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chackyxyooj · 6 months ago

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Vol. 2 - I 'Love' You: Otome Dissection

→ “It's good as long as it hurts.”

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Description: Zenix likes the idea of going home with a girl like you. || ONESHOT, SMUT (Overstimulation, Aggressive!MSub)

Included: MS!Zenix X Reader

WC: 2.4k

CW: Strong Sexual Themes | NSFW

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“You’re so fucking pretty when you take my cock like this.” Zenix’s thoughts spill out in a breathless laugh. He runs his thumb across your bottom lip and grins when he smudges your lipstick across your cheek. “That’s right. Keep taking me like the good little slut you are.”

You peer down at the boy beneath you and grab his hand with yours, dragging it down to your hip and holding him there as you continue to move against him. The action earns a low grumble from your companion but you hardly even notice it - you’re too busy admiring his flushed expression as you leisurely ride his dick.

From his rough and eager hands to his sharp tongue, you were sure that the brown haired boy was someone who knew exactly what he was doing. That notion held true right up to the moment you had him pinned against your mattress.

To think that such a mouthy boy would end up being a stiff in bed. You suppose that his ‘hard to get’ act was less of an act and more of a blissful ignorance - and now that you think about it, he’d been pretty irritable until you made your intentions perfectly clear. You thought that was merely due to the notion of getting lucky, but perhaps there was more to it than you initially thought. Nevertheless, here the two of you are.

You place both of your hands against the boy’s lower stomach as a means to help steady yourself. This time his quiet groans of protest make it to your ears as you slow your already leisurely pace.

“You seem tense. Is something bothering you?” You ask with a coy smile.

The brunette throws his head back against the pillow, straining his neck as he lets out a frustrated sigh. “You’re going so fucking slow.” He protests, his fingers digging into the skin of your hips. “You getting too tired to fuck me the way you want to?”

With a quiet hum you shake your head (not that he can see it) and sink down until your hips are flush with his. “What’s wrong with taking my time?”

The boy opens his mouth to reply but you that’s when you suddenly roll your hips against his, pulling a strained moan from his lips instead of whatever he wanted to say. Such a guttural and desperate noise makes you want to drag this out longer and make the boy squirm beneath your touch, but this exasperated look on his face is so much better.

You push your hands a little further up the boy’s chest and set a faster pace against him. It isn’t long before the boy is pulling your hips down to meet his every thrust. His movements are quickly bringing you closer to your release and it doesn’t even seem like it’s intentional. It’s amusing, really - the way he chases his release without the slightest concern for whether or not you’re feeling good. Lucky for him, it’s mutual.

“I’m so close…” You trail one of your hands up to the boy’s face and tilt his chin down so that he’s forced to meet your gaze. “You look like you’re about to cum, too.”

With his eyes on yours the boy narrows his gaze. “You really think this is enough to make me cum?” His voice is strained as he speaks. He’s obviously holding back. The way he’s struggling to keep his hips still and the way his hands roughly grasp at your body are a testament to how desperately he wants you, yet he still insists on denying it. Perhaps he has been playing hard to get all along.

“It’s obvious that you feel good so why are you trying to hide it? You should just admit how good it feels. It might even feel better once you do.” You tease the boy with an amused look, dragging your fingers down his chest as you move to pin his hips against the mattress. “Don’t be shy. Tell me how good it feels.”

“You’re so-” Zenix cuts himself when he sees how entertained you’ve become. He doesn’t want to give you the satisfaction of voicing what you already know, but it’s getting harder to deny just how badly he needs you. “...fuck you.”

You take the boy’s stubborn nature in good stride, stifling a quiet laugh as your breathing becomes more and more ragged. It isn’t long before you feel that familiar feeling of bliss creeping up on you. Eventually your movements stiffen as the building tension in your core finally snaps to reward you with an orgasm.

Just as Zenix is starting to lose himself in the pleasure you provide him, it’s suddenly ripped away as you slowly settle against his hips. Though he initially looks up expecting to see some kind of smug look, he’s surprised to see a look of ecstasy plastered across your face.

“This is what you wanted, huh? You wanted to use my cock to fill that stupid little hole of yours until you came.” Zenix uses his hands to pull you back and forth against his length. He can feel you tense around him in response, a smug grin tugging at his lips as he observes your fucked-out expression.

“That would be correct. Just give me a minute and I’ll-” Your words are cut off when Zenix suddenly pulls you off his length. He hardly registers your confusion as he quickly shifts to sit up from beneath you.

With his hands still firmly grasping your hips Zenix places you on the bed at his side. He already knows that if he let you have your way he’d be chasing his release without a chance to catch it. Besides, you’re the one who’s pulling him closer now that he has you pinned against the mattress. You’re obviously enjoying this - maybe even more than he is.

Zenix slides his hands down your hips to your thighs, slowly pushing your legs apart as he settles right where he wants to be. When he has himself lined up to the lips of your cunt he finally looks up at your face.

You’re staring at him eagerly, a coy smile etched onto your lips as he slowly pushes himself back inside. Your back arches into his touch immediately and a sound of pleasure quickly follows. It sounds so sweet falling from your lips that he might even become addicted.

“So fucking good…” Zenix mutters to himself. He pulls back slightly just to ram himself against your inner walls. His actions pry a strained gasp from your lips and he likes it. In fact, he wants to hear even more. It isn’t long before the boy is thrusting himself into your sensitive cunt over and over with a rough, snappy rhythm.

Your hands find Zenix’s forearms as you attempt to soften his harsh thrusts against your hips. It feels so damn good, but you haven’t completely come down from your high. A pace that you’re usually eager to welcome is like torture against your sensitive walls. You only need a moment to catch your breath but it seems like the boy is adamant on denying you what you want - though to be fair you did the very same thing not too long ago.

The boy's expression becomes a bit more relaxed as he feels your hands tighten around his arms. Whether it’s your intention or not it feels like you’re pulling him in, so naturally the boy leans in to get closer.

Zenix doesn’t realise his eyes are closed until he’s opening them to look at you. Your eyes are closed and you have your bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you attempt to muffle your sounds of pleasure. The boy can’t help the small smirk that appears on his face when he notices the lust and desire scrawled across your face. Having you at his fingertips with such a blatantly erotic look brings him a sense of satisfaction.

“Am I going too fast for you?” Zenix brings one of his hands up to your face and wipes away the lipstick he previously smudged across your cheek. When his thumb reaches the corner of your mouth he tugs your bottom lip free, loving the moans that spill from your lips as a result.

“Hitting so deep… too deep.” There’s a look of surprise hidden beneath your smug grin as you address the boy. “You can slow down.”

“Feels too damn good to slow down.” His words spill out between low groans of pleasure. If only to accentuate his point the boy delivers a stern thrust of his hips. “You like it too, don’t you? You like the way I keep sinking deep into your pretty little hole.”

You open your mouth to reply but your words are swallowed up by an excruciating sense of pleasure. You desperately grip at the boy’s arms in an attempt to keep yourself grounded, your nails raking down his arms as your legs squeezing his waist. Though your mind feels like it’s going blank from pleasure you make notice of how the boy’s motions falter.

The pain you inflicted was unexpected, but not unwelcome. In fact, Zenix can feel himself starting to reach the high he’s been chasing all this time. As much as he wants to reach it, he doesn’t want things to end. Not yet.

The boy takes a sharp breath between his teeth as he starts to pull away but you quickly stop him from doing so. One of your hands cling to his shoulder and the other snakes around the back of his head to tangle into his dark locks of hair. If only to test your silent observation from earlier you roughly tug at the roots of his hair. Once again the brunette falters, a low grumble escaping his lips as you smile up at him.

“What happened to all that confidence from before?” You wonder with an amused look in your eyes. “Did someone bite off more than they can chew?”

Zenix narrows his gaze at you but his attempt at being intimidating falls apart when your nails dig into the skin of his shoulder. He quietly whines beneath your touch and feels himself teetering on the edge of his release. No matter how badly he wants to prolong this feeling of bliss, he doesn’t attempt to slow down either. He knows you just came and he knows how sensitive you must be, but unlike before you allow the boy to keep his rough pace. In fact, you’re encouraging it.

“Fuck… it’s like that, huh?” Zenix looks down with a cocky grin, his eyes glued to your lips as he starts to tug at them. He notices the way you start to tilt your head away from his grasp so he immediately grabs your chin to pull you back. Without a moment’s hesitation he leans down and catches your lips in a greedy kiss, enjoying the way you shudder against his touch.

The boy is far too distracted by the feeling of your lips against his own to care about how close his climax is. He continues to kiss you, his lips getting more heated and passionate as he gets lost in the moment. He barely even notices that your grip on his shoulder has tightened - and even when he does he thinks you're just trying to cling to him in response to the kiss, further convincing him to hold you in place.

