn’t hungry.” The boy holds his breath as you take a step forward and cut off his path. He’s stuck between your body and the arm of the couch.

You raise your hand and grasp the boy’s chin, pulling his attention down to where you stand. “Do you take me for a fool, Zenix?” 

“I could ask you the same thing. What’s the deal?” Zenix asks, his eyes watching your movements carefully. Despite how being around you made the boy’s blood boil, charms and your wits were never something you lacked.

You tilt your head to the side with the charming smile Zenix has become used to seeing you wear. “Whatever might you be referring to, Zenix?”

Zenix swallows the lump that begins to form in his throat, pushing down the feeling in his chest that started bubbling up to the surface. “Don’t give me that. I’m smart enough to know that you don’t do ‘nice things’ for free. What’s. The. Deal? Why did you take me as part of your harem?” The tone Zenix takes is oddly defiant, but not something unexpected of him.

For as much as Zenix claims to know you, he knows you know him twice as well. And if your expression is anything to go off of, this outburst is something you’ve been expecting for a while.

“So this is why you’ve been disobeying me, is it?” You hold Zenix’s gaze with the same amount of conviction he meets you with. “You’ve come to believe that your place in my court is driven by ulterior motives. I’ll tell you that you’re not wrong to suspect my reasons, however, I think you will be equally surprised and disappointed to hear my reasons.”

“Try me.”

You exude a quiet laugh and trail your hand from Zenix’s face to his collar. “First of all, it would be unwise not to take you as one of my men. You’re determined, well educated and full of honesty.” Zenix opens his mouth to retort but you quickly cut him off. “However, your honesty is tactless and comes off as blunt, not to mention how your sharp tongue will most definitely get you into trouble. Other nobles will deem you unfit for your title and push you down to the bottom of high society.”

“So is your plan to put me in your harem so that you can hold my rank hostage?” Zenix asks in retort.

“Of course not.” Your eyes travel across Zenix’s figure and settle on his collar. Your fingertips glide along the top of the boy’s collar and brush against the sensitive skin of his neck. “It’s quite the opposite, actually. To have you as a part of my harem will solidify your place amongst my court. I’m doing this because I want to see you succeed, Zenix.”

“You…” Zenix stops himself, his cheeks becoming flushed in embarrassment. “I don’t buy it. You’ve had it out for me since the academy. There’s no way you would ever do something like this because you felt like it. I know you. You’re not that kind of person.”

“So what kind of person do you take me for?”

Zenix scoffs before spouting whatever he can think of off the top of his head. He pays no attention to the way your hands carefully trail behind his head, nor how you start to pull him down toward you, but nothing could’ve prepared him for the feeling of your lips on his.

Though his first instinct is to pull away from you, Zenix can’t seem to do it. There’s something so captivating in the way your lips move against his that he can’t get enough of. It’s as if you’ve cast a spell on the boy that leaves him helpless against your touch. It all but leaves him standing awkwardly as you pull him into your embrace.

Before he has a chance to gather his bearings you pull away from the boy with a satisfied look. Judging from the warmth in his cheeks, Zenix can only imagine how flushed his face has become.

“W-what’s with that look?” Zenix questions, the look in your eyes sending a shiver through him.

“What look?”

“That look! It’s weird! Not to mention how you just kissed me out of nowhere. What are you planning?” The boy’s mind is going a mile a minute. He’s not even sure if he can focus enough to hold a proper conversation right now, let alone answer your question coherently.

“Oh my...” You grin and trail one of your hands around to the boy’s face, your fingers gently caressing Zenix’s face. “Is someone embarrassed because they enjoyed being kissed like that?”

“What?! Of course not! I hardly even enjoyed it.” Zenix pushes your hand away in a fit. He wasn’t entirely lying either. Your kiss came and went so quickly that Zenix’s mind kept racing back to it. If that wasn’t a testament to how fleeting it was then… okay, he didn’t what it was a testament to but it wasn’t a testament to anything good.

In what seems like a complete contrast to how Zenix is feeling, you smile. “That’s another thing that prevents your success.” You muse while trailing your hands down the boy’s torso. “You never ask for the things you want. Shall we work on that?”

“What?”

With a harsh shove Zenix suddenly finds himself toppled over the arm of the couch and laying flat against its cushions. The boy props himself up with his elbows and looks up at you. His legs still dangling over the arm of the couch, Zenix watches as you gingerly push his knees aside and climb into his lap.

At first you settle against the boy’s hips but he shifts further up the couch. Despite how he shifts back, he quickly finds himself entranced beneath your gaze. He’s become so familiar with looking down at you that looking up feels… thrilling.

Zenix unconsciously reaches forward to push back some of your hair but you’ll have none of it. You catch the boy’s wrist and pin it back against the arm of the couch.

“Hey! What gives?!” Zenix frowns, though to you it looks more like a pout.

“I’m teaching you a lesson.” You quip in reply. “If you desire something then you’d best be ready to ask for it.”

“If you’re trying to get me to beg then you have another thing coming, you-”

“Your Majesty.” You cut the boy off.

“I’m not calling you that.” Zenix scoffs with a smug look. “...Your Excellency. That’s the best you’re gonna get.”

“It would be wise of you to learn and address people by their proper titles. Especially the title of your queen. However…” To his surprise you take Zenix’s words in good jest, laughing as you lean down against the boy. With your free hand pressed against his chest, you trace your fingers across the surface of his shirt. “...I suppose it’s best to take things one lesson at a time.”

