Nothing an Icepack can't Fix, Right?

She/Them. Sideblog of SilverInkGoldenQuill. My MorallyGreyPrompts Sideblog wasn't appeasing my need for whump so here we are. Expect Reblogs and some original content. I'm slowly learning to draw so I'll post the occasional OC too.

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Cloudwalker Series Masterlist:

Note. Many of these pieces may contain triggering content, so please read the warnings on each piece first if you feel you need to.

Picrews:

Ihuka (Eye-oo-ka), Dyan (Dee-an), & Avizon, Here

Orrien (O-ree-en)

Blue

Erix

Flint

The Sorcerer's Circle

Horses’ Face Claims

Story 1: Erix

To Be Continued..

Art:

Part 2

At The Market (@spacebar-in-space)

Blue (@rat-father)

Ihuka bites Ice-cream (@Rat-father)

Mouse The Dragon

Part 1 - Sold

Part 2 - The First Day

Part 3 - Clipped

Part 4 - Clean Up

Part 5 - Training

Part 6 - Venom

Part 7 - Break

Part 8 - Heal

Part 9 - Nightmare

Part 10 - Work

Part 11 - Fever and Feathers

Part 12 - Erix

Part 13 - Market Part 1

Part 14 - Market Part 2

Part 15 - A Different Path

Part 16 - Orrien

Part 17 - Blue

Part 18 - Human

Part 19 - Bad

Part 20 - Infected

Part 21 - Darkness Spreads

Part 22 - Consequences

Part 23 - Origins (Part 1)

Part 24 - Origins (Part 2)

Part 25 - Origins (Part 3)

Part 26 - The Broken Apprentice

Part 27 - Healing Takes Time

Part 28 - All That Matters

Part 29 - 

Story 2: Flint

Part 1 (I had to put it somewhere for now)

Art:

Flint’s Tattoo

Febuwhump 2021:

#1 Mind Controlled

#2 I Can’t Take This Anymore (Some of Dyan’s Backstory)

#3 Imprisonment (Some of Ihuka’s Backstory)

#4 Impaled

#5 Take Me Instead

#6 I Can’t Lose You Too (#5 Continuation)

#7 Poisoned

#8 Hey, Hey, This Is No Time To Sleep

#9 Buried Alive (I wrote the poem myself)

#10 I Didn’t Know

#11 Hallucination

Command Asks (Ask Game):

Avizon, hug Ihuka and Dyan

Flint, fall into Avizon’s arms

Avizon, dance around the castle

Avizon, cuddle Flint and give him a kiss

(Early) Avizon, collect some Cloudwalker Venom

Ihuka, teach Dyan how to Hunt/ Dyan, get hurt learning how to hunt

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Hi! I just wanted to let you know I love your cloudwalker series!! I come back frequently and re-read my favorite chapters. I know you haven’t updated this blog in a while, and I hope you have been alright!!

First of thank you for checking up on me. I do not remember the last time I used this site, honestly, there certainly wasn't tips last time I posted on here that's for sure. I may have fell off the face of the earth for a little while since the adult world and work smacked me in the face with a bat and then kept smacking and tbh it still is 🤦‍♂️

HOWEVER, I am really glad that you like the Cloudwalker Series and I have decided-like literally yesterday- that I'm going to make it an actual story to publish. Hopefully that's good news to everyone who likes the series. There will be quite minor tweaks, the whump will be reduced a teeeeeny bit and the plot cranked to full power. The only reason I've even seen this post is because I was reading through all my stuff and forgot what half my characters even looked like. So yeah I'm doing okay, and I'm determined to see this through, so fingers crossed 😅☺️

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Cloudwalker Series Part 33

Apologies for the lack of updates despite having stuff written, but I figured I needed to add this part in first. It’s shorter than most of the others, but that’s alright.

Warnings: Fight scene, older person being whumped, injuries from the fight, blood, fear of death, animal whump (Enchanted metal dragon), fear for a character (non-con)- but that doesn’t happen. 

Masterlist: Here Approx WC: 1450 Taglist: @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @thegreatwhodini

Orrien was good at overthinking. It had been his job to think of potential threats, to think of the things enemies hoped he wouldn’t. So of course it had crossed his mind that Erix might appear at his home, that he might attack him, use him as a weapon, perhaps even kill him. He’d put thought into it, and he knew that if Erix was so bold that he wouldn’t stand a chance… he wasn't strong enough. He was a sitting duck, vulnerable, and afraid.

He knew that, and so he tried to plan for the worst. Most importantly, he had to make sure Blue and the others were safe. Blue was defenceless if he wasn’t there to fight. He had to keep him safe, but how could he when Erix was so good at offense compared to him? If a fight broke out he was as good as dead. Unless he reached out to Avizon in time, he was doomed.

He had tried to talk Blue into moving in with Avizon, but he wouldn't hear of it. No amount of pleading had changed his mind. Blue was just too loyal, practically devoted. It was a trait Orrien could only hope wouldn’t get him killed.

So when Erix appeared, he simply didn't know how he was meant to keep him safe.

The morning was bright and fresh when he'd woken up that morning. Blue had already scurried off to do his chores before Orrien had even woken up, but that wasn't anything new. He made breakfast while Blue fed his animals. He'd boiled the water ready for some tea and the smell of frying meat and eggs soon had Blue sitting at the table. Orrien smiled warmly and ruffled his hair. "We'll be going to Avizon's home later today. I'm sure you've missed Dyan."

Blue nodded eagerly with his mouth full of toast. "'m excited!"

The morning had been so pleasant, and it had all changed so quickly.

Orrien had been washing the dishes when he felt Erix appear outside his door. The heaviness, like a shove to the shoulder.

"Blue, here. Quickly." His plan had been to teleport straight to the castle. To bring Avizon back with him to protect everything.

Blue hesitated with his confusion. But that was enough time for the door to be thrown open. Erix attacked without hesitation.

"Look out!" Orrien yelped, making a magic shield which rattled his forearms as they protected him from the bursts of magic. He gritted his teeth and hurled some magic at him, enough that he couldn’t ignore it. He needed to buy Blue time to get to him, it was the only way they could leave. He threw Erix back into the cupboards with a wave of his magic, casting aside any tiredness he began to feel.

Only Blue ran upstairs in his fear. Orrien tried to call his name, but Erix was up with a groan and there was a dangerous fire in his eyes. Orrien couldn’t concentrate enough to find Avizon within his mind. He formed another shield, hoping beyond hope that it would be able to counter the molten orb in Erix’s hand, it crackled like lightning, glowed like fire. That was about as dark and dangerous as light magic could get. “Why are you here?” Orrien bellowed, hoping that perhaps words could end this fight before it killed him. “Nothing personal, old man.”

