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Me: Aw man, I really wanna get back into writing. Maybe write this idea for a dead fandom with very few people who currently want to write for it and join the party!
This motherfucker: (Ps: I’m not far in the game so no spoilers 😙)
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I made 3d Laurence brain rot, please compliment him. I worked hard
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who else here is not good at anything and has no idea what to do with their life
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AHHHHHH THESE ARE SO SWEET AND WHOLESOME 💖💖💖💖
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note: this is kinda cringe but i wanted to make something garroth related
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-Garroth is the type of person who has the most honest and warm smile ever
-Garroth who doesn't want people finding out about your relationship to keep you safe but sometimes just cant help himself from randomly giving you flowers or anything that reminds him of you throughout the day
-Garroth probably has to wake up really early for his job which usually means you're still sleeping while he's gone but he always makes sure to kiss your cheek before leaving.
-first time you see his face you just stood there in aw and he thought you were standing in shock because of how bad he looked-
-KISSES THIS MAN HE LOVES KISSES not even like long ones just a pec on like the cheek is good enough for him
-he keeps track of all your favorites and frequently gives you them as a gift
-he wants a family with you
-oh my god THIS MAN WOULD BE AN AMAZING HUSBAND. He would probably tell you how much he loved you everyday, tell you how beautiful you are. ALL THAT KIND OF STUFF
-he loves being your “knight in shining armor”
-he's probably thought about completely changing how he looks just so you two can be safe and make a home together more then once
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The fellow rising MCD writers….
Share opinions/help(?) with these ideas (for a possible series) if you would be so kind! I’m open to doing multiple/all— but I’m stuck in a bad writers block rut and need help out of it! 😭
Tagging the only moot when it comes to MCD that I have so farrrr: @kokomifan24
Ps: I plan to write all of these with female writer first as it is/will be easier for me to write when starting out! And if the series is likes enough/it is requested, I’ll remake it with male pronouns/gender neutral pronounds
Idea one: Garroth x Reader
Reader is an elf folk like Zoey. Turned up at the house of an Okhasis general as a baby and was taken in. When a young child, was introduced to the royal family. It’s found out that she has incredible elemental magiks, being most prominent with fire— but she has no control of it. Rather than punish her, the king finds the best magiks users to help her gain control of these abilities and start her training as a knight to utilize these abilities in combat/for protection of the kingdom. While at her time with the castle, grows close with the siblings. This leads her to be one of the three guards chosen to be the personal guards for the three sons— she becomes Garroth’s personal guard. They bond and form a strong friendship (and hidden romantic feelings) over the course of many long years. The closeness was why, when Garroth attempted to run away from home and his duties, she let him go when she caught him. From then on, she was set as another personal guard to the high priest until they find Garroth and bring him back. Catching up with the actual MCD story’s timeline— she is there when Zane goes there to preform the wedding ceremony.
Idea two: Laurence x Reader
Reader is a thief that goes along with the “steal from the rich, give to the poor” motto, except the poor is a band of refugees/wrongly criminalized escapees of major cities and villages (aka Ohkasis, Scaleswind, etc.) and though she doesn’t like being called a “lord” of the not-small-not-large “village” (refugee camp), she has became the major caretaker for it and its people. She’s admired and respected amongst the people, finding her to be brave in doing something so risky. Laurence and Reader first “meet” when she steals from the group as they camp for the night during a long travel to wherever. They officially meet, however, when reader gets a bit too cocky when seeing a rather expensive (and unknowingly powerful) relic on Aphmau that she wants to take and sell for a hefty price. Laurence is who captures her and they hold her prisoner as they travel, now with her in tow.
Idea three: Travis x Reader
Slight adaptation to the Aphmau series lore regarding Irene and her being the connection between the series with the whole soul splitting thing— it will be instead confined to the MCD story with other people having the other two pieces of her soul
Reader was born rather unnatural. Not in the sense that she looked weird or was actually born in a weird way— but because she was a rather close to emotionless being from day one. Growing up, this made her someone people disliked/found creepy. She didn’t show sadness when a relative passed away. She didn’t shows pain whenever she would get bitten by a wild animal or fell down and scraped her knee. She didn’t show fear whenever she was approached by a rabid wolf (her father had shot and killed it with a bow an arrow to prevent her from harm). Despite how hard it was for them to endure the backlash and judgement, her parents loved her dearly and treated her without hatred. Her father taught her to wield a bow, and her mother (an alchemist) taught her how to make potions as she grew older. The stoic being eventually moved away, utilizing these skills as she traveled alone for years, being paid to do tasks for the people as she passed through (although reluctantly thanks to her demeanor). However, she eventually settled down and made a home for herself in the middle of nowhere amongst an evergreen forest. She first meets Travis (and maybe the others) when they come across her fighting off bandits on her own, who tried to rob her of her potions.
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Tired but pushing.. might try and get the ideas flowing once I wake up more
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Also— ME TOO??? I wanna get out of this writers block so baddddddddd and why not with the series I love and grew up with!
someone should.... give me ideas for a MCD fic
i wanna make a garroth one cause garroth brain rott goes crazy rn
#cooliofango talks#minecraft diaries x reader#minecraft diaries#mystreet#mystreet x reader#garroth x reader#garroth romeave x reader#garroth ro’meave x reader#laurence zvhal x reader#travis valkrum x reader#zane ro’meave x reader#zane romeave x reader
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Taglist!!!!
I’ve finally made a taglist!
Fill out the form if you wanna be tagged in future writings!!!!
