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Winter adventures with the farmer girl by Ronni_raine
Fandoms: Fields of Mistria (Video Game)
22 Nov 2024
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“What the—” he hissed, feeling the wet cold seep into his skin as his mind finally registered the icy bite of the morning. He descended the steps carefully, each step reminding him he was barefoot in the middle of a snow-covered yard. Squinting over the wooden fence, he finally spotted a figure bundled up in a hat with a large pom-pom on top. They were bent over, struggling to pry a stubborn lump of snow off the ground with a shovel.
Grinding his teeth, March called out, “Hey, kid! Go make snowmen somewhere else—it’s 6 a.m.!” The figure stopped mid-shovel and turned around, and March's annoyance melted into a groan of disbelief as he recognized her. Shanni, breathless from exertion, stared back at him, her cheeks flushed from the cold.
"You’ve got to be kidding me," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
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The Sleeping Dragon Transforms *SPOILERS* by Ronni_raine
Fandoms: Fields of Mistria (Video Game)
29 Sep 2024
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This is spoilers for whoever does not want to know about Caldarus's transformation. DO NOT READ!!! This is my fanfic of what his transformation will look like and how the game will proceed afterwards.
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Caldarus smiles gently, his thumb tracing small circles on her skin, she feels a warming sensation on her back as if he is drawing some kind of symbols on her skin with magic. “The next step is more personal, more intimate. It involves a deeper merging of our essences, but it’s also a test of sorts—a test of trust, strength, and compatibility.” He pauses, his gaze searching hers. “It’s a process where our very souls will intertwine, allowing us to share not just our thoughts and emotions, but our deepest desires, fears, and memories.”
Shanni’s breath catches at his words, her heart pounding in her chest. “That sounds… intense,” she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. She can feel the weight of what he’s saying, the magnitude of what they’re about to undertake. “How does it work?”
Caldarus’s expression becomes more serious, his eyes darkening with the gravity of the ritual he’s about to describe. “It’s called the Draconic Union,” he says, his voice filled with a reverence that makes her shiver. “It’s an ancient rite, a sacred merging that requires both of us to open ourselves completely, to lay bare every part of who we are to each other.”
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His words were cut short by the door to the inn slamming open, and his heart sank.
It had to be Shanni.
She was the last person he wanted to see him in his current state—clad in an absurdly small white apron and a ridiculous chef’s hat that Reina had insisted was mandatory. His face flushed as Shanni strode in, eyes bright with excitement, carrying a basket overflowing with fresh crabs, salmon, and eggs.
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"Hey!" Shanni protested, but March ignored her.
"To answer your question, my older bro challenged me, and the winner gets to relax while the loser does all the order work for a week, with no help," March explained, handing her his cup of hot chocolate and his ever-present hammer. Without a backward glance, he strolled over to the bull, his muscles rippling under his shirt. Olric clapped him on the back as he passed, wishing him bad luck.
"Like that will hold you back from working, Blacksmith!" Shanni shouted, taunting him.
March chuckled, the sound deep and rich. Shanni's eyes widened as he casually stripped off his shirt, revealing a lean, muscular torso. Her breath caught in her throat as he hopped onto the bull, the movement smooth and effortless. She couldn't take her eyes off him. His face lit up with excitement, muscles straining to hold on as the bull bucked beneath him. The sun beat down on his skin, highlighting the sweat glistening on his chest. One hand gripped the saddle while the other clutched her stolen cowboy hat, the veins in his arms standing out from the effort.