You leave a trail of kisses from his jaw down to his neck. A quiet shudder escapes the boy as you pull back the fabric of his collar and gently nip at the skin beneath.

A quiet hiss pushes past Zenix’s lips, his pinned hand twitching beneath your grasp. The boy doesn’t even realise that he has his eyes closed until he’s forced to open them. You’d pulled away to admire the boy’s expression, but now you dip back down to kiss his lips.

You kiss Zenix slowly. Far too slowly for his liking. He desperately wants to touch you, to pull you close and feel your body flush against his, but he refuses to ask. It would be an insult to all that he’s done to get this far! But as you continue to kiss and tease the boy’s lips, Zenix knows his resolve is beginning to waver.

Zenix closes his eyes and lets out a ragged breath, his grip on nothing growing tighter as he tries to calm his growing desire. "You're... you're driving me crazy!" He mutters, his voice a rough, ragged whisper.

"Then give up your pride and ask me for what you want." You utter in reply, pulling away from the boy and sitting up against his lap. "And if you truly desire it, you may want to consider saying please."

Zenix laments the loss of your touch. He tries to subtly pull you forward with his free hand but you quickly put a stop to it by trapping his hand between your knee and the cushion. Zenix groans in protest and grits his teeth. The last thing he wants is to be reduced to begging, not even for the likes of you, but as you run your free hand beneath the hem of his shirt Zenix finds himself reaching his breaking point.

“I… fuck.” Zenix tilts his head back in frustration and briefly bites down on the inside of his cheek. “Can I touch you?”

An amused grin pulls at your lips. “Should I really grant you leeway to do such a thing?”

“But I did what you-!” Zenix stops himself as you raise your brow. Through gritted teeth he swallows his pride. “Will you let me touch you, Your Excellency? Please?”

“Once more for good measure.” “You’re driving me fucking insane here! Please, Your Excellency, please let me touch you!”

“Your tone of voice could use some work, but you’ve done all that I’ve requested of you. I suppose you can have what you want.” You hum and free Zenix’s hands from your grasp.

Zenix grabs your hips the moment you grant his hands their freedom. His grip on you is tight as he desperately moves his hips in hopes to relieve the tension in his pants. Just the feeling of grinding against you sends a shock of pleasure through his body. The boy doesn’t even bother to open his eyes as he focuses on the feeling of your body against his.

The hand that previously held Zenix slowly trails down his torso and dips below the hem of his pants. The boy moans out as he feels your hand trail along his body. He shifts his hips, arching upwards at the feeling of your hand tracing so close to where he desperately craves your touch.

“Your Excellency…”  Zenix groans as you lean forward and tug at the collar of his shirt. He opens his eyes when he feels you peeling back the fabric to expose the skin of his chest.

You admire the sight of the boy beneath you before dipping down and pressing your lips against the newly exposed skin, humming quietly in acknowledgement when you hear him address you. The vibrations of your voice spark a sudden desire in Zenix and he shifts beneath your touch.

“I… I want to feel more of you.” Zenix confesses. He reaches up and undoes the buttons of his shirt while you watch. You flash the boy a coy smile, causing him to subtly avert his gaze. “C-can you touch me more?”

“Of course.” You gingerly push Zenix’s shirt aside and run your hand against the skin. After trailing a few kisses along the boy’s collarbone, you bite down on his shoulder and pull a quiet hiss from his lips. You make sure to smother the affected area with a slew of kisses before moving your lips across his skin and biting down again.

The combination of your lips and the hand that traces across his v-line is really getting to Zenix. His grip on you tightens as he grinds up into you, desperate for some sort of release from all the tension in his body.

"Where do you want me the most?" You mutter between kisses and bites.

A snide little grin tugs at Zenix’s lips. “I want your lips around my cock, Your Excellency.”

“Are you sure that’s all you want?”

Zenix nods, prompting you to pull back and adjust your grasp on him. Your fingers curl around the hem of his pants before dragging them down his leg. As you trail your hands back up his legs, Zenix finds himself waiting for your touch with baited breath.

He wants you. He wants you so badly it hurts. And when you finally take the tip of his length into your mouth he doesn’t even bother to mask the pleasured groan that pushes past his lips.

“Fuck that’s good.” Zenix groans and subtly rolls his hips upward into your mouth, briefly catching your gaze when he moves beneath you. His body tenses slightly and trembles, his mind starting to fog over from the feeling of your mouth. It's been too long since he's felt this. He's craving it - desperate for it. He moans, his voice bordering that of a whine. “Right there… just like that.”

Zenix tangles one of his hands into your hair and grips you tightly. His hips continually jerk up as he craves more of your touch. The warmth of your mouth around his cock only makes his need for you more prevalent. He needs you. He needs you more than he’s ever needed something before, and you give to him oh so freely. 

Eventually the boy finds himself teetering on the edge of his release. As if reading his mind you pull away from the boy’s length and look up at him.

“You needn’t hold yourself back.” Your hand quickly takes the place of your lips around his length and Zenix eagerly thrusts against your grasp. Hearing you give him that permission sends a shiver down his spine, his body tensing up as he gets closer and closer to the edge. All of the tension and need he's been holding back is about to release and it's all because of you - because of your touch.

When Zenix finally feels that final wave of pleasure washing over him, he tilts his head back against the couch and releases a low, needy groan. As the boy finally starts coming down from his high, his breathing ragged and uneven, you carefully pull your hand away and press a kiss against the underside of his jaw.

