#Married with a dragonslayer

[linkman447]

The Married Life (yang)

Yang: he’ll be here any minute

Blake: you think he’d be ok with this

She gestured to her maid outfit and yangs similar one

Yang: hey I know my husband, he’ll love it

Soon the front door opens

Jaune: yang baby I’m home

From the other room

Yang: I’m in here

Jaune: hey baby have our fri-…..

Blake and Yang are sitting provocatively on a sofa

Yang: what’s wrong dear

Blake: yes what’s wrong master

Jaune: w-what’s all this?

Yang: oh I just thought my handsome husband would love a nice present this holiday season

Blake: yes master I agree with the mistress

Jaune: B-But honey our friends will be here soon

Yang: ya no

Flashback

Yang: ok everyone I have a plan for my husband for the holidays

Pyrrha grumbled: man stealer

Yang: and that plan involves Blake

Blake: yes !!!

Weiss: oh you whore why her

Yang: what I need my partner

Pyrrha: all of you are sluts

Yang: and to prevent you all from interfering with my plans

She holds up ruby with her puppy dog eyes

Pyrrha: 😖😖😖😖 fine

Weiss: that won’t work on me

Ruby then holds up zwei

Weiss: 😍😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰 oh you are the goodist boy ever

Nora: but I must help fearless leader to get with Pyrrha

Yang nods to Blake and she pulls a rope revealing a tied up and shirtless Ren

Nora: 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 MINE

Yang: I love it when a plan comes together

Flashback ends

Yang: ya they won’t be here till tomorrow night

Jaune: o-oh ok so….

Both Yang and Blake grab his arms and lead him to the master bedroom

Yang/blake: 😍😍😍😍😍 oh Jaune/master

[keepitdreamin]

dnd was productive tonight, added another guy to the future polycule lmao

[joifee]

Here are both my pieces for the @bdubszine !!!!! Such a great opportunity to run with it and just have fun with detail work.

I am in love with sungod bdubs and very proud of this piece with the improv class^^

Down below is some in depth talk for the first piece with bdubs and all his clocks :D

The one on his chest is a regular minecraft clock - he always carries one in his offhand. In the background his his big tower from his "building with bdubs" series. He is wearing his moss cloak. On his wirst: A clock with a horse: he loves horses. also it actually is inspired by the horse-mountain he build in season 9 of hermitcraft A purple clock with ears: a purple panda clock. He joined one mcc (minecraft championship) and one it first try on the team called purple pandas) A tnt block-clock: Season 7 of hermitcraft he had, alongside impulse and tango, a company called "the boomers" who would explode stuff with tnt for diamonds - bdubs stick was he would die in every blow up they do (there are compilations)

in his jacket: The clock looking like a ring: reference to double life. He was soul-bonded to impulse and they lowkey roleplayed as a married couple and impulse gifted him a clock as a sign or marriage. therefore it looks like a ring. it also has "i" pointers because impulse always puts "i"s on his stuff A regular alarm clock: Basically that - maybe a reference for him always sleeping through the night. The red glasses clock: reference to season 8. He, tango and keralis based together and called themself "big eyes crew" and they all wore red glasses Emerald shaped clock: season 9 as the right hand to king rendog (theres also a crown inside the shape) emeralds because rendog and bdubs wanted to change currency to royal emeralds which started a war on the server and led to rendogs execution. bdubs stayed loyal till the end "hep" clock: Season 7. He plays right hand man to mayor scar. There was a turfwar between two groups - one wanted their main island to be mycelium the other wanted it to be grass. HEP was the group who wanted grassblocks so its a grassblocked shaped clock. they lost the war clock with a snake: 3rd life reference. Inside the clock theres a castle "the crastle" which was his and cleos base in 3rd life. The snake stands for cleo. the heart is part of the logo for the traffic series (same btw count for the heart in the impulse ring) sundial: reference to the hermitcraftxempires smp crossover. bdubs came to empires smp and announced himself as "the sungod" and basically became a god and gem, oli, fwhip and sausage were his followers for the short time. the shape is after a build sausage made in his name the "B" sign: reference to last life. He was part of team B.E.S.T. and they had shields with their initials aka Bdubs, Etho, Skizzlman and Tango. The four hearts are the lifes he was given at the start of the series half tnt clock: reference to ethoslab who is his best friend on hermitcraft and they are just unnormal about each other messed up steam punk clock: reference to the create series he did with keralis, tango, scar and zedaph who unfortunatly was short lived mcc coin: the coin he got for winning mcc broken heart monitor clock: limited life. there's a heart monitor and digital clock. the clock is broken because bdubs didnt uploaded his view for limited life (at the time of drawing this piece) so we never new how much time he had left (we know now) small pocket watch with snake and wings: also limited life. he teamed up with scar (the wings) and cleo (the snake) tree clock: the tree of whimsey. one of his first builds of season 9. he crowned tango as parkour king, cub as royal magican/dragonslayer and ren as king under it

rest of the smaller clocks are filler

[notmaplemable]

My Thoughts On Jaune x RWBY + JNPR Marriage Surnames

This is the... well not follow up since those polls are still live, but just my general thoughts on what happens with the surnames for some Jaune ships.

Now, admittedly the answer to that is partially going to come down to the cultures of Remnant. There are 5 confirmed married couples in RWBY, at least in the main show. Those being Kali and Ghira, Jacque and Willow, Li and An Ren, Terra and Saphron, and Taiyang and Raven.

3/5 have one of the partners taking the other's surname. 1/5 are hyphenated. And we don't know if Raven took Taiyang's last name when they were married, but since Yang is a Xiao Long, we can assume he didn't take hers and they probably didn't hyphenate.

Also, we don't know if Tai and Summer were married or not.

The majority of characters also just have singular surnames, so it seems one partner taking the others surname is the default on Remnant.

With that in mind, I also don't think Jaune would want to give up the Arc name anyways. Since trying to live up to the Arc legacy is a fairly large part of his character. At least in my interpretation of the character.

So let's get into it, I'm also going to link each poll if you want to vote in that.

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Lancaster:

I can see the Rose name being important, but not super important to Ruby. Kind of depends on where the marriage takes place in the timeline I guess.

I'm leaning a bit more to Ruby just being an Arc, but I can see them going with Rose-Arc to keep the alliteration for Ruby's name.

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White Knight:

Weiss cares about her family legacy as much as Jaune. No way either are giving up their surnames.

