#pdh garroth x reader

[starhvney]

𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑: 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: blaze, garroth, gene, laurance

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: your friend group has a certain game they like to play at your co-ed sleepovers–one that was exhilarating and full of tension. naturally, what’s a girl to do but use her wits and charm to win over the heart of the boy she’s playing with? and what if he’s the one pulling the strings all along?

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: teens being teens, fluff and flirtyness, kissing and cooties! it’s implied that they’re dating the reader or at least have mutual crushes

𝐂𝐖: use of fake knives and nerf guns lol

𝐀/𝐍: erm..umm…hehe? bites lip

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

“hey blaze, wanna go see something cool?” you ask suddenly, tilting your head and batting your eyelashes up at the tall werewolf.

he purses his lips, black ears twitching against his dark red curls. a suspicious hum leaves his lips for a moment as the rest of the group warily watches on.

“okay!” he goofily smiles, shrugging and following after you towards the house’s basement door.

“blaze… don’t fall for it.”

“but she’s such a trustworthy person!” he protests against the group’s warnings, beginning to follow you down the dim staircase.

you hold back a snort at his enthusiastic voice, wondering if he was playing up on his usual airheaded tendencies or if he really thought you weren’t going to kill him off from the game down here.

“the basement, definitely super romantic and cool and not suspicious at all!”

he definitely knew. you giggle as you make it to the end of the staircase, standing at the bottom as you awkwardly try to think of what you want to “show him” besides the plastic knife in your pocket.

“your laugh is usually cute, but when it’s so mischievous and in a dark basement it’s kind of creepy,” he shivers, backing up towards the stairs again. “actually… i just remembered i need to do something!”

“wait! you said i’m cute, right?” you snatch onto his flannel, dragging him back towards you—or rather dragging yourself towards his much heavier and unmoving body.

“yeah…”

“um… wanna… make out?”

“yeah!” he switches back to his himbo cheerfulness, very eagerly leaning down and pressing his lips against yours.

you indulge him for a moment, before your puckered lips spread into an evil smile and you’re pressing the plastic knife into his abs. a disappointed sigh leaves his lips as he dramatically sinks down to the floor to play dead.

“not cool, you’re gonna leave me in the spooky basement?” he pouts, his fluffy tail laying flat on the ground.

“you’ll be fine,” you giggle, pressing one last kiss to his forehead and happily skipping up the stairs to finish the round. “see you later!”

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞!

“where is everyone…?” you trail, feeling uneasy as you look for all of the friends you were separated from. 

your search is interrupted when you hear footsteps rapidly approaching you across the grass of the backyard. 

despite knowing this was a silly game with friends, turning to see a six foot three beast of a werewolf sprinting at you with a plastic knife in hand was still a terrifying visual. you couldn’t help the terrified yelp that left your lips as you sprinted away from him, knowing your efforts were futile.

you’re caught up to within barely a few seconds, strong arms nearly crushing you as he scoops you up. a squeal leaves your lips as you cling onto his shirt, feeling your feet leave the ground.

“wait! wait!” you screech, heart racing as you catch your breath.

“nuh-uh,” he laughs.

you groan when you feel the knife firmly placed against your back, limply dangling in blaze’s arms.

“caught you.”

𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

your arms boldly slink around garroth’s shoulders as you lean onto him from behind where he sat, your face snuggling up to the side of his cheek.

automatically he tenses up, eyelids narrowing as his vision darts over to you from the side of his eye. he mutters your name suspiciously, but one of his hands comes up to softly grab onto one of your arms.

“hey, garroth,” you whisper into his ear, holding back the amused giggle that fights to escape your lips. “i was just wishing a tall, hot blonde guy would go into the closet to make out with me…”

garroth sighs, his ears turning a bright red where your breath ghosted along the skin.

“you said that last time, and i died.”

you can tell he’s trying to make his voice monotonous and unimpressed, but the amused intonation at the end of his sentence tells another story. your chest presses against his back, and the breathy, mischievous laughter that exhales from your lungs shakes the both of you.

“no, i’m for real this time!”

“oh yeah, that sounds perfect,” he sarcastically quips back. “i’ll go with the girl trying to seduce me into the closet with no witnesses.”

“garroth… would i ever betray you in such a way?”

“you just did a couple rounds ago.”

“yeahhh,” you drawl out, placing a kiss on his cheek as you quickly place the knife over his heart and press down. “sorry.”

he sighs, slumping forward on the table to play dead.

“so cruel and heartless,” he jokingly pouts, and you have to restrain yourself from placing another kiss on his jutted lower lip.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 ����𝐢𝐞!

“garroth, i’m sorry. why don’t we hug it out?” you suggest, arms spread wide as you look up at the blonde expectantly.

he rolls his eyes, leaning down and tightly wrapping his arms around you. after a moment you pay his back, expecting to be let go, but realization hits you as it’s his turn to giggle at you. 

the light rumbling of his laughter vibrates against you, before you feel the plastic knife pressing right up against the small of your back.

you groan, going limp in his arms and leaning your head back as you sigh in light hearted annoyance.

“wowwww, okay.”

he continues to laugh, leaning over and letting you slink down to the floor before gently letting you rest on the ground.

“sorry,” he smiles, looking the least bit sorry before leaning down and placing a kiss against your lips.

“i’m so gonna haunt you.”

“i wouldn’t mind a pretty ghost following me around,” he smiles back, before getting back up and running off to finish his job.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

“gene, wanna go make out?” you casually ask, smiling at the older boy cheekily and attempting to ignore the attractive look he stares back at you with.

his head falls back and he rolls his eyes, smirk plastered on his lips as he sighs in contemplation from where he sat.

“see, how am i supposed to refuse when you ask like that, though?”

“like what?” you tilt your head innocently, lacing your hands behind your back.

he pointedly stares at you through hooded eyes, before stretching up from his seat and shoving his hands in his pockets.

“alright, where are we going to make out?”

you shrug and guide him out of the house, passing a few people as you go.

“where are you two going?”

“to make out, apparently.”

“don’t tell me you’re falling for that.”

“it’ll be fine,” gene drawls, waving his hand as the two of you exit the house. “i have a feeling on how this is gonna end, but i’ll take my chances.”

“well, whoever’s the cop—be ready when she comes back alone,” you hear someone say as the door shuts behind you. 

you only take a few steps before turning around, pointing the knife at him with a small innocent smile on your face.

“damn, not even gonna give me a small chance at a kiss before you kill me?”

“so sorry,” you apologize emptily, the cheeky smile on your lips leaving when he leans forward into the knife, grabbing your face and devouring your lips for a moment with his own.

you blink at him in shock as he pretends to cough in pain, keeping forward into the ground and rolling onto his back to play dead.

“it’s alright, you will be later,” he smirks back, laying flat on the ground and staring up at the stars.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐩. 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞!

finally! you found where your friends had been all round… only to see that they were all sprawled out on the floor, motionless. you take a cautious step into the room, slowly turning your head to the tall form standing in your peripheral.

you hear a few snickers from the ground as you and gene stare at each other, with your hands on your hips.

“well, it’s just us, huh?”

“yep.”

you don’t have enough time or a chance to pull out the gun, instead having to run away down the hall and through the back doors as he suddenly sprints after you.

“nooo! nonono, gene!” you call out, fumbling for the gun in your pocket as you run through the grass.

“why are you running?” he asks, the amused smile on his lips heard through his voice without even having to glance back. “don’t run from me.”

you point the gun back, shooting and missing the boy entirely, wasting your last bullet. one more stride and he catches up to you, knocking the gun out of your hand and restraining you against him with one arm in a single swoop. 

“wait! don’t!” you frantically scramble as he presses the knife up against your chest. “i will… um!”

“mhmmm…” he tauntingly hums, letting you continue.

“…go out? …with you?”

you whine as he presses the knife down against your chest, slumping over as he hunches over and slowly lets you down to the ground. deep laughter leaves his lips as he looks down at your pout, hands on his knees in amusement. 

“sorry, that’s not a good deal if you already do that, doll.”

𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.

“laurance, follow me,” you tug on his shirt, backing up as you try to lure him out of the room.

“i’m not falling for that, silly girl,” he leans down towards you, smirk plastered on his face. “where’s everyone else you walked off with, then. hm?”

“falling for what?” you follow him as he starts backing away from you and towards the door. “i just love you so much. i wanna show you!”

“uh-huh, right,” he nods, before turning and taking off outside into the cool night air.

“laurance! wait, let me show you!” you laugh hysterically. “i wanna show you how much i love you!”

“get away!” he laughs, using his soccer skills to dodge and run away from you in the grass.

you manage to catch him, jumping onto his back and using the momentum to tackle the both of you down to the soft grass. your legs straddle his torso as you both catch your breath, chests panting for air.

“now it’s just us…” you trail, dragging your index finger across his lower lip. 

you pull on it before leaning down and pressing a kiss to his lips, simultaneously plunging the fake knife against his chest.

“that was both terrifying and hot at the same time,” he breathes with a smug grin.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐩. 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞!

“come on, you don’t trust me?” laurance tilts his head, pouting as you indecisively point your gun back and forth between him and katelyn—the rest of your friends laid out on the ground. “ouch, that hurts.”

katelyn stares at you with a deadpan expression. her and laurance have their arms raised in the air in surrender, leaving you as the one to make the game-settling decision.

“um…”

“don’t let him woo you, you’re better than this—“

“she went off with aphmau alone and now aphmau is dead!” laurance insists, leaning forward towards you. “it’s obviously her, be smart. you’re smart.”

“um… i’m sorry katelyn!” you apologize, sending a bullet out toward katelyn’s stomach.

she laughs with a groan as she sinks to the ground. you come to the realization that you, in fact, made the wrong decision when nobody else gets up, leaving you and laurance at a standstill.

“…i’m out of bullets.”

“you better run…” someone mutters with a snort on the ground.

strings of shouts and scared curses leave your lips as you take off down the hallway, searching for any bullets to use now that you’ve cornered yourself at one end of the house.

“oh no!” you yelp, socks sliding as you land against a wall, laurance’s hands trapping you in before you can scramble anywhere else.

