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Katelyn from Aphmau's Minecraft Diaries Season 2 ***NSFW UP AHEAD HIDE YO KIDS*** ☆willing to do modern aus/mcd 2 rps☆ || magic anons allowed || Ask box open || roleplaying status: accepting || mun maddie

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Stressed Out || C

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So like @madd-soryn genderbend AU was too tempting to passed up-- I adore the designs of Laurance and Katelyn (which I have more of but atm are too messy @v@). Also took my own swing and tried drawing Garroth-- er I guess garnet? I thought short hair would be more fitting + makes sense to fit under the helm she wore when she first met Aphmau/Adrian.

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My character vanishes one day. About a year later your character spots them out in public with a baby! How does your character react?

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All ‘cause you love, love, love When you know I can’t love You love, love, love When you know I can’t love

– Love, Love, Love by Of Monsters and Men

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title: all for the best

pairing: Travlyn, mentions of one-sided!Jeffolyn and Travcinda 

a/n: so I was listening to this song  and while I think it fits a bunch of pairings in the MCD series, being my trashy self, I immediately thought of my OTP. It’s so sad, so bittersweet, yet so pretty. This is a loose sequel to both what the heart desires and push and pull 

dedicated: to the fantastic @shitpostsenstral for that amazing birthday present! Also for being my partner in crime for this ship. These tears are for you!

If I were to go through life living just to take somebody else’s place…

…Then I would rather have been born as a pebble, living out my peaceful days

Disparity between him and Jeffory was great. At least, she looked for the differences. 

Travis was too clumsy with his approaches, with his flirts, with his everything, too much of a hopefulness in his eyes and hopelessness in his actions. She always remembered Jeffory’s advances, though he never turned his affections onto her, as more smooth, the edges soften with years of experience and a title that had people swooning. 

But the smile is the same.

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OOC;; Update

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i don’t member how this mystreet ship happened

GOD DAMN IT LYRA

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The List Of Village Residences

((Here’s an updated list on current MCD RPers (or who I rounded up). Tell me who else is new so they can be added in the next list update))

Phoenix Drop: @decendantofirene @laurance-the-hunk @hunkiest-laurance @theheadguard @garroth-romeave @dual–wielding @dante-the-guard @ask-the-catified-idiots @cakesandweaboos @pastelkitty @potent-potions @cadenza-of-meteli @faithful-thorgi

New Phoenix Drop: @ask-lord-levin @lord-levin @mysticalmalachi @tcltatheil @guardalexis @asktravismcd @leona-the-wolf @nekoettesapples @aaron-the-stranger @master-of-the-wave

O'khasis: @the-high-priest @juryofnine @abby-goldenheart @ladyfirefist @theladywithfieryfists

The Nether: @faker-of-fate @mysterious-lillian @maskedsilence @thecorruptguard @forgottenmagicks

Other Regions: @mischievous-miefwa-michi @angelic-cross @prince-fenrir @masterthief-amber @bossthief @cloudyguard @a-tralled-faith @chadgaugistineleopoldtheIII (????) @ladycflegend

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title: what the heart desires 

prompt: Travis reminds Katelyn of certain someone and her denial of this fact only gets her so far

pairing: one-sided!travlyn, travcinda 

a/n: look here, i cannot handle this crack ship, it’s really all I can think about in terms of shipping in MCD now; now bask in the angst and my pain when it comes to this diggity dang ship

She kept her distance. 

For her sanity and to save herself from a series of awkward of conversations, she decided when it came to the white-haired member in their band of misfits, Katelyn would avoid at all costs. 

She kept quiet. 

His laughter was too similar, too familiar, finding herself both drawn and repulse to it. Throws a wink there, smirk over her, hovering over Aphmau and Lucinda whenever the opportunity presents itself. Such a flirt, she rolled her eyes in exasperation. Nothing but an annoying flirt.

She kept her head low. 

Though their eyes weren’t the same shade of green, it was enough to remind her. Bright yet the inkling of secrecy hidden just under the surface, actually keeping up this carefree act pretty well. But she seen it before. She knew it was a lie and the others did as well, and yet… she didn’t address the fact. 

When they ask her opinion on him, she’ll shrug, keep it vague. Keep her distance, keep quiet, keep her head low and avoid his curious gaze. 

If her sense of humor was more self-deprecating, she’d laugh at it all. Oh the irony. Either she had a type to be drawn to or Jeffory was given a second chance at life, his first being robbed from him too soon. 

She’ll beat down the affections, though. You’re just mourning and projecting. For what could’ve been, for the dumb crush you never gotten to confess, she berated herself, Don’t fall into the cruelty of this hopeful wishing, you idiot. And do not be a coward. 

Cracking her knuckles, she let her gaze drift over to the arguing pair, Lucinda and Travis, as they made their way across the deck. She could see it now. Even with the arguing, there was sparks. Travis’s grin, Lucinda’s eyes rolling at his comments, both body language made it obvious of their interest in each other. 

