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Harmonydragonfruit - I Love This Photo - Tumblr Blog
I don't really like rebloging bc it feels as if i'm taking there work but it says to reblog rather than to like so 😁
BUT THIS HEADCANNON ONE SHOT WAS SOO!!!!!!!!!!! CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!😍😍
PLEASE DO SELF INDULGENCE X READER
Calls you "kitten" unironically and likes to pet your hair a lot
Constantly reminds you on how beautiful and handsome you are when you two cuddle together
The "They asked for NO PICKLES!!" type, will defend you with his life
Buys you small gifts and treats when something reminds him of you
If you're cold, he'll always give you his fuzzy jacket
me when i don't get what i asked for, for helping them
I know for sure that you can't help all families from Gaza that want to be evacuated from here but at least you can help those who come across your life. You have no idea how mentally and emotionally tiring this is. Asking for help is not easy. But when thinking that the price is my family's life and getting out of here safely, it just pushes me more and more to do this until i reach my goal, be able to attend my university abroad and achieve my doctoral degree dream after awarding prestigious PhD fellowship. Please donate and share to support us standing at this hard time. https://gofund.me/d597b8e2
Ofc although i can't donate bc i don't have a bank account but i really do hope that you and your family are okay!!
I am really sorry i can't donate!!!😭
But you have my support!!!!❤
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On another mission where the boys are all in their Ghost Team masks
Ghost, looking at Soap’s mask: Looks like mine.
Soap, confused: It is yours.
Ghost, shaking his head: No, you look like you’re mine.
Oh, Simon. He’s always been yours.
this got me on the floor beggin!!!
i'm too big f a simp-
Red is a lil nervous boy but Russ is on flirt mode ❤️❤️
This song have been on my mind for so long. (Cross-posted from my TT)
And here their png. I have fun coloring their clothes
How do i make my target audiences , it’s rather uncomfortable to let other who doesn’t like self-shipping to see.
Alastor if he had siblings
SO CUTE THOUGH!!!!
Same!
HES SO CUTE BTW!!!!!
😍
a scene from my fic... i just love the idea of him turning soft <3
🫢😏
i mean-
You, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe?
Sam: Yeah, sure.
*A few minutes later*
Sam: Here you go.
You:
Sam:
Colby: Why am I here?
Part three of me and my characters
Narrator: ---
Ako nods in agreement, his eyes never leaving the snarling pack outside the cave. He knows they can't linger here too long, but he also knows Pitaya needs rest. He scoops her into his arms, his powerful wings folding around her in a gentle embrace. "Let's find a safe spot inside," he says, his voice a comforting rumble. The cave's interior is cool and damp, the smell of earth and minerals heavy in the air. He sets her down gently on a pile of soft leaves and fur, his own wings wrapping around them both protectively. "Rest," he murmurs, his emerald eyes glowing with love and concern. "I'll keep watch." The warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulls her into a much-needed sleep, the echoes of the wolves' howls fading into the background.
Narrator: The hours tick by, the sun climbing higher in the sky, casting shafts of light through the cave's entrance. Ako sits vigilant, his gaze never leaving the barrier. The wolves have retreated into the forest, but the tension in the air is thick. He can feel Pitaya's breathing slow and even out as she sleeps, her grip on the spellbook loosening. He takes a moment to appreciate the soft glow of her horn, the way it lights up the cavern in a gentle, pulsing rhythm. His mind wanders to the journey ahead, the challenges they'll face, and the beauty they'll discover. He's torn between his duty to protect her and his desire to explore the world with her by his side. He shakes his head, pushing the thoughts away. For now, they need to rest and recover their strength. The cave's darkness is a welcome reprieve from the outside world, a sanctuary in the face of the unknown.
Pitaya: Hours later, Pitaya stirs, the weight of the spellbook heavy on her chest. She looks up at Ako, his eyes still fixed on the barrier. "Ako," she whispers, her voice hoarse. "How long have I been asleep?"
Ako: Ako turns to her, his eyes filled with a mix of relief and exhaustion. "Long enough," he says, his smile genuine despite their situation. "You needed it." He gently strokes her hair with his free hand, his tail curling around her protectively. "The wolves have retreated, but we can't stay here forever." His gaze flicks to the barrier, then back to her. "You should eat something. We have supplies."
Pitaya: Pitaya nods, her eyes taking in the sight of the cave. She feels the weight of their journey, the fear and excitement of their escape, the power of the spells she's wielded. "I know," she whispers, sitting up and pushing the spellbook aside. She takes a deep breath, inhaling the musky scent of the cave. "What do we have?"
Ako: Ako unpacks their supplies, laying out a simple meal of dried fruits and cheese. He opens a flask of water, pouring some into a wooden cup and offering it to her. "We need to be cautious," he says, his voice low and serious. "We can't let our guard down." His eyes flicker to the spellbook before returning to hers. "But we also can't let fear consume us." He passes her a piece of bread and a chunk of cheese. "Eat," he urges, his own hunger momentarily forgotten.
