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writerfae · 2 years

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The Knights of the Alder - What if…

…Talon was part of the Knights?

When Aiden woke up again, the first thing he noticed was how dry his throat felt. The second thing he noticed was that he wasn’t alone.

The boy from earlier was there, the blonde with the sharp eyes. Talon, if he recalled right.

As the fae noticed that he was awake, he made his way over to the prisoner, perching down in front of him, too close for Aiden’s liking.

“Look who’s finally awake.”

Instinctively Aiden tried to move away, but the rope that tied his hands to the pole behind him held him in place.

Talon smirked. “So you’re the one that caused us all this trouble?”

The boy tilted Aiden’s chin upwards with a finger, amusement shining in his golden eyes.

“I would have expected someone more… impressive.”

Aiden huffed and jerked his head to the side to try and escape the other, but Talon grabbed his chin and turned his head back towards him.

“Did no one tell you that it’s impolite not to look at the person that talks to you?” he scolded.

“Has no one taught you that it is impolite to pester innocent defenseless people?” Aiden pressed through gritted teeth.

Talon regarded him with an expression of mock hurt.

“Pestering you? Oh no. I’m just talking to you, that’s all. Don’t you want to talk? Also,” he let go of Aiden’s chin, letting his finger wander down Aiden’s throat.

“I don’t think you’re as innocent as you claim to be.”

Aiden gulped, suddenly too aware of the dry feeling in his throat. As if the fae had noticed what he was thinking, he stood up and went over to the little desk, returning with a flask in his hand.

“Here.” Standing in front of him, the blonde held out the water bottle.

Aiden’s eyes immediately jumped to the movement of the water inside the clear glass of the flask.

He was thirsty, but he didn’t trust the fae one bit. Who knew what he put in there.

Gathering all his mental strength, he shook his head violently.

Talon rolled his eyes. “You can drink, you idiot.” He nudged Aiden with the flask. “It’s not poisoned or anything. We still need you after all.”

Aiden looked down at the water bottle in the other’s hand. “You could’ve still put something in it,” he mumbled.

The other boy shrugged. “Sure I could have, but I didn’t. If you rather want to dehydrate though, be my guest. I don’t mind.”

With his free hand he reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair out of Aiden’s face. Aiden flinched.

“But you mortals waste away so easily when it comes to things like this, so if I were you I’d drink. Who knows when you’ll get a chance again.”

He held out the flask to Aiden once more. Hesitantly Aiden leaned forwards and drank, eyes not leaving the gold-eyed fae.

The blonde watched him with a smirk. “Good boy.”

After he decided Aiden had enough Talon took the flask away from him and raised it to his own lips to drink.

Aiden’s eyes followed the movement, lingering on the other’s lips for just a second too long, which Talon noted with amusement. He attached the bottle to his belt.

“It’s a shame, really,” he said. “that our lady wants to shed your blood.”

Aiden froze at the mentioning of Morena’s plans for him. The other boy grinned, seeing how his words affected his prisoner, and the look he gave Aiden made him shiver.

“You’re quite cute for an insignificant halfling. What a waste.”

Aiden absolutely refused to blush, not wanting to give that asshole the satisfaction.

His cheeks colored a little anyway and Aiden cursed himself, because there was no way the fae didn’t notice.

Aiden snarled, irritated. He was mad at the fae with the golden eyes, mad at himself for letting him get to him so easily.

“I can’t be that insignificant when you need me to reawaken your stupid king. I bet I am of far more significance for your lady’s plans than you are.”

Talon laughed. “So he does bite back. Who would’ve thought. Maybe there’s more to you than I thought.”

The fae smiled. Leaning down, he whispered close to Aiden’s ear. “Who knows which skills may lie behind this pretty facade.”

“Talon,” a voice from behind them said and Talon pulled away. Aiden couldn’t help but to feel relieved.

“Leave the boy alone,” said a young woman with dark hair that Aiden hadn’t seen before. “And leave, it’s my turn to watch him now.”

“And it was just about to get interesting,” the blonde mumbled, but he turned to the other fae and bowed.

