#Dragon and autistic woman

[writingwrittenwriting]

Side story to the Dragon and the Autistic woman series, view here [X]

Having been nagged to go outside and get some sunlight, she finally agreed to go explore the strange forest that topped the mountain of the dragons home. Always hidden in clouds, the forest of thick spiny coniferous and bushy green deciduous trees had an eternal fog about it. Damp, and slightly cold in some places, but with an eerie energy pulsing in the air. No human dared go there, but she'd always dreamed of it when looking up the mountain from her village.

Dressed in a sleek white fur coat that buckled down to her ankles, she felt cozy and snug during her exploration. Perhaps a little too warm actually, but she promised her friend that she'd take care of herself while out and about, and that meant keeping her coat on. And not climbing every tree she thought she could scamper up. He'd be rather upset if she came back covered in scratches and cuts.

Unable to keep from laughing in excitement, she climbed a huge mossy boulder and looked around. He'd wanted her to get some sunlight, but it was so dark here! Between the fog and the heavy canopy of trees, there were few beams of golden light struggling to meet the forest. Gathering her location, she spotted what looked like a light through a winding deer path and hopped off to follow it. Perhaps there would be some pretty wild flowers growing in the light, or something else of interest!

Light boots crunched damp forest earth on the path, twigs and old leaves trampled by animals. The closer she got to the light, the more excited she became. Having been in the cave for so long now, she actually missed the sun a bit. Breaking into the brightly lit round clearing brought a smile to her face. It was as though the fog dared not dwell in this space, the grass short and soft, patterned with rings of moss and mushrooms, flowers freely throughout it all.

Careful to avoid the rings within the circle, she stepped out into the light and raised her arms, feeling the warmth of the sun making her light fluffy hair warm with a glow. Soft laughter left her as she reached for the sky, she'd have to bring him here to enjoy this light and space!

Before she'd finished enjoying the warm glow, she heard something that made her tense in fear. Sky blue eyes focused, arms going to her neck to a whistle she'd been given as protection. Somehow, a stranger had gotten to the centre of the clearing while she'd been distracted, standing in the middle of the smallest ring of mushrooms. They were dressed in a light flowing dress barely suited to be a night gown, definitely ill suited for the shifting cold and shade of the woods. Unnatural pink hair like a wild rose, strange shocking sky blue eyes much like her own, and skin as pale as a newborn piglet.

"Oh dear, are you lost?" The strange woman questioned in a sing-song voice that sent shivers up her spine. "This isn't a place for humans, darling. This is the land of strange creatures, of fairytale monsters and scheming wretched beings." How ominously this strange woman spoke, setting off the alarms in her head.

"No, I'm not lost. I wanted to avoid the other humans, it's quiet here and I enjoy the peace." Her hands weren't cold, but she fidgeted with her thin gloves, tugging at the shiny beads sewn to the tops of them. They'd probably come off if she weren't careful, but she dare not reach for the shifting pendent in her pocket.

"A human that dislikes other humans, how strange. How did you even get this far into the forest? Humans never get past the first ring of the tree line." Their voice was so smooth and creepy, unnatural and lulling. As though the stranger of the woods were trying to soothe the visiting woman to sleep. Considering blowing on the whistle, she felt nervous of this situation. She didn't want to rely so heavily on her friend, but this stranger felt so wrong. They weren't acting like other people did, speaking so strangely.

Having studied people to try and fit in with them, she was well aware of the little nuances this stranger was missing. Not trying to force eye contact, not closing the distance between them. Speaking in strange tones. Granted she struggled with the tones of voices, but the tones this stranger was using were more suited to when people were saying cruel words or telling stories to scare others.

"My friend brought me up the mountain to go outside, so my village wouldn't find me to take me back home. My friend lives in the mountain, he flies up through the forest a lot." She tried to explain herself, why she was there, that her friend was possibly nearby, or could fly overhead and see them. Finally this stranger started closing the distance, or so she thought at first. They were stepping from the circle to others, using paths through where the circles crossed. Slowly weaving through the clearing, working their way closer through an insipid dance of turns and twists. Did they memorize that unnecessarily redundant path?

Her boots shifted, shiny beads and pearls reflecting the vivid grass. She wasn't within the circles, somehow she felt that it would be safer that way. But her instincts weren't usually right when dealing with people. She grew nervous as the stranger closed in on her, swallowing her nerves as the first bead popped off her glove.

"A flying friend? Are you perchance friends with that giant lizard of fire that dwells within the mountain this forest rests upon? Such an odd being for a silly little human to befriend. What makes you so special, I wonder? Maybe your strange eyes, they are rather uncommon among the humans these days. Or your thin flat hair like dried grass. That isn't seen among the humans very much anymore either." They were too close! The stranger was far too close! But to move away would offend them, people always got offended when she moved away from them. Her brows knit and she ended up taking the gloves off, twisting them like wet rags.

"We-we're not friends because of how I look. He let me stay with him when I ran away from home. I wasn't comfortable at home, they wanted me to marry a man and leave the barn and live with him in his home and I didn't want to, so I ran to the mountain and found my way inside and he took me in. He cares about me, he doesn't talk about how I look. I'm not strange, I look different but that's okay. My mother looked different too." Her words were pouring out of her, nervous and needing to defend herself. Explain herself. Raising their brow, the stranger leaned in to them, the space between them mere inches now.

"Pl-please step back, you're making me nervous and saying rude things about me!" At that particular outburst, the stranger stepped back, hand going to their chest in shock as they gasped.

"Me? Rude? How dare you! I was simply wondering why you're so special to a dragon of all beings!" Their pink hair seemed to fluff up like an irritated cat, eyes narrowing and lips arching in a silent snarl. Her heart was thumping wildly, whatever this non-human creature was, they were mad at her now! But instead of smoothing things over, she knew her next words weren't well chosen the second they left her mouth and not a moment sooner.

"I don't know who you are and you're talking about me like I'm a freak. You're in my personal space, I can feel your breath on my face, and now you're snapping at me! You're very rude and I don't need to listen to mean people when I don't even know them!" Well shit, that'd definitely explain things to and calm down the stranger. Sarcasm. Explaining her feelings almost never fixed the situation. Steeling herself for the strangers reaction, she found herself surprised when the stranger merely huffed and crossed their arms, moving away.

"I don't mean to accuse you of being a freak. I simply meant to say that your appearances are no longer common among your people. But it appears humans are not your people. The way you torture those gloves, it's obvious you're not like them. Tell me, do they call you a changeling?"

Changeling. She remembered that word! Her friend had mentioned he'd learned the word from a fey, about how it used to be a common accusation for strange humans like herself. Humans that didn't fit in, whose hands never sat still and eyes never made contact. But that meant she was talking to a fey, and that was dangerous. Immediately on higher alert that she thought possible, she tucked the gloves into her pockets and started twisting and tugging her fingers with vigour.

"Why should I tell you anything, you haven't even given me your name yet!" Her eyes went wide. That was... She hadn't really planned what she was going to say, but this was perfect! Words the fey used! She remembered faintly from the few stories she'd overheard over the years.

"You have not given me your name either. They call me Cipher." The fey introduced themselves with a polite little bow. Biting her lip, she had to confirm.

"Your name is Cipher then?" She asked to an irritated glare.

"Yes I just told you that, now give me your name. "

"Thank you for giving me your name first." She giggled, energy bursting within her as she realized she'd actually won! She never won battles of wits! She always said something wrong! Always fucked up somehow!