Arc-Schnee sounds a little better, so I'll go with that.

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Knightshade:

This one definitely depends on when it happens.

If it happens before Blake reconnects with her family, somehow, she'll just be an Arc.

If after, then definitely Belladonna-Arc. Arc-Belladonna just doesn't sound right.

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Dragonslayer:

Honestly, I think Yang is just a bit of a hopeless romantic and would just take her partner's surname unless they really wanted to hyphenate it.

So Yang Arc for this one.

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Nora's Arc:

I don't really think Nora cares about her surname... at all. So she'd probably just go with whatever her partner wanted to do.

That or she'd want to arm wrestle for it.

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Arkos:

Honestly, I think Pyrrha would change her name to be less recognizable. And because she knows how much being an Arc matter to Jaune.

Pyrrha: Pyrrha Nikos? No, I'm just plain old boring Mrs. Arc. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go try for my 17th child now.

Though I'd imagine whatever company represents her would just want her to keep Nikos.

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Martial Arcs:

I can't say I've thought about it much, but I'd imagine Ren would care about his family legacy as much as Jaune.

So I'll go with Ren-Arc.

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Bonus Arculus Rift:

Does Penny care about surnames?

I'll just go with a 50/50 on Arc or Polendina-Arc and call it a day.

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And yeah, I used witch instead of which on all of the polls. But it's okay, English is only my first language.

What do you think?

[moeblob]

I love my dumb OCs so much ...

I think I have rambled about them before so to spare you! A tl;dr version that you can also skip:

Shilva can turn into a dragon. Vikrahm goes on an adventure and meets Pops. Pops is a famous dragonslayer who refuses to tell anyone his name and never collects reward money unless needed at that time. Shilva and Pops get married. They both do not tell Vik his name though so he resorts to a threat and is shocked when it actually works. "I didn't expect to get this far idk what to do now" kinda vibes.

[sweetfirebird]

Fox of Fox Hall!

Throughout the kingdom and into the countries beyond, they gossip about the scandalous Fox, the beautiful commoner who went from singing in taverns to being court musician and the king’s lover. But the king has grown distant and now seeks a proper consort, leaving Fox shut out of the king’s bedroom and uncertain of his place at court. His worries are compounded by the crowded accommodations during the King’s Tournament, as even nobles fight for space within the castle. Fox might have nowhere to go.

Then legendary knight Byr Conall, the famed Dragonslayer, steps in to offer Fox a place to stay among the knights competing in the tournament. Conall is the one person at court not intimidated by the king, and therefore the one person Fox has avoided so as not to incur the king’s wrath. At least, that’s one reason. The other is that something about the thoughtful, crafty mountain of a man makes Fox feel less like the glamorous, clever figure known far and wide as the King’s Fox and more like the jittery, uncertain youth Fox was when he first arrived at court.

Conall almost makes Fox believe in the romantic songs he sings to entertain others. But nobles do not marry commoners, and even if they did, Fox can’t believe that an actual hero like Conall would choose a jumped-up street musician only lately out of the king’s bed. It might take winning a tournament, defying the king, and shocking the court, but Conall is out to convince Fox that Fox doesn’t just deserve his heart, but also a home.

This is an m/m fantasy romance, and honestly the lightest thing I have done in a while. Featuring knotting and stuff and also tails! Because I wanted people to have tails! (but no humanoid foxes. Sorry. That is just his name. But the characters *are* also not exactly human.)

Fox of Fox Hall - June 27th!

[tyrantisterror]

No Small Feat Artwork Pt. 2 - Major NPCs

By request, I'm gonna show off some of the artwork for No Small Feat, a Midgaheim story my friends and I told through the TTRPG system Fabula Ultima. I drew a lot of characters and monsters for it, and my friends - in particular, @dragonzzilla, @scatha5, and @dinosaurana - helped line and color them so we'd have cute little sprites to use on our online battlemaps, which really helped sell the whole "we're playing an oldschool turn based RPG" vibe that Fabula Ultima's system is going for.

This batch is comprised of what I'm calling the Major NPCs - recurring non-player characters who had a big role in the campaign. Fabula Ultima has a Bond system that gives players a tangible benefit for getting invested in the story and characters they meet in the game, so I tried to structure it so they would have some character who they'd be inclined to form those bonds with so they could exploit that mechanic. I personally love it when a game gives a mechanical incentive to getting invested in its story, it just seems so intuitive and obvious for an RPG, and I wanted to do my best to make that mechanic work.

The first recurring NPC the party met was Leonie Ymbessil. Most of the characters in No Small Feat were designed to fit fairy tale archetyepes, and in Leonie's case, she's the Disobedient Girl - your Red Riding Hood/Goldilocks style young woman who is given sound advice that she promptly ignores, which draws her into peril as a result. There are disobedient boys in fairy tales too, but the way their stories play out tend to vary quite a bit - a disobedient girl will almost always be thrust into incredible danger that, if she even survives it, will leave her so traumatized that she never breaks a rule again, while disobedient boys get to rob giants through trickery and guile and become kings.

And while No Small Feat was a fairy tale homage by design, I also wanted it to be a bit of a subversion when it came to some tropes - Fairy Tales off the Rails, if you will. And one of my big secret goals was to see if I could convincingly buck convention and get my auidence/fellow storytellers on the disobedient girl's side, and help her make out like a bandit the way all the disobedient boys do.

Leonie began the story as the spendthrift daughter of a wealthy merchant, who was currently down on her luck because her father cut her off for being too careless with money and forced her to work in one of his shops to earn a living. But she also had a plan - namely, to marry some lonely rich bastard and live off his fortune. Though definitely greedy, Leonie is also incredibly charitable, often giving away ludicrous amounts of whatever wealth she gained in a particular arc to people who were needy or just glum - her spendthrift nature is partly a reflection of her desire to see other people happy and taken care of.

Eventually Leonie, like the PCs, became more formidable as the story went along, occasionally even acting as a temporary ally for a couple boss fights. She, uh, might have taken up my brain a bit. I have a lot of Leonie art that wasn't strictly necessary for the campaign, but was necessary for my happiness. Some of that art I can even show in public!