He hurled the orb towards Orrien, but as it flew, it changed shape, looking more like a spear. Orrien tried to jump to the side, towards the living area, but he was sure the magic followed him. He was made certain when he felt the hot rip across his side. He screamed and hit the ground hard. He felt the blood slipping fast from him. It wasn’t enough. He wasn’t enough to protect Blue.

Erix slowly made his way towards him. Orrien bit back a mewl and tried to get up, using the chaise as some kind of support. He felt Mouse hiding behind his ear. He tried to ease some healing magic into his side while he had a few seconds to spare. That just felt like he was washing out the wound with lava. He clenched his teeth hard.

“I hear you’ve been protecting Avizon. Shame, really. I didn’t mind your existence.”

“Oh I see,” Orrien spat onto the floor, getting rid of the blood that filled his mouth. “This is all for Dyan… you’re a sick piece of work. Leave us alone!” More crackling energy, and this time he hit him hard in the head. He was thrown back down into the pool of his blood. “No!” he cried out, feeling Mouse drop from his ear. It had hit him. Orrien desperately scooped him up and held him close. No, not his Mouse. Not the only thing he had left of Ro, his closest little friend. Tears pooled in his eyes. And then he felt it, the shift, the emotions snap. His rage.

He lowered Mouse down and without a word, he hurled a massive attack of energy in Erix’s direction. It was everything he had, his last chance. Erix crossed his arms over quickly, making the quickest shield he could. Orrien screamed out, but his magic was only just starting to crack the shield. He could feel himself running out. He flicked his hand down and his magic hit a weaker part of the shield. But Erix was prepared for that. He threw his arms out, and the shield practically became a mirror. And all of Orrien’s wrath crashed into him. He barely managed to reabsorb it in time to save it from killing him.

But Erix suddenly shouted in pain and Orrien’s heart froze in his chest. Blue had jumped up at him and bit him in the shoulder, shaking his head violently. He left a bad wound behind but it wouldn't kill him. “Blue, here!” Orrien cried. “Come to me!” if he could just get to him, if he could just grab his hand he could push himself on to whisk them away. But he would not leave without Blue.

With some effort, Erix managed to throw Blue off of him, and kicked him in the head, disorientating him. Blue whimpered Orrien's name, but he couldn’t get past Erix. Orrien gathered the energy to teleport behind Erix, to just grab Blue’s hand. But as soon as he did, another blast of that terrible magic slammed into his back. The scream that left his lips was cold and raw. Blue scrambled over to him, clinging to him, but Orrien was barely clinging to consciousness. He barely felt the wave of power whizz past him and hit into Blue, throwing him away from him. Orrien needed time to pull himself together. Time they didn’t have. Erix grabbed Orrien by the hair and lifted his head up high. Orrien hissed as he struggled to keep his arms under him. “You can thank Avizon’s greed for this.”

Erix slammed Orrien’s head down with such aggression that he didn’t remember hitting the floor.

His vision returned slowly, and he didn’t know how long had passed. But he was still in his home, and Erix and Blue were nowhere in sight. Immediately he feared the worst. He had to find him, he had to find his boy. With a breathless whimper, he dragged himself onwards. He tried to force himself onwards, out of the living area. He tried to gather what magic he had left, but he was spent. His only chance was the mirror in the downstairs bedroom. He could force himself to make a few drops more of magic, just a few more drops, but that meant pushing his body onwards, and it wasn’t going to be easy.

He barely made it into the hallway when he heard Erix’s footsteps. “I’m starting to see a habit in the lads you take in. They all end up dead by your fault.”

Orrien clenched his jaw. He wasn't wasting his energy answering his taunts. But Blue… he groaned and tried to desperately go faster. He needed Avizon. He needed his help-

He felt Erix's hand grip the back of his shirt and pin him to the ground just as he made it to the bedroom.

"You won't get away with this," Orrien wheezed, struggling with the tears in his eyes.

"And you won't stop me getting to that fucking bird… I wonder how many I'll have to kill to get to him. So far the tally is at one, and you're next."

Orrien shuddered as he felt Erix take him away with teleportation magic. He’d failed… That his last thought as his eyes slipped closed.

[simplygrimly]

Anonymously tell my OCs what you really think of them…

Can be good or bad, and my OC will react/respond. No deleting allowed!

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Open for everyone, as usual!

[rat-father]

Blue baby <3

Character belongs to @tenmillionwhumperflies

I improvised all the tattoos bbbb

Had to redraw this entire thing because I wasn't happy with it the first time

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

LOOK AT MY PRECIOUS BOI! You made him cry and he looks so sweet and he really needs a cuddle. I already left a comment but I love the tattoos a lot, and it makes a lot of sense for them to be all over his body since they like... Keep him alive. I love how pretty his eyes are and I have strong urge to pat his hair. Thank you can for drawing my Bebe. You did great and I'm sure the first try was too. I appreciate it. 😊

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Cloudwalker Series Part 32

Okay so work had me a little busy BUT I’m a few chapters ahead again so hopefully I post a bit more regularly again. I have been waiting for so long to get to next little plot arch but we’re finally there and the whump will be glorious.

Warnings: treating attempted murder/neck trauma, animal whump (Enchanted object), missing people/kidnapping, mentions/fear of death, eye whump/pain. Masterlist: Here Approx WC: 2300 Taglist: @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @thegreatwhodini

Avizon appeared at the foot of a bed in the tower, in a room just beside where he kept his potions and ingredients, his research, and his office. He gasped in relief when the pain in his eye eased so suddenly that it made him dizzy and stagger, but he had a job to do which couldn’t wait. His own needs weren't important.

He carried Blue and Mouse with care and eased Blue down on the bed, minding his whimpers, the raspiness to his breathing. He let Mouse snuggle up against him on the pillow for now, hoping they had enough magic left in them to hold on, but he grimaced, seeing how their back legs were turning solid, unmovable. They were running out of time.

But right now he couldn't help them, being near Blue was the best he could do for them. “It’s going to be alright, I promise," he said to both of them. He eyed Blue's bruised neck, how he still held onto it and his breathing just was not right. He needed to heal him. "Will you let me look at your neck? Please?” he asked softly.

He sent a small orb downstairs to retrieve Ihuka and Dyan. He was going to need their help, and Blue was going to desperately need the comfort. Blue curled up and whimpered, flinching as Avizon settled a hand on his shoulder. Avizon’s thoughts raced, there was so much he needed to do but time was not on his side. He knelt down by the bed and calmly said “Trust me, Blue. Let me help.”