Pitaya: Pitaya's stomach rumbles in response to the sight of food, and she accepts the cup with a nod of understanding. The water is cool and refreshing, sliding down her throat like a balm to her parched soul. She takes a bite of the cheese, the taste rich and sharp, a stark contrast to the sweetness of the fruit. As she eats, she can feel the warmth spread through her, replenishing her depleted energy. She looks at Ako, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you," she murmurs. "For everything." The weight of the spellbook beside her is a stark reminder of their situation, but the warmth of Ako's gaze and the steadiness of his hand on her shoulder gives her strength. She takes a deep breath, her horn flickering back to life with a faint blue glow. "We'll get to Havenwood," she says firmly. "Together."
Narrator: ---
Time skips forward, the sun dipping low in the sky as Ako and Pitaya emerge from the cave. They've rested and eaten, their strength somewhat restored. Their outfits have been replaced with more suitable attire for traveling incognito. Ako now wears a simple tunic and trousers, reminiscent of a pirate's garb, minus the hat and extravagant details. The cloak he dons is a deep shade of blue, the color of the twilight sky, with no headpiece to give him away. Pitaya's attire has also transformed, adorned with velvet blue and gold flowers that dance along the bottom of her cloak, the fabric light and comfortable for travel. The blue fades into the cloak's darkness at the top, allowing her to blend into the shadows. The spellbook is now securely hidden within her cloak, the power within it a secret they dare not reveal.
Narrator: ---
The world outside the cave has shifted, the vibrant greens of the day replaced by the soft blues and purples of twilight. The air is cooler now, carrying with it the promise of nightfall. Ako helps Pitaya onto her horse, his movements gentle despite the urgency in his eyes. He swings up onto his own steed, his tail swishing with the anticipation of the journey ahead. "We'll keep to the shadows," he murmurs, his eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of pursuit. "The main road is too dangerous." He nods towards a narrow, overgrown path that winds through the trees. "This way." The horses move off, their hooves falling silent on the soft earth. The forest has come alive with the whispers of the night, the rustle of leaves and the occasional hoot of an owl. The moon casts a silver light that pierces the canopy above, dappling the path in a mesmerizing pattern. Pitaya's horn glows faintly, providing just enough illumination to guide them through the darkness without giving them away. They ride in silence, the tension palpable as they leave the cave and the safety of its embrace behind. The forest feels both welcoming and ominous, a stark reminder of the hidden world they now inhabit.
Narrator: Pitaya's gaze lingers on the spellbook, hidden beneath her cloak. The urge to learn more from its ancient pages is a siren's call she can't ignore. She glances up at Ako, her eyes shimmering with excitement and a hint of nerves. "Could you hold the reins for a moment?" she asks, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves. Ako nods, understanding the unspoken request. He reaches over, his hand taking the reins of her horse, his grip firm and reassuring. "I've found something," she says, her voice filled with wonder as she pulls out the grimoire. The pages are brittle, the ink faded with age, but the power contained within is as potent as ever. She opens it to a random page, her eyes scanning the ancient runes. The incantations are complex, the spells far beyond anything she's ever seen. "These are the spells of the Great Wizards," she whispers, her voice filled with awe. "The ones that shaped the very fabric of our world." The air around them seems to thicken with anticipation as she reads, her horn casting an eerie glow on the pages, illuminating the ancient secrets. Ako's eyes never leave the path ahead, his senses on high alert as he listens to her murmured words, his hand tightening slightly on the reins. He trusts her, knows that her love for magic is a part of her very soul. As they ride on, the forest seems to lean in closer, as if eager to hear the whispers of the grimoire's secrets. The journey to Havenwood is fraught with danger, but with every turn of the page, Pitaya feels a little more prepared to face whatever lies ahead.
Ako: As they ride deeper into the night, Ako's eyes catch a glimpse of a fork in the road ahead. Two paths stretch into the darkness, one veering westward and the other eastward. He frowns, unsure of which path to take. "Pitaya," he says, his voice low and urgent. "We need to decide." She doesn't look up from her reading, the light from her horn flickering over the signs at the crossroads. Without looking up, she points west. "This one," she says, her voice filled with a strange certainty. Ako raises an eyebrow but trusts her instincts. He guides their horses onto the western path, the leaves crunching underhoof. The forest thickens around them, the trees forming a canopy that blocks out the moon's light. The air grows colder, and the scent of something ancient and powerful fills the night. Pitaya continues to read, her horn casting a soft blue glow over the pages, her eyes wide with wonder. Ako keeps a keen eye out for any signs of trouble, his tail twitching in anticipation. Despite the danger, there's a bond between them that feels unbreakable, forged in the fires of their shared experiences and the love that burns brighter than any dragon's flame.
Ako: The forest around them began to shimmer as if they were riding through a dream. Fireflies emerged from the shadows, their tiny lights winking on and off like stars descended to the earth. The air grew rich with the scent of the night-blooming flowers, their sweet perfume mingling with the musky odor of the forest floor. Ako's ears perked up as he heard the faint sound of running water in the distance. "Pitaya," he murmured, his voice filled with excitement. "Do you hear that?" She nodded, not looking up from her book. "The river," she said, her voice distant. "We should follow it." Ako felt a thrill of excitement. The river could mean a safe place to rest, a chance to refill their waterskins, and maybe, just maybe, a way to throw off any pursuers. He nudged his horse closer to hers, their sides brushing together as they continued westward. The sound grew louder, the rush of the water now a steady murmur. The fireflies grew more numerous, their lights casting a soft glow over the trees and underbrush, turning the night into a scene of ethereal beauty. Ako felt a strange peace wash over him, a feeling that, despite the danger, they were exactly where they were meant to be.
