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FOR THE FIFTH TIME, GET READY FOR ROYAL ASCOT WEEK, TO BE HELD SUNDAY, JUNE 14TH, THROUGH SUNDAY JUNE 21ST!

That’s right, it’s been five years! So let’s see if we can make this year extra special!

A short piece for RAWRayearth week, wild card day. Unfinished currently, but this is what I have so far. Sister fic to The Good in Goodbye  

The Knights never return, but the world goes on. Ferio does his best to make a life of it.

How is it so late into the year that Royal Ascot Week is nearly upon us! (This mod forgot the Royal Ascot was in June not July, and spent most of May being distracted.) 

As our dear @mokonalord is still without a computer, FYR will be hosting Royal Ascot Week for them. 

It’s a week to celebrate the royalty of Rayearth (and Ascot, of course).

Royal Ascot Week - 19-24 June

Tuesday 19th - Ferio &/or Emeraude

Wednesday 20th - Tarta &/or Tatra

Thursday 21st - Aska

Friday 22nd - Ascot

Saturday 23rd - Royalty AUs

Sunday 24th - Amnesty/Anything Goes

That's a day each for the two sibling sets, and Ascot and Aska. But if you feel we're leaving out your faves, and they deserve a day to feel like royalty, feel free to celebrate them on Saturday! 

And if you miss a day, don't despair. Sunday is Amnesty day. 

While we all love art and fanfiction, remember you can participate in more ways than that. We'd love to see fanfiction recs, headcanons, story prompts, tea blends, fanmixes, fancy cakes, and more. (Don’t forget that fanfiction is not limited to English. We will happily share fic in your native language.)

Make sure to tag your posts with #RAWRayearth or #Magic Knight Rayearth in the first five tags, so we can find it to reblog it.

For those, who don't know, this event gets its name from the Royal Ascot horse race meet held this time of year at the racecourse in Ascot, England.  Which would be why Ascot gets to participate, despite probably not being royalty.

Fandom: Magic Knight Rayearth Rating: General Audiences Characters: Ryuuzaki Umi, Ascot (Magic Knight Rayearth) Additional Tags: (vague background Ascot/Zazu), Umi really likes to bake, Introducing all the cakes to Cephiro, this is just fluffy nonsense, It doesn't belong in any particular universe at the moment

Summary: Usually, Umi baked things in Tokyo then brought them to Cephiro, but when Ascot had asked her to help him bake something she wasn't going to refuse.

“Don’t lie to me! You’re a spy and we both know it!” The princess with the braid yelled at her. She’d been doing her little ‘interrogation’ for the past several minutes, and quite frankly, Alcyone had had enough of it.

“How many times do I need to repeat myself? I just want to move to your country!”

“Who really sent ya?!”

“Tarta.” The one with the flowing hair spoke up, finally. She’d been just sitting there to the side with her tea the entire time. Braid Princess frowned.

“What, sister? Can’t ya see I’m busy?”

“We need more tea. Would you be so kind as to fetch some?” She asked sweetly.

“Now?!”

“Yes. Now.” There was a certain subtle shift in her tone that gave Alcyone goosebumps hearing it. It had a similar chilling effect on the other princess.

“Fine.” She grumbled, reluctantly walking out.

“In the gold pot, if you would!” Flowing Princess called after her. Once they could no longer hear the sound of the other sister’s storming footsteps, she directed her attention to Alcyone.

“Do forgive my sister. She has a good heart, but I’m afraid she’s rather excitable.” She said, setting her empty teacup down.

“... I’ve noticed...”

“Please, won’t you have a seat?” She gracefully motioned to the cushions across from her. Alcyone did as she was told, though not without experiencing a bit of internal whiplash.

“You said your name was Lady Alcyone, did you not?” Flowing Princess smiled, “A lovely name for a lovely lady.”

“I- Just Alcyone is fine.” She couldn’t help but blush a bit. It’d been so long since anyone had kind words or even a smile for her, to have this serene angel of a princess bless her with both was a bit overwhelming.

“Then just Tatra is fine for me. I insist.” The princess said.

“If- if you insist, Tatra.” Alcyone repeated awkwardly. Oh, great, now she was stuttering. What was she even here for again?

“So, you wish to settle here in Chizeta?” Princess Tatra asked, getting back to business. Oh, right. That.