Blue shuddered but wordlessly, he raised his chin. "Good lad, you're being so brave." Avizon didn't rush to touch it, for now, he simply looked, hushing him gently. The rope burn wasn't too bad, or at least not as bad as it could have been. Blue had clearly tried to keep as still as he could. It showed in his exhaustion, in how he couldn't move his head for the pain. “I know, I know… it’s alright.” Avizon slowly brought a hand up and stroked his hair, noting how he flinched. "Will you let me heal this?"

Blue pursed his lips. "I.I’m fine…"

Avizon soothed him as best he could as he slowly brought his hand further down to his neck, at the back for the sake of saving him from unnecessary pain and panic. "We both know that’s not true. I can heal this if you wish, but it will hurt a little."

Blue shook his head. "H.help Mouse first."

It was then that Ihuka and Dyan came rushing up the stairs. "Blue!" "Dyan, get me the bag of feathers and a bowl. Make me a little nest in it to put Mouse in. They need magic, quickly."

Dyan battled past his urge to rush to help Blue and obeyed swiftly, filling it as best he could with small fluffy feathers, a mixture of feathers he and Ihuka had molted, and a few Avizon had yanked out in their first few days.

Avizon turned his attention back to Blue. "Mouse will be just fine. Will you let me help you? Yes? Thank you. Try to relax and take deep breaths." He focused on healing Blue. His healing magic was very poor now, it took more effort than he expected to get the light magic past the dark and to Blue's trembling body, to let his magic soak into the bruises, the rope burn, the internal damage. Coldness washed over his body as he filtered the magic through. Avizon could feel the sweat forming on his body, the deep ache that returned to his eye, but he kept going with clenched teeth.

Blue grabbed at his neck for a few moments, trying to pry Avizon’s hands off as he gasped, but Avizon ignored the scratching, the pain that burned the tops of his hands. He kept focused, kept healing until Blue finally settled, dropping down limp on the bed, sucking in deep breaths amongst coughs, but he sounded so much better than he had. Tears pooled in his eyes. Avizon stepped back and shook his head. "That's the best I can do. The rest will ease on its own. Ihuka, bed. Cuddle with Blue. Keep him warm. You did well, Blue. I'm sorry it hurt so much."

Ihuka carefully made his way onto the bed and Blue leaned into him, clinging to him with fear. Dyan soon returned to the bowl. Avizon took it off him and left him to see Blue. He carefully scooped up Mouse, hushing them gently as he transferred them to the bowl. He then covered them with a handkerchief so they felt more covered and safe. He gently stroked their head with one finger as they settled down to sleep their injury away. He could only hope the magic of those few remaining feathers was enough.

"What about mister Orrien?" Dyan asked weakly. "Is he…" Avizon couldn't bring himself to meet Dyan's gaze. "He's been taken. But I will find him.” Dyan gulped. “Erix...”

Avizon sighed and nodded slowly. “Stay here, look after Blue and Mouse. I’ll… see if anyone can help.”

Avizon kept his back straight, his shoulders broad, and his head high as he made for the next room. He glanced behind him to see Dyan holding Blue close as they both trembled, as he watched Ihuka stroke Mouse’s head and how they seemed to grow stronger from it. He bit back his panic and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

But once that door was shut, everything hit into him like a battering ram. The terror of his master being taken, the exertion from trying to heal Blue, the deep stinging brought on by the bite mark caused by Mouse and Blue’s scratch marks- the sheer agony behind his cursed eye. He groaned and slid down to the floor, leaning on the door for support. For a moment, he could only sit, panting, panicking, trying to desperately weave a plan together, a means of finding his master before it was too late. Orrien didn’t deserve this. He needed help, but before he even tried, he knew that no one would help him. He had one chance, and if he didn’t agree to help, then he would have to do this on his own.

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Dyan stayed by Blue’s side for as long as he could, until his trembles had subsided and left him weak and tired. His head had gradually fallen to the side, resting against Dyan's chest. Dyan kept him warm with his wings, doing all he could to make sure he was comfortable. It was a welcome distraction from his own fear. Erix had acted, and now instead of taking it out on him, he was taking and hurting those Dyan cared about. Orrien was a nice man, he let Blue be free and he’d looked after his master. Blue was everything to him, and the thought of Erix even looking at him was enough to make him feel sick.

“Dee,” Blue murmured. “C.can I have some water?” Dyan startled out of his thoughts slightly but nodded quickly. “Stay here, I don’t think master will mind. I’ll go and get you some...” he inched his way off the bed and eased the blanket over Blue so he didn’t lose the warmth.

Dyan exchanged worried glances with Ihuka, who had kept a lot of his attention on helping Mouse. Mouse had left their nest and snuggled up amongst the feathers of Ihuka’s wing, sleeping soundly, and looking a lot better than they had. Their back legs were moving again, though sluggishly. Dyan didn’t need to say a word to know Ihuka would protect them both until he returned.

With some hesitation, Dyan went to the door and opened it. He tried to trust in his master enough to know he wouldn’t get in trouble for getting Blue water, but he couldn’t lose his instincts. He hoped he’d be able to see his master on the way, to check it was alright.

Dyan froze when he found his master kneeling on the floor, uttering syllables and sounds Dyan had never heard before. Dyan needed to get Blue water, but he was too afraid to disturb his master’s… what was he doing?

“Rhix...” Avizon whispered. “Please, hear me-”

The tranquility was abruptly cut off when Avizon was thrown back, as if someone had kicked him in the forehead and sent him tumbling backwards. He groaned and turned around, stuck on all fours for a moment. “M...master?” Dyan whimpered. His mouth became so painfully dry with nerves. Was he going to be angry at him for seeing that? Had he caused it?

Avizon groaned and struggled up to his knees again, covering his eye with his hand, but he still had the eyepatch on. “Dyan?” he grunted. “I thought you’d be with Blue.” “H.he asked for water. I’m sorry, master, I didn’t mean to disturb you-” Avizon struggled onto his feet and Dyan wasn’t sure if he should offer him his help. “That wasn’t your fault, little bird. That was the circle.” “The circle?” Dyan frowned. “Let’s go and get that water, I’ll explain on the way.” Dyan came closer to him, and hesitantly asked “Do you need any help?” “H.help me balance. Ignium’s powers are still as painful as ever...” he rubbed his head. Dyan helped as best he could as they began to walk down the stairs. 

Avizon took a deep breath as he tried to explain. “The Circle, or the Sorcerer’s Circle is a very ancient group of people- of magic wielders. Anyone who can do magic is invited into it. I was once one of them, in the innermost circle- that’s the circle that has the strongest sorcerers. Once, there was a magic wielder from every kingdom- that’s why there are eight members. The best of them served and protected the royal families, but over time, kingdoms fell or were reshaped. Now it is made up of eight of the most powerful sorcerers in the world. The Circle is... meant to help keep the land in peace, and also protects those of us who have magic. Because of my actions, for killing King Halve, things changed again, and we no longer serve kingdoms.”