Bitterly, she smiled. 

[sinner-sebby]

im travlyn trash and im not sorry

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[a-tralled-faith] (✧∀✧) (Considering they've never interacted before, this could get interesting...)

Send me a (✧∀✧) and I’ll randomly generate a number between 1-20. My muse will then say the following to your muse.

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It was suppose to be a simple mission to New Meteli: find Cadenza, ask her the favor Aphmau requested, and ride back, in one piece, Aphmau’s horse still possession. 

Good news, she’s still in one piece. A little sweaty and more than a little peeved, but as far as she’s concern, she’s still raring to go despite the unconscious bodies left in her wake. Quite annoying, to say the least; when she was part of the Jury of nine, never did she need to worry about common bandits even looking her way except in fear. 

Bad news, she lost Aphmau’s horse. She questions the quality of her luck; after being thrown off by the horse, it spooked by a snake suddenly appearing on the path and it bolting off into the forest, Katelyn would rather walk the rest of the way to New Meteli than making her way back to Phoenix Drop, admitting to failure. She promised to bring the damn horse back, no matter what. 

Even if it meant stumbling into a bandit camp.

Thankfully, she had the advantage of them underestimating. Some scoffed at the sight of her, not bothering to get up or come after when she bolted away, while others laughed loudly as they called out for the pretty lady to come out. 

Now, in one hand a dagger she stolen off one of the bandits who came after and her eyes trained on the man with a strange mask, her gaze was icy. 

“Who… are you?”

[a-tralled-faith]

Trall had been busing doing a uninteresting job of sorting stolen goods in the main building of the camp when he heard a commotion outside. He tried to ignore it at first, he wasn’t the strongest one in this camp, despite being the leader, but it just got louder and louder, distant frantic shouts somehow echoed off the walls of the cave, becoming impossible to ignore. Not like he was planning to anymore, his interest was piqued.

He strode out confidently, already uselessly pokerfaced and emotionless and followed the sound. The sight he saw was indeed interesting. A lone strange female was taking out one of his best men in combat with nothing but her fists. He waited patiently for her to finish, trying gauge her ability, then walked right into her line of sight and made direct eye contact.

“I think I should be the one asking the questions, considering you’re the one trespassing.” His voice was steady and without any hit of malice, making him sound genuinely curious. “Who exactly are you?”

His arms lay lax at his side, but he was actually posed to strike if this stranger made any aggressive moves, dagger hilt pressing comfortably against his arm.

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He seem intimated or angry… which lead Katelyn to glance around, just to make sure this wasn’t some ambush. A moment that passes, a moment where the horse she suppose to bring back was going to be impossible to do so. Inwardly, she sighed. I really taken quite the detour now. Though Phoenix Drop was on a part of the region she never really visited prior the Jeffory incident, nor really explored until joining up with Aphmau (but considering the stories she heard spun by Laurance, Malachi, and the others, this was rather common occurrence). But surely the bandit problem wasn’t as bad as it was now. They gotten cocky, out in the open, thinking they own the place and expecting no retaliation. “Trespassing? I didn’t know this land was owned to anyone particular,” she scoffed, waving her the dagger in his general direction, “Unless you’re referring to these heathens laying about.” Nudging the bandit at her feet to roll over, she tsk’d at the sight. She paused, giving the man another once over; nothing about him screamed he’ll attack her but she still stood on guard, “Where are my manners. I am Katelyn and I’m looking for a horse I need to return soon. Have you seen any run by any chance?”

[a-tralled-faith]

Trall stood completely still, unphased by what the blue haired-woman had said. No one truly owned land, they just find an area and set up villages there, just like how the bandits had in this area, but he decided not to bring this up to the lady in this situation, he’d doubt she’d even agree since she saw them as ‘heathens’.

“No, I don’t believe I’ve seen any horse in this area, though I doubt if one did lose a horse here, there’d be much luck of finding it.”

He started moving now, pacing around her and examining her features. She was very muscular, no wonder she could take down even the strongest bandit unarmed. Physical combat would not be very useful in this situation, but he believed that about every situation. He stopped in front of her to face her, entering a more formal stance.

“Maybe I can strike you a deal, I’ve lived in this forest for almost my entire life, if anyone could find your horse, it would be me. In return, you leave my camp alone and not tell anyone where we are, I can’t promise the safety of the guards who may come for us.” He proposed, extending a hand towards the woman. The deal was pretty heavily one sided, but he didn’t really have anything to sweeten the pot, he’d just have to hope she wanted this over with without anymore trouble. 

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Katelyn… well, she was one to always bring back what she borrowed. Not only did losing things were pesky thing that brought much unneeded guilt (especially as of the late…), but the distrust that it brought along.