“Even though you just came you still want more.” Zenix mutters between kisses. He runs his tongue against your lip, silently asking for permission to deepen the kiss before opting to do as he pleases. When he finally pulls away his expression is consumed by desire. “You’re so fucking greedy.”

“You’re one to talk after stealing so many kisses from me.” Your words come out in a breathless laugh, pulling the boy closer to you as your lips hover the shell of his ear. “I can tell you’re close. There’s no reason you need to hold back - unless you like the way it feels. If that’s the case then you must like the pain as much as me.”

“That’s not-”

“You want to cum? Go right ahead. I’m not going to stop you.”

“You’re so- fuck.” The soft, insistent tug at his hair sends another jolt of pleasure through Zenix’s body. He lets out a strangled groan before burying his head against your neck. He can feel his body tremble against you as waves of pleasure course through his body from his orgasm. Zenix can finally allow his movements to slow as he catches his breath.

As your companion slowly comes down from his high you gently caress the marks you left against his shoulder. All things considered you’re impressed that he lasted so long. You didn’t think he would be able to keep up his pace as well as he did, nor did you think he would take initiative the way he did. Then again, it’s not like you know that much about him in the first place, so it’s not very hard to be surprised.

You let the boy lean his weight against you, humming quietly as you comb your fingers through his hair in an attempt to see his face. Rather than prompting the boy to look up at you, your actions cause him to pull himself closer.

“Have you done this before? You seem pretty experienced.” Your companion mumbles against your neck, his grip on you growing tighter when he hears you starting to laugh in reply.

“I can’t tell you that.”

“Why not?”

If you couldn’t already feel the boy’s frown against your skin then you could definitely hear it in his tone of voice. You’d think it cute if not for the way he grips you so tightly. “You know, you’re going to break me if you keep holding onto me so tight.”

The boy clicks his tongue and pulls back slightly. “Don’t avoid the question.”

You smile up at the boy, reaching forward and caressing his face with a feather-light touch. Though you can feel him leaning into your touch his expression remains tense - as if he’s already made up an answer in his mind and is waiting for you to say it out loud. Stranger or not, you’re not so cruel that you would carelessly say something that might hurt his feelings. So instead you shake your head. "I don't kiss and tell."

“You don’t kiss and tell?” The brunette moves so that he’s practically pressed on top of you, his body pinning you against the bed, and he looks down at you with an almost possessive gleam in his eyes. “Guess I’ll just have to get you to spill everything.”

#mystreet x reader #one night stand #oneshot #smut #zenix #mystreet zenix #zenix x reader #technically a connected oneshot

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romeavedefenders · 5 months ago

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mystreet boys & nicknames

characters; laurance, gene & zenix x reader

author; kiri

a/n: my first post! it's a bit simple, but I hope you guys enjoy it anyway. remember, asks are open for feedback and requests <3

c/w: reader is referred to with gendered terms a few times.

Laurance

This man is a big fan of any nickname that gets you flustered, but he has a few particular favourites.

Love and beautiful are nicknames he uses on the regular, so much so that it occasionally makes you wonder if he even remembers your actual name. In fact, Laurance rarely uses your name - why should he, when he has a repertoire of nicknames that fit you perfectly?

Out of all the men mentioned in this post (maybe even out of all the men in MyStreet), Laurance is the frontrunner and reigning champion in making up sickeningly sweet nicknames, such as sugarcakes, buttercup, light of my life, etc. If stringing together random words into an affectionate term was a crime, he’d be in federal prison at this point. He usually does this to get a rise out of you, especially in front of your mutual friends (who all think its equal parts funny and embarrassing), but he also just enjoys it. He thinks it’s a cute thing to do, and doesn’t really care if others find it odd or embarrassing. Why should he?

He mostly uses your actual name when calling for you or if you’re arguing, mainly to underline that he’s being serious. It’s not really a conscious decision. I like to think that it’s a habit he picked up from Cadenza when they were kids. At some point, this becomes so ingrained in your dynamic that if he, for whatever reason, calls you by your real name, you automatically start wondering if something’s wrong, and if you’re an overthinker…well that can snowball quickly.

Again, that’s not a conscious decision - hence the slip up. Once Laurance becomes aware of this, either by you telling him or him noticing (because if there is one thing this man is, it’s observant), he’ll actually start trying to alternate between using a nickname and your name more often, especially during serious conversations or arguments. Mainly because he is slightly disturbed by the idea that he accidentally had you associating your name with you two arguing.

Another nickname he uses is angel, though it’s reserved for more intimate moments when he gets really sappy. It’s accompanied by whispers of adoration, confessions of love, and reminders of how much you mean to him. He genuinely believes he’s the luckiest man alive to have you, wonderful you, as his partner. You brighten up all of his days, even those you aren’t present for, and bring out the best in him. Sounds a lot like what an angel would do, doesn’t it?

Gene

Another man who loves to make you flustered.

Babe is one he uses often, but for him it’s more a word that's interchangeable with your name, rather than a term of endearment. Still, if someone else called you that - you’d have a really annoyed Gene on your hands. Exceptions are made for people like Lucinda, who will call everyone and their mom every nickname in the book.

A nickname he absolutely loves to use is doll. He thinks it’s really cute (and these days, unique), and it almost never fails to make you blush. Especially when it's accompanied by his signature smirk and husky voice - that usually has a playful lilt to it. When you’re busy doing something, he loves to come up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist and mumble a small “hey doll” into your ear - and if that’s not distracting you enough, he might press a few kisses to your cheek, slowly trailing them down to your jaw.

Another thing he does is add “my” to almost any nickname he uses - “my doll”, “my darling” or just a plain old “my girl/boy”, depending on what you’re comfortable with.

On that note, he’ll sometimes say “good girl/boy” as a response to you listening to him, mostly to get a reaction out of you. And Gene, being the little prick he can be, will deliberately stop saying it for a while if he even suspects you’re getting used to it. It’s really just an ace up his sleeve that he loves to pull whenever you don’t expect it, and your reactions entertain him endlessly.

He’ll also call you sweetheart, though not nearly as often. It’s mostly used when he’s trying to comfort you, or if he himself is having a really shitty day and just needs you nearby (preferably, in his arms).

I cannot remember if this was confirmed or not, but i HC Gene as being at least partly hispanic, so i think he might occasionally use spanish terms of endearment such as mi amor or mi cielo.

Zenix

Honestly, this guy isn’t really all that big on nicknames (unless dumbass, pain in the ass and idiot count). He has nothing against them, but you already have a name, and he likes it, so why not use it? He’s not great at thinking of good ones either, and he feels like most of them just don’t roll off the tongue that naturally. Nicknames like love, darling and dear feel especially awkward to him, and it’s only slightly because emotional vulnerability and casual proclamations of love scare the shit out of him.

Like Gene, he’ll use babe more than others, though mostly in an obnoxious way. If he wants something, or is just being whiny in general, he’ll call you that until you give him the attention he wants.

If you like nicknames, he honestly tries really hard. Most of them just feel really awkward to him, and he doesn’t really see the point until you start calling him various nicknames, and it kind of clicks in his head why people like it so much.

At some point you stop using them, thinking they make him uncomfortable, and he gets genuinely upset. He stumbles through a flustered explanation, where the bottomline is that withholding affection from him like that should be considered a crime, a description you laugh at, but take to heart. When you tell him that you simply assumed he was uncomfortable because he doesn’t call you anything in return, he grumbles about how assumptions are stupid and you should just ask him instead.

Still, Zenix knows it takes two to tango, and after that, he grows a bit more comfortable with nicknames. He tries out a bunch, but it’s mostly because he gets a kick out of your reactions.

In private, he likes to call you sexy, mostly as a joke. There is truth to it of course, he thinks you’re extremely attractive, but the word is just really funny to him. Plus, your flushed face is one hell of a bonus. He would never dare call you that in front of others, especially not Gene and Sasha, so that’s a prime opportunity to get revenge for whatever torment he puts you through.

Honorable mention; hot stuff is another one he might use, for the same reason.

Zenix also really likes to just refer to you as “mine”. He’s possessive, moreso out of insecurity than distrust, though he does find it difficult to put his faith in anyone - especially a romantic partner, which he struggles to admit. He needs a lot of reassurance, which sometimes just comes in the form of calling you his, and with you affirming.

Unironically (well, kind of) refers to you as his partner in crime. Both in private and with others; it’s not that sweet, sure, but it’s a nice middle ground for him when calling you more affectionate names seems so daunting, especially when others can hear. It kind of becomes your thing after a while, even if one day he grows comfortable enough to express his love for you differently.

