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snows-2am-thoughts · 7 months

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PM and ADA deal Theory

Hey guys, friendly reminder that Mori is likely still gonna ask for someone from the ADA to join the PM. It honestly hurts my soul to think that the ADA will lose someone this soon after all the shit in this arc went down but Mori isn’t one to care about that kind of stuff.

SEASON FIVE SPOILERS

This is about 1.7k words so be warned

I know a lot of people are sold on the theory that it’ll probably be Tanizaki since Asagiri is big on foreshadowing and Tanizaki does have a homicidal side but I don’t think he’d let himself be put in a position to where his sister might be in danger or get a target on her back. He’d probably run away or kill the people in question before that happened. Not to mention since his run in with Akutagawa and the black lizard that he sort of hates most if not all of the mafia members. He was so ready to go to war with the PM to defend the agency and someone like this would be super hard to control, deal with the ADA or not.

Mori isn’t stupid, in fact he’s very calculating and very cunning and who are his biggest obsessions? He’s always so focused on Dazai and Yosano but both of these are off limits in his eyes. Yosano is off limits because of the terms of the deal with Fukuzawa and Dazai is off because Mori wants him to come back on his own. Now we have Kyouka, Atsushi, Kenji, Ranpo and Kunikida left to choose from.

Kunikida is off the table I think because he’s a child bombing away from just completely breaking. There is a part of me that believes Mori could pick Kunikida solely to break him and watch Fukuzawa and Dazai suffer but Mori is also the type of boss that doesn’t want to waste powerful allies if he doesn’t need to. I mean, he’s literally letting Tachihara choose his loyalties, he’ll probably still get punished severely but Mori isn’t one to just waste men unless it’s for good reason or worth the risks. Also Kunikida is Fukuzawa’s successor and something tells me that Mori doesn’t wanna deal with the strict moral types.

Ranpo is definitely off the table. Fukuzawa would go batshit if Mori picked him. He just lost his childhood best friend. Do you think he’s gonna let Mori take his son next? No he will not. Also Ranpo would blatantly refuse to work with him. He’s smart enough to survive but Ranpo is disinterested in most things and Fukuzawa is really the only one who can make him do something. I don’t think Mori would want to deal with that either.

Now we have Atsushi, Kenji and Kyouka. Mori usually chooses children to take under his wing because they’re easy to manipulate and easy to mold into his ideal subordinates. However Kyouka was already in the mafia once and Kouyou even used up her slight favor with Mori to let her leave the mafia with no consequences. I don’t think he’d want to deal with the hassle of internal conflict since Kouyou would be pissed if he took Kyouka away from the light that she enjoys so much. However much Kouyou wants to deny that she can’t help Kyouka anymore, she’s only human and she’s very much attached to the Kyouka who shares a similar past and ability.

Kenji’s situation is kind of hard to determine. As stated, Mori does prefer to mold and manipulate children rather than adults but Kenji is kind of an oddity among humans. Not because of his ability but because of his personality. He’s very much a “you fuck around and find out” type of guy is willing to believe the best in people despite what they may do or have done. I don’t see many reasons why Mori wouldn’t choose him other than there are better options than Kenji. Sure Kenji is super powerful with a very useful gift but there are other members that would fit his goals better.

Now Atsushi, he’s the biggest contender for the mafia recruit in my mind for a few reasons. Now we saw in the series that there were gonna be three main villains (The Guild, the Decay of Angels and the Order of the Clock Tower) and now we have finished out with two of them. This means that we’re possibly getting into the last major arc or two of the main plot of the story and there are still so many unanswered questions about Atsushi.

Atsushi was deemed the envy of all ability users by Fyodor which was why Shibusawa originally held an interest in him. My question is why Fyodor was interested enough in Atsushi to know of him and what is their connection that Fyodor was even able to know of him. Fyodor is a genius but the orphanage headmaster said that he was a randomly dumped toddler and he lived most of his life in a cage in the orphanage. This in itself is fishy but I’ll get to that in a second. Moreover, Atsushi’s ability seems like it just resists almost all other abilities with the ability to cut through space itself and high regeneration abilities that causes most wounds to go away instantly when he’s in his full tiger form, most other abilities don’t affect him when he’s fully a tiger.

Who is called the most powerful ability user? Natsume is, and he is able to turn into a cat. Seeing the pattern here? When did the headmaster die? When he was trying to find Atsushi and talk to him again. It’s very suspicious timing and I wholeheartedly believe that he was silenced by someone who didn’t want Atsushi knowing something important about himself. And then we have the seven billion bounty that was put on his head because of his ability. I don’t think that it’s a coincidence that Fitzgerald, who wanted to find The Book, wanted the tiger so badly that he was willing to spend that much.

Asagiri is a beast at foreshadowing and he doesn’t do anything for kicks, all of his moves are deliberate. There is something about Atsushi that we’re missing and I’m willing to bet that Mori, who was going to accept the bounty, wants to know what it is as much as we do. Atsushi’s strange ability, the holes in his past from before the orphanage, Fyodor and Shibusawa’s interest in him, his correlation to Natsume, his probable connections to locating the book and the fact that Dazai was coincidentally there to save him when he came to Yokohama? Yeah, there’s definitely something up with Atsushi and the poor kid doesn’t even realize it.

So yes, I do think that Mori either a) wants to figure out Atsushi’s situation in relation to everything or b) he knows something and wants to exploit it out of him. My second point is that Mori wants to break Dazai down and build him up as the perfect PM boss. Mori is someone who manipulates and breaks from the sidelines then watches conflict and in the aftermath, glues the pieces of what once was back together in a collage of his own liking. He knows he can’t beat Dazai but he can make him suffer. Who is Dazai the closest to at the agency? Atsushi.

Dazai always says, “Atsushi and the others” while making sure Atsushi makes it out alive in any situation that he is in. Dazai has a big soft spot for Atsushi, the kid he took in as a mentor and the kid who wholeheartedly believes without any hesitation that he is a good person. He brought his own chair and made a home in Dazai’s heart without his permission. Atsushi knows he was in the PM, knows he’s the reason for a lot of Akutagwa’s issues, knows about some of the atrocities he’s committed but still smiles genuinely at him. Of course he doesn’t know everything but Atsushi is probably Dazai’s biggest apologist (It’s not Akutagawa but that's for a different post). Atsushi is the personification of Oda’s last wish to Dazai and Mori definitely knows that he can hurt Dazai by hurting his beloved mentee.

Mori is also very aware of the new generation of soukoku. If he’s able to wrangle and manage Akutagawa (he’s alive shut up) a little more because Atsushi is his partner then all the more reason to choose him. Atsushi covers all the bases, a mysterious power that could make his organization that much more untouchable, mess with Dazai, mess with the agency and manage his own employees better. It doesn’t help that Atsushi’s mental state isn’t the best. He’s not a kid but he’s traumatized and doesn’t have the same development other 18 year olds do, and that can be just as easily to manipulate as a child. It would be difficult because Atsushi genuinely believes in Dazai with everything he is but every person is able to break and Mori is especially good at that.

I know that Fukuzawa’s ability is the reason we don’t see any more late night weretiger situations but Atsushi has so much more control now than when he did at the beginning of the series. It’s also very much possible that Mori is looking for a degree of uncontrollable tiger to help him with his goals. It’s also been confirmed that pain can manage his transformations as seen with his collar in BSD BEAST.

It also doesn’t help that Asagiri tends to go through the trauma route to have his characters develop and experiencing the “darkside” of Yokohama just may be what he thinks Atsushi needs to develop more.

So yeah, I think Mori may choose Atsushi as the new PM member but don’t quote me on this if I’m wrong, it’ll be embarrassing. They also may just throw this plotline out the window since both sides suffered this past arc, they may find it illogical to go through with the deal when the truce between the PM and ADA is still sensitive but I doubt it. Mori isn’t one to care for those things.

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aphrodisiac-siren · 1 year

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Coffee and Cigarettes~

Modern!Aemond X Reader

Summary: When Aemond's date doesn’t go as planned, one of his feisty classmates comes to his aid and manages to catch his eye, and not by her beauty, but mostly by her bold personality.

