#and is fiercely protective of the naga

[sereia4skz]

2K Followers Event 

★ I can't believe we hit 2K already, thank you all so much! I was hoping to catch up on my asks before reaching this point, but you’ve all boosted this blog like crazy and I’m incredibly grateful. 💖

STATUS: OPEN

#2kShootingStars: masterlist

★ Just like my 1K event, this one will have a theme, so please read the story/guidelines (UTC) before sending in your request! (in character if you so desire)

★ All themed around folklore!Stray Kids AU ✨

Request should include:

★ Event tag!!!

★ The type of fix: fake texts/drabbles/oneshots

★ Which member or pairings x reader you want

★ What kind of scenario or vibe you're hoping for!

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HAVEN

Tucked deep within an ever-shifting forest, one that doesn’t appear on any map, lies a hidden sanctuary for folklore creatures who can no longer safely live in their wild domains. The world has changed, and with it, the magic that once thrived has grown quiet.

You didn’t expect to end up here. One day you were applying to work with rescued animals, birds, maybe a fox or two and somehow, you ended up in a place where creatures of myth still breathe.

Now, you're the caretaker of The Sanctuary. You tend to wounds both visible and hidden. Some residents keep their distance. Others have taken a... particular interest in you. And each one is a story waiting to be told.

naiad!BANGCHAN

★ A guardian spirit of rivers and springs, Chan is gentle and deeply attuned to the emotions of others, his presence as calm and healing as the waters he protects. He’s the kind of naiad who listens to your troubles with soft eyes, then guides you to peace with a warm smile. 

★ Once the guardian of a sacred river that dried up when a nearby town damned its source. Chan is gentle and protective, often found humming near water troughs or in the foggy greenhouse. He keeps his pain buried deep, but he watches over the others like a big brother... including you.

naga!LEEKNOW

★ Half-human, half-serpent, Minho is mysterious and elegant, moving with a grace that draws both fear and fascination. He watches from the shadows with sharp eyes, slow to trust, but those he lets into his coils find unexpected warmth. 

★ Wounded by poachers and slow to trust, Minho now coils up beneath sunlamps in the atrium or silently stalks the nighttime paths. Sharp-tongued and cunning, he’s often mistaken as cold, but he’s fiercely loyal to those who earn it. You’re not sure yet which side of his scale you fall on.

oni!CHANGBIN

★ A demon of strength and fire, but don’t let the horns fool you, Changbin’s bark is worse than his bite. Loud, proud, and always passionate, this oni loves fiercely and protects even harder. He may tease you with that devilish grin, but he’s the first to show up when you need someone in your corner.

★ Soft-hearted and self-conscious about his strength, Changbin was exiled from his mountain after a landslide he couldn’t stop. He’s loud, loves food, and carves you wooden charms in secret. He worries he scares you, but you’ve never felt safer than when he’s nearby.

dryad!HYUNJIN

★ Tied to ancient trees and hidden glades, Hyunjin is poetry in motion, serene, introspective, and mesmerizing. He speaks through nature, dances with the wind, and wears melancholy like a crown. Yet under his graceful stillness lies wild spirit and untamed beauty. 

★ Once rooted to an ancient willow lost in a wildfire, Hyunjin now wanders listlessly, petals falling from his hair. Ethereal and poetic, he seems untouchable, but he perks up around you, especially when you talk to the plants like they understand.

pixie!HAN

★ Playful, chaotic, and way too fast for your mortal brain, Han is the pixie who’s either your favorite blessing or your most confusing curse. He flits from place to place with a grin full of secrets, leaving stardust and minor mayhem in his wake. 

★ Jisung was nearly caught and sold by collectors before he escaped to the sanctuary. He zips through the air, eats your snacks, and talks faster than you can follow, but when he's quiet, his eyes say more than words ever could.

mermaid!FELIX

★ Luminous and otherworldly, Felix’s voice is as enchanting as the sea he calls home. He’s a gentle soul, full of wonder and curiosity about humans, always collecting trinkets and dreams. 

★ Traded his voice for freedom when his lagoon was polluted, Felix now glides silently through the enchanted pond behind the sanctuary. He communicates through gestures and notes, often found leaving gifts by your door, sea glass, feathers, shells, and sometimes... little doodles of you.

elf!SEUNGMIN

★ Clever, calm, and more observant than he lets on, Seungmin is a forest elf who always seems one step ahead. He speaks in sharp truths and wields sarcasm like a blade, yet beneath the pointed remarks is a loyalty carved from stone. 

★ Disillusioned with the fading magic of his kin, Seungmin requested exile, cold, clever, and always a little sarcastic. He reads human books under trees and scoffs at the others' dramatics. But his ears twitch when you laugh, and when you’re tired, he quietly brings you tea.

kitsune!I.N

★ A mischievous spirit with a thousand faces, Jeongin is the fox you’ll never quite catch. He’s playful, clever, and endlessly curious, shifting between moods like moonlight through clouds. One moment he’s teasing you; the next, he’s vanishing in a trail of laughter and fire. 

★ Still young by fox spirit standards, Jeongin has trouble controlling his transformations and illusions, and with no one to teach him he retreated to the sanctuary. He’s curious, playful, and sometimes shy, often hiding behind flowers or shifting into a red-furred fox when flustered. You’re the only one he’ll let comb his tails.

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[13lunarstar]

The mythology of Ardra nakshatra

Ardra is ruled by Rudra, the fierce form of Lord Shiva, representing thunder, lightning, and storm.

Any planet located here will take on the qualities of this nakshatra - anger and rebellion (also influenced by its ruler, Rahu). However, one of the possible Sanskrit translations of Ardra is “the absence of storm, thunder, and lightning.” This means that this Ardra may bring storms into a person's life in order to transform their consciousness and help them resolve problems once and for all, ultimately leading to Shanti (peace). It's no coincidence that the final guna (nature) of this nakshatra is sattva (divine - purity, harmony).

In myths, Rudra was born to punish Brahma for lusting after his daughter - and he did so by piercing Brahma with an arrow. So the innate anger quality here can be righteous and protective of Dharma (cosmic order).

In general, all nakshatras under the influence of Rahu (Ardra, Swati, and Shatabhisha) are difficult to understand and predict. They often yield results in non-obvious ways and may only be realized over time and on a subtle level. This is because the shadow planet Rahu, unlike other planets, has no physical body.