Zane

He probably grew up with his parents calling each other all kinds of classy terms of endearment like honey, darling, love, and beloved, and I feel like that kind of carries over to him. In the beginning of the relationship at least. He has other nicknames he prefers to use later on.

Beloved is the one that always sticks. It’s simple, but carries a lot of meaning - literally referring to someone or something that is “dearly loved”. And that perfectly describes how he feels about you.

Zane is not the type to use many terms of endearment in public, if any at all. Not out of shyness, he’s just a pretty private person, and while he doesn’t mind PDA, he doesn’t see the need to flaunt everything about his relationship out in the open. He views terms of endearment as a pretty intimate thing by default, and while he doesn’t mind you using them in public (it makes him smile, honestly), he prefers to keep it to a minimum.

If this bothers you, he’ll use them in front of your friends a bit more often. He doesn’t want you to think that he doesn’t love you enough to show it in front of others.

In private, on the other hand? He’s a sucker for cute nicknames like muffin or pumpkin, both of which he uses a lot. As soon as the door shuts behind you two, he’s practically forgetting your given name in favor of those two. He prefers pumpkin, not for any particular reason. It’s also the one he defaults to when you’re upset. He’ll notice quite quickly, and move you to a quiet area, offering you a hug and mumbling “what’s wrong, pumpkin?” into your hair.

He’s not rapid-firing nicknames like Laurance is, but he’s quite close in the race. It’s just a simple way for him to remind you that he cares about you, something intimate he saves just for you. His family have heard him call you sweet things before (and they definitely enjoy this softer side of him), but he tries to keep it between the two of you.

Nicknames he uses less often, and definitely in a more teasing manner, are bunny or kitty, sometimes just pet. You would not catch him dead calling you any of these in front of anyone else, not even while completely wasted, but if you’re alone and he feels like teasing you? He’s pulling out all the stops.

Pet is one he especially uses when he’s trying to convince you to do something for him. Most of the time, it’s something mundane, like taking care of yourself properly - or making him a cup of tea because he’s too lazy to get up. He knows you can’t say say no when he uses just the right tone of voice, even if you’re cursing him as you stomp off to do whatever it is he said.

Hope you guys enjoyed!

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sillyteenagegirlinlovewithblocks · 11 months ago

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

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

Zvahl family.

Laurence is Italian.

He’s 5’11

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

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

Laurence was a highlighter kid.

He has really bad Separate anxiety especially from partner.

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

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

He’s dyslexic. ( same same)

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

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

Ro’Meave family.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Zane joined cooking.

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

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

Garroth 6’2

Rodriguez family.

Genes real name is Eugene.

Gene and Dante don’t have the same dad.

Genes dad was abusive and left when he was 4.

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

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

Sasha has a whole album of them cuddling together.

Dante and gene have there mothers last name.

Gene 6’0

Valkrum family.

Travis is German. ( me to buddy)

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

Shalashaska family.

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

Gelula family.

Zenix and gene sleep fight due to there childhoods.

Zenix has a staring problem.

He lives with his mom.

Ashida family.

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

She has 15 siblings.

10 Boys and 5 girls.

She's a glass child.

She a middle child.

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

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

#aphmau #garroth ro'meave #mcd laurance #garroth ro'meave x reader #mystreet laurance #mcd garroth #laurence zvhal #dante #garrothpdh #dante aphmau #nana aphmau #cadenza aphmau #vylad ro'meave #mcd vylad #zane aphmau #aphmau zenix

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dilly-dahlia · 3 months ago

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guys listen LISTEN

Hadestown x Aphmau. Garroth x Reader

Reader is Eurydice, Garroth of Orpheus.

Aphmau is Persephone, Laurance is Hades (can also be changed out for Aaron but I think I like Laurance more for their relationship)

Vylad is Hermes and the story teller

the Fates are Gene, Sasha, and Zenix

what do we think 👀

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fangirl-in-general · 8 months ago

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

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

Enjoy!!!

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An MCD Garroth x Reader series

"Legendary" pt 1

"Are you up yet!?!?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was inspiring.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I'm sorry, what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She chuckled slightly and beamed at the question.

"I'm Aphmau!"

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Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed!

#garroth ro'meave #aphmau garroth #aphmau #aphmau mcd #minecraft diaries #mcd garroth #minecraft #garroth x reader #mcd gene #x reader #fic #slow burn #zenix

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gemstonegirlies · 9 months ago

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1 My life at Phoenix drop High

At the Bottom

Content Warning: Attempted SA

The morning light shone through the window as you stirred in your bed. You walk over to your balcony and push your windows out. The cute boy next to you is already outside mowing the lawn in just a tank top and sweatpants. You waved to him a in silk cami top and long matching pants.

"Hey! You just moved huh?" He called out to me.

"Yeah! I'm assuming you go to phoenix drop too?"

"I do!"

"Maybe we could walk together and you could show me around school!" You attempted to flirt.

"Sure!"

You sat up and went downstairs to clean yourself up. After showering and brushing your teeth you get all tidy up in your school uniform and eat a lovely breakfast of hash browns and bacon your wonderful mother made for you. You then grabbed your backpack and started to run out the door. "Thanks mom! Have a great day! I love you!

"You too sweetheart! I love you too!”

You walked out the door and grabbed your neighbor by his arm. "Let's get going! Wow! You're so strong! You must be really popular huh?"

"I guess? I play soccer but I'm more of an artist. I like sketching things I see in abstract ways. I feel like it captures the soul more than a picture ever could. And it's still a portrait of someone if you think about it." He walked, letting you cling to his arm. Muscles slightly tense.

"Wow. That's so deep. An athlete and a sensitive soul. All the girls must be breaking down the door to be with you." You slowly trailed your fingers down his arm.

"Maybe. But there's really only one girl I want." He looked away blushing slightly.

You scoffed. "Oh? Who?" 'Whoever this girl is you'll just have to sabotage this budding relationship to get back to the top-'

"That girl with the pink highlights who came over to your house yesterday." He confessed hesitantly. You let go of him immediately.

"5'7 light brown hair green eyes?" You asked for more clarification even though Laylani is the only one who dyes her hair.

"Yeah... She's just really pretty." He practically swooned.

"You have a thing for Laylani?" You asked in surprise considering that you don't think the two have ever spoken.

"Even her name's pretty." He confirmed your suspicion. "She's your friend right? Could you help set us up?" He begged.

"Do you like Body Horror?" You quirked an eye brow.

"Oh no, not particularly." He confessed hoping this wouldn't ruin his chance with her.

You smiled slightly. "Then I'll introduce you to her myself." You tell him you're name and extend a hand to him.

"Darius." He shook your hand as if he'd just been given the opportunity of a life.

'I suppose he has.' You thought. "A few quick words of advice. If you're going to date her you're going to be a part of my squad. And I don't like kiss asses so just be yourself. And start thinking up a poem for her. She likes artsy types."

"I'm surprised that you're being so cool about this considering you were flirting with me a few seconds ago."

You check your manicure. "It's lonely at the top. If I can get my squad to rise through the ranks with me that would be the best option for me. And you could very well be a back door to get us started."

"And what if they can't?"

"I'll make sure whatever heathen is standing in the way of what we deserve is cut down and made miserable." You smirked.

"You are truly evil." He looked at you and shivered.

"Maybe so. But Laylani is a whole other level of good person. My squad is innocent for the most part but there are certain luxuries that come with being pretty and popular." You smiled slyly.

"You scare me a bit." He looked at you in concern.

Your eyes grew colder as if the warmth was fleeing from your soul. "Why shouldn't they be spoiled and pampered? They're just so sweet that it's hard not to step on others shoulders to boost them up so they can reach for their ambrosia."

"At least you're loyal." He shrugged.

You two get to school and you walk over to your friends. "Everyone, this is my neighbor Darius. Darius, this is Parsley with the ebony hair, Laylani's twin identical twin Dallie (you tell them apart by the hair), and we've already spoken about Laylani. You girls take care of him yeah? I have to go meet with the student counsel president for a tour of the school."

You start to walk away and up the stairs as you see a guy bump into a smaller girl. You rush up behind her to make sure she doesn't fall down the stairs. "You okay small fry?"

"Ugh! My first day here and I'm already getting pushed around and called names!" She had tan skin and ember eyes so stark under her Black hair. Her presence felt comforting for some reason.

"Sorry. I just think your size is cute! It's not often I get to find someone so small." You smiled at her, trying to ease the tension.

"Maybe it's not that I'm small! Maybe you're just freakishly tall!" She pointed a finger in your face.

"No." You giggled. "But cute rhyme though." You tell her your name.

"I'm Aphmau. So are we... friends?" She asked hopefully.