~my wifey @its-actually-minicika helped with the plot points and she gets loads of kissies for it mwaahh~

Also I'm sorry I went on a small break oops maybe the next chapter will be spicy?👀

Part 1, Part 2

Part 3

"What do you mean you don't see it?"

Aemond scrunched his nose as Y/N brought her hands up to cup his face, squishing his cheeks as she tiled his face to the side for Aegon to see as if his own brother hadn’t any memory of what he looked like.

"Tell me he doesn’t look like Alucard" she asked the older boy, still holding Aemond's face while he tried to wiggle out of her grasp. He wrapped his larger hand around her smaller wrists and she obliged and let go of his reddening face but let her hands drop onto his lap; a subtle gesture that didn’t go unnoticed by Aemond.

"That vampire dude from Castlevania?" Aegon asked as he cocked a brow "I mean I would say yes, when my twat of a brother had his hair all grown out. But I still find it offensive you'd compare this monkey to him"

Aemond only rolled his eye, not too keen on arguing with his brother of all people, but Y/N was quick to respond.

"That's so mean, Aemond is hot"

Aegon chortled at this while Aemond gave her a sly smile, as if he didn’t believe a single word from the sentence that left her lips. And even though she sounded genuine, there was no fucking way she believed what she herself uttered.

Flattery at its finest, he thought.

He picked up his book once again, the one he had been reading before the entire debate of him and Alucard being lookalikes commenced. It was this old book he'd found in a bookstore, dusty and on the 'sale' rack and he wondered how anyone could pass by a book like this one and not want to pick it up and glance through it.

"Put that book down will you?" Aegon rolled his eyes from behind the kitchen counter as he fixed himself a cup of coffee "your obsession with dragons is getting weird now"

"I'm not obsessed" Aemond nonchalantly replied, not bothering to look up from the pages that bore the most interesting information in his opinion. He was well aware his boyish fancy with the mythical creatures would come across as odd and childish to most people but he didn’t really care much about Aegon's opinion and in the few weeks that he'd spent with Y/N, he came to a conclusion that she was not really one to judge someone for things as such.

Either she was too nice or just didn’t care.

"Dragons huh" She leaned closer and Aemond was expecting for her glance into the book but she instead rested her head in his lap as she examined the cover of the book he held from underneath "what's your favourite kind?"

"Oh god, don’t tell me you’re just as much of a nerd as he is" Aegon called out and Y/N simply rolled her eyes in response as she flipped him off to which Aegon responded to by sticking out his tongue "they're all the same. Large lizards with wings"

"Not exactly" Both Aemond and Y/N said at the same time and while the younger Targaryen brother took a moment to ponder over their perfectly synchronised response, Y/N continued to talk, as if their chorus of an answer did not fascinate her.

"There are European dragons, wyverns and Asian dragons" she spoke aloud as she traced the cover of the book, hoping that Aemond had a good grip on the book or else it would fall right onto her face "each one differs from the next. Did you know that-"

Aegon let out a dramatic groan as he plugged his ears shut like a child throwing a tantrum.

"You like dragons?" Aemond asked even though the answer was pretty obvious. He just never thought she of all people would be interested in something like this that most would term as nerdy.

"Duh" Y/N replied, now rather eager and enthusiastic about the conversation taking place "I had this one book when I was a kid by Earnest Drake and-"

"Not another word or I'll change my opinion of you being one of the cool kids"

"I am, regardless of what you say" the girl instantly retorted "dragons are pretty cool"

Aemond grinned at this, as if it was a compliment directed straight at him and not the bloody dragons that he was reading about. Furthermore, he was rather impressed and surprised in equal measure, that she of all people would have any remote knowledge about dragons.

The boy all of a sudden felt himself smiling even wider and he wanted more than anything to go on a whole-ass rant but he kept his composure so as to not frighten her off with his enthusiasm for the winged beasts.

He simply shut the book, after placing his bookmark amidst the pages, and gently booped her nosed with the spine of the book.

"Hey" Y/N giggled as she scrunched her nose, fondly looking up at the boy who was gazing down at her with the same level of fondness "what was that for"

"I didn’t do anything" Aemond snidely said as he shrugged, leaning slightly to his right to keep the book back onto the little table by the couch.

All of a sudden he couldn’t care any less about the book. He was far more curious to figure out the pretty girl who's head rested in his lap. What other interests did she have? Did she like literature too? Would she find ancient languages fascinating? Did she like Aemond? What would her lipgloss taste like? Would she moan or whimper if he-

What-

Aemond's eye widened at his own thoughts. Why the fuck would he even think of-

Stop it Aemond, He scolded himself inwardly she's your friend.

"What" she asked again with a smile as she looked up at Aemond who had momentarily zoned out and then tried to play it off by clearing his throat in a completely not-an-awkward way.

"I mh- nothing, just zoned out" Aemond said in his monotone voice that Y/N was slowly starting to find adorable rather than daunting.

"Just zoned out" she repeated and for a moment Aemond was willing to bet she had read his thoughts despite how ridiculous and impossible the probability of that happening was.

To his contentment, all she did was hum and get comfortable in his lap.

"Movie?" she asked aloud and Aegon shot her a thumbs up as Aemond nodded in agreement.

The silence that accompanied them as they scrolled through Netflix lasted only about a few seconds before each one tried to argue and pick the film they liked best. It was like a classroom full of toddlers who had gotten into a heated debate over who their favourite superhero was.

"We're not watching some shitty ass rom-com" Aegon blew a raspberry "we're going to watch a class-A horror movie"

"Absolutely not" Y/N snapped "you didn’t even hear me out to see which movie I picked"

"I think Hacksaw Ridge is the best pick" Aemond snatched the remote before Y/N could, which resulted in the girl pouting just to see if it would make Aemond submit to her.

It didn’t.

"Nice try" He chuckled which then only made the girl more irritable. She continued to stare at him, her gaze almost burning into his soul as she inched closer and closer until her chest was borderline pressed against his, her nose barely touching his and Aemond knew for a fact that one little move and her lips would collide into his and judging by the mischievous smirk dancing on her lips, she was well aware of it as well.

His heart almost leaped out of his chest when he felt her brush her bottom lip against his own and for those few milliseconds his brain short-circuited. He was about to have a full-blown heart attack but she pulled back and waved the remote proudly in his face that he was holding on to only a few moments ago; which he had absolutely no idea of when she snatched it out of his grasp.

Aemond heard his brother mumble an 'ew' under his breath but he decided not to comment nor give either of them a reaction even though his heart was beating faster. When she turned around to continue her argument with Aegon about the movie, Aemond discreetly swiped his tongue over his bottom lip- right where she'd brushed her own lips.

He softly hummed to himself when he tasted the faintest hint of her cherry lipgloss that she'd left behind in those few seconds of contact and he had to once again scold himself when he caught his brain thinking about wanting to taste more of it.

In the end, Aegon agreed to watch Y/N's choice of movie after they'd watched the horror movie he'd suggested.

Not having any more energy to argue, Y/N and Aemond just agreed.

"Don't worry Aems" she whispered into his ear as they got comfortable under the blankets on the couch "we both can watch your movie after Aeg drifts off to sleep. Or maybe spend the rest of the night in a different way, if you know what I mean"

Aemond's cheeks turned red and he was thankful that the lights were turned off. Y/N didn’t bother waiting for an answer nor did she bother clarifying if she was joking or being serious.

"Cig?" Aegon asked Aemond as he picked one from the pack for himself. The younger brother swiftly took the lone cig from his hand and then the pack which made Aegon sit upright in retaliation "yo what the fu-"

"Not right now" Aemond said sternly as he placed the cigarettes aside and away from Aegon, shooting his thumb in the direction where Y/N was sitting "she doesn’t like it"

Y/N bit the insides of her cheeks to stop herself from smiling; for some reason, she found the gesture cute.

"Simp" Aegon mumbled.

"Shut up" Aemond snapped.

And just to annoy him, Aegon repeated it again, emphasising the 'p' sound at the end that had Aemond groan and Y/N chuckle at their antics.

The excitement that Y/N had when starting the horror movie quickly died down since the movie Aegon picked did not live upto her expectations. The plot was cliché and the jump scares were poorly executed.

"Remind me why we're watching this again?" she asked as she made a face at the pathetic acting.