Continuing speaking about Rahu-influenced nakshatras, Ardra is connected to the 3rd Zodiac sign (Gemini) and the 3rd natal chart house, emphasizing the importance of learning to properly use willpower and to direct one's efforts wisely. For example, Swati is linked with the 7th Zodiac sign (Libra) and the 7th house - focusing on relationships and business matters. Shatabhisha corresponds to the 11th sign (Aquarius) and the 11th house - associated with desires, big aspirations, and the fruits of actions. As you can see, all 3 nakshatras relate to Kama houses (desire, relationships, pleasure). Rahu can bring illusion in these areas and ignite intense, uncontrollable desires - only to painfully strip them away later. So it’s important to figure out early on what to desire, how to build relationships, and where and how to apply personal willpower.

The Shakti (power) of this Nakshatra is effort.

A person with a planet in Ardra may face many life situations requiring serious efforts, especially in areas connected to the house that the planet rules. For example:

If the ruler of the 9th house is in Ardra, the spiritual path may demand great effort.

Ardra encourages us toward great exertion. This struggle can bring great rewards, but only through perseverance and fortune.

Mythologically, Ardra's ruler, Rudra, is a hunter and archer. This also implies aiming a well-directed arrow, which, in turn, requires both a worthy target and the strength to shoot. Rudra is also the Lord of wild animals.

One of Ardra's symbols is juicy young grass or sprouts, which reflect the effort required to grow. A person born under Ardra is like a precious gem being cut and polished until it shines perfectly. But the cutting process itself is harsh. The second symbol of Ardra is the tear, which reflects this. In other words, under Ardra, situations occur that drive a person to tears and turn them toward spirituality and God.

The precious gem also symbolizes realized knowledge, processed through intellect and reason, linked to the head (another symbol of Ardra). Misunderstanding knowledge, however, may "cost you your head." The gem here is like the jewel on the heads of Nagas (divine serpents), representing wealth, wisdom, and magical powers. Ardra people often come into possession of secrets and valuables.

Mythologically, Shiva (Rudra) is the God of renunciation, living in a cave, covered in ashes, wearing a necklace of skulls - and his presence is traditionally considered undesirable at sacred celebrations. Similarly, Ardra people sometimes may feel like outcasts - rejected by society or family, or betrayed by others. There is almost always one key moment in Ardra’s life when they are deeply hurt because they were excluded from a celebration - this ties to the myth where Lord Shiva was not invited by his father-in-law, leading to Rudra’s wrath.

Rahu’s influence gives Ardra people an interest in foreign cultures and religions, which may also lead to rejection by their own. Ardra people or their relatives, furthermore, may have addictive tendencies.

On another hand, Shiva is also the God of healing. So Ardra people can be healers, with good intuition, and potentially great astrologers (especially with Mercury + Rahu combinations).

There are always two sides to their nature: extremely angry and extremely merciful. Thus, Ardra people are often willing to give everything, even things they need and should not give.

Some interesting traits in Ardra's people's lives may include the following:

Their spouse may have had at least one near-death experience

Their spouse (or relatives tied to Ardra) should be careful with fire

They experience betrayal several times in life

Like Shiva, they live well in solitude, without a spouse or children (they love seclusion)

They tend to have independent businesses (they love independence)

There may be a problematic spot at the back of the neck or head

[gothicxreylover]

I just got an idea for a request. Yandere hashira plus kanao and Aoi and tengens wives with a foreign reader who was requested to come to Japan to slay demons by the master, except this reader isn’t a human, instead they are a naga, a mythological snake human hybrid creature from Indian mythology that protects humans from demons…additionally this readers body I built with a human upper half and snake lower half with their snake half being long enough to completely wrap up 10 people. Please and thank you

The Serpent Protector of Japan

Summary:

Summoned by the Master of the Demon Slayer Corps, a naga—a revered, mythological creature from India—enters the world of the Hashira. The naga’s duty to protect humans from demons aligns perfectly with the Corps’ mission, but their presence sparks a whirlwind of fascination, jealousy, and obsession among some of the Hashira and close allies.

The Arrival

The foreign naga arrives at the Demon Slayer Corps estate, their shimmering serpent tail gliding gracefully along the stone pathway. Their upper half is undeniably human—strong arms, a regal posture, and a face that radiates wisdom and authority. The lower half, however, is a strikingly long, iridescent snake body, coiled elegantly yet with enough force to crack stone if necessary.

The Hashira are gathered, the Master’s instructions to meet this “foreign protector” piquing everyone’s curiosity.

As they step forward, the naga greets them with a deep, melodic voice. “I am [Name]. Your Master has called for my assistance to protect humanity from demons. My kind has fought these creatures for centuries.”

• Shinobu Kocho: The Insect Hashira’s calm demeanor hides a rapidly growing obsession. She’s fascinated by the naga’s physiology and abilities, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. “Such a unique creature… I must study you. For science, of course,” she says sweetly, but her thoughts are far from innocent. She becomes possessive, often requesting the naga’s presence in her laboratory under the guise of research.

• Sanemi Shinazugawa: The Wind Hashira tries to keep his distance, masking his obsession with sharp words and disdainful glares. However, he finds himself drawn to the naga’s unmatched strength and grace. He secretly follows them during missions, his heart racing every time he sees them in action.

• Mitsuri Kanroji: The Love Hashira is immediately smitten. “You’re so beautiful!” she exclaims, her eyes sparkling as she admires their majestic form. Her feelings quickly evolve into a deep infatuation, and she’s often found clinging to the naga, offering them handmade snacks and shy confessions of admiration.

• Muichiro Tokito: The Mist Hashira is quiet but intensely possessive. He’s intrigued by the naga’s enigmatic aura and often stares at them with an unreadable expression. His obsession manifests in subtle ways—he ensures no one else gets too close, often stepping in with a blank stare when someone tries.

• Tengen Uzui and His Wives: The flamboyant Sound Hashira and his three wives are captivated by the naga’s exotic beauty and power. Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru each develop their own unique obsession. Suma is clingy and overly emotional, often wrapping herself around the naga’s human half. Makio is fiercely competitive, constantly challenging the naga to sparring matches to impress them. Hinatsuru, the calmest, uses her subtle charm to stay close, often offering to bandage wounds or prepare meals. Tengen himself finds their presence “flamboyant” enough to constantly praise, though his wives’ obsession soon stirs jealousy even in him.

• Kanao Tsuyuri: At first shy and reserved, Kanao watches the naga from afar. Her fascination grows into an intense attachment as she begins to mimic their movements and techniques. She secretly follows them on missions, ensuring their safety without revealing herself.