“hey,” he jokingly bites his lip, staring at you with faux seduction.

you sigh dramatically. “just kill me.”

he giggles, stabbing you with the knife before placing a kiss against your cheek.

“hey, it’s not your fault my charm works so well—“

“shut up.”

©starhvney, 2024. please do not steal or repost my works as your own.

[miniaturecollectiveendermen]

hihi! hope you’re doing well :)

i was wondering if you could write headcannons for phoenix drop high Gene, Garroth & Blaze with a popular reader? like reader is well known in phoenix drop high, super energetic, kind and captain/leader of a big sports team/club? maybe just general headcannons (including how the two get together?)

tysm <33

A/N: i had a lot of fun writing this!! im sorry it took a while, i was sick when the request was sent and got sick again in the middle of writing im good now - for the most part at least

i hope you enjoy read this! :3

!! WARNINGS !! i feel like PDH!gene needs a warning of his own, gn!reader, you/your pronouns used

Gene: 

You were the volleyball club president, the cheery type who had a knack for making friends.

Gene is in no way fond of the popular types; so then why did you catch his attention? 

Why does his heartbeat pick up when he sees you smile, when he hears your laugh?

Gene is a selfish person, he takes what he wants - and in this case he wants you.

He considered trying to find something to blackmail you with, and get you to join the shadowknights.

But you always had people around you, and everyone knew what he was like, so there was no way they'd let him pull you away for a private conversation. 

But he found himself with the perfect opportunity one day after school. 

Your teammates had other obligations they needed to attend to; this left you to put away the equipment. 

He dismissed Sasha and Zenix (mainly Zenix as he had a tendency to speak without thinking). 

He approached you, and offered to help clean up. 

It was almost unnerving how nice he was being - you may have been a friendly person but you weren't stupid. you knew he was planning something.

You chose to be nice to him, but you kept your guard up. 

Time passes and you guys finish cleaning up, you say goodbye to Gene, and leave. 

Only after you leave does he realize he didn't even bring up you joining the shadow-knights. 

He just spent time with you, talking and hanging out like you were old friends. 

This is the first thing that made him question his plan.

PDH gene is by no means a good person - but even he has some morals. 

After this you would say hello to him in passing and make small talk - again acting like you two had been friends for years. 

You were just too sweet, and it chipped away at him. 

Eventually he completely forgot about forcing you to join the shadowknights. 

Although you weren't a shadowknight, you were friends. 

And not just with him, you were nice to Sasha and Zenix too. 

Sasha had gotten rather attached to you, and although Zenix would rather die than admit it - he quite liked having you around. 

Of course other people questioned why someone as sweet as you would be friends with them. Were you being forced?

you would always respond with “they're actually really nice” - Which no one believed of course.

But Gene quickly shut down all the questions, and no one really wanted to get on his bad side; so they stopped asking you about it.

Your relationship with Gene slowly changed, you two never acknowledged it.

but you both knew you weren't just “friends” anymore. 

Gene isn't the type to be explicitly romantic or loud with his affections - he's more subtle about it. 

He asked you out in a very casual way - you two were hanging out at his house. 

You were scrolling on your phone absentmindedly while he was playing a game, when he suddenly asked:

“Do you wanna go to the coffee shop this weekend?” “Sure!” “It's a date then.” 

No beating around the bush with this man. 

It's an interesting dynamic between you two - but he wouldn't have it any other way. 

Garroth: 

Garroth is a naturally charismatic and sociable person.

This, along with him being the baseball team captain, meant it was only natural for Garroth to be well acquainted with other sports captains. 

You were the track and field team captain. 

Much like Garroth you were charming and peppy, and had a tendency to naturally draw people to you. 

On the first day of the new school year, you were tending to the track and field club’s stand. 

Some other club leaders asked for your help; because of this a handful of nearby freshmen got the impression that you were helping with everything, and not just your own stand. 

You were happy to help, but you didn't anticipate being suddenly surrounded by a large group of over-excited freshmen who kept talking over each other.

You tried to help them all, but it was getting overwhelming.

As if he could hear your thoughts, Garroth redirected the freshmen to the mentors - he also offered to help out with the track and field stand. 

He wasn't very busy with the other members tending to the baseball stand.

You gladly accepted his help - although you and Garroth were friendly before this, you weren't very close.

After this day your friendship blossomed; the two of you would often spend free time together and even help each other with team captain responsibilities.

If either of you had a match, the other would be sure to come and cheer. 

With the two of you being as popular as you were, it was only inevitable for rumors to start about you two dating.

Garroth brushed it off and acted as though he wasn't affected by the silly rumors - but that wasn't really the case.

Truthfully he had been harboring feelings for you for some time, and these rumors gave him a chance to see how you'd react to the idea of you two dating. 

He did sometimes flirt with you, but played it off as a joke causing you to respond with joking flirtation of your own (was it really a joke tho). 

When you didn't seem opposed to the idea, his heart jumped out of his chest.

He took the first chance he got and asked you out. 

He's so cute guys I love him.

Blaze: 

You had been the tennis team captain for over a year - your popularity grew along with the tennis club as you led the team to win many matches.

had been receiving complaints by team members about a group of werewolves that kept stealing tennis balls in the middle of matches.

A few lost balls wouldn't be much of a problem, but they kept doing this until the players had none left.

You knew if you went to the werewolves responsible yourself the chances of them listening to you were little.

So you opted to go directly to the principal - so far she seemed a lot more competent than the previous principal, so you had hoped she'd be able to help you.

But these hopes were quickly diminished when she said she couldn't intervene as it was a “werewolf issue”.

You argued it was affecting the tennis club members who were human and meif'wa as well.

But she made some vague excuse about having a meeting and told you to talk to the werewolf studies teacher about it. 

After having any and all hope in the new principal destroyed, you went off to find the werewolf studies teacher.

When you explained the situation to him he informed you that this was the responsibility of the “alpha” and he couldn't do much.

By this point you were getting very frustrated - you had to run all over the school to find someone to help, only for them to tell you that they couldn't do anything. 

To your relief you were informed that the werewolf alpha was Aphmau (you decided to not ask why a human was the werewolf alpha). 

You weren't super close with Aphmau, but you met her once when you and Katelyn were playing tennis - you’d had some friendly interactions since and you had hoped that she wouldn't dismiss you like the last two people.

You managed to find her as she was talking to a red haired werewolf - you had seen him around a few times. His name was Blaze if you remembered correctly.

She was friendly as usual when you approached her, but you noticed she seemed more tired and even a bit frazzled.

You explained the situation to her and she was very understanding, but you could see that just thinking about handling this made her look even more tired.

That's when Blaze interrupted and said he was happy to help, as aphmau had to focus on choosing an alpha male - whatever that means.

You were ecstatic, after all that running around you finally found someone who could help.

Blaze was very sweet- and although he was a tad clueless when it came to certain things, he certainly had the spirit.

You helped Blaze find the responsible werewolves and at first he was explaining to them that they shouldn't steal things that don't belong to them. 

However after they were not very receptive to this, he took a more,, “hands on” approach.

You knew after going to this school for some time that werewolves would often solve conflict by fighting.

But you didn't expect blaze to throw the werewolves out the nearest window and then jump out after them??? 

You just wanted your team members to be able to practice in peace.. How did this happen-?

By the time that you reached downstairs where they were, the group of werewolves were standing in front of Blaze, looking down silently.

Blaze was grinning and looked very proud of himself - he seemed to be waiting for you to tell him he did a good job.

You didn't expect a 6’3 werewolf to be so.. Cute? 

You thanked him for his help and told him he was welcome to play with the tennis team whenever he pleased.

In the following weeks your friendship grew - he would join your practice in his free time. 

Although when he did it was mostly him chasing after the ball and forgetting he's supposed to hit it with the racket. 

As you grew closer, Blaze started noticing that his feelings towards you were changing. 

He always thought you were rather cute but he didnt think too deeply about it. 

But his desire to be around you grew.

subtlety isn't Blaze’s strong suit - the second he realizes he has a crush on someone, he starts following them around everywhere and his affection grows tenfold. 

He's a naturally affectionate person towards his loved ones, but you noticed that it's different with you. 

One day you decide to ask him about it and he just looks at you and just flat out confesses.

He was under the impression that he was being quite obvious. 

He's so <3333

I love him 

Immensely

[dilly-dahlia]

This is just little request if you don’t mind! The Aphmau fandom is coming back! <3! (MCD) Garroth x Fem reader, where the reader always checks up on Garroth giving him food and water, and chat with him everyday, since he’s the head guard. Garroth always feels appreciated, but he slowly becoming attached to the reader.

Must Be Love

pairing: Garroth x Reader

content: mcd season 1, fluff, kissing, Donna and Logan’s wedding without the Garroth is a Ro’Meave reveal cause that would’ve been a lot for a one shot

summary: There are many things Garroth had experienced in his life. However, meeting and becoming attached to one of the kindest souls he’s ever met was not one of those things.

word count: 4.9k

a/n: i hope i did Garroth justice cause i’ve never written for that guy. like ever not even in middle school when i first hyperfixated and i’m scared i didn’t get him right

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The first time you showed up at Phoenix Drop’s jailhouse with a basket of food and a smile on your face, Garroth was shocked. No one typically came to the jail—as the word jail itself was enough to take away anyone’s ease, regardless of its vacancy or the the guards being quartered there—unless they were reporting a problem. Even when they did, they certainly never brought food.

The last time something similar happened was back when Molly came by every day to talk with Dale. Before they fell in love. Now that the pair was happily married, no one had been so welcoming to the guard. Because of that previous experience, Garroth’s initial thought had been that you’d taken a similar interest in someone, but he had never seen you before.

Your smile was bright and your eyes were soft. You wore a plain cream dress with a deep blue cloak around your shoulders. Your entire appearance was bare of any fancy embellishments or adornments, but the obvious goodness that seeped from your smile alone was enough to make Garroth think he had just met royalty.

“Garroth.” The head guard hadn’t even noticed the presence of his lord standing beside the woman. “This is Y/n,” Aphmau said once Garroth had peeled his attention from you. “She came in yesterday evening from Borobos.”