“See? Asking for what you want isn’t nearly as hard as you make it out to be.” You remark in amusement.

Zenix lets out a quiet huff and rolls his eyes. “Easy for you to say. You’re the queen of this kingdom, not some noble-nobody who randomly stumbled into power like me.”

“You shouldn’t regard yourself as unremarkable.”

“And you shouldn’t-” Zenix cuts himself off, taking a long breath before letting out a quiet grumble. “Don’t waste your time trying to make me feel better. It’s not important.”

“And why do you get to decide what I deem important?”

“Because I know you.” Zenix frowns slightly as he looks away from you. “You don’t do things ‘just because.’ You’re only here with me now because I-”

“Zenix.” You grasp Zenix’s chin with your hand and force him to meet your gaze. Your voice is oddly stern compared to the soft expression on your face. “I’m going to say this once so I want you to listen to me carefully. You’re not just some noble-nobody I placed in my court and harem, you’re my husband. I’m here with you now because I care for you dearly. No amount of begging will ever change that fact.”

“So I… you mean you-” Zenix clears his throat, his face growing more flushed the longer he stares into your eyes. Despite how being around you makes his heart stir in strange ways, you’ve always been such a deceptively honest person. “You’re so different.”

“Different? How so?”

“Well sometimes you're pretty damn cunning, but then there are times when you're soft. It’s so weird.”

“So are you.”

“I’m not weird!”

“Apologies. I wasn’t trying to say that you’re weird.” Your smile softens as you caress the side of his face with the tips of your fingers. “I was saying that you’re soft.”

The boy scoffs and subtly rolls his eyes at you, feeling slightly offended by your teasing. Although, the more he thinks about it the more he realizes you're right, and he finds himself having a hard time denying it. "Shut up... I'm not soft..."

“Being soft isn’t a bad thing.” You state. “I daresay that it is but a privilege. Few people are raised with gentle hearts, and fewer still are those who may act on it.”

“A privilege…?” After a brief moment of silence Zenix wraps his arms around your waist and pulls your body flush against his. He tucks his face into the crook of your neck and hides his expression from your view. His heart is beating so hard that he’s sure you can feel it. And perhaps, as you gently press your hand flat against his chest, you do.

“Zenix, is there something-?”

“Are you gonna sleep here tonight? I mean- I want you to stay, so can you stay the night with me, Your Excellency?” 

Zenix holds his breath as he awaits your reply. In all your glory you breathe a quiet laugh and bring your hand around to comb through Zenix’s dark locks, subtly pulling the boy closer in your embrace. “Of course I’ll stay.”

[fangirl-in-general]

Hello friends! welcome to the prologue of my Garroth x Reader series. This is my first fic, and I haven't actually written anything in years so please bear with me. I have a vague plan for how I'd like this series to go and if that works out, it will be followed up with PDH, FCU, and Mystreet sequels, just like the actual series (though probably not written in that order cause my attention span would kill me)

There will also be some tragic Gene x Reader featured in this series so be forewarned about that.

Enjoy!

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An MCD Garroth x Reader series

"Legendary" prologue

"You have got to be joking..." The heart wrenching emptiness of the snack bag in your hands was more annoying than problematic, seeing as you were only about twenty minutes from town. The all too familiar urge to reach into the supplies you'd gathered over your journey crept in, but as always, the thought of seeing Garroth's face light up when you brought back the various supplies you found on your journeys was enough to keep your hands on Delphi's reins instead searching through the wagon she was pulling.

Oh, how you missed seeing that dorky helmet and hearing his unsure attempts at cracking jokes everyday... how you missed him, your best friend who always greeted you with a smile you didn't need to see to know was there, who lets you travel around to "help the village with supplies" when you both know that the only useful things you really bring back are food and new contacts (after all who doesn't need a good "I know a guy" friend) but the villagers loved getting to purchase fun new trinkets every time you came back and Garroth knew it kept you from getting too restless, so he gave you his blessing to essentially become the town wander, but you preferred the term "casual diplomatic relations coordinator/goodies gatherer"

Seeing Zenix again was also near and dear to your heart. He could be a major prick, but he was your brother after all...in heart anyway, which was enough for the two of you. You fought more often than not but you both had a soft spot for each other and were the closest thing to family that you both had.

Of course, your friendships with the other villagers were deeply cherished but it was hard to not have a special bond with the two of them. Garroth has a knack for finding people stranded in the woods, he brought you back to town only a week before finding Zenix who was only a kid at the time, and without any memories of your life before he found you wandering alone, it was easy to grow attached to the first two people who really made a difference in your life.

"Garroth! She's back!!" You perked up and slid off Delphi's back as you saw Zenix approaching

You threw your arms around him and laughed at the embrace that finally meant you were back home. "Brother, I missed you! Are you well? How is everyone?"

Zenix was interrupted by the all too familiar voice of your dearest friend who was always more relived by your safe return every time. "You're safe, welcome back" He took Delphi's reins from your hands and began to lead the small group back to town as you clamored on about your journey and why it took so much longer this time, how many people you met, how much you missed home, on and on and on.

Rolling his eyes was Zenix's only facial expression but his inability to stop asking questions was enough to keep you rattling on until all the villagers came and went with their fair share of useless trinkets and food for the week. When they were all done and gone Zenix left with the last two bags of supplies to take back for the guards. Garroth who had been silent the entire time, took hold of the empty cart and followed you back to the stable by your house with Delphi.

