Oh no. Not this, not now. You are the last word-bound world I needed to wake from dreaming. Why do I even bother trying to shrug off the quicksilver jolt, the scorching down my spine. You lost too much in the years I turned away; you know all it takes is showing me the cost.
I’ll try my best to tell it in glimpses, in snatches. It will not be the same. I was dying when I gave you that last labored push, all my nights as I spiraled into the sickness, that weary, pain-spiked haze.
(But there’s a catch, isn’t there. I lived.)
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Prompt 234
More of the Tiamat Au? More of the Tiamat Au!
Sharing a body was strange. Ten limbs split between the nine of them- thirteen if one counted the tails and seventeen if one counted the fact that their cloak… skirt… whatever could mimic the wings of their other form.
One which they would change back to after a few moments- there was much less stumbling when it was all fours. Not to mention that if not for the tails they’d have easily toppled over with how many arms they had making them slightly top heavy. Okay more than slightly, it was taking a bit to adjust.
Honestly the fields of wheat and other crops did nothing to hide them with how tall even this body was, but it was still better than nothing, and they were using the fact it was the middle of nowhere to their shared advantage.
At least the humanoid- not human, even now their shared power thrummed through the air, leaking from them- form was smaller than their true draconic one. Well, perhaps they shouldn’t call it their true form, when they were once all human, halfa and liminal alike, but they’d long since stopped being such. So perhaps it was in fact true to call the form they had become as their normal state now.
Actually, could they even separate now? Or had their power melded together so much that it was impossible now, and an attempt would end them? It would at the very least crack their core-
“What the fuck.”
Their head lurched, a little too far if the jolt of pain was anything before it melted away. They were all too used to moving their own necks separately. But all of them agreed that discovery could not happen-
Oh.
It was a child. A preteen with red-orange hair, blue-green eyes, expensive clothing, and most damming of all, large swaths of bruising across his arms. Bruising that did not come from usual play, and looked far too much like hand prints for any of their comfort.
Someone had very much not been taking care of this child. And that really made them quite angry.
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this was the shot that sent me over the edge, i was holding it together through dick, the exorcism, everything, but when i saw JEAN PIERRE AND TWINKLETITS WITH CHARLES i fucking LOST it
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I completed the towers on Normal and felt So Good, then I started the Master King’s Trial and felt So Bad
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not to make everything about buddie but we’re seeing buck go on a date, discover his sexuality, and somehow eddie is so involved in it all? we know from the stills that there are a ton of buddie scenes this episode, we know he (loudly) interrupts buck and tommy’s date.. last episode was about buck liking tommy but for 90% of it all he was obsessing over eddie instead. if you’re trying to introduce other ships and lead your watchers away from buddie, then why are they so involved with each other all the time? because they’re soulmates, exactlyyyyy.
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Not my group member sending me a “oh yeah by the way” text to let me know he forgot to tell me he has a driving test at the exact same time as the presentation and that he won’t be able to attend the presentation but he wishes me and the one other member who just popped up last week after multiple emails since November showed up, “all the best on the presentation” and that I should let him know how it went…
driving tests are booked weeks in advance in London so you knew the whole time you weren’t going to present…
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