(there's even more of it, but we'll get to it when we cover another Major NPC)

The next Major NPC the heroes were introduced to was Sir George Garston I, who is essentially Midgaheim's take on Saint George. The most prolific dragonslayer of all time, George is an affable, down-to-earth gentleman who, at the beginning of the campaign, saw his duty as being the protection of mankind against vicious beasts. Our party was leery of him because, well, because they know I love dragons to death and that my Midgaheim setting is positively flooded with dragons who are Really Good Guys, so a guy whose whole deal is "he's killed a shitload of dragons" has to be bad news, right?

And, like, George definitely was not a perfect person at the beginning of the game - he views the conflicts between dragons and humans from the human side by default, never once questioning whether the dragons may be the wronged party from time to time. But he ultimately proved to be a person who wanted to help his fellow human beings, and one who did not delight in killing - dragonslaying, to him, was an ugly but necessary job, and when the story unfolded to the point where he could see how, sometimes, humans were the aggressors in these conflicts, George did shift his view, recognizing that dragons were living things who needed to be protected at times too. The nuances of living in a world where giant lizards are capable of abstract thought but rarely capable of expressing it in ways humans can understand.

George was also a sort of secretly sad individual, being blessed/cursed with a magically extended lifespan and a much slower aging process, which allowed him to not only outlive his wife by decades, but look far younger than he feels in the process, which was wreaking havoc on his psyche at the start of the campaign. Our heroes caught George in the first of what are likely many breakdowns in an immortal's life where they wonder why they still exist when everything they loved has passed. It's ok, the party got him what passes for therapy in a vaguely medieval fantasy land.

Our party had one more fabled hero to meet among the Major NPCs, and that was none other than the posterboy for Disobedient Boy heroes in Fairy Tales, Jack Giantslayer. Midgaheim goes with the "all the Jacks in Fairy Tales are the same Jack" approach, and the result was a neurotic, twitchy, easily startled mess of a ginger who my notes told me to "Try to channel Charlie Day as much as possible, even though you can't do a good Charlie Day impression." Oh, and he's blessed (cursed?) to be really good at killing ogres, even when he's not trying to - which our heroes found out when he tried to cause a distraction with his slingshot, only for his pebble to pingpong around until it hit a painting that fell off from just the right height and angle to decapitate the ogre butler they were trying to avoid.

Anyway he ended up dating Leonie fuck you it's my RPG I can indulge if I want

Our party had a few nonhuman helpers, too. The Phenex chick was rescued by them after they fended off a pissed and dying phenex, and provided them with a small but occasionally refreshed supply of ashes that could be used to bring a player back up from 0 HP mid-battle. They also met a bridled kelpie that, once freed, decided to help shepherd them around, giving them a fast travel option that was VERY useful given the... other travel mechanic this game had going on, which you'll find out in a later entry.

Some of our PCs needed an extra kick out the proverbial door in session 0. In Charles's case, he was led astray by Cassandra, a sphinx in Aesopton who lived on the outskirts of town and was always gloomy and aloof around others. Being burdened with the gift of prophecy, Cassandra had somewhat selfish motivations in leading Charles astray, as she knew he would not only be crucial in saving Engelsex from the crisis that was going on in the campaign, but would also be able to rescue her when she was kidnapped and placed into a menagerie sometime after Charles was lost. Charles didn't hold it against her, though, and the two ended up in a bit of a romance by the end of things.

For Montblanc and Edmund, though, I called upon another fairy tale archetype: the Wicked Witch. And I specifically grabbed one of the biggest from English folklore, albeit with a slight tweak to her name - Bleak Annis, infamous hag and boogeyman, cursed Charles to take on a bestial shape while gifting Montblanc a grimoire before tasking him to draw 100 beasts. She wasn't done there, either, showing up now and then to manipulate the rest of the party into finding the right clues and being in the right places at the right time to face the big threat, all while remaining ambiguous about her true intentions for most of the plot. She also served as the pokedex narrator for Montblanc's growing bestiary, which was fun for me to RP.

And that's our major recurring players! Well, except for the antagonists of course, but we'll cover them as we look at individual arcs from here on out.

[sansaorgana]

I was listening to Lana Del Rey on shuffle and I completely forgot about the masterpiece that the song "Dragonslayer" is and now I lowkey want to add yet another WIP to my list because it could inspire me to write something with Ser Gwayne Hightower.

On the other hand, it already reminds me a little of my fanfic where Reader is Rhaenyra's sister — "Broken Oath" — because the song is about a woman who has some reputation & she's "the people's daughter"... Suits the Royal Princess, doesn't it? Since Reader/Eleaena has her own dragon in the fic, she could be a "Dragonslayer" herself if she evers takes Onyx to battle. "Her children young but her soul is old" lyric suits as well and so does "she'll never leave this town, she is the father's daughter" because Reader/Elaena has never left Oldtown after marrying Gwayne and she has a difficult relationship with her father King Viserys. And the "patron saint of troubled daughters, hold your light and you have it true" lyric??? It's about The Hightowers and "We Light The Way" motto. Ugh...

[marichive]

𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 : 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎

Writing / roleplay prompts collected from the POV chapters of Daenerys Targaryen in A Clash of Kings , the second book of the ASOIAF saga. Feel free to adjust pronouns / etc. as needed.

tw: dark & mature themes, death, violence, suggestive / sexual content

❝ Every man who sees them will want them. ❞

❝ No man may take them from me while I live. ❞

❝ They are not strong, so I must be their strength. ❞

❝ I must show no fear, no weakness, no doubt. ❞

❝ However frightened my heart, when they look upon my face, they must see only their queen. ❞

❝ I would name them for all the gods have taken. ❞

❝ Perhaps we are doomed if we press on, but I know for a certainty that we are doomed if we turn back. ❞

❝ I must be strong for him as well. ❞

❝ Do you know what this place might be? ❞

❝ When the gods are gone, the evil ghosts feast by night. Such places are best shunned. ❞

❝ Perhaps I should do the same to remind them that his strength lives within me now. ❞

❝ If I had wings, I would want to fly, too. ❞

❝ We should rest here until we are stronger. ❞

❝ There are ghosts everywhere. We carry them with us wherever we go. ❞

❝ It pains him to speak of her. ❞

❝ Was she beautiful? ❞

❝ I thought she was a goddess come to earth. ❞

❝ I did things it shames me to speak of. ❞

❝ He wants me. ❞

❝ He can never have me. ❞

❝ Seek no more. You have found them. ❞

❝ If you see anything here that you would desire, you have only to speak and it is yours. ❞