That’s why he didn’t recognize you. You were a very new addition to the village’s residents, though Garroth was sure you were just passing through. Even though his face was concealed by the helmet atop his head, he offered you a smile.

“Welcome, Lady Y/n.” He tilted his head forward in a bow and stepped to the side, allowing you and Aphmau to properly enter the jailhouse. “Please, come in. I won’t leave the two of you to stand outside in the cold.”

You thanked him, but Aphmau stayed behind. “I have to get going to Meteli,” she explained, tapping her fingers against the door frame. “I’ll be gone for a couple days, but I trust you to take care of the village.”

Aphmau gave Garroth a kind smile and he nodded. “Of course, my lady. It would be my honor to watch over the village in your absence.”

“Thank you so much. Oh, and Y/n wanted to get shown around a bit. I would do it, but.” Aphmau trailed off, vaguely motioning to herself and the direction of the ocean. “You know. I told her you’d be able to, but if you aren’t up for it then don’t feel obligated! I was just saying-“

“Nonsense, Lady Aphmau.” Garroth shook his head. “I can show her around.”

Aphmau exhaled in relief, pressing the palms of her hands together and bowing. “You’re an angel sent by Irene, I swear. Okay, well I have to get going. I’ll see you later.”

She gave Garroth one more smile before she was off. Garroth stayed at the door, watching her walk down the path until she passed a corner and he couldn’t see her.

Garroth turned and shut the door behind him. He found that you had already seated yourself across from Zenix and that you had already started a conversation with him. He also found that the basket you’d brought in had been opened and that Zenix had already helped himself to what looked to be a slice of sweet bread.

“Was the breakfast this morning not enough?” Garroth asked, the teasing smile on his face evident by his tone. He stepped closer to the table, crossing his arms and peering at Zenix through his helmet.

Zenix held a hand out defensively, his mouth full of the pastry. “She offered! And not to be rude, Sir Garroth, but this is infinitely better than the toast and eggs we have every morning.”

You laughed at Zenix’s jest, and Garroth turned his gaze to you. You seemed comfortable in this environment, which was a far cry from the way nearly everyone else felt when they found themselves in the jailhouse.

“I just thought I’d bring you guys food,” you said once your laughter had died. “In Borobos, the guardsmen aren’t very respected. It seems very different here from what Lady Aphmau told me, but I figured it would still be a nice thing to do.”

Garroth hummed. “Well we thank you. We are very grateful, although you really didn’t need to go out of your way for that.”

“We wouldn’t mind if you kept going out of your way for it, though,” Zenix cut in. Garroth reached over and smacked the boy’s shoulder in response.

You laughed again. “It’s alright. I really don’t mind. I actually really enjoy baking and cooking, so doing this isn’t a big deal.”

Garroth nodded. “We are thankful regardless. Now, since I’m sure he hasn’t introduced himself yet,”—Garroth placed a hand on Zenix’s shoulder—“this is Zenix. He’s my personal apprentice and soon to be second in command.”

Zenix offered a mock salute before stuffing the rest of the sweet bread in his hand into his mouth. He was quick to chew and swallow it, though his voice came out slightly hoarse when he talked. “A pleasure to meet you.”

You smiled. “And you as well. I’m Y/n.”

“Aphmau told me you wanted to see the village?” Garroth asked. You nodded, turning to meet his gaze. “I’ll show you around once you’re ready.”

“Thank you. Though, you aren’t going to eat anything?”

“Garroth’s a weirdo and doesn’t eat in front of people. Ever.” As if to avoid any scolding the head guard might have given him, Zenix jumped up from his seat and bounded toward the door. “I’m off on patrol!”

Garroth watched Zenix bound out the door and let out a heavy sigh once the boy was gone. “I apologize. He’s very . . . Energetic.”

“It’s alright,” you said, letting out an amused breath. “It’s a relief to me. Most everyone in Borobos was so uptight.”

Garroth hummed, eyeing the open basket on the table. “I don’t mean to come off as rude by not taking anything.”

You shook your head. “No, don’t worry about it. I’m sure you already ate. Besides, I feel like it would be weirder for me to force you to eat something I made.”

“I suppose it would be.” You stood from your seat, reaching to close the basket before readjusting your cloak over your shoulders. “Are you ready, then?”

You nodded with a hum. “Yes, I am.”

Garroth led you out the door. He walked by your side as he led you around the small village of Phoenix Drop. He introduced you to any villager you came across and spent the better half of the morning chatting with you and exchanging stories about yourselves.

For the first time in a long time, Garroth felt completely at ease.

—

Okay, Garroth thought to himself after he had walked you back to Donna’s brothel. That’s where you were staying for the time being. You bringing food to the jailhouse was simply a formality. A ‘thank you for welcoming me’ of sorts.

That’s what Garroth thought. That thought was dismissed, however, when you showed up the next morning with another basket of sweets. And again the morning after that. And the next and the next and . . .

Surely you must have taken a romantic interest in someone. Garroth had no clue who, as Brain was too young for you and you seemed to treat Zenix as a younger brother. Your interactions with Garroth were nothing but polite and he feared you didn’t find yourself to be comfortable around him, so it couldn’t have been him.

But then who? Garroth entertained for a moment that you might be after Laurance when the Head Guard of Meteli visited Phoenix Drop, but you hadn’t known him before that.

You must have just been a good soul, then. Similar to his Lady Aphmau but with less capability to change the world. After a while, Garroth confirmed that fact for himself when he noticed you volunteering to care for Levin while Aphmau was gone and help in any way you could to fix up the village.

It was refreshing to him that there were good people in the world. He’d seen the worst manipulative, conniving con men in O’Khasis. He grew up around them. He’d devised a plan to fake his death using the tactics they did. A false identity, a bit of magic and tricks. He even found himself thinking like them, occasionally, no matter how hard he tried erasing that part of himself.

In your company, though, he didn’t think he was all that bad. During the daily morning talks he figured that if someone as good, someone as kind as you could stand someone like him—if someone like him could make you smile and laugh the way you did—he must not have been so bad.

Despite the promise he had made to himself so long ago when he faked his death, Garroth found himself growing attached to you. More so than usual. He found himself growing attached to you in an odd way he had never experienced. It was different than how he cared for Zenix before he ran off. It was different than the unwavering loyalty he held for Lady Aphmau and his village. His attachment to you was . . . warm. It was something he chose, whether involuntarily or not, to hold. It couldn’t be boiled down to an obligation of duty like his relationship with Zenix or Aphmau or the village. He liked you.

Well, that was odd. Garroth had never liked anyone before.

What does one do in that situation?

—

The air was crisp. It felt fresh and clean despite the parasite that had found itself in Phoenix Drop to officiate a wedding. Zane Ro’Meave—High Priest of O’Khasis. The second son of O’Khasis, his predecessor being Gareth Ro’Meave. As it stood, Zane was set to inherit lordship when Garte died, since Gareth hadn’t been seen in five years. That, and Gareth’s body had been found drowned in the river surrounding the city years ago. Gareth Ro’Meave was dead as far as anyone knew.

Garroth stayed away from the High Priest as much as possible. He didn’t want to risk being recognized, but . . . Well, if he wanted to attend the wedding he couldn’t wear his helm. Without that, there was no doubt that he would be recognized. Garroth was the spitting image of his father.

He would figure it out. He would watch the merchant and his lover wed from afar if he had to. Even if it meant he couldn’t sit with you. Or talk to you. Or . . . do anything with you for the day.

He was thankful that you still visited the guard despite the business of everyone else. Garroth had opted to stay in his room on the jailhouse’s second floor for the day. It would be easier that way.

He was even more grateful that he was the only guard still in the jailhouse.

“I can’t believe Donna and Logan are getting married,” you said. You sat beside him on his bed, fidgeting with a necklace around your neck. One Garroth had gotten you (although he told you it was from the entire Phoenix Drop guard, as a thank you for always providing them with food and caring for them). “I remember when they first met. Irene, time really does fly, doesn’t it?”

Garroth agreed. Time really did go by quickly. It had been over five years since he’d last seen Zane. Over five years since he was Gareth Ro’Meave, golden heir of the O’Khasian throne. That fact struck him when he finally saw his brother, who was taller than he had been. Zane wasn’t quite as tall as Garroth, but he was getting there.

“It’s been a while since you came to Phoenix Drop,” he said, turning to face you. He still wore his helmet (he’d never let you see him without it) and you couldn’t see his face, but some part of you could imagine the soft smile that graced his features.

You nodded. “It has. I plan to stay here much longer, as well.”

When you smiled at him, Garroth swore the sun rays brightened and the birds started singing.

After a moment, you said, “So I won’t see you at the wedding tonight?”

Regretfully, Garroth shook his head. “No, you won’t. I’m sorry.”

You shook your head. “There’s nothing to be sorry for. If I’m being honest, the High Priest is being hypocritical about you not being able to wear your armor. I mean, his guards can but you can’t because then it’ll be considered a rich wedding?” You rolled your eyes, resting your weight against your arm. “I think it’s stupid.”

Garroth chuckled. He’d never heard you say anything remotely negative about anyone. “You’re not fond of the High Priest?”

You scoffed. “No. He visited Borobos a couple times and I always got a bad feeling from him.”

Garroth hummed. A comfortable silence enveloped the two of you. One that made Garroth feel warm.

“If I . . . were to come to the wedding,” Garroth began. His voice was muffled, more so than usual. He was mumbling, and you wished for a moment that he would take off his helm so you could read his lips. “Would you dance with me?”

You smiled in response to his question and softly nodded. “I’ll be sure to save a dance for you.”

The helmet suddenly became very hot. Garroth’s cheeks were burning despite the happy smile stretched across his lips. You really were beautiful.

“That’s only if I decide to come,” Garroth added.

“Of course. Regardless, I wouldn’t want to fill my dance card before you had the chance to add your name,” you teased, a playful smile pulling at your lips. Garroth knew it was a tease. Phoenix Drop wasn’t fancy enough for things like dance cards.

“I do hope you’ll come,” you said after a moment. Your voice was more sincere, and Garroth could’ve sworn you leaned closer to him ever so slightly. “But even if you don’t, I’ll be sure to come by before I turn in for the night.”