"Cause the leading actress is hot" Aegon smirked "nice tits"

Y/N rolled her eyes but then again, she wasn’t really surprised by his answer.

"I was more interested in our talks about those books" she whispered in Aemond's ear, making sure to brush her lips against his hot skin "dragons are pretty fascinating eh? Maybe you can show me yours"

Aemond's eye widened and he immediately turned to face her.

"Books" she said with a straight face, inwardly enjoying his abashed reaction to her cheeky statement "I meant you can show me your books on dragons that you have"

"Right" Aemond cleared his throat, quickly looking away from her and back toward the T.V. screen "books, of course"

Aemond wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what she meant and he knew she wasn’t one to shy away from even doing whatever was on her mind- be it something as innocent as a kiss or something too sinful to even say aloud. The only thing that he found odd was that if he ever found himself in a situation that fell into either of the two categories, he did not seem to mind as long as it was with her.

What caused this sudden change? He couldn’t tell. Perhaps it was her feistiness from that day at the cafe or that underneath all of her ferociousness was a girl who was just as much of a geek as him and didn’t give two fucks about it.

Was he starting to like her? Probably.

Should he allow himself to like her? Probably not.

He was well aware he never had much luck when it came to dating and he wasn’t going to allow himself to get his hopes up only for it all to get shattered right to the ground.

But then again, she barely gave him any reason to feel insecure. That was a good sign, right?

Right?

Taglist: @melsunshine @yentroucnagol @alexa4040 @boofy1998 @rorawinters @fan-goddess @howdoichangemynameto

#aemond targaryen #ewan mitchell #ewan nation #hotd #house of the dragon #hotd fanfic #hotd aemond #aemond x y/n #aemond x reader #aemond

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altschmerzes · 9 months

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so, ferngully the last rainforest, right. insane movie about how deforestation is bad and we gotta protect the environment and all living things matter and should be valued. great message. insane film. also a movie i autism-imprinted on as a child with no access to a tv aside from a portable dvd player and a dvd case. anyways so i haven't seen this movie in a really long time and i just watched it again and i have some observations.

nobody in this movie has nipples. it is incredibly distracting. they got all these little fairies in the woods and none of the boy fairies have shirts and they also don't have nipples. they got the pecs like a dolphin's belly. i found this SO DISTRACTING.

yes he was voicing the personification of pollution and deforestation but also tim curry. listen. i have never been inclined to use this phrase before i don't like it very much i just think it sounds bad but i do have to say there is no other way to put it but tim curry put his whole pussy into voicing hexxus and the result is that the personification of pollution and deforestation in this film can absolutely get it because he DID put that tim curry steez into the role.

hey remember that time that robin williams voiced a cartoon bat who did a whole song and dance number about the evils of animal testing. and it kind of ruled?

there's a biker gang who rides flying beetles. they're not fairies bc they don't have wings. what are they? don't worry about it.

there's a song where the personification of pollution and deforestation sings about how much he loves clearcutting machinery while he puffing on diesel smoke and gasoline and oil and it is literally two minutes of pure sex appeal. i can't explain it. tim curry did not have to go that hard but he did and the result is like. listen. i can't explain it.

this makes the fact that nobody in this film has nipples even weirder. like no we can't have nips on these little shirtless fairy men because that's too horny for our young audience. meanwhile tim curry just poured raw sex appeal into the villain song. the ship has sailed.

remember the time that bigol lizard chases this little man who's been shrunk to fairy size around and sings a song about how he's gonna eat him.

why is his name 'zak.' why did they spell it that way.

robin williams also did the absolute most in his role in this film. like. batty's lines are so... some of them had me in hysterics.

i am obsessed with the ending shot where my man zak here has just had a life-altering experience with the forest fairies and understands that all living things have value including the trees and has vowed to remember this lesson. he walks off with his logging company buddies and is like come on guys. things have gotta change. this is a great ending for this kids' film and i do gotta admire this dumbass's dedication to single-handedly dismantling the logging industry, i, uh, i do also think there are gonna be some, uh, hurdles along the way.

#ferngully #ferngully the last rainforest #idk if anybody remembers this film but #tim curry didn't have to do that #and yet he did gd bless

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quotidianish · 4 months

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“Where’s Winter?” he whispered, nudging Ostrich with his elbow. She sat up and looked around with blurry confusion.

“I don’t know,” she said. “He was here a moment ago.”

Qibli twisted in a frantic circle and spotted a shadow flitting through the pear orchard. He couldn’t shout for Winter lest he alert the whole compound. Qibli groaned internally.

“Stay here,” he whispered to Ostrich. “Stay as hidden as you can. We’ll be right back.”

She nodded, strutting back into the shadows.

Qibli hurried after the Icewing prince and realized that he was aiming for the courtyard, separated from the orchard with a wall. It was enormous, surrounded with buildings and a partial bailey, blocking his view of the inside. The bricks were painted in a turquoise and amber mosaic of snakes and lizards chasing one another endlessly.

Before even seeing where Winter was headed, Qibli knew all too well what he was planning to do. The courtyard was noisy with birds and other pest-like creatures, alongside the distinct growl of a dragon.

Arrrrgh, Winter, you obsessed ninny.

He caught up as Winter was tinkering with the lock of the metal gate. It stretched up to an arch at the doorway, where the mud had begun to crumble, smelling of spoiled food, live pigs, and dates.

“Are you serious?” he said, and Winter jumped a mile, which was almost hilarious enough to make this side excursion worthwhile.

“Shhhhh!” Winter hissed.

“What are you thinking?” Qibli whispered.

“I’m thinking your horrifying grandfather will make this poor dragon into tomorrow’s buffet,” Winter whispered back. “Unless I save it.”

“Right now?” Qibli asked. “In the middle of our own precarious escape?”

“Well, I’m not planning on coming back!” Winter said, tugging on the lock again. “Hey, you’re a street thug. Can you pick this lock for me?”

“An Outclaw is not the same thing as a criminal,” Qibli protested. “Oh, fine, move over.” He studied the lock for a moment, unsheathing his kirpan and inserting it into the mechanism, wiggling it around until he heard a click.

“Now what?” he asked Winter as he nudged at the gate, careful not to open it too wide so the hinges wouldn’t creak. “We shove it in a bag and carry it off into the desert with us? I’m not sure if you’ve noticed this, but dragons aren’t exactly travel-sized.”

“We’ll just let it out,” Winter said, pacing past him into the moonlit quadrangle. “It’s smart enough to fend for itself after that.”

Qibli decided not to point out that it hadn’t been smart enough not to get caught in the first place.

Winter crouched beside a large chain, bound against the beige dragon’s hind leg and anchored into the ground with weights. Despite having thrashed helplessly a moment ago, this time it peered curiously down at them.

“Don’t be afraid,” Winter said softly. He looked around for the small alcohol lamp by the window they’d seen earlier, and carefully reached for its shackle. Upon bringing the flame close to the brass chains, the heat thawed through the metal like snow. They both stepped back and waited.

Slowly, the levitation-esque creature raised its head, tearing its obsidian black eyes from the two humans and towards the night sky. A plume of smoke shot through the air as it flapped its enormous wings once, then twice, then lifting itself off the ground, sending a whirlwind of sand flying into Qibli’s face, before swiftly gliding away to freedom.