“So it’s just a group of sorcerers?” Dyan asked, puzzled. He was trying his best to keep up with what his master told him but there was a lot to take in.  “Well, now it is. I was banished from it because of my actions, and Erix took my place. The circle protects all the sorcerers and magic wielders in the world.” Dyan tensed for a moment. Would he count? Yes, he could technically make magic, but would being a cloudwalker exclude him from that protection if he was given it. But then... Erix was part of that circle, so his hopes deflated. There really just wasn’t anywhere in this world where he could be safe and happy.

Avizon continued, “So I was hoping they would hear me, that they would help me save Orrien. But I am exiled, they do not trust me, and I don’t doubt Erix is dripping poison in their ears… What you saw was the sorcerer Ignium getting in between me and… my friend, Rhix. He cast me away from Rhix- why, I don't know. But it means the only way I’ll be able to help Orrien is to do this myself.”

Dyan could barely focus on what Avizon said. “But master… if I have magic, would that mean...” “Yes. You will be part of the circle- all cloudwalkers might be. You might just be the reason we can protect them all. That's why I was hoping to train you.” Dyan’s stomach twisted. He’d never even considered all the other cloudwalkers. He struggled to suppress his nerves. This was all so complex...

Avizon helped Dyan fill a jug with clean water, and then he began to climb the stairs. “I would ask you to try to speak to him, but it’s difficult magic, and I don’t want Ignium to hurt you… I should be able to find Orrien, but it may take a few days. Until then, I need you all to stay safe, to stay in the castle.”

“Master… why is Erix in the circle? If you were bad and weren’t allowed in, why is he?” “Because he has never hurt one of them until now. That’s their flaw… they only care if their own are affected. They can’t remove him for how he treats cloudwalkers. I know, it’s disgusting. But he has taken Orrien, hurt him. That changes things. Once I get him back, we can get him kicked out, disgraced.”

Dyan nodded slowly. It gave him a sense of hope, but his worry for Orrien was too great. “But… why would he take him then?” Avizon shrugged. “Perhaps he is desperate, or perhaps he has a plan. I don’t want to tell you ideas and theories that will do nothing but scare you. As I have said, I will find him and bring him here… I think I am steady enough now to leave. I will first go to Erix’s abode, check that he is not there, though I doubt he’d be so obvious. After that…”

Avizon’s voice trailed off, but Dyan couldn’t help but get the impression that he didn’t know. “I will track him down. I’ll try to keep checking on you all, but time is of the essence. You are free to get whatever food and water you want until I return. It might take a few days. You don’t need to clean or do any chores aside from looking after the horse. I’ll make sure Orrien’s farm is looked after.” Avizon opened the door for him which led to the bedroom. Dyan filled a cup with care and helped Blue to drink.

“I’m sorry I didn’t think to bring you any water sooner, Blue. I… lost my composure. Rest. I will be back soon.”

Avizon hurried to pack a bag, furiously shoving bandages and herbs into it. If he ever got hold of Ignium, he’d knock him into next week, old man or not. His stubbornness was going to get Orrien killed. And it was becoming clear that that was Erix’s plan. Was he going to try to frame him for what happened to Orrien? To kill him, set the circle after him, and scoop Dyan up once all the damage and death was done?

He packed his bag faster. He had to find his master before it was too late.

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Every time I see your username my brain plays the “you would not believe your eyes…”

Excellent, my master plan is working 😈😂

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Okay I don't know how that last post posted so I'm very confused now. I haven't even been on tumblr today so... Weird

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

You know what whump trope I love that I don't see enough of? Powerful whumpees on the sofa. Let me explain a little.

Picture this: a god/goddess, an all powerful sorcerer, an immortal, one of the seemingly untouchables getting whumped. The one no one ever thinks they have to worry about. Perhaps theyre losing their power, perhaps they were protecting their mortal caretaker, or caretaker has just found them and has no idea who they are but they know theyre not human. Either way they're reduced to a sleeping figure on the caretaker's battered old sofa, perhaps so tall they barely fit on it. The mighty has fallen. They're bandaged and sleeping soundly, while caretaker can only sit on the floor beside them stressed out of their minds because whumpee just has to make it through.

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[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Cloudwalker Series Part 31

It is drama time! Whump inbound.

Warnings: Blood, attempted murder, animal whump (Enchanted object), missing people/kidnapping.

Masterlist: Here

Approx WC: 3200

Taglist: @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @thegreathowdini

Saying that things calmed down as days passed didn’t feel right coming off Avizon’s tongue. Something was brewing, he knew that much, and between Erix wanting him killed and Borgurk haunting his dreams again… something was going to happen. He just had no idea what or when. All he was able to do was keep himself distracted, mostly by teaching Ihuka and Dyan things while they worked on cleaning the castle. Avizon helped where he was able, but he found helping more often than not made Dyan nervous. Besides, he still had to rest his leg, to make sure that he didn’t damage it.

Orrien’s attempts at getting Dyan to wield magic had gone about as well as Avizon’s if not worse. He was too afraid now, and until they were able to find a solution to his leaking magic, they were unable to teach him anything else. It was dangerous, and Avizon was constantly having to keep some attention on feeling for the magic in the castle increasing, feeling for a fluctuation. It was tiring and it pained him that he couldn’t help Dyan after giving him the problem in the first place.

Blue and Orrien visited more and more. It seemed to help Orrien just as much as it helped Blue, but Avizon also found himself to be more and more eager to see him, even if Orrien didn’t like to go inside unless he had to. Avizon understood that. There were a lot of memories, memories he’d forced himself to face and had been able to ignore when his dark magic had more control over him. He was a prisoner of the past in ways, he was used to it, accepted it. His time here was what everyone would know him for, his legacy. There was no point trying to run for it. At least he was safe here now. Every day, he felt more like himself, but at the same time… troubled. His eye had begun to hurt him more and more, so he trained as much as he could, keeping the darkness flowing, managing it all. Perhaps there was just too much light magic around him.

He knew just how much Orrien hated this castle, so he often took his birds to see them instead. But today, Orrien had wanted to come to him. Avizon had no problem with it. The weather was fine, so he had a table and chairs brought outside so that they could sit. Dyan sat on the stairs of the castle, so eager to see Blue again. Avizon sat waiting at the table, and Ihuka sat with him, learning more words and going over his letters. He was hoping to be able to teach them both to read and write soon, but he was patient, keeping his focus on Ihuka’s speaking for now.

And so they waited. Ihuka finished his lesson, and tried to go and play with Dyan, but Dyan wanted to wait for Blue. He wanted to be there when they arrived. Ihuka frowned, but he was brave enough now to find his own ways of amusing himself. His feathers had mostly grown back, so he’d been practicing his flying, getting the strength back in his wings. Avizon left him be, he trusted him not to fly off, and even if he did, he could catch him again.