"That sounds nice. The more people I know the easier it will be to feel more comfortable here."

"Cool! I gotta go now so goodbye new friend!" She ran into the school as fast as her 5 foot frame could carry her.

You walk around a bit trying to find the student counsel president. You stumble behind the school and find three kids tagging the bleachers. Now you could do a few things. Option A: Ignore it, a janitor will probably have to clean it up later but you won't get in trouble on your first day. Option B: Snitch, the teachers would give you praise and might be a bit more lenient on you but you'd probably get a reputation as a kiss ass snitch. Option C: Try to stop them yourself, if it works you could be a hero but if not you'll get in trouble and paint a target on your back.

Option C it is. "HEY!! STOP THAT YOU THREE!!" You yelled running over.

"Who invited the toddler?" A tall boy with black hair rolled his cyan eyes at you.

"Don't look at me." A boy with brown hair and maroon eyes throws his hands up defensively.

"You know me better than that Gene." A pale girl with white hair, amethyst eyes, and black lipstick put her hand on her hip, looking at the black haired boy.

You walk over to them. "Look I may not be as big or as old as you guys but I still know that you can't treat lower middle class people like shit! So get out of here before I scrub the bleachers with your faces!" You gave them an empty threat.

"You a freshman?" 'Gene' asked.

"So what if I am?" You crossed your arms.

Gene smirked menacingly and pulled you closer to him before he pinned you to the bleachers. "So I'm assuming you're a virgin?"

Your face lit up red. "HUH?!" You asked offended.

"Gene what are you doing! You could get in a lot of trouble for this!" The brown haired boy shook Gene in panic.

"Relax Zenix. I'm still seventeen for a few more weeks. And princess here isn't going to tell anybody about this are you?"

"You're disgusting. Typically men." The white haired girl went back to her phone.

"Shut up Sasha." Gene said and Sasha turned to glare at him angrily. Gene started to unbutton your uniform.

"Sto-mph!" Zenix covered you mouth.

"There, she can't say no now!" He laughed. "I get to squeeze her tits though after your done Gene."

Your eyes pricked in tears. "Fine fine. Now freshman... are you ready to get F-"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THREE DOING?!" A voice from the side called.

"Great..." Gene muttered. He put on a faux smile and dropped me. "Madam student counsel president! So glad to see you."

"You two better let her go immediately!" The girl yelled at him.

"We're just having a little fun Teony!"

"She's 14! If you do anything to her I'll have you suspended!"

"...Zenix let her go."

"But-"

Gene cut him off. "Let. Her. Go." You button up your uniform and before you could get a good look at Teony he grabbed you and kissed you. "Something to remember me by." He smirked.

Teony wrapped her arm around me and brought me back into the building. "Sorry he took your first kiss..."

"I've had a boyfriend before. Gene certainly wasn't my first kiss."

"I'm Teony." You finally got a good look at her as she introduced herself. She was very beautiful. She had dark skin and brown eyes. Her lashes fluttered as she waited for you to respond, her matching curls bouncing in amusement.

"I might be bisexual..." You mumbled. She burst out laughing.

"Thank you. I've never actually had someone tell me I was their gay awakening."

"Sorry. You're just... really pretty." You flushed.

"Here. Your dad already called in and asked me to pick these up for you." She handed you a booklet, a schedule, and an ID. "The school can be pretty intimidating when you don't know your way around. I hope you don't mind but I already took a peak at your schedule and saw that we have the same lunch period. I also saw you have your last period off. So when you're free come find me and I'll take you on a tour of the school." She escorts me to class and I take a seat in the back.

The teacher starts to take attendance and eventually once I'm called people turn to look at me. "Present."

After a while Aphmau came in and the teacher reprimanded her for being late. She blurts out to everyone in the room that she was homeschooled. 'Rookie mistake. That's prime territory for gossip and bullying.'

After a while the teacher takes us to the gym and lets us loose on the club fair.

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moon-boy0814 · 21 days ago

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Master List

My Quotev <3: Kitsu

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Stuck With Him

Mystreet Phoenix Drop High

Gene x GN! Reader

Sasha x Original Male Character x Zenix

#masterlist #aphmau #phoenix drop high #gene x reader

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lggy · 1 year ago

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weak and sickly i have zenix x reader deficiency

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arienic · 1 year ago

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REQUEST RULES!

i will not be entertaining any NSFW requests. not only am i a minor (!!!!) but it also just makes me generally uncomfortable lawl

whenever requesting, observe proper manners! don’t boss me (or any other writers) around while requesting. if you're rude, i won't even consider writing your request

if my requests are closed, please do not send any asks in that discuss scenarios! well, you can, but just know that my reply won't go into too much detail and add onto your ask

i looove writing, i really do, but my motivation comes and goes, so it'll probably take me a while to get to your request :') i'll do my best when it comes to fulfilling it though!

please note that though i do write romantic x readers for girl characters, if you'll request one, there's a low chance i'll write it

NOTE: if you have any questions, send an ask in! i don't bite i promise

I CURRENTLY WRITE FOR...

Laurance (ALL SERIES')

Garroth (ALL SERIES')

Dante (ALL SERIES')

Gene (ALL SERIES')

Zenix (MYS)

Zane (ALL SERIES')

Travis (ALL SERIES')

Vylad (MYS & MCD)

Katelyn (MYS & MCD)

KC/Nana (MYS)

Sasha (MYS)

Genshin Impact: All characters currently on the GI masterlist. (send an ask if you have a character in mind that isn't on it!)

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chackyxyooj · 5 months ago

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A Piggyback Ride

Where he never confesses his feelings for you.

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Description: Zenix doesn’t need to worry about rumors because they’re built on lies, even if that lie is something he wishes to be true. || Hurt/No Comfort, Angst.

Pairing: MS!Zenix X Reader

WC: 1.7k

CW: Angst without a happy ending.

SMLS Masterlist

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Zenix has never been someone who cares too deeply about his reputation. The words and opinions of strangers don’t mean a thing if it’s all speculation and hearsay. As long as the rumours remain lies then they don’t hold any influence over his life. That’s the way things are for him and he’s more than okay with that.

Rumors of him being a delinquent? It’s whatever. Gossip around the fact that he’s been arrested? All a product of speculation. Hearsay that you like him? Well… that was different.

It’s true that you consider yourself a friend of his but you aren’t really the type of person he usually lets into his inner circle. There’s nothing about you that he specifically dislikes, but he’s always had an inkling of a feeling that he shouldn’t get too close to you - and that’s nothing against you! He’s simply learned to keep his distance from people like you.

With all that being said, Zenix doesn’t understand why his friends think you like him.

You’re considerably smart, somewhat charming, maybe even a bit pretty, but not someone who’d take a liking to a boy like himself. And yes, you’ve recently begun hanging out together but that doesn’t have to mean you have to like him like that. The two of you are well acquainted acquaintances! Yes, that’s it. That’s all you are.

But if that’s true then why was he currently carrying you on his back?!

One moment you’re looking up at him with your pleading eyes and the next he’s pulling you onto his back. In all honesty Zenix knew something like this would end up happening. Every time you accompany him to a midnight premiere you always end up getting too tired to walk home. It would be so much easier to call a taxi or something but you never want him to. So now he’s stuck with the task of carrying you as he brings you back to your apartment.

With every step he begrudgingly takes, Zenix can’t help but notice how warm you are against his back. With your arms resting on his shoulders you hold yourself close. He can feel your warm breaths brushing against the skin of his neck and frankly, it feels weird.

“Do you have to put your face so close to mine?” Zenix grumbles to himself, and if your slow breathing is any indication he really does say it to himself. Oh well. It’s probably better that you didn’t hear him anyway. All it would do is make you pout and pull away, which would then serve to make his job of carrying you that much harder.

Zenix can already imagine the quiet apology you’d give him, too. He doesn’t need to deal with the way his chest would tighten, nor does he want to. Being around you is so much easier when he doesn’t have to look you in the eyes.

Unlike him, you have such expressive eyes. He can tell from a glance how you’re feeling - something he assumed everyone could do but, no, apparently it’s not. And that’s not to say that Zenix considers himself an emotional genius or anything. In fact, Zenix isn’t sure why he can read your expressions so well.

Whatever the reason may be, it’s not important. The only thing he needs to worry about is the distance between himself and your apartment.

As Zenix stops to adjust his grip on your legs, he feels you stir against him.

“Zenix?”

The boy can feel his heart stop as his name falls from your lips. He swallows thickly before giving you a reply. “What?”

“You know I consider you my friend, right?”

“Yeah… so what?”

You pull yourself slightly closer to the boy’s neck in an effort to hide your already hidden expression from his view. “Is that okay with you?”