#Sorry I CANNOT draw today #Wings of fire #Hwof #wings of fire au #wof au #Based off I think page 122-123 of darkness of dragons #I read a digital copy so that number might be off #wof qibli #wof ostrich #Wof winter #wof fanfic #sort of?#quotidianish

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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so a non-welcome home related ask and i'm sorry if you already answered this before, but what got you into dragons? i'm slowly stalking through your tumblr and i can't help but admire how beautifully and effortlessly you draw the scaley fuckers (/pos) ✨

i've actually never gotten this question, so this is a delight! allow me to Overshare about this

i became interested in dragons at an early age - like, kindergarten / 1st grade age. i don't remember exactly how it started, but i think it was my fascination with dinosaurs, oddly enough? i've loved those guys since some of my earliest memories. it wasn't a big leap from "giant 'lizards' from our past" to 'even bigger mythological 'lizards' from always". the Hobbit and the first Temeraire (im trying to get my hands on the full series now actually) were read to me at this young age too, and the only parts i remember are the big dragon scenes lmao

i do know the ball Really got rolling with the first How To Train Your Dragon movie, which i saw in theaters in 2nd grade. INSTANT obsession with dragons. i'll never forget how it felt to see Toothless for the first time. but in general, i couldn't get enough of em. i made my own dragon manual, i got the Dragonology books, it was the whole enchilada!

then in 5th grade, i stumbled upon the newly released Wings Of Fire: The Dragonet Prophecy book! immediately fell in love with it. and its what pushed me to start actively pursuing art! and also what pushed me into my first online space: ~Deviantart~. i saw all of the amazing art of my favorite dragons and wanted in on it. i can actually pinpoint the main person who's art i loved and found inspiration in: someone named Liighty! i don't remember their user, it's probably changed in the many years since. i loved their stuff and wanted nothing more than to be able to draw like them

long story short, i've been in love with dragons for the majority of my life. HTTYD and WOF have been my biggest inspirations and fuel to the fire, and my first delve into the internet pushed me to start drawing dragons (specifically wof) like my life depended on it. i haven't looked back since!

#and thank you <3 scribbling them does not feel effortless in the least <3 they fight me at every turn <3 #and it has taken me so so long to get where i am in terms of skill. i still have a long ways to go but my fucking god #also i do not Ever mind non-welcome home asks ahaha #this blog isnt technically a WH blog! thats just my main fixation at present #eventually ill chill the fuck out and go back to primarily posting dragons / original creations #eventually....#not anytime soon given that The Update is soon and that'll just rev me the fuck up but yk yk #rambles from the bog #i should dig through all of my old sketchbooks for a trip down memory lane...#i still have my very first one. ive havent thrown a single one away #in fact i should have some of my first wof drawings somewhere round here....#i like archiving my artistic journey #but yeah! httyd dragonology and wof! my historic big three!#i actually own every single one of the wof books (except for the latest) and they have their own shelf #my original copy of the first book is still there. in a plastic bag. bc its been loved to hell and back & half of it is falling off #and its not just books lmao i have so much dragon Stuff #trinkets and plushes and pictures (oh my!)#my room is Decked Out in em #theyre just so neat...#started from the bottom and now im here (so many worldbuilding documents and endless sketch pages. and brainrot)

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demon-princess13 · 3 months

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wrote a draft for session 0 of my next campaign. I always write a little hook/monologue before I have to answer 194747393 questions about the setting, wanted to share it here!!

(edits/criticisms welcome, I only spent like 20 mins on this and there’s bound to be mistakes)

here’s to more of my obsession with Tiamat & Dragons

You step off your boat, onto a coastline decorated with fishermen, the early morning sun enhancing their sunburnt faces. You watch them; fly fishing the coast or preparing their own boats for castoff, enjoying the peace for the moment you allow yourself.

Leaving the captain of the for-hire ship to handle the rest of docking, you step to the sandy shoreline and onto a dirt path cut into the thick woods. A few feet through and a warm scent wafts up to your nostrils; reminding you of street fairs with their roasting meat & endless jugs of brew. Following the smell, you come upon a quaint town with houses of emerald green and gold, seeming to glisten in the sunlight. In one window a pair of large, glowing yellow eyes looks at you curiously before disappearing back into the shadows of the unlit home.

Taking your first glance upwards, you find yourself taken aback by the sight of hundreds of winged creatures in flight above you. So many different colours, sizes, and shapes it’s impossible to focus clearly on any one of them.

In the distance looms a castle, the red of its walls visible even from its resting place atop a mountain. The top of the castle is lost in the clouds, but a weak amber glow shines through them. How tall is it? You can’t be certain.

As you stare, enjoying a sight some only ever dream of- a glob of flaming goo lands just feet in front of you. Your thoughts are interrupted by the burp of a 20ft tall dragon who’s sat, contentedly licking up his flaming sick.

“Sorry about that! This one’s on a new die- oh. I’ve never seen ye before. New to town? No wonder you’re standing there with that stupid look on your face. Follow me, I’ll help ye find some lodgings.” A nearly toothless man grins, jumping off his mount and patting the disgusting creature on the head. “Seems you’ll be needing all the help we can offer” he chuckles, handing you a ration and linking his arm in yours. “Let’s be off then!! To a bed! My names Timny, by the way! Nice to meetcha!”

And so it begins. A new adventure

(( “invitation” story: One day, while sitting at home eating breakfast, a small bird sized lizard flies into your window and perches upon your table; where it drops you a small scroll held together by a golden ribbon. As you grasp the scroll, the tiny dragon puffs into smoke and disappears. The scroll reads as follows: “Tiamats whispers grow louder, and she has been whispering your name. Make your way to the point on the map below, if you hope to change your fate from one of fire.” As you finish reading each word, they disappear into thin plumes of smoke; revealing pieces of a map laid behind the enchantment. A small X marks an island a few days journey away. ))

((If a character chooses not to take part in the trip to the island right away, they find themselves plagued with nightmares of a five headed dragon during their sleeping hours, and nearly silent whispers in their mind during their waking ones. The map will reappear in any bag, closet or cupboard opened until the journey is taken.))

#this is meant to be read aloud! and i always improv some details as i talk #i fucking love dungeons and dragons #best game #me #text post #monologue #what would you build!?!#Timny is reoccurring character in my campaigns #sweet angel old man #just wants to help ya out #and smoke pipe weed #that he didn’t buy

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captaincaptainfisher · 1 month

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Growth records, entry 11.

I have been studying the contents of the pearl obsessively, and made several large discoveries since my last recording. I've been so busy, it's been months since I thought of recording again...

First, an update on the specimen. He seems to be fully grown now. He reaches three feet when standing, three and a half from nose to tail, and weighs about five stone. Unfortunately, this makes him quite a lot larger than me, a fact he has taken full advantage of to physically force me to take breaks from my work every so often.

Strangely, as he has reached maturity, his skin has begun to secrete a thin layer of slick slime that now covers his body. This has also been annoying when he insists on grabbing me, and I'm getting quite tired of sending my overseers to clean out my memory arrays... I do not know if this is normal for his species, but it has certainly helped him make his way through pipes and seems to quickly seal any wounds he sustains. It does not seem to cause him any health issues, so I am considering it annoying, but not bad. I really need to make him his own den outside of my inner chamber...

...Enough of him. Onto the contents of the pearl. This will be quite a long recording. There's a lot to talk about... I admit, I haven't been this excited in a long time.

For about a week, I tried fruitlessly to contact NSS and ask them about the pearl. I managed to get on a private broadcast with them only once, during which they laughed hysterically when I mentioned the pearl and subsequently left... I was left to figure it out alone.

I spent an entire month analysing the rhythms, the pitches, the patterns of movement and sound, and finally came to the conclusion that it was some sort of code... which, when put together correctly, gave me two sets of coordinates on my superstructure. I sent my specimen to explore these areas, which he seemed happy to comply with.

On his travels, he encountered the much meeker scavenger tribes that live in the rain forest region. He seems to have gained a good reputation, and they are now friendly with him on sight. Seeing him interact with them so well was quite a shock, considering his isolated upbringing, and for the first time, it made me wonder if he was lonely here, being the only one of his kind...

But I will deal with that later. When he returned, he had found one data pearl in each location. These are... harder to explain. Bear with me.

The first contained blueprints for a machine. I already have an extension of my can that brings in my bioengineering equipment, but this is an even bigger expansion. The machine is supposedly for taking any kind of genetic material and "cloning" it into a slugcat... this would be invaluable to my work. My specimen was created from artificial matter, but this..? He could bring me the tooth of a lizard or the wing of a batfly, and boom! In the snap of a finger, in two shakes of a Rain deer's tail, it would be a fully grown and developed slugcat! Socks was thrilled when I-..Oh, of course. I forgot to explain.

With the amount I've been working on this machine the past few months, it will likely be another few months until it's done. By then, we will undoubtedly have more Slugcats. With that being that case, I cannot go on just referring to him as "Specimen." So, I, ah... Chose the code name Socks. As adept at creating art as I may be, naming things... not my specialty. I was slightly embarrassed to tell the creators of Spearmaster and Hunter that I had named my specimen Socks, but he seems to like it, so I shall not change it.

