#wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

Okay but what if Nia and Cyprian were really good friends? What if she was like a sister to him? And then he lost her, too.

#completely insane over the of four again I’m sorry #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[deadlycupid]

Nico + Tommy

I can’t help myself, I just can not, if I held back, these feelings would take over every fiber of my being and devour me alive.

So allow me this, this moment, to be honest to you and tell you that if I loved you any less, I wouldn’t be myself.

moodboard for the god chosen au crossover created by @writerfae and me <3

#writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder #wip: the angels of death #au crossover #god chosen au

[writerfae]

Callan fact of the day #24

Compared to others he was really young when he got crowned and on the day that it happened, he was terrified.

He was worried he won’t do his father (and mother) justice, that he would disappoint his people and that the weight of the crown would break him.

He needed a lot of reassurance that day. Especially Henry was a huge help. His support carried Callan through the whole process. Behnam and Quinn reassured him, too.

He was relieved to realize that the crown wasn’t as heavy as he feared, as long as he had his loved ones at his side.

He is not afraid anymore. He adores being the king. Most of the time, at least.

#writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder #Callan fact of the day

[writerfae]

I love the High School Secrets Taiden playlist tbh 😭

#writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder #au

[writerfae]

Listen up what if Ranva and Cameron’s older sister were actually somewhat friends?

#writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

A gift for Callan

This is both a gift for Callan's birthday and a story in which Callan gets a gift, thus the title. Fun, isn't it? I hope you enjoy!

Callan stood on one of the ballroom's balconies, hands clasped around the railing as he looked out into the night.

From here he had the perfect view over the palace garden. Bathed in moonlight, it was truly a sight to behold.

Someone else entered the balcony. That someone closed the door, blocking out the sounds of the festivities taking place inside the palace, then they came to stand right behind Callan.

He knew who it was even before a pair of warm arms wrapped around him.

"Beautiful," Henry whispered, his voice close to Callan's ear. It made him shiver despite the warmth of spring.

"Yes, the garden at night is really something."

His fiancé- husband, his mind corrected itself - chuckled. He kissed Callan's neck. "I wasn't talking about the garden."

A bright blush erupted on Callan's face at the words.

Henry never failed to coax this sort of reaction out of him and sometimes it seemed to Callan like he did it on purpose,  taking pleasure in Callan's flustered reactions.

His suspicion was confirmed when Henry kissed him again, this time right behind his ear, a grin clearly evident on his lips against Callan's skin.

The prince couldn't help but to smile, too. "Charmer," he accused Henry fondly.

"I'm just being honest."

Callan let go of the railing in order to lean more into his husband's - Callan very much liked that word - embrace, holding on to the arms encircling his waist.

"It was getting lonely in there without you," Henry broke the silence after a while.

"I'm sorry," Callan said. "But after Rhys' speech I needed some fresh air."

Of course his best friend, in true Rhys fashion, didn't miss the opportunity of lovingly embarrassing Callan in front of everyone by sharing stories about Callan’s "insufferable and painfully obvious pining".

Callan wanted to die of embarrassment right then and there.

Henry laughed quietly. "I found it quite interesting. I didn't know that you liked me that much when we were younger."

Callan glared at him, cheeks burning, but it only made Henry laugh even more.

He buried his head in the crook of Callan's neck. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He shook his head, his hair tickling the side of Callan's neck. "I probably wasn't much better, I just didn't have anyone to ramble about you to," he admitted.

Lifting his head, he kissed his husband's cheek apologetically.

Callan, who had already forgiven him (he couldn’t be mad with Henry for long even if he tried to, especially not for such a minor thing), smiled.

"What a shame, I really would've liked to hear what you thought of me back then."

Henry hummed. "I can tell you, if you really want to know. Later."

Callan turned his face to look at him, amused. "Why not now?"

"Because," Henry leaned in to place a quick kiss on Callan's mouth, before pulling away just as quickly. "Right now there's something I want to give to you. Close your eyes."

Callan smiled and did what he was told. The arms wrapped around him disappeared and he could hear the rustling of Henry searching for whatever it was he wanted to give Callan.

The prince wondered what it could possibly be. But he didn't need to wonder long, because Henry soon leaned back in and whispered close to his ear.