❝ Come with me and you shall drink of truth and wisdom. ❞

❝ The young queen is wise beyond her years. ❞

❝ The crow calls the raven black. ❞

❝ They shall come day and night to see the wonder that has been born again into the world. ❞

❝ When they see, they shall lust. ❞

❝ Dragons are fire made flesh, and fire is power. ❞

❝ She speaks truly, though I like her no more than the others. ❞

❝ My place is here at your side. ❞

❝ Only you can serve me in this. ❞

❝ I want to make my kingdom beautiful, to fill it with fat men and pretty maids and laughing children. I want my people to smile when they see me ride by. ❞

❝ He will kill you, sure as sunrise. ❞

❝ He was a traitor to his true king. ❞

❝ Let the whole world know my purpose. ❞

❝ I am not the frightened girl you met once. ❞

❝ Dragons die, but so do dragonslayers. ❞

❝ I see a deep sadness written upon your face. ❞

❝ They listened, but they did not hear or care. ❞

❝ Tell me what they said to sadden the queen of my heart. ❞

❝ They said it with great courtesy, to be sure, but under all the lovely words, it was still no. ❞

❝ He distrusts everyone, and perhaps for good reason. ❞

❝ Will nothing turn you from this madness? ❞

❝ I have given you my home and heart, do they mean nothing to you? ❞

❝ He asked me to marry him again. ❞

❝ I am afraid, but I must be brave. ❞

❝ Heed the wisdom of those who love you best. ❞

❝ Warlocks are bitter creatures who eat dust and drink of shadows. ❞

❝ Let me walk with you in this dark place, to keep you safe from harm. ❞

❝ Take my arm and let me lead you. ❞

❝ If you value your soul, take care and do just as I tell you. ❞

❝ Our little lives are no more than the flicker of a moth's wing to them. ❞

❝ Listen well, and write each word upon your heart. ❞

❝ I am in the presence of sorcery. ❞

❝ Little princess, there you are. ❞

❝ Come to me, my lady. ❞

❝ You're home now. You're safe now. ❞

❝ Let him be the king of ashes. ❞

❝ The dragon has three heads. ❞

❝ Long have we awaited you. ❞

❝ The docks are no place for lady's finery. ❞

❝ They know who I am, and they do not love me. ❞

❝ You need not go alone. ❞

❝ You have seen dark visions. ❞

❝ I have dreamed brighter dreams. I see you happily abed, with our child at your breast. ❞

❝ I will not wed you. ❞

❝ But where am I to go? ❞

❝ You need only say that one sweet word. ❞

❝ Men have looked at women since time began. ❞

❝ Worms have crawled up your nose and eaten your wits. ❞

❝ Only fools would stare so openly if they meant me harm. ❞

❝ Pay him before he kills himself. ❞

❝ Did I break your hand? ❞

❝ Put down your steel! ❞

❝ Who is it that I owe my life to? ❞

❝ You owe me nothing. ❞

❝ I let each man cut me once before I kill him. ❞

❝ You will accord all respect to my people, or you will leave my service sooner than you'd wish, and with more scars than when you came. ❞

❝ He would have you. ❞

❝ I want every man who sees them to know the dragons have returned. ❞

[linkman447]

Ten years later (dragonslayer)

It has been 10 years after jaune arc and yang Xaio long got married

Villager: run sir it a grim

Jaune: don’t worry we are a huntsman

Showing jaune, yang, and ren

Villager #2: oh hooray we’re saved

A hulking Goliath charges at jaune. He only stands there, and as the beast hits a large cloud of dust appears

Villager: oh no!!!

Ren: don’t worry

Yang: yeah my husband is tougher than some over grown elephant

As the dust clears you see jaune glowing like a white bonfire holding the Goliath off with one hand

Yang: woooo gett’em baby

And with the order given he swings his sword in claymore form down on the grim bisecting tge beast

Later

Villager: you must have trained for years to be this good

Jaune: uhhh no

Villager: what!!! But you kicked that grim’s but

Jaune: yeah I didn’t train to be this way.

He leans in

Jaune: my wife made we this way

Villager: huh

Jaune: when Mrs. Arc is in the mood you ain’t done till she is

Villager: /// I didn’t want or need to know that

Yang: there you are lover boy

She grabs him by the back of the collar and starts dragging him away

Yang: mama’s feeling frisky

Jaune: when you tell my tale, leave this part out

Villager: there goes a brave man, and I’m luck to not have a wife like that

Ren: yeah but you don’t have to sleep in the tent next to them

Villager: oh you poor bastard

Ren: oh I’ll get my revenge (he smiles evilly) we have a mission with my leader and wife next month

Villager: damn… this some kind of feud with you guys

Ren back to being stoic: no why do you ask

[paladin-official]

If your first oc and your most recent oc got into a fight, who would win and why?

Well, my first first oc was probably like some power ranger knight dino man I made when I was like 5, but the first one I remember well and still own is my D&D Paladin I made at high school, Nurghal Ironhide. His game was a great experience for me despite many bumps, and he helped me fall in love with TTRPGs. Nurghal in post-game is a level 20+ Paladin, uniter of the orc clans, dragonslayer, inventor of many explosive weapons, and leader of several successful campaigns against the Dark Dominion in the underdark to end Menzoberranzan's slave industry. He also married an Archon he met in the afterlife, and during his very long life achieved many more fantastic deeds both in the campaign and after it. My most recent oc is a Signalis Replika of my own design, HANR (Hahn, German for rooster.), which is still very WIP. They are meant to be armoured CQC experts wielding large axes or swords because when I love a setting a lot I like putting knights in it. Hahns are very skilled, strong, and resilient, and known for their undying loyalty and devotion to their charge once they bond with a commanding figure, because what's the point of chivalry if you're not going to dial the knightly devotion to 11? That said, while they are very capable and competent, I feel like an epic level paladin with access to legendary gear and powerful divine magic is more than most Replika can handle due to the different power scaling between D&D and Signalis, so Nurghal probably wins this one. That said, Nurghal only attacks evil or harmful targets, so likely won't initiate the fight unless in self defense or if the Hahn's commander is deemed a threat to others.

[reashot]

Sorry It took this long I forgot to save my file so I have to rewrite it again but I decided to make it longer as an apology. But here it is finally.

Part 2...

Everyone was in awe seeing the incredibly large dragon Grimm he just summoned. Behind the dragon guarding the summoner. Weiss is currently being held hostage by him. Her sword the Myrtenaster has been taken away from her and her hand bound by some sort of bind made out of ice.

