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omsrandomwriter · 4 years
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I Need Help
My cat, Hosie, recently got some of her teeth removed, and as a result, we were told so watch her and ensure she was doing ok.
Today, when I went to look in the freezer, Hosie was sitting on top, with her bottom half of her jaw covered in blood.
I don’t have money to take her to the vet and my mother doesn’t either. I absolutely hate asking this, but I need help! She has a vet appointment set up for a check-up, however, that is a week away.
I believe it to be an infected cyst that ruptured, or even perhaps due to her accidentally clawing her mouth. I’m unsure exactly how much it will cost, only that it will most likely will be the same amount, or close enough to the cost of her dental surgery, which was $405.
I’m in no way in a good place to beg, but please, Hosie is a sweet cat that hides behind a tough exterior and I really don’t want to lose her over an infection that we didn’t have money to cure.
https://www.paypal.me/omsrandom
tw: pet injury/blood/infection below cut
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omsrandomwriter · 4 years
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Almost 2 hours until the 20th and I'm 22...
Feels like 100 years ago I just turned 18 lmao.
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Hushed Callings
Also now available on AO3!
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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So Everyone Asked For It...
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21116630
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21116699
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21116510
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21116405
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21116207/chapters/50248460
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21116792/chapters/50249906
A list of my longer (~500+ words) fics have now been posted on AO3! I may have flooded and broke the tagging system, sorry not sorry
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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River Reaper Chapter 1
@ohbeetles asked for a garmau fic with requited love and, uh, yeah, looks like there’s a new AU on this blog. Introducing Flowerfell AU, and if you know what Flowerfell is, then you know what a rollercoaster of a ride this fic is gonna be. If you don’t, well, you’re about to find out. :)
Alternatively: This fic is inspired by Shy Siesta’s cover of Secret Garden 
(Next time you might wanna specify if you want fluff or angst)
tw for character death
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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You, Chara and Sans (Red) discover what's really in the belly of the CORE.
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i know you did a fic for Levin and Garroth so maybe some Malachi and Garroth interactions? ppl seem to forget that Garroth tried to parent Malachi as well
Hey so I legit love this? I love the father-son dynamic Garroth and Malachi could’ve had and I was really sad when I realized it was 15 years since those two last saw each other, like, Malachi had lost everything already, then he found it again and then lost it again? Hell yea OP, let’s do this!
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Sharp Ends {Diaries Reborn}
h, I know I said I wasn’t gonna do a DR fic until Season 1 was completely out but-
Gene said something and it sounded like he’s said it before so ye
Spoilers for The Girl Who Cried Wolf - Minecraft Diaries Reborn - Episode #8
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Chapter 2 of Through the Veil of Death is up on WattPad!
Emili finds that her presence in the world is changing things, sometimes for the good, but also for the bad.
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Alternatively:
They stared off towards the sunset distantly, words not making any sense; why were they gone, they just... couldn't be gone...
Produce an emotionally moving one-sentence story.
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Soft Words
Rubbing her wrists, she opened the cell containing her dogs, smiling as they wiggled in place, paws tapping as they waited for her to call them to her. “Jiggy!” the wolfdog with the orange collar barked and bounced over to her. “Thorgi.” her original dog, tail wagging hard, bounced right into her legs, making her laugh. “Puma, let’s go!” the wolfdog on the bed stopped chewing at the corner and looked up before steadily making his way towards her. “Phoenix, Cookie, let’s get out of here!” Turning, the woman led the five dogs out, laughing to herself as she saw the guards’ faces as they saw that the dogs were released. As she pushed the door open, her breath caught at the sight of two familiar men. “Garroth, Laurence!” Skidding to a stop in front of her Head Guard, she looked over him for any sign of pain. When she saw none, she held up a finger and pulled Laurence away.
“My love! Thank goodness you are ok,” he said as she pulled him away, making her both flush and grimace a bit. “You being behind a cage is like having a sweet dove behind bars. I told Barrett that you were with me in Meteli at the time of the last murder, so you have a solid alibi.” she looked at him in a bit of a shock before smiling. “Plus I know someone as sweet and beautiful as you could not be responsible for any horrid crime,” he must’ve seen her face darken a bit as he carried on, a bit more hurriedly. “Without just cause, of course!”
“Well… thank you, Laurence. For both the alibi and the Lord lessons.” she said.
“Don’t mention it my love.” the redhead hesitated before leaning in closer and whispering. “By the way, is Garroth in your village guard?” She looked at his face, the hesitance, it kind of reminded her of… oh… well, wasn’t that interesting? She’d have to ask him about it later. Nodding, she saw something (relief? hope?) swell in his eyes. “He seems like a nice guy.”
“The best. He’s helped me in more ways than one back in Phoenix Drop.” she answered, unable to not glance at the guard in question.
