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So when you’re near me, darling can you hear me?

Summary:

A blooming friendship forms between a shy shopkeeper and an outgoing faun when the half-goat decides that they now work at the poor elf’s shop.

Notes:

Hi there! This work features OCs of everyone that wants to be in it, but the main characters are:

Aubry: She/They. Shy, introverted shopkeeper that may need some time to warm up to their new employee. No worries, she’s very nice!

Satyr: They/it. Outgoing, extroverted, loud little faun with too much energy and no filter. Has taken a liking to Aubry after seeing them in the forest collecting mushrooms for a shop and desperately wants to connect to the elf.

 

Aubry and satyr have no canon age but they look young.

If you want your OC to be featured here (so I don’t have to make up characters LOLOLOL but I’d love to incorporate others ideas into this shitty little work because everyone is so creative AAA), leave a comment with your request!
Please note:
I can’t make a gazillion plots and storylines for each OC no matter how much I’d love to
I might ship your OC with someone else’s if I feel it fits the storyline. If you absolutely do not want me to do this, just say so.
Your OC might be killed.
Your OC might not be perfectly in character if i don’t have enough details.
If I feel your OC doesn’t fit within the universe, I might not add it.
Any boundaries you put will be respected but I can’t magically conjure what you do or don’t like so please put them there!

Chapter 1: TEASER! Chaos and job applications

Chapter Text

“Aubry! Aubry!”

The loud, cheery voice of that faun could be heard. Who else could it be? Their hooves clicking against the pavement as they loudly stumbled into her shop, almost knocking over a rack of potions.

The faun smells of mud and rainwater, yet somehow, not a speck of dirt can be seen. Well, as long as their dirt doesn’t interfere with her shop.

Annoyed, Aubry wants to send them out. But who knows, they might actually buy something this time. Besides, the shop would get a bad reputation if she snapped at customers, so they just have to deal with it until the faun goes away by itself.

 

“Hi there! Is there anything I can help you with?”

They smile politely, looking at the faun who is standing in her shop with a shit eating grin and two hands behind its back.

“You sell, with other stuff, mushrooms, right?”

“I do.”

“And you have to go out and look for them, right?”

“Every day.”

“And that takes up a lot of time. Right???”

“It- Well, I guess it depends on the season. And on how many I can find.”

“So you’re a cool, but very busy elf with a lot to do who has to go out to the forest every day to find mushrooms.”

“I- I wouldn’t phrase it like that, but if you insist..”

“And IM (the faun gestures dramatically at their own chest) a creature that lives in the forest and has nothing to do all day.”

“So… what does that have to do with anything?”

The faun looks hurt, their big brown eyes staring at Aubry from under the outgrown hair (or fur?) covering their head. They step closer, putting their hands on the counter and leaning in her direction.

“I could go looking for mushrooms for you, dummy!”

 

They are confused. They’ve seen the faun a lot, it comes to her shop everyday and does absolutely nothing but yap to her for a few hours, but a partnership? With this loud, hyperactive, cheerful mess of a goat?

“I don’t even know your name…”

“It’s satyr, silly!”

“Ah.. thanks? Well, I appreciate your offer, but-“

“But what?”

“I don’t have the funds to pay an employee..”

“I don’t want your weird circle stuff. I just want something to do!”

“You mean money?”

“Whatever gets you going, mate.”

Aubry splutters.
“Excuse me?”

“What?”

“You-“

“I?”

[Sigh] “Nevermind.”

“So? Can I collect mushrooms for you?”

“I mean, I wouldn’t mind, but you can’t work without me paying you.”

“Why not?”

“Because.. it’s illegal.”

“Then you pay me, and I buy something from your shop and you’ll have the money back!”

“Id need to get that money first before I can pay you with it.”

“Geez, creative much. Party pooper.”

Satyr pouts, kicking their leg and almost knocking over another shelf with their hoof.

“Fine! I’ll figure something out, okay? Just don’t break anything, please..”

“Yayy!”

“I’m so gonna regret this..”
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(Imagine cool outro music)