Ruby: Let Go Of Weiss!!! 😫

??? : This is a family matter. Leave us alone or I swear you will wish you haven't intervene.

Jaune: This is your dad speaking if you don't let go of Weiss young man will be grounded for a long time.

??? : Father... Did you seriously think grounding me is going to work?

Weiss: Why on earth do you think that will work?!

Jaune: Look. I'm trying okay!

Weiss: Well try harder you dunce!

??? : *smack* Do I need to remind you that you are a hostage.

Weiss: You hit me?.. How can you hit me I'm your mother!

??? : *punch* 👊 Anything else you like to add. "Mother?"

Everyone: Weiss!!!

Yang: That's it. That SOB is going down... Oops I didn't mean that Weiss!

Blake: Anyway. How do we even get past that Dragon?

Dusk: I'm scared mommy....

Blake: Its okay darling. I'll keep you safe.

Aurum: Allow me... *unsheate sword*

Ruby: Oh that sword looks awesome. 🤤 I mean, have you seen that Dragon. How are you going to go against that? 😵

Aurum: Rest assure Aunt Ruby. My blade the Prominence Flame can cut through anything and there's a reason why I'm called the dragonslayer.

??? : Now that's an arrogance if I say so myself. And I should know. I came from the Schnee's household.

Aurum: You! Tell me your name so I at least know the name of my foe.

??? : Are you stupid or something. Why on earth would I do that? You know what, judging by your getup you probably are one. I mean, golden armor? What kind of thought that goes inside your head to think it's a good idea?

Aurum: My golden armor serves to inspire the men and women under my command. It is symbol of hope, It is a promise that as long as I'm here my ally will have nothing to fear and my enemy will know that I will never be defeated. For I am Aurum Arc. Son of the great Jaune Arc and captain of the Arc Knight. I will say this again tell me your name?

??? : A Knight? How antiquated. Very well since you ask so nicely. My name is Victor Sch... Arc, Victor Arc.

Aurum: Then Victor Arc. Release Weiss Schnee at once this is your last chance.

Victor: Well Sir, Knight unfortunately. I won't. You see dear old mother and me have an unfinished problem. And sir, Knight what if I told you that by killing her you can save countless people in the processes. And what if I told you she will be responsible for numerous atrocities. That I would risk my own existence to try and kill her should be proof of that.

Weiss: ... No, that's not true! That can't possibly be right...

Scarlett: Yeah that's a load of baloney. The Miss Schnee I know is a really nice lady. And she and her husband mister Neptune always treat me to ice cream whenever I come to visit. 😫

Aurum: And the Weiss Schnee I knew married Ruby Rose. So she can't possibly have a son.

Ruby: Wait what!? I mean I don't swing that way, maybe I just don't know it yet and I kinda think some women are nice to look at... I mean no. I only like Jaune okay!!! 😖

Blake: Wait could it be that Jaune didn't actually have children with everyone of us in the future. Maybe all the childrens are from different timeline.

Yang: Wait so Jaune didn't really going to knock us up in the future? Phewww! I'm glad I didn't smash Jaune's family jewels. I mean the idea of Jaune having a harem with us is ridiculous.

Jaune: That's what I keep telling you!

Ruby: I knew it! There's no way Jaune would cheat on me! So Victor that means you can let Weiss go. Because she's not your Weiss. 😌

Victor: Oh of course! Here let me let her go... Did you really think it will be that simple. We don't know that for certain. I'm still here meaning that she still able to give birth to me. If there's a different timeline that means there are other Weiss I just need to kill as many as I can until I found the right one. If I get the wrong one at least I will get the satisfaction of killing her.

Ruby: You're insane! Give us back our Weiss! 😩

Victor: That's because you don't know how evil my mother is! Did you know that Ruby Rose died in my world. Under my mother's order I killed her using this same sword I hold now. That should give you an idea why I want her dead. If I can at least prevent another death by killing her I would do it. Even if I have to kill as many Weisses as I can.

Ruby: I died... 😶

Yang: But that's not our Weiss even if she is. That's a different Weiss. And that doesn't give you the right to end her life.

Aurum: Mother do not waste thine breath. He have already made up his mind to kill Weiss. What he's doing now is trying to find justification to do it.

Victor: Oh turns out you are smarter than you look. My offers still stand step aside and let me finish her and I will let you all live. Don't. And I will kill everyone here... I see there's no one here with a common sense. Fafnir, kill 'em all.

The blade then starts to glow brighter and hotter until the heat are fully concentrated in the sword. Aurum then closes in on the Dragon and effortlessly cuts it into multiple pieces. The scene of a knight cutting a dragon with ease looks like something out of a picture book that Ruby used to read as a child.

Victor : What the Fuc*!!! How is that even possible?! Fafnir are among my strongest summoned Grimm.

Scarlett: OMG so awesome 👁️👄👁️

Yang: Wow, so that's my son. Maybe I should consider dating Jaune if my kid can become badasses like him.

Jaune: Weiss is right there's no way he could be my son.

Aurum: I'm still not as strong as my father it seems... Release Weiss Schnee at once. Vile fiend!

Victor : No... She's rather useful to me unfortunately.

Aurum: Hiding behind a hostage. Have you no shame, fiend?!

Victor : It's called strategy dumbfuc* if you think I'm going to give up my only leverage then you are indeed just as dumb as I thought initially.

With a swing of his sword he summons multiple Glyphs on the ground to summoned Grimms. At first it's ten, then tens of ten then hundreds and finally thousands. The Grimm he summoned looks like a smaller version of an Arma Gigas with different weapons.

Weiss: No, it's impossible... No one can summon this many Grimms without their Aura running out ages ago.

Victor: My personal limit is 10 thousands, right now though I only summoned 2000. I think I can summon more, but I never had to on the account that my enemy tends to be dead before I need to summon more.

Weiss: But how is that even possible?

Victor: You can thanked dear old father for that.

Weiss: And why do you need to summon so many Grimms. There's no war in Remnant?

Victor: ...There's no war in yours, but there's one in mine.

Weiss: What?

Victor: Enough. Stay and watch everyone die. Geisttroopers forward. Infantry at the front and ranged units at the back. Kill everyone on sight but spare Father. He doesn't deserve to die...

Ruby: There's so many of them. 😫

Yang: C'mon Ruby. We can do it. You can take a few hundred over there. I'll take a few hundred over here.