• Aoi Kanzaki: Though initially annoyed at the attention the naga receives, Aoi can’t help but be drawn to their protective nature. Her feelings shift from irritation to quiet longing, and she finds excuses to be around them, such as offering tea or helping with injuries.

Gyomei Himejima: The Stone Hashira is initially calm and reverent upon meeting the naga. He’s deeply respectful of their divine origins, often clasping his prayer beads and murmuring prayers in their presence. However, his admiration gradually twists into obsession. Gyomei begins offering prayers for the naga’s safety every day, becoming fiercely protective of them. He refuses to let them out of his sight during missions, insisting that it’s his duty to shield them from harm. “You are a gift to this world,” he says in a soft yet firm tone. “I will not allow anything, mortal or demon, to taint your purity.”

Giyuu Tomioka: The Water Hashira’s aloof demeanor hides a deep and growing infatuation with the naga. He’s mesmerized by their grace and power, though he struggles to express his feelings openly. Instead, he shows his obsession through actions, such as silently standing guard outside their quarters or leaving small, thoughtful gifts—a polished stone, a rare flower, or a perfectly prepared meal. When others try to approach the naga, Giyuu’s quiet nature turns icy. His piercing glare and clipped words are enough to make most back off. “You should leave. They don’t need you here,” he says, his tone calm but laced with menace. Despite his possessiveness, Giyuu’s subtle, protective gestures eventually make the naga take notice, though his inability to confess his feelings keeps them in the dark about the depth of his obsession.

Kyojuro Rengoku: The Flame Hashira’s fiery personality pairs with an equally intense obsession. From the moment he meets the naga, he’s completely enthralled by their presence. “You are magnificent!” he exclaims with his usual exuberance. “A being of legend, here to protect us all! I am honored to fight alongside you!” Rengoku’s admiration quickly turns into a burning obsession. He becomes the naga’s most vocal admirer, constantly praising them in front of others and insisting that they’re destined to fight together. His bright, cheerful demeanor hides a jealous streak—he becomes visibly irritated when others monopolize the naga’s attention.

Obanai Iguro: The Serpent Hashira is deeply intrigued by the naga from the moment they meet. The connection between his serpent motif and their snake-like lower half feels almost fated to him. However, his fascination quickly spirals into possessiveness.Obanai sees the naga as a kindred spirit and believes that only he can truly understand them. “We are alike,” he says one day, his mismatched eyes boring into theirs. “No one else could ever comprehend what it’s like to be seen as something other.” His jealousy is fierce, and he often uses his snake, Kaburamaru, to keep tabs on the naga. If someone else gets too close, Kaburamaru “accidentally” slithers into their path, disrupting their interactions. Despite his reserved nature, Obanai becomes more daring over time, often pulling the naga aside for private conversations. He speaks in a low, intimate tone, his words dripping with both admiration and a subtle warning: “You don’t need anyone else. They don’t understand you like I do.”

[palesweetscherryblossom]

I’m in a soft mood so I’m gonna tackle Naga Todoroki fam, specifically Rei.

Unlike in some iterations of Yandere Mama Rei, she’s extremely soft yet firm. Close the canon but not quite.

She’s extremely protective of Reader, thanks to the fact that one, Enji exists and that the rainforest is a spooky ass place.

She’s fiercely possessive whenever Enji gets frustrated or when father and sons get into a heated argument.

Rei also likes doing your hair and learning about how humans work, so she can get a better idea about how you work. She’s very affectionate with you, kissing your cheeks, snuggling you, stroking your hair.

She only has one rule: Don’t leave their territory, or else things will get very difficult..

(I love Rei so much, she deserves to live with her kids in a nice little house-)

[eeniey-past-bedtime]

River Rest

A/N: Awe man you wouldn't believe it- the lights went out and it's thunderstorm season for me where i live. So naturally how about something based in water-

If anyone's got mermay character suggestions hit me up all i have is a quiet merman and a cheery selkie, how about a stoetic naga by the river with a gender neutral you?

Wanna invite me some raw spaghetti?

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The river sings quietly beneath the trees, its voice carried on the breeze that rustles tall grasses and dips into still pools. You kneel near the water’s edge, the cool spray clinging to your skin as you fill a canteen. The forest has always been kind to you — but you’ve learned it’s even kinder when he is near.

A rustle. A shift of weight on stone.

“I told you the river’s cooler under the roots,” comes a familiar voice, low and drowsy. “But you like making things difficult, don’t you?”

You glance over your shoulder, lips tugging into a smile. Miren lounges just beyond the rushes, his long tail coiled like smooth obsidian and moss, glittering faintly in the speckled light. His arms are folded under his chin, golden eyes half-lidded in the sun. There’s a lazy sort of ease to him — but you know better. There’s strength in that calm, and sharpness behind his smiles.

“Maybe I like the sunlight,” you reply. “Besides, you never said which roots.”

Miren chuckles, the sound deep in his chest. “Fair point.” He uncurls himself slowly, stretching until his back arches and his tail shifts over stone with a low scrape. “But if you’re going to be stubborn, at least let me carry that.” He gestures lazily to your bag. “You’ve got the look of someone who packed for a week.”

You hesitate — and of course, he notices.

“What?” he drawls, slithering closer until the coils of his tail brush the grass near your foot. “Still don’t trust me?”

“I do,” you say, and you mean it.

“Then let me help.” He lifts the bag off your shoulder without waiting for more protest. “It’s not a big deal. You don’t have to do everything yourself.”

You sit together for a while beneath the twisted roots of an old willow, where the river pools deeper and the moss is soft enough to sleep on. Miren props himself up on one arm, watching you with an expression that reads more fond than fierce — though the teasing lingers in his voice.

“You always come here when you’re tired. Figured I’d find you before the sun went down.”

“You knew I was tired?”

“I can smell it on you,” he says, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “You’ve been burning the candle at both ends again.”

You don’t reply, but the silence is comfortable. He doesn’t push.

After a moment, you lean into him a little — just enough that your shoulder brushes against the warmth of his arm. He shifts slightly to accommodate, and you feel the curve of his tail settle around the both of you, a casual circle of protection.

“If I fall asleep, will you keep watch?” you murmur.

His lips curl faintly. “I always do.”

..

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[sp1der-w3bs]

Naga boyfriend who is fiercely protective over you, no matter where you are or who's around, your just so small and helpless

Naga boyfriend who who despite being massive, venomous and having a tail that could crush almost anything is sooo gentle with you. He uses his tail to pull you closer for cuddles or wrapping you up warmly when you’re cold.