"Wait, did you just… how did you..?" The fey was sputtering now, the pupils within their sky blue eyes shifting to slits, their hair parting and curving upwards until it hardened into two large horns. Their skin went a deathly white, like a cloud on a bright day.

"No I didn't, you asked me what my name was- I-" She shook her head, her smile as wide as a kid on Christmas.

"No, I said you hadn't given me your name. You thought I'd said it the normal way, but I said it your way!" She giggled cheerfully, shifting her weight from side to side, rocking with excitement. Looking pissed off as hell, the fey shook their horned head and tried to grab her, unable to reach past the edge of the circle.

"Listen, you little brat, I swear to your god-" Ohhh that was the angry tone, she held up her hands to stop the fey, her own sky blue eyes wide with adrenaline.

"You're being mean again. I've heard fairy stories, you're mad I took your name. I'll give it back if you promise me a favour. But I don't want to get into trouble or have any big problems, I was just scared you were going to trick me, and I know I'm easy to trick so I had to do it first." Now the fey looked dumbfounded. This changeling barely knew how the fey worked, knew only small stories, but called themselves an idiot and said they'd completed the feat of tricking a fey because they were scared??? Granted the fey had been off guard because they thought this woman was an idiot...

Slowly breaking into a grin, the fey nodded. They had been beat, this time, but they could work with a changeling who didn't know much.

"Alright. You mention this to no one, return my name and never speak it, and I shall give you one favour to be called in when you're ready. As well as a means to call me. Does that sound fair to you?" She smiled happily, seeming surprisingly relaxed. Dangerously relaxed.

"Only if I can tell my friend. I'll make him promise not to tell anyone else, but I tell him everything." Huffing, the fey reluctantly agreed, figuring this idiot wouldn't make the deal without that condition.

"It is agreed then. You renounce all rights to my name, and give your word that you will only tell your friend and no one else, and I shall return the deed with a favour, to be called upon when you're ready. As well as a way to reach me." She nodded to this and reluctantly offered her hand.

"We shake on it." A human custom, but it counted as well as ones word. It was a humans way of giving their word. Shaking on the deal, the fey glared at the woman before smoothing their horns back into hair.

"When you need me, draw a circle and stand in the centre. Speak my name so that no one might hear, and I shall come." Nodding, she turned around to leave, before pausing and looking back at the fey.

"The town elder called me a changeling, but my mother protected me from him. He was scared of her. If you weren't so dangerous, I'd be happy to have another friend. But you're mean and sneaky. If you ever decide to change that, friends don't hold favours over other friends heads." Leaving at that, she followed her exact path back to where the great dragon had dropped her off. A huge hole in the forest that fell into darkness, the entrance to the cave for the dragon. Telling him this story would be so exciting! But she didn't think she'd ask to explore the forest again. Gaining an extra name was lucky, the next time she went in, she might lose one. Far too big a risk.

She blew the golden whistle and peered into the darkness. It was time to go home.

The Fae froze, running his mind back over the subtleties of the conversation, following it’s hidden twists and clever turns, until he realizes. “Wait, did you just… how did you..” The human smiles politely. “Thank you, for your name”

[moonrotting]

also i am tired of seeing people say that helaena was having an anxiety attack during the funeral procession. where are all of my autistic helaena targaryen truthers. that was the beginning of an autistic meltdown/shutdown and i will not accept other interpretations

[deadgirlwalked]

Haelena-core

[dilfkuza]

okay i feel like im going insane and making a red string board in my head but I've watched that Ichiban and Kiryu conversation way too many times and i swear Kiryu has to be lying to seem cool or the "proposal" he's talking about isn't a standard proposal. a man with nothing to hide wouldn't have his face shift from being this smug

to being this caught off guard when he's asked to give details

that's not the look of a man who's been asked to reveal something personal that might be emberassing or uncomfortable, that's the face of a man who got caught in a lie and doesn't know how to follow up.

i know Kiryu is pulling a story out of his ass to hold up a manly persona. he's looking around trying to come up with something believable because he didn't think through his gut reaction of "I need to seem cool in front of this younger guy who (maybe) looks up to me". man's looking around the skyline as if his childhood idea of a tough, macho yakuza is gonna float down and give him a story to tell.

I can't even think of who he could be referring to unless he's exaggerating his relationship with Yumi or Kaoru? or if it has something to do with the woman he's protecting in Gaiden but I wouldn't think so since that's just a side story. of course it's not impossible that he could have tried to have a relationship during one of the gaps in time between games (à la Majima having an ex-wife between games), but that would be a really cheap way to write themselves out of Kiryu being generally uninterested in women. in conclusion?

[str0yberries]

TAKE

Oh my goddd thank you so so much :DD I don't celebrate the new lunar year but I truly appreciate this ask, it made me laugh how the person looked so serious while throwing the wrapped money. This single-handedly made me want to research the history of red envelopes and guess what?? It’s a tradition to give your friends and family bright red envelopes filled with money. But it’s not about the money — it’s all about the envelopes. They symbolize good wishes and luck for the year ahead. With today’s technology, many people have exchanged digital red envelopes instead of traditional paper ones.

The tradition comes from an old story about a demon, Sui, who would terrorize children on New Year’s Eve. Parents would try to keep their children awake by giving them eight coins to play with. Inevitably, many of the children would fall asleep, and the coins (eight immortals in disguise) would light up and drive the demon away. The envelope is now symbolic of the coins.

The amount of money never includes the number 4 because the Chinese pronunciation of “four” sounds like the word for death.

It’s the biggest holiday in Asian culture

The Lunar New Year is the oldest and most important holiday in China — and it’s also celebrated in countries like Indonesia, Japan, Malaysia, South Korea, Singapore, Thailand, the Philippines and Vietnam. Over 2 billion people celebrate the holiday around the world.

It’s also called the Spring Festival

Even though winter weather is still around, the Lunar New Year is also called the Spring Festival. The holiday welcomes the beginning of spring. The traditional Chinese Lunar Calendar originated about 4,000 years ago and was created to divide the year into seasons for agriculture. Because the new year falls around the time the sun is entering a position to start a gradual warming, many farmers will start planting crops – signifying the beginning of spring, which is one of the ways the holiday was also dubbed the Spring Festival.

Many traditions – like wearing the color red – started from an ancient legend about a monster

According to Chinese legends, a beast named Nian would devour villagers on New Year’s Eve. Many traditions are linked to the “Guo Nian,” which means surviving Nian’s attack. For example, legend has it that many people tried to ward off Nian with food, but wearing red is what ultimately drove the monster away. It’s also why fireworks are a big part of traditions – the sound is said to scare off evil spirits.

The dates change every year

Many Chinese rulers debated the start of the festival, and for years, the dates went back and forth. It finally was decided that it should follow the traditional Chinese lunar calendar. This marked the beginning of the festival as the first new moon of the year and ends will the full moon, which is 15 days (about 2 weeks). This means it can fall anywhere between Jan. 21 and Feb. 21. And this year it seemed to be the tenth. Lastly, did you know that the fireworks aren’t just to make the sky sparkly??

The story of Nian isn’t just about wearing red to scare the monster away. Traditional Chinese culture also used fireworks to frighten the evil spirits. In China, fireworks will go off at different times depending on the region, but the most common times include when the reunion dinner is ready, at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s Day, again in the morning of the new year and the last day of celebration.