"I'm glad you're back, I almost sent raven out to look for you" you chuckle lightly at his concern and pray the torches aren't bright enough to show the blush that creeps onto your face.

"It was only a day long delay, Garroth" he sets down the wagon and turns away a bit, but his face remains pointed towards you as you tilt your head looking for a response.

Fully turning back to you he begins to inspect the details on his gloves, a painfully obvious que that he's flustered himself again. "I'm aware, it's just...it's dangerous out there, and you know we're vulnerable right now without a lord. I just don't want to see you get hurt."

Garroth is a caring person, you know this firsthand, but even still his heart and kindness manage to melt you every single time you speak to him. It's like he was born to be a beacon of hope, and his protectiveness is bound so deeply in his nature you can't help but want to protect him for a change. You don't know every detail of his past, but given yours is not available to you, it's a privilege he was willing to share with you all he did.

You didn't realize you were placing your hand on his arm until his head snapped up to meet your gaze, the slight glimpse of blue through his helm was enough to make you lose your train of thought for a moment. Though he didn't pull away, the feeling of his muscles tensing in your hold was enough for you to bring your hand back to you. "Thank you, Garroth. For always caring so much...for everyone."

A slight chuckle echoed from his mouth; you almost missed it. "You do not need to thank me for doing my job"

The grin that crept onto your face was almost involuntary, but moments like this were important to you. Making sure people knew the difference they could make, the good they would do was important to you, even though you knew Garroth would never fully believe you.

"It's not just your job Garroth, it's you. We both know that. You've changed so many lives and you keep so many people safe, it may not always work out but that's not nothing. Don't ever forget that, please"

Your heart fluttered at the all too familiar smile you heard in his thanks, how he's managed to keep the sight of it hidden all these years was a mystery to you, but it was none of your business, you only hoped silently that one day he'd trust you enough-

His hand began to flex towards yours and your heart skipped in your chest...before he brought it up to scratch his neck instead. Clearing your throat, you began to turn away from him. "I should really get to bed. Rest up from the long journey"

Garroth nodded. "Of course, I should be going. Long day tomorrow." You took a few steps back and he began to head back down the road before turning for a moment more "It's good to have you back. Goodnight" You smiled back, a little to dazed to truly recall your reply.

Your loving bed was unfortunately not enough to keep your thoughts from drifting back to the man who always seemed to keep them occupied. Looks like you won't not be getting much sleep tonight...

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Thank you sooooo much for reading!! I hope you enjoyed cause this is only the beginning! Feel free to request one-shots, drabbles, and head cannons in the meantime

[chackyxyooj]

Masterlist

Fandoms included below the cut:

Aphmau Mystreet | Aphmau Diaries Demon Slayer | Kimetsu no Yaiba Attack On Titan | Shingeki no Kyojin

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Aphmau

Head Canons

Switch it up | ft. Laurance, Gene, Travis, Garroth | NSFW

Drabbles

Cold Showers | ft. Laurance, Zenix, Gene, Vylad

Attention Pt. 1 | ft. Laurance, Dante, Travis, Gene

Attention Pt. 2 | ft. Garroth, Zenix, Vylad, Ein

Back to the Wall | ft. Gene, Laurance, Vylad

Back to the Wall Pt. 2 | ft. Zenix, Dante, Garroth

One Shots

It Ends How It Begins | MS!Gene X Reader

The Beginning | PDH!Gene X Reader

Once Burned: A Snippet | MCD!Gene X Reader

One Shot Series (Masterlist links)

One Night | Various MS!Boys X Reader

Her Royal Consorts | Various Consort!MS!Boys X Queen!Reader

Second Male Lead Syndrome | Various MS!Boys XR Reader

Long Stories

Once Burned | Laurance X Reader X Gene (Ao3)

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Demon Slayer

Memories of the Future | Various X Reader (Masterlist)

Letter 1 | Letter 2 | Letter 3 |

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Attack on Titan

One Shots

It Wasn't Just a Dream | Jean X Reader

Like Boats in the Night | Floch X Reader

To You, Who Loved Me First | Marcel X Reader

Long Stories

Friend or Foe | Various X Reader (Ao3)

Allies or Enemies | Various X Reader (Ao3)

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[fangirl-in-general]

Hey there!! If you're new here, then welcome, I've started the process of writing a Garroth x Reader fic (later featuring Gene x Reader but Garroth is end game) I'm about to start on a master list so I don't have to keep reintroducing the series lol but here is the previous chapter. If you've already read the Prologue and pt1 then welcome back, if not then you should definitly check those out first!!

warnings for this chapter: Fem!Reader, slow burn

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An mcd!Garroth x reader series

Legendary Pt2

"I don't know Garroth, she's just been...renovating"

Garroth's head tilts at your words and you begin to chuckle before continuing. "She's actually pretty sweet. I've enjoyed her compony the past couple days. But yea she's literally just been...fixing stuff, largely unprompted too. She fixed the well, Dale hasn't drunkenly tumbled into it since. There's really nothing weird or suspicious to report. well...except her talking to herself sometimes...but it doesn't really interfere with anything, so I've just decided to ignore it." You give him an awkward smile and shrug, his silence all you need to know that he's looking at you like you grew five feet and sprinted into another dimension.

A smirk crept onto your face. "Should I fill out the report myself while you take time to process our new resident's activities?" Your words seemed to snap him out of it as he stuttered and began writing.

