This was top tier comedy in middle school let me tell you
this is still top tier comedy today
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@voidflamed
This was top tier comedy in middle school let me tell you
this is still top tier comedy today
@voidflamed

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OH MAN LOOK AT THIS BASTARD
by Karen “Dogzillalives” Main
@atgd
@voidflamed @javinth
I know. You’re wondering… what is a place like me doing in a girl like this?
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lor’themar had to kinkshame them out of his city
BE GONE THOTS
Lost Treasures
She had avoided the volcano for a long time, not wanting to go to his hidden spot. In truth, if it weren’t for the errand to the Burning Steppes and her own curiosity, she may have stayed away far longer. “Maya! Look at this one! It’s my best invention yet! It’ll record and sing in our voices to the baby so she won’t ever be lonely!” “But won’t she get lonely when she hears the voices and not see anyone?” That made him pause for a moment, then he grinned, hugging her close, “We’ll make sure that never happens, one way or another, our girl will always have friends and family.” It was as she suspected. The workshop belonging to her mate had been broken into and looted, judging by the dust, around the time of the Cataclysm, and there was nothing much left but scraps of inventions and ore, even the work table had been broken. She spent a good bit of time cleaning it, trying to fix what she could… until a weary sigh escaped her and she sat down, closing her eyes and leaning against a broken crate. No chance of them looting this because he was a dragon, he kept it small just to keep most of his brethren from being suspicious of his doings, thinking him in Burning Steppes to help with the Blackrock’s plans for Redridge. He made very sure to be seen often, though Maya knew that he did nothing of the sort, mostly because his time had been spent with her in their planning for the future. But… the Blackrock had moved their plans during the Cataclysm, and if the ones fighting them had thought him an ally in anyway shape or form, they would come looking for treasure and information… A quiet chirp interrupted her thoughts, and she pulled out her egg to inspect it when the chirp sounded again, and she recognized it to be more mechanical than living. “…could one of his…” Quickly she stood, hugging her daughter’s egg as she looked through the rubble, smiling when she found the source, a broken invention she thought long lost. “…Nanny…” she whispered, setting her egg down to pick up the mechanical dragonling, then rummaged into her bag to get out her goggles and tools, setting down to repair the companion as her mate had once shown her. She and her daughter no longer had to be alone. …but whose fault was it that she still was anyways? She was out in the real world. The rest of her flight thought her dead. And the only people she had met, she had insulted with her childish sheltered words. I… would be a horrible mother at this point. That man was right, I know nothing of how the real world works. Nanny would just have to look after her for a bit then. The thought made her smile, and she paused for a moment, looking at her egg, “Mama will learn,” she promised, “You won’t be alone in this strange world, and we won’t be arrogant or dismissing of the people in it. We’ll make our family.” … She just wasn’t sure how just yet. @voidflamed

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He may be a cowboy, but l know the breed. His word is his word.
The Mummy.
“Whether we remain the ash or become the phoenix is up to us.”
— Deng Ming-Dao
Fun facts about your sign here

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How the signs are feeling
Jaded as fuck and probably just wants to sleep: Sagittarius, Leo, Gemini, Libra
Amazing, only screamed into the void twice today: Virgo, Pisces, Cancer, Scorpio
Hasn’t felt feelings in months but if you had to choose, tired: Aries, Capricorn, Aquarius, Taurus
Victorian gothic
Prelude to Fire
Hands pinning him down, greater weight keeping everything but uncontrolled fire out of his hands. A spark of violence contained despite his thrashing. A voice, purring an echo to the one in his head. "Succumb."
A vaguely concerned elven woman, peering down at them like they were mere curiosities. All the actions slightly off (or was that him?), emotions never hitting anything but minor bumps. She didn't do extremes, her voice going from friendly to mild concern, positive emotions easier to fake, her excitement slightly more true. No fear of the one crazed above him.
Contrast:
Hands that only touched gently, teasing, friendly, backing off when he said. Telling him he was special. Apologizing. (But he'd already done what he'd wanted, hadn't he?)
Her, a bright echo, flirting with the first, following his lead. Exclaiming it all all done with. They were friends. Swept it under the rug.
Two sets of impressions, and he had found himself reacting in return - warming slightly. But the first was no less true than the second. He was no less the one that had wanted his submission to the darkness in them than the one that sidled up with a balm of offered words he hadn't realized he needed - wanted.
He didn't need anything anymore.
She was no less the one that had watched on, barely bothered, letting it flow around her as long as she got her "friendships" than the one offering kind words and a sense of safety.
Nothing and no one was safe.
Ah, but of course nothing could be that simple. If it had been he might still be planning subtle ways of getting rid of them, regardless of this second effort. He could trust that both were true and work to prevent the reappearances of the first.
Except -
How much of his perceptions were colored by what he was, the voices in his head?
He had thought he knew.
But which part of his mind had wanted to give in to the order? What part was relieved, what part was afraid? What part of him had agreed? Which part of him yearned for the friendly touches on offer and what part of him rejected them? What was due to trauma, what to personality, and what was the fault of insidious corruption in his veins?
Once, even when there had been a creature in his mind he had known. There had been a protection around the core of him. A last gift of Temeraith's (remembered love, crashed to dust) used up to get that thing out of his head.
How he regretted searching for knowledge, wanting to know everything about the Void so it could never happen again. If he had never joined with Umbric's people - this wouldn't be happening. The last vestiges of connection lost (Starsong), access to his sister's grave, Temeraith's, the Sunwell lost because he had sought knowledge.
And they asked him what he was angry about.
Those fools.
Everything.
But mostly.
Himself.
( @darnath and @mira-ashsong for your MG alts setting this off.)
Timeline Changes
For my own edification.
Lyren on WrA is referred to as main verse.
Long history summarization under the cut.

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