#sir ivan

[queer-ragnelle]

Hærra Ivan | More quotes at Arthuriana Daily

[thequietgirl18]

MARRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!

[yosh1ki-ang3l]

It makes me happy when i read texts the morning after of when i was regressed talking to a friend, and then i can tell when they realized i was and started treating me more like a kid. Though this has only happened twice to my knowledge, it makes me feel seen, I love my friends. And the one that this post is about i hope you know who you are ♥︎

I am so mysterious not name dropping even tho i only have 2 friends who have tumblr

[evetronia]

Anybody else here a Kendall x Ivan shipper

[ur-fav-inactive-writer]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭'𝐬 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞

Ivan Of Zandar x Shy!Reader | Request by @smoiesaustine

(A/N) I changed the plot slightly but hope you enjoy it!!

WC: 2003

It was a peaceful, sunny day in Amber Beach. The dino café was closed for redecorating purposes, meaning the employees had a few days off. Ivan decided he would spend his free day on a long, therapeutic walk in the large forest by the dinsoaur musuem. It was an exceptionally large wood, so if he walked at a brisk pace, it would take him a couple of hours to go through the whole thing. As he explored the forest, he heard a voice. It didn't sound very far from him, so he decided to approach it, curious as to what the voice could be. As he got closer to the source, he could vaguely get a glimpse of what was making the sound. In a clearing, sat a gorgeous girl. Ivan watched her from the treeline. She sat on her knees, with a group of animals surrounding her. Ivan worried for a moment, concerned that the animals might be harming you. But with closer observation, he could see that you weren't being harmed at all. In fact, they all looked rather peaceful, and you were... singing? Your sweet voice sung to them, and Ivan would be lying if he were to say he didn't enjoy hearing you sing too. He smiled at the sound, wanting to approach. He took a step forward, trying to get a better view. As he stepped, his foot landed on a stray twig. It snapped under his heavy boots, alarming you of his presence. The pretty girl's eyes widened, turning to look at the spot she heard the sound from. To be fair to her, it did make sense to be disturbed by a strange man watching you from the treeline. Without wasting a moment, she sprung up onto her feet, grabbed her bag, and ran in the opposite direction. Ivan sighed with dismay, disappointed that he didn't get to meet the gorgeous woman with the most gorgeous voice he had heard in his life.

~*~*~*~*~

It had been a couple of days since someone had spotted you in the forest. Being a very shy and reclusive person, you ran away without a second thought. You were kicking yourself for that now. Maybe they just wanted to talk to you. You thought about it rather often. You only caught a small glimpse of the person who saw you; from what you saw, they looked rather handsome. Oh well, there wasn't really much you could do about it now anyway. On that day, you had finished all the books you had borrowed from your local library and decided it was time to return them and take home some more to read. So, you decided to walk to the library, expecting it to be a normal visit. Get to the library, return your books, have a small chat with the librarian, pick out your new books, and go home. Simple as that! Well, not today.

~*~*~*~*~

Coincidentally, on that same day, the rangers also decided to take a trip to the library. They all browsed the shelves, Ivan looking at a section dedicated to different hobbies with Riley. They both wanted to see what kind of swordsmanship books they had, but as they browsed, Ivan spotted a book about the gift of singing. It made him think back to you, and he struck up a conversation with Riley about his encounter. He was slightly disappointed that the two or you hadn't gotten to speak but hoped that maybe on another day, he'd be able to have a decent conversation with you. Unbeknownst to Ivan, as he described this encounter, you were on the other side of the shelf.

~*~*~*~*~

As your earbuds had died before you left your apartment, you had to wander around without them. Now that you think about it, it just might have been fate. You were browsing books about singing, hoping to improve on it. However, as you searched, you heard a voice on the other side. Not having anything else to listen to, you tuned in on their conversation. Oh my god. No way. It was the man who had been watching you from the treeline a few days back. He described the exact encounter at the exact same time at the exact same place. Wanting to know more about this stranger and having a free day, you decided you'd follow him around. Yes, it sounded creepy, and it might've been, but it increased your chances of getting to know him, so you might as well.

~*~*~*~*~

Ivan met up with the rest of his friends, and they began their walk back to the museum. You followed not too far behind them, curious as to where they were going. The redecorating hadn't yet been finished, but Kendall needed two employees to be tour guides and selected Shelby and Ivan. You followed the two of them back to the museum. You had never been in a museum and were incredibly intrigued by it. Crowds made you feel uncomfortable and nervous, so you avoided crowds or tour guides and decided to wander around by yourself instead of getting a tour guide. It was your first time in a museum, and you were incredibly interested. You pulled out your camera and took multiple pictures. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Ivan's group approaching their last section, the section you were in. You quickly left the museum before they could approach you. You hadn't noticed, but Ivan has actually spotted you in that section. He wanted to rush over and hopefully get to talk to you, but before he could, you left the museum. Once again, he felt disappointed but was hopeful that the two of you would cross paths once again.