“Very well, Lady Nyx.”

He threw Aiden a mischievous look over his shoulder and winked.

Then he left and Aiden felt like he could finally breathe again.

Background info: in this scenario Talon (as well parts of his family) is part of the group who want to reawaken the Alderking (the knights of the Alder).

I had that idea because it might as well be possible, since Talon’s family used to be part of the Alder court before the king fell. And if his father would be interested in getting the family’s former status back, naturally Talon would follow him.

I’m not sure if he’d be fully convinced about the plans though, so it could be possible that something -or someone- could change his mind

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#did I have to make bad guy Talon extra flirty? no #did I do it anyway? yes #cause I firmly believe if it would be like this with everything between them aside he would flirt with Aiden #cause like I said he’s his type #and Aiden is all blushy and so made about it #there’s two possible outcomes of this what if scenario #either Aiden kills Talon later on #or he gets him to join his side #also i accidentally put a spoiler there and not so accidentally left it in #I was thinking about maybe making ‘what if’ a little series of alternate ideas about the story I have/had #like Aiden joining the knights #or Henry being the new Alderking #or other stuff I can’t think of rn #(oh how about a combination of Talon as a knight and Aiden joining them too)#(it would be like that one song in the Excalibur musical)#(…. the one probably none of you know since it’s a German musical apparently )#(but since it’s about someone who wants revenge on their brother and helps someone to make him fall so that would be the vibe of this idea #the name of the song is Morgen triffst du den Tod BTW #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder #what if #what if series (?)#writing #my writing

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cadybear420 · 25 days

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Evie and Aiden, 14, 19, 24

14. What are your favorite music genres?

Aiden: Classical, obviously. But Evie's been getting me into a lot of other genres. Thanks to her, pop music has become a guilty pleasure of mine. Myra never shuts up about it.

Evie: It's really hard for me to choose a favorite. I love music from all sorts of genres.

Aiden: I have to admit, she's right. Classical is still my favorite, but it's hard to decide what my second favorite is.

Evie: *giggles* Maybe my favorite genre is "the songs that Aiden composes"

Aiden: *roll eyes playfully* And people say I'm the cheesy one?

Evie: Well, either way, we all know I happen to adore cheese. *kisses his cheek*

19. What makes you sad?

Evie: Ummmm... I don't know... I feel like there are lots of things...

Aiden: Same...

Evie: I guess to name one thing, probably in a TV show or movie, when loved ones get separated in some way. Namely, if it's a permanent separation. Like if one of them suddenly disappears, or is trapped forever somewhere else.

Aiden: Same. And not just for two lovers either. Two friends, family members...

Evie: I just can't bear the thought of that happening between me and any of the people I love... one moment they could be right next to you, you're sharing a sweet moment with them, but then the next...

*Evie looks like she's about to tear up. Aiden squeezes her hand.*

Aiden: Shall we move onto the next question?

Evie: Yes, please!

24. What would you consider your main love language?

Aiden: I've always found it easier to express myself through music, so... probably giving gifts? I love to compose for her, sometimes even do a little song-and-dance number for her. I do love to express the other four love languages too, but this one is definitely my favorite.

Evie: I'm not sure what my favorite to express or receive is, cause all of them are great.

Aiden: Right?

Evie: Maybe quality time is my favorite? Because every moment spent with Aiden is quality time to me. Even the smallest moments.

Aiden: *blushes softly, smiling a little* Oh, well... that's a nice perspective of it I guess... *more blush* Ahem, anyways, as for my favorite to receive, I'd probably say--

Evie: *giggles* Words of affirmation for him, without a doubt.

Aiden: *massive blushy* Hey!

Evie: Sorry, I couldn't help it! I mean, the way you get so blushy and flustered when I compliment you or tell you something good about yourself is so freaking adorable.

Aiden: *scoffs but goes stiff* Is it? Is it really?

Evie: Yes. And don't act like you don't desereve it, because you absolutely fucking do. You're a talented, sexy, and overall amazing guy, and so goddamn important too me.

