Bannerfall
ummm bannerfall things
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For a brief moment, the quiet patrol felt less ordinary—like the night itself was waiting for something to happen.
As Nom turned his gaze away from the quiet streets, a sudden sound tore through the stillness of the night.
A scream.
It was sharp and raw, echoing out from the direction of the mage’s hidden house and cutting through the calm like a blade. The wind seemed to falter for a moment, the rustling leaves falling quiet as the sound carried across the moonlit courtyard.
Nom stopped instantly.
The scream wasn’t one of anger or battle. It was the kind that came from deep panic—the kind dragged out of someone who had just been ripped from a terrible dream. The kind that left the air trembling long after it faded.
His eyes snapped back toward the house, now feeling far less peaceful than it had moments before. The shadows around it looked deeper, heavier, as if the night itself had drawn closer.
And Nom knew exactly whose voice it was.
Scott’s.
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" Scott leans so that he's all Nom can really see, leaning over the other while holding him before he continues to speak, 'Neither of us can change the past, but we can keep living in hope to inspire that growth from the world around us. You have done so much for the kingdom Nom, so much for me. My life is good because I met The Nominal Gravy of Blue Kingdom'
Words fail Nom as he stares at Scott, he was too kind, way too patient and caring with Nom. What could someone as horrible as himself done to deserve someone as amazing as Scott?
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A very tired Nom and Scott sit together in a grassy field, speaking about everything and nothing before a Nom decides maybe he can be a little selfish
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14 Apr 2026
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"Scott seems to follow his eyes, flushing when at the realization. Just when Nom expects a very nice but firm rejection Scott leans forward. Looking at him with a nervous smile and unsure eyes.
Nom's hand reaches up to cup one of Scotts that holds his facing, leaning into the touch and returning Scott's gaze with an equally as shy smile.
The brunette can't help when his breath catches in his throat as Scott leans down, their lips barely an inch away. One move and he could-
The sound of footsteps and a branch snapping in the forest towards their right. Both men's heads snap in that direction as they sit up. Nom is the first to stand, positioning himself between Scott and the noise, hand on his sword."
noooooooooo we were so closeeee
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"They were wrong."
Now, something darker has fallen upon the land of Bannerfall.
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“What do we do now?”
“I might…” Nom was quiet up until now, “I might have an idea.”
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Two Bannerfall members make a sacrifice to protect everyone they care about.
Or:
The Creaking King and his Heart
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14 Apr 2026
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The Creaking King and his Heart
Nom and Scott
Both are each others hearts
(this is not as poetic as I thought it would sound lol) (-_-)
so cute!
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He hated that the honesty actually hurt more than the jab. High and fucking mighty aren’t we? Nom did not like the tone his thoughts took, the way he could feel himself slipping already. He needed to get a fucking grip, he’s the one who started it anyways!
“How’ve you been? I know we haven’t seen each other much.” Scott looked at him carefully, but not critically. It felt dissonant with everything else.
Who’s fault is that?
“Fine. I suppose like you, not bad but not great. Just making it work for the moment.”
Scott’s eyes went flinty for a moment before flickering with pain.
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14 Apr 2026
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arguments suck
so do reconciliations - they are awkward
i get you, nom
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Eating resin wasn't a bad choice, but it certainly wasn't a comfortable one. The effects of his sickness are completely gone, and Nom feels stronger than ever.
Scott, however, sees the side effects. He gets more than a little concerned, and drags Nom into the well and forces him to relax for once.
It's the first time in years that Nom has taken off his armor for any reason other than to clean it, and he starts to realize just how often Scott touches him. Little touches. Fleeting. Ephemeral.
He starts to get a little more comfortable with affection.
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14 Apr 2026
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this is so cute, but also like they're so doomed and everyone knows it