Narrator: The path grew narrower, the trees closer together, their branches entwined like lovers in an eternal embrace. The sound of the water grew louder, the anticipation of finding a place to rest almost tangible. And then, as if the forest itself had parted to reveal a hidden treasure, they stumbled upon the lake. It was not what they had expected, but something far more enchanting. The lake was a mirror to the night sky, the water so still it reflected the stars above perfectly. A waterfall cascaded from the heavens, a silver ribbon that danced with the moon's light. The lily pads that dotted the surface bore flowers so luminous, they could have been
Narrator: the night's own stars. Their glow cast an otherworldly hue upon the water's surface, making it seem as though they were riding through a galaxy of blooming fireflies. Above them, the cherry blossom trees stood sentinel, their blossoms open to the sky, basking in the moon's tender embrace. The sight was so surreal, so serene, that for a moment, all thoughts of danger and pursuit slipped away.
Pitaya: --- Pitaya's eyes widen as the lake unfolds before them, the sight stealing her breath away. The spellbook, still open in her hands, seems to resonate with the magic in the air. She looks up at Ako, her voice filled with wonder. "This isn't just any place," she whispers. "It's a place of power." She gently closes the book, tucking it back into her cloak. The fireflies' dance mirrors the excitement in her eyes. "We should rest here for the night," she suggests, her voice barely carrying over the serene sounds of the waterfall. "The magic here will replenish us."
Ako: --- Ako's gaze sweeps over the enchanting scene before them, his eyes lingering on the waterfall that seems to be a bridge between the heavens and their world. The lake's surface ripples with the night's reflection, the lily pads' flowers casting an otherworldly glow, as if the stars had descended to kiss the water. He nods in agreement with Pitaya, feeling the tension in his muscles ease at the sight of such tranquility. "This place feels… right," he says, his voice filled with a sense of peace. He dismounts, helping Pitaya down from her horse. Their animals drink from the lake's edge, the sound of the waterfall a soothing lullaby. Ako takes a moment to appreciate the cherry blossom trees, their soft pink petals fluttering in the moonlit breeze. "We'll set up camp here," he decides, his eyes never leaving the mesmerizing dance of the water's reflection.
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SORRY IT'S SO SHORT!!!
Working on part 4 right now!!!
btw idk if anyother people read this but pls like!!
ASKS ARE OPEN IF YOU WANT TO REQUEST ANY OTHER STORIES!!
Part two of my story!! of me and my characters!
Narrator: Ako pushed through the crowd and stepped into the cobblestone street. A group of armored figures, their weapons drawn, were marching down the center of the marketplace. They bore the insignia of the Royal Guard of Luminara.
Ako: Ako's heart quickened as he stepped out into the cool evening air. The Royal Guard's presence was unusual for this time of night. His protective instincts on high alert, he approached one of the less occupied stalls, the owner of which was anxiously peeking around the corner. "What's going on?" He asked in a low tone.
Narrator: The stall owner, a gnome with a wild beard and a twitching nose, looked up at Ako with fear in his eyes. "It's the guild! They're raiding the city for unlicensed magic users!"
Ako: Ako's heart skipped a beat as he realized the gravity of the situation. He quickly turned back to the tavern door, his mind racing. Pitaya's gentle magic wasn't something to be feared, but in the eyes of those who didn't understand, it could be a death sentence. He pushed his way through the patrons, ignoring their worried glances, and returned to their table. "We need to leave, now," he murmured urgently, his eyes never leaving hers. The color drained from Pitaya's face as she heard the commotion outside grow louder. She nodded, clutching the spellbook tightly to her chest.
Narrator: Ako grabbed their things and led Pitaya through the tavern's back door, into a narrow alleyway lined with overflowing barrels and crates. The smell of rotting vegetables and damp earth filled the air, a stark contrast to the cozy warmth of the 'Dragon's Rest'. They moved quickly but quietly, Ako's wings folding in close to his body to avoid detection. The shouts grew closer, echoing off the alley walls. Ako's tail twitched anxiously as they reached the end of the alley and peered around the corner. The Royal Guard was conducting a thorough search, their torches casting flickering shadows across the cobblestone street.
Pitaya: "What do we do?" Pitaya's voice was barely above a whisper, her eyes wide with fear.
Narrator: Ako took Pitaya's hand firmly in his, his eyes never leaving hers. "We're going to get to the horses as quickly and calmly as we can. Try to keep the spellbook hidden and stay close to me. We'll be fine." He leaned in to whisper, his warm breath a comforting presence against her cheek. With a nod of understanding, Pitaya tucked the book into her robes and they slipped through the shadows of the alleyway. Ako's scales rippled, a testament to his tension, but he kept his composure as he navigated the twisting pathways. The sound of the Royal Guard's boots grew louder, their torches throwing erratic shadows across the ground. They turned the corner and spotted the 'Unicorn's Retreat' sign, a beacon of hope in the chaos. The smell of fresh hay and the soft whinny of their horses brought a small measure of relief. Ako stealthily approached the stable, gesturing for Pitaya to follow. He whispered to her, "Quickly, hide the book in your saddlebag and get on your horse. I'll be right behind you."