“You don’t have to,” Garroth said, although he was using every bit of his willpower to hide the anticipation from his voice.

“I will.” You smiled again. “I enjoy spending time with you.”

Garroth’s heart nearly jumped out of his chest. The two of you had been doing this for a while now. Leaving small hints of your ever growing feelings to each other. The hints were never obvious, and you both always interpreted them as friendly interaction, but Garroth always let himself believe for just a moment that you felt the same way he did.

“What does your dress look like?” he asked. He was curious. He wanted to create a mental image of what you might look like before he eventually saw you later that day.

Your expression brightened, and you sat straighter. “It’s gorgeous,” you said, and Garroth listened intently as you explained how your dress looked. Your description was vague, and you tried your best describing all the details you could, but you knew the description you gave wouldn’t do it justice.

Garroth knew it, too.

—

Cadenza truly did make beautiful dresses and suits. She had dropped one off for Garroth earlier (“Just in case,” she had said) and he had marveled at the craftsmanship of it. The seams seemed sturdy and the fabric was high quality. Stepping into the plaza and seeing the care Cadenza had put into each outfit astounded him. But in his opinion, there was one that outshined them all.

You were right. The dress Cadenza had made for you was beautiful. Though, Garroth may have had a bias towards it since you were the one wearing it. The sleeves were long and puffy and made of a sparkly, sheer material. Golden florals were embroidered on the cuffs and the neckline and hem of the dress. The skirt was long and any time you spun it would follow the flow of your body in an elegant circle.

Garroth hardly noticed that the deep midnight blue of your dress matched the color of his bow tie. He also failed to notice the matching embroidery on your dress and the lapels of his blazer. It seemed as though fashion wasn’t the only thing Cadenza had an eye for.

Garroth waited until you were alone to approach you. He finally did once you had seated yourself after a rather boisterous dance Dale had dragged you into. He could see the way your chest quickly rose and fell as you tried to catch your breath, and Garroth looked away.

You noticed him coming in your peripheral. When you looked at him it seemed as though the world had stopped just to give the two of you a second to revel in each other’s presence. A smile stretched across your lips, the one that Garroth loved. You perked up at the sight of him, and turned your body in the chair to face him better.

“You’re here,” you said. Garroth nodded.

“I thought it’d be fun.” You nodded, but your thoughts seemed to be elsewhere. You were focused on his face, a sight you had never seen. Despite that, you had instantly recognized him and the soft smile he gave you. It was one you had imagined many times. Seeing it was exhilarating.

“I believe I owe you a dance,” you said to him once the music had changed to a slower tune.

Garroth’s smile widened and he held his hand out. “May I, Lady Y/n.”

You chuckled and placed your hand in his. Irene, you were so giddy. “You may, Sir Garroth.”

You laughed again as Garroth pulled you up from your seat and led you to the dance floor, where other pairs had began gathering. Garroth wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. You felt safe and protected in his arms, and although the two of you were much closer than was appropriate for a couple that wasn’t together, no one batted an eye.

“You’re very handsome,” you told him after a moment you had spent admiring his features. And he truly was. His curly hair reflected the fairy lights and moonlight in a way that made it seem golden, and his eyes were probably the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. His cheekbones were defined and his lips looked so . . . kissable. You wanted to trace your thumb across every feature and commit it to memory, ready to recall whenever you needed the comfort of a familiar face.

“And you look radiant,” he replied, smiling down at you. And, Irene, his smile was just perfect. It was enough to make any girl fall in love.

You let out a soft breath of amusement, adjusting your arms around him so you could hold him impossibly closer. “You’re just saying that,” you whispered. You didn’t know what else to say.

“I’m not,” he instantly said. His voice was soft to match yours, though the more he talked the more you suspected his quiet tone was to hide his hesitation and nerves. “You are the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen. You’re the kind of woman men would fight a war for.”

Your face heated. You tried biting back a smile, but only failed miserably. “Would you go to war for me?”

“Without a doubt.”

You wished there weren’t so many people around so you could lean into Garroth and press your lips against his. You were sure that was the only correct reaction to have.

Garroth seemed the share the same thought, or at least a similar one. He leaned forward, his face red and his gaze nervous, to whisper in your ear. “I’d like to take you somewhere.”

He had stuttered over his words. You found it to be the most endearing thing. You looked up at him and nodded.

“After this song,” he said, snaking his arm further around you to hold you closer to him. His face was still red as a cherry and his breaths seemed out of focus, but you weren’t much better. Your heart felt like it would beat right out of your chest at any moment and you felt like you were in a daze with him.

It felt like the song from Zoey’s enchanted music box went on for hours after he said that. When it finally ended, Garroth reluctantly let go of you and you reluctantly let go of him. He kept his hand entwined with yours, though, and led you through the small crowd of people and away from the party.

You followed him to the woods. He didn’t lead you too deep, but just far enough so you were out of sight from peering eyes. Just far enough so he could have a truly private moment with you.

Once he stopped the two of you stood in silence for a moment. Your gazes went back and forth. He would spend a moment staring at you before he caught your gaze and looked away, and the same thing would happen to you. Those first few seconds were nothing more than fleeting glances until Garroth finally spoke.

“You really do look beautiful,” he whispered. Your warm smile made Garroth’s nervous gaze soften. He looked at you like you had hung the very stars in the sky.

“So you’ve said,” you replied. You risked it and took a step closer. Had you been in his room at the guard station, your movements closer to him could have been passed as you allowing yourself to slip towards him. Now, though, it was painfully obvious that it was a decision you consciously made.

“Well it’s true.” Garroth didn’t move close to you like you had to him, but his gaze did flit down to your feet. You took a chance and stepped closer again, and Garroth shifted forward.

“Is there something you wanted to say, Sir Garroth?” you asked, tilting your head up to him. You sometimes added the title sir to tease him. “Or did you bring me all the way here just to tell me again I’m pretty?”

Garroth’s cheeks pinkened and he let out a strained huff. “No, I . . .” He paused. You raised your eyebrows expectantly but didn’t say anything. You wanted to give him all the time he needed to collect his thoughts. “I’ve found myself wanting to be rather . . . spontaneous, recently.”

“Yes, you’ve brought me into the woods rather unexpectedly.” Your lips stretched into a soft smile and you chuckled. “Spontaneity isn’t bad. Sometimes the result can be good.”

“I fear I may ruin a friendship if I act on my impulses.” Garroth swallowed and quickly swiped his tongue over his lips. “And I would deeply regret it if this girl stopped talking to me because of what I’d do.”

“Oh, so it’s a girl you like?” You tried to keep your voice even and unfeeling, but the small heartbreak still made its way into your words. You felt your smile fade and you found yourself taking a small step away from him. You hadn’t anticipated for him to like you back—you had seen the way he interacted with Phoenix Drop’s lord—but some small part of you hoped that some of the signs you’d seen could be an indicator of romantic feelings toward you.

“Well,” you began after a brief pause. You paused again after the word left your mouth, though, thinking. Did you want to pretend for just a moment? Or would that only hurt you more? “Any girl would be lucky to have you,” you settled on.

Garroth hummed. You didn’t know if he’d noticed you step away from him, but he definitely took a step closer.

“Would you recommend I act on an impulse of mine?”

You nodded. You had seen the way Garroth acted around Aphmau, but you had also seen how Aphmau acted around Garroth. Even if you couldn’t have him the way you wanted, you were going to help him for his own sake.

Garroth took a breath. You were ready for him to thank you for your brief advice, but you hadn’t expected him to lean forward and press his lips against yours.

Although his kiss was soft, the action shocked you. You had stiffened for a moment, and Garroth had began pulling away to apologize, but you were quick to pull him back. Your hands reached up to wrap around his neck and rest on his chest so you could tug his lips back down to yours. You kissed him softly at first, but when your fingers threaded through his golden locks and you pressed your lips harder against his and he wrapped his arms around your waist, you couldn’t help the breathless sigh that escaped your lips when he pulled away for just a moment.

You were quick to reconnect your lips, and when you did Garroth lifted you off the ground and spun in a circle for the flow of your dress to follow. This was arguably the best thing he’d ever experienced.

When he pulled away it was just an inch. He kept his forehead pressed against yours and his eyes closed and the two of you shared the same air. There was a wide smile on your lips, and you were so happy you laughed.

You couldn’t remember what was said after that, but the warm and fuzzy feeling stayed in your heart for hours after the fact. Days, even. You carried it with you the next day and the day after and the day after that.

And when the two of you went back to the plaza, soft smiles on your faces and hands just barely brushing against each other, everyone knew something had changed.

—

Even though everyone in the village could see the shift in your relationship with Garroth, you tried to keep it private and pretend nothing was different. Stolen kisses in the guard tower before he went for patrol, brief brushes of hands against each other, fleeting glances to the other from down the path. You hadn’t even really officiated anything and your stomach flipped at every sight of him.

You still found yourself venturing to the guard tower every morning wirh a basket. You would often bring a little something for Laurance and Dante and Dale or whoever else was currently positioned, but Garroth was always the main focus of your attention. It had gotten to the point where Laurance and Dante could recognize you by the sound of your footsteps, and they always stepped aside and told you where Garroth was.

He was in his room more often than not. He had taken to removing his helmet around you and rarely wore it when you visited. You could see his pretty eyes that way, and you always smiled and told him that they were, and somewhere along the line the two of you would press your lips together and spend a couple minutes every day pretending you were the only people in the world.

“I’d like to court you,” he told you one day, though his voice was quiet and hesitant. You couldn’t tell if he was truly hesitating to say that, though, or if his muffled tone was from the fact that his lips were pressed against the junction of your jaw. He stopped for a moment, his soft breaths brushing against the shell of your ear. “I know we’ve been . . . close, recently, but we’ve never spoken about it. I’d like to do this properly.”

“Why don’t you, then?” you asked. You turned your head to meet his gaze when he pulled away, just enough to look you in the eyes. There was a soft smile on his face, like he couldn’t believe you weren’t denying him.