Zenix rolls his eyes with a sharp exhale before peeking over his shoulder at you. “I don’t care. Long as you don’t give me a hard time about it, you can think of me however you damn well want. Why are you even asking me something like that?”

“Well I… I mean, I only ask because it feels like you don’t like me very much…” Your voice is soft in the boy’s ears. Hesitant, almost. As if you’re afraid to know the answer to the question you’ve just asked. Zenix has always found your voice prettier when you’re happy, which makes your shift in tone so much more jarring.

“When did I say I didn’t like you?” Zenix quips in reply. Irritation bubbles up inside him for reasons he can’t quite put into words, but if he had to try it’s like… why would he be carrying you if he disliked you??

You shake your head against the boy’s shoulder. “You didn’t, but I kind of assumed that you didn’t like me since-” You cut yourself off which adds to the boy’s quickly growing irritation.

“Since what?”

You take a deep breath, your grip on the boy’s shoulders tightening. “Since the others have been talking about us in… strange ways. Not disrespectfully but that, you know…”

“Saying that you like me?” Zenix is tempted to laugh. In fact, he does. The boy laughs at your sudden burst of concern. He didn’t realise you were the kind of person who worried about such things. He’d think it was cute if it wasn’t so troublesome. “A few little rumors have you this worried about how I feel about you? That’s hilarious!”

Zenix can feel your lips curling into a pout against his shoulder. “Zenix! I’m serious! Don’t laugh at me!”

“Come on, you know me! I don’t believe rumors like that. They’re never true!”

“You don’t think I like you?”

“That’s not what I meant.” Zenix rolls his eyes slightly as you repeat the obvious. “I already know. I said it’s fine. I don’t care if you consider me your friend.”

You take a breath as if you’re about to reply but you never say anything. Instead, the boy finds that your legs gently squeeze his waist as you tuck your face into the crook of your elbow. Silence settles between the two of you and Zenix isn’t jumping at the opportunity to break it. Why would he? It’s not like what he said was wrong. There’s no way that you actually like him like that, right? If the way you’re acting is anything to go off of then- oh.

Well damn.

How did Zenix ever let things get this far? Girls like you shouldn’t like boys like him - you shouldn’t like Zenix the way you do. It’s wrong, right? The two of you are different. Almost complete opposites! The idea that ‘opposites attract’ may be a rule of thumb but Zenix has never considered himself an exception to those kinds of rules. It’s better to stop things before they go too far.

As Zenix opens his mouth to reply no words form. Why is he hesitating? It’s not like he’s trying to profess some kind of love for you so why can’t he say what he wants to? It’s frustrating, so damn frustrating, but every time he tries to speak the words get caught in his throat. This always happens when it comes to you. Always!

He doesn’t understand why he can’t be normal around you. This is why he’s never let himself consider you a friend. Normal people don’t lose sleep thinking about their friends at night, and they certainly shouldn’t feel the way he feels about you right now. No, wait, isn’t it supposed to be the other way around? Isn’t this supposed to be about you and the way you feel about him? How did things suddenly become about his feelings for you?

Zenix isn’t supposed to like someone as sweet as you. He’s not supposed to be as fond of you as he is! He’s not… you’re not…

What if for a moment, for just a single moment, Zenix considered the possibility that you were his friend? Not some self-proclaimed ‘well acquainted acquaintance’ like he made you out to be, but someone he was allowed to like spending time with - someone he wanted to be more than friends with. What would that mean?

Zenix’s grip on your legs tightens slightly.

“Do you…” Zenix clears his throat as he feels you stir against him. “Not saying that it matters or anything but if you want me to consider you my friend then I don’t mind.”

“Don’t you already consider me your friend?” The lack of an immediate reply causes you to go silent as you shift against Zenix’s back. “Well, as long as you don’t go causing me trouble then I guess you can call me your friend, too.”

They boy stifles a scoff as you more or less use his own words against him. You’ve always been witty like that. Even so, your replies are soft - so much softer than something he’d say to you. It’s like he’s the only one who’s supposed to hear you. Like he’s the only person you want to hear you.

It’s thoughts like that which make Zenix forget himself. Why on earth would he think you’re talking quietly for a reason like that? It’s obvious that you’re just tired. Yeah… you’re just tired.

He never actually considered the possibility of looking at you as a friend, nor has he thought of you as more than a friend. He keeps telling himself that he should stop thinking about you more than he needs to, that this sudden outburst of his was stupid and he was overcomplicating things, but he kept wondering what it would be like to be friends with you. More than friends, even.

The touches, the glances, the smiles - damn if Zenix doesn’t think you have the prettiest smiles. Everything about you is amazing! It’s obvious that he never disliked you, but maybe he's always liked you too much to admit.

It’s not right for Zenix to have someone like you for himself. At the end of the day it would never change the way you saw him. It doesn’t mean that you like him. It doesn’t make a rumor - a lie - true.

And you know what? Things are better this way.

When all is said and done, Zenix knows that this is the last time he’ll get to hold you this way.

#mystreet x reader #oneshot #angst #zenix #zenix x reader

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romeavedefenders · 4 days ago

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★ ⋮ Cuddling Heacanons! ⸝⸝

⤷ characters; Vylad (MCD), Gene (MCD), Zenix (MCD) ⤷ cw; sfw, NOT proof-read, gender neutral!reader, angst in Vylad's but more-so yearning on his end, all 3 end up being softies for their s/o <3 ⤷ xtra; me when i- wen- i- when i disappear after making the acc with the other admin and then come back bc my MCD phase comes back every time it gets warm out.... [ wc; 1.8k , request info ]

Vylad ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ (0.6k)

⚝ Out of the three men, Vylad is way more intune with his human side rather than his Shadow Knight side. He still is very much aware of his status, but he knows the warning sides and knows when to step away- which makes him one of the sweetest Shadow Knights ever to exist <3

⚝ Adores cuddling! Does it more so for his mental well-being over anything, just being close to his partner is an add on to it.

⚝ Vylad has started giving silent signals that he could go for some one-on-one time with his partner, either it be a certain nod of his head or an amount of squeezes he’d give his partner– he’d more than likely request some cuddles than [YourName].

⚝ It never seemed to bother [YourName], but it did make them question the reasoning behind Vylad always seemingly like he couldn’t go 24 hours without holding them which dwindled into a cuddling session each time.

⚝ And there is no way to go about asking without sounding odd, blunt, or rude. For a while, [YourName] didn’t ask much about it, just accepting the cuddles as they were! But then, one night, [YourName] and Vylad had started relaxing for the night.

⚝ The two sat in front of the fire, their travel mates having gone to sleep in their own tents about an hour ago. “Vylad?” [YourName] asked, their head resting on their boyfriend’s shoulder, their body slotted perfectly in Vylad’s lap and arms.

⚝ Vylad hummed softly, acknowledging his partner and signaled to let them keep talking, “What's with.. The cuddling?” [YourName] questioned softly. Vylad paused, trying to figure out if his partner is asking and trying to stop him from being so clingy or touchy. “Not that I don’t enjoy it, I just am curious..” [YourName] cleared up quickly, Vylad relaxed.

⚝ Vylad took a moment, trying to figure out the exact reason he enjoyed being so close to his partner. I mean.. Who wouldn’t want to be close to the one they love?

⚝ “I think it’s because I just want to make sure you’re safe.” Vylad mentioned, chopping it up to that at the end of the day. If Vylad wanted to be brutally honest? He did it to remind himself that he’s still human deep down, he remembers his siblings, his childhood, his monster of a ‘father’ and angel of a mother.

⚝ He was human despite it all, it didn’t matter if biologically he was dead and revived as a Shadow Knight, if he could feel [YourName]’s heartbeat and memorize their heartbeat and keep them safe, then he’s human.

⚝ Vylad’s love for cuddling truly stems from his need to protect, his want to be human once more, and to remember the good from his childhood. He remembers sitting in his mother’s lap, squished between his older brothers, listening to her tell them stories as he fell asleep. He was trying to provide that sense of comfort to his partner, truly.

⚝ [YourName] could just tell from the look Vylad had, they knew there was more to the story- but they didn’t push. Instead, they fixed themselves so they could hold on to Vylad more and press kisses to his cheek.

⚝ Vylad seemed to snap from his dazed memory-lane state, softly chuckling as he fixed his hold on his partner. It wouldn’t be long before Vylad and [YourName] put the fire out and head to their own tent to rest.

⚝ Vylad loves any position that involves [YourName] facing his direction, he keeps them close and buries his face into their hair to get a whiff of their smell. A smell that Vylad couldn’t forget, forever associated with [YourName]. Brought him comfort, something that he seeks and places with his partner and their comforting snores as they sleep and cling to him.