Aiden: *turns even more red, crossing his legs and shifting in his seat and averting his gaze, as his voice lowers* Y-you're just saying all that...

Evie: Because it's all true! And clearly it's working, because you know it's all true... don't you, Pretty Boy?

Aiden: *his face turns deep red as he goes completely stiff and his voice drops to a whisper* Goddammit.

Evie: *smiles smugly* Every time. *chuckles* But seriously though, everything I say about him is all true.

Aiden: *his voice raises slightly back to normal as he uncrosses his legs and leans forward* Yeah, I think you've made your point well enough...

Evie: *giggle* Anyways, as for me... like I said before, I value pretty much all the love languages, so I'm not sure I have one I consider my main or my favorite.

Aiden: I don't know, I'd say you're also pretty big on physical touch too.

Evie: *playfully* Prove it.

Aiden: ...you asked for it. *he goes over to Evie's seat and sits in her lap, then holds her face and begins to kiss along her jawline*

Evie: *big ragged gasp* Aiden--

Aiden: *smirks* Every time.

Evie: Oh yeah? Well I'm not the only one who melts from physical touch. *begins sliding her hands down his back to squeeze his hips*

Aiden: *massive blushy* Hey, no fair! This is my turn to one-up you!

Evie: Oh it was, but... I guess you could say, a new opportunity fell right into my lap.

Aiden: Oh, you--

Evie: *stops him with a kiss to his lips* I love you, Aiden.

Aiden: *relaxes and smiles* I love you too, Evie.

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shreyamistry · 6 years

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ooo can i have angst 18 and 26? for aiden? m!mc? if thats not too much to ask for? ily

“Do you think you could teach me that?” “I fucked up...” “Shut up and kiss me already.” “I’m dying.” “I wish I never met you.”

Aiden x M!MC (Axel Griffin)

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Summary: Aiden remembers his time with Axel, their first real connection, the time he fucked up and ruined everything, the kiss that saved them, and their final goobye. With the help of his friends Aiden accepts what happened.

Aiden stands in front of the mirror, his hands moving to the tie around his neck, that he barely had the strength to finish tying himself, his hands shaking with his thoughts and sadness. Tears building on his tear duct, as he closes them holding his breath to help steady himself from the chaos of pain and hurt that burrows deep into his chest. He couldn’t let himself fall apart, he needed to be strong for Axel.

He finishes fixing up his hair in his bathroom mirror, putting his toothbrush back into its cup, his eyes lingering on the cup, misery filling in his chest as the image in his head felt off looking at the cup. Even now his toothbrush container felt empty, and he pulls open the medicine cabinet’s mirror pulling the toothbrush in the zip-lock bag out and putting it back into the cup with his own, and everything feels normal for a few seconds.

He exits the bathroom, where his parents stand in the doorway of his bedroom, a soft comforting smile on his mother’s lips, an equally meaningful look on his father’s face who chooses to make no eye contact.

“Are you ready Aiden?”

Aiden watches Axel with curious eyes, as he sits perched at Aiden’s piano. Aiden didn’t think he could ever be ready for the moment to come, his mind hurt just thinking about the atrocity he was sure was to follow watching him play Aiden’s piano. He had already apologized to the piano for what was to come.

“You don’t have to look like you need to vomit Aiden.” Axel grins, pressing down on a key of the piano. “I’m an all natural piano player, you won’t be able to keep up.”

“I highly doubt-” Aiden falls quite as Axel starts hitting keys to obviously tune him out. He watches with slight heartache, the terrible flow and missing of notes that were clearly obvious, he couldn’t believe he let Axel talk him into this. “Please stop before you hurt both of us.”

“How would I hurt myself Aiden?” Axel asks, crossing his arms over his chest, Aiden wanted to chuckle at the cute face he made in response to Aiden’s statement, he couldn’t help himself to stop falling for Axel.

“I was speaking about the piano and me, not you.” Aiden walks over to where Axel sat, resting one hand onto the piano and one hand onto Axel’s shoulder, “You’ll get better I promise.” Aiden hoped, prayed almost, that he wasn’t lying to Axel.