“Is that a yes?” His voice was hopeful, and you chuckled. How could he ever think you’d say no?

“Yes, Garroth,” you said, your tone light. “It is.”

You heard something of a smack against the frame of Garroth’s closed door. You turned your head, expecting someone to come in. No one did. You only heard the soft clinking of armor on the other side.

“Finally.” The voice was muffled and quiet through the wood, but you recognized it as Laurance’s.

“That was taking forever.” And that voice belonged to Dante. Your gaze flicked back to Garroth, finding that he was covering the lower half of his blushing face.

“You don’t even know. He’s been yapping about her since before you were even here.”

You hear their footsteps disappear down the hall as they walk away from Garroth’s room. You wait for a moment before bursting into a fit of giggles.

Garroth’s hand entwined wirh yours and the two of you spent a moment longer talking, though most of the conversation came in the form of lighthearted teasing from you. Garroth’s cheeks only turned more and more red with every word you spoke, until finally you had to let him go so he could complete his patrol.

You walked along the cobbled roads gappier that day, along with every other day that came. There was a spring in your step and you practically skipped everywhere you went.

You tried to keep it private. Tried to keep the yearning glances and kisses behind closed doors, but everyone knew it. Everyone could see the attachment their head guard had grown for the baking maiden in the village, and no one thought there was nothing more fitting than that.

i fear this piece gave me intense imposter syndrome??? for some reason??? idk i feel like i could’ve done way better and this piece is shit but alas. anyways anon i hope you enjoyed i wish i could’ve done better for you 🫡

TAGGING: @mellozhi @garrothswiferealnotfake if you’d like to be added to the mcd or garroth taglist comment or to let me know!!

[pdpenpals]

omg wait i had the biggest crush on garroth growing up, could you write something for pdh garroth? I don't want to steal the confession idea from the other anon but the idea of garroth giving a letter after going 'oh wow I'm late for baseball practice haha! come see me after you read that!--' is so cute

OMG

YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT THIS REMINDS ME OF

THIS VIDEO FOR SOME REASON

also did you know i actually rewrote my own science notes digitally from last year for this request’s header

lol, hope you like it, nonnie! this one's built a little different for the sake of the #narrative.

sir raymond (he insists you use his nickname) always has an unhinged tale or two from his youth (he’s still in his mid-20s) up his sleeve, but the class doesn’t mind it with how he always manages to link it back to earth science, your last class of the week (well, before club period). he graduated from the university bordering phoenix drop, and he’s currently reminiscing about how he and his mates used to cling to its outer gates and hover above the sidewalk on the way there to avoid getting their clothes soaked by the flood whenever it rained (even just a little bit). it hasn’t improved for that area in ru’aun, but it’s always been like that. he should be getting back on topic in 3…2…

your train of thought is interrupted by garroth getting up from the table next to you when a senior pops by the classroom window and makes some motion that only the two of them understand. the class is used to it by now, so he’s able to quietly excuse himself and leave early for varsity duties. before you know it, his figure disappears down the hallway, basking in the afternoon sun. you’re about to chase after him to return the notebook he’s just left behind, but your name written slightly bigger than usual catches your eye.

you almost get caught zoning out when turning a page of his notebook reveals something you’re sure you’re not supposed to see. your cheeks heat up and your heart starts racing.

I’m pretending to be taking down notes, but really, I’m just writing this. Don’t get mad?

Anyway, so so sorry I can’t stick around again this period! Would it be alright to take a look at your notes during lunch period after intrams? I should be able to free up my schedule around that time now that the team doesn’t need me around when there’s no practice. The guilt is seriously eating me alive by relying on you more than I should for Earth Sci, can you not decline the next time I offer to make it up to you?

Speaking of, you should head over to the gym after club. I think the rest of the varsity teams need another pair of eyes to get them to work faster, and so we can finish event prep early. Your friends should be there too, I think? Still, I’d be happy to show you around myself! I can help you fend off anyone if they decide to annoy you.

Irene help me, I feel Sir’s stare on me right now. I’m definitely next to be called on for a question. But thanks to the Divine (I hope so), I can hear my team captain about to round the corner of the hallway outside and call me out for practice and intrams. Hope you don’t get called in my stead. Seriously. Now that’d be another thing to apologize for.

Getting off track now. Anyway! Really hope you’ll drop by later. Your company’s always welcome and such a delight to ha

Today’s To-Do:

🗹 Intrams, Log Committee

☐ ████ Application

🗹 Lunch @ Courtyard

☐ Look up ██████ & ██. ████

☐ Just confess already (keep it casual, it’s not that hard! — L.) (later after club then?)

[hb0mb]

Okay okay!! Hold up hold up!!!

I got bored and I decided to draw an OC.. for aphmau roleplays.. well two but I didn't finish the other OC😔 but anyway I'll show you her!

MARIA RO'MEAVE

For her she's the twin sister of Garroth, she's a few minutes before him so sometimes she likes to put that over his head! I forgot the Lore between the Ro'meave like if Garte is a bad dad or not but anyways I wanna say she's a daddy's girl like he loves Garroth and Maria the most.. and she loves her dad she tries to see past his rude way to his other son's.. kind of turning a blind eye from his rude tone or behavior towards his other sons.

(talking between pdh season 1 to 2??)

She's a peacekeeper between Garroth and Zane after the snowball incident, she grew to care like her mother for her brother's, Maria was a Zane defender while he was in his emo phase she and him looked up tutorials on how he should do his eyes.. he would never did it until season 2 where he grows into his emo phase more, she let him use her mascara from time to time!

Here's first design of my other OC!

Axel Shalashaska

The twin brother of Aphmau, he's the youngest by minutes after her, I wanted to add birthmarks below their eyes because I find them really cute— to be honest I just wanted it on Axel but didn't want to put like a little info behind it so both twins got it from Sylvanna who also has that, his darker tonus from his father, before divorcing Sylvanna and Zack decided to give the kids ear piercing at a young age which why they have earrings in the art.

Axel is more calm but secretly as shy kid, he's a great mamas boy since he's the only boy so he has to be the man of the house but Sylvanna doesn't let him! Pinching his ear whenever he does something without her knowledge, hes a controller user then aphmau who plays on her laptop— he really loves chocolate cake especially homemade.

Maria + Axel

Axel is a freshman while Maria is a sophomore, they met somewhere else during the time between Aph and Garroth in the first episode of PDH, he bumped into her while he was trying to look where Aph was Maria was kind apologizing before Axel all flustered by seeing her beauty also apologizing!

She never saw him as a love interest at first more like a friend.. a close family friend since finding out they're friends before, Axel was having a lil crush on her while she didn't feel anything at first about liking him. Since freshman are 14 when they join High school and I wanna make Maria 16 so she doesn't want to date freshman especially Axel since he just joined high school.

(this was during the prom episode, the scene was taking place outside right in front of the stair leading to the front doors, I just want to add benches near the sidewalks in front of the stairs) Axel was shy or hesitant around Maria, at prom she had a date but he bailed last minute she was in her dumps already texting her mom to come pick her up before Axel found her, even in the dark could see how her makeup ran down her face. He sat with her until Zianna came, they had a little chat before Axel expressed his feelings in the most crack and squeezy voice how much he likes her but was quickly shut down by Maria saying she finds him sweet but he's too young even for 2 years apart she doesnt wanna date younger people for now..

He felt like his heart was just ripped apart but tried to play cool, all smiles as Zianna finally came she said in the whole gentle ways possible she hopes he finds someone he really likes, hugging him before leaving waving him off. As the vehicle drove off Axel just sat in the dark with the moon casting over him, he felt weird.. this was his first rejection, his first actual crush but for some reason he wasn't mad? Or sad he didn't know how to feel.. he really did love her but if she says he's too young maybe if he gets into college she will change her mind? Is he in denial? Idk~

But that's all I have for now I'll probably add more later, it's like 5:00 in the morning now I need some sleep!!

[sillyteenagegirlinlovewithblocks]

I wnat gene, Laurence and garroth. One at a time and then all together.

[gemstonegirlies]

My Life At Phoenix drop High 2

…To The Top

5 minutes later our class was in front of the Gym doors.

"Hey cutie!" Dallie called from down the hall.

"Dollie!" You ran up to hug her, excitedly.

Dallie smiled and ardently told you, "Come on. Our friend group is right over here." She quickly pulled you over to the others. 

Laylani squealed. "Ah! I'm so excited! I wanna join the drama club! And maybe the Art club..."

Dallie stuck her tongue out. "Well I want to join the Volleyball team, Debate club, the school newspaper, Band."

Parsley rolls her eyes. "I just hope they have something quiet like a book club."

All the freshmen are let into the gym and there's booths everywhere. "Okay, how about we divide and conquer with what little time we have." You confidently took the lead in what you should do. "I'll take Dallie-"

Parsley cut you of screaming. "THERE'S AN ANIMANGA CLUB!!" before sprinting to get in line.

 You sighed and shook your head in an amused mirth. "Doll, you go wrangle her try to head into the sports section. I'll take Laylani and head into the arts section."

Laylani giggled. "Yay! I get to hang out with my bestie! It's been forever since we had one on one time!" She merrily grabbed your hand and skipped into the crowd.

You looked at all of the booths. "So where do you want to go first?" You looked over at the brunette as she bounced on her toes.

"I don't know! It's all so knew and exciting!" Laylani pulled her up to every stall they could to get a brochure.

You tilted your head in confusion at some of the choices. Werewolf Club? Meifwa club? Witchcraft Club?

Laylani looked over with a lugubrious smile. "Did... did the high school you were supposed to attend offer these many different courses? Or did you not get to know."

...

"Sorry! Was that insensitive?!" She panics.

You smiled. "No it's fine... I just... guess I got a bit Sentimental for my old life. In Pomi we didn't really have Werewolves or Meifwa. They were maybe 1 in 100. Are these clubs like... cultural clubs?"

Laylani smiled. "It seems so. Personally I'm more interested in the Witchcraft Club. They seem fascinating... and super mysterious." She looked over at the club with a little symbol of a Snowy Owl and a potion, her eyes twinkling. "Oh! Are there any clubs you're interested in?" Laylani asked you with her signature bright, sparkling eyes.