He pauses, glancing up. "What was it you said earlier about the house..." You almost cackle at the thought, this girl had quite the imagination...but at least she had the know-how to back that up and actually get things done, you needed that around here.

"The babe house, is what she called it."

"I see. You said she...brought someone over from the water village to live there?" You nod, and he continues writing. "So, we have a new villager to welcome I suppose."

"Donna! She's real sweet too, a bit of a firecracker, interesting accent though, I haven't heard one like it for...as long as I can remember" Garroth rolls his eyes at the VERY overused joke about your lack of memories from your past, but the slight chuckle is always enough for you to want to make the joke again.

You sit there twiddling your thumbs while he finishes his report, it's not that you need to stay but you know...just in case you think of something else that happens before he's done...and so you can sit with him for a while longer but that's just what friends do. His presence has always been so comforting, familiar when nothing else was, and he always says that it's relaxing to know you're with him, a guard always needs his back covered you suppose, and it's hard to keep watch while you're writing.

He glances up at you, a smile creeps onto your lips, and you turn to look out the widow as you wait. You've been best friends for so long it doesn't surprise you how naturally you welcome each other into your spaces, not to an indecent degree but it is rather...unusual you suppose. Come to think of it, there was never a time you weren't like that, you had been staying with Garroth when you first arrived you even tried to help as a guard before realizing how stir crazy you were with no memories of the world around you...but no matter how far you went, the memories you made, the people you met, your head and heart...your home... had always remained right here, in the hands of a man you'd never truly seen.

"That's done. Thank you for staying" He stands, tucking the book into a drawer before crossing the room to look at you. "It's always easier knowing you're here"

You smile again, he always had a way of making you smile even if you didn't want to. "Of course. There's not much else for me to do while I'm here." You look out the window and spy Aphmau having what seems to be a very interesting conversation with Zenix that mainly appears to be him talking at her while she listens confused.

Garroth chuckles at your remark, following your gaze. "She seems...good. I hope she makes a difference; we need it."

"She will"

Both of you are taken aback by the statement, you weren't quite sure why you said it, it was instinct. Garroth continues. "Well...I know better than to doubt your word." He turns back, you're unable to meet his gaze but under it you can feel your cheeks warming to a shade you pray he can't see through the slit in his helm.

The silence returns, comfortable as always and equally palpable. "Garroth..." A soft, low hum is heard in response. "I've been thinking. With the lord being...gone, and now there's new people coming into town...what if I stay? I can help as a guard, or even just mild security. You know I can fight, and we're going to need more patrols before long. What do you think?"

You hadn't realized that he was staring at you. The once comfortable air around you is gone and you're left overthinking the suggestion. You open your mouth to speak, and he finally responds. "You...you want to stay?" You nod and let out a slight laugh "But you hate being stuck here."

You chuckle again and shove him slightly. "Whatever, can a person not want to see the world? Plus, I could still travel when we need it, just not all the time anymore. Whatever past I have...I'm not gonna find it by aimlessly wandering. Right now, I need to be here, I can feel it." You cast your eyes to your boots in an attempt to alleviate your nerves. "And for the record, I've never been stuck here. It's always been home."

It couldn't have been more than a few seconds before you felt yourself being pulled in Garroth's staunch embrace. The shock was so consuming that you forgot to put your arms around him till he began to pull away, his grip tightened when you did. There are many words you'd use to describe your friend Garroth: strong, kind, loyal, helpful...physically affectionate didn't quite make the list, though you suppose that's two words, either way this was...unexpected.

A shiver tickled your spine as his embrace dropped slightly, his hands tracing ever so gently down your arms, as though releasing the touch completely might bring him some kind of pain...then he pulled away. It was so harsh and sudden he almost flew to the other side of the room. He looked out the window before speaking. "Yes. of course, you're always welcome. Whatever you'd like."

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"It's just so beautiful here, I love it! And I'm so glad I was able to find Donna and bring her. I hope I can help around here; I'd really love to watch this village grow." Aphmau had been giddily ranting about all of her days activities since you ran into her after leaving the guard quarters. It was nice though, to have someone so excited about something other than the latest crop Brendan planted or the massive number of sticks Zenix managed to break around the outskirts of town.

If you were to be honest however...you hadn't truly been listening. Her words, even the food in front of you began to drift from your attention. Your thoughts had been consumed by prior events. Garroth has been affectionate before: a hand on your arm, briefly holding your hand in his own, cupping your cheek to get a point across, even an embrace on a rare occasion, you were friends, that made sense...but...he had never...well, Garroth always took his gloves off when he wrote...he just happened to leave them off this time and...to put it bluntly, you'd never felt his skin before, his real touch...it was...

Irene...you're going insane...

"-and then I came across what Zenix called 'The Old Lord's house', and I found this journal-"

"Wait you what??" you snapped back to reality quicker than you would've liked but something about the words 'Zenix' 'Lord' and 'journal' all being strung together made you heart sink down to your gut. It felt urgent.

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The ruins weren't exactly where you'd expected to spend your evening but after talking for hours, Aph finally decided it was a good time to mention that she'd been knocked out and the journal was stolen so you decided it was worth checking out, after all you weren't technically a guard yet but wasn't it like...your civic duty? Plus, it got your mind off of Garroth.

Garroth...

You wondered if he left his gloves off on purpose...no that's silly. It's not even like anything happened. He just held you, and caressed your arms, and stared at you, and gave you butterflies as you kept remembering all the reasons he would never kiss you, your list coming to 'I haven't even seen his face' and 'he would have by now...right?'