[the-mountain-flower]

When you realize that you unintentionally made your main WIP's primary romantic relationship:

neurodivergent(AuDHD)-coded, fat, disabled, POC-coded, woman, queer + neurodivergent(autistic)-coded, fat, disabled, mixed, enby queer

🥰

[stench-core]

woman like whatever chimera falin's got going on, man like whatever laois' got going on

[blackcat419]

The constant talk of Helanea being ‘an innocent’ is so infantilizing especially because she’s autistic code or shown as having some type of neurodivergence.

That is a grown woman with kids and who had to watch one kid be killed. She’s allowed to be mad and upset and not be brushed off as an innocent little baby who doesn’t even like her dragon.

[sexiestpodcastcharacter]

Sexiest Podcast Character — Unscripted Bracket — Round 2

Propaganda

Pickman (Friends at the Table: Sangfielle):

She's a middle aged knight who is also a cowboy if the dragons/horses were evil and/or haunted and/or cursed trains! She went to (evil?) heaven and hated it BUT she was beloved by all the queer artsy women around. When she was a kid she got kidnapped by a train and lived on it for like 15 years before getting out and joining the people who kill trains. She has zero social skills, zero patience, zero charm, but she's SO hot and gruff and no nonsense and she Looms to be supportive

massive goat woman wearing armor made from the bones of a sentient train. kinda person to run a mcdonalds like it's the navy. went to heaven and said "fuck this, actually," invented pointillism and introduced evil fucked up trains to heaven and left. butch icon love of my life

SHE’S A GIANT BUTCH GOAT LADY WHO WEARS KNIGHT ARMOR MADE OF TRAIN PARTS AND HUNTS TRAINS THE WAY KNIGHTS HUNT DRAGONS. SHE’S ALSO A COWBOY. AND HAS A BIG GUN. SHE SPEAKS IN SENTENCES 10 WORDS LONG OR FEWER AND ROLLS HER OWN CIGARETTES.

She's butch, she's a knight, she has a big gun, she once convinced a skeleton to give her his sword

you used multiple fatt examples in your intro, so I assume you already Know

massive butch goat woman with a gun

HOT EMOTIONALLY DISTANT BUTCH GOAT TRAIN-KNIGHT

she's a goat! she's tall! she has a gun but doesn't know what a ranged weapon is! she's so autistic! AND she won my sexiest friends at the table player character tournament, she absolutely deserves to win this one too!!

Pickman is a big butch goat woman who smokes and fights supernatural trains. Self-explanatory

Have you seen her.

Giant butch goat knight who kills trains. The perfect woman.

She s so sexy shes a goat lesbian.please.

ITS PICKMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

she's a gruff muscular goat woman who hunts trains and wears train armor, she's perfect butch husband/wife material

“Ah, that sexy trains podcast character” “You mean that sexy trans podcast character?” “🐐no🚂”

VOTE PICKMAN OR I'LL HUNT YOU FOR SPORT

GO MY PSYONIC WARRIORS... PICKMAN SWEEP!!!!!!!!

I cannot believe my friends in the past have not found pickman attractive but please reconsider guys

Glenn Close (Dungeons & Daddies):

#Propaganda for Glenn Close: one of the other PCs mentions multiple times how hot he is #Actually several characters point it out but especially Henry #Also the only person in a podcast that has to put a disclaimer about not being a BDSM podcast to have had sex during the course of the show

PLEASASSWEEPLEASE TOU DONT HUNRERFSTABDS

GLENN GLENN GLENN ITS GLENN VOTE GLENN VOTE FOR THE BOY

[bloodyshadow1]

look, the thing with Toshiro is that he is not a bad guy, I don't think he would work out with Falin no matter the case, but he's not a bad guy. He is just a guy in a foreign land, and he was sheltered as a rich guys son who has retainers instead of friends, he doesn't know how to act towards people.

He is friends with Laios, yes things in ep 17 came to a boil and Toshiro finally exploded, but that doesn't mean he really hates him. He might not be the best friend Laios imagined him to be, but he doesn't hate the guy despite what he said. Yes, I'm sure he was genuinely bothered by the way Laios acts like the rest of the party, sans Falin, but him exploding at Laios because it's the worst possible time is not the same as him secretly always hating him.

At the time things break bad, had just had a party wipe where not only did they lose to a dragon, the woman he was infatuated with didn't leave with them. He did what he thought was best, get skilled retainers and head back into the dungeon. He has been fighting monsters through the dungeon, not resting, sleeping or eating for days. He finds out the same girl he likes was revived with dark magic, then turned into a Chimera that tears through his retainers, and almost kills them. As he's panicking Laios keeps saying the wrong thing at the wrong time and he finally explodes.

People are not just who they are at their worst moments, just like they're not who they only who they are at the best moments in their life. He's not an asshole for believing Marcille is dangerous because of her using dark magic when he thinks it turned Falin into a chimera and the social norms is dark magic is evil. Especially when Falin became the most powerful monster in the dungeon capable of using magic that slaughtered his retainers and every other adventurer in a few minutes.

*Spoilers for the manga*

When he's had time to think and get some rest and food, Toshiro is on Laios' side, willing to fight elite elven dungeon specialists on his behalf.

Also I know Laios is the fandom's precious little autistic bean, but he isn't guiltless in their relationship. Sure, there was not a malicious bone in Laios' body, but it doesn't change that he saw a foreigner in a bar and blasted him with questions without asking him his name. Yes, Toshiro should have explained, but everyone in the Touden party is neurodivergent, you cannot change my mind. Sometimes it is easier to avoid awkwardness by not correcting people when they get your name wrong. Toshiro didn't think he's be a part of Laios' party for years, he thought it was a meeting with a stranger in a bar, and then he's Shuro for 2 years to everyone in the party and the adventurers community.

People are complicated, and they should be allowed to be. Toshiro might not get a lot of chapters, but it is clear he is not just some asshole who has secretly hated Laios, it's just at the worst moment of his life after a series of terrible weeks things come to a boil. The whole manga/anime has more nuanced characters than any I've read/watched.

[writingwrittenwriting]

With the rainy season stretching on to its fifth week solid, I was growing unsteady. My dear little changeling was complaining of hunger, and though she ate such a ridiculous amount of food, (not just daily but multiple times a day) she was still underweight and in the process of putting meat back on her bones. It was important to get her more food. She couldn't afford to not eat.

Water being as it is, I couldn't wander too far from the cave. Travelling by foot through muddy terrain and cold sheets of rain was exhausting. Most decently intelligent animals had the right idea, staying hidden in their dens, bedding down, trying to rest through the storm and wait it out. But I couldn't do that, it was her second day without food and she was so hungry she had started crying. Needing food now, I set out to scavenge the base of the mountain.

Unable to feed her the mushrooms or wild turnips that grew in abundance, I was in my human form and rooting through bushes for berries or prey like a lowly mook. I'd never found the need to hunt like this, typically I would eat a few heads of livestock every blue moon. Hearing the convoy through the storm was a stroke of sheer good luck.

A carriage covered in luggage to such a degree as the one I spotted had to be ripe with resources! Donning my dragon form, I easily scared off the two men holding onto the horse reins. Scores of guards accompanying the convoy took up their weapons in a bid to protect the carriage, only to be sent flying into the mud by a mere swing of my tail. Picking up the carriage, I held it to my chest and sped back to my warm dry cave. Supplies for my changeling, as well as a new carriage should she want it. A lucky find!

