[platonic! RE8 X selectively mute! child! reader] [part 1 of "Beneath the Goats Mask"] The red haired woman was scared, alone and slowly freezing to death. She thought about how she should have listened to her sister when she said that it was going to be cold outside to hunt, but she didn't listen to her warnings and sneaked out of the castle, wanting to prove to[ her family that she can take care of herself. Scared and cold, her family nowhere near to help her, Daniel Dimitrescu could feel her eyes growing heavy, not noticing a child singing in the far distance, a goat mask on their face. Started: 5/7/2024 Ended: ONGOING!!! Updates: once a month.

(DISCLAIMER: All characters and music in this fanfiction belong to Keath/Yaelokre, I highly suggest checking out their socials and music as their characters and music are absolutely amazing! Also I will be using my own head canons for this Fanfiction since not much is known about the characters and it's to spice it up a bit. There will be NO smut, as these are children. But there will be heavy angst, don't worry there will be trigger warnings at the beginning of the chapters when needed. With that being said Please Enjoy!) A story about a two children...One who hid to be heard...And another who ran to be remembered. This is the 'story' of Cole and Clementine.

The Lark have idolized the Harkers for years through song, but when a new form of worship is asked of them, they will oblige with body and soul. NOTE: This AU draws on the darker, mystical themes found in Hayfields, with ample artistic liberties taken, and was written purely with the aim to titillate and entertain. The characters of the Lark have been assigned male or female genders, as well as aged up to maturity, for plot-related reasons. Do not continue reading if you are uncomfortable with any of this.