Naga boyfriend who is extremely possessive over you. Nagas are known for being extremely possessive over there territory, for him that means you. He doesn’t like others getting too close to you, especially those he sees as a threat. His jealousy can be overwhelming, he bearly eaven cares for your boundaries.

Naga boyfriend who likes to wrap his massive, muscular tail around your body. It's his way of keeping you close, keeping you were your safest, right next to him.

Naga boyfriend who run.s colder then most husband do. It's necessary for him to keep your naked bodies pressed up against each other, especially in winter.

Naga boyfriend who never lets you leave the den without him, but even that's not often. The only time he leaves you alone is when he's out hunting for his next meal.

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

Gaining More Than You Lose

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Virgil was a monster hunter by trade. And now that the kingdom had stricter laws on those who could and could not be hunted, he ended up doing a lot of people's dirty work just to get by. On a mission to kill a dragon, Virgil finds far more than he bargained for.

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| Ao3 |

Warnings: Nongraphic injuries, talk about killing sentient beings (no such killing actually happens)

Pairings: None (Creativitwins)

Word Count: 2055

Notes:

"Fantasy AU where Virgil stumbles upon orphaned dragon witches Remus & Roman and ends up inadvertently adopting them." - For @i-will-physically-fight-you , another fic for @tss-camp-and-coffee

This ends cutely I promise, I really like this one fjdsklfjds

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Virgil had always been a monster hunter by trade. He trusted no-one, he had no friends, no family, just clients and targets. There had been good money in it, that's the main reason he did such a dangerous job. It wasn't hard for him. When he had nothing to lose, it was easy to risk his life for a lot of gain. Now, things were different.

He sighed, looking out of the window of his tiny home onto the city before him. Supernatural creatures weren't so hated anymore. Treaties had been passed by the king to welcome many species to integrate into human society. Many people were tentative about living amongst faeries and vampires, even when there were proper protections in place for all parties. While Virgil was, of course, happy about this development for the people it helped, it did make his life somewhat more difficult.

Supernatural creatures being welcomed into society meant that there were far less monsters to hunt, and even less people who would pay him for them.

It led to him taking far less savoury jobs. People asking him to go out into the wilderness to slaughter innocent beasts for magical ingredients or purposes beyond their walls. His job rarely involved turning away a naga ruining a farmers livelihood anymore. Now...

The most recent job he'd taken worried him. His bag was packed behind him, his weapons and mage staff leaning up against the pack he'd have to take to travel up the mountain range behind their small city. He had been sought out by a sorcerer for this job. To kill a dragon that lived up in the mountains and bring back a rather long winded list of parts to be used as ingredients

Hunting a dragon for scales and hide was practically a criminal offence nowadays. While dragons weren't part of the treaties - still being seen as dangerous outcasts even with all the protections put upon other species - it still wasn't right to hunt them. Especially with their numbers dwindling as much as they were these days. But a job was a job, as it came, Virgil needed to eat, he needed to pay rent, and this was the first job he had gotten in months.

it wasn't fair that Virgil was hunting the dragon. But it was necessary to his own survival, and Virgil knew well enough that people would do awful things to stay alive. He wasn't exempt from that rule.

He took his things, and began his trek to the dragon's den.

Virgil took a deep breath as he approached the cave where the dragon was rumoured to live, light footed and barely breathing so as not to wake the likely sleeping beast - adult dragons slept for years, sometimes, if he could kill it without waking it up, things would be a whole lot easier. If it woke up, Virgil might quite literally be toast.

When Virgil peeked around the stone at the mouth of the cave, though, he was shocked not to find a dragon, but a baby dragon. No parent in sight. Fuck.

Dragons were fiercely protective of their young. Virgil didn't know if this one were alone, or if the parent was just out hunting for food somewhere, but Virgil did not want to find out.

He was a monster hunter, he wasn't suicidal - though some people might think those two went hand in hand.

Turning to leave, though, Virgil caught a glint of something shiny in the cave. There was the normal hoarded pile of gold to be expected from a dragon den, sure, but what caught his eye was jagged and strange. a piece of metal sticking out of the baby's back leg as it curled protectively around something.

In dawning horror, Virgil realised that someone had gotten here first, and they'd attempted to kill the green scaled dragon. The metal was the broken off blade of a sword.

Had they managed to kill the parent, too? is that why they were alone?

The small dragon shifted and whimpered in pain, and Virgil couldn't help but wince in turn. The sword blade was small in comparison to the beast, but it must hurt something awful, and Virgil couldn't imagine the poor thing would heal if it stayed there.

Virgil couldn't kill a baby dragon. That's where he drew the line.

Virgil also wasn't stupid enough to walk up to a sleeping dragon. Baby or not.

Form his bag, Virgil fished out a few different things and laid them out in front of him. First, his pack of rations. If this dragon was an orphan, it would probably be hungry, Virgil would like to give it an alternative to himself when it came to food.

Second, he pulled out his medical kit. Bandages and medicine, things you would give an ailing human. He hoped it was good enough to patch up the dragon, if it let him get close enough.

And third, a blanket. He hoped that maybe it could provide some comfort to the dragon, or some kind of meek shield if it came down to that too. All of his clothes and belongings were enchanted to be fireproof, he'd made absolutely sure of that before he'd left, he could use the blanket to shield himself if the dragon did decide to blast him. He couldn't say whether it would work, but it might at least give him a chance.

"Here goes nothing," Virgil mumbled to himself, before picking up a pebble from nearby and tossing it at the opposite wall of the cave, making a large, echoing knock and clattering to the ground.

It had the desired affect as the dragon shot up from the ground with a half roar which reminded Virgil of just how much of a child this poor thing was, not even able to roar properly yet.

Once the dragon had calmed down just a little, Virgil stepped slowly from behind his rock, hands up in surrender, only to stop short.

The thing the dragon had been protectively curled around wasn't a thing at all, but a human boy - no, not quite right. He looked human enough, but when Virgil looked closer he could see pointed horns emerging from the boy's fiery red hair, and a tail wrapping around his leg. What Virgil had initially thought were freckles he realised were tiny red scales. A half dragon?

The green dragon growled harshly at him and Virgil brought his gaze quickly back to him, even as he noticed the child waking up. 

Virgil went to speak, but before he could, there was a sword pointing at his chest. The red child had darted up, placing himself between Virgil and the green dragon, The boy couldn't be more than ten. But he was holding the too big sword steady and glaring at Virgil with all the fire of someone ready to kill to defend.