Only after I had settled the muddy wheels down within the crack next to the other carriage did I hear someone shifting inside it. Once again taking my human form, I gestured for my changeling to stay back. Opening the decorative rounded door to peer inside, I felt my heart sink in frustration. Another woman was in my cave! This one well fed at least.

This woman was dressed in bright glowing shades of orange, red, and yellows like fire. Hair like gazing into an abyss, such vibrant darkness in countless lively twists swept back to hold up a golden halo. Yarn of gold twisted into her hair appeared to flow into the crown, hanging with the loose locks cascading behind her head. Widely set netting of gold string was laced around the smaller twists that framed her face, small precious gems twinkling on them like fruit on a tree. Ready to be plucked by a greedy dragon.

Sharp amber eyes were set in smooth svelte frames, narrowly tapered as though to hide their beauty from the word. (While showing just enough to make it weep for its loss.) A soft round face contrasted her stunning eyes, round as though the moon had become a goddess. Her nose followed the lead of her soft subtle chin and cheeks, barely rising from her face save for the slightly pronounced tip, like the gentle slope of a small hill. Even the tone of her skin was soft, a muted river stone brown. Truly a blue blood from what I'd heard, the nearly pastel tone a result of staying in the luxurious indoors of a dark castle.

She screamed for dear life upon seeing me. I would scream too, if a god were to open my carriage door. Unfortunately she didn't appreciate my beauty, as she began throwing pillows at me and insulting my parenthood. Demanding that the dragon be killed, of course. Beauty doesn't correspond to intelligence, perhaps she was only blessed once. Before I could speak a word to her, my dear changeling wrapped a sheet of golden silk around my waist and pinned it shut with a broach.

"Meeting people with your willy out is rude. You don't do that." So now she tells me. Allowing myself to be seen was rude? It was rude of others to be insulted by the honour of getting to witness my glory! Never the less, I allowed it. At least it was my colour. Peeking around me to see the stranger, my changeling tried her best to be confident.

"You don't need to be scared. He wont hurt you. I promise. He just wants your gold, he'll let you go." Despite her lovely and logical words, the woman screeched and threw a biscuit tin at me. Easily catching it, I opened it to see food and began to pass it over to my changeling. Manners be damned apparently, as she snatched it like a fledgling racing their siblings for a meal. Off to her spot to ravenously devour the biscuits. Silly little creature.

Screaming once more, the woman grabbed her slipper and gripped it like a weapon, as though she could bash my skull in with it. I merely sighed, of course I had some prissy high-born human being a pain in my cave. I only wished to get food and perhaps some new trinkets for my little changeling.

"When you've finished your screaming, you may come out. Stay within the boarder of crystals, it's safe for you here. We'll discuss getting you home once you've calmed yourself." While she cowered with her shoe, I climbed the carriage and dug through the trunks atop. All of it, clothing, grooming supplies, make up. Useless! Frustration growing, I was stunned to have a shoe smack the back of my head.

Having heard me digging through her luggage, she'd rushed out of the carriage in an attempt to keep me from absconding with her precious belongings. I returned the favour and threw the shoe back at her, not with force mind you. Shrieking at me to get down, she scooped up her shoe and took aim once more. I jumped down to start going through the supplies on the back of the carriage. I had apparently insulted her with my reciprocation of her actions. Tearing away ropes, I opened the trunks and dug around. That's when she rushed up behind me and swatted my back with her slipper. Ridiculous creature! Alas, I found what I was searching for. Decadent little snacks. Wrapped gifts of food and drink. Her private selection of quality goods.

Choosing the wrapped glass box of smoked salmon and a bottle of wine, I walked past the fussy woman to join my changeling.

"You cannot steal my belongings! Those are gifts for the royal family! Those are specialties of my kingdom and I demand you return them this instant!" Oh how indignant she acted. Stomping her little nude foot and crossing her arms as though to intimidate me. I unwrapped the salmon for my changeling, who ravenously tore into it, eating it with her fingers, bones and all.

"My dear, your belongings became mine the second I snatched them from the road and brought them to my cave. Your guards should come for you soon, at which time I'll allow one or two to live and take you away. However, I shall be taking any other supplies they bring with them. I suspect you've had a long trip, which means your little convoy is carrying food and other such useful things. Those are also mine now."

Gasping at my audacity, she pointed quite rudely at me and shouted like a child.

"You're the dragon! You beast! Return me and my belongings right now! You shall perish for this! My guards will kill you!" Using a new tactic my sweet changeling had taught me, I moved my hand to mimic it speaking, and made irritating high pitched noises to mock her. Something the village children often did to my changeling when she tried to get them to behave.

Her pastel bark colour shifted to more of a rusty clay, anger rising in her. Ah, she turned red like my changeling! How amusing! Such an effective tactic to annoy someone!

"How dare you!" She seethed with venom in her tone. A cocky grin lit my face up as I playfully challenged her.

"With great gusto, I assure you. Now then, if you continue to act like a spoiled brat, I can and shall continue to be a pest. If you'd rather be civilized, you may introduce yourself and pull up a chair. I'd like to be rid of you as soon as possible, as I'm sure you'd like to leave at your earliest convenience." Still standing there offended, she merely gaped at us. So I ignored her to address my changeling.

"Does that feel better now, my little changeling? Or do you still feel the pain of hunger?" She curiously eyed the bottle of wine as she chewed on the salmon. Little beast wanted to consume it all.

"There's still lots here, but yes I'm still hungry. I need vegetables. And bread or rice." Oh my poor changeling. Her diet was so expansive, and meeting her needs required such a variety of food. As I soothed her, our unwanted guest huffed for attention.

"You cannot just steal my belongings and do as you please. I am claiming this cave of treasures in the name of my kingdom and I shall be taking it all with me when I am rescued." Oh how my eyes rolled.

"My dear, you aren't claiming shit. If you're going to continue your blathering on for attention, you may return to your carriage and wait until someone comes to fetch you. I have no patience for spoiled little brats." Goddesses above, some high-born she was. Growling like a beast and stomping her foot before storming back into her carriage and slamming the door shut. It bounced back open, she had probably never had to close a door before in her life, so she grabbed it and slammed it a few more times before figuring out how to properly close it. A soft click indicated she had locked it. All the better for us.

"So who is she? Are you going to send her back home?" Speaking with her mouth full, I couldn't help but chuckle at her. She spoke of manners yet shared the visual of her chewed food.

"Probably some noble or royal, I'm assuming royal. She'll be gone soon enough. She had plenty of guards in accompany. Most likely important." She nodded and leaned into the couch, pulling her feet up and getting comfortable.

"She's really pretty... but so mean. And loud. I don't like her." I was surprised at her, choosing to dislike someone like that. To be fair to her, the woman was rather loud.

"I'll go work on getting rid of her, my little changeling. Worry not. Soon she'll be gone, and we can go through her stuff together." Getting up, I nudged my head to hers (A newly allowed gesture) before walking to the new carriage and knocking politely.

"Go away." The woman hissed.

"Who are you, brat?"

"I'm not a brat, my name is Princess Incandessa Luminerrie Pavo-Cristatus, I am the crowned Princess of the kingdom of the sun and you will respect me." I laughed. Honestly, such a conceited brat with an imperious name. To be rid of her would be a relief.

"My dear, were you aware that Pavo means turkey? You are the princess of turkeys."

"Get fucked."