And so they waited. And they waited. And waited…

Avizon sighed as the afternoon started to get colder. He gave up, putting the chairs back inside. “He must be busy, Dyan,” he said, seeing him still sitting on the step, waiting. “Let’s go inside. The circle must have contacted him, or a farm animal might have needed help. I’m sure he’ll explain soon.” Dyan shuffled on the stone step, wings wrapped tight around him, picking at his blunted nails. “I… may I wait a little longer, master?” Avizon put the chair down and crouched beside him. “If you like… are you alright, Dyan?” Dyan nodded sadly. “I just… I was excited but… now I’m just really worried. What if Erix...” Avizon rubbed his back, but his words cut deep into his soul. He hadn’t been too worried, he knew Orrien could take care of himself, but now… Erix was a good fighter, that’s why he had taken Avizon’s place in the circle. Orrien was a healer, and against Erix, Avizon doubted he’d win. “Try not to worry yourself. I’m sure there’s a perfectly reasonable explanation,” he said, hoping to keep Dyan calm. “I will try to send a message. If Orrien does not answer, then I will go and make sure everything is well, alright? Please, go inside. I don’t want you out here on your own.”

He looked up, to see Ihuka flying through the air, chirping happily. Avizon couldn’t hide his beaming smile. “Ihuka! Inside now, it’s getting late.” Ihuka took notice at once and through he frowned at having to stop, he flew towards him and landed at the bottom of the stairs. “Well done. Good bird,” he said softly. “Come now, let’s get you both inside.”

Ihuka hurried up the stairs and pointed at the chair. “I help?” Avizon was pleasantly surprised. “Yes please. Thank you, Ihuka. Good bird.”

Ihuka lifted the chair and waddled inside with it, putting it back where it belonged. Avizon had to smile at him. He’d been doing well over the last few weeks, getting more comfortable with the fact he wasn’t going to be hurt. He was kind and was Avizon’s pride and joy, they both were. He hated seeing either of them looking down and gloomy. He was happier now than he had been for so long…

He hoped Orrien not showing up didn’t signal the end of that. He had to make sure he was alright to ease Dyan’s nerves- and his own.

He fed them both, and while they were eating at the kitchen table, Avizon went to see if he could get in contact with Orrien. He hoped with all his might that he could, that this was something easily explained, but… his instincts told him something was wrong. He patiently tried to get in contact with him. Orrien would be able to feel the attempt, but despite several attempts, there was no answer. Avizon grimaced. “Please, Orrien...”

He sighed deeply, and went back to the two cloudwalkers. Dyan looked up at him quickly, eyes wide, hopeful, but pleading. He was hoping just as much as Avizon had. “There was no reply, but keep cool. I’ll go and see. I know you’re worried, and I won’t lie and say that I’m not, but there could be other reasons other than something’s happened. You two stay here, just in case. Try to finish your dinner. I won’t be long-”

“W.what if something bad has happened? W.what if Erix is still there or you get hurt. Can I come with you, master, please?” Dyan pleaded.

Avizon gently shook his head. “Stay. I should only be a few minutes, but if- if something has happened, and I’m not back within… let’s say three days, you are both free to leave the castle, assume I’m not coming back. You can live here, or fly away, I wouldn’t mind. But I promise you, I will come back. As I said, let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”

Dyan rose from the table and hugged Avizon tight around the waist. Avizon was surprised. Dyan hadn’t shown such affections towards him for a while, but the worry was so clear in Dyan’s expression. He’d had too much unhindered time to overthink all the possibilities, and clearly few of his ideas had been nice ones. Avizon softly stroked his hair as he held him back. “It’s going to be alright, I’m sure. Good bird… go and eat please. You don’t need to worry, I’ll deal with everything.”

Avizon eased Dyan away from him and stepped back. “Be good, I’ll be right back.”

Avizon teleported to the farm where Orrien lived, deciding to not appear in the farmhouse in case something really had happened. He wanted to be prepared. Clearly something had gone on. The livestock were uneasy. Fox the horse was distressed, stomping and making plenty of noise. Avizon approached carefully and made the attempt to calm the horse before he got himself hurt. “Shhh, easy boy. Easy...”

He didn’t want to spend too long calming him down, but he helped enough, managing to get him to relax a little more in his stall. Avizon stroked his neck softly. This was odd. They should have been able to hear Fox kicking up such a fuss. Avizon kept stroking his neck while he stared at the farmhouse, trying to make out if there was any sign of movement, dangerous or otherwise. It all seemed perfectly still, but the shroud of dread was becoming more and more obvious as the sun faded away behind the trees.

“What happened here, old friend?” he mumbled to Fox. He could not speak to animals like Zena could, he could not listen, but he could feel, even if the dark magic had chewed away at that ability. He could still feel more than Fox’s fear, there was worry, confusion, a need to protect… Something was terribly wrong. He battled with his urge to rush in, his need to protect was battling with his instincts of taking care and proceeding with caution.

Once Avizon was more sure that Fox was going to be alright, he headed towards the farmhouse. He felt his magic in the palm of his hands, keeping it hidden from sight, but oh so ready to fire out at an enemy. Only as he drew nearer to the house, he felt energy. Magic- and no small amount of it. He felt Orrien’s, and for a healer, it was a concerning amount. But there was another, and though he didn’t know the owner’s magic well, he recognised it.

Erix had been here, and Orrien had used a lot of magic because of his presence. That was enough to make him shudder like a rodent had run up his spine.

Avizon tensed his jaw and carefully crept closer, trying to force himself not to rush blindly into danger. However, his worry for his master was too great. He picked up the pace until he was able to silently open the door which would lead straight into the kitchen. Power tingled in his fingertips. He pushed the door open wide and stood for a brief second in shock. It was an absolute mess. Broken plates, cupboards blasted open and the contents all over the floor. The smell of singed hair and cloth filled his nose and he scowled. The sheer amount of energy he could feel was enough to make his cursed eye hurt. He grimaced and stepped inside, trying to ignore the digging pain.

A door suddenly slammed shut. A ball of dark fire came to his hands before he could even register it. He was met with no enemy and hesitated. Had that been the breeze from opening the door or a person? Avizon walked slowly, wincing whenever the wood would creak beneath his light footfalls. He was ready to fight- to the death if need be to protect those he cared about. He needed to find Orrien and Blue, quickly. 

The kitchen was unoccupied, but the magic was so heavy on his mind. He tried to understand it, picking it apart. It was clear Orrien and Erix had exchanged blows here, that they’d fought, but it only seemed to be the beginning of it. He saw a big dent in one of the cupboards. He wondered if someone had been thrown back against it. He kept looking around, only to freeze as he approached the door frame.