"Cooking club." You smiled.

"Really? You'd be amazing at Cooking! I think. I remember that you made the perfect  s'mores at Camp!" She giggled and pulled you over to the booth. "Come on, come on, come on!" She impatiently pushed you forward. 

You giggled and signed up for the club. "Wow! You look so nice!" You batted your long lashes at the president of the club. "You're so cool. Maybe a Freshman like me could learn a thing or two from you. I mean, you're the president of the cooking club for a reason right? I really want to impress my friends, and maybe make some new ones. Could you... maybe help me make some cookies?"

"Y-Yeah!" He responded. "I'm- I'm Kai!" The red haired Meifwa smiled at you.

You leaned over the table of the booth and hugged him tightly. "Oh you're just the best! I'm so glad a little freshman like me can have someone as nice and wonderful as you to welcome me." You gave him a small peck on the cheek. "Well... I gotta go..." You pouted sadly. "But... you will help me, right?" You blinked up at him innocently.

"Y-yeah..." he blushed.

"So sweet." You smiled innocently. Signing your name on the sheet you and Laylani headed off.

She furrowed her brow slightly. "That was a bit mean, wasn't it?"

You scoffed once you both were far enough away from the cooking club. "Oh come on! He's what... a junior or Senior? So 16-18... if he's actually that sick to be crushing on a freshman... maybe he deserves to be crushed." Laylani looks down. She rings her hands as you both walk. You sighed. "You're conflicted about it, aren't you."

"I-I just don't want you to get a reputation as a tease who uses boys... or worse... what if some guy starts a rumor that you put out for anyone who asks."

You burst out laughing. "Any guy dumb enough to say he slept with me is basically handing me the power to spread a rumor 10 times worse about what he's like in bed." You looked over at her with a malicious twinkle in your eye.

"No." She said sternly. She gently grabbed you by the shoulders and turned you to look at her. "Look... as your best friend it's my duty to tell you when you're going too far out of line. This is it. This is too far."

You sighed and grabbed her hands before giving her a reassuring squeeze. "Okay... but Laylani... if anybody talks shit about you I will run them out of town."

"That's not necessary-"

You cut her off by cupping her face in your hands. "I know you're strong, but you're also mine. We protect our own, yeah?"

She nodded and smiled softly. "Yeah." 

You could tell by the way it didn't quite crinkled her eyes that she was forcing it. "It's going to be Carrie two if anyone messes with my girls." Before Laylani could protests more you pulled her towards the Theater department.

You saw Aphmau over there as Teony walked away. "Aphmau! Hey!"

Aphmau hugged you excitedly. "Oh! Sorry! ...I guess I just got too excited there." 

You chuckled. "It's okay. How's the club fair been treating you rookie?"

She gasped and stepped back slightly. "Rookie?!"

You giggled. "Well you did say you were homeschooled."

"Yeah for a year!" She defended with a small pout.

"Ah, so this isn't your first foray into socializing." You smirked somewhat patronizing.

"Nope!" She smiled proudly.

"Not Alone Buddy!" A white haired boy about the same age as us came over, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "This is Laylani! She's super nice! She saw me struggling to talk to the president of the drama club and she signed the both of us up!"

Aphmau cheered. "That's great Travis!"

He looked over at you once he saw Laylani standing next to you. "O-oh! Sorry. I didn't mean to cut you off..." He blushed slightly at you.

"No sweat, Cutiepie." You gave him a flirty wink and giggled as his entire face burst red in a matter of seconds. Your laughter soon died down however when blood started rushing from his nose and he fell to the ground.

Aphmau screamed in worry. "TRAVIS!! Not again!"

You sighed and slung his arm over your shoulder. "I'll take him to the nurse."

Just as you were about to head off a blue eyed blond boy ran over. "Something wrong over here? I heard screaming." His voice was smooth a deep, kind of like a voice actor in a perfume commercial.

Aphmau squeaked. You looked up at the upper classman in genuine concern that you were going to get in trouble. "I... I swear that I didn't hurt him! I was bringing him to the nurse! All I did was call him cute to try to be nice!" You just about wanted to cry as people started to stare at you. This was humiliating!

The blond chuckled. "Come on. Let's get him to the nurse."

He slung Travis's other arm over his shoulder and the two of you headed out to the nurse. He lead you all the way down through the utter labyrinth of a school this was. The pail red bricks and cream colored concrete walls bouncing off her pupils as it all flashed by her so quickly. The only thing truly on her mind was how she was going to bounce back from this terrible situation in the eyes of her peers. Would her reputation even be salvageable?

"Here we are." You didn't even notice that you had made it to the nurses office until the nurse took Travis from your grasp and rested him on the bed. "Thank you for taking him to me, Garroth."

"Of course Ms. Midnight." The blond, Garroth, said charmingly... somehow. You swear this man could make even the pokerap sound seductive. It was somewhat unnerving.

You looked up at the nurse her light pink hair was pulled back into two buns and her brown eyes glistened with worry. "Lydia is going to be so disappointed in me. This is my first solo case at this school and I'm blowing this!"

"Lydia Payton is the school's head nurse." Garroth looked over at you noticing your quiet yet curious demeanor.

Ms. Midnight goes over to Travis and whips his nose. "I'll get him all patched up by the time the bell rings. You kids run on back to the club fair now."

The two of you left and the office. Garroth playfully started a conversation. "Well that was interesting. A little freshman like you should be more careful. All this because the poor kid couldn't take a compliment, how adorab-"

You slapped Garroth Across the face as fat hot tears ran down your burning hot cheeks. "That was humiliating for me!"

Garroth was taken aback by your sudden outburst. "Woah! Hey! Let's just down." He goes to wipe your tears.

You smack his hand away. "Don't touch me! You have no idea what it's like to have all this pressure on you to be something greater than you are! You coming over there and bringing your fan girls brought me so much attention! My reputation is probably ruined because of you!"

Garroth looked at you with remorse and sympathy. He looks up at a wall clock then back to you. "We still have some time before the bell rings. The first day of school at Phoenix Drop usually only lasts half of an average day's length. Let's take a walk shall we? You can vent all your worries and I'll try to help you the best I can."

You nodded and the two of you started walking and talking. "My life's simple enough. Mom's never home and Dad's always in the office. I have to be perfect as to not ruin there perfect reputations."

Garroth nudged you inquisitively. "Come on! There's more to it than that!"

You scoffed defensively. "Maybe, but I don't want to tell you!"

Garroth looked genuinely hurt, before perking up just as easily. "I'll tell you a secret about my family if you open up about yours~" he teased.

You raised an eyebrow inquiring about his deal. "Alright, pretty boy. Spill."

He leans against you and whispers, "My Youngest brother vylad isn't actually my full brother. He's my half brother... and somehow my father doesn't know." You could barely focus on what he was saying as his warm breath hit your ear.

You sighed... "Mom's always out on some cultural exchange. Imagine literally getting paid to go to the Tu'la hot springs or skiing on the Gal'ruk mountains! Then Dad's always out on a business trip or in a meeting when he is actually home. He's gone by the time I'm dressed for school and just getting home when I'm brushing my teeth for bed. I'm the only heir to an illustrious real estate company! What if I embarrass them!? What if I fail!? What if I'm just a mediocre nobody!?" You started to shake as your breathing became heavier.

"Hey... shh. It's okay." Garroth grabbed gently pulled you into a hug.

'What if I'm the reason my parents are never home?' You though  as you pressed yourself against his shoulder. Your teary ducts just barely peaked out over his broad shoulders. You would not let this stranger see you cry. As much as you felt obligated to share your situation with him in exchange for the bombshell he gave you you would not let him into your heart so easily.

As the two of you stood there the bell rang and you pulled away. "I should probably go meet up with my girls."

Garroth nodded. "I have Geometry my last period. I should get going." He turns to walk down the hallway. "I never got your name!"

You gave him your name and quickly scribbled down your number on a scrap paper. You figured at the very least he could be a good ally to have in you rise... to the top!

[izzybella1807]

Phoenix Drop High: Shattered Reflections | The Graceverse

Blurb

Grace Brosna is starting High school along with her younger brother Dante and their two friends; Garroth and Laurance. From having an abusive father, to depression, Grace's life was a misery, at least, it started off that way. In this story, you will follow the adventures of Grace, her younger brother Dante, and two best friends, Garroth and Laurance. Will Grace's life always be a misery or will it eventually get better?

Coming Soon!

[fangirl-in-general]

Requests are open! I Mostly write Aphmau fics but I'll write for anything I'm familiar with. Including: Supernatural, Doctor Who, Narnia, Stranger Things, Harry Potter, Hogwarts Legacy, DC, Marvel, Musicals, Hunger Games, Maze Runner, Percy Jackson, EPIC the musical, and others. Feel free to ask about anything and I'll let you know if I can!

Master List

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Legendary (MCD!Garroth x Reader fic)

Prologue

Pt1

Pt2

Pt3

Pt4

Pt5

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One Shots

My Inner Demons: Rhys and Peirce finding out you're a witch

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My Inner Demons Fic

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Head cannons

Who would be a Swiftie

Reactions to Fem Reader Picking Them Up (Garroth, Dante, Zane)

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[garcargofarfar]

Valentine's Cards

PDH boys x Gn!Reader

Aaron x Reader, Garroth x Reader, Laurance x Reader, Ein x Reader, Zane x Reader, Blaze x Reader, Gene x Reader, Kai x Reader, Dante x Reader, Travis x Reader

Hey,

Happy Valentine's Day. I've been meaning to ask you.. if you'd like to be my Valentine? We could go watch a movie or something, whatever you'd like.

Of course, you could always decline. I just hope you know you're amazing. Thank you for being there for me at my lowest point. It's my turn to be there with you on a special day like this.

Lots of love,

Aaron♡

Dear (Y/n),

Happy Valentine's Day♡ On such a special day, I'd love to be spending it with you if you'll allow me. We could do whatever you'd like, just you and me.

I hope you like the flowers I got you. I'd be delighted to have you join me after school today to celebrate such a special occasion. I'll come pick you up from your last class. Take care, xxx.