“I’ll be seeing you, I suppose. I’m needed back at Meteli, but I wanted to ensure they knew here of your innocence.” he grabbed her hand and bowed, giving a gentle kiss to the back of it. “Safe travels, m’lady.” With a noise that she really didn’t want to identify, she removed her hand from his grip and walked over to Garroth, who was looking(?) at her in concern.
“Aphmau, thank goodness you are ok. I had sent Raven to deliver a message to you, but when he saw your hands tied and being escorted, he had turned around and came back to tell me.” A hesitant hand came up to cup her face, and she found herself leaning in to his touch. “I’m just glad you are safe and that that Laurence was able to clear your good name.” With a noise of agreement, she opened her eyes (when had she closed them?) and smiled a bit.
“I had to go to Meteli for a few things, and he was able to help teach me a few things about being a Lord,” she said, hand going up to cover his. “You should’ve let me help, Garroth. It can’t be healthy, being both Head Guard and taking over most of the duties of the Lord.”
“I… shall remember that, Lord Aphmau.” he murmured, and she frowned at the different tone in his voice. Defeated, almost? She squeezed his hand, and he continued, warmth slowly filtering back. “I had mentioned you were the Lord of Phoenix Drop and that you have been known to have had great relations with the Lord of Brightport.”
“Thank you Garroth,” she said. “I really do appreciate this.”
“You are most welcome,” the guard chuckled. “I must get getting back to Phoenix Drop as soon as possible.”
“Levin’s safe?” she asked, getting a nod.
“He’s currently with Zoey and Dale. I just wanted Raven to inform you of how he’s been since you’ve been gone for almost a week now. Keep an eye out for Raven.” Reaching up with his other hand, he brushed a few strands of hair that had fallen in her face before hesitating. “What is with Laurence calling you… ‘his love’?”
Do you believe in soulmates? That out there, you can find someone who will match you perfectly?
“He’s… I don’t know.” she trailed off, shaking her head. “I think… it’s hard to explain. We’re not involved, and I have no feelings for him aside from friendship, but… it is easier for him to explain.”
“…I see,” he mumbled. “I’ll be sure to have a few words with him.” Looking back towards her, she could feel his smile. “Take care, Aphmau, and safe travels.”
“Safe travels,” she whispered back, stepping away and going to Barrett. ‘If only they could finish the rest of the journey with me…’
Direct Quote taken from “Suspect #1”
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Soft Tellings
The next morning, she woke up to Thorgi licking her face. With a laugh, she pushed the dog away and sat up in her bedroll, looking at this little village in a new light after the night before.
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“See that woman there? She’s one of our bakers, but she can only work with a certain type of grain. It’s a Lord’s business to create and maintain a trade route so that those who live under their care may get any legal ingredient we might need.” Laurence said, each one of his words enrapturing her.
“You seem to know a lot about this,” she noted, smiling q bit to herself as he seemed to flush a little. A new question came to her mind. “What about when it comes to a sudden surge of villagers?”
“Like children being born?” His question had her shifting a little before she nodded with a slightly nervous laugh. “Stipends are given, and I would like to very proudly say Meteli gives the same amount to all, regardless of their class status.”
“I see,” she murmured, running her hands through Thorgi’s thick fur. “Do Lord’s tend to be… close to their guards?” She asked, thinking back on all the ‘maybe’ times Garroth had flirted with her and the rose-gold ring sitting on her finger.
Laurence let out a hum and combed through his hair, looking a bit too thoughtful. “I heard the guards in Neapolitan village don’t like their Lord. I wouldn’t be surprised if a Shadow Knight spawned from there soon.”
Aphmau shuddered a bit at this, which did not go unnoticed. “I’ve had a run in or two with some,” she explained, watching him smirk.
“Don’t worry, my love,” he purred, making her eyebrows fly up. “I’ll protect you to the death from those dastardly villains.”
“Please don’t,” she quipped back.
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The smell of bacon and coffee soon brought her back to the present, and she thankfully took the plate and mug Kenmur was offering. “Why did you not stay in the inn? We could have spoken about current trade routes,” He asked, to which she shrugged, grateful that Laurence had explained it last night between his flirting.
“I wasn’t originally planning on staying the night.” She answered. “But there are things I need to both do and learn here, so perhaps when I return I can spend a little more time here.”
Seeming pleased with her answer, the young lording left, leaving her to pack up camp and go off in search of the person who could help her with the old lady’s oversized cat.
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Gentle Movements
Dante was polishing his (admittedly old) armor when he heard his wife cry out. "Dante-kun! Come here, quick!"
Dropping the chestplate, he was up the stairs in a second, kneeling beside the meifwa's side in a second. "Kawaii~chan, what's wrong? Is it the baby?"
The pink haired woman smiled and grabbed his hand, guiding it over to her stomach, where- "They started kicking. Kawaii~chan thought you'd like to feel."