"Such a lovely Princess you are, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" I laughed as I left her alone, returning to my changeling polishing off what had probably been two pounds of smoked fish and half a bottle of wine. She was laying on the couch with the box of fish beside her head, numbly chewing on what was likely to be her last bite. That much food and wine, she was likely falling to a food coma.

"I feel dizzy. That juice was rotten." Juice? Had she never had wine? Oh goddesses, I hoped she didn't end up vomiting.

"Darling, that wasn't rotten juice, that was wine. Do you feel alright? Are you going to be sick? You ate so much so quickly, I probably should have slowed you down."

"Too hungry to puke. Not losing my food. My food now. Mineeeee." Oh how silly my little changeling was. I took the food away and laid a blanket over her.

"Sleep my darling, I shall solve our problem." And she did fall asleep, precious little thing. I left her to be and reluctantly departed from the warmth of glowing crystals. Walking through the chilly caves and streams of water flowing through the sloped tunnels, I made my way to the entrance of the deadly system I had created to weed out the weak. No guards nor knights had come through yet, and it could quite easily take them some time depending on their skill level, but a part of me wished they'd come through already.

So fucking cold, I shifted to my dragon form and began picking my way through the tunnels, hoping to find someone to take the frustrating brat away. They were empty save for the creatures I had brought to populate them. Out into the rain I ventured once more, following my previous muddy tracks. No guards scouting ahead... No one on the path. Making it back to the scene of my crime, I found myself fiercely annoyed! And slightly... regretful. They had left, continuing to the next kingdom. It might be days before anyone was sent out. How was I supposed to feed two humans? Well, the princess was more than just bone, she probably wouldn't need to eat as frequently... And she was unlikely to gag on mushrooms and turnips.

With no reason to stay out in the damp cold, I headed back home. Back through the winding tunnels, the soggy little rivers, back to the warm glow of the orange crystals. I would have to make this work. I couldn't just kill the irritating princess. She hadn't tried to kill me, it would be unfair.

To my horror, the princess was out of her carriage and standing in front of my little changeling. Talking in an angry tone I knew would scare her. My changeling looked half asleep, pale and nauseous. Her normally jarringly wide eyes were tired slits, staring at the frustrated royal turkey. Thank the goddesses she was so tired, not freaking out. To my amusement. she just slowly lifted the blanket over her face. And then I heard her start to cry.

Rushing the princess, I scooped her up by her underarms like a child and carried her kicking and fussing back to her muddy carriage.

"Get your filthy hands off me! You have no right to touch me! How dare you handle me in such a disgraceful manner!" I set her down and let her scramble back into her carriage, slamming the door behind herself and locking it.

"You keep the company of a filthy changeling, kidnap princesses, and live in a damp cold cave! You're lowly trash! Filth!" Annnd now I wasn't going to bring her anything but mushrooms and turnips for her royal highness.

"Stay in your carriage, and stay away from my changeling. If you ever talk ill of her again, I'll carry you through the skies and drop you in the nearest kingdom. You'll forever be known as the princess so unpalatable that a dragon rejected you. You foul useless child." She smacked the window of the carriage through the curtain. As though that would frighten me.

Her behaviour continued like this for days, then stretched into weeks. Such a pain in my ass, yet I still took care of the spoiled rotten runt. I brought her warm water to clean herself with, mushrooms to feed herself (Despite her protests at the flavour). Even warm blankets from my personal hoard to keep her comfortable. How she managed to stay alone in the carriage, barely speaking, I don't quite understand.

At least my dear changeling was happy with this arrangement. I had noticed she was much more demure with our guest here, far quieter, even in her movements. But at least the princess wasn't out tormenting her. Not hanging around making her constantly uncomfortable. I had also noticed she had stopped sleeping in her carriage and started sleeping near me. Most likely to feel safe, she trusted me to protect her.

"It's been a month, my little changeling. I don't think they're coming for her." I whispered to my dear human as she drew swirling interconnected lines on the stone, blanket over her shoulders like a cape.

"I know. She's been here a long time. She's not happy here." Having given thought to her words, I knew my changeling was right. I nodded, it was time for the princess to leave. The matter of how to return the fussy royal would be a difficult task.

"I'll find somewhere to take her. I can't just drop her off at a random kingdom, if anyone believed her identity, she'd still be subject to much gossip. Where she had been, what had happened to her. What she had been up to during that time. Unless a knight comes at this point, she can't go back with ease." I wasn't certain how to handle this. This princess had become a huge problem for me, but I still had some sympathy for what was essentially a victim.

"Why don't we get her all muddy and let her wander out of the cave. We can show her the path to the mountain temple? She can tell them she escaped." Such a simple plan, but inspired! So basic in its intricacies, it'd be easy to execute! Admittedly the idea of pushing the princess in the mud was quite pleasant as well.

"My dear changeling, that is truly brilliant!" Her smile was twice brilliant, I ruffled her soft golden hair and got up.

"I'll go inform the princess, she is to depart now." Her smile turned into a grin worthy of myself. She wanted this princess gone, and made no effort to hide it. Chuckling at her, I made my way over to the crusty carriage the princess hid in.

Knocking on the dusty knuckle-print covered door, I was nearly bouncing on my feet. (A habit I'd picked up from my silly little human.) Our guest peered out through the thick curtains, glaring at me with disdain and disgust.

"What do you want, beast?" Oh how much fun I'd find in pushing her into the mud.

"You're to depart now. Get out of the carriage, you're leaving my cave and returning to your kingdom of turkeys." Such a ladylike growl she gave, but the door clicked with the lock lifted, swinging open violently for her to climb out and stare at me. Crossed arms and tapping foot, she was so childish. I would not miss this pathetic human, even her kingdom didn't want her back, and as sad as that was, it wasn't about to become my problem.

"Has a knight finally come to rescue me?" She demanded in a haughty tone. A touch of remorse must has slipped upon my face, as she cringed and hugged herself, looking down in abandoned sadness.

"No, but I shall bring you to the nearest temple. You will tell them you escaped, and they will return you to your kingdom." Anger flashed across her face, painful and forsaken. I pitied her, but I couldn't let her continue to stay here causing my changeling discomfort. I began walking to the cold rivers of flooded water rushing through my gold, pausing to look back at her.

"You'll be the princess who rescued herself. Perhaps you can earn respect from that." I offered her, prompting her to reluctantly follow me. Whining as she stepped into the cold water, I had to agree with the displeasure of this venture. I'd whine as well, if I didn't have an audience.

"I'm not fond of the frigid water either, but the temple always has a fire keeper. Once you get there, you shall be warm again." Lucky for her, I'll have to return to the cave to be warmed. Stumbling through the water in her ridiculous dress, she put up a surprising fuss when I scooped her up. Kicking and squirming against me, I considered dropping her into the rushing water to cool her off.

"Unless you wish to wade through this, I suggest you give in and calm yourself." Thankfully she was wise enough to comply, thus our journey began. Working my way through the flooded tunnels, past the shivering beasts lurking upon the ledges above the water, over traps and trenches filled with bones, I brought her out into the howling winds of the outside world. Both of us were shivering, her teeth clicking pitifully.

"I'll take you to the point you can see the temple, but you must walk from there." Too cold to respond, she merely nodded against me. Part of me wondered if she could even make it the short distance to reach the temple. Nearly falling many times as I trudged through mud up to my shins, I barely kept her upon my shoulder. Seeing the light of the temple was a miraculous relief. Finally! I threw her down into the mud, earning a shriek from her that almost pierced the winds.