Irene! Get this man out of your head for five minutes please!!

The ruins were bare as far as you could tell. You found the desk Aphmau had mentioned but other than that there was nothing, not even footprints. Just the ominous feeling of being watched.

A twig snaps in the tree line, you draw your sword. You make your way closer to the source of the noise, you haven't ever had formal guard training, you were just skilled with a sword and practiced with Zenix and Garroth from time to time, but your instincts were good for someone with no known combat experience.

You notice a woman with white hair hiding behind a tree about five yards away. You move to approach her, when you hear a noise behind you-

*WACK*

You were out cold.

Above you stood a figure you wouldn't have recognized even if you'd been conscious. The woman emerges from the darkness, her soft voice breaking the silence.

"That felt bit unnecessary." A glare from the figure was the only response given. "I'm just saying...there's no way she'd find anything, plus she's Zenix's 'sister', the one he talks about all the time. Even if she is the point of interest, she won't do anything soon, she doesn't even remember who she is." She begins to walk away.

The shadow turns after hearing the woman's statement, then looks back down at your unconscious form, bending down to grab your face and examine it closer. "Fascinating little thing..."

A quiet groan escapes the mysterious woman, she turns back. "Look, she's not the highest source of power here, if we want to know who or what he's after we have to keep looking...are you even listening?"

The figure stands still focused on you. "Watch it, don't try to give me orders, Sasha. Let's go. I'm going to keep an eye on her myself"

She rolls her eyes as the pair begins walking away. "Ok. Whatever Gene."

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The end!! of this chapter anyway. Thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed cause we're just starting to get into the fun stuff I have planned!!! Bye!

[fangirl-in-general]

FIC IDEA!!!! 🚨🚨🚨🚨

Obviously nothing is set in stone, and I’m really just writing this to satisfy my need for content but I wanted to share the idea I had for an mcd fic so here’s everything I got so far…

Garroth x reader as a main thing (tho there will be as little distinct details as possible and I’ll try not to use y/n or anything when I’m writing)

Reader is Zenix’s “older sister” garroth found her and Zenix together and she had no memory of who she was or where she came from so they all just kinda bonded, to the point where they all stay in the guard tower together as one little found family (it’s mostly cause neither of them would survive trying to keep zenix in line by themselves). She helped with Zenix’s training and occasionally assisted as a novice guard when needed due to her skill with a sword, but typically she works as a seamstress, entertainer, and designated group braincell (85% of the time)

Reader has always lowkey had a crush on Garroth but never actually realized it until aphmau came into town and caught Garroth’s attention. Upon becoming friends with aphmau she starts to become more and more aware of her feelings and tried harder and harder to push them away and focus on how good of a friendship they’ve had all these years. (This doesn’t work)

Once it is revealed that Zenix is a shadow night the reader attempts to bring him back and talk some sense into him and it just results in her getting kidnapped by him, Sasha, and Gene. Gene begins to take a particular interest in her and attempts to sympathize with her situation of unrequited affection as a way to get her to feel betrayed by Garroth so she’ll fall for him. However could never turn on Garroth so easily, he’s been one of the most important people in her life for years without romance, why would she give that up now??? Tho her heart does do a very distinct little back flip now every time she see Gene….

Then the story will continue and we’ll see where it goes from there👀👀👀

I want to keep it as close to the actual storyline as possible (till the “end” obviously) but there’s definitely gonna be a few changes here and there. I’m also not gonna frame Aphmau as a bad guy cause I hate when fics have to make the actual Mc evil in order to write a convincing love story.

There won’t be any romance with Laurence cause I wanna keep it pretty concise but he and reader will be besties who playfully flirt pretty regularly (till they get dedicated to their lovers of course, then they’re just besties) so I’m sorry for my Laurence fans out there…

Anyway that’s what I got so far!!!! Hope you like it and I’ll start soon I think!

[fangirl-in-general]

Dear readers, welcome! If you haven't read the other parts of this story here is the previous chapter and the next thing I upload will be a masterlist which I will attach here when it's done. I'm still an amateur writer so this may be a little funky but I hope you enjoy anyway!

Warnings: Fem!reader, slow burn, mild depictions of violence

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An mcd!Garroth x reader series

Legendary Pt3

"...It's almost time."

Tall, white, walls suffocated your vision as you pried open your eyes. The air around you felt heavy, and despite the otherworldly light burning your eyes it was hazy, as if they couldn't process what was around you.

A voice- no two. Three? You weren't sure and didn't have time to figure it out. The voices echoed in your brain and the harder you tried to do or think anything the hotter the air felt...no not the air...your eyes, your brain, your lungs, your bones, your very being burned as they spoke. Words you couldn't even understand seared into you.

Screams of agony began to rip from your throat. Your vision continued to blur as you reached with trembling hands for anything you could find.

The voices hushed, and the burning in and behind your eyes calmed to a simmering warmth that seeped into your very being. It felt as if a whole other life force had tried to creep into your soul but stopped just below the skin...waiting.

It felt dangerous, as if it could choke your life out, if need be, but also wholly dedicated to keeping you alive.

And somehow, it knew who you were.

"I won't be able to watch over you much longer...always know we loved you."

A bright flash and you fell back into unconsciousness

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"FATHER!!"