Dante blinked back tears and looked up, meeting her playful Amber eyes. "I love you," he murmured, leaning up and capturing her lips. "I love you so, so much..."
Kawaii~chan giggled and kissed him once more before sitting up more. "I love you too," she whispered, and a second later, there was a knock at the door, breaking the soft moment between them. She laughed at his put out face and pushed him towards the stairs. "You promised Kyle lessons, did you not? Kawaii~chan will be here when you come back Dante-kun."
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Graying Smiles
@hazelnut4370 asked: Dante being a proud dad looking at Nekoette and Dmitri growing up to be awesome?
Seeing his son and daughter get to know one another was a relief off of his shoulders. He had felt so guilty with Nicole, and was worried Kawaii~chan would leave, but as he watched Nekoette, Dmitri, Rollo and Lello run about, he was glad things happened the way they did.
Nekoette was so precious, much like Aphmau in attempting to befriend anything or anyone who came her way. He faintly recalled Garroth’s story about how his Lord had once tried to tame a Komodo Dragon of all creatures, and with a sigh, he ran a hand through his hair.
Dmitri… well, know he knew why everyone told him to wise up as a boy, and what they meant by all his actions would come back to haunt him. He could see a lot of him in his and Nicole’s son… perhaps too much, he thought to himself, remembering how the boy had stolen Katelyn’s weapons and ran around with them.
Ha, he could see them becoming a fearsome sibling duo when they got older, especially if they stayed this in sync as they were now. He watched in amusement, wrapping an arm around his wife’s waist as Dmitri lead a charge with a yell, Nekoette jumping down on Rollo’s head a second later.
Oh, yes, the trainers would definitely have to watch their backs when they came to be of apprenticeship age.
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Soft Whispers
When she first came across Meteli and the people within the small town, she hadn’t really thought much of them, but as she set up camp for the night, the red haired guard, Laurence, found her and sat beside her.
“It very beautiful outside tonight,” he said, making her let out a laugh, amber eyes glancing up to see green staring at her. Tilting her head, she noted in amusement as he smirked upon seeing her gaze. He was very handsome… if you could look passed his bright orange hair, that was, but she supposed it gave his tan and green eyed complexion a unique look.
“It is,” she said after a beat, realizing she was staring. “Can I help you?”
“You’re new to being a Lord, aren’t you?” At his question, she felt herself beginning to flush and instead smiled wiry.
“It’s that obvious huh?” she asked, grinning a bit more widely as he nodded, bangs falling across his eyes. “What gave me away? The rambling?”
“As cute as it was, no,” he chuckled, leaning a bit more closer to her. “You have this… air and grace; you carry yourself a certain way. Many people who walk like they are helpful are either Lords or work alongside their Lord.”
“You like to flirt, don’t you?” she shot back, feeling slightly embarrassed at his words. “But how do you know I’m new at being the Lord?”
“You don’t have your village crest on your left shoulder, but yet the only time Phoenix Drop has sent someone to Scaleswind is when their last Lord wanted to pay tribune to Lady Irene.” Aphmau blinked at his words.
“Who’s Lady Irene? Is she like the ruler or something?”
Laurence started laughing loudly at her words, but fell quiet when he realized she wasn’t joking. “You’re a Lord and you don’t know who Irene is? Do you even know how to manage a village? Plan out Guard Rotations? Find a perfect place for a crop farm? Ensure those under your care will not be harmed?”
“I… um…” she trailed off and bit her lip, fiddling with the ring on her finger. “I do my best to help with the farms and keeping everyone safe, but Garroth usually helps me. He’s the Head Guard; has been since before I got there. He’s been trying to show me how to do things, but the last few weeks have been…” memories of find Levin outside on her doorstep and seeing Garroth just outside the village, limp and a puddle of blood under him came to her mind, making her swallow thickly before continuing. “Hectic. I’m going to Scaleswind because a child showed up on my doorstep, and we have reason to believe he was stolen from his mother who resides there.”
Warmer hands gently grabbed hers, and she looked up to see Laurence sitting closer to her, a gentle smile on his face. “Perhaps I might be able to help? I have been told I am quite a good tutor, my lady.”
Ignoring how warm her cheeks felt, she smiled and found herself squeezing his hands in return. “I’d like that Laurence.” she said, and, huh, she… kinda liked how his face lit up.
“Now how about we warm these cold hands, hm?”
With a huff, she pulled her hands away, crossing her arms with a happy, but annoyed smile.
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omsrandomwriter · 5 years
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Quiet Tides
@hazelnut4370 asked: a short story where baby Levin calls Garroth dad?
It was one of those nights, where he could barely bear the thought of sleep. He couldn't risk going to the kitchen of the guard house in fear of waking Laurence and Dale and he didn't want to lay in bed alone with his thoughts.