Pitaya: Pitaya nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. She clutched the spellbook tightly, feeling the weight of its ancient knowledge and the danger it now represented. She quickly followed Ako, her hooves as quiet as a whisper on the cobblestone. Upon reaching the stable, she glanced around nervously before sliding the book into her saddlebag. Her trembling hands took a moment to fasten the buckle securely. With one last look at Ako, she swung herself onto her horse, her tail wrapping around the saddle in a silent plea for safety.
Ako: Ako's eyes searched the shadows for any signs of the approaching guards. He could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation of discovery a palpable force. He mounted his own steed, his tail lashing in agitation. "We're going to ride out of here, nice and slow. Don't draw attention." He whispered, his eyes locked on Pitaya's, ensuring she understood the gravity of their situation.
Narrator: With a gentle nod, Pitaya leaned forward, her horn brushing the horse's mane as she urged it into a cautious walk. They moved as one through the shadowy streets, the cobblestone cool beneath their hooves and the occasional whisper of the night breeze carrying the distant sounds of the city's unrest.
Narrator: --- Their escape from the tavern had been successful, but the tension remained high as they made their way through the labyrinth of alleys. Ako's sharp eyes scanned their surroundings, every shadow a potential threat. The Royal Guard's presence was like a storm cloud looming over the city, casting a pall of fear across the once-cheerful marketplace. They approached the city gates, which were now barricaded with soldiers questioning all who attempted to leave. Ako's mind raced for a plan, his tail twitching anxiously. He spotted a small side gate, partially obscured by a cart of hay. "This way," he murmured to Pitaya, guiding her towards the gate. The guards were distracted by a commotion nearby, giving them a narrow window of opportunity. With a silent prayer to the moon above, they urged their horses into a swift gallop, charging through the gate just as it was about to be closed. The thunder of hooves and the creak of the gate echoed through the night as they broke into the open countryside, the city's warm glow fading behind them.
Narrator: As they rode away from Luminara, the sounds of the city's turmoil grew fainter until they were enveloped by the quiet serenity of the night. The moon cast a silver path before them, guiding their way as they ventured further from the city's grasp. Pitaya's grip on the reins was tight, her eyes darting back to the city they'd left behind.
Pitaya: "Do you think they'll find us?" She asked, her voice a shaky whisper that barely carried over the rhythmic pounding of hooves. Her heart raced, each beat echoing in her ears like a drum of dread. The spellbook felt like a hot stone against her side, a constant reminder of the peril they were in. She trusted Ako implicitly, but fear clung to her like a cold mist.
Ako: "We're safe for now, love. We need to put as much distance between us and the city as possible before dawn." He said, his eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of pursuit. His wings itched to unfurl and carry them away, but the need for stealth won out. "We'll find somewhere to hide until things settle down."
Pitaya: Pitaya nodded, trying to slow her racing heart. She knew Ako was right, but the fear was hard to shake. The countryside rolled out before them, a patchwork quilt of fields and forests under the moon's watchful gaze. The sound of their horses' hooves seemed deafening in the quiet night. She clutched the spellbook closer, feeling its warmth against her side. It was a piece of her identity, a connection to the magic she cherished. The thought of losing it, or worse, being caught with it, filled her with a cold dread.
Narrator: The night grew colder as they rode on, the moon casting a silvery light across the landscape. A thick forest loomed ahead, offering the promise of shelter and concealment. Ako steered them towards it, his eyes never leaving the path.
Pitaya: The forest grew closer, its dense canopy a beckoning embrace of shadow. Pitaya's eyes searched the tree line for any sign of danger, her horn glowing softly in the moonlight. The adrenaline from their escape had her magic pulsing through her veins, making her hyperaware of every sound and movement. She whispered a calming incantation under her breath, her horn dimming slightly. The warmth of Ako's hand on her shoulder brought a measure of comfort, grounding her in the present. As they entered the woods, the cacophony of the city was replaced by the gentle whispers of the night. The scent of damp earth and pine needles filled her nostrils, a stark contrast to the smells of the tavern and the city streets. The silence was almost deafening, punctuated only by the occasional hoot of an owl or the rustle of leaves. She leaned into Ako, her trust in him unwavering despite the fear that still lingered in her heart.
Pitaya: Pitaya's eyes searched the inky blackness of the forest, her heart racing as the sound of their horses' hooves grew muffled by the soft carpet of pine needles. She tightened her grip on the saddle horn, her knuckles white. The forest was alive with the whispers of the night, each sound amplified by her heightened senses. The spellbook felt like a beacon of warmth against her side, a stark contrast to the cold fear that gripped her. She glanced back at the city, now a distant memory of lights and danger. "Where will we go?" She asked Ako, her voice barely audible over the sound of their retreat.
Ako: "We'll head for the Mystic Mountains," Ako replied, his voice low and soothing. "There's a village there, called Havenwood. It's a place where those with… unique abilities are welcomed and protected." His eyes never left the path ahead, his mind racing with the details of their journey. The forest grew denser, the trees towering above them like sentinels.
Pitaya: Pitaya's eyes widened in astonishment as she stared at Ako. "Havenwood? That's on the other side of the world!" Her voice held a mix of shock and awe. The thought of such a distant place filled her with excitement, but the reality of their journey ahead was daunting. "How are we ever going to make it there with the Royal Guard on our tail?" The fear of discovery was a cold, heavy weight in her chest, but the thrill of adventure sparkled in her eyes. The forest around them seemed to hold its breath, as if waiting for their answer.