Gene ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ (0.5k)

⚝ Gene is definitely another dude I can’t pinpoint much of a personality out of? Another one I’d deem peculiar one (i’m trying to call him weird while being nice about it–)

⚝ Won’t ever admit to liking it, but definitely lets you cling to him. Not a huge toucher unless others are around & he knows they want to piss him off.

⚝ Gene wasn’t usually one for personal connections, he kinda thought his loyalty was suppose to go to Shad and Shad only. He had this facade that he had made up and thought he had to keep up with, but in reality he didn’t.

⚝ Each Shadow Knight was human once, it’s natural for them to fall back into hold habits or never let go of something from their humanity. Gene’s would be wanting to be loved.

⚝ So when he met [YourName] and they were more than okay being second in his mind, Gene fell into a romantic relationship with them. It was definitely odd to hear about, most of the lower ranking Shadow Knights started some rumor about Gene using [YourName] or [YourName] using Gene.

⚝ Made Gene feel small, like he was cuffed up once more in that prison cell after his stupid little brother ratted him out.

⚝ Then, one day, the rumors had randomly stopped? Gene didn’t question it, claiming he wasn’t one for gossip since he found it childish. [YourName] would just shrug, acting as if they’re unaware of the rumors in general.

⚝ During Gene’s moments of weakness, [YourName] would do their best to comfort their boyfriend, which is how cuddling came up as a topic.

⚝ Gene was very much hesitant on doing it, he found the thought of being so close dumb and the little sleep Shadow Knights required wasn’t enough to validate cuddling in general. [YourName] pulled out their begging eyes, Gene groaning as he caved and flopped down so [YourName] could do as they pleased cuddling-wise.

⚝ [YourName] definitely is the one who has to start all the cuddling sessions, and they have to be quite up front about it too; “I want to cuddle.” [YourName] says, their arms crossed as they approached their boyfriend.

⚝ “Pardon?” Gene asked, giving his partner a confused look. When [YourName] gave him a look as if they weren’t going to repeat themselves, Gene sighs in a little frustration and pitched the bridge of his nose. After a little bickering, Gene excused himself and assigned someone else to take over his post.

⚝ Gene won’t ever admit to anyone, no one, dead, alive, undead, NO ONE!!!! That he actually quite likes cuddling. He likes it because [YourName] is usually the big spoon or holding him. He likes being able to bury his face into their shoulder and actually feel peace.

⚝ Prior to cuddling with [YourName], Gene felt as if he’d never know what peace felt like. Ever since his rugrat of a brother ruined his human life, he just knew he wouldn’t feel peace ever again.

⚝ So when he found that peace was in [YourName]’s arms? Gene swore he wouldn’t ever speak of that, scared it would be ripped from him the moment he acknowledges it out loud.

⚝ Cuddling sessions last up to as long as Gene sleeps or takes a break, so varies from 35 minutes to 4 hours. There was no need for words either to end a session, all he had to do was gently tap at [YourName]’s waist and they let him go, demanding to kiss his cheek before letting their boyfriend return to his post.

Zenix ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ (0.6k)

⚝ Zenix was always an odd ball, you know? From the moment we meet him throughout the entire series he’s kinda just a ghost figure that’s mentioned and pops up when we don’t expect him to– so.

⚝ Awkward. Confused at first. Eventually gets comfortable.

⚝ Let’s set the scene; it’s in those 15 years that the main group was in the Irene Dimension, which kinda gives me a little more free reign? Anyway..

⚝ Zenix takes a little while to realize that cuddling is an enjoyable thing to do, not just something humans do to keep warm.

⚝ At first, he let [YourName] cuddle him because he thought that since they weren’t undead or anything special of that nature, they were seeking warmth.

⚝ But when he noticed they were sweating throughout the night, he would push [YourName] away and let them rest- but by the morning, [YourName] was pressed right back up against Zenix.

⚝ After a few nights of this, Zenix finally asks about it: ‘What the hell is your deal?’

⚝ “My deal?” [YourName] asked, looking up from counting the coins they had stashed away. “Yeah. Your deal. You always are against me at night, the weather is starting to warm up. You don’t need my heat, you just sweat.” Zenix said, his brows furrowed with confusion.

⚝ Zenix had been a Shadow Knight for so long now, he forgot that when two people (undead or alive) can cuddle for more than just warmth and need to remain alive.

⚝ [YourName] laughed, rolled their eyes, and finished counting the money. When they realized Zenix was being 100% for real, [YourName] sighed as they shook their head, “I just like.. Cuddling you. I feel safe.” [YourName] summarizes awkwardly, setting the coin bag into their backpack.

⚝ Zenix had some sort of ‘ah-ha!’ moment, realizing that [YourName] was simply seeking normal couple actions. He also wasn’t use to dating, nor was he a touchy guy. He had just started holding [YourName]’s hand in public, not just to make sure they remained beside him when they were running.

⚝ From that conversation, Zenix started to be more open about cuddling. It took a few weeks, but he started initiating cuddling rather than waiting for [YourName] to hint that they wanted to be held.

⚝ Zenix definitely randomly squeezes [YourName] when they cuddle, but not like death-grip squeezing, just a reminder to him or his partner that he’s there. It’s also his way of making sure [YourName] is still breathing as 9 times out of 10, it makes [YourName] stir when they’re asleep or giggle when they’re awake.

⚝ As hinted before, Zenix is a natural heater, so he’s an excellent fella to have around in the colder months. [YourName] loves being held by Zenix, and he had found this out because despite it being hot and [YourName] just kept on chugging along with the cuddling when they were able to lay low.

⚝ So, during the hotter months, Zenix does everything he can to cool his body temperature down and that includes manually breathing. It’s so odd, and it doesn’t bother him, but just being aware of bodily functions is odd– especially when people don’t naturally focus on breathing or count seconds between when their chest rises and falls, but it seems to do the job to cool down the heat.

⚝ Zenix 100% takes over big spoon once he’s aware of [YourName]’s love for cuddling! He can’t handle the thought of not being able to jump up or roll over his partner if danger comes along.

⚝ Zenix doesn’t have a certain cuddling position he likes, he’s noticed as long as he gets to hold [YourName] to his chest and feel that they’re still very much alive and safe, he’s satisfied. He does have a preference on if he is in the position to kiss [YourName]’s head or not (he 100% wants to have them face him so he can, hehe)

lets see how long dis aphmau phase lasts this yr !! - Stari ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

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thingsandlee · 10 months ago

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Minecraft diaries x guard!reader

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This is kinda a „try and See if people like it”, but this is going to be pretty much the same as the series with just a few differences, but not a lot. This is also just me writing for fun, so please don't expect much.

- I don't own the Characters

- don't own the Story

- this is just for fun

- there might be romance, not sure about that yet

- Updates are gonna be slow, probably very slow

- the first Episode is gonna be long, without much of the reader

This Story is also on Wattpad if any of you wanne read it on there. (L_inGacha: Minecraft diaries x guard!reader)

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Episode 1 ~ New World

Once upon a time there was a beautiful Village, but ever since the Lord passed away, the Village and it's people fell into despair, leaving it in mostly ruins...and ever since then the guards have had their hands full to protect the remaining people of it. But all that was about to Change when a new individual joined the world not knowing the Journeys that would lay ahead................

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Reader's POV

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I was standing on the outskirt of the Village with Garroth and Zenix, discussing or more like debating about the future and what to do now since our Lord has passed away a few weeks ago.

Zenix: „What are we going to do ? Since our last Lord passed away the people have been going crazy. Not to mention we are running low on local resources, and we have no connection to the other villages."

Garroth: „Zenix, do not worry. I have a plan."

(Y/N): „Well in that case I am sure we can figure this out. We just need to keep our heads high."

I smile at them, when I suddenly heard something move next to me and Zenix must have heard it too as he turned to look behind him.

Zenix: „Wait ! Did you hear that ?"

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Narrator's POV

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And with that a mysterious man dressed in green and brown, who was hiding behind a tree, runs off knowing that he was detected. And not even that far away from the Village spawned a new Person into the world, not knowing that even she was being watched from futher away.

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Aphmau's POV

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I spawned into my new Minecraft world ready to start the new series...

Aphmau: „Alright, Day 1, and now it is time to of course find some shelter, before the night falls. As you can see the day has just begun so I have got plenty of time, there's a lot of trees around here, so I should be good in terms of getting, like a crafting bench going, and all that kind of stuff. But let's just go ahead and find a nice little hole..."

I walked around for a few Seconds befor i saw a small hole in the ground, running over to take a look at it to see if it's any good.

Aphmau: „That's-that's a terrible hole I'm not gonna go in there- let's just try to find a nice little hole or something I can-"

Cutting myself off I zoom in on a man in green and brown clothes, cutting down a tree. I got excited and started to run torwards him.

