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aradeia · 8 months
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I made a new quiz! Which Targaryen dragon would bond with you? 🐉
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cilil · 1 month
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Whenever the dragons slay and do well, Mairon calls them as "our children"
Whenever the dragons mess up, eat his stuff or a thrall he still needed, Mairon calls them as "Melkor's children"
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Vallaki coup went really well and now two of the most unempathetic, sleep deprived wizards are in charge of a populace, which is only a slight step up from a bloodthirsty vampire obsessed with a dead woman.
updates and spoilers for our game in the tags!
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so awkward that all the romance comments/banter happens after the breakup |'D
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lucabite · 7 months
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No DnD Character is complete until you give them a weird, tragic father figure/mentor whose death clearly haunts them to this day [CITATION NEEDED]
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dragonbytheday · 3 months
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The dragon today is the friends we made along the way (and the freezer we had to fully defrost to fix the fridge)
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lesbiansanemi · 9 months
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One of my coworkers really really likes worldbuilding and stuff and when she found out I had lore for a multiverse that I’d been working on for a decade now her eyes fucking lit up and I have spent two hours of my shift telling her about my insane, hopelessly convoluted fantasy multiverse and all the plots and characters that go with it and like wow. I forgot how much fucking fun I genuinely had with it. I should go back to it. I should work on it again in earnest and actually talk about it sometimes because like it’s fun!!! And unlike when I was 16 (which was when most of it was actually fleshed out, even though most of the base concepts are FAR older than that) I think I actually have the knowledge and writing ability to make it coherent and into stories the average person could enjoy
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stormbcrn · 2 months
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             ALONE,  THE MOON CAST A WHITE  shadow across red sands.  The nights seemed unending while the days were fleeting.  When the sun shone overhead,  Daenerys was a khaleesi and could shoulder her pain of her people.  She was strong enough to survive until the sun fell past the horizon,  yielding again to the darkness.  Even in death,  she thought,  Drogo made her brave. If he would only stay with her another hour,  another day!  But the gods never answered her prayers – her sun and stars setting with the moonlight.  And night after night,  Daenerys watched the moon wither away, until it was only a crescent hanging in an empty sky.
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She turned at the sound of the other approaching, dusty sand coating her skin.  “What would become of the moon if the sun did not rise?” She asked,  eyelids heavy as silver tangled strands fell from her shoulder,  “Would we still admire it?”
open starter, mutuals only 🖤
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slug-cube · 1 year
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the 3rd httyd was shit and i will forever stand by this point.
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chronomally · 5 months
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I thought I could be normal about Regé-Jean Page as Xenk. Failed step one
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idkanameatall · 1 year
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Why do I always create DND characters that are either;
-Not a bard, but has a 'stereotypical bard personality', has some sort of creative thing (often an instrument they play) and constantly gets mistaken for a bard
-Bard with absolutely no 'stereotypical bard personality' that gets confused for other classes 90% of the time
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sweetmisscreation · 9 months
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Uploading some older pieces.. Meet Draigh Surana, the mage that romanced Morrigan (and Leliana, but dumped her immediately 😇), sided with the werewolves and voted for Annulment of the Circle of Magi. I think I'm re-naming this one: See no evil, Hear no evil, Speak no evil, Fuck evil! 😏
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aces-to-apples · 2 years
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Canon Dorian Pavus Fact Of The Day: doesn't like black licorice.
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losteventide · 2 years
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“Even as the world burns, I’ll wait for you.” My ascended favored soul sorcerer, Seirye, and her wild magic sorcerer husband, Angelo.
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pixelchampions · 2 years
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Hey brain I have a fic exchange to do rn I would really love if you didn’t start me into an xmen evo phase
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dearbraus · 5 months
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Monstrous Oddities ࿐
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— Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Lyney.
⊹ Details. 18+ minors dni, gn!afab!reader, monster fucking, diphallia (multiple cocks), dragon dicks, double penetration, marking (Neuvi), knotting, doggy style, semi public sex, daddy/sir kink (Wrio), barbed penis, overstimulation, phone sex, pussy whipped Lyney, creampies, unprotected sex, animalistic urges, dragon!neuvi, dogboy!wrio, catboy!lyney general dick headcanons. ⊹ Run time. 1.2k ⊹ Note. This came to me at 2am after reading some other headcanons I previously wrote. Enjoy <3
Dick Headcanons —
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꧁ Neuvillette - Two is better than one ꧂
Specifications: 12”, scaled and slightly ribbed, thin tapered heads that’s perfect for kissing your cervix, and full, heavy balls twitch when you suck on them.