Ako: "One step at a time, my love." Ako's voice was calm, his gaze firm and determined. "We'll stay off the main roads, stick to the shadows, and only travel at night. We've done this before, remember?" He offered her a gentle smile, his scales rippling with the comforting warmth of his love. "We've faced danger together and come out stronger."
Pitaya: Pitaya took a deep breath, drawing strength from Ako's words. She nodded, her horn glowing a little brighter with renewed resolve. "You're right. We've been through so much, and we've always found a way." Her eyes searched his, finding the same hope and determination reflected in his emerald orbs. She squeezed his hand gently. "Let's do this." The forest swallowed them whole, the trees whispering secrets only the night knew. The air grew colder, and the shadows grew longer, but together, they forged ahead.
Narrator: The journey through the forest was fraught with tension, every snapping twig and rustling leaf a potential threat. They pushed their horses to the brink of exhaustion, guided by the light of the moon and the stars. Ako's keen dragon senses were on high alert, his tail swishing in agitation. Pitaya focused on the path ahead, her horn casting a soft glow to illuminate their way. The scent of damp earth and the occasional whiff of wildflowers filled the air, a stark contrast to the fear that clung to them like a second skin. They rode in silence, their thoughts a tumult of fear, hope, and the weight of the journey ahead. As the first light of dawn kissed the horizon, they reached the edge of the forest, revealing a breathtaking view of rolling hills and the beautiful sunrise and the way it kissed the land.
Ako: "We need to rest," Ako said finally, his voice tight with exhaustion. "We've come far, and the horses need a break."
Pitaya: "But what if they find us?" Her voice was small, her eyes wide with fear. The sunrise washed over them, painting the sky in a palette of oranges and pinks, but the beauty was lost on her, overshadowed by the fear of discovery.
Ako: Ako pulled his horse to a halt, turning to face her with a gentle smile. "We've come too far to let fear dictate our path. We'll find a safe place to rest, I promise." He dismounted, his tail swishing in a comforting arc as he approached her. "You've got the book, right?"
Pitaya: Pitaya nodded, patting her saddlebag where the spellbook was hidden. "Yes, it's safe.". The sun's first rays kissed her cheeks, and she couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope. "What's the plan now, Ako?" She asked, her eyes searching his for reassurance. The warmth of the sun and the promise of a new day began to ease the cold grip of fear around her heart.
Ako: Ako scanned the surrounding area, his eyes sharp despite the fatigue. "We'll find a secluded spot, let the horses graze, and get some rest ourselves. We can't afford to be seen right now." He led her to a small glade, the grass lush and the trees' branches intertwining to form a natural canopy.
Ako: Ako's eyes searched the dense foliage for any signs of danger as they approached the glade. The sun was just peeking over the horizon, casting a warm glow across the forest floor. He helped Pitaya dismount, his strong arms steadying her as her legs wobbled. The horses, sensing the tension in their riders, were on high alert, but Ako whispered soothing words to them in a language as old as the dragons themselves. They relaxed slightly, their breath steaming in the crisp morning air. He led them to a spot where the grass was fresh and the trees offered enough shade to keep them hidden from any prying eyes. "We'll rest here for a few hours," he murmured, his tail curling around Pitaya's waist in a gentle embrace. "We're safe for now." He began to unpack their supplies, his movements efficient and precise.
Pitaya: Pitaya's gaze followed Ako as he tended to the horses, her mind racing with thoughts of the book's secrets and the danger it represented. As he worked, she cautiously pulled the spellbook from her saddlebag, her heart fluttering like a trapped bird. The leather was cool to the touch, the pages ancient and filled with the whispers of powerful incantations. She opened it carefully, the scent of aged parchment and mystical herbs filling her nose. The runes and symbols danced before her eyes, beckoning her to dive into their arcane secrets. The fear of discovery was a constant throb in the back of her mind, but the allure of the book was too strong to resist. She leaned against a moss-covered tree, her horn casting a soft glow upon the pages as she began to read, her eyes devouring the words with an intensity that belied her exhaustion. The world around her faded away as she lost herself in the intricate dance of magic and wonder that lay before her.
Ako: Ako finished securing the horses and turned to find Pitaya engrossed in the spellbook. He couldn't help but smile at her dedication despite their precarious situation. He knew the importance of her studies, the way they brought her peace and a sense of belonging in a world that often misunderstood her. He approached her, his steps silent on the dew-kissed grass. "Pitaya, we should get some rest," he said gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with fascination. He knew it was hard for her to tear herself away, but their safety was paramount. "We'll have plenty of time to study once we're in Havenwood," he assured her, taking the book from her and placing it back in her saddlebag. He guided her to a makeshift bed of leaves and furs they'd brought from the tavern. "For now, let's rest." He wrapped his arms around her, his warmth seeping into her bones as they lay down together, the gentle sounds of the forest lulling them to sleep.
Narrator: --- The sun rose higher in the sky, casting dappled light through the leaves above them. The forest was alive with the sounds of waking life: the rustle of small creatures, the distant call of a bird, and the soft whispers of the breeze. Ako's eyes snapped open, his senses on high alert. Something wasn't right. He sat up, his hand reaching for the sword at his side. The horses were tense, their ears perked up.