He crouched in front of it carefully, seeing a dark handprint. When he touched it with his other hand, he found it to still be wet. It was blood, of that he was certain even with the feeble lighting in the building that the sun gave him. He saw a trail on the floor inching towards the very bedroom Avizon had stayed in only weeks earlier. There were footprints too, someone had followed after them. Avizon went inside, but found only more magic- teleportation magic this time, he could tell by the way it flickered and jumped around. It didn’t soothe like healing magic would, it didn’t feel heavy like fighting magic. The spell's jittery nature made it harder to be able to tell if this was the source of someone appearing or leaving, but he felt sure enough. Someone had crawled this way, someone, he guessed Erix, had followed, and he’d whisked them away. It didn’t bode well. He bit back a groan of pain as his eye spiked with pain.

“Orrien! Blue!” he finally dared to call out. He had to find them!

He looked back at the handprint, and decided to see the room where the person had been. There was so much magic here he wasn’t sure if anyone was still here. It was rapidly giving him a headache. He went into the living area, finding just as terrible a mess, and this time, there was a small pool of blood by the chaise. Some had soaked into the material, but most of it was on the floor and had been smeared across the wooden planks. Avizon crouched by it, trying to feel for who it belonged to, who’s magic ran through it, but then he heard a soft scratching noise. He turned quickly, a ball of bright red fire ready to bite, but there was no one. But the light did allow him to see a glint of metal under the chaise. It moved, and with the movements, came the scratching noises. His heart sank.

“Mouse,” he murmured, reaching behind the wooden leg to scoop him up, from where he lay curled up, his back leg was kicking out, as if in pain or discomfort. He hadn’t even thought of him, he’d just fully expected for him to be with Orrien. He needed to be with him! “Come here, little one.” At first Mouse shot around and bit him, before they’d even seen who it was, without even thinking. Avizon battled back the urge to pull away, even when they broke the skin on the side of his palm as they shook their head. He didn’t want to hurt or scare them by yanking his hand away. “Agh, Mouse, it’s me. It’s Avizon. Shhh, don’t bite. Don’t bite.”

Mouse stopped and let go, once they recognised him, they backed away lowering their ears. “It’s okay,” he promised them softly. “Come on.” Mouse carefully climbed onto his hand and Avizon brought them close to his chest. His best guess was that they’d been hit with some magic, but with some patience and care, Avizon was hopeful that they’d recover. Azeera’s enchantment magic was strong, so he had to hope for the best. “You’re safe now,” he promised. But his worry only doubled for the others. He was sure that this blood was Orrien’s now, that Mouse had been there to cling onto the magic that remained. It was probably the only reason the enchantment hadn’t broken. The only reason the one part of Ro left in this world hadn’t gone forever.

Avizon lifted them up and put them on his shoulder, between his neck and the collar of his shirt. “Keep warm, and don’t worry. We’ll find them.”

But now it was back to looking, and desperately at that.

There was no one else downstairs, he was sure of that much. Mouse had been the only one. He hadn’t seen signs of anyone going upstairs, but he had to be sure. Orrien had been here, but there was nothing indicating Blue was around.

The stairs creaked and groaned as he hurried up them. “Blue? Blue, are you here?”

He’d only just gotten onto the landing when he heard a feeble groan. Mouse sat bolt upright, and Avizon saw they were staring straight at Blue’s bedroom. Avizon gulped and made his way towards it, opening the door with the smallest of trembles in his hand. The door opened with a creak, and Avizon’s gaze quickly found the source of the noise.

“Blue!” he cried. He dropped down on his knees in front of the cloudwalker, taking only the briefest second to understand how he’d been tied. Pinned on his front, hands behind his back, and a rope connected from his ankles to a rope around his neck. He raced to get him free from the ropes that bound him, that slowly strangled him as he lost his strength to keep his head up.

Avizon burned through the rope that was digging into his throat. Blue dropped down, almost lifelessly, had it not been for the massive coughing fit that overtook him. Avizon rubbed his back vigorously. “Breathe, Blue, breathe!” He heaved him up into a sitting position and untied his hands while keeping him upright. Blue’s head fell down against his chest, but he groaned again. He was still alive- thank the realms, he was alive!

He kept coughing, but now his hands were free he was able to hold onto his throat as he coughed and mewled. “O.Orrien,” he rasped. “M.master...” “Shhh, deep breaths. Deep breaths. You can tell me what happened later.” Avizon already had a fair guess. Erix had tied him up and left him to die a slow and terrifying death on his own. Avizon held him close, trying to reassure him. Mouse climbed onto his shoulder and slid down into his lap, rubbing his head against him in a bid to comfort him.

“Only nod or shake your head. Did Erix take Orrien?” Avizon asked him.

Blue choked on a sob but nodded, trembling in Avizon’s arms. Avizon swallowed back his anger. “I will find him, Blue. I promise. But first I have to get you two back to the castle where it’s safe.”

Blue whined as Avizon propped him up against the bed. “Breathe. I need to check the other two rooms, just to be absolutely sure no one else is here. I’ll be right back, Blue, I promise you’re safe.”

Avizon stood and feverishly checked the remaining rooms. He was confident that Orrien was certainly gone. He returned to Blue’s side and crouched down beside him. “I’m going to pick you up, alright? We’re getting you out of here-” “E.Erix took Orrien t.to get you. I. I think it’s a trap.” Avizon’s heart sank, seeing how he was forcing himself to speak past the pain.

Avizon scooped him up and waited for Mouse to climb into his hand to make sure he didn’t leave without them. He kissed Blue on the top of the head. “You may be right, but please rest. I will find Orrien once I know you’re safe. I swear on my blood I will find him.”

Avizon closed his eyes and focused on his home, the tower where he could look after both of them. Dyan was going to take this terribly, but there was nothing he could do to avoid it. With home in mind, he teleported away. At least he’d been able to save some. Erix was going to pay when he got his hands on him, that much was sure. The only question was... where was he?

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Headcanon: Avizon has nightmares where he hurts the people he cares about. Where his dark magic takes over and he can't control himself and all he can do is watch the other beans suffer because of him.

Another headcanon: when Avizon has these nightmares it really shakes him. The cloudwalkers notice and try to comfort him by giving him hugs and make cute bird noises. Flint also helps by holding Avizon when he wakes up from a ad dteam and saying something like "yeah but you would never hurt someone as sexy as me now would you?"

Avizon has a lot of bad dreams to be fair, but ones like that he'd have only recently started having, once he gets the cloudwalkers and mends his bonds with Orrien etc. They'd be the dreams that wake him up in a cold sweat and sometimes screaming. The dark magic is trying to get him away from everyone so it can control him again.