❥ Most presumed that aside from his pointed ears and penchant for plain water, that Monsieur Neuvillette was more human than dragon— they’d be incorrect of course but that’s knowledge only you get to relish in. ❥ Beneath his perfectly tailored slacks lay not one but two cocks. The peculiarities don’t end there, however, his cocks are slightly ribbed and scaly in a way that resembles a fish's scales. His cocks are tinged blue near his pelvis but the colouration is lost amongst the neatly trimmed puff of his pearly white pubes that trails up his abdomen. ❥ In spite of his years, Neuvillette is still rather unaccustomed to human convention. It took seeing your shocked expression to realize that most weren’t as well endowed as he was, nor were they likely to have two girthy cocks. So, it takes him a bit to learn how your body reacts to him and just how much you’re able to take. He’s willing to learn, he’s nothing if not dutiful and gentle. ❥ He learns that to take one of his cocks he’ll need to work you open with a couple of his thick fingers first. That is, of course, after he’s warmed you up with his forked, serpentine tongue that nearly engulfs the whole of your aching cunt. And that you’re sure to squirt if grinds his second cock into your throbbing clit as he fucks you. Since taking even one of his cocks is a challenge, more often than not, Neuvillette uses his second cock to stimulate your clit while his mouth is busy sucking and licking the tender skin of your neck and chest. He can’t help it, the need to leave you covered in signs of him is far too strong, that’s why he cums in and on your pussy. ❥ Once you’ve gotten used to the stretch, can take it with ease, and are feeling a little adventurous, Neuvillette doesn’t waste the chance to split you open on both of his cocks. Seeing you so full of him stirs something primal within him. It’s a feeling he doesn’t often allow himself to indulge him but it claws its way out of his chest with you. The urge to remind you that you’re his, and only his gets muddled between kisses to your tear stained cheeks. You’re his perfect pet, you take him so well, and he’ll be sure to remind you.
꧁ Wriothesley - The duke is a dog ꧂
Specifications: 8”, rosy, round bulbous head, girthy, with a thick knot nestled amongst a thatch of unruly, dark curls that drives him wild when you tug on them.
❥ Wriothesley’s sharp canines aren’t the only wolfish things about him. Below his belt resides a truly monstrous cock. You think it’s rather titillating, your mouth waters just at the sight of his fat knot but Wrio was rather weary, he knew it was a bit peculiar and didn’t want to scare you away. Those worries didn’t last too long. ❥ Jerking off was always a bit tiresome for Wrio. His knot ached to inflate inside of a warm, wet hole so his calloused, spit slick hands never satisfied that need. The first time he fucked you, he nearly came after pushing the tip in. Wrio was so sensitive, he hadn’t cum properly in far too long. He nearly tore your silk sheets from how tightly he gripped them as he willed himself to sink his cock a little deeper into your pussy. He wasn’t much a believer in Celestia but he felt like he ascended that first time … and every time after that. ❥ He didn’t knot you until you’d been together for two years. Though you swore you could take, that you wanted to take it, Wrio always worried he’d lose control. It wasn’t a feeling he liked. Wriothesley liked feeling in control, he liked how you willingly submitted to him, hushed cries of “daddy” or “sir” never far from your lips, adoration pooling within the depths of your eyes. But, he was grateful he loosened the reins. ❥ One stress filled evening snowballed into you splayed across his desk at the fortress, your puffy, aching cunt slick and throbbing with need for him on display. You were so wet, moaning so loudly for him, it was almost too easy for him to slip his knot into your weeping hole. Your wanton whimpers were forever burned into his memory as it began to swell inside of you, his rough skinned hands roaming all over your body as his teeth dug into the flesh of your shoulder. Your eyes glazed over and a shudder wracked through your body as he filled your cunt with his seed. He knew then that he spent far too long depriving himself and you. ❥ Wriothesley was gone after that, he just couldn’t go on knowing how sweet you sounded as you squealed and begged for him while filled with his knot and cum. Maybe he was greedy but you loved being his cockdrunk pup. So, it was a win-win.
꧁ Lyney  - He has more tricks up his sleeves ꧂
Specifications: 5”, veiny, sensitive head, equally sensitive barbs, kissable hip bones, and a leaky tip that’s just begging for your kisses.
❥ While his sister Lynette possessed most of the outward cat-like traits that was carried down their lineage, most of Lyney’s feline genetics poked through in his personality and behaviour, except for his cock. His pretty, blush pink cock was barbed near the base. He once read that they were meant to aid mating but he found that they made his cock far too sensitive to touch. He could only bear to lightly graze the tips of his fingers over his shaft most days. More often than not, Lyney came untouched, blowing his load in his underwear from the friction of the fabric alone. ❥ The first time you sucked his cocked, he cried from how good it felt, pushing your head down until you gagged. He didn’t even realise he was doing it, far too blissed out to notice until afterward (to which he spent the next five minutes fawning over you and apologising). Now, Lyney didn’t fancy himself a hedonist but he quickly became addicted to the way you laved your tongue over his barbs, and grazed your teeth over the sensitive flesh. ❥ Lyney became overstimulated every time the two of you fucked. Though, that didn’t stop him from pushing himself past the point of sanity so that you’d cum on his cock. He felt selfish otherwise, and he found nothing more satisfying than bringing you to completion whether it be with his fingers, mouth, cock, or one of the many toys the two of you seemed to amass. So, even if he was on the brink of blacking out from the pleasure, his cock pink and raw, he was going to fuck you were just as far gone as he was. Even if it took hours. ❥ Sometimes he found himself getting hard just thinking about you. The mind was a fickle thing, it too often loved to play tricks. Like making Lyney’s innocent thoughts trickle into passion filled memories that left him aching and needy for you. He’d call you far too late into the night just to hear your voice as ground his palm against the weepy tip of cock, musing how much he missed the feel of your skin against his. He may have been cumbrained and addicted to your sweet cunt, but he was still a romantic.
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