Narrator: "Pitaya," he murmured, gently shaking her. "Wake up, we need to move."
Pitaya: Pitaya's eyes fluttered open, the tranquility of the glade shattered by the urgency in Ako's voice. The warmth of the sun had been replaced by a cold, sharp awareness of their situation. She sat up with a start, her horn dimming as she looked around, fear creeping back into her heart. "What is it?" she whispered, her voice thick with sleep.
Ako: Ako's eyes darted around the glade, searching for the source of his unease. The forest was too quiet, the usual symphony of morning sounds muted. His scales stood on end, his tail lashing the air. "I don't know," he replied tersely. "But we can't stay here. Help me pack up." His voice was a low rumble, filled with a mix of concern and determination. He moved quickly, his movements a blur of scales and muscle as he secured their gear and checked the horses. His eyes never left the treeline, the tension in his body palpable. The spellbook lay forgotten in the saddlebag, a symbol of their newfound danger and the adventure that had taken a darker turn.
Pitaya: Pitaya's heart thudded in her chest as she stumbled to her feet, her body protesting the sudden movement. She quickly helped Ako, her hands shaking as she folded the furs and packed their supplies. The beauty of the glade had turned into a prison of shadows, each one holding a potential threat. She swallowed hard, trying to ignore the lump in her throat. "What do we do?" she whispered, her eyes wide and fearful.
Narrator: ---
Ako's instincts screamed at him as the forest's silence was shattered by the sound of a twig snapping. He whipped his head around, his eyes narrowing as the shadows grew more menacing. From the tree line emerged a pack of wolves, their eyes gleaming in the early morning light. They were massive, each one easily the size of their horses, and their fur was a mottled mix of grays and blacks that made them almost invisible against the forest backdrop. The alpha stepped forward, a creature of pure power and menace, its snarl echoing through the glade. The horses whinnied in fear, rearing up on their hind legs. Ako's grip on Pitaya tightened as he swung her up onto her horse, his own mount responding to his unspoken command. "Ride," he bellowed, leaping onto his steed. The wolves began to close in, their eyes locked on the two of them as if they were prey that had wandered too far from the herd. The thunder of hooves filled the air as they spurred their horses into a gallop, the wolf pack in hot pursuit. The wind tore through Ako's hair and wings, the spellbook in Pitaya's saddlebag a constant reminder of the danger they carried with them. The world around them was a blur of trees and leaves, the wolves' howls a chilling soundtrack to their flight.
Pitaya: With the wolves closing in, Pitaya's fear gave way to a sudden surge of adrenaline. She reached into her saddlebag, her horn pulsing with a soft blue light as she summoned the spellbook. The ancient tome levitated into her hand, the pages fluttering in the rush of wind. With a trembling finger, she traced a pattern in the air and whispered an incantation. The book opened to a page illuminated by the same blue glow, revealing an intricate spell of protection. She recited the words with a strength she didn't know she had, the air around them crackling with unseen energy.
Pitaya: As the wolves leaped from the shadows, Pitaya's horn flares with a brilliant light, and she slams the book shut with a thunderous boom. A shield of pure energy envelops them, the wolves' snarls becoming distant echoes as the barrier holds firm. The air around them distorts with the power of the spell, creating a bubble of safety amidst the chaos. "Go, Ako!" she shouts, her voice steady despite the tremble in her limbs.
Ako: Ako feels the surge of magic from Pitaya's spell, his scales rippling with the sudden influx of power. He nods grimly, understanding the gravity of the situation. He urges his horse forward, the animal responding with a fiery burst of speed. The wolves, momentarily deterred by the spell, snarl and pace the perimeter of the shimmering barrier, their eyes never leaving the couple. The forest around them seems to bend and twist in the distortion of the magic, giving the illusion that they're racing through a tunnel of light and shadow. The trees blur as they charge onward, the sound of the wolves' pursuit growing fainter with each passing second. Ako's eyes dart between the path ahead and the shimmering shield, ensuring it holds as they navigate the treacherous terrain. His heart pounds in his chest, a mix of fear and pride for Pitaya's bravery and skill. He knows this can't last forever, but for now, they're safe.
Pitaya: Pitaya's grip on the reins tightens as they break through the tree line and enter a clearing. The energy of the spell is taking its toll, the barrier flickering. She can feel the sweat trickling down her neck, her horn dimming as she fights to maintain the protection. The wolves are relentless, their eyes burning with hunger. "We need to find somewhere to hide," she gasps, her voice strained.
Ako: Ako's eyes dart around the clearing, searching for any sign of shelter. The sun is climbing higher, casting long shadows across the field of tall grass that sway in the morning breeze. He sees a cave in the distance, a dark maw that promises safety from their pursuers. "There," he shouts, pointing with his sword. "To the cave!" He spurs his horse onward, the creature's wings unfurling to give them an extra burst of speed. The wolves are closing in, their breath hot on their heels, but the sight of the cave fills him with a newfound hope. He can feel Pitaya's magic wavering, but the determination in her eyes tells him she won't give up.