“Do you think you could teach me that?” Axel looks at Aiden with a pleading smile in reference to the song on their music stand. Aiden wanted to deny the request, he definitely didn’t have time for a relationship let alone to teach a cute boy he barely knows how to play the piano. But his mouth spoke before his brain could stop him.

“Under one condition, you take it seriously,” Aiden asserts.

“Absolutely.” Axel grins, “I can do that.” Aiden nods, sitting down next to Axel, their arms brushing against each other as he leans forward to fix the music sheets in front of them, Aiden could feel himself blush pretending the moment is not happening. “Are you blushing?”

“Shush, we have work to do,” Aiden replies, still refusing to make eye contact with Axel denying him the enjoyment he wanted from watching Aiden squirm and feel blushy and nervous. He hated this feeling with all his heart, and he hated that Axel pulled it out of him so well. Aiden straightens, his posture encouraging Axel to do the same, and Axel, of course, follows his direction.

Aiden brings his hands to keys and Axel moves his hands besides Aiden’s, “Now this is the C key.” Aiden states, pushing his finger down softly onto the key, looking at Axel out of the corner of his eye, as his hand pushes down the same key after Aiden, “Now is the D key.” Aiden then pushes on the key, and Axel does the same after him. “And this is the E key.” And they both push it together, and Aiden can’t help that smile that forms on his lips afterward. “Now play the song.”

“Can you show me again?” Axel asks shyly, Aiden studies his expression softly, the confusion hiding under his typically confident demeanor, his eyes wide staring at all the keys that Aiden showed him, with a huff Aiden places his hands on top of Axel’s leading him through the first part of the song, it’s awkward and there are pauses that shouldn’t be there. He can’t help but notice how soft Axel’s hands are, and how warm they are to the touch, or how much he enjoys holding them even if he feels he shouldn’t. “Thanks, Aiden.”

Aiden smiles holding the door open for Maria who walks into the building before them, her face shaded with sadness that hurt Aiden to see, even if he and Maria weren’t the best of friends he still genuinely cared about her. “This is all so weird.” Maria’s hands pressing her black dress down, smoothing out the forming wrinkles.

Aiden knows what she means, he doesn’t quite know how to acknowledge it or accept it, but he puts a smile on his face resting a hand on Maria’s shoulder. “It’ll be okay.” The best comfort he could offer her right now, he was fairly new to the comforting emotions as he held very few friends before meeting Axel.

“Yeah, I knoww you’re right, but still.” Maria lets out a sigh, turning her eyes towards Aiden and he nods in agreement, he completly undertstands the feeling. She seems grateful the nods of agreement, maybe she felt weird about feeling it as well. ”I’ll save you and Myra a seat, I just need to use the restroom.” Maria smiles, and Aiden pulls his hand from her shoulder, letting it fall back into his pocket, giving her a soft nod as she excuses herself to the restroom, Aiden walks around for a while finding a place with no people, he finds a staircase leading to an upper floor coming to a stop in a small room with a piano sitting inside, his eyes feeling heavy all of a sudden.

He approaces the piano and sits down on the bench. Brushing a tear off his cheek, pushing his lips into a straight thin line to stop himself from crying.

“Aiden, are you okay?”

Axel sits in Aiden’s car watching him, Aiden rests his head in his hands his elbows resting on the steering wheel, Axel’s voice is soft and he refuses to leave the car even though they’ve been sitting outside his house for twenty minutes. Aiden wasn’t okay, but he didn’t know how to tell Axel that.

“I fucked up…” Aiden admits, with a burdening sigh. He watches Axel for a few hesitant seconds, his face crinkling in confusion at Aiden’s word, he knew the statement was fairly ominous, but he couldn’t bring the words out of him as he had wished.

“What do you mean?” Axel’s voice is soft and comforting and Aiden doesn’t deserve the kindness offered to him by Axel, he watches Axel shift in his seat facing Aiden more, his hand falling on Aiden’s back rubbing in soothing circles. “You can tell me Aiden, I’m your boyfriend, you can always trust me.”