Blake: Get behind me Dusk I'll keep you safe.... Dusk? Where are you Dusk?!

Jaune: Oh no, we're bad parents!

Scarlett: I'm good but even I don't think I can beat this many. Hey bigger bro can you help me beat them? 😉

Aurum: Of course little sister. With us working together nothing can stop us.

Victor: Now watch mother as my troops will finish off your friends... What the Fuc*!

Aurum: Huzzah! *melted through all of the Geisttroopers like it was made of butter*

Scarlett: Hyah! *hack and scythe through the Geisttroopers* 😈

Yang: I guess we don't have to do anything. Geez what do they feed children in the future?

Ruby: Oh! My daughter are so awesome. And look at Scarlett's weapon. Is that an upgraded form of Crescent Rose? 😍

Scarlett: That's right mom. This is Crescent Rose mk. 20. We made this weapon together. It can switch between scythe and voulge. And not only that it can switch between three different gun type. 🤓

Ruby: AHHH!!! My daughter is so awesome! And we share the same interest. 🤯 Jaune when we come back. We better start making her. I won't take no for an answer.

Jaune: Ruby please don't joke around! We need to save Weiss first. And then find Dusk because we can't find her.

Blake: In case you were wondering we didn't lose her. And we're not bad parent.

Ruby: (Who says I'm joking 😏) Oh no that's terrible. Let me cheer you up later Jaune... In my room. 🤫

Victor: How. How!? Each of my Geisttroopers are as strong as a veteran huntsman. There's no way they can be defeated this easily by just the two of them?

Weiss: Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha...

Victor: Anything you like to say mother?

Weiss: Oh I was wondering how long does it take for you to notice that I'm no longer in bondage.

Weiss shows off her hands to show to him that she's free. Victor then looks for her sword and realizes that her sword is floating in mid air but then it's quickly revealed that the floating sword was merely being held by a faunus child.

Victor: Invisibility Semblance. That's a neat trick there, kid. You must be Blake Belladonna's daughter?

Dusk: Please call off your monsters. Mister that looks like my daddy...

Victor: I'm sorry kid but I can't. I'm sorry. But I will spare you too at least.

Weiss: Yeah, my sentiment exactly. *slash*

Victor: *parry* Oh please, mother do you think I don't see your surprise attack. You're the one that taught me that. "Strike the enemy when they're distracted Victor."

Weiss: Don't call me that I'm not your Mother! And you're not my son!

Victor: Well let put those theory to rest. If I kill you and I disappear then I'm right and if I killl you and I didn't disappear then I will admit I was wrong.

Weiss: I'll still die regardless!

Victor: Oh. What will be, will be.

The two then continue to trade insults and slashes with one another. Myrtenaster and Myrtenaster clash with one another. Mother and her supposed son will battle until one of them die. Their sword fighting left Dusk in awe. Weiss's form are beautiful and elegant while Victor's form are fast and brutal.

Weiss: Hah! Such brutish way of fighting are not what I expected from a Schnee.

Victor: Typical mother, never satisfied with everything I did. Even when I did your bidding. You know you always complained about grandfather but you are just the same as him as it turns out.

Weiss: Don't you dare compares me to my father!!!

Victor: And mother. The reason my swordplay are not as refined as yours is because my sword are not for ballroom dancing but made for actual war. *grabs her hand and slash her through her aura*

Weiss: AHHHH!!!! *slumps on the ground in pain*

Victor: Can't have you die yet. I need to make you understand what you did to me.

Weiss: HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!

Victor: I see you have lost your mind...

Weiss: Ha... No. But I will admit that you are my son. You are just as ruthless, vindictive and cunning as I am. If you were my father's son he would have been proud of you.

Victor: Is there a point to this?

Weiss: But what I will not accept is that you are Jaune's son! Jaune is weak, he is a dunce, he is unreliable, but he is kind to a fault, he always put others before himself, he especially will never say such harmful things to me and hurt me in anyway. And that is why I Love him!!!

Dusk: ��

Victor: Is that all? Very well... What the heck is that!

Jaune: Move out of the way!!!

Victor sees his father flying or more like thrown his way most likely by the golden giant. He did as his father said and moves slightly off the way of the speeding Jaune and so he crashed near him.

Aurum: Excellent thinking father! By screaming loudly at the enemy you managed to grab his attention so he will leave Weiss alone.

Jaune: *grunt in pain* yep totally was planning that...

Weiss: Jaune I knew you... I mean what took you so long you doofus!!?

Victor: Father! What on earth were you thinking you could have killed yourself!

Jaune: Look. I don't know what happened between you and Weiss. But I'm not going to let you kill her. If there's a problem we can help you. You don't have to hurt her or do it alone.

Aurum: Father is right. Little brother whatever it is we can help you.

Victor: I am not your brother! Fath... No Jaune you don't get to act like a father when my own father were never there and stop my mother!

Jaune: Never there?... I died in your timeline aren't I?

Weiss: No... It can't be.

Everyone: 😯

Victor: How did you know?

Jaune: Because you just said that I was never there. Which only mean two things. Either I left you and Weiss or that I died. And since I will never abandon my family that can only mean that I died.

Weiss: How did it happened?

Victor: I guess everyone deserves to know the truth... Mom the truth is you destroyed the world.

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And that's the end of part 2 of Jaune's children AU. Sorry if it end on a cliffhanger but good news Part 3 will be the end and same as usual I will post it if it gain enough traction. Scarlett's brother will also makes an appearance in the next part to help our heroes.

[star-girl69]

I Loved You Like the Sun

a/n: me hurriedly watching youtube videos on what happens during the dance of dragons so i can continue writing this story (which also means we’re going my version of book canon) should i probably wait until season 2 of the show comes out? maybe. but i love my babies and this fic and idk if i can do that so i hope you all enjoy a very angsty chapter!!

also apologies for this chapter being kinda short i just thought that was the best place to end it

disclaimer: i SUCK at angst so bear with me pls

warnings: incest, angst, the girls (+ daemon but tbh the girls) are fightinggg, swearing, mentions of violence, mentions of death, tell me if i missed anything!!

Chapter Twenty Four- Pawn

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“It’s no easy thing for a man to be a dragonslayer.”Daemon starts, hands digging into the table. “But dragons can kill dragons, and have. The simple truth is this: we have more dragons than Aegon.”

“Viserys spike often of the Valyrian histories. I know them well.” You watch, from beside her, as Rhaenyra takes a deep breath. Her crown discarded in the warm firelight.