Your abrupt declaration, as you violently jolted awake caused Garroth to jump out of the chair he had previously been seated in. The man in question ran over, placing his hand on your arm.

As soon as he came into sight it was as if your words poured out of you on their own. "Father. Relic. Her temple...Garroth don't go into her temple!" Garroth's other hand quickly found its way to your cheek as he began to try calming you down.

"Hey, I'm right here, I'm not going into a temple. It's ok. Breath." The air entering your chest felt cold. Everything was cold. Your bed beneath you, Garroth's chainmail in your hand, your eyes...

You began to calm a bit. Looking around your small bedroom was enough to pull you out of that endless white void.

"Zenix found you out in the woods, said you must've hit your head...what happened?" He sat next to you on the bed, and it was almost enough to distract you from that feeling just beneath your skin...almost.

You focus your gaze on Garroth and try to answer him but all you can manage is a broken "...huh?" he sighs in response and takes his gloves off, moving to check the bump on the back of your head.

"It's looking better"

"How long was I out?"

He crossed his arms...a habit he used to pretend he wasn't nervous. He choked up for a moment, you would've missed it had either of you been anyone else. "...a couple days." You both took deep breaths, and he continued. "Please. What happened?"

You looked down trying to remember where you were before that awful dream. "...I was just...Aphmau said she was attacked out by the old lord's house and...there was someone in the trees."

His muscles tensed. "Did you get a good look?" An unfamiliar name flashed in your mind

Gene

You shake your head "No, nothing." There was no real reason to keep that from him, but it also didn't make sense to tell him. You hadn't ever heard that name before, and you were sure Garroth would send people out looking regardless of the unsustainable evidence.

He nodded and stood from the spot he'd taken on your bed. A little late for propriety's sake but all too soon for you, though you knew he would've grown anxious had he stayed in such an intimate position for much longer.

He could tell there was more bothering you but based on how little you spoke in that moment there was no way he'd push you for more now, not when he knew you'd be here to talk to when you were feeling better anyway. For now, you needed food and a bath. "Go clean up. I'm going to start you something to eat."

"You really don't have to do that-"

"Please, I insist."

You smile as he makes his way to the door. "Wait!" He pauses and turns at your call. "Where's Aphmau? I think I need to talk to her."

Garroth tenses slightly which obviously doesn't go unnoticed by you. "Oh- Uh she...She started building her own house up on top of the hill. Said she wanted to be able to watch over the whole village." A twinge of sadness spread through your chest, though you weren't quite sure why. "I can send for her if you'd like"

"Please do"

He nodded and left the room. You sat with your thoughts for a moment...It seems just as much happened in the waking world as did in your dream.

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Aphmau sat across from you with a warm smile. She's been nothing but helpful since she arrived, and everyone in the village has grown rather fond of her. It's been nice to have someone who cares about the people take the reins for once. From singlehandedly repaving the roads, building a new plaza, bringing in new residents, and never letting anyone feel as though they were undeserving of a helping hand, you'd grown to admire her greatly...as had Garroth.

She'd become like a sister to you almost, it was nice to have that...except that something was strange. "Aph...who are you"

She tilted her head at you and laughed a bit. "I'm Aphmau! I've been helping you guys for a while now, you should know that."

You sighed and began to reconsider this whole thing. "No, Aphmau. I mean...before you came here. Where are you from? who's your family? Who...are you?"

Aph looked at you earnestly. There was something in her eyes, something beyond the woman you knew, something comforting but unknown. She took a breath and began truly confiding in you for the first time since she arrived here. "I don't know. All I knew was my name, and that I'm supposed to help. But I've learned so much from being with all of you in the village. Every single one of you is my family. That's what I know."

"You said you're supposed to help. Help who? What tells you that's why you're here?"

Aphmau smiles at you again, playful and excited as always, and full of a life she hadn't even lived. "I just...feel it. It's that longing, something that calls for you. It's the same thing that pulled you to wander across Ru'aun for so long. Or perhaps I should say what caused you to stop wandering Ru'aun after so long" She shot you a wink after her last statement and the heat that rose in your cheeks reminded you of your dream...the reason she was here.

Shaking your head you forced yourself to stay on track. You recounted the dream to her, ensuring she wouldn't tell a soul and refusing to leave out a single detail. She seemed distant the more you spoke, not as though she wasn't listening, more like she was so enveloped in the story that she was seeing it firsthand. You ended your great retelling with the reason you'd called for her to begin with. "Aphmau..one of the voices was you."

She snapped out of her haze staring directly into your eyes. For a moment her face looked hazy, like your eyes couldn't see her fully. Maybe you couldn't. "Woah, that's a pretty crazy dream. I'm flattered that I was in it though!" Her statement won an eyeroll, and you quickly cut her off

"It wasn't just a dream!" You slowly rolled up your sleeve to show the mark that had made its way to your bicep.

She leaned forward to examine it. "Oh my Irene, is that a scar?? It's HUGE!"

You nodded. "I found it while Garroth was getting you. Aphmau I didn't have this before that dream. And before you ask if it was the people who knocked me out, the answer is no. It wouldn't have healed that quickly."

"Have you told Garroth?"

You begin to jerk your sleeve back down. "No. I'm not sure it would change anything."

She tilts her head at you. "Maybe not but aren't you best friends? He'd wanna know if something hurt you, and if something bad is happening to the villagers you should tell him. It could protect a lot of people in the future."

You looked at her and smiled "You're right. Thank you Aphmau."

