#cloudee writes

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summary: There’s another mage in the ‘forest’ part of town, Gem thinks, as she peers up at the very… colourful… shop. There’s certainly an air of whimsy about it.

She pushes the door open, greeted with the sight of a slightly manic-looking man dressed head to toe in some sort of rainbow showman garb. Eh, not like she can judge, with her gothic choice of clothing— she gets the commitment to the theme.

“Hi, how can I help you? Are you looking for any magic-related fixes?” he asks brightly, and Gem shakes her head lightly.

“Actually, I’m the other mage in town. I came to say hi! I’m Gem, and I’ve only been around for a while myself,” she says, and sticks her hand out for the other to shake.

or, gem and joel are mages in the same town. it somehow winds up to them fighting a dragon for fun.

heavily inspired and has references to pokemon!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64444939

title: mourn for the ones that we lost on the way

summary:

They freeze. They stare at Parrot, expression akin to a deer caught in headlights. What— how— why—

“What do you mean, he’s dead?” Wato demands, and it sounds desperate and frantic to their own ears. They search Parrot’s face, any sign that this is a lie. Parrot’s eyes flick to Wato’s, and just as quickly looks away.

“Bro— I— I don’t know what to say to you. He’s gone,” Parrot repeats, sounding just as lost as Wato feels.

or, the aftermath of wifies’ death in ken and wato’s eyes.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64134949

title: where i spill blood you leave light

summary:

Up close, there was no mistake that the fae in front of him was a Red. His skin was a dull grey, his eyes a sharp crimson. He ignored how his face was soft, alarmed as it was— Reds were violent, no questions asked. In this scenario, it was kill or be killed, to hell with Green morals.

“Where’s the rest of your hunting party?” Grian questioned, arrowtip ever so lightly touching the Red’s forehead, bowstring taut and ready to kill.

“Let’s calm down a bit here,” the Red placated, not an answer, “we can talk this out, right?”

“Where are your allies. Give me a real answer or I shoot.”

or, grian is a Green and scar is a Red. as Exiles, this means nothing and everything about them.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67244992

i'm not sure if i'm proud of it or not... but it's been 8 months since i said i would try writing it, and i'm glad to have finally done so!

details under cut

it's called drop by drop with gray and features a small town being hit by a not-quite-natural storm...

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