Ihuka would always go to him if he heard the screams to make sure that he was safe, followed by Dyan. They'd let Avizon hold him if he needed to. One Flint lives with him, Dyan would stop going but Ihuka would still check. Flint would maybe say similar to that, try to make a joke to help him settle and definitely hold him close until he calms and falls asleep again.

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For Greedfall fanfic purposes, I now need to think of ways to whump someone ⚓✨Nautical style✨⚓I'm talking the big wooden ships, being tied to the mast, flogged, all the good stuff because I need to make my characters suffer because I love them. I have a small list in my head but I was wondering if anyone had some other thoughts? 🤷

I came up with:

Flogging

Tied to the mast

Tied to the figurehead

Scrubbing the deck with a cloth etc so it causes sores after a while

Weather exposure

Falling from something

Bullet/blade wounds

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Cloudwalker Series Part 30

OKAY, finally. I’d been trying to think of things to include before I went onto the next arc so that’s why things have been so slow. I ended up giving up and after this chapter I’m going to write the big whump- the whumpening if you will.

Warnings: Mentions of slavery/death, overexertion, horn whump, touch starved characters, heartache. Contains magical exertion/losing control of magic.

Masterlist: Here

Approx WC: 2400

Taglist: @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @thegreathowdini

A few days had passed. Though Dyan was still somewhat distant, he had settled more, and after seeing Blue once or twice, Avizon decided now was the time to teach him how to find his magic. To use it. He hoped he was doing the right thing, but if cloudwalkers could yield… perhaps it would be the key to saving them from all the misery they endured. Maybe they could fight back? Maybe it would only make things worse? No. He wouldn't let that happen.

Dyan swallowed hard from where he sat on the floor, cross legged, hanging on his every word, looking so afraid of making a mistake before they'd even begun.

Avizon sat down in front of him and smiled. "Don't be frightened. Today is going to be nice and easy. We're just going to go over how you find your magic, maybe use it, but that all depends on how confident you are."

Dyan nodded. Avizon kept smiling, fear and magic were a terrible combination. It was important to avoid that within the first few lessons.

"I'm going to go over the basics with you, the rules we're meant to abide by, the dangers and what you have to be very careful of when wielding."

"Yes, master."

Avizon used his powers to bring a history book closer to him from the table beside him. “The first thing you have to know… magic in this world is no blessing. For most of us, it leads to servitude and misery- but I will protect you. Still, you need to know our history." He clicked thought he book, finding images to show him, of mages bowing at royals, leading armies. "For hundreds of years, people with magic have been taken by those in power, royalty usually, and have been forced to serve… not too unlike cloudwalkers, I suppose. Royals used us for a long time, some still do, but I believe I… shook things up somewhat. By turning on the kingdom, it meant other kingdoms fear a repeat… I did explain this to you, didn't I? Why I attacked the castle?"

"You said they took something from you, master. So you took over the castle."

Avizon sighed softly. "That's… close enough. The king killed the man I loved and tortured me… he was a terrible person, so I killed the royal family and took over. But you must remember, Dyan. I use dark magic, and it's bad. You will only use light magic, and you won't struggle like I do. But I need you to know, once you tap into your magic, there's no going back, and you will be a target, even more so than before. You'll be the only cloudwalker in the world with magic. You change everything, little bird. I will protect you, I swear, but you have to understand there's always a chance I'll fail. It's your decision, and you must be sure. You can say no, we'll stand and walk away from this. I wouldn't be mad. I'd be unsure what to decide myself in all honestly."

Dyan was quiet for a few moments. Avizon was patient. "But having magic would mean I could protect myself too… wouldn't it- if you'll let me, master?"

"Yes, it would."

Dyan rubbed his arm nervously. "Then… if I could be safe from Erix… I would like to learn, master. I want to be strong, like you, and I could protect you too!"

Avizon stroked his hair softly and smiled. "Do this for yourself, Dyan, not for him or me. But, if you want to learn, close your eyes, focus on that darkness… be patient, let it wrap around you… until there's nothing but my voice, and the gentle dark. It's a nice dark, trust it."

Avizon waited until the tension began to leave Dyan's body. "Good… just relax… There is magic inside you, Dyan, power. But it is not to be feared, just as you don't fear your wings. The magic is part of you, it belongs with you, and can be used as easily as wiggling your fingers with practice."

Dyan's brow furrowed ever so slightly and Avizon saw him moving his fingers, but then he relaxed again. "But just as you're responsible for your own actions, you must be responsible for your power. Light magic is part of you, not just an entity inside of you. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes," he murmured.

Avizon nodded to himself. So far so good. "Try to feel the magic inside you, you might feel it buzzing or pulsing or flowing like water. Imagine it inside you, a soft glow… I suggest imagining a well or a glass, a container that can be added to or taken from. What do you see? What comes to mind first?"

"A bucket… t.there's a big tap above it, drawing water from the ground- like the water pump you have in the castle…"

"Good… good, that works nicely. Now, all of your magic resides in that bucket, waiting patiently. You can take magic from it. You can pour only a tiny bit out, perhaps keeping it as a steady flow, or you can dump it all at once. Your emotions usually influence that, they influence how much pours. It's important to master your emotions. Even when I am angry, even though I have dark magic, I do my best to never let it mix with my emotion. I keep them separated. If not, things can end badly, but you don't need to worry about that just yet. Imagine your power, little bird, feel it."

Dyan concentrated hard, and Avizon was surprised when a gentle light emerged in Dyan's fingertips. His smile widened. "Good, very very good. You've found it. Spend some time with it, get to know it."

Avizon waited and watched as Dyan explored his newfound power, but he frowned when Dyan's hands got brighter.

"Easy… don't pour so much. Just a little trickle…"

But it only got brighter. Avizon wasn't too concerned, he simply put his hands on Dyan's. "Open your eyes, Dyan. Close the door in your mind to the power."

"I… I can't…" he whimpered, even after he opened his eyes.

Avizon studied him softly and saw how his broken horn was glowing, getting brighter and brighter. The power grew and despite Avizon's gentle attempts to ease Dyan away from it, the power was only getting stronger. "Try to calm it, ease it back. Don't be afraid."

It happened so quickly, Avizon wasn't able to prepare. He was thrown back against the wall with a worrying amount of force. He hit the wall hard and dropped to the floor, stomach lurching, head spinning. He groaned and looked up to see Dyan floating in the air, magic swirled around him, bright white and fierce. Stray pages of paper went flying, documents Avizon had been working on were scattered. Paintings swung on the walls and some fell. The fear was clear to read on Dyan's expression, and his magic was responding to it, wrapping around him, protecting him. Avizon grimaced. He'd never seen or heard of anything like this before. It needed to be contained. "Master!" Dyan yelped.