“It was me.” Aiden replies hesitantly, leaning up to face Axel. “I lied when I said someone stole my password, I told Cameron the audition was postponed.” He waits for the anger, the response anything, but he looks over and sees the tears forming in Axel’s eyes, as he nods softly. “I’m very sorry.”

“Why’d you do it?” Axel asks, his voice straining. “Did you not think I was good enough to win it myself?”

“Axel, it wasn’t like that.”

“Clearly it was since I didn’t win the solo anyway. You didn’t even believe in me and I do nothing but believe in you and this is the thanks I get? I can’t even fathom why you thought this was okay.”

“I didn’t want you to feel like a failure if you got the second chair instead of first for the solo.” Aiden admits, and he can see the hurt in Axel’s face.

“So you didn’t believe in me.” Axel nods with resonating silence following Aiden after the statmenet. The air around them felt tense and strong, Aiden bites down into his lower lip to keep himself from making this worse.

“Are we okay?” Aiden regrets saying it as soon as he does, but he couldn’t tell if Axel wanted to break up with him in that moment or not.

“I need to go Aiden.” Axel pushes open the car door before Aiden can stop him and he’s already walking up the steps to his house, Aiden feels his heart beat faster in his chest watching him enter his house without even looking back and he knows he fucked up big time. There was no coming back from that.

His phone chimes a few seconds later.

I’m here if you need to talk

Aiden smiles softly at Myra’s offer, he’d thought of taking her up on it later, but at that moment he was ready to stop talking about it. Everyone always wanted to talk about their feelings lately, and he grew tired of it, he knew Axel would scold him if he found out Aiden was bottling up his feelings yet again but talking just means hurting in Aiden’s book.

“That’s very kind of you to offer.” He smiles pleasantly at her.

“Formalities.” Myra jokes, she takes Aiden’s arm into her own. “Everyone from Berry is here. Even most of Hearst, can you believe that?”

“I can.” Aiden asserts, and he can. For today he can believe that most of Berry and Hearst are here for Axel, after all the time, energy, love, and aggression he poured into the two schools, it was no wonder they all came to celebrate. “I even saw Max and Kara outside.”

“I did too, can you believe Max and Kara?”

Aiden rolled his eyes, watching Max and Kara walk around like they owned Prom and were already voted Prom King and Queen, he didn’t believe for a split second that they would win when they were up against Mia and Axel, Kara and Max lacked so much compared to his junior companions.

“Not surprising,” Maria shrugs, “I’ve heard worse stories from Jade about last year’s prom.”

“Yeah, they totally pushed some poor girl down the stairs so she wouldn’t be able to attend prom. Could be a myth, but how would you explain the clear frontrunner magically disappearing?” Jade shrugs, “Not to mention they were last seen with her.”

“I hate that.” Axel laughs breathlessly, Aiden watching him with curious eyes. “Who cares if they win, I don’t need a crown to know I’m lucky enough to have great friends like all of you.” Aiden can see him purposely not look at him, and it makes him feel sad again, he hoped that Axel could forgive him before Prom, he wanted to share the occasion with him, he was the only reason Aiden choose to attend.

“Let’s hit the dance floor. I’m ready to show off my moves.” Everyone turns their attention to Luis, Emma giggling at him with a handful of their friends as well.

“I’ll stay here and watch your belongings.” Aiden comments, getting a few thank you in response from a few of the girls who brought purses that they left on the table. Aiden twiddles his thumbs sitting by himself, the catchy music playing around them, before he notices Axel falling into the chair next to him. “Axel.”

Axel smiles softly, “Aiden.”

“I’m so-”

“Shut up and kiss me already.” Axel grins, leaning in close to Aiden. Aiden smiles in response, resting his hand on the back of Axel’s neck pulling him in close, his lips pushing against Axel’s softly, his body feeling a brand new warmth that’s left him over the last few weeks that he and Axel were apart. Axel pulls away slightly breathless, “God did I miss that.” Aiden chuckles in response. “Also, Jade was not lying. I got triped after school today and rolled my ankle. Mia told me not to come into school today on top of it.”