"Don't touch my brother," He said, voice scathing and… magical? Virgil had wards and pendants that protected him from being charmed, but Red's voice was distinctively magical, he'd tried to charm Virgil. Half mage maybe? Or witch. Virgil was intrigued, but right now he was more focused on getting the child to lower the sword.

"I don't want to hurt you," Virgil said, trying for placating as he held up his hands to show he was unarmed - he had left his weapons with his bag. Perhaps a foolish thing to do, but he thought it was the right move as Red's eyes scanned over him and, slowly, he lowered his sword.

The green dragon whimpered behind him, and Red turned a little pale.

"What..." Virgil started hesitantly, "What happened here?"

"Some nasty human," Red hissed at him, "Just like you."

Virgil winced, though he supposed it was a fair assessment, considering he had been coming here with the intention to kill the dragon who lived here, even if he no longer planned to do that - there was no way he could.

"What did they do?" Virgil asked softly.

"Tried to kill us," Red said, his grip on the sword starting to wobble as his eyes gained a telling sheen, "They hurt Ree, and- and-"

As the child burst into tears, Virgil reflected briefly on the fact that he'd never been very good with children, never wanted children, never thought he would ever be in the position to physically house children, let alone care for them adequately. His job wasn't really one that lent itself to the care of them, but... right now, all he wanted was to take these two home and make them feel safe - make sure they never had to be so scared and sad again.

"Shh- shh, little one, it'll be okay," Virgil said softly, crouching down so he was at eye level with the sobbing red child, who inched closer little by little until he collapsed into Virgil's arms. They must be so scared and alone if they were willing to trust the first person who came into their home like this, "It'll be okay, I've got you..."

"My-" Red said, "My brother's hurt-"

Virgil looked back at the dragon, who had laid down but was watching the two of them with an aura of pure suspicion. Virgil didn't blame him.

"I can help," Virgil said softly, "If you'll both let me?"

Both of them looked wary, but Red was the first to relent, nodding slowly. His brother, however, turned away, tucking his tail over the wound. Red made a small scared noise, looking back at Virgil briefly before getting up and hurrying over to the dragon.

"Ree-" he said softy, in a tone far more serious than any ten year old should have any right using, "We gotta get the sword out if you're gonna heal, you can't even transform - maybe he can really help..."

The dragon - Ree, apparently - huffed. Red levelled him with a look and he let out a puff of hot air before turning back towards Virgil and dropping his head onto his front paws, his tail moving away from the wound once more.

"Alright, here goes," Virgil said, grabbing his medical supplies before slowly approaching.

Red stayed hovering over him the entire time he was at Ree's side, both protective and worried in nature. He was almost fretting as Virgil bandaged up the dragon's leg.

"There," Virgil said, "It should be okay now, you're lucky it didn't look infected-"

He was cut off by a too tight hug. Red was strong, arms squeezing him tightly around the waist - enough so that Virgil had to hold back a grunt of pain - and face buried in his stomach. Virgil just petted Red's hair.

"Thank you..." Red said softly.

"You're welcome," Virgil said, gently squeezing Red back before letting him go, Red did too, going to sit against Ree's side instead, "I'm Virgil, by the way, it's nice to meet you two."

"I'm Roman," Said Red, proudly, "And this is my brother, Remus."

Virgil nodded with a small smile, committing their names to memory.

"Would you two like something to eat?" Virgil offered, "I don't have much, but it's something."

The two perked up and Virgil smiled, grabbing his pack of rations and splitting them fairly between the two kids, keeping just a little for himself too. Both of them ate the rations like they were starving. Virgil wondered just how long they had been alone.

For the next week, Virgil stayed with the two dragons while Remus healed, hunting for food for the three of them and checking up on injuries, cuddling them both when they seemed to need it and, finally, offering for them to come back with him once Remus was healed enough to transform into a humanoid form less likely to get the two of them cast out when they got into the city.

They weren't hard to convince, and a week and a half later, Virgil found himself making his way back to the city, two small dragon witches -as he had discovered they were when he asked about Roman's magic - in tow and his pockets and bag much, much heavier with enough dragon's gold to leave them set for life.

Virgil had never intended to be a father, but he couldn't say he was upset with the way things turned out.

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The Enigma of Elune & the Elements

The goddess Elune is known by many names across cultures and even planets; such as Mother Moon, White Lady, Night Warrior, Mu’sha, etc. She has a wide reach across various spheres of cosmology, and her domain seems to at least encompass the arcane, the natural, the astral, the spiritual, and in many unexpected connections–the elemental. It could be that, as Elune is considered a life goddess with some connections to the afterlife, she may have pseudo-elemental expressions of power because they are partially intertwined with spirit. This might explain the physical tangibility, and yet silvery-blue coloring that often manifests within elements of Elunian origin. The following is a collection of curiosities in which the goddess’s influence presents itself in such forms.

Water

The first, most notable link between Elune and the elements would be her thematic ties and manifestations of power within water. An iconic and central piece of Kaldorei culture is the moonwell: it is often the focal point of temples, and a place of respite in the wilds which restores mana, cleanses impurities, blesses armaments, purifies corruption, and even banishes maddened elementals. Dave Kosak, in his development of the Warcraft cosmology, describes the combination of spirit and water as one of the main vehicles for healing; both of which are linked to the outer ring of Nature. An old myth of the Kaldorei Empire described Elune sleeping inside of the Well of Eternity during the day, and rising into the sky as the moon each night. Today, moonwells are established through local wild spirits granting their blessing, a combination of natural and lunar magick, as well as a droplet of eternal waters from another purified well. All of these spheres together (spirit, water, nature, and arcane) encompass the very essence of Elune's moonwells.

Tears of Elune are one of the most recurring themes in relation to the goddess - seen in the pillar of creation, and lesser items scattered throughout the world. We do not know for certain how these tears form; however, there is an implication that they are a manifestation of Elune’s emotions, whether crying tears of sadness, or of joy. These remnants from the goddess seem to possess a myriad of properties the beholder can make use of: the Tearstone of Elune legendary ring has a chance to cast an additional regrowth on targets, Tears of the Goddess from the Hyjal raid slow the player’s falling speed, and Elune’s Tear can ease the symptoms of illness. Mu’sha’s Tears are gathered at the base of a waterfall in Highmountain, which are guarded by fiercely protective water elementals, to eventually be used during a ritual that allows us to witness the events of the War of the Ancients. Interestingly, these specific tears are said to “flow of their own accord,” entirely ignoring the rushing rapids that would normally carry away physical objects or other water currents; which may lend to the notion that Elune’s elemental manifestations are partially comprised of spirit. The Sisters’ Tear, born of Elune and the Winter Queen’s combined power, is yet another example of renewal and lifegiving springing forth from the goddess’s sorrow: which resulted in the growth of the World Tree, Amirdrassil.