~*~*~*~*~

It had been a few weeks since Ivan had last seen you, and the two of you hadn't bumped into each other since. You were too nervous to go back to the museum, so you usually just stayed at your apartment or went to a different section of the woods. Since the café had reopened, all the rangers were back at work once again, so Ivan couldn't roam the woods in search of you. It was business as usual until Ms. Morgan alerted them of alien bio signs in the woods. When she sent over the location, Ivan couldn't help but notice how close it was to the spot he first saw you in. His heart stopped as he pondered if the monsters were there to hurt you. This thought only made him want to get to the woods even faster. As they ran through the woods, they decided to morph in a thick section of the forest where nobody would see them. After morphing, they got to the section of the woods where the bio signs were. No way. In the clearing was a girl. But not just any girl, a ranger. She fought the monsters but was close to being outnumbered and overwhelmed. She seemed to be getting weaker, so the rangers jumped in and helped. As they fought, they noticed the absence of the girl. She appeared to be the crimson ranger. She had one of the few energems they didn't have their hands on yet. The rangers realised she was nowhere to be seen, Ivan scanned the clearing, spotting a red blur running towards the spot he had first seen you in. The rangers could deal with the monsters, so Ivan took off after hed.

He caught up to her, seeing the new ranger sat on her knees, removing her helmet. Ivan's eyes widened at the sight of you. You were the ranger they had just seen. Slowly approaching you, he removed his helmet. "Hello, milady, please dont run, I must talk to you." You whipped your head around fast enough to give you whiplash, eyes filled with nervousness and fear. The urge to flee consumed you, but you fought it. The realisation hit you; it was the same man who had seen you here last time and the same man you followed around the museum. He took another step closer, but you stayed put. As he got closer, you felt safer... it was unusual. Typically, the closer people were to you, the more uncomfortable you felt. But this time, it was different. His presence made you feel safe. He slowly came and sat beside you, eyes softened. From the corner of his eye, he could see a multitude of different types of wildlife proceed towards the two of you. Ivan couldn't help but notice how much more relaxed you seemed with the animals surrounding the two of you. You motioned for Ivan to continue. "I'm not sure if you recognise me, but I saw you here a few weeks ago." You nodded, signalling to him that you did in fact recognise him. "I also notice that you're a power ranger, like me. I know it seems daunting to be one but you've been selected for a reason." Your face seemed nervous at this, unsure if you were right for this. "I don't know; I'm not sure I'm made for this. I'm not strong or brave enough to do this." Your voice was soft and shaky, but adorable to Ivan. He barely knew you but was sure he had a crush on you. He noticed your shaky hands, hugging your knees. In fact, your whole body was shaking lightly. He slowly placed a hand atop of yours, silently reassuring you it was alright. Your eyes met his, seeming thankful for the gesture. "Please, join our team. I beg of you." Your thoughts raced through your head and before you could think straight, you spoke softly. "Okay. I'll join you." He smiled at you, his smile made you blush ever so slightly but it thankfully went unnoticed by Ivan.

Ever so gently, Ivan took you wrist and guided you back to the battle. This time, you were a lot braver and were willing to help out but usually stuck to Ivan's side. As the battle finished, the rangers took you back to the museum. On the walk back, you stuck to Ivan's side like glue. Ivan felt safe to you, comforting and kind. No matter what, you were almost always with Ivan. The rangers teased Ivan about it on the rare occasions the two of you were separated, certain that Ivan had a crush on you. He called it absurd but deep down, he knew that they were right.

After a couple of months, Ivan decided he'd ask you to be his girlfriend. It was Ivan's day off but you were working so he had time to go buy some things and plan out the day without you finding out. He went to some stores, bought your favourite type of flowers and other things that you liked. After work, he went back to the museum to ask you if you'd be interested in going on a picnic in the forest. You graciously accepted, having a deep love and adoration for the forest. The two of you began walking, enjoying a quiet conversation or a comfortable silence. As you got closer to the clearing the two of you met in. Pulling out a picnic blanket from your bag, you gently set it down on the grass.

Just behind you, Ivan was reaching under a raised rock to retrieve the flowers he had purchased. As you laid out all the food, Ivan was straightening out all of his clothes and holding the flowers. You turned around to ask him something before you softly gasped. Ivan stood there, with an adorable and bashful smile and wielding your favourite flowers. Before you could respond, he began a small speech. "(Y/N), for as long as I can remember, I've loved you. From the first second I saw you in this clearing, I knew you were the one for me. So, would you please do me the honour of being my girlfriend?" You smiled at him before softly replying "Of course, Ivan."

[pluviophi13]

Lost In Time

Masterlist

Word Count: 1109

The sun dipped low on the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, casting elongated shadows across the war-torn battlefield. An oppressive tension hung thick in the air, almost palpable, as the remaining Power Rangers stood their ground against the city's latest monstrous threat. Your muscles ached with exertion as you fought with every ounce of strength you possessed, yet your mind kept drifting, unbidden, to Ivan—the brave and noble knight of the Dino Charge Rangers, whose presence always seemed to bolster your courage.