"How dare you-!" She started, but I prevented her from continuing her tirade by hauling her to her feet.

"Enough. Go home. Follow the light, there you'll find aid. Return to your kingdom. Perhaps if you work on being a more palatable version of yourself, your kingdom will care enough to fetch you the next time you find trouble. You're a distasteful struggle to deal with, a horrible princess, and you've only survived through pity and luck. You've been born with every advantage this world has to offer, aim higher.

To my surprise, she looked deflated. Anger replaced by a knowing sadness. She knew she could do better. She knew she was unpleasant. Without another word, she turned and trudged through the mud, stumbling and nearly falling. Despite the cold getting through to my bones, I waited to ensure she made it before I returned to the cave. Washing off the mud in the flooded little rivers along the way.

Returning to the crack was the greatest relief. I couldn't quite take my dragon form and curl up around the warm glow of the stones, but I could do so in human form. Alas, I wanted nothing more, but first I had to find-

My changeling was in her carriage, door open, sleeping with the remains of a wheel of cheese laying on the ground just under the steps. I snorted in laughter and shook my head before scooping up the trash and tossing it into the river to be carried away. Then I made a nest of blankets around one of the larger warm crystals and snuggled up to it. Honestly, I'd rather snuggle with my changeling, but I didn't wish to violate her personal space. Perhaps one day.

You’re a dragon who kidnapped a prince/princess. All is going to plan but… it’s been a month and no one’s come to save them.

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can you pleeeeease post your dm sexuality/gender hcs on here.... 🥺 i don't have a twitter but i wanna know. it's like a pandora's box to me now i'm like scratching at the door. let me in

heres the link 2 the thread (mild spoilers btw) ill post a transcript under the cut for ppl who dont have twitter

first off i think laios relationship to sex is super removed for like 50 reasons without even getting into his actual sexuality

he grew up in a place with very repressed ideas about sex and has a lot of fear about asserting his presence in situations

his special interest takes precedent over any social interactions he has and the level of closeness he feels towards people

he has a hard time figuring out his feelings towards other people both bc hes autistic and bc he has freaky deviantart fetishes that make sex in his mind a very abstract concept <- this one is me projecting mostly

that aside, i feel like gender-wise hes attracted to ppl so infrequently it may as well be entirely case-by-case

the idea of him being gay appeals to me from the 'raised with traditional values he Does Not fit into/hasnt begun to question it yet' perspective, i lauve characters who put a lot of stock into performing a role thats expected of them and fail miserably for unknown (gay) reasons

from his perspective tho i dont think he would ever really label himself anything. hes going to pride parades in the shirt+shorts Ally Fit to clap for his friends

hes also 'cis by indifference' imo... i love tmasc laios hcs it just doesnt mesh w his personal history to me. i do think hes got some kind of therian gender thing going on (not trans or nb but a secret third thing) but i cant see him changing anything abt his appearance/pronouns to accommodate that post-canon. hes just doin his thang

falin is in a similar boat for gender. i LOOVE tfem falin but the village repression thing has been bugging at me so i dont think i subscribe to it anymore (canon purist sorry) BUT if u hold that hc i am clapping and cheering regardless

instead i was propagandised to a while back and i LOVEEE the idea that being fused w a male dragon and the residual traits she has after being revived have given her a type of gender euphoria she didnt realise she was missing. a little boygirl swagger if u will

sexuality-wise i also dont think she would care to label herself, shes a lesbian by virtue of only being interested in One woman and zero other people. without marcille i do think shes still exclusively attracted to women, and i like to imagine she might experiment around a bit during her travels post-canon (pre-relationship). hearing abt it might put marcille on the news though

marcille is very simple That is a transfem lesbian. she cant get pregnant, shes obsessed w being femme and all that combined w her half-tallman struggles to be seen as 'properly feminine' by elf standards reads very transfeminine to Me. also her bookboy crush REEKS of comphet its not subtle

i think a more comfortable marcy might have the space to experiment w being elf butch like her manga boys but thats mainly self indulgence for me. utena could have saved her

senshi is gay his whole thing is abt not being able to perform dwarven masculinity to a proper standard (soft hearted, not as strong or rugged as his peers) which is like gaycoding 101. also hes a bear. homosexuality be damned by boy can work a grill

adding onto this i rly think senshi got some type of euphoria from being an elf in the changeling chapters. he was feeling himself so much i think he was using it as an outlet to have fun being a little fem and fruity without needing to justify it. do u understand

i dont have any particular opinions abt him gender-wise beyond that. his bulge is an essential part of his character design but i also saw a transmasc senshi a couple days ago that made me nod my head thoughtfully so i could go either way

chilchuck is cis and bisexual this is just canon. not even just his old man crush on senshi altho i do think thats very funny but they put his ass on a cover themed like hes in a dating sim with all the men and women in the cast and then slapped it in front of a chapter called "bicorn". i simply cant pass up that kind of overt signaling. its so fucking funny what else is there to say truly

izu to ME is a transmasc aroace lesbian (this one has the least basis in canon i just know it to be true) shes a little genderfluid with it nd uses he/she i think. i like to imagine she consistently uses masculine personal pronouns to refer to herself either way tho (boku, ore)

i think izutsumis gender/sexuality is entirely secondary in priorities to her body dysphoria. she has a lot of learning and acceptance 2 do before that kind of self discovery is on the docket and in my mind eschewing gender on some level is part of that. get sillay

shuro is cishet but at least he feels bad about it. next listen listen to me i dont think he would ever actually examine this but i need u to put on ur tin foil hat with me for one second. i think estrogen could have saved her. i have more thoughts on this but im not gonna propagandise too much on this post just know that im right

kabru is a transmasc bisexual this is also practically text. his whole thing of being treated like a doll by milsiril to put in pretty dresses, plus i think it would be pretty easy for him to stealth in the west since tallmen are seen as inherently more masculine than elves

(i also think changing genders is just more common for elves. theyre androgynous enough that it wouldnt be hard and like who in their right miiiiind would be the same gender for 500 years. dwarves too)

i think he started presenting as male socially in the west but didnt need to consider medical transition until he moved to a more mixed culture where other races might see him as a woman

i dont have to explain the bisexual part. have u seen him

namari is a butch bisexual this is just canon straight up. shes not transmasc but i think the default settings for dwarven women is like 4 years of T regardless. shes a hit at all the local cruising spots despite her renfaire nerdisms i know this

and just bc im thinking abt em kiki and kaka are identical and kiki is tfem :} theyre both attracted to women but kaka is a sub so i forgive him

THATS ALL 4 NOW theres a lot of characters so i cant have thoughts abt all of them at once but i hope this was good. im right about everything forever as per usual

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Arranged marriage

Chapter three

Royal au

Princess Natasha X queen autistic reader

Warnings: Natasha being a bitch. Natasha being jealous. Woman flirting with y/n. Swearing (minor) lemme know if there anymore. Natasha getting feelings? Oblivious y/n

Natasha pov

I want to rip out my eyes. Why on earth am I here. This is so stupid. Riding in a carriage with this idiot queen. Those are my first thoughts as I stare angrily out the window of the carriage me and queen y/n are sitting in. Said queen is hiding from the crowds of people outside the carriage. She's so backwards. Never wanting too many people around and only tolerating socialisation for a specific time frame before vanishing for sometimes days. In my opinion she's not fit to be a queen.