Anyways... the second pearl is harder to explain. It had coordinates I do not recognise, a strange magical signature I have never seen before, along with instructions to put it on my broadcasting systems. One quick trip from Socks later, and... well, this is where it gets hard to describe.

The pearl floated into the air, then sort of... twisted, and expanded... until it was a wide curtain of bright white light. Upon sending my overseers through it, it seems to be some sort of long-distance karma gateway to NSS's superstructure. I don't understand how they did this... I may have underestimated them, too.

Expect updates soon.. I haven't been able to convince Socks that it won't kill him again to go through the gateway, so no more can be gathered at this moment.

Recording ends.

#slugcat #rainworld #my ocs #rw iterator #iterator oc #iterator #slugcat oc #scug rw #scug oc #rain world scug #rw scug #scugsona #scug #SOC growth records

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prototypelq · 5 months

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An ask for you!!

What's your favorite animal and why? (you can list more than one if you want!)

Hi, my dear mutual and thank you very much for the ask!)

This is an extremely hard ask, as I love all animals. And if I don't yet, I will learn to if given the opportunity to interact with them long enough)

Lemme tell you, if you bring in even one madagascar cockroach to a class of biology students, they will be in love with it in less than a minute and will be asking to hold one, even if they were squamish about bugs their entire lives. Nature is incredible in all it's beautiful, extreme and will-make-any-eldrich-horror-blush-in-shame ways and it's really, really fascinating. So yeah, this is hard to decide.

I've been living with dogs for most of my life, so I obviously love them) Am a horsegirl for sure, even if the opportunities for riding are not common at all, and my technique is that of a potato sack, but I'm still somehow pretty confident in the saddle. I'd love to have a pet lizard one day. Find myself mesmerized by the arowana in the local fish pet store each time we go there.

I've been blessed and extremely lucky to have an opportunity to work at a bat rescue center, and I can confidently say bats are amazing and adorable little hellspawns))) They love screaming and biting, tumblr should be ALL over them actually

Saw a video about geladas once, and they are like. Peak character design. Why isn't there more gelada content on the internet about them??? No idea but treat yourself to any gelada video.

That said, obviously my favourite animal will be my best girl Fina xD

If I had to pick favourites besides her...(seriously, this is so hard, my answer will change in like the next minute if you send the ask again)... I've been a little (not a little) obsessed with moose. They are character design peak too, their horn crowns are incredible, I love their big nose, short tail and how tall and elegant they are on those long legs. Simply beautiful)

(here's my moose figurine from the Schleich figurines collection)))

A long list of very honourable mentions would be:

Every melolontha (basically any flying beetle with wing covers) I will be glued to, and just big beetles in general, they can be so beautiful.

Bats, of course. Can't ever go wrong with bats. Incredible, adorable, screeching little critters. Honestly the 'uglier' they seem the more I love them xD They are not ugly at all, and are really fascinating.

Lizards. Blue-tongued skins especially. Tegu's are also amazing.

I love bears a lot. The duality of an extremely adaptive and versatile predator vs the lazy and low effort goofes they can be gets to me) Also the Brother Bear movie. Destroyed me as a kid, loved it.

And geladas. Geladas are great. Peak character design. We really need more geladas.

Thanks for the ask! Would love to see your and any other willing mutual's answers)))

#birds are amazing and majestic and beautiful too #seriously my answer will change dvery time you ask but this would be the general list. probably #corvids will sneak in there somewhere i am amazed at how clever and communal they are #puffins are adorable as hell #i also like pigeons they are monogamous and have beautiful iridescent neck feathers and can purr #MANTA RAYS. manta rays are mesmerizing and majestic as well #you see why this is such a hard question? xD #animal kingdom is incredible and beautiful and weird and horrifying and i love animals they are incredible #you'd think something like snails is lame but then you see the iron-shelled deep sea volcanic snails and you can never underestimate #any animal no matter how small after that #...that's a very hard question as you can see xD #mutuals please share yours i wanted to send asks like this myself #mutuals my beloved #biology

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slashingdisneypasta · 6 months

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Ok so.. Still no Legally Blonde professor unfortunately XD buuuut we both love dragons, I've been obsessing over the Dragon AU, and you are having impure thoughts about Dragon!Greasy... :)

(These could technically apply to all dragons, but I'm focusing on the Draon Patrol XD)

Ok, even if some of their equipment is smaller compared to their body, I imagine it's still probably gonna be a struggle to stick it in a human without hurting them. They have to be very careful and take precautions. That's why all the dragon boys will go down on you before the main event. Everytime. It's to stretch your hole out to make it easier on you. And they like it- especially Greasy. And they have long serpent tongues that can reach pretty deep~

Wings are probably gonna take play when you guys fuck. At least for Psycho, Greasy, and Wheezy. Wheezy can wrap his wings around you guys to bring you closer and give you a sense of privacy. Greasy and Psycho have their wing claws that they can use on you however necessary. Especially for Psycho; if he's got the long lithe lizard body, his wings can reach down there better and grip onto you while his other claws dig into the ground. Greasy meanwhile, knows how to put both sets of claws to good use on you ;)

I promise you that no matter who you get with, you will be manhandled. Even if you're with Wheezy or Stupid, the more gentle ones. The sheer size difference alone kinda makes it hard for you not to be XD I think with Wheezy in particular especially; if his huge wing size implicates his dick size, then there's no way it can all fit in. So he has to take extra control of you to make sure you don't get accidently split in half. Or with Greasy are Smartass, they like putting you in positions they want you in themselves.

Heats. It's my headcannon that dragons go into a heat 2-4 weeks annually, depending on the species. You thought Greasy was bad the rest of the year? Honey you ain't seen nothing yet. During this time, you might as well go nude the whole time and stay in the nest. You ain't going anywhere anytime soon, no matter which dragon or how many you're with.

Different positions they have. Cowgirl is gonna be one of the more common positions probably so you don't get accidentally crushed, but they do have their preferences; Wheezy likes this position, both for the veiw and so you're more comfortable. Stupid doesn't care, he's happy to get some. Smartass enjoys the fact that he's actually bigger than someone, so he likes positions that emphasize this. Psycho is a feral beast who probably goes for more animalistic positions, so you'll be beneath him (he'll bend his head down upside down so he can watch you and keep eye contact). Greasy likes positions like the seashell, or any others with your legs up- which I promise you, he's got a hold of in some way.

Ok these were written in a rush before I went into work, so I'm sorry there isn't too much and if they aren't comprehensible XD I hope you like these though!

- DarlingPassion

OKAY

MA'AM.

WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO SEND THESE SO I SEE THEM FIRST THING IN THE MORNING? XDD I have had these in these mind all day! 😂

They are a l l my favourite, I cant even !!! The size difference obstacle, wings being used for privacy <3<3 , the manhandling, FRIGGEN HEATS (2-4 weeks you say?? Greasy possibly wanting to keep his mate naked for free-use you say?????), and- just- the thought of Psycho doing that position like that is terrifying and perfect to me XDD

HERE IS SOMETHING IN RETALIATION.

Dragon!Greasy Weasel x Human!Reader || Smexcerpt

Plot: You wake up to your dragon mate getting a late night snack~ 👅👅👅

Warnings: Somnophilia and dubcon at the start, licking, Greasy's dragon tongue is thicker than the width of your actual butt he's that big, etc.

Its so early in the morning you think its still night when you crack your eyes open, feeling a boiling hot feeling bubbling in the pit of your stomach. A gentle, muffled moan slips out of you, your face smushed against a pillow. The wetness between your legs and your dragon mate's warm tongue grazing softly against your hypersensitive folds from behind lighting all your nerves on fire.

You don't know whether you're feeling so sensitive because you're half awake, or because you've already cum already- all you know is you don't want it to stop. Your fingers curl into fists against the stone ground underneath you arching your back and parting your knees in order to give better access; closing your eyes once again so you lose yourself to the rolling, aching pleasure of Greasy's long tongue thicker than the width of your ass sticking up in the air, peaking in between your thighs and massaging your delicate heat.

Hearing the monster's moans behind you at your delicious taste, the sound rumbling against your skin, makes you feel even higher. He's really enjoying himself ^^ You just wanna be good for him, you think in your half-asleep state; delirious with the throbbing orgasm building in you and the aftershock of lovely deep sleep, you wanna be so so good for him.