Elune is described as having partial influence over the tides, a power that she shares with Neptulon, as evidenced by the Tablet of the Balancing Tides: "The whispers of Elune and Neptulon play on the tides, their words etched in stone are a tribute to the balance of their powers." There is additionally a brief archaeology quest in Throne of the Tides we can pick up from an ancient fountain. Delving into our historical knowledge from reading a Highborne Scroll fragment, we discover that the purpose of this fountain is to confer a blessing called “Waters of Elune,” which specifically increases our damage against the naga while inside the domain of Neptulon, further strengthening the alliance between the two. The goddess also seems to feel a responsibility, or at least have an interest, in purifying maddened water elementals. We see this demonstrated in Moon Priestess Tharill’s questline in Darkshore, who asks us to use a relic called the Orb of Elune; which has the power to soothe and permanently banish these beings back to their plane. This ultimately protects the elementals from the cycle of being resummoned, further manipulated, and driven to madness. As the orb was carried by Tharill just south of Auberdine, this may have been a prized and sacred relic of the town used in banishing angered elementals from the coasts of Darkshore. It would not be the first or only sacred artifact kept here, as Auberdine also once housed the Eye of Elune.

Elune’s aqueous blessings were also a crucial part in the battle of the Molten Front within the Firelands. It seems that somehow, the nature of Elune’s blessings can circumvent traditional interactions between elements. The very existence of a moonwell, or any body of water for that matter inside the scorching plane of Ragnaros, would reasonably evaporate. The fact that this one is able to withstand the extreme heat of the Firelands speaks to a high resistance, if not complete immunity, to the effects of fire. Ayla Shadowstorm explains that the moonwell’s waters can indeed provide some protection against flame, as well as bless the expedition’s food stores. Once the well is filled, small bushes and trees begin to sprout nearby that eventually bear eternal fruits which can be used indefinitely while inside the Molten Front. While it is unclear what role Elune plays in the existence of wisps, these spiritual beings are considered “perfectly suited” to banishing elementals (similar to the goddess herself) as seen in this quest where the wisps aid us in closing the portals of fire elementals.

In the tauren mythos of Eyes of the Earthmother, Mu’sha as she is called, is said to "dance with the waters of the tides," "flow out of shadow’s reach like water," and bind injuries with the powers of water and wind.

Fire

The satyr camp of Sargeron in Desolace, known colloquially as the Palace/Sanctuary/Cathedral/Temple of Elune, reveals an interesting relic that links Elune to the element of fire. Unearthed from the ruins of the temple here, there is a tall runestone monument known as the Ancient Vortex Runestone. It is said that the ancient Kaldorei “revered the gems created by this mystical object, claiming that they were gifts from the goddess herself. It was believed that they were weapons capable of delivering them from any enemy.” As we progress in the questline, we are able to make use of these gemstones, which summon forth a giant firestorm, whose power is strengthened “either through sustained worship of Elune, or charged by spiritual energies of the fallen.”

During the war against the scourge in Northrend, the settlement of Stars’ Rest converted their moonwell to house the liquid fire of Elune, an offshoot of traditional moonwell waters. The very nature of this substance seems to be an oxymoron, combining two opposing elements of fire and water into one. However, if we consider again Dave Kosak’s notes on the life-giving essence of spirit; he links spirit and water with healing, and spirit and fire with holy powers of retribution. The fact that Elune’s liquid fire encompasses spirit, water, and fire then becomes clearer in the goal of this quest: to pour it over the corpses of scourge-blighted animals and cleanse them of their corruption. This essentially combines Kosak’s ideas through healing their bodies and demonstrating a retribution against the unnatural state of undeath. This may also speak to the circumventing of traditional elemental interactions, as the liquid fire of this moonwell (assumedly) prevents the vessel from freezing over.

In Darkshore, a moonkin named Aroom requests our aid in cleansing their corrupted brethren. They task adventurers with slaying a ghost of their kind who wields a relic called Elune’s Torch. After retrieving the torch, Aroom creates a ritual bonfire with the flames from this item, which allows the corrupted moonkin to find rest in the afterlife and “return to Elune, finally.” It could be that these flames of Elune act as spiritual purification, essentially burning away the madness or corruption clouding the moonkin’s minds. The fact that they are able to find peace (after this torch is used to create a larger and more substantial bonfire) may indicate that Elune’s flame acts as a beacon of guidance for the dead, which allows them to more easily move on from the physical plane.

There is also a unique type of silvery blue and purple fire found in Kaldorei settlements, old ruins, and temples that is vastly different from traditional orange, red, and yellow flame. The most intriguing are the braziers found in Azsuna and Tel’anor of Suramar, a necropolis assumed to be abandoned by its groundskeepers. Yet, all throughout the area there are braziers still burning brightly as if just fed with wooden kindling. It is unclear how they are sustained, but this may reinforce the idea that it is not true fire in the typical understanding of the element, but a mixture of fire and spirit together.

Earth

While Elune seems to be more distant from the element of earth than its counterparts, it is interesting to consider her manifestations that appear in traditionally earthbound mediums.

The first is Elunite Ore - ore in general being a naturally occurring rock or stone with valuable minerals inside. Elunite is described as being a fine material to work with, and directly blessed by Elune herself. The nature of Elunite is unclear; we do not know if it is an ore that is blessed by the goddess after its formation, or if Elune has a hand in its creation within the earth. It is not a usable material by miners and blacksmiths, perhaps implying that crafting with Elunite is a rare technique known only to select artisans, Elanaria (the questgiver) being one of them. It could also be that the privilege of shaping Elunite requires performing an act in defense of the goddess’s domain; as Elanaria tells us that in order to make our weapon, we must slay a satyr corrupting a moonwell, and defeat the shade of Elura who has cursed herself to guard her shipment of Elunite ore beneath the waves for all eternity.

The next earthly manifestations of Elune come in the form of gemstones, which traditionally find their origin from “deep in the earth, brought to the surface by explosions of molten rock.” Some are also “crystallized slowly from hot fluids and gases, formed from liquids filtered into cracks and pockets in rock, formed when rocks were heated and pressurized by earth movements, and recombined to form new, different minerals.” It is unclear whether Elunian gems are created similarly, or whether they are perhaps crystallized magic of some kind. As mentioned in the section of Fire, the Ancient Vortex Runestone was said to produce gemstones that Elune bequeathed to her followers here to defend themselves with. Additionally in Winterspring, there is an old altar that once housed a precious relic called the Gem of Elune that allowed direct communication with Her, and through which she “channeled her infinite wisdom.” In Outland, there are also rare jewels called Stars of Elune that can be prospected from various native ores, and dropped by random enemies.