She smiled in response and pulled you in for a tight hug. "Of course! I may not be the best at all of this yet, I don't actually have any prior experiences to my knowledge-'

"I know all about that"

Aphmau giggled at your interruption and pulled from the embrace. "BUT...I'm gonna do my best to make sure this village and everyone in it have as good a life as they deserve. Plus, you're kinda my best friend here. I want you to be happy, and keeping secrets from Garroth does not make you happy." You both chuckle at the fact. "Go. He's probably out on the docks having his ~alone time~"

"I'm sorry, docks??"

"Oh yea, Brendan built docks! Pretty sure he just finished them today. We got some new merchants in town too so you should defiantly stop by the plaza!!" You take a moment to process her statements.

"Huh...you pass out for a couple days and miss everything.."

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Telling Garroth was simultaneously easier and harder than you'd imagined. He believed you without question and agreed to help you look around the area, but seeing your sudden and rather sizable scar sent him into a bit of a panic. he had a bit of medical knowledge from his days in guard training but had absolutely no explanation as to how that had happened, and he made it quite clear that the idea of some mysterious dream thing harming you was not welcome.

That's how you ended up being studied like an insect under a microscope by Emmalyn. The blonde had quite the time examining your burn, questioning the magical implications, and interrogating you thoroughly about every detail you could possibly remember.

All in all, it didn't result in much other than Emmalyn swearing to get to the bottom of things and instantly pulling every book on burns, magic, and unexplainably realistic dreams she could think of. Meanwhile Garroth had to run an undisclosed errand before you guys went back to check out the old lord's house, so you decided to take fellow amnesiac friend's advice and check out the new and improved village plaza.

As soon as you turned the corner you bumped into Brendan. The dark-haired farmer had been a fairly good friend to you all these years, though it was hard to actually maintain a close relationship since whenever you weren't out of town, he was stuck with the building projects, a subject he didn't fail to bring up himself. "Have you seen the new dock I built? I'm not really supposed to tell people about it until Garroth safety checks it or whatever but I'm sure you've already heard about it"

"I have! I'm very proud of you Brendan you did a great job. You finished today, right?"

The man's smile grew. "Sure did! I finished it a few hours ago. Just got back from the plaza. You're gonna love Visher and Paul!"

"Who and... wait huh?"

"Oh, they're the new merchants who stopped by! Come on, I'll introduce you!" Brendan walks you to the merchant booths and you see two men, one with red hair and dark blue clothing. His orange clothed companion was someone you recognized instantly.

"Paul!?" You'd met Paul on one of your many trips to Brightport over the years. He was one of the best crop merchants in Ru'aun and a good friend of yours, so it was great to see him again. Bright port may have been nearby but the longer you'd spent traveling you were always more likely to go to further destinations, so it was rare you got to see him.

The man turned to you and smiled before pulling you into a bear hug. "Hey kiddo! How've you been!? It's been months since I've seen you! I had no idea you lived here. I want to know everything!"

"Everything is great! The village is booming, life is good!"

Brendon leaned over your shoulder. "She was attacked in the woods a few days ago and has been knocked out until like three hours ago"

You turned to Brendan with a look that didn't need words to express how appalled you were at his audacity. Turning back to Paul who was more than shocked you waved your hand dismissively, encouraging him to go back to the small talk.

He introduced you to his friend Visher, who you had only ever had brief interactions with, and told you everything from the changes being made in Brightport to the new fertilizer's he'd been working with recently. That all came to a halt when he gestured towards Brendan and asked, "So is this that young man you always tell me about?"

You were too in shock to answer before Brendan laughed and responded for you. "Oh no, that's not me! No no no, you're totally thinking of Garroth! He's-"

"I'm what??"

The sound of Garroth's voice made you jump and turn to face him, smacking Brendan's arm in the process. You could hear Paul chuckle behind you and all you could do was pray to Irene that Garroth hadn't been fully in earshot till he heard his own name. "Oh nothing! Brendan was just telling our guests..."

Visher interrupted the panicked interaction "We were telling them how at home you've made us feel and how grateful we are that you bought so much so soon, and they were telling us about all your other noble deeds!"

Garroth stood silent for a moment before he began fidgeting with the end of his glove "Right...well..just performing my duty as best as I can. I'm glad you gentlemen have acclimated so smoothly." He turns slightly to you.

You're fully aware how uncomfortable he is with the excessive flattery and you yourself are so desperate to change the subject that you begin speaking immediately. "Well, Garroth, we should get started on that investigation."

"Right! Yes, the investigation. That...yes, we should go. Good day gentlemen!" He turns away so quickly you would've missed it if you blinked. You smile sheepishly at Paul and follow on Garroth's heels.

Catching up to him you're met only with silence, until you both turn and burst into a fit of giggles. It's never been a secret that Garroth's skill lies in Combat, surveillance, and otherwise not so social tasks. He's glad to help where he can but more often than not, he'd rather do it silently.

You on the other hand, love talking and are just prone to having to shove your foot in your mouth when you say something embarrassing. Quite the well-rounded pair if you do say so yourself, and you do. Though it almost always leads to a situation like the one you were just in.

You continued making your way to the scene of your accident, joking and giggling with Garroth the whole way, blissfully unaware of the shadow lurking in the trees behind you.

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The end! Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed. The drama should be picking up a bit in the next chapter so keep your eyes peeled!! Ok BYYYYEEEE!!!

[arienic]

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Laurance (ALL SERIES')

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