"Mmm... Greasy... " You sigh, arching your ass up higher still, like a cat in the sun, hoping for him to lick into you harder- deeper- just, wreck you.

His tongue licks you and slips away from you. No- "No pude evitarlo ~"

When your monster mate is completely worked up- he only speaks Spanish. You don't know what he says, he doesn't care, and neither do you honestly- its music to your ears. It goes straight to our head. Makes you dizzy. "... please... "

"... Todavía no puedo evitarlo~ "

Then his tongue, hot from the fire sizzling in his stomach slips between your sweet thighs again and starts rubbing your most sensitive entrance once more. Back and forth it goes, methodical; Greasy just languidly enjoying your flavour~ He builds you up quickly to a high on that tongue, making you gush wetness like a whore.

It takes several wonderful minutes of this, your pussy getting used and abused oh so amazingly, until you're waking up more and beginning to rock on his tongue; hopelessly, desperately looking for an orgasm from him. "More... more... more, please- Ah, Greasy~~... "

When you finally cum on the hot, slimy appendage Greasy slips the sharp, scary claws at the of his beautiful green wings around your waist and holds you still so he can be sure to clean it all up~

#Dragon!Greasy Weasel x Reader #Dragon!Greasy Weasel #Greasy Weasel #Greasy Weasel x Reader Smexcerpt #Greasy Weasel x Reader Excerpt #Greasy Weasel x Reader #Excerpt #Smexcerpt #Smut #Monsterfucker #Monsterfucking #Dragon

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mikgecko · 3 days

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Heyo, MikGecko here! This is my first time on Tumblr so please bear with me.

This is gonna be a little about myself. have two dogs; Meatlug (yes, he's named after the fat dragon from HTTYD movies) and Lily (who is terror incarnate. My poor backyard lizards never stood a chance). I get distracted easily, so I'll either post a lot or I'll forget I have this app and will come back in a few weeks or so, haha.

My intrests- I have a (slight) obsession with Miraculous Ladybug and pretty much anything to do with superhumans. Big fan of Marvel and DC. I love anime (Snow white with the red hair, Welcome to demon school! Iruma-kun, and Demon Slayer are my favorites). I love Pokémon. I'm also obsessed with Howls Moving Castle. Writting and reading books with funny characters and a good magic system. I've also had an odd obsession about dragons and other winged creatures since I was young.

My hobbies- Playing D&D with my friends, lots of writing, and the occasional doodles, which I hope to post on here. If y'all have writing advice for beginners, I'd love to hear it! Especially on where to post stories (Wattpad isn't the best place for original stories, apparently).

Also, if you're curious about the profile pic, it's my D&D character, Atlas. And yes, I drew it. I'll be posting more about him and my D&D adventures :)

That's all for now. Peace out, y'all

~MikGecko

#intro post

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newtwithtdp · 1 year

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

#well it seems like he's going to remain child sidekick without big subplot or personality #but they at least haven't forgotten about him #and the design? graphics?#AAAAAA #tdp #the dragon prince #himself #me and my obsession with winged lizards #tdp zym #azymondias

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markuami · 1 year

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My latest obsession iiiss…

Katydids!!!!!

So I’ve been on almost an year long obsession with these creatures because I love them oh so much and I don’t even fucking know where it came from I just decided one day to like em. Since no one wants to hear me screech about them I shall scream it to you.

They are not grasshoppers!

Yes they’re related but they are known as bush crickets(despite them not being crickets just also related).

How to tell the differences between Katydids, Grasshoppers and Crickets

Grasshopper

Grasshoppers antenas are short and thick. I usually tell the difference between them and katydids through their head and wing shape. Grasshoppers tend to have big eyes. They can also..fly.

They can be found during the day. And well— in g r a s s.

Crickets

Crickets are typically smaller, have longer antenas and darker complexion.

They are mostly exclusively nocturnal and can be found in crevices.

Katydid

Katydids are usually GREEN and their ANTENAS are LONGER and THINNER than their BODIES. Their WINGS are HELD VERTICALLY over their BODY.

Most species are just very very green and look like leaves which make them very identifiable.

KATYDID FACTS.

Some species of katydid make noises to show annoyance or when they’re mad.

Some places prohibit the ownership of katydids simply because of how heckin LOUD they can be.

They’re mostly herbivores but some species are known to eat other insects or smaller reptiles liek lizards,snakes,etc.

There are over 6,000 species of katydid and they are found in every continent except Antarctica.

Some species can bite, through skin.

The biggest katydid is the giant Malaysian katydid. Reaching up to 6-10 inches long.

Katydid make amazing pets and easy to take care of.

Their songs have been reported to be 110 decibels. While the cicada is allegedly ranges from 90-107 decibels.

Species

(Dragon-headed katydid)

In my personal observation, these tend to be the ones with most personalities also they bite. They are endangered :^(

(Red eyed devil Katydid)

These creepy motherfuckers are carnivorous and enjoy snacking on insects and smaller animals. It assumes this silly position whenever it feels threatened and they’re is ready to BRAWL! (Or when it’s trying to mate with a female )

(Malaysian giant katydid)

This boys just be big. No business being that large, they’re carnivorous but pretty gentle giants.

Genetics

Pink is actually their dominant color!

Recently, researchers discovered that pink is actually caused by a dominant gene, and green is a recessive trait: when pink and green individuals interbreed, at least 50 percent of their offspring are pink. Yet the majority of individuals in this species are expressing the recessive, green trait. Apparently, the green individuals predominate in most places because their camouflage works much better, and there are no pink individuals nearby with which to breed.

Conclusion

Katydids are awesome bugs and because I like em so should you and if you don’t I’ll cry :^(

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colorful-perspective · 1 year

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Tale #1: When a seraphim and a dragon meet

I was once told that I’m like a sea wave, a force to be reckoned with. I give my all in one moment, crashing down with intensity, but then I retreat swiftly and get lost in the depths within myself.

It’s true that I’m an all-or-nothing type of person. Either I care with unwavering passion, or I don’t bother at all. There isn't room for mediocrity in my heart. I prefer my feelings to be crystal clear, knowing exactly where I stand.

Some people call it excessive control, but I call it cautiousness. But life had a lesson in store for me when I met him.

I knew the night was off to a bad start when my usual bartender was nowhere to be found. The planets must've been terribly misaligned for Drew to call in sick. Instead of her skilled hands expertly crafting drinks, customers were met with a clumsy replacement, with deeply scarred fingers stumbling over glasses.

I could’ve just walked out or gone straight to the other bar owner, but his presence was like a breath of fresh air, a calm amidst the storm. He seemed unfazed by the commotion, exuding a quiet confidence that intrigued me.

“You’re late today.” Those were his first words to me, leaning against the counter with a teasing grin as I approached.

“I’m sorry?” I replied, caught off guard by his remark.

“Drewvalyn said the angel in brown leather would come by at eight. It’s past nine.” He continued, raising an eyebrow playfully.

"I'm no angel," I retorted with a smirk, feeling a strange warmth spread through me at his words. "She must've been talking about someone else."

Dae chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm sure that old lizard wouldn't spare her special brew for some regular creature." He handed me a frosted mug, and for some reason, I found myself smiling back at him.

“And you are?” I asked, taking a sip of the cold, refreshing beer.

“A long lost cousin, Dae.”

"I see that the obsession with the letter D spread to the extended family," I said, amused.

“It matches our kind.” He shrugged his shoulders with a smirk. “I’ve heard all about you, lady Andrea.” He pronounced the last words in a low, teasing voice.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Please, no lady comes to a place like this, do they?" I sipped. “Pleased to meet you, Dae.”

“Pleasure is all mine, angel.”

We struck up a conversation, and I was surprised by how effortlessly we clicked. He had a quick wit and a charm that was hard to resist.

As he had to tend to other customers, I made my way to the usual spot at the back of the bar. When I got up for another pint, he was nowhere to be found.

"Interesting bar boy, Dina," I said to Drew's sister as she poured me a fresh glass.

She grinned mischievously. "Do you approve of our new barman, Drea?"

I took a sip, feigning indifference. "I don't have much to go on yet to form an opinion."