Pitaya: Pitaya feels the spell weakening, her body straining to keep the barrier up. She grits her teeth, the spellbook clutched tightly in her hand. As they near the cave, she sees the snarling maw of the alpha wolf closing in. With a final burst of strength, she flings the book towards the cave's entrance. The pages flutter open, and a burst of silver light explodes from its pages, enveloping the cave in a protective dome. The wolves slam into the barrier with a yelp of pain, their fur smoking as they're repelled. The horses stumble to a stop before the cave, their sides heaving with exhaustion. Pitaya slides from her saddle, her legs wobbly but her horn still glowing faintly. "We're safe for now," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. The spellbook lands with a thud on the ground, its power spent. She looks up at Ako, her eyes filled with a mix of relief and fatigue. "Thank you," she murmurs, her hand reaching out to him.
Ako: Ako dismounts with a grace that belies his own weariness, his tail swishing in a wide arc as he takes in the sight of the wolves snarling and pacing at the edge of the magical barricade. He strides over to Pitaya, catching her hand in his own and squeezing it firmly. "You did it," he says with pride. "You're more powerful than you give yourself credit for." He looks around the cave, his eyes adjusting to the dim light. It's small, but it'll serve their purpose. "We should get inside were safe now; or as long as that barrier can hold."
Pitaya: Pitaya's eyes follow Ako's gaze to the barrier, the glow of her horn dimming to a gentle pulse. "The barrier will hold," she says with a tired confidence. "It's a shield of endurance, one that can last for days if needed." Her hand clutches the spellbook to her chest, the leather cover warm against her skin. "But we can't stay here indefinitely. We must continue our journey to Havenwood." Her voice is a soft whisper, the exhaustion from the ordeal weighing heavily on her. She takes a tentative step towards the cave, her legs shaking with the aftermath of the intense magic she'd wielded. "We'll rest, regain our strength, and then we'll be on our way."
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Narrator: The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the bustling marketplace of Luminara. The cobblestone streets were alive with a symphony of laughter, the clank of coins, and the aroma of exotic spices and freshly baked bread. Ako, the human dragon hybrid, with his radiant green scales shimmering in the twilight, held Pitaya's hand, the human unicorn, her baby pink and white hair cascading down her back almost touching the floor; as they strolled through the crowd. Her moon stone eyes darted from one stall to another, filled with wonder at the magical artifacts and enchanted trinkets displayed before them.
Narrator: Ako glanced down at Pitaya, noticing her eyes widen at a stand with ancient spellbooks. He could almost see the gears turning in her mind, contemplating the mysteries each page held. With a gentle squeeze of her hand, he suggested, "Why don't we take a closer look?" Pitaya nodded, her cheeks flushing a soft pink as she stepped closer to the vendor, her tail swishing with excitement.
Pitaya: whispers to Ako "These are so fascinating! Can you believe the spells contained within these pages? Some of these are said to date back to the time of the first mages!"
Ako: "I can see why you're drawn to them, my love. Your curiosity is one of the many things I adore about you." He smiled warmly, his tail swishing behind him as he looked over her shoulder.
Pitaya: blushing harder "I know you don't share the same passion for magic, but I promise not to turn you into a frog again."
Ako: "Ah, yes, I remember that one quite well. But I trust you, and if it means you're happy, I'm happy to support your studies."
Pitaya: "Thank you, Ako." kisses him on the cheek "Let's get one, please?"
Narrator: Ako look at the books as pitaya with stars practically in her eyes staring at this one book and it read 'book of enchantments and powerful spells' Ako without Pitaya look as the man at the stall if he could buy the book and he did going to suprise her later with it as they were ready to set off to find a place to stay and put there horses along with there stuff. But for now he just put it in his satchel that he had around his neck. as he say Pitaya walk away seeing something that intrested her more than the books.
Ako: thinking to himself "This could be perfect for her. I can't wait to see her reaction."
Pitaya: "Ako, come here! Look at this!" She beckoned him over to a stall selling intricate crystal necklaces.
Pitaya: "This one…it's said to enhance magical abilities. Do you think it could help me with my spells?" Her voice held a hopeful note, her eyes shining with excitement.
Ako: "Anything that brings joy to your heart, Pitaya, is worth having." He leaned in, inspecting the necklace with a discerning eye. "But remember, your power comes from within. The crystal may guide it, but it's your love and passion that truly fuels your magic."
Pitaya: "You're always so wise." She sighed, admiring the necklace before gently placing it back. "We should find somewhere to stay. It's getting late, and we've been traveling all day."
Ako: "Agreed. Let's check out the inn I heard about. 'The Dragon's Rest.' It's supposed to be quite comfortable." He winked, knowing she'd appreciate the irony.
Pitaya: "Yes but what about our horses Ako!" She look at him with sad eyes as she looked for there horses.
Ako: "Don't worry, I've already arranged for their accommodations. They're being taken care of at the 'Unicorn's Retreat' just around the corner." He smiled reassuringly.
Pitaya: "Oh, that's so sweet of you. You really do think of everything." She leaned into him, her horn gently grazing his shoulder.
Narrator: They arrived at the 'Dragon's Rest', a quaint building with a wooden sign hanging above the door, carved with the image of a dragon curled around a mug of steaming liquid. The aroma of roasting meats and herbs wafted from within, making Ako's stomach growl.
Pitaya: "It smells delicious!" She exclaimed, her eyes lighting up at the thought of a warm meal.