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A/N: this is my first fic ever, and I haven’t written a story since I was 13 so please bear with me 💀
I couldn’t really come up with a good plan on how to start this so it’s probably gonna be a little janky at first but I’m mostly just doing this for fun anyway so here goes!
Hope you enjoy!!!
Warnings: Fem!reader, bad grammar, amnesia trope, sloooooow burn
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Garroth x Reader fic
Prologue:
“Try again.”
“Garroth, it’s been ten years and this has only worked once…”
“I’m not giving up.”
“Well I have. It doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve got better things to remember. I’m happy with now, I don’t need those memories back.”
“Do you really mean that, or are you just trying to keep from being a burden?”
“Garroth, I……”
“Just tell me what you remember.”
A huff escapes me, closing my eyes I allow the sound of the waves to ground me, and attempt to think back….back to the woods, back to the woman, the fighting, meeting Zenix, and obviously Garroth… a part of me doesn’t want to know. There’s something big hiding in my mind, I can feel it.. like a serpent waiting to strike. I’m happy, sure there are a few things I’d maybe like to be different but nothing as drastic as I know this would be. Besides, I know who I am now, I don’t want to have to wrestle with who I was.
“The woman. Start with her.”
“Garroth, we’ve been-“
“Just humor me..please”
The huff is definitely more aggressive this time but hearing Garroth chuckle almost made the annoyance worth it. “All I remember is that we were close. She was wise. She basically raised me. She told me I’d make my father proud…and then she was gone.”
“Then what?”
“Then there was fighting, or something..I’m not sure. But probably fighting.” That chuckle again.. “I passed out and then woke up to your stupid helmet staring down at me, and Zenix having a temper tantrum.”
Garroth stays quiet.
“That’s all I remember. No new details this time I promise.”
“….”
“…we were out picking berries. I remember that. But it doesn’t really seem too important” I failed to mention that I remembered the woman’s face, and the people I saw chasing after Zenix. It’s not gonna make a difference.. I think.
This time the huff comes from Garroth. “Do you remember after that?”
A smirk forced its way onto my face and glanced at the sand beneath me. “You turned into a worry wart and insisted of rescuing two strays out of the woods cause you have a hero complex?”
“I do not have a hero complex”
“You’re literally sitting here trying to interrogate my old memories out of me cause you think it’ll help”
He stands up and begins to brush the sand off his cape, still looking down at me. I can feel his annoyed glare despite the helm. “I’m trying to help you. You always seem to forget that when I brought you back you practically begged me to help you remember.”
“Ten years ago.. Garroth, I appreciate everything you’ve done for me but I’m tired” I stand and stare up at him. “If I was going to remember I would have by now. I just wanna focus on living from here on out. Please. I promise I’ve given it a lot of thought and I think this is for the best.”
I can almost see his shoulders sag for a moment. He hates giving up. I hate seeing him think he’s let me down.. I place a hand on his forearm and stare into what I can only assume are his eyes. “It’s not your fault. You’ve done everything you can, but it’s time to move on. It’s not like I’m some lost princess, I don’t need to know where I came from to know who I am. Please.” I gently stick out my pinky.
He remains quiet, save for the gentle creaks of his armor as he wraps his pinky around mine, followed by a mildly offended “I don’t have a hero complex.”
I chuckle and begin to walk back to the guard tower where Dale and Zenix are no doubt NOT waiting for us with too much concern. I’m only a stand in guard, available when someone really needs a day off or something (I enjoy being more crafty and artsy than full fledged guard duty would allow for, but I can wield a sword better than anyone in town, other than Garroth) but since Zenix and I basically decided we were siblings, and there isn’t exactly enough houses for everyone in the village, Garroth approved me to stay in one of the spare guard rooms until they needed it for another guard (they haven’t).
The common area was fairly spacious although the kitchen and armory were included in that space. The unusual serenity of the room is cut short by an all too familiar *hic*. Dale is strewn lazily across the couch. “Theeeerrrrreeee you guy*hic*s are..! I was mvaiting…f*hic*or…yyy…” he’s back out before we can even figure out what he was saying.
We make our way up the stairs and stand comfortably at my door as he gives me the rundown of tomorrow’s schedule. “-and Zenix and I will be investigating the entrance-“
“There’s no walls…everywhere is an entrance”
“Would you just-“ he sighs and even tho his smirk isn’t visible, it’s definitely audible. “We’ve gotten reports of suspicious people wandering around. I’ll be taking Zenix with me to investigate. Could you cover his usual patrol?”
My eyes widen “woah woah woah what?! You didn’t tell me about this. What if I already had plans???”
“Well I didn’t say you HAD to…do you have plans??”
“…no not yet…I was gonna ask Donna if she wanted to have a girls day but that was more of a spontaneous thing..”
“You don’t have to.”
“…fine. But you owe me Ro’M-“
“Yes. Yes I do.”
As if second nature he lifts his helmet just enough to kneel down and kiss my knuckles, a sweet little tradition we’ve developed over our years of friendship.
I enter my room and quietly shut the door behind me. ‘Friendship…’ a beautiful word. Its incredible how someone can be willing to go through so much pain just to ensure they don’t loose it. I take a deep breath in an attempt to slow my heart rate before getting ready for bed. This has become my own personal addition to our little tradition.
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A/n: aaaahhhhhh!!! Prologue done!!! Next chapter will be Aphmau’s introduction! We’ll see how that goes lol!! Thank you for reading!!!! Love ya!!! 🫶🫶🫶
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