"Stay close!" Ivan's voice rang out, steady and commanding as he deftly deflected an attack aimed directly at you. His unwavering determination, evident in every move he made, gave you a renewed surge of strength. Yet today felt markedly different from your previous battles—an ominous feeling knotted in the pit of your stomach, a premonition you couldn't shake no matter how hard you tried to focus on the fight at hand.

As the battle raged on with increasing intensity, your eyes were drawn to Ivan time and time again. His movements were a mesmerizing dance of fluid grace and deadly precision, his fighting style so fierce it sent chills racing down your spine. You marveled at his skill, his dedication, his sheer presence on the battlefield. Then, in a heart-stopping split second that seemed to stretch into eternity, the creature lunged with unexpected speed—and everything changed in the blink of an eye.

"Ivan!" The scream tore from your throat, raw and desperate, as your heart plummeted to your feet. You watched in horror as he staggered backward, a deep, angry gash suddenly visible across his side. Time seemed to freeze, the sounds of battle fading to a dull roar in your ears as Ivan fell to his knees, crimson blood seeping through his fingers as he clutched at the wound. The world around you blurred and faded away, leaving only his pained expression etched into your vision with cruel clarity.

The other Rangers, their own battles momentarily forgotten, rushed to Ivan's side, their faces pale with shock and growing fear. "No! Ivan, stay with us!" Shelby's voice cracked with emotion, her usual cheerfulness replaced by raw panic. The team's unity, always a source of strength, now amplified the shared dread that coursed through you all.

You pushed through the chaos surrounding you, your heart pounding so fiercely you could feel it in your throat. Hot tears blurred your vision as you stumbled and fell to your knees beside Ivan's prone form. "Ivan, please!" you begged, your voice barely above a whisper, thick with emotion. "You can't leave us! We need you... I need you!"

Ivan's gaze found yours, his eyes filled with a complex mix of pain, regret, and an unwavering love that made your heart constrict painfully in your chest. "I... I fought for you all," he gasped, each word a visible struggle as he battled against the encroaching darkness. "For our future," he continued, his voice growing weaker with each passing second. "Promise me… you'll keep fighting. Promise me you won't let this be in vain."

You shook your head vehemently, refusing to accept the reality of what was unfolding before your eyes. "No!" you cried out, gripping his hand tightly in both of yours. "You're going to be okay! We'll get you help, just hold on a little longer! Please, Ivan, you have to fight!"

But even as the words left your lips, you could see the light in his eyes beginning to dim, the warmth of his hand slowly slipping away despite your desperate grip. The moment stretched like an eternity, each second an agonizing reminder of what you were losing. As the cruel realization finally struck home, a heart-wrenching sob escaped your lips, echoing across the now eerily quiet battlefield.

The Rangers gathered around in a tight circle, their faces wet with freely flowing tears. Tyler, always the strong one, clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white, anger and despair warring in his expression. "You can't do this, Ivan!" he shouted, his voice breaking. "Not like this! We need you... the team needs you!"

Ivan's breath grew increasingly shallow, each inhale a visible struggle, but he somehow managed to summon the strength for a weak smile. His gaze swept over each of you, lingering for a moment as if committing your faces to memory. "You all…" he whispered, the words barely audible, "are my family. My home. I believe in you... in all of you. Carry on our mission... protect the world... and remember..."

With those final, fragmented words, Ivan's eyes fluttered closed for the last time. A heavy, suffocating silence fell over the battlefield, broken only by the sound of muffled sobs and ragged breathing. The monster that had caused this immeasurable pain faded from thought, inconsequential in the wake of your overwhelming grief.

You collapsed against Ivan's still form, your heart shattered into a million pieces. "Ivan, please..." you cried, your voice choked and barely recognizable through your sorrow. "Don't leave me... don't leave us. We can't do this without you." But your pleas fell on deaf ears, the finality of the moment settling over you like a heavy shroud.

The other Rangers joined you on the ground, forming a protective circle around their fallen leader and friend. Tears flowed freely as they clung to one another, seeking comfort in their shared anguish. The bond that had been forged in the heat of countless battles now felt like a fragile thread, woven through with shared pain and an acute sense of loss.

As night fell, cloaking the battlefield in shadows, stars began to blink into existence overhead. They shone down with cold indifference, uncaring witnesses to your suffering. Yet in that moment of deepest despair, you made a silent vow to carry Ivan's indomitable spirit with you always. You would fight on, not just for the world, but for him—for his bravery, for his unwavering dedication, and for the love you had shared, however briefly.

Though Ivan was lost to you today, taken far too soon, you knew with unshakeable certainty that his memory would forever light your way, a beacon of hope and courage in even the darkest of times. And in that, at least, a small part of him would live on, continuing to guide and protect the world he had given everything to save.

“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.” — Edvard Munch

[incorrectjane-andthedragon]

Sir Ivon: I am at a loss for words because of you two!

Gunther, later: despite being at a loss for words, Ivon proceeded to yell at Jane and I for the next 25 minutes.

[totallycorrectpowerrangersquotes]

Kendall: Ivan, take those things off.

Ivan, with a pair of reindeer antlers on his head: I SHAN'T, IT'S CHRISTMAS!