•3•~♡

Yours truly,

Garroth Ro'Meave

(Y/n) (L/n),

Hey there. Happy Valentine's Day, be my Valentine? Thank you for being my friend, (Y/n). Thank you for seeing me for who I am. I'd like to return the favor by taking you out, if you'll let me.

What do you say? Want to join me and make me the happiest Laurance on Earth? ;)

Signed with love,

𝐿𝒶𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒵.

☆(Y/n)☆

Be my Valentine? I know I'm just a boring werewolf, but I really like you. ☆ And.. I'd love to spend more time to get to know you. You're beautiful and sweet and kind and loving and ☆ caring and amazing and I'd be so happy to have you celebrate this year's Valentine's Day with me. ☆

☆ If you'd like, we could take things slowly. I don't mind. I just hope to be with you today.☆

Sincerely,

Ein <3

Hey. You.

Happy Valentine's Day. Do you want to hang out together today? Not as a date or anything, just.. casual hanging out. Yeah.

As part of the Shadow Nights, I promise to give you the best time of your life.

So if you'd like we could go do some cool stuff together. Like skateboarding or spraypainting some walls or something. Just cool stuff. But we'll be doing it together.

-Zane

(Y/n),

Hey, pup♡ Happy Valentine's Day. D'you wanna be my Valentine? Even though werewolves can't have chocolate, we could still go have a romantic meal together, if you're up for it?

I'd love to spend today with you if you'd let me. Take a little break off of the pack, and it's shenanigans. You get me?

Hope to see you after school♡

~The guys name that shines brighter than the sun (aka Blaze)

Hey cutie~

You're cute, y'know that? I'd love to have you as my Valentine this year. We don't have to do anything too crazy if you don't want to. I just want to be with you.

How about I take you shopping today? I know you're not a big fan of skipping classes so I'll come over to your classroom and get you, yeah? Can't wait to see you, cutie~

Leader of the Shadow Knights,

Gene

Hi lunch buddy,

I know we've only ever talked during lunch mostly, but you're really awesome and I'd like to get to know you more. Would you consider being my Valentine?

You can find me today during lunch, and I'll take that as a yes. I made your favourite~

Kai ฅ^._.^ฅ

Hey baby~

We all know I'm the hottest in the school. Would you like to be my Valentine? I'd be honored to have such a hot person like you be mine.

Consider it for a while, babe, and text me when you have your answer~ muah~

-Hot stuff, Dante

(Y/n),

I know I'm usually flirting with every girl in the school, but I want you to know I'm not actually all that.

You've helped me realised that there's more to me than what Dante depicts me as, and for that I thank you. Would you like to be my Valentine? Or we could take things slowly and be friends. I don't mind.

But happy Valentine's Day regardless to the prettiest person I know.

Travis :D

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MY INNDER DEMONS VER

[reallifemystreetselfinsertharem]

pairing: laurance x romeavesister!reader

a/n: I don’t know what this is I wrote it like two years ago when I was obsessed with him and only used wattpad for reading… in all its lowk really cringe lmao

content/summary: cliche younger sister x brothers bestfriend dynamic, laurance being a complete “casanova” flirty freak, me writing my heart out to fulfill my delusions of being loved gently, overprotective garroth, fluff? takes place in pdh

total word count: 454 words

uhh kind of new to all this so don’t flame me for the above content thingy

"no! i never said thattt~" y/n mused, playfully punching the brunette who was about a whole foot and a half taller than her. his bright icy eyes squinted as he smiled down at her, locking eye contact.

laurance and y/n had met after garroth introduced him as his bestfriend in middle-school. y/n and laurence hadn't really gotten close until y/n's freshman year of high school.

even though y/n had been in the year below the boys, they constantly hung out together.

laurence invited y/n to the park to hangout, alone. he had now offered to walk her home.

"y/n." laurence brought his hands around y/n's, bringing her fist up to kiss her knuckles. watching y/n's face heat up brought a smug grin to laurence's face.

the brunette's hands were soft, they were gentle with the smaller girl's.

"laurence... w-whats this?" y/n melted under laurence's gaze as he towered over her.

y/n always saw how laurence made girls swoon under his charm, not to mention she was secretly one of those girls. though, she covered it up by playfully teasing him about his flirting.

this was EXTREMELY different from his usual casanova charm.

besides the fact that the charm had never been used directly towards y/n. actually that was the main fact, the fact was that the chestnut haired boy was flirting.. flirting with y/n.

"I've wanted to talk to you about something for a while now..." laurence clasped her hand in his own, causing y/n to tense up.

no way. y/n's face grew even hotter as she internally screamed.

"I really like you." laurence stroked y/n's hand with his thumb.

"i..." y/n mumbled, her face now as red as fire and as hot as it.

"i like you too, laurence.."

laurence's eyes widened, like he actually thought she would reject him. he let go of her hands to pull her closer into him, he tucked her hair behind her ear. leaning forward towards her ear he whispered,

"y/n, may i kiss you?"

the soft whisper excited y/n, and before she knew it she closed a gap between her and the brunette.

oh. my. gosh. it was happening. now. all infront of her own eyes, and garroth's.

"LAURENCE!"

the brunette pulled away to see a fuming blond across the street. frantically sprinting towards the two.

"laur..." she ran her fingers through his hair with a smile,

"you should start running."

the chestnut haired boy nodded and smirked, quickly pecking her cheek before abruptly running down the block.

"IM GONNA CUT OFF YOUR HANDS, LAURENCE! POSSIBLY YOUR TONGUE TOO!" garroth screamed as he chased laurence.

[starhvney]

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[travelerpoetry]

Hi! I would like to request for Aphmau’s PDH but I was wondering if there are request rules or anything? Just wondering what is required/ how to word my request :)).

Hello.

(Please don't leave me.)

I'm so sorry for not seeing your ask earlier.

But there are some general things.

I will not do the following:

Smut (die to the fact that the characters in Phoenix drop high aren't mature and gully developed adults)

Shipping between characters (because this is an xreader blog)

Things I will write:

Oneshots (I'm not very good with angst, but I'll try my best!!)

Headcannons (What they're like in a relationship, ect.)

And any other type!

I'll also write throuples (character x reader x character since YOU have TWO HANDS).

And as for wording here's an example:

I'd like a headcannon of how garroth and reader got together.

So basically, the most important things are=

one: what you want me to write headcannon, oneshot, or multiple with different characters

Two: The character('s). to say what character (or characters) you want the headcannon/oneshot to be about!

Three: What the headcannon/oneshoot is supposed to be about, for example: where did they first meet? What habits do they have in a relationship with you abd other.

Four: Make sure to specify the genre, like is it angst to comfort or fluffy or just angsty!!

That all.

Have a great Day!!!

⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[dilly-dahlia]

okay guys, hear me out

if any of y’all have read The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid, imagine basically that but with Aphmau

like a similar concept. how do we feel about that

[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

How to Find Love | PDH!Dante 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 X Reader

Romance Tastes Like Sugar | Various MS!Boys X 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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[ironm4n]

wait I already asked for sum but I'm asking again — haha sorry

fem werewolf reader x garroth - my street location but after all the chaos so garroth is a werewolf too

nobody knows reader is a wolf as she got bullied for it when she was young, way before high school and she learned how to hide her ears and tail so she always did and eventually it became about of an afterthought at times although it was a topic she hates thinking abt

reader is Katelyn's best friend as they used to play volleyball together in pdh, garroth and everybody else obviously knows her too but Katelyn was closest with her. She always kept her friend group smaller than most and she was knows to be sweet, although she had an attitude and a sarcastic tone at times, which Katelyn loves most about her. tldr garroth and reader become close but he feels detached from everyone, as if he's keeping them at arms length, due to his trauma. Garroth has a breakdown in public when hanging w everyone (for reasons you can think of sorry Juliet 😭) and idk things happen and reader opens up to make him feel better and smooch they're baes

a/n this is such a fun request i LOVE this !! and tysm for requesting <3 i have a few other requests which I'll definitely get to eventually :)

not proof read !!! sorry, wrote this at half 2am and i really didn't wanna read it through😭

also the pic is from Pinterest:

Garroth Ro'meave x fem!Wolf!Reader.

Love.

A social construct made up by lonely people who find sorrow in their isolation. Yet, no matter how much versatility love had in the eyes and, most importantly, hearts of people, the pain and adrenaline and even the dependancy love can cause is seen as a fundamental process of loving and being "normal". Now, I know this sounds pessimistic and something that a typical single, and way too desperate to mingle, person would say, I adore the idea of love and the feeling it gives us. Sometimes, life feels so meaningless and unnecessary, so the feeling of love and even the hurt or happiness it can often bring can make us as people feel so much less alien.

Now, the reason i'm so fixated on the topic of romance is due to the current predicament i find myself in. In high school, my friend Aphmau fell desperately in love with Aaron Lycan, it was cute. What was even cuter was the fact they stuck it out and are even currently engaged! Sure, we lost a figurative single soldier who ended up being taken but that was fine, it was fun fos us to gossip about and hope we could have what they have. Kawaii— no, Nana got into a relationship with Zane which was... unexpected to say the least, but it was nice to know Zane had opened up to someone other than Aphmau and that Nana finally had something she had always wanted. Katelyn broke up with Jeffory in high school too, she went through a tough time but i knew my best friend was going to be okay, and soon enough she was. However, what was NOT okay was that she ended up in a relationship too! I mean, of course she's an adult and i want the best for her and i truly am happy but wow, now i have the least amount of relatability, even to my best friend, all because Travis finally wooed her. I hadn't expected to be the only one on mystreet that was single.

Well, only single female, that is. There was Dante, who still had yet to manage his own love life but he recently went on a journey of self discovery and trying to be happy with who he is and not feel as though he had to change himself in order to be loved romantically. Kim and Lucinda were also single, although they never showed much interest in getting into a relationship, well not Lucinda at least. Kim seemed like she might just be too awkward to even try. But they didn't matter, i wasn't all that close with them, even though Lucinda and Kim felt closer than Dante due to the events of what had happened at the lodge... yeah, those experiences definitely brought us closer.