With a sigh, he found himself standing outside of Lady Aphmau's house, unsure of what to do as his hand was frozen, raised into a fist and ready to knock. What would he even say...?
"Garroth?" Turning sharply, he saw Zoey walking up the path, her eyes twinkling as if she knew what he was wanting to do. "Do you want to come inside? I can make some tea to help relax you."
The blonde nodded, relieved he didn't have to voice the reason why he was here just yet. "Thank you, Miss Zoey."
"Please, it's just Zoey," the elf said, guiding them down to the basement, where he could here little Levin's music box slowly singing away. "So what brings you here? You aren't be trying to tell a certain Lord about your feelings at midnight, are you?"
"How has Levin been?" He asked, sighing in relief as her eyes brightened and she grinned widely.
"Oh, he's growing so fast!" She gushed. "He can say 'please', 'thank you', 'momma' and 'auntie' now!"
"That's wonderful to hear," he said, gratefully taking the tea when it was offered to him. "I apologise for coming at such a late hour." He tried, but she waved his words off.
"It's fine. Elves are usually more active at night." At her words, the music box stopped making music, and they both stood at the same time. "I can get it."
"Allow me," he said, and at her grin and nod, he petted Cookie on her head before entering the room she was guarding. In the crib slept Levin, though he looked like he was waking up. With a fond chuckle at the infants attempts to cover his eyes, roll over and go back to sleep, Garroth reached over and gently wound the box back up, setting it back down as the boy peeked his eyes open.
"Da?" He murmured, sleepiness thick in his tone as he reached his arms up towards the older blonde, who stared at him in a pleased shock. "Da!"
His body began to move without thinking, and a few minutes later, Zoey looked into the room with a fond giggle at the sight of the two in the rocking chair, the man listening to the baby's babblings, and her grin grew wider as she noticed that the rambling was cut between the cries of 'Da', almost always catching the Head Guard's attention.
"Hehe, now all you need to do is confess to Aphmau," the elf teased as he came out of the room ten minutes later, the toddler having talked himself to sleep.
Garroth's face flushed in embarrassment as he sputtered. "Z-ZOEY! THAT ISNT APPROPRIATE!"
"Oh?" She questioned, raising a brow. "So I didn't just hear Levin call you 'Dad' and I totally didn't see how happy you looked whenever he did?"
"Goodnight!" He managed to get out, face red as he all but ran up the stairs, leaving the elf in stitches as she poured another cup of tea.
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Soft Gleams
Things have been rather odd since the Lord died, he thought to himself, doing his best not to lean too much on his sword as slight pain wrecked his body. He had been told he was lucky to survive the attack, and now he certainly could feel every wound that had been given to him. If it wasn’t for Aphmau, I would certainly be-
“Garroth,” turning towards the woman in question, he looked up at the house.
“Aphmau, how do you feel about this?” he asked, and he could see her biting her lip.
“It’s the right thing to do,” she said, and he turned away, looking out towards the water. 
She has a good heart, he thought, worry swelling in him. the journey to Scaleswind was long, and you could get very lost easily. “Here; in the chest are a few things for the journey. Feel free to go to the docks when you are ready. Azura is watching over your ship, and she’s been kind enough to bring over the full missing report.”
“Gotcha.” She smiled and nodded before pausing, eyeing how he was trying not to lean on his weapon. “Are you going to be ok?”
He let a smile spring into being, safely hidden from under the helmet as he nodded. “I’ll be fine. I’m still recovering, but at least I can wield a sword. I’ll be saving my strength in case something happens. Dale is setting up defenses around your house as well… it’s also a punishment for him and his recent… behavior lately.” He couldn’t stop his disappointed sigh as he continued. “Getting drunk on the job… In any case, Aphmau, be on your way and please… be safe.”
The woman nodded and looked inside the chest beside him as he tried not to appear as nervous as he felt. “Potions of healing… flower band… frost sword…” he watched her put the crown he’d carefully made (with Donna’s assistance) before looking inside the chest again, perhaps a bit nervously. “Garroth?”
“Yes, Lady Aphmau?” he asked, feeling his skin slowly go clammy.
“Why… why is there a wedding ring in the chest?” Her amber eyes cut straight through him as he fought an inner war.
“I… I thought, perhaps if you wore it, you would get less trouble. It.. is not uncommon for wives to visit their families out of town, and Thorgi could be seen as a protector.” he began, and her head tilted to the side before she smiled, the same one she always did when she knew someone wasn’t telling the entire truth.
“Thank you, Garroth,” she said instead, sliding the ring on her finger and, oh Irene, he didn’t know it was going to be a perfect fit. If she noticed, she didn’t say anything, instead choosing to give him one last smile before going to say goodbye to the others within the village.
“There are other ways to propose,” Dale commented from the roof, making the Head Guard glare up at him.
“Get back to work Dale!”
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