Fresh air finally. I think to myself as me and the idiot behind me climb out the carriage into the town square. People have crowded near the carriage. Ofcourse they have. Their "queen" is here. I grumble slightly as the guards help down y/n. Gods she can't even get out a carriage by herself what a useless idiot. I don't know why but my thoughts of rage and hatred have increased towards y/n. Perhaps it's to make up for the fact she's cute and her hands are soft and she really nice. Like right now with how she's thanking the guard who helped her over and over like the absolute sweetheart she is. What. No. Absolutely not. Y/n is a idiot on the throne and I will murder her. I don't find her cute I don't find her sweet and Queen y/n is not a sweetheart.

There's a wyvern on that houses roof. I wonder if y/n will notice it and rant about its species. I already know it's a wyvern because y/n said earl- why am I thinking that. It's just an idiot dragon. And boom y/n has seen it. She's ranting again. Gods I hate it. What on earth is a blood bellied wyvern and why does it matter. That dragon was black not red. I hate cobblestone too now that I think about it. My heels keep threatening to buckle beneath me. Good thing I'm an absolute goddess and can walk in heels anywhere.

Y/n pov

The carriage ride to the town square was quiet. I didn't want to interrupt Natasha too much. And if I spoke even a word I'm pretty sure she'd tell me to shut it anyway. Besides looking out the window was fun. I saw so many different dragons. I wish I could've been able to get a proper look so I could see what species they are. There's so many people outside watching the carriage though. I should've held this off until my social battery filled again. I am going to hate this trip. I really should stop letting Natasha's parents coerce me into stuff.

Finally the carriage stops and the doors open and fresh air hits me like a train. I go to step out but a guard offers me a hand. I have told them to stop doing that. They really should listen I can get out of my own carriage. But I accept his help not wanting him to feel foolish. The cobblestone streets are filled with people and horses and carriages. I like the town. Aside from the bustling people and market stalls scattered around the town square it's a nice break from the palace. A nice break from being a queen. Princess Natasha is scowling. Like always. I am pretty sure it's her default expression.

Me and the princess have walk a little now. Passed a stall selling dragon egg remains. I don't like those stalls. They often steal and break dragon eggs to get the product. I shudder slightly. Natasha hasn't been paying any attention. She's been grumbling about idiots and cobblestone. She wore heels so I guess that's why. Should've worn flat shoes like me. I did tell her so. I look up at the houses around us and.. no way. A blood bellied wyvern right there on the rooftop of a civilian house. They only come down this way in the winter! I've never seen one before aside from in books.

My mouth is running again. I never know why I do this. But I excuse myself mentally this time since I've never witnessed this dragon before. Their scales are reflective of their blood colour which is why they're called blood bellied wyverns. Well the belly part is because you see the actual veins and blood but still. I haven't had a single interruption from Natasha yet. She's just walking silently beside me as I rant. I slow down and pause looking at the queen feeling a bit bad now. I must've pissed her off in some way again.

"are you ok princess?"

I ask hesitantly. I don't like the way Natasha has paused. She's staring at me funny and I'm prepared for her to scowl and scream at me. She huffs instead.

"I'm fine just keep walking."

I blink surprised as Natasha keeps walking and I speed up to catch up to her.

Natasha pov

She's still ranting. Something about the wyverns scales reflecting their blood colour.. oh that's why it's called whatever it was. I can't help but steal glances at y/n. She's so annoying. So very annoying. And absolutely perfect at the exact same time. No. I won't go down that rabbit hole. I am not stupid. Falling in love is for pitiful useless peasants. Not royalty. Why does my heart not agree with my head. It's stupid. I'll fix it.

"are you ok princess?"

Y/n's voice stops me. That's not about dragons. I glance down at her attempting a scowl but I can't respond. She's looking at me with wide y/e/c eyes and I can't help but find her expression adorable. No. No no no no no. She's not adorable and she's not cute. I huff slightly shaking away all those intrusive thoughts

"I'm fine just keep walking"

I scowl again as I pick up pace once more. Y/n speeding up to get back to my side. She's so small. Like a puppy. No. Absolutely not. Puppies and y/n have nothing in common. I'll kill her. And I won't feel bad about it and I won't regret it. Everything will be fine. I go to yell at y/n as per normal but she's not by me anymore. I glance around and.. there. By a stall selling books and scrolls. I stand and watch her annoyed. Ofcourse she'd stop to look at scrolls and books. And judging by her expression it's dragon bullshit again. The woman serving her is leaning over the counter and talking to y/n about different species. That grin on the merchants face. That's not a friendly grin...

It's been ten minutes and y/n has not stopped talking to the merchant. She's bought atleast three books and five scrolls. And that merchant is clearly flirting with y/n. Doesn't she know the queen is engaged. To me no less. Why is this bothering me. I mean I should be annoyed it's taking so long that's normal but why am I pissed that the queen is being flirted with. Why does it irritate me more than the books. I want to tear that merchant's eyes out and turn them into a necklace for y/n to wear and I don't know why.

She touched her arm. That merchant touched y/n's arm. And I don't like it. Rage hits me like a brick. That bitch can't touch what's mine. There is a clear engagement ring on the queen's finger and it's public knowledge that y/n is betrothed to me. I storm over absolutely enraged at this pathetic sellers attempt to steal MY y/n. Swiftly wrapping an arm around y/ns waist I glare down my nose at this merchant. Watching in sick satisfaction as she backs up scared. Good to know she recognises me.

"back the fuck away from my fiancee."

I snarl. Pulling y/n closer to me. She's so small and she's looking at me shocked. I'll deal with it later. That merchant gets the hint and backs up mumbling apologies and handing y/n her books. I grab them and pull the queen with me away and back towards the carriage. I don't y/n until we are both in the carriage and leaving.

Y/n pov

I saw a dragons scroll and books stall. That looked fun so I told Natasha I was looking at it and went over. I haven't seen this stall before and it has so many books and scrolls. Most I already own but a few I don't! I immediately purchase the scrolls and books I don't have. It would be foolish if I didn't. A waste. Besides I'm the queen I can do as I please. The merchant running the stall is wonderful too. She's really friendly. Immediately we are in conversation about gilded bronze dragons and their subspecies. I haven't met a single other person who could talk dragons with me.

Don't recognise the touch at first. The seller just put her hand on my arm and smirked at me. I blink and smile back not really knowing what's happening before I'm grabbed into someone and the merchant is backing away. I frown wanting to continue talking about dragons and books still. I glance at the person who grabbed me prepared to tell them off for grabbing me politely because yelling at people is Soo mean and I don't have the heart until I realise the person who grabbed me is princess Natasha romanoff.

"back the fuck away from my fiancee."

Natasha scowls at the merchant as she pulls me closer. I didn't realise how much taller the princess was compared to me. Jesus Christ am I actually that short. I blink slightly and glance around trying to gouge out if this is normal or weird and nope this is definitely weird the townspeople are looking at us funny. I'm about to speak until Natasha grabs my books and scrolls and begins dragging me back to the carriage. I don't even argue with her I'm in a state of shock. I never thought I'd see the day Natasha would get... Jealous?

A/n: I am sorry this is so late I didn't like the ending originally and rewrote it like three times so I haven't been on much but I've started chapter four and I will go back to normal posting again I promise.