In the Legend of Elun’Ahir, the goddess is said to be one who gifted Eonar with a branch of G’Hanir, a Mother Tree that once existed inside the Emerald Dream. After Aman’thul ripped it from the earth, its roots still grew below ground, nourished by Eonar’s tears: “Below ground, the roots fed upon the tears of Eonar and grew strong. The war was long, but in the end, the titans claimed victory. And Eonar was pleased, knowing Elune's legacy would endure. It is said that much later, as the world entered a new age, mysterious guardians arrived who dedicated their lives to protecting the roots.”

There are also several flowers said to be touched by Elune. One grows in the shadows of Duskwood, called Elune's Grace, which glows with the intensity of the moon and attracts wolves to its location. The flowers required to craft various Blossom Crowns during the Lunar Festival supposedly hold a strong connection to the goddess as well, imbued with a "solemn peace," "Elune's might," "happiness," and "great fortune." Myrael Lunarbloom also wields a staff whose flowers bloom during this time of year, greatly empowered by a moonwell pilgrimage ritual. She even says, "Flowers flourish under Elune's light. She was always known to cherish them."

Air

The Eyes of the Earthmother tells of the goddess’s early mythological origins, and her sphere of influence includes both water and wind. It seems that Elune (Mu’sha in this story) works with the wind most commonly as a means to communicate, and to deliver thoughts, words, and feelings. While the Earthmother slumbers, Mu’sha’s powers were said to be diminished, and she could no longer harness the winds' power since they “whipped up in storms and blizzards.” She is also described as “sharing secrets” with the winds, later sending upon them a plea to the Earthmother. Eventually, the Earthmother is able to find her way back to Mu’sha, because “the winds pulled at her hands, and guided her swiftly to find her Sun and Moon.” After the Earthmother’s sacrifice, Mu’sha pays homage to her by carrying her last words on the breeze for the tauren to hear, as well as setting the winds across the tides so that her voice could always be followed. Mu’sha’s favored weaponry was also said to be the bow and arrow, the efficacy of which is highly dependent on wind flow. Her movements are described as “quick as the wind,” and when her brother, An’she, is severely wounded, she calls upon these forces in an attempt to heal his injury: “Mu'sha tried to bind her brother's wound with water and wind, but no matter what she did, he continued to bleed.”

An in-game connection between Elune and the realm of wind is from a side quest in Darkshore just following the events of the Cataclysm. Sentinel Selarin, at the Auberdine refugee camp, leads the endeavor to eradicate the Twilight’s Hammer wind elementals overtaking the ruins of the town. An arduous process that requires an intricate solution, as the Twilight’s Hammer can continuously resummon the elementals at their command. In order to put an end to this, the elementals must be “slain;” after which we take their bracers, thought to be physical bindings anchoring them to this plane. The way to stop this cycle once and for all is to place the bracers into a moonwell. This act is said to not only prevent the elementals from being resummoned, but completely destroying the bracers as well. While this is not said to “soothe” them like the Orb of Elune, this seems to accomplish the same goal of freeing the enslaved elementals and the remaining Kaldorei.

While not a manifestation of elemental power per se, Elune’s influence upon the winds is also demonstrated in priestesses who channel her power through song; as well as relics like the Chimes of the Moon in Tel’anor: “The Sisters say that Elune sings a song, notes pure and beautiful. The Chime does not ring often, but when it does it is the same note as the one She is singing.” During the War of the Ancients especially, the strengthening magic utilized by the Sisters was invaluable to the war effort, notably through battle chants: “Then, another welcome surprise—chanting came from the center of the advance. The Sisterhood of Elune, resplendent in their battle armor, strengthened the fighters further. Day might have held precedence at the moment, but the priestesses’ rhythmic singing literally fed the nocturnal warriors. It was as if the moon herself suddenly hung over the host.” (Demon Soul, Ch. 8)

While we may think of this magic as under the strict purview of the elementals, it has been said that "Elune’s true nature is not fully understood," and the breadth of her power and influence may be even more vast and complex than initial impressions.

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Kinnaras

"Related to the Hunters of the Known Realms, and the Nagas of the Prismatic Depths, Kinnara are fierce protectors of the Pearl Gardens. Their sharp talons and elemental abilities, coupled with their size, makes them a formidable foe.

However, like all the starfolks of the Hidden Realms, they live peacefully with each other, fostering a culture of song and dance. Likewise, they are delighted by bright and shiny things. Kinnaris (Light Variant) are much larger than Kinnaras (Dark Variant), and have a longer tail as well.

Their large wings allow them to effortlessly soar amongst the cloud layers, while the feathers protect them from the cold. Social beings, they live in large flocks, building elaborate roosts to rest, socialise and live in.

Occasionally, they manage to dive down into the Prismatic Depths, and occasionally interact with the Nagas. Trade between the realms is gradually becoming more common, as attempts to bridge the two realms are underway, one of them being a massive elevator of sorts."

~ Aven

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Are we discussing the 141 as monsters👁️👄👁️

I really like to think that somehow, after Soap's... Events. And forgive me, I don't have much to explain with but it's a thought I love

Soap comes back. Something so close to normal, except he has a scar where he was shot.

And sometimes it might be an eye. Sometimes it might be a dark blot, when really hyped up, it's like a stream of eyes of different colors and shapes and intensity just pour from that injury. Sharp, jagged motions and shapes, almost like the explosions he works with.

He can't be caught off guard again, essentially

I suppose it could be called Eldritch in a sense. He's kinda unknown as a monster, unpredictable, chaotic but he knows, he gets it, even if others don't or can't see or understand the entirety. Idk 🤷‍♀️

Love to hear your thoughts on what kinda creatures the 141 would be as monsters outside of the classic, werewolf vampire (or if you think those are fitting tbh, I'm just curious)

Anon, this is big brain shit. I'm so proud of you. Everyone's getting gold stars tonight. As for the 141 as monsters, I have a few different thoughts.

Ghost - I mean, obviously he works well for an undead type of monster. I think Eldritch Ghost is also a really fun idea. He doesn't have to worry about keeping his face the same, since it's always covered. Just need to keep the body shape from slipping up. Everyone talks about how silent he is, when in reality it's just Ghost slipping between shadows.