Dina's smirk grew wider. "Oh, you'll have plenty of time to gather your 'data.' He'll be sticking around for a while." She emphasized the word 'data' with a playful wink, knowing my penchant for careful observation.

I couldn't help but chuckle. Dina always had a way of teasing me about my analytical nature. But as I thought about her enigmatic cousin, I couldn't deny that he piqued my curiosity.

A month slipped by in a blur of diplomatic negotiations and grueling training sessions, leaving me with little time for my weekly drinking routine. The newfound peace had brought about an unprecedented wave of productivity, and everyone was working even harder than during the war.

Then, the rumors started swirling.

Whispers of a legendary winged legion returning to base after completing their pacifying duties on the frontiers began to spread. Little did I expect that among their ranks, I would find him - the enigmatic dragon warrior I had met at the bar. A colleague of mine.

I guess no dragon built like him would be wandering in a military city just on vacation.

Dragon warriors were a rare breed, with only a handful of families scattered across the continent. Most preferred the solitude of the forges over the chaos of the battlefield, a choice that was highly respected given their abilities. But for those who did choose to dedicate their lives to the fight, they were bound to greatness. And here he was, standing before me as the captain of the esteemed dragon legion.

"I've heard that I might need your help to get a warm welcome in the winged council, Captain," he said, appearing at my side during the monthly formal. "I fear we have yet to be formally introduced. I'm Captain Daemetrius Vixiens." He extended his hand for a mocky handshake.

"After getting a female seraphim in there, a dragon is easy," I replied with a smile, shaking his hand firmly. "I'm Andrea Mitzran. But I’m no Captain when they dress me in gowns while all my comrades wear their gala uniforms."

I glanced over at our general, my brother, and he lifted his glass with a knowing grin.

"You do look like an angel, if I may say so," Captain Daemetrius remarked.

"I hope that's a compliment," I replied, tilting my head slightly.

"It most definitely is."

His acceptance into the council went smoother than either of us had anticipated.

We had met a few times so I could brief him on the main agenda and give him insights on each council member. It was all about delicately stroking their egos and downplaying the fact that a dragon held more power than any of the attendees.

In fact, it seemed like the council was already familiar with the captain, as if they had been expecting him. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of reputation he had built among his fellow dragon warriors.

As we planned for the next training cycle, we all decided to pair the legions and increase the difficulty of the exercises, despite not expecting real combat anytime soon. Fate seemed to have a hand in it, as the members voted that my legion should be paired with the dragons, mainly so I could keep an eye on their captain.

But just as fire and air magic didn't mix well, cherubim and dragons couldn't be more different.

"They'll end up killing each other out of sheer stupidity." I muttered to him.

"We should make them work together." He pondered. “Joint training exercises that force them to collaborate, rely on each other's strengths and overcome challenges together.”

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his idea. "And what if they still can't get along?"

He grinned, his fangs peeking out. "Then we'll have to get creative. Perhaps some trust-building exercises. We must set the example."

"How?" I inquired, curious about his proposal.

He leaned in, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Let’s practice together.”

We spent countless nights experimenting with different ways to combine our magic. It was challenging at first, as our fighting styles and elements often clashed and made it seem like there were no bridges between our differences.

As we practiced, we began to understand each other's strengths and weaknesses. My seraphim air magic was nimble and precise, while the dragon's fire magic was powerful and destructive. We learned to complement each other, using our combined abilities to overcome obstacles and solve problems that neither of us could have done alone.

I found myself unable to suppress a slight shrug whenever our breaths grew dangerously close during our body combat training. My heart would race, and I couldn't help but close my eyes when he touched me, feeling a rush of sensations.

There was an inexplicable allure to him that I couldn't ignore. His golden eyes held a mesmerizing depth, and the way he seemed to connect with the wind as we soared on our wings was captivating. There was just something about him that drew me in, stirring up emotions I couldn't quite comprehend.

It felt like dancing. We learned to synchronize our movements and coordinate our spells, finding a rhythm that allowed us to work in harmony. At some point, I just knew his next move and he could also predict mine.

"Draconian military man by day, graceless bartender at night." I teased, taking the beer he poured for me, just like the first time we met. "What else should I know about you, Captain Vixiens?”

“I'm not draconian.” He grinned, sticking out his tongue playfully. "But I sure know how to give great massages. Maybe you can find out for yourself someday after practice.”

I couldn't help but blush at his playful comment, taking a sip of the beer to hide my flustered expression. "I'm positive my muscles would end up smashed," I replied with a chuckle, trying to dismiss my growing attraction to him.

His eyes glinted. "Too bad you’re so scared of my strength, I could promise to be gentle. I might have to find another volunteer.”

I raised an eyebrow, feigning indifference. "Oh, I'm not scared. Just skeptical of your so-called massage skills."

He smirked, leaning even closer, his breath tickling my ear. "Challenge accepted, then."

I swallowed hard, feeling my heart race as I tried to maintain my composure. "We'll see about that," I retorted, determined not to let him see how much his proximity was affecting me.

We kept progressing in our practices and passing down our knowledge. It was noticeable the change in the way our legions interacted. It was a slow process, but we could see the walls of mistrust and prejudice slowly crumbling down.

We found ourselves working closely together, coordinating missions, and strategizing for the betterment of our troops. Despite his stoic exterior, I discovered that the Captain had a keen humor and a deep sense of honor. He was respected by his subordinates and admired for his unwavering leadership.

As we spent more time together, I began to see a different side of him. He wasn't just the fierce warrior I had first met at the bar, but also a compassionate and caring individual. He would go out of his way to ensure the well-being of his unit, often putting their needs above his own.

"I owe you one, angel." he said, watching as the other captains celebrated and got drunk to mark the end of our training cycle. "I don't think I would have been able to gain the council’s and your legion’s trust so easily without your support.”

“Who would’ve thought we’d make such a great team.” I answered.

"I knew we would," he replied with a confident smile. "I had hoped for it."

I rolled my eyes playfully. "I'll miss your enigmatic nature in the next cycle. I suppose I'll have to settle for Gareth's harpyan cockiness."

He chuckled. "You tell yourself I'm enigmatic just so you can dismiss my sincerity and directness."

I arched an eyebrow. "What does that even mean?"

"It means," he declared, his gaze unwavering, "that you don't have to miss my 'enigmatic nature' if you don't want to. I can come to meet you whenever you want."

I hesitated, taken aback by his boldness. "We can barely exchange two words without arguing. Could you really stand to be with me outside of work hours?"

He leaned in, his eyes locked with mine. "You know that half the time I'm just teasing you, flirting with you."

"Are you though?" I challenged, my heart skipping a beat. "You’re just playing around."

He shook his head, his expression earnest. "I don't play around. I like you," he confessed. "And I think you like me too."

I swallowed dry. “Aren’t you fazed by me? By my title, my family name?”

He closed the distance between us.

"I'm fazed by how it's getting incredibly difficult to stay away from you," he said, his eyes never leaving mine."I'm fazed by your kind leadership and how you command the respect of your squad while still being so approachable. I'm fazed by how the thought of you consumes my mind day and night, and how your touch makes me feel like there's not enough space in the room for both of us. Yeah, I'm deeply fazed by you, Andrea.”

I was touched by his words, and I found myself leaning in closer, my heart pounding in my chest. Our lips were inches apart, the tension between us palpable, when suddenly, the loud cheers and laughter from the other captains broke the moment.

He pulled back, his eyes still locked on mine. "Looks like the celebration is getting wild," he said in a low, husky voice. "But I recall I still owe you a massage demonstration."

I blushed, nodding slightly, unable to find the words to respond. He kissed my knuckles before guiding me through the crowd, through a whirlwind of emotions.

As we navigated through the jubilant captains and their squads, my pulse quickened with anticipation. The sounds of laughter and music faded into the background as I focused on him, on the magnetic pull he had on me.

He led me to my quarters, away from the revelry, patiently waiting for me to invite him in. As we entered the room, he moved behind me, his skilled hands finding their way to my shoulders, and I couldn't help but let out a contented sigh at his touch.