“That’s why she wasn’t in homeroom.” Aiden nods, getting a laugh from Axel.

“Thanks for coming.”

Aiden smiles at Scott, who pulls him into a hug, normally Aiden would not accept hugs from his friends' parents, but he knew Scott could use a hug at the moment. Having to deal with everything by himself, Axel’s mother long passed away when he was younger. “Of course, I wouldn’t miss this, Mr. Griffin.”

“Please stop calling me, Mr. Griffin, Aiden. Just call me Scott.” Aiden notices the smile on his face as he pulls away, but the sadness in his eyes tells a different story, as he hugs Myra next and thanks her for coming. “I asked them to save you and your friends a row up front. You’re welcomed to say a few words if you’d like.”

“Thank you, Scott.” Myra smiles, Aiden’s grateful for her being there so he doesn’t have to form words at the moment, not knowing if they’d even come out. He excuses himself to go talk to other people walking through the door, as Myra and Aiden head off towards the section where Sydney, Michael, Maria, and Emma already sat. They approach the teary-eyed group, everyone exchanging glances, he never saw Michael look so sad in his entire life of knowing him.

“I miss Axel.” Sydney nods, leaning her head on Maria’s shoulder, who wraps her arm around her comfortingly. Emma leans against Sydney too, her face flushed with tears, Aiden assumes she stays silent so she doesn’t completly break down.

Michael rubs his hand soothingly against her arm, as comfortingly as he can. “I’m angry about all of this.”

Aiden watches Axel sit up in his bed in the hospital room, looking around at all the fancy equipment plugged into Axel, a few machines beeping in response to the sudden movement, Aiden’s eyes landing on the bandana tied around Axel’s head. “I’m so fucking fed up with all these fucking machines, Aiden.”

“I’m sorry, Axel.” Aiden approaches the bed, sitting down on the edge of it, looking up at him with sad eyes. “Can I get you anything?”

“I’m dying, Aiden, there’s literally nothing you can do for me.” He growls, and Aiden shrinks inside of himself, he knows Axel doesn’t mean it entirely, he’s just angry about everything that’s happening to him and around him. “I wish I never met you, sometimes.”

That hurts Aiden, he didn’t want Axel to grow to regret their relationship, but he could understand completely why Axel felt the way he did, or at least he tried to tell himself so. “I’m happy we met.”

“Why? We never even got a future we planned, we both didn’t get to go to college together, follow our dreams together, we have a broken relationship.” Axel sighs, falling backward into his bed. Aiden rests his hand on Axel’s knee giving him a gentle reassuring smile.

“Because you’ve made me happier than anyone in my entire life, Axel,” Aiden admits, he watches Axel's face grow sad, a lingering look on his face as Aiden continues to talk. “You’ve helped me to realize there is more to life than just music. You taught me to love, make friends, be open.” Aiden admits.

“And I’m already abandoning you.”

“No, you’re not. You can get through this surgery, and even if you don’t, I never for one second ever would regret the life we shared even if it was only for 2 years.” Aiden leans forward, resting his forehead against Axel’s. “I’ll never stop loving you, Axel.” He places a gentle lingering kiss on Axel’s lips.

“Thanks for everything Aiden.”

Aiden says the same last words he hears leave Axel’s lips before he went into the surgery that would save his life if it worked, sadly he fell victim to the fifty-fifty life and death rate of the surgery. Aiden stands at his casket looking down at his lover, peacefully resting in the casket, his beautiful features still just as beautiful when he was alive. “Thanks for everything Axel,” Aiden says one last time, wiping away the tears rolling down his face. Myra comes up beside him nudging him with her arm, a sweet smile.

“You were a great boyfriend to him Aiden.”

And it finally hurt as he falls into Myra’s arm, supporting himself on her much smaller frame. And he was the best boyfriend he could be to Axel, and he would have been the best husband he could have been if Axel lived through this surgery.

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