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Nonblacks in fandoms are literally brainwired to not care about black characters.When it comes to Disney Princess ship aus it's always Ariel and Eric or Rapunzel and Eugune but never Tiana and Naveen or Brandy's Cinderella and Paolo's Prince Charming.Hazel is a trio with Nico and Percy but is always replaced with Jason for 'The Big Three Boys' despite Percy being closer to her and Jason only becoming friends with Nico being used as a pity case for him by witnessing him being force outed and is defanged even though she's on par with Percy and her design whitefeminized because Pjo fans can't comprehend black girl features as feminine.Allura was the only good part of Voltron but she was bashed for daring to be the love of the lives of the two fan fave male characters instead of them realizing they only 'think' they hate eachother and applied every misogynoir stereotype to her under the guise of progressiveness

Duke is forgotten as a Batkid,Robin and Batboy based off a requirement rule that's never been said in canon or even joked about by official sources and Kory and Tam are shoved out of their romantic narratives with Dick and Tim to fit the 'redheads and blondes' rule even though Dick's dated more black women than redheads and Tim's first girlfriend dyed her hair blonde because she thought that's why he liked Stephanie more and he made a twisted expression of horror as his thought box said 'I...hate it'.Luz has her blackness invalidated almost always by NONblacks only,Gus is a canon black4brown mlm in a teenage romcom-esque ship but Toh fans ignore him and Mattholomule to obsses over Hunter and Edric as they 'roast' Huntlow too when Edric might as well not exist in comparison to Willow's depth and abundance of screentime,Camila was never given a chance and branded an abusive mom or spicy latina armcandy for Eda and Darius gets jackshit despite Hunter's whole ass entire dad and having a canon backstory with Eda,Raine and Lilith as classmates

Gumlee and Bubbline have much less content than completely noncanonical white gay ships and even after we saw Elise Marceline still wasn't popularly drawn black as human despite her being confirmation for Marcie and by extention Marsh being biracial.Oscar is said to have no personality by the same people who run blogs dedicated to fucking JAUNE AND SUN and his importance to Ruby downplayed for a mean white girl who bullied her for being a younger autistic girl and Emerald is easily the most deep and prettiest antagonist but hardly anybody hardcore stans her or ships her even including Mercury

Miles has zero crossover genres and i mean GENRES a la Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons not the occasional one-off fanart and niche fic despite everything about Spiderverse being prime crossover material especially now that we have Atsv yet Danny F/P gets in on all of them including being JASON'S COUNTERPART when MILES is exactly like him while Danny's literally just ghost-themed and has nothing in common with Jason including being different flavors of deaths and ressurections and Margo is made out to be a desperate loser over Miles even though he showed even MORE more interest in HER and Hobie is passiveaggressively turned into Gwen's 'canon brother figure' despite the FIRST thing we learned about him is that they were gonna be a thing and it made it into the final project as confirmed by the creators who said the viewers can choose if they were dating or not and Jessica did nothing but be a good adoptive mom to Gwen after her cop dad kicked her out,have chemistry with Miguel,her own inner turmoil too and serve cunt and y'all either hated or ignored her for it BECAUSE she's a black woman but not a m*mmy or a minstrel show,don't even lie

And they notice NONE of this despite it happening every.fucking.time.They never prioritize or treasure black people in their lives if they even have any and they smacktalk black celebrities for the same reason they worship nonblack ones too.They make a mockery of black culture with butchered aave and whitewashed black aesthetics and calling our food disgusting and our romantic tactics inherently perverted(see the oversexualization of 'babygirl' when just means 'sweet black girl' and is meant to be comforting and can even be used platonically by older male relatives).They don't see color.They don't see us at all.They deliberately turn a blind eye to all the nonstop microagression they do towards our representation which they've NEVER limited to fictional characters-see how every black actor ever gets harrased!!!-yet act all 'woke' because they unlearned queerphobia and ableism.Yeah?Unlearn THIS propaganda too snowroaches

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Problems I have with HOTD so far:

• not letting Alicent be actually evil. Y’all already hate her for being a GOOD person, I can’t imagine how y’all would handle an actually evil queen. I wish she killed Viserys and made Aegon heir Herself!

• no perspective of small folk, closest we have is Criston who is still more well off then 90% of king’s landing. In GOT we got small folks perspectives on their rulers a lot and I hope we get that soon.

• taking away Helaena’s autonomy. Making her the cute autistic girl who does no wrong is such a bastardization of her that it’s laughable.

• casting with specifically Laena. Do not get me wrong, the actresses are gorgeous and Amazingly talented, but because they aged her up during Rhae’s wedding it makes her look even older than Rhae even tho they have at least a 3 year age gap.

• “and now they see you as you are” WHAT? They see a woman drop all decorum for her child? She their queen willing to personally handle situations? Like I genuinely do not know what this is suppose to mean.

• bulldozing the Velaryon family. Rhaenys does nothing when both her children die to the hands of the targs, no one does anything when Vaemon dies, even when Rhae tries to make Luke the lord of the tides no one brings up that his fiancee should be the true lord not him.

• the new promo saying “[team black] acts more like a family” maybe my family is weird but we don’t fuck each other or marry each other at all

• only truely giving team black’s dragon’s personality. We know Vhagar’s SLIGHTLY but Dreamfyre and Sunfyre are nothing right now

• no Alicent birth scene. We get multiple traumatizing birth scenes but the woman who was a mother of 3 before 20 doesn’t get one? Ok

Will add more as I think of them

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I did a little fanart of all the Fontaine characters.

I am enjoining a lot this new region in Genshin. Sumeru was fine, but was not my cup of tea. Decadent French degenerates?? that is right on my alley!

Also the music of Fontaine RULES!

I'll share my opinions about every character, so...

SPOILERS FOR 4.1

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Charlotte: A missed opportunity to do something amazing with her as a journalist. She could be a character that makes interesting commentary about Fontaine injustices, but nah, she is just chasing "a big headline", zero interest for the truth.

Freminet: He is cute. I like him.

Lynette: I love her. I wish the game put her more in the spotlight, right now just feels like a prop for Lyney and that is a shame.

Lyney: He is fine. His outfit always makes me laugh.

Furina: My baby girl, the bane of my existence, my favorite Archon ever. We don't accept Furina slander in this household. I see her as an overwhelmed person who needs to put this all this show in order to keep feeding the Oratrice, while everyone is just taking her as incompetent without knowing what kind of sacrifices she is doing, idk, she is a really interesting Archon to me. I love the idea of her being cursed, and her interactions with Arlecchino made me really sad, I feel bad for her, she is not having a good time...I hope her story don't disappoint me, hahaha.

Neuvilette: Old man, autistic coded dragon for the win, I really like him. He is also a little of a drama queen with all this "I don't belong here" stuff while outside literally 90% of Fontaine is a member of the "we love Neuvillette fan club"

Wriothesley: He is fine. I like his interactions with Neuvilette and him as Clorinde's friend. My problem with him is this thing that Genshin likes to do of "is not the system that is bad just you need to be sure to have good people on the top" kind of discourse that is really bad. So him as a cop/jail administrator kinda is another missed opportunity to make a little more commentary, but maybe I'm asking for too much.

Sigewinne: I really like her after the Archon quest. Haha, you can not trust her. Lol.

Navia: I love this woman with all my heart. She is the best, smart, badass and beautiful. Also incredibly gay for Clorinde, I love their drama. I want more Navia content now!

Clorinde: I am a sword lesbian, so she is right on my alley. I like her serious but not stoic attitude, and how she turns into a wet cat in front of Navia, lol. I want to learn more about her. She is cool.