"Sleep!" he ordered, sending a powerful wave of magic out at him. Dyan yelped, but the magic jerked outwards, batting his spell away and Dyan remained awake.

"Don't be frightened, Dyan. You're safe, I swear," Avizon said quickly. "You just need to contain it. Don't be afraid, trust me. Calm down, be brave."

But Dyan was struggling, though he was trying to take deep breaths. It would take too long and he'd get too drained before he calmed. This wasn't natural. Avizon dug deeper, concocting a perfect attack, a sleeping spell perfectly wrapped in an attack to get through Dyan's defenses. It was clear Dyan was naturally good at resisting, but he hoped this would work.

"Close your eyes!" he called out. Dyan clamped them shut, giving Avizon the chance to hurl the attack at him without him being prepared. The attack hit, struggling for only a moment before breaking through the defenses and knocking Dyan out cold. He fell to the floor and Avizon barely managed to catch him with his magic.

Avizon wasn't sure when Ihuka had rushed into the room, feathers up and teeth bared, but now he only stared, greatly confused… and afraid.

"It's alright, Ihuka. It's alright."

Avizon frowned deeply. This shouldn't have happened. Certainly not on the first lesson. He brought Dyan closer to him and carefully carried him to bed, settling him down under the covers. Then he went to get his mirror. First of all, he needed Orrien. He had no idea how he was meant to explain this.

Orrien appeared within a few minutes, bringing Blue with him who immediately scurried to Dyan's side. He lay by his side and gently nudged him with his head, frowning deeply.

"He's just sleeping, Blue, he's alright," Avizon promised him. 

Ihuka was content curling up at the bottom of their bed, and so Avizon decided it was safe to leave them all be. He and Orrien sat in the room next door, making use of the two chairs and the table, where board games were usually placed. For now, the table only carried their cups.

"Explain to me then, from the beginning, how Dyan lost control as you say," Orrien said softly.

Avizon did so, leaving no detail out.

"It's… odd. When I asked him to calm, he said he couldn't. It was like something was stopping him. You told me magic was a like a sapling when you first found it, but that… that was like years of practice."

Orrien's gaze had wandered down to his hands where Mouse the dragon was weaving through his fingers. They stopped once or twice, stuck their tongue out at Avizon, and then continued on their way.

"You said his horn was glowing… was it just the broken one?"

"Yes and at the source of the break. I can't help but wonder if that was why he couldn't stop his magic- almost like his little bucket has a hole in it."

"If that's the case, I can advise against teaching him to produce magic. Spells like using the mirror should still be possible… perhaps. I think Rhix would be able to help him with his horn, but, well, that solution has its own set of problems."

Avizon grimaced. "I'm not sure if I like the idea of the circle knowing Dyan has power, especially if Erix should hear. I fear how he would react to such a thing. I don't want to put Dyan in any danger. Besides, so long has passed I don't even know if I can trust Rhix. I should be able to make something myself, I wasn't awful at containment magic, Rhix is just better."

Orrien inclined his head. "Yes… I think you could manage such a thing. But I imagine you'd have to replace the tip of the horn or cap it. That's no simple feat."

"I have the time. But I need your help, I want you to try to teach him, see if you can find a way or if it's just my presence- the dark magic." "I don't think it will make a difference, lad, but I can try." Avizon pursed his lips. "Maybe this was not the best idea."

"One failure does not make something a bad idea. We need time to learn this to understand. Dyan is strong hearted. He can learn. He can do anything with the right help."

Avizon smiled softly. "Aye, you're right…"

"Master?" a soft voice came from next door. Avizon raised an eyebrow and stood up. He made his way next door and Orrien followed. They found Dyan was waking up, but his horn was beginning to softly glow again. Ihuka, who had called for them, pointed at it with concern. Blue was hugging Dyan's arm, pressing his head against him and softly pleading that he calm down.

Orrien stepped forward quickly and began to murmur magic under his breath, holding his hand out over Dyan's broken horn. He kept murmuring until the glow faded away. Dyan whimpered and carefully reached up to touch his horn.

"That should be the end of it for now. I used a simple but strong containment spell for now, so you can use all of your magic in making something for him. I'd hate for you to burn out, Dyan.

Blue raised his head and smiled softly at Dyan. Dyan let out a happy cheep and hugged him tight, which brought a lump to Avizon’s throat. He could only guess Dyan had only just realised who was beside him.

“How are you, Dyan?” he asked gently. Dyan pulled away from Blue and tried to bring himself to look at Avizon, but his nerves were clear. “I, I’m fine. I’m sorry I wasn’t able to-”

“It’s not your fault, but we will find a way to mend this little problem. You don’t need to feel guilty.” “But I hurt you...” Dyan whimpered.

Orrien’s attention shot back to Avizon, looking him up and down for any sign of injury. Avizon waved it off as nothing. "It's alright, I promise. It was an accident." Though he’d bumped his head, he was sure he was fine. He hadn’t lost consciousness, and the bump was very small.

Yet still Orrien checked his head when Avizon finally confessed what injury Dyan was referring to. Avizon closed his eyes and relaxed a little as Orrien looked through his hair and he couldn’t help but lean into it. He sighed softly, realising how much he’d missed people over the years, how much he missed being held by Ro, by anyone. He hoped he'd be able to ask one of the birds to cuddle with him later, to ease that need for physical contact. 

Avizon, once Orrien had deemed him well enough, ruffled Dyan's hair. "Get some rest. Using your magic the first few times can be tiring."

Dyan snuggled with Blue and eventually faded off to sleep. Ihuka looked to Avizon with big sad eyes. Avizon wasn't sure what was wrong, but he sat down and patted his lap to encourage him to come closer. Ihuka cautiously climbed up and rested his head on his chest. Avizon smiled and held him close, taking a moment to savor the company. It helped him more than he expected it to. He wondered if Ihuka was just missing the contact, if the the changes to Dyan’s behaviour were beginning to affect him too. He wasn’t sure, but at least Ihuka was brave enough to come to him for help.

"Good bird... We’ll get this sorted, you don’t need to worry." He’d do everything in his power to make sure they never had to worry.

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For the headcanons: Avizons cursed eye can't cry, there won't come any tears out of it even if he would cry.

👀👀👀 I'd never thought about that before but it makes so much sense, like it lacks emotion, and is also a big oof! I love the concept so it's canon now 😆

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Since I am incredibly bored right now

Send my OCs headcanons that I'll confirm/deny and/or angsty asks that they'll have to answer.

Since I have a bajillion OCs, please specify which one(s) you're directing it towards!

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Since my drawing skills are not amazing, have a Rhix picrew from part 29. Sadly I couldn't put more shiny things on him but I think you get the idea. Rhix needs a hug 😭