“Yes. That is my wish.” Without Zagato or Emeraude, there was nothing in Cephiro for Alcyone anymore, and with an achingly bitter heart, she’d set out with the intention of making a new start on the first inhabited planet she came across. As it so happened, that was Chizeta.

“Well, Alcyone, if it were up to me alone, I should be glad to welcome you here. However, I’m afraid that might not be possible.” She continued, “We are but a small country with limited resources, and our current population strains those limits as is. We have not been able to welcome outsiders freely for years.”

“I see.” Alcyone had to suppress a sigh, “In that case, I won’t take anymore of your time.”

“That is not to say it would be impossible. Merely that we could not justify letting just anyone move here. If you were to have some special skill or knowledge that could benefit this country, it might be possible to make an exception-“

“I could tell you about Cephiro.” Alcyone said quickly. Tatra’s eyes widened in surprise, but then quickly recollected herself.

(By yours truly, @mokonalord)

How Ascot met his birdman friend, whom I headcanon as the first summon and call Yaris normally, cause I can. Happy Royal Ascot Week!

The villagers were out in full force tonight.

The creature knew better than to stray too far out of the forest. It was dangerous there, infested with ferocious humans and their swords and spells. He'd already lost all of his family to their kind.

But he was starving, and the cattle in the fields smelled too delicious to resist. He'd tried to be quiet. He'd tried to just nab one of the ones that wandered away from their pack, swoop in, swoop out, head back to the forest and enjoy his prey. But he was seen, the beasts cried out, and the humans sounded the alarm.

"SkREE!" He screeched when the fireball hit a wing, and plunged to the ground, blacking out upon impact.

There was no telling how long the creature was unconscious. Could've been moments, could've been days. When he awoke, the sky was the same color as it had been, but there was no angry mob in sight. Every twitch was excruciating, but the more he recollected, the more necessary movement seemed. Wings lifted and a takeoff was attempted to no avail, only serving to send him loudly crashing back down barely a few paces from his starting point. With a sigh, he examined the damage more closely.

The right wing had certainly seen better days. It'd been a direct impact, and the only feathers left were burnt and useless. As he was now, odds were he would never fly again. That is, if he was even lucky enough to last another day.

Preoccupied as he was, he didn't even notice an intruder on the scene until they were barely a pace away. The far too close crunch of leaves and sticks nearly made him cry out. His eyes darted around and zeroed in on the culprit.

They looked human, but he'd never seen one that small before. A fledgling, perhaps? Yes, that had to be it. They awkwardly waddled towards him with no real speed or force, stumbling every few steps. There seemed no threat, so he preened his singed wing, as though that might heal the damage and let him take to the air once more.

He stopped when he felt the fledgling on one of his talons. He looked down curiously at the tiny thing, who was leaning on that limb and reaching up as high as their little appendages could reach. They kept reaching again and again, occasionally falling down and having to pull themself back up again, constantly staring up at him with wide green eyes through brown head fur. It was oddly entertaining, and distracted him from his injuries for a moment.

But then, after several repetitions of this, the fledgling simply gave up, fell to the ground, and cried.

They were whining much too loud for such a small thing. If they kept crying like that, they might alert other more dangerous humans. He had to stop this commotion now, so he quickly leaned forward, opening his beak, and-

Just as quickly as the crying began, it stopped. The little one got back up and reached out again, but the bird pulled back, only for the crying to begin anew, somehow even louder this time. He went forward again, this time close enough his beak practically touched the ground. This seemed to do the trick. The fledgling reached up again, leaning on the beak and awkwardly patting it. After a moment, they started making noises again, but not the loud ones, so he allowed it. Then he felt the magic, and he had to stop himself from jumping back.

It’s almost that time of year again! Royal Ascot Week 2019, the week we celebrate all the MKR characters who are either Royal or Ascot! I mean, there’s those horse races, too, but never mind them. We just care about Emeraude, Ferio, Aska, Tarta, Tatra, and of course, Ascot!

We’re mixing up things this year by doing themes instead of character days. Stick with your fave the whole week or try to different people every day, whatever suits your fancy! Here’s the days and themes!

Sunday, June 16th - Sunday, June 23rd

16th: Defend

17th: Health

18th: Guest

19th: Taste

20th: Rank

21st: Family

22nd: Pride

23rd: Wild Card (Anything and Everything)

Let’s get ready to party! Do fic, do art, do cosplay, do meta, do it all! Tag it as #RAWRayearth to share!