You are not a warrior, you know nothing of battle and what it means to kill a man. You have only seen two dead bodies in your life. Your mother’s and your husband’s. You do not know death, other than the feeling when you are away from them, and you do not know war, other than the battle between your head and heart.

Your heart screams to be done with all this war, to marry Aemond because although you will not live for the rest of your life, you children will be safe. And that it all you could ever ask for. But your mind knows that surviving is not living. You would whither with Aemond like you did with your first husband. Your children be deprived of their mother.

You wish war had not come to Westeros. But it is here, and you know you must choose.

“When dragons flew to war… everything burned. I do not wish to rule over a kingdom of ash and bone.”

“Are you considering the Hightower’s terms, Your Grace?” A lord speaks, and Daemon straightens.

“As Queen, what is my true duty to the realm, Lord Bartimos? Ensuring peace and unity? Or that I sit the Iron Throne no matter the cost?”

You stare at Rhaenyra.

You are being a hypocrite, you recognize this, but it is different when Rhaenyra accepts that you marry Aemond. It is as if she has grown born with you, does not want you, does not love you. And even though she assured you just earlier that day, you wonder if she has gone back on her promise.

You think a tear falls down your face.

“That’s your father talking,” Daemon hisses, taking a step back from the table.

“My father’s dead.” Daemon walks around the table, towards the roaring fire. But you are frozen. “And he chose me as his successor… to defend the realm not cast it headlong into war.”

“Well the enemy have declared war! What are you going to do about it?”

The room is filled with tense silence, and you fight back tears.

“Clear the room.” The shuffling of feet, the undeniable breaking of your heart fade into one.

You watch through blurry eyes as Daemon paces, and Rhaenyra walks over to him.

“Y/N, sweetheart, we’ll come to you later. No need for you to see this.” Daemon says, dismissing you with a sigh and a hand through his hair. He speaks from habit, and you can tell he is more focused on fighting with Rhaenyra than you. You should heed him. Think, calm yourself.

But you are hurt, and you wish to yell and scream like a wild woman.

“No. No, no, no,” you repeat, walking over to them.

Daemon looks up as you walk over, brow furrowing as he sees the state you are in. Betrayal and sadness runs in your veins, but it is as if your arteries have burst and the blood is collecting under your skin. And you are paper thin- it is easy to see through to your anguish.

Rhaenyra turns at your quick footsteps, and you barrel into her, grabbing her biceps.

“You- you wish to fucking throw me out? Sweep me aside like I am trash? I am the mother of your children, your wife, who you swore to protect and love.” Tears stream, and you can barely make out Rhaenyra’s shocked face. “I have loved you all my life. And now… now you wish to accept their terms and marry me off to that one-eyed swine!” Your fingers dig, and some part of you that will always love her hopes you are not hurting her. You just want her to listen to you, to see you. “What have I- what have I done to-”

And with a wild gasp, you pull away from her and curl in on yourself, sobbing and screeching because you do not know what you have done to make her do this to you.

“Y/N,” Rhaenyra says, and you feel her reach for you through your hair, untamed and hanging over you like a curtain.

Her hands cup your face, and you let her, because you’ll always love her. Through your hiccups and wild sobs, you hear her voice fill your ears, see her lips move.

“I would never do that,” she hisses. “If were to accept their terms, you would not marry him. Do you hear me? I wouldn’t fucking- they can’t take you from me again. Trust me,” she implores, but you are sick with it. With your own pain, your own memories.

Finally, when you have the strength to look up and face her, half of you is surprised to find her concerned, eyes darting back and forth. She brushes damp hair from your forehead, slick with tears, shushes you with a pout of her pretty mouth.

“Why would you ever think that?” She tilts her head, smiling fondly, like you are a young child who has just made a mistake. “You are my sun, my beacon, I rely on you to guide me home.”

You pull away from her, watch with apathy as her face falls. Hands still outstretched, still reaching for you, as if she will blink and you will be back in her arms again.

“Y/N, I-”

“You’re a fool if you think they will let us keep her.”

Rhaenyra’s face hardens, no more sweetness, rounding on Daemon with the fury of a thousand dragons in her eyes. How she has looked at him all day.

“I will make them.”

He scoffs, a cruel, hostile thing. “With what power? You are surrendering if you agree. You are giving up each wisp of power we are barely holding onto.”

“Fine. Fine, Daemon, tell me what you would have me do.”

“I would have you attack, act first, ensure that our family and our wife will be safe and where they belong.”

You watch as she studies him for a second, lilac eyes trailing up and down his figure. She turns away.

“Alicent is not cruel.”

“Perhaps,” your husband agrees. “But her father is. Her father has impressed his cruelty onto her. Whether you want to believe it or not.” You watch as he sighs again, runs a hand through his hair, and you swear his hand shakes. “It is good, politically, to marry Y/N to him. Otto is a cunt, but not a fool. She represents everything. She rides Cannibal. She is our life. Our fucking marriage to her represents Targaryen heraldry, open-mindedness that Otto cannot have.”

He lowers his head, but looks up at you through his lashes. Your tears have long since ebbed, cut off by him, because you have always been water and he is your dam.

“Aegon’s claim rests on the fact that you are a woman. What you need to do, Rhaenyra, as Queen, as my Queen, is let me go to the Riverlands-”

And with that, whatever spell he had woven with his seminal words and calming presences breaks.

“Do not act as if you are innocent.” His eyes narrow on you.

“I never claimed to be anything than what I am, darling.”

“And what are you? The perfect husband, the dashing warrior?”

“No-”

“Right. Because a perfect- not even a perfect husband, but a good husband would not abandon us in times of war. Would not leave us vulnerable, and fucking lonely.” You feel ashamed at how your voice cracks at the end, tears flowing freely because Daemon is no longer your dam, he is your source.

“I know you don’t wish for me to leave,” he says, slowly, carefully, “but you- both of you- must have realized by now that not even death could tear me away. I would simply crawl back. My love for you two goes beyond fucking breathing.”

But even at his kind words, sparking bright images in your eyes, you and Rhaenyra stand stiff.

But suddenly, Rhaenyra’s sigh breaks the silence.

“Please. I do not want us to fight. Let us be on the same side, so we can focus on the real war, on what is actually in front of us.”

“So you will fight?”

“I will not tear our family apart.”