Aphmau: „Hey there's a guy over there ! Come here, I need to talk to you! I need to find a nice little hole. If you happen to know where-"

But befor i could finish my question he was gone as I reached the tree...

Aphmau: „What- where'd he go ?", looks at the half chopped down, floating tree, „Oh my god, he did- that really upsets me the fact that-"

And again befor i could finish my sentence i spot the mysterious man again and chase after him.

Aphmau: „Come here, hey ! Come here I need to talk to- you just left that tree- you just really left that tree undone. You just literally were-"

Running after him he lead me right into a Village with the man getting attacked by one of the three guards standing infront of it befor he dissapeard into thin air.

Aphmau: „Oh my god that guy's getting attacked by that guard. W-Where'd he go ? Where'd he go ? Uhmm... alright. He's gone but he led me to a village ! And there's some awesome guards here ! This guard is pretty cool, what are you doing ?"

I walk over to the guards, clicking on the one with white fabric on his chest with a black cross on it.

Garroth: „I don't think anyone in the village will listen to any of the guards. Not after how horrible the last lord was..."

Aphmau: „Oh..."

I turn to the second guard, unlike the other one you can see his eyes, and click on him aswell. I also notice their names popping up.

Aphmau: „So that's Garroth, this is uhm...Zenix and this is...(Y/N)."

Zenix: „Now that the Lord is gone the village is in chaos. What are we going to do ?"

Aphmau: „Oh. Oh ! What kind of chaos is the village going through cause I could help out !"

Befor i walk away and explore the Village i go and click on the last guard which is a female guard.

(Y/N): Turns to aphmau, „Seems like someone is listening in..."

Aphmau: „Oh ?! Sorry, didn't mean to listen in on this uhm...conversation. Yeah i'm just gonna go ahead and- and get to exploring this Village and look at the chaos."

I laugh nervously as i walk around the small Village to observe the "chaos".

Aphmau: „I mean I just spawned in the world so I could absolutely take over this village and become the new terrible Lord. I mean Awesome Lord.”

I corrected myself quickly, as i come across a well with, what seems to be the whole Village.

Aphmau: „Oh my god. Oh my god ! There's so many people in here ! Literally in this water ! I don't know where that other guy went, but I'm-”

I yelp as i fall down a hole into a cave.

Aphmau: „Ah ! Hey here's my hole, look at that ! This is a nice hole to begin in.”

I climb out of the hole and begin to look around the village yet again. Coming back to the well.

Aphmau: „Alight so really let's go ahead and see what's going on in this village. So I got a lot of people here and there's' a lot of people literally taking a little nice bubble bath, I don't see that-”, she falls down the same hole again, „Gosh darn it I did the same thing again. That is really going to hurt somebody, and uh that's not going to be a good thing and there's- hey look there's like a balinskin there ! And who is that ?!”, falls down the hole yet again, „Oh my goodness that's the third time ! Alright ! First time shame on you, second time shame on me, third time I don't know what's going on. But alright so we got Brendan the farmer, and we have a bunch of stuff to work with !”

After that i wander down the path to the crops and start getting some wheat and other food.

Aphmau: „We also have a lot of food here. Which was something that was about to be a problem but now that I'm actually here in this village I don't have to worry about that anymore. Alright so let's go ahead and get settled in here. I don't think that they're gonna mind if I'm here ? I mean- Lydia the farmer...”, struggles to pronounce Lydia's name, „Alright so there's a lot of stuff that needs to go on here but I think I'm gonna go ahead and settle in in this village. Uhm- I know I was looking for a hole, but I kind of already found it down below. Especially inside of the nice little well.”

I now make my way to the Forrest that is near the small Village and start choppimg down some trees for tools.

Aphmau: „So, first things first, let's go ahead and start with the crafting bench. The basics of Minecraft literally visiting the basics of Minecraft. Uhm- I think what I'm gonna do is I'm gonna stay in this village now and-”

After getting one Log of Wood, i see the achievement pop up on the screen "Getting wood" and after finishing it, i make my way back to the Village.

Aphmau: „Ooh ! First achievement. Awh I always love getting that achievement because it's just like you're building your way up. And I might even try to keep track of like the achievement that I have so that way I can try to get them all, but I'm sure that will happen in due time. But lets' go ahead, get this village started ! First, let's start by fixing that stupid hole. that's- that's incredibly annoying.”

As i was about to fix the hole i look at the poor people in the well.

Aphmau: „And saving those poor people down in the well ! Alright ! Lets see, this is a nice- Oh.”

I was about to help the people in the well but i saw Zombies emerging out of the cave i fell into to many times.

Aphmau: „Oh my god that zombie's about to destroy those people, and I just realized that I spawned in with a bunch of cool stuff !”

I begin to cycle through my inventory when i noticed the items, showing the ones i have so far. Stopping at a gold coin with a dog head on it.

Aphmau: „Right here I have a doggie Charm-”, next a golden book looking item with what appears to be two swords crossed on the cover, „A command elm-”, and lastly a white baton with a golden ball on top, „And a pet wand. Which I am going to use to destroy... Oh. Okay. I can't use that.”

I say to myself, not able to destroy the Zombie with the Wand and doing it with my hands instead.

Aphmau: „I'm just gonna destroy them with my bare hands, I'll show these villagers how hardcore I can be !”

Killing the Zombie successfully i head into one of the few houses that are still intacked, passing the Villiagers in the well.

Aphmau: „There we go. I saved you guys from the zombies. Awesome. Alright so, we're gonna have a little rocky start here, not as rocky as these people because they're just- they're just terribly doomed and- Hey ! There's a crafting bench here so I don't even need to worry and-”

Clicking on the crafting bench i suddenly ate a Zombie brain that i got from killing the one earlier, i get out of the crafting Menu to see Brendan.

Aphmau: „Why did I- Brendan ! You made me eat a zombie's brain, I don't want to see you again just- follow me. Please, follow me. Here. You need a- sense you're a farmer, I'm gonna take you all the way over here because you could this could be your little farmhouse Brendan. Yeah. Or Bolin since his skin is actually like a Bolin kind of skin.”

Leading Brendan past the crops and to the House there and making him go in.

Aphmau: „So, I'm gonna put you right in here since, yeah, I have some stuff to spare. You can come in here. See ? Come on, you can do it. Oh man ! I just housed one person.” , Brendan leaves the house, „Hey where you going ?”, Aphmau brings him back into the house, „Stay right here. This is your house now Brendan. It's nobody else house but yours. You have your nice little place.”

After making sure Brendan is ok, i make my way back to my own house.

Aphmau: „I'm already being a better to be Lord then the other person was. Hello, Aiden the farmer. Alright. Aiden is doing his thing. Wow, now that we have Aiden, we have a lot of farmer's here. I'm gonna have to see what I can do as far as helping them all out !", goes back to the crafting bench, „All right, so let's grab some basic tools of Minecraft. We're gonna grab the sword, first off, because I'm gonna need to defend these people since night is falling pretty fast. Let's also grab an axe, there we go. A pickaxe because that's definitely gonna need that. So, there we go. And a shovel, oh we don't even have enough stuff for a shovel, but we have a nice crafting bench here so we didn't have to waste a lot of materials on that. Plus we have a bunch of carrots, we have some zombie's brains, and we're gonna free these people right here because they are just utterly dying ! So lets see."

Making my way to the well i start to break the side of it with my pickaxe in order to free the people. Some of them make it out of there.

Aphmau: „There we go, you're free people ! Run ! Get out of there ! Don't- Don't- Okay."

Seeing one of the women getting out of the well, the name above her head saying Molly, looking at me as if i done something bad.

Aphmau: „Molly's just like hey I was in my bath ! This is- This is how I get clean every now and again. All right, follow me. How 'bout you follow me. You follow me.”

I say clicking on her and making her and two other women to follow me, walking past the crops again to a small Hut across from Brendans farm house.

Aphmau: „I'm gonna save the babes first. Come on babes, let's go ! Let's go. I'm gonna move all the babes out here. Oh look, their all following me !”

I open the door to a small hut and lead the „babes” inside.

Aphmau: „Alright so this is gonna be the babe house right here. Come on in ladies. So, you stay right here. Follow me actually, if you guys could stop opening the door that would be fantastic. It's kind of just slamming in my ear. You stay there, and you stay there. There we go. Alright, so this is the babe house right now. I saved them, they are now in-depth. Debt. They are not in depth, they are in debt to me.”

I run back to the well to save more villagers.