He worked his magic, expertly kneading the tension from my muscles, magic warming up his hands. I closed my eyes, allowing myself to fully relax in his capable hands. The air was charged with undeniable chemistry, and I could feel the electricity between us. I was aware of every brush of his fingers against my skin, every whisper of his breath against my ear.

I turned to face him, meeting his intense gaze, and I saw the desire mirrored in his eyes.

“I’m fazed by you, Daemetrius.”

Without another word, he closed the distance between us, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. The world around us faded into oblivion as we lost ourselves in each other, our bodies pressed together in a frenzy of passion.

When we finally pulled apart, breathless and flushed, he rested his forehead against mine, his fingers tangled in my hair. "I've been waiting for this moment for far too long," he whispered, his voice raw with emotion.

I couldn't find the words to respond, but I didn't need to. Our feelings for each other were undeniable, and so was the unspoken connection between us. We were two captains bound by duty, but in that moment, we were simply two people who had found something special in each other.

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Author's note: After years without publishing my writing, I'm giving it one more try.

I'd like to leave here a kind reminder that I'm not a native English speaker, so you might find a few grammar mistakes.

Any feedback is welcome :)

Image by Lissy Laricchia.

#fantasy story #fantasy books #original writing #original story #short story #oneshot #creative writing #writeblr #seraphim #dragon oc

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chilei-the-hotsauce · 1 year

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the collector lore

ok here we go smh

was born in the desert (no shit). her mother died when giving birth to her and some group of eremites took her under their wing

surprise surprise the eremites got killed by another group of eremites and the collector was taken under the new group's wing

now no surprise here, but the new group got separated during a sand storm, leaving the little (almost) 4-year old collector by herself. she starts to wander the desert on her own

while wandering, she starts collecting cool rocks she finds because "they cant leave me like the others did"

slowly starts collecting other things too, like lizards, plants, bugs (scarabs) and other small things. never over the size of her hand. during this period of time she also learns to channel the power of her ancestors and learning how to fight with it. she's about 10 here

18 and a fresh adult, the collector starts to collect bigger things. full on living, sentient beings. the scorpions and birds. she even leaves the desert at some point to collect non-desert things.

okay, leaves at 19 comes back at 20.

her collection now also contains human beings. dont ask me where she keeps them. she just has them in her collection.

so. back to the desert. and hmm? what's that? an eremite sunfrost? the collector doesnt have one in her collection yet, so collecting time!

and thus a battle ensues. ends up with a tie.

the collector still goes "i've collected you so you're part of my collection now!" and the other one just goes "yeah whatever"

plot twist you never expected. it's the archivist. she collected the archivist. boom. anyways now they travel together

lore part 2

attachment & abandonment issues 👍

kinda obsessive tbh "you're a part of my collection so you're mine!" "that's my property you're touching. hands. off."

when asked about her desert navigation skills: "the desert is my mother!" (her mom died and the eremites told her she was found in the desert)

everything she likes, she takes into her collection. people included

has a pet Consecrated Scorpion. trains it regularly & actually treats it pretty well. summons it out of nowhere during fights for some reason (she's bored and wants to see her pet scorpion do something)

reluctantly gave the archivist a Consecrated Red Vulture.

probably doesnt have a name.

to the archivist regularly: "you're a part of my collection, so dont even think about leaving. even if i let you walk around freely." and then laughs lightheartedly afterwards. very normal thing to do. not at all threatening or even slightly concerning.

and the worst part? the archivist just responds with "yeah sure"

#hm #what if i killed her lol #idk just a thought #my oc #oc lore #oc dump #genshin impact oc #genshin impact eremite oc #i thought it'd be longer smh #anyways

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ganymede-princess · 1 year

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WIP List

Updated: 27/12/2023

Just want to preface this by saying that I can't guarantee when/if these will come out, but I want to have a public record of what I have worked on so my followers can get a feel for what to expect from my fics. I am very scatterbrained about writing and I tend to move around these WIPs adding to them randomly until I get a strong enough fixation on one. For instance, I wrote the very start of Entanglement Theory, left it alone for a full year, and then finished the rest of it in only around a week.

Please comment/DM me if you would like to be tagged when/if one of these is completed and published. Also if you read a WIP summary that you would really like me to finish, please comment!

Titled in red are WIPs with very little progress towards them/only exist in concept.

Titled in yellow are WIPs with a relatively substantial amount of work put into them.

Titled in green are archival WIPs that were completed when I was younger and are ready to be edited and adapted for reupload.

Aragorn (The Lord of the Rings) Based loosely on the song Brandy (You're a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass, Aragorn is contracted to kill a warg that is terrorizing a village that his lover lives in.

Eric Moore (King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard) Coffee shop scenario, followed by a date to a football game or a gig.

Captain David Collins (Banished) Collins teaches a young convict woman how to read and falls in love with her.

Robert Capa (Sunshine) Collection of scenarios that didn't fit into Entanglement Theory (part 2 of Vignettes), Doc helping Capa celebrate his birthday post Payload delivery, and Capa and Doc getting to know eachother during their training.

Bret (Flight of the Conchords) After his breakup with Coco, Bret reluctantly sets out to find love again.

Joe Elliott (Def Leppard) Joe hangs out with his neighbor/girlfriend while his parents are away and they reminisce on how they first met.

Per "Dead" Ohlin (Mayhem) Black cat/golden retriever dynamic, Per becomes obsessed with a sunshine girl and feels himself becoming a better person because of her.

Brian Connolly (The Sweet) Reader is Andy's sister and has mutual feelings with Brian so they go on a date.

Dhani Harrison (son of George Harrison) Reader's mum works with George at his recording studio, leading to her having dinner around at the Harrison residence.

Jim Morrison (The Doors) After a final breakup with Pamela, Jim seeks comfort in a close friend.

Steve Marriott (Small Faces/Humble Pie) Reader skips school to hang out with her boyfriend Steve.

Syd Barrett (Pink Floyd) Based on the song Here I Go, Syd comes around to visit a girl he's been seeing only to find that she's gone and her sister now lives there.

Zoot (The Tribe) Zoot catches a young woman looting in his territory, and taking a liking to her, decides not to punish her as severely as he ordinarily would.

John Deacon (Queen) Reader attends university with John and harbors a crush on him, until she decides to take matters into her own hands and ask him for help with an upcoming assignment.

Athelstan (Vikings) When Ragnar brings Athelstan home to Kattegat as a hostage, his daughter takes the monk under her wing and comforts him.

Enjolras (Les Miserables) Enjolras discovers that one of the Amis is not what he seems.

Neil Young (Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young) After Neil buys his ranch in California, he strikes up a friendship with the Foreman's daughter.

Malcolm Young (ACDC) After avoiding each other for some weeks, Malcolm and his friend confess their feelings for each other.

George Young (The Easybeats) Reader takes care of Malcolm and Angus when girls overrun the Young household.

Jimmy McCulloch (Thunderclap Newman, Stone the Crows, Wings) During a recording session with Pete Townshend, Jimmy realizes he has a crush on Townshend's niece.

Todd Anderson (Dead Poets Society) After graduating from Welton, Todd travels across the country to attend a progressive new university in Washington State.

Theo Faron (Children of Men) Theo is on the brink of suicide, but can't bring himself to be the second person in five minutes to buy Quietus from the same pharmacist cashier.

Bill Weasley (Harry Potter) Still conceptualizing this one, but I have the idea that the reader is around Percy's age and is the daughter of Rufus Scrimgeour.

William Murray (FUR) Will wakes up in a stranger's bathtub after a night of drinking.

Rhaegar Targaryen (ASOIAF) Follow up to The Crimson King, about Frida being called back to King's Landing to act as Rhaegar's cupbearer.

Chandler Bing (Friends) After you spend the night with Chandler, he calls in sick for work in the North Tower. Then you and the gang converge in Monica's apartment to watch 9/11 as it unfolds. Yes, I have an autistic hyperfixation on 9/11. Yes, I would be writing this to cope with Matthew's death. Yes, I would take this crack completely seriously.

Felix Catton (Saltburn) You are on a scholarship at Oxford and Felix invites you to spend summer at Saltburn. You find out that he picks a new "underprivileged" person to offer this experience to every year, often casting people aside when he is bored. You make it your mission to make Felix see the error of his ways.

#WIP #fic wip #wip stuff #current wip #work in progress

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