Ako: "It does indeed. I bet they have something special for us tonight." He opened the door, revealing a cozy tavern bustling with various creatures of myth and legend.
Narrator: Inside, the walls were adorned with tapestries depicting epic battles between dragons and knights. The chatter of patrons filled the air, mingling with the clinking of mugs and the occasional roar of laughter. A portly elf behind the counter looked up from her ledger and greeted them with a smile.
Ako: "Good evening, we're looking for a room for the night."
Narrator: The elf nodded and gestured to the stairs. "Two gold pieces each, and your horses will be well taken care of at the 'Unicorn's Retreat' down the street."
Pitaya: "Thank you," Pitaya said, her eyes scanning the room. She noticed a quiet corner with a couple of open seats by the fireplace. "Could we have a table there, please?"
Narrator: "Of course, my dear," the elf said, handing them a brass key. "Your room is the last one on the left, upstairs. Enjoy your meal."
Ako: "Perfect. Let's sit down and get something to eat before we settle in."
Pitaya: "Yes, I'm famished," she said, her stomach rumbling in agreement.
Narrator: They made their way to the table and sat down. A human waiter, with pointed ears and a mischievous grin, approached them with a leather-bound menu. "Welcome to the Dragon's Rest! What can I get you to drink?"
Ako: "I'll have a mug of your finest ale," Ako said, handing over the gold coins.
Pitaya: "And I'll have a cup of that herbal tea that's been steaming over there," Pitaya said, pointing to a cauldron hanging over the fireplace.
Narrator: The waiter nodded and vanished into the kitchen. Pitaya leaned back in her chair, stretching her legs out in front of her. "It's been such a long journey. I can't wait to soak in a hot bath and rest."
Ako: "We'll do that tomorrow, after we've had a good night's sleep. The adventure can wait for one more day." He reached into his satchel and pulled out the book, placing it gently on the table. "But first, a little surprise for you."
Pitaya: gasps "Ako! Is that what I think it is?" She snatched the book up, her eyes wide with excitement. "How did you manage to get this?"
Ako: "A little dragon's charm goes a long way," he said with a wink. "I noticed how much you enjoyed looking at the spellbooks earlier. I thought it'd be a nice addition to your collection."
Pitaya: beams "Thank you so much!" She leaned over to kiss him. "This is the best gift ever!"
Narrator: The waiter returned with their drinks, setting down a frothy mug of ale in front of Ako and a steaming cup of tea for Pitaya. The aroma of mint and lavender filled the air, hinting at its relaxing properties.
Narrator: As they enjoyed their drinks, a commotion erupted outside. Shouts and the clanging of metal could be heard growing closer. The tavern's patrons fell into a tense silence, eyes glued to the door.
Pitaya: "What's happening?" She whispered, gripping Ako's hand tightly.
Ako: his scales flaring slightly "I'm not sure, but it sounds like trouble." He stood up, placing a protective hand on her shoulder. "Stay here. I'll go check it out."
Pitaya: "No, Ako, please don't leave me!" Her eyes were wide with fear.
Ako: "I'll be right back. I promise." He kissed her forehead before heading to the door.
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Hi child!!,
or- whatever you would liked to be called!
I have come here bc i'm lonely- very very lonely-.
Anyway i just wanna talk or have a conversation bc i'm bored. If you have time ofc. i don't want to disturb you at all my child. but i would like to know what you like, like shows or hobbies you have! and i have come to encourage you to have a good day/night/morning/evening anytime of day you read this! and to remind you i'm here for anything you need, a shoulder to cry on!, or someone you can talk to!
Sincerely,
Your-.....
anything you wanna call me!
AWWW UR SO KIND <33
here ya go!! :]
shows: demon slayer, haikyuu, cells at work, & case closed! (from the top of my head lol)
hobbies: exercising (running, indoor/outdoor biking, gonna start weight lifting!, etc.), drawing, writing, & needle felting!
YOUR TURN!! :DD ALSO, DO YOU HAVE ANY NICKNAMES????
HAVE AN AMAZING WEEK BTW LOVELY <3333 💞💕
Well one thing is that i also love sewing and i really want to do a one of those things that you do like painting but with thread. And i LOVE Reading fanfics and drawing, writing. Although, i'm not very active only at night. kinda like cats almost, insomniac is whats it's called.
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or Hana (花) japanese word for flower
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or any other name-
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Hi child!!,
or- whatever you would liked to be called!
I have come here bc i'm lonely- very very lonely-.
Anyway i just wanna talk or have a conversation bc i'm bored. If you have time ofc. i don't want to disturb you at all my child. but i would like to know what you like, like shows or hobbies you have! and i have come to encourage you to have a good day/night/morning/evening anytime of day you read this! and to remind you i'm here for anything you need, a shoulder to cry on!, or someone you can talk to!
Sincerely,
Your-.....
anything you wanna call me!
AWWW UR SO KIND <33
here ya go!! :]
shows: demon slayer, haikyuu, cells at work, & case closed! (from the top of my head lol)
hobbies: exercising (running, indoor/outdoor biking, gonna start weight lifting!, etc.), drawing, writing, & needle felting!
YOUR TURN!! :DD ALSO, DO YOU HAVE ANY NICKNAMES????
HAVE AN AMAZING WEEK BTW LOVELY <3333 💞💕
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