"You can open them now."

He didn't need to tell Callan twice. The young man opened his eyes. What he saw made him gasp.

It was a necklace, simple, but beautifully made. The plaited brown leather band already looked a bit worn out at the edges, but the leather was still shining.

The pendant was made out of apple tree wood with runes carved along the frame that surrounded a gemstone that almost seemed to glow in the reflection of the moonlight.

The gem had the exact same color as Henry's eyes. An Amber.

Callan recognized it immediately. He turned to look at Henry in awe. "Isn't this…?"

He didn't need to finish the sentence. Henry nodded, a smile on his face. "My mother's. A wedding gift to her from my... from Milan."

He moved to gently put the necklace on Callan. It fitted perfectly, like it was meant to be around his neck and his neck alone.

"And my wedding gift to you," Henry finished, voice soft with fondness. Callan touched the pendant around his neck in awe.

"Are you... are you certain? It's all you have of her."

He knew about the meaning of this necklace, one of the last remains Henry had of his mother. It was of immeasurable value for him.

And he decided to give it to Callan.

"I am." Even though he couldn’t see him, Callan could tell that Henry was smiling.

"This necklace was always a sign of love. So what better way could there be to honor my mother’s memory than to give it to the person I love more than anything? I want you to have it.

And I know she would've wanted it too. She always wished for me to be happy. And I am, with you."

Callan turned around immediately, tears gleaming in his eyes.

He put his arms around Henry's neck, who in turn wrapped his arms around Callan's waist again, and pulled him into a kiss, one of many yet to come that night.

"Thank you," he whispered as they pulled away, still holding each other close. "I love you."

Henry laughed quietly, kissing Callan's temple. "And I love you. Now do you want to go back inside? Or should we dissappear from here altogether?"

Callan laughed, raising his eyebrow at Henry. "You mean leaving our own party?"

Henry grinned. "Why not? It's our wedding, isn't it? So we can do whatever we want."

"And what do you want to do exactly?"

Henry's grin only grew. He leaned close to whisper something into Callan's ear and that something made the blush on Callan's face flare up all over again.

Henry only laughed, before taking Callan's hand in his and dragging him along into the moonlit garden.

...

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[writerfae]

Sometimes I like to remember how in the og version Henry had a child to the time Aiden finds him and how Aiden, in the midst of a very pissed off rant about being left behind, sees his baby niece for the first time and stops dead in his tracks to be like

#I made a post like this before but I can’t find it and I still think this is adorable #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

What a good day to remember that Henry nicknamed toddler Aiden little rabbit

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[writerfae]

Thank you for that live music event on RTL that I watched yesterday for making me discover a perfect song for Cyprian and Rook

#it is truly a perfect song for them. for Cyprian’s ‘betrayal’ especially #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

There’s something so cute about the fact that Sera’s son pretty much brought her and Talon together again because Talon only started talking to her again when Trevor was born 😭

#writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

If I were to write a “sequel” to The Knights of the Alder I would totally give grown up Trevor a guest appearance if not more. I love him.

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[writerfae]

Last Line Tag

Thank you for the tag @sleepyowlwrites ^^

“I told you, Aiden.”

It was the first time he actually said Aiden’s name. His voice was quiet, almost apologetic.

“You should’ve just gone back home.”

I tag @deadlycupid @bunnymermaidwrites and @sleepy-night-child if you want to :)

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[writerfae]

Having many emotions about the Alderking right now. I can't stress enough that he wasn't all evil. I've become so fond of him, despite him being the big bad villain of my story

#i think it's okay cause if you can't love your villain at least a bit you're doing something wrong #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

I once again forgot a name of one of my ocs 🫠

#this time it’s Celene’s second brother #I know that I first went with Noah but I changed it cause I didn’t want a biblical name #but changed it to what? 🤡 #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

I just realized it was once again genius from me to say that unlike Kian Aiden only gets visions in his dreams. It makes perfect sense why it is like this.

#all I’m saying is dream magic #and you know who (can do it) #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[writerfae]

~support character moodboards~

Theodore

Aiden's former lover, human farmer's son, lost boy

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#of course. of course when k do the humans I do Theo first who is not relevant to the story like at all #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder #my moodboards