And that answer seems good enough for Daemon, because he quiets, folding his hands in front of him. His eyes meet yours, through the darkness, the faint orange glow, the sound of crackling wood in the air.

“I do not want to leave.” Is all you can think to say.

“You won’t.” Rhaenyra assures, taking a step forward. When you don’t react, she takes your hand in hers. Thumb rubbing comfortingly against your skin, and the tension seeps from your body.

“And I do not want Daemon to leave.” Rhaenyra leans forward, brushes your hair back, places a feather light kiss upon your warm neck. “But if you truly believe it to be the best course of action, I’ll support it.”

Daemon joins you as well, grabbing your other hand to press a kiss to your knuckles. When he speaks, he is resigned, bored. But not with you. Never with you. Never with Rhaenyra.

“That is the thing about war, love. You never truly know what is the best way.”

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[jacaela]

"Daemon married Rhaenyra because he wanted her throne"

but when at last he came to earth, he knelt before his brother and offered up his crown as a token of his love and fealty. Viserys returned the crown and kissed Daemon on both cheeks, welcoming him home, and the lords and commons sent up a thunderous cheer as the sons of the Spring Prince were reconciled.

On Dragonstone, meanwhile, Princess Rhaenyra was once again great with child. She too took to her bed, with her husband the rogue prince ever at her side.

Surprisingly, Prince Daemon agreed with his wife. “In the Stepstones, my enemies learned to run and hide when they saw Caraxes’s wings or heard his roar…but they had no dragons of their own. It is no easy thing for a man to be a dragonslayer. But dragons can kill dragons, and have. Any maester who has ever studied the history of Valyria can tell you that. I will not throw our dragons against the usurper’s unless I have no other choice. There are other ways to use them, better ways.”

And so it was decided. Prince Daemon would lead the assault on Harrenhal, riding Caraxes. Princess Rhaenyra would remain on Dragonstone until she had recovered her strength.

“An eye for an eye, a son for a son,” Prince Daemon wrote. “Lucerys shall be avenged.”

High above the city the queen and her prince consort came together, circling over Aegon’s High Hill... Prince Daemon circled the towers of the Red Keep before bringing Caraxes down in the outer ward. Only when he was certain that the defenders would offer him no harm did he signal for his wife the queen to descend upon Syrax.

Prince Daemon proposed that the former be wed to Hard Hugh the blacksmith’s son (who had taken to calling himself Hugh Hammer), the latter to Ulf the Sot (now simply Ulf White), keeping their lands black whilst suitably rewarding the seeds for their valor in battle. But the Queen’s Hand argued against this, for both girls had younger brothers. Rhaenyra’s own claim to the Iron Throne was a special case, the Sea Snake insisted; her father had named her as his heir. Lords Rosby and Stokeworth had done no such thing. Disinheriting their sons in favor of their daughters would overturn centuries of law and precedent, and call into question the rights of scores of other lords throughout Westeros whose own claims might be seen as inferior to those of elder sisters. It was fear of losing the support of such lords, Munkun asserts in True Telling, that led the queen to decide in favor of Lord Corlys rather than Prince Daemon.

Prince Daemon echoed the queen’s misgivings. Giving pardons to rebels and traitors only sowed the seeds for fresh rebellions, he insisted. “The war will end when the heads of the traitors are mounted on spikes above the King’s Gate, and not before.” Aegon II would be found in time, “hiding under some rock,” but they could and should bring the war to Aemond and Daeron. The Lannisters and Baratheons should be destroyed as well, so their lands and castles might be given to men who had proved more loyal. Grant Storm’s End to Ulf White and Casterly Rock to Hard Hugh Hammer, the prince proposed…to the horror of the Sea Snake. “Half the lords of Westeros will turn against us if we are so cruel as to destroy two such ancient and noble houses,” Lord Corlys said. It fell to the queen herself to choose between her consort and her Hand. Rhaenyra decided to steer a middle course. She would send envoys to Storm’s End and Casterly Rock, offering fair terms and pardons…after she had put an end to the usurper’s brothers, who were in the field against her.

When the girl asked what was in the letter, he said, ‘A queen’s words, a whore’s work.’

...And yet he did nothing to take her place in any way.

[sweetfirebird]

Fox of Fox Hall - m/m fantasy romance

If you like m/m romance and characters with tails (and knots), and background dragons, and oh, desperately lonely court musicians putting on a brave face while worrying over housing and money and a situationship only to end up in the arms of a heroic knight out to show him that love and a home and eventually family are available to him, then here is this thing that I did.

Fox of Fox Hall

Throughout the kingdom of Kaska and into the countries beyond, they gossip about the scandalous Fox, the beautiful commoner who went from singing in taverns to being court musician and the king’s lover. But the king has grown distant and now seeks a proper consort, leaving Fox shut out of the king’s bedroom and uncertain of his place at court. His worries are compounded by the crowded accommodations during the King’s Tournament, as even nobles fight for space within the castle. Fox might have nowhere to go.

Then legendary knight Byr Conall, the famed Dragonslayer, steps in to offer Fox a place to stay among the knights competing in the tournament. Conall is the one person at court not intimidated by the king, and therefore the one person Fox has avoided so as not to incur the king’s wrath. At least, that’s one reason. The other is that something about the thoughtful, crafty mountain of a man makes Fox feel less like the glamorous, clever figure known far and wide as the King’s Fox and more like the jittery, uncertain youth Fox was when he first arrived at court.

Conall almost makes Fox believe in the romantic songs he sings to entertain others. But nobles do not marry commoners, and even if they did, Fox can’t believe that an actual hero like Conall would choose a jumped-up street musician only lately out of the king’s bed. It might take winning a tournament, defying the king, and shocking the court, but Conall is out to convince Fox that Fox doesn’t just deserve his heart, but also a home.

Available in ebook at all the usual places

Fox of Fox Hall

Content tags, as always, are on the copyright page. But I will put them here too: classism, class differences, nonhuman physiology including knotting and self-lubrication, breeding kink, on page sex, mention of mpreg, drinking

[drachenwiki]

Today, July 20th, is the feast day of Saint Margaret the Virgin, one of the most well-known dragonslayer saints.

When she refused to marry the pagan ruler Olybrius, he threw her into a dungeon. There appeared a dragon and swallowed her, but when she made the sign of the cross, the dragon burst open and she came out unharmed.

This might be the very first documented instance of a dragon inside a dungeon, something that became very popular in the 20th century.