Aphmau: „The guards ? Well, the guards are really dumb. No wonder nobody knows- [Laughs, does an impression of one of the guards] "I say ! It's time we take a bath together ! A Bath we can't get out of." [Speaking normally] Oh my gosh no wonder nobody's gonna listen to you guys. Alright, so I think the guards are pretty much doomed, yeah, their doomed.”

I replace the block for the well deciding to leave them there for now.

Aphmau: „Yeah, we'll just leave them there. Okay... Now I need a few- let's see... I'm gonna get some- try to upgrade my weapons at least. Try to upgrade my weapons, try to get some... maybe a nice bed ? Inside of my place ? I don't even know if I'm allowed to have, like, the big house. I'm assuming that it's- I mean I haven't seen like a Lords' house or anything around here so I'm assuming that all these houses are up for grabs since the village is really kind of in, like, quite literally in chaos.”

As i walk around for a second one of the villagers ask if i am new around here.

Aphmau: „I actually am new around here, and I actually haven't properly introduced myself. Kent the guard ! All of the guards- Nobody's gonna listen to you guys if you keep acting like that !”

Kent the guard: „You've heard this from where ?”

Aphmau: „I've heard things from everywhere actually. Yes ! See, the guards just keep going inside, they are so bad !”

I laugh and fall in the hole for the last time.

Aphmau: „I got to fix all of this ! Okay !”

Annoyed i walk down to the cave and start to mine a bit more stone.

Aphmau: „Let's continue, let's continue. We were going to get the basic's down here, and as I continue this series I'm definitely going to have to make sure that I do a lot of farming. At least I can say that the nice part is that I found the hole I was originally looking for, so now I have all this really cool material and stuff that I can use. Nothing to fancy just yet. I mean I have coal and that's what really matters at the end of the day, Because quite literally, at the end of the day it gets pretty darn dark. And when that comes this is how the monsters come out and that's when they're like- Oh man, hey did you call for a monster ?”

Hearing a scary noise i stop in my tracks and look around for a moment.

Aphmau: „What was that ? What is that ? What was that noise ? That was creepy ! That was like, really creepy. Alright then whatever, I'll just ignore it for the time being, and start to make some more- start to make a better, like, upgrade for my weapons and stuff. Alright, so, I got- I got a nice little house for the time being until I get, like, you know, evicted for that not being my house.”

Making my way back to the survice, i go into my house seeing a new person and getting to making myself some stone tools.

Aphmau: „Hello there Kevin the Baker ! It's good to see you. And then we have- man we have a lot of farmer's here. Okay. It's time to make some upgrades. There we go, stone sword, all set.”

One of the villagers ends up in my house...

Aphmau: „Why do people keep coming into my house and stay- Why do people keep coming into my house ?”

...when all off the sudden the villager dissapeard.

Aphmau: „What- where did you go ? What is going on !? Where did he go ? Where did he- I'm assuming he went to bed but that was just creepy as heck ! I mean come on you don't just stand on somebody's crafting table, look at them, then disappear ! It's completely rude ! Okay, I'll go with it if that's how this village want's to play ! This is a little weird. No, I don't need that, I need a pickaxe- like a brand new shiny pickaxe. There we go. Pickaxe and what else can I get ? Basic tools, axe, there we go. Alright so now I can get some weapons. And of course I need some torches and I think we're gonna set down some torches here in the village if there aren't some there already. I don't think there are because just traveling around I haven't seen anything crazy, but I'm gonna go ahead and just you know, kind of light up my area and maybe light up-”

I walk out of my house to place torches around the village before it gets to dark. I also close the hole befor falling down again !

Aphmau: „I feel so bad for those guards. Okay, so I can't help but laugh at them because they're just being silly now. Oh god, I hear zombies. Okay, so I'm gonna fix this part because I keep falling down on it. Make it look a little bit nicer later, but for now lets' just start to get the mine going so I can start digging down deep and finding out feelings and stuff like that.”

Just as I was about to keep on walking i spot a creeper and right after a skeleton.

Aphmau: „Oh god there's a creeper ! Oh god there's a skeleton !”, starts attacking them, „Go away Creeper ! Shoo, shoo, shoo ! ooh ! ooh ! Good I got them !”

I make my way from the spot i killed the Mops.

Aphmau: „Okay. Alright. I'm good, I'm fine, I'm good.”

I'm back in the cave when suddenly zombies can be heard in the distance.

Aphmau: „I hear zombies and I don't like it. I don't like it at all.”

I start to dig towards the zombie noises.

Aphmau: „I think they're coming from this way. I'm gonna be honest I hear from like around here. I kind of really wanna find them too if there's zombies in the walls. I don't need- I don't need zombies coming over to my place and being like hey we just decided to invade ! Just all randomly. Yeah, I hear a bunch of zombies. I want to find them... I also need to find some, some, some iron, make better weapons, maybe some diamond ? That would be amazing if I found diamond on the first episode. That would be fan-freaking-tastic actually ! Don't think its gonna happen though. And I still see more like, little health bar thingies. Down that way. So let me go take a look down here and see if I can find something cause these guards.”

I notice a health bar and start to dig down towards them.

Aphmau: „Are they drowning ? Like, are they legit drowning ?”, digs into the well, „Oh god. See, I have a feeling that this would be a wonderful idea if- oh my god are they dead ? Did they die ? Did they drown them- what !? They're gone ! Oh my god ! Okay, that cool... I'm a little sad. But at least we know why the village isn't gonna listen to the guards anymore because they're just gonna get themselves murdered and stuff. Okay. Let's see, I hear zombies. I don't know if there's like a little plot hole of zombies around here ? But that would be wonderful if there was like a little saddle I can already mount a steed. I'm getting way to ahead of myself. I'm still to get- I still got to take the baby steps first. The first episode you just got to, you know, just chill out and pick flowers and stuff. I mean that's all you can really do. Aside from you know just building up your repertoire with people. Which I haven't really done. And there's a bunch of flowers here. I'm gonna grab them all. Make this place look a little bit- a little bit more scenic.”

Rounding the corner on the surface, after I gathered my flowers to see a herd of zombies.

Aphmau: „Oh gosh. Oh gosh ! There they are ! There's the zombies ! They were trying to attack the guards and they were being like- oh the guards are smart ! Their hiding themselves... You cowards, don't do that ! You got to come out and fight ! Fight for your right...”, breaks the well yet again, giving the guards a chance to escape, „To party ! Get out, get out, get out. All right you know, I'm gonna leave that open just in case the guards decide that they're gonna stop being so flaky and oh-”

I make my way to one of the many small houses and open the door, seeing a Guy named Aiden.

Aphmau: „This is where Aiden the farmer lives ! All right that's Aiden the farmer.”

I run off to check on the rest of the houses. When i noticed that the Babe house is being attacked by zombies. So i rush over there to help them.

Aphmau: „Then we got the babes ! they need help, they need help, they need help ! These babes are lucky that these monsters didn't go after them.”

I turn to Brendan's house, Zombies being also at his door.

Aphmau: „Oh gosh, oh gosh. Why are- Oh my gosh. The zombies are trying to get my babes. Already ! I didn't wanna be throwing in the action this soon ! Okay, all right, all right. Babes ? You seem alright, ok good.”

I walk back to my house one of the villager dissapeard when i wanted to move her. But she reappeard and entert my house.

Aphmau: „Oh hey, look she made it ! You made it, I'm so happy your here ! All right so just stay right there, stay right there, you, you, you, can stay with me tonight all right ? You can stay- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, about having to wake you up, it's such a rude manner but you know I really just- I really was looking out for you're safety, Emmalyn the librarian. You know, this is actually a nice place for you so you can hang out here because I got lots of books, you can read books and have like a great time here, you, you, you'll be fine, you'll be fine don't worry, I got you baby. Alrighty guys, well thank you so much for joining me for this episode of Minecraft diaries. We still have a lot of questions that need to be answered, like where did that guy go in the beginning and how am I going to actually fix up this village because it seems like there's a lot more problems than I had originally anticipated.”

In the Corner of my eye I zoom in on a creeper.

Aphmau: „We got a creeper infestation problem over there, we got our guards which are making like a huge guard soup here, I might have to like just cover this thing up.”

I look back at the well, it seems like there are no more villagers and so I fixe the well and cover it up.

Aphmau: „I don't think there's any more guards down there thankfully so yeah- I'm just gonna- I'm just gonna cover this place up right now. So yes, guys thank you so much for joining me for this episode of Minecraft Diaries and I will see you all in the next episode ! Until then, hopefully, Emmalyn won't be mad at us anymore.”, turns to third Person, „Until then, take care. Buh Bye !”

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dilly-dahlia · 1 month ago

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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 🫡

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fangirl-in-general · 8 months ago

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

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

Enjoy!

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An MCD Garroth x Reader series

"Legendary" prologue

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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