She gritted her teeth, her stance tensed, ready to move out of the way and run if need be. The man didn’t seem threatening, apprehension clear with the way he moves but… since the Michi incident, she learned to not underestimate even the harmless looking person. Bad things come when her guard was lowered, afterall.

So she let the man talk, gripping the dagger despite lowering her hand. He told her the chances of finding the horse was unlikely… she sighed inwardly, agreeing in silence. The horse gone off somewhere, only Irene knew where exactly. And this man of questionable character offers her a deal, a clearly unfair deal on his end. She was suspicious, she wanted to turn down the help…. but…

“Fine,” she said, her eyes narrowing at his offered hand before taking in with a small shake, “It’s a light brown and white mare, and she’s a bit skittish when it comes to strangers. If you do find it, and since you’re from around this area, bring it to the gates of Meteli and leave it there. In return, I’ll forget this place and this entire incident.” She let a smug smirk slip, rubbing the back of her neck as she shook her head, “But a word of advice; with how your men are, I recommend looking into ones who are proficient in hand to hand. Depending on the sword… while common, puts them at a significant disadvantage.”

She tossed the blade aside, into the bushes as she turned on the heels of her feet. She started to walk away, mumbling to herself, “At least I gotten a bit of a warm up.”

[a-tralled-faith]

Trall tensed up more as she gripped his hand, but allowed himself to ease up once she accepted his deal and let go. He didn’t have much confirmation she would keep it, but her type of people were bound by some strange kind of honour that although he’s made a habit of using it to his advantage, he respected.

He listened intently to the details, the ones that may save the confidentiality of his camp, and nodded in confirmation when she finished. White was a pretty stand out colour in the greens, browns, and blacks of the forest. He looked up at the sky to locate the position of the sun before answering the blue haired woman.

“If it’s not at the gates by sunset, then you can forget about it, it’ll be a lost cause by then.”

He strengthened his poker face at the last thing she mentioned and he bent down beside the unconscious man, identifying him as one of his more reckless bandits, Reggie, he knew all of the more permanent residents by name, people preferred to be called by name.

“Yes, well, loyalty is more the characteristic I look for in my people.”

Reggie’s build was twice the size of his own, and he made a mental note to inform some of his other bandits to carry the man back.

He waited for her to leave, and a bit after, before silently sprinting back to his own camp, recalling the fact that he knew a man who used to be a game tracker that had his own little camp in the forest, hopefully he would be able to assist him in this endeavour.

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“Yes, well, loyalty is more the characteristic I look for in my people.”

As she departed from the clearing and headed towards New Meteli, those words puzzled her slightly. With the wicked, power always was the first to be treasured not loyalty; she has learned such from Zane and other people within the past. But this man is smarter than he looks, and if it weren't for her sour mood, she'd mention it was refreshing to see loyalty take priority.

Afterall, nothing makes power crumble faster than betrayal and mutiny from their so-called allies.

She glanced to the sky. Sunset. Cracking her knuckles, she gave silent prayers that the man fulfils his end of the bargain.

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Ears may have been shot out by Cadenza excited screaming but at the end, she agreed to come back to Phoenix Drop for a day. Katelyn suggested departing in the morning, but she brushed it off, with "I may be lord but I'm not delicate and grew up in these forest. If we make haste, we'll be fine."

Famous last words, she thought dryly. Thankful, one of her guards talked the fiery haired woman into staying until the morning, mentioning how she could begin work here and travel back with a finished wedding gown. Handing off the measurements of Emmalyn ("She's so small!" "Well the bookish type tend to be, no?"), Katelyn was free to wander the village. Avoiding the other guards, she kept close the the entrance of Meteli, waiting for the horse to appear as if by magic as the sun edged closer and closer into the horizon.

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[This Blog follows…] This headcanon that Travis has tattoos and scars(and freckles) on his back is applied to my responses and drawings, heads up to anyone who is unaware.

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I have a huge headcanon of Travis with a tongue piercing or lip ring. What do you think of that headcanon

((OOC: Omg I approve so hard oh my god yes a single lip piercing on the right of his lip and he always plays with it when he’s bored and he loves when someone tugs on it when he’s kissing (Katelyncough) someone omg thank u Anon I accept))

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((katelyn: *coughs*iapproveofthis*coughs*))

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NOTICE || OOC

[undercovermcdfan]

I blame @sherlockianhero for my new found obsession of Aarmau, like everybody please, please check out their fanart (not that they need the shout out but still).

Next up, is my other ship obsession, Travlyn. Like this ship is so cracky, I don’t believe they interact much but honestly? I do not give a fly fadoodle.

All characters belong to @aphmau

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save him

[undercovermcdfan]

I blame @sherlockianhero for my new found obsession of Aarmau, like everybody please, please check out their fanart (not that they need the shout out but still).

Next up, is my other ship obsession, Travlyn. Like this ship is so cracky, I don’t believe they interact much but honestly? I do not give a fly fadoodle.

All characters belong to @aphmau