There was also Garroth...

Garroth Ro'meave, what a character. He's somebody that is incredibly attractive, objectively of course - i personally don't have feelings for him. He has this gorgeous head of sandy blonde hair, long enough to tie up into a tiny ponytail but still short enough to have tendrils of a mellow gold sticking out at the front. His skin was a pretty tan colour, he went outside alot and although he put on sunscreen, he never really bothered to apply more throughout the day so especially after coming back from holiday, his skin was lovely, sunkissed even. And although i could go on and on about his muscles and peculiar yet endearing fashion sense - I've yet to mention his best feature.

His eyes.

They were Sapphires, beautiful gemstones that shone with such luminosity that only the most expensive crystals could achieve. Although, the colour of his eyes moreso resembled Aquamarines, or perhaps even Blue Agates. His eyes were even more radiant when he smiled or laughed, and oh my god was his smile charming to say the least.

Everything about him was just - wow..

But again, don't get an ill idea, I simply see him as a friend. Maybe even a close friend. After the lodge, we had all gotten closer, especially as the feeling of loneliness often felt deadly at times.. Garroth and I had gotten much closer after the lodge, especially at Starlight as many tensions had eased between everyone and people had finally relaxed. Even now, we hang out much more often as we are some of the only single ones out of our close friends so we just gravitate towards eachother.

Unfortunately, I had grown a bit more distant from Katelyn, my ultimate best friend. After coming back from the lodge, we all spoke of course but there was so much.. uncertainty and lack of trust. It was as if we needed to reevaluate our friendships and see if they were genuine and not just Ein somehow hurting us again. We were broken. And of course the others that were not at the lodge didn't understand the change. Katelyn was never truly in touch with her emotions nor how to handle them, let alone other people's emotions. Of course she had realised there was a slight shift in my behaviour, especially as it wasn't just me. Everybody had noticed Aphmau's depression, and Katelyn was growing more confused. She wasn't able to speak to me as seriously as she wanted to or as deeply as she wanted to, so i managed to undermine how i was feeling each time she had asked. But, we both knew that a lack of much needed communication can cause cracks or gaps in friendships. Although it was obvious she felt guilty for not "getting through to me", I knew i was at fault.

Katelyn hasn't tried asking about the lodge or anything else about the time period of which we all came back from there since. She must realise how much of a sensitive topic it is. And, although I sometimes feel lonely knowing she's out having fun not missing me and instead replacing our hangouts with dates with Travis, I'm happy she's happy and I'm happy i have Garroth now too.

Truth be told, Garroth went through unforgettable things, specifically being turned into a werewolf via excruciating pain and suffering. He doesn't like talking about it, and while his ears and tail are always out, he doesn't like people mentioning them or bringing them to everybody's attention. He wasn't ready for the kinds of conversations he knew he was bound to have with everybody if he allowed them to talk about them or even just acknowledge them.

He just wanted to be Garroth, it seemed. And he was never not Garroth to me. I wish he realised that I of all people would understand.

I, too, am a werewolf - well, a wolf at least, but I've always hidden it. Nobody knows, I always intended to tell everybody but i was so so scared.. I was bullied relentlessly in my younger years for being a wolf.

I never had it easy, I was adopted by humans that didn't know i was a pup right away, so when my ears and tails had been shown after they had already signed the adoption papers, they kept me. They didn't know how to raise a pup so they brought me up like they would a human and unfortunately sent me to a human school.

I went to human schools up until high school, so until i was 14. Needless to say, it was the worst. I got beaten physically and verbally, jumped, stolen from and some people even tried to light my fur on fire, so i forever have had a burn scar on my left ear. Although i seemed brave and string after those experiences, i never got over them. Sure, i moved forward, but i dont think i ever truly moved on. Yes, Garroth and I have different experiences but I so desperately sympathise with him as i understand the pain these transitions can cause, and even just what being a wolf can cause. I want him to let me in, but there's no way in hell I'll force him into that. So for now, my friendship with him is enough.

I care for him deeply, and although i said i didn't have any interest in him, it was a pretty obvious lie.. I don't know if i would say i love him yet as its incredibly early to say such rash things but I definitely like him more than anybody should be able to like someone. But after what he's been through, I doubt romance is even on his mind, let alone me.

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I turned on my side, staring aimlessly out of my window that resided next to my bed. The sky was an endless sea of midnight blue which was littered with glimmering stars.

I sighed.

I checked my phone around 10 minutes ago, so it was currently around 04:48 am if i had remembered correctly. It was getting harder and harder to sleep, and it didnt help that i kept thinking of Garroth.

Helping Garroth. Hanging out with Garroth. Liking Garroth. The beauty of Garroth. Just Garroth.

It was like a fever dream, only thinking of one person in millions of separate scenarios, i sound like an obsessed fan. I cringed, knowing i had to get up at about 11am tomorrow at the latest as I had to be at Aphmau's house by 12. She was having a hangout with everybody on mystreet as she felt like everybody had been so tense after recent events, she was always so sweet and looked out for everyone.

Well, I guess I need to at least try to sleep.

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Yawning, my clenched my fists and rubbed my eyes with them, i looked beside me at my bedside table where my digital alarm clock was.

10:13.

I was kinda proud of myself for getting up at a somewhat reasonable time and getting at least 5 hours of sleep. I had some pretty bad eyebags from having sleepless nights often, but i always hid it with makeup.

I got ready within around an hour and a half leaving around 20 minutes to walk to Aphmau and Aaron's place. I was actually really pleased, i felt nice today. I sprayed myself with my favourite perfume and left my place, grabbing my phone and keys before i left. I saw Zane ans Nana holding hands as they walked into Aphmau's house a few houses down, they were super adorable to be honest.

I walked to her house and hugged Aph as she greeted me. I sat down and glanced around the room, immediately realising i had been the last to arrive. I sat down next to Garroth which was one of the only seats not occupied by a couple. Everybody was chatting loudly in a fun light hearted manner, clearly happy to feel free of any tension towards one another. I turned to Garroth, wondering why he had kept so quiet.

Immediately, I had a good idea of why.

His normally honey toned skin looked pastey and blotchy, his eyes were red and tearful and his hair was unkempt. Had nobody else noticed the support he clearly needed??

"Garroth.."

He turned to me and attempted to give me a sweet smile and whilst he looked pretty like usual, it was disingenuine and full of melancholy.

"Yes, Y/N?"

I just looked at him, and my sympathy must have been misunderstood as pity as he suddenly stood up and spoke, "Don't do that."

"Do what?" I got up too, wanting to be on the same level as him.

"Give me that look o-of pity! Don't pity me, Y/N. I'm strong."

"I know that Garroth I just—"

"Just stop!" He exclaimed and although it wasn't loud enough for many other to hear, thank god, it had left me feeling scared for him. I just wanted him to be okay, dammit.

He left Aphmau's house, i quickly ran to the kitchen to say goodbye to Aphmau. I felt no need to expose Garroth to her so i came up with the classic "family emergency" excuse. Somehow, it worked and she allowed me to leave in my hurried state. Assuming Garroth went to his house, I ran over there as quickly as I could, which wasnt too hard considering I was a wolf, and knocked on the door. Unfortunately, it had been left open anyways so I peered in, seeing Garroth curled up on the couch, his ears drooping.

I walked in quietly and closed the door, although his long distance hearning abilities due to his new werewolf attachments heard me.

"Y/N please, i don't want your pity." I sat down on the floor just below him so i could see him face, although his eyes were looking at anything but myself, "Good thing I'm not here to give you pity, then."

His gaze softened and he spoke in a murmer, "Sorry for raising my voice." Tears were threatening to fall down his face, something he unfortunately looked like he was used to. I held his hands in mine, "Don't apologise. You're allowed to be upset, hell it would be abit odd if you weren't. No matter what ears you have, human or otherwise, or if you have a tail or not, you're always going to be my Garroth. This hasn't changed a thing."

His face tensed as tears cascaded down his cheecks, "You're too sweet to me... but no matter what you say, i know you don't understand. Not as well as you think you do. I'm never going to be the same Garroth i was because nobody will see me the same way. But i cannot handle the looks of pity i get..."

I kissed the backs of his hands, rubbing my thumbs soothingly against them, trying to add some sort of comfort that wasn't too invasive or overwhelming. The last thing i wanted was to drive him away. "Garroth, i understand more than you think i do."

He was still refusing to look at me, closing his eyes as he tried to prevent more tears from spilling. I allowed my ears and tail so show, I don't do it often so it felt foreign and hinestly, it was uncomfortable and way too vulnerable for my liking. But i knew it might help Garroth, and i was willing to take the chance.

"Look at me Garroth."

He didn't reply and instead jjst kept his eyes closed, "I said look at me." I tried to command, although it came out quietly and softly as I didn't want to add fuel to Garroth's fire.

He opened his eyes and — "what is this?"

"I.. am a werewolf. Well, a wolf. I was born one."

He was in a state of shock, "I didn't know.." I laughed uncomfortablely, "Yeah.. nobody does. I was ashamed, i got bullied by humans as a kid so much that my fear was domineering and I never really showed them. Having human parents adopt me didn't help either and they didn't understand me."

Garroth looked at me with a look that finally meant he understood, "You understand me because...you went through the lonliness and shame too." I nodded, "Garroth, I care so much about yoy to the point I can't sleep sometimes because of worry or out of happiness knowing I'll see you the next day or even just staying up thinking about how cute your stupid goofy smile is but—"

He gasped and I had thought i said too much and overstepped a boundary, "You think my smile is stupid and goofy?" He inquired dramatically and for the first time in a while, I laughed wholeheartedly, "Shut up, you know thats not what i meant!" "Well thats what you said!"

I smiled at his as our bickering dulled, "But seriously. I like you Garroth, more than a friend should, and you had me worrying so much but in reality, you're always going to be my Garroth to me, ears and a tail aren't gonna change that. Although they are devilishly cute."

He blushed and I removed my hands from his and wiped the tears off of his face. I kissed his cheek as he stuttered in response and merely kissed mine back. We didn't speak after, because words were not needed, the only thing were needed in that moment was eachother.