Price - I really enjoy Bear Shifter Price. Big hairy man who bulks up right before the winter, and lives in the woods, and is fiercely protective.

Soap - Werewolf Soap is good, classic. Fan favorite for a reason. Fae Soap is fun to think about too. Wild, charming, a little uncanny. Somehow always manages to escape in the nick of time. Also imagine Undead Soap, who came back from the dead and just... came back a little wrong. (also Selkie Soap! or Dullahan Soap! traditional Celtic monster Soap has my heart)

Gaz - I also enjoy Fae Gaz. He's almost too pretty, too charming. Easy to fall for his tricks because he just seems so kind and helpful. Gaz would also make a really cool merman, or a naga! Pretty boy with a pretty tail, scales that sparkle in the sunlight.

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Fander Fic Rec Friday (#34)

(Soft, Sweet and Sorrowful Supernatural Stories)

The Warmth I Found in a Home with You by LostinScribbles Supernatural AU (Gen, past Logince) Rating: G On a cold morning, with loneliness and thoughts of his divorce weighing heavily on his mind, Logan decides to take a walk in the woods. There, he has two unlikely encounters, first with a fox, and then with an enigmatic stranger. A stranger who, it is abundantly clear, is fleeing something and in need of some help. Notes: Soft, subtle hurt/comfort focused on Logan and Janus. The near-future setting and the ghost of Logan's past relationship with Roman make this one unmistakably melancholy, but ultimately as warm as the title suggests.

The Hanging Tree by LostyK Ghost AU (Gen) Rating: T Out by the train tracks on the edge of town was the Hanging Tree—all that was left of the gallows where a witch had been hung more than a century ago, still haunted by his ghost to this day. Patton summoned him, once, on Halloween night when he was twelve and was terrified. Nine years later and armed with a better understanding, he comes back to do it again. Notes: In which Janus is the feared local urban legend, and Patton decides that's probably a very lonely thing to be.

Friendship potion by TheSapphireShade Supernatural AU (Gen) Rating: G In Hazelwood, they say the witches at the edge of town can grant you anything, for a price. Bullied by the other children, Patton goes out there one night hoping for a potion that might bring him a friend. Notes: Moxiety friendship, very cute.

The Furr 'Verse (Medieval Fantasy AU) series by ThreeCrowsInATrenchCoat Fantasy AU (Dukeceit) Rating: T Janus is a werewolf who has lived alone in the woods for a very long time until a human stumbles into his territory. A very loud, and impossible human, and one who didn't seem intent on leaving any time soon. Notes: This is a very good series. Somewhat bittersweet in places, but ultimately more on the sweet side.

The 5 Wolves AU series by MagpieMorality Fantasy AU (Gen) Rating: G When Logan allowed Patton to take in two children to raise—a human child and the fae changeling meant to replace him—they had all known it would bring trouble to their pack. Even hidden away within the protective borders of the forest, it was only a matter of time. Notes: A sweet and emotional story about family that gives slight Jungle Book vibes. And a very fierce, very protective Papa Wolf Patton.

A Human Life by boredomsMuse Fantasy AU (Gen) Rating: G Roman and Remus have grown up in the shelter of a mansion in the woods, raised by a vampire and protected by a witch, and shunned by the humans of the local village, part of a family of supernatural beings... Except for Remus. Remus is human, and Roman blames himself for the fact that his brother has been denied the chance to live among them. Their guardian, Virgil, doesn't see it that way. Notes: Inspired by 5 Wolves, another story with changeling Roman where all he wants is what's best for his human "twin", even if it breaks his heart.

We Blankly Stare by IronWoman359 Fantasy AU (Gen) Rating: T Janus is a naga who has been held captive in a menagerie of magical beings for a very long time, long enough to have lost hope. Long enough for resignation to the end to feel preferable than trying to hold on. (Fortunately, salvation is a lot closer than he would have imagined.) Notes: Whump, rescue, and hurt/comfort.

Iron and Honey by edupunkn00b Fantasy AU (Gen) Rating: G Injured, on the run and being hunted, Janus is desperate to find a place of safety. With his pursuers at his back, he takes a risk approaching the nearest house hoping for refuge only for despair to strike when he discovers the nature of the occupant inside... Notes: A fic from the currently running Camp Cartoon event, featuring hurt and distrustful Janus and protective Roman.

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The Sign Commentary Review Ep 5

I'm going to link to my episode 3 commentary because I gave a lot of Thailand mythology information. While I will be watching the show for the first time now and giving you my commentary. I've been Ask a question that gave me heads up that a lot of mythology will show up in this episode. So let's go!

We start the series off with this guy who has a Naga back tat. Then we see the front with him dripping water down himself. I got to hand it to Saint, he really knows how to visually stimulate. Is he the killer?

Are we really gonna ignore that Tharn sees visions? 2. Phaya has gotten his period. I mean, I get it. Nobody wants the love of their life thinking they're crazy, but this has the hallmark of hormonal rage versus righteous anger. Maybe the lack of sleep is starting to get to him. 3. Where do we stand with the physical assault? Do we label this domestic or everyone else feeling that maybe something is off here? Like when a werewolf gets all testosterone before their first change. I mean, you can literally see the freak-out in his face after he realized he has hit Tharn. Which honestly makes me feel better.

Oh, so we now understand why Tharn saw the female and how she relates. And Yai proves once again just how special he is. He really put on that clown mask. That's just wrong.

There are two! Honestly, didn't see that coming. Ahh, well now it's more understandable why they were getting their ass kicked. It's Wit.

I mean, I'm having a hard time caring that he might be killed. Just go ahead and let him go. Tharn sees him getting hit by a truck. I'm so okay with that.

I mean, I get the logic of no vigilante justice. But... People who sexually assault rarely deal with serious consequences. Only about 6% of Sexual Offenders ever serve a day in jail. If an assault is reported (this is rare due to fear factors), there is a 50% chance of an arrest. If an arrest is made, there is an 80% chance of prosecution. If there is a prosecution, there is only a 58% chance of conviction. If convicted, there is only a 16% chance that they will go to prison.

Well, that was therapeutic. The parental guidance warning made me chuckle.

They found him! Now I'm nervous! Ahhh, don't save him Tharn, go save Phaya. Don't judge me, people. I'm a little blood thirty when it comes to this.

A Naga. Not good. He is using his power for the fight, and it looks like it's overpowering Tharn's. Surprisingly, Phaya is keeping pace though, despite the break out of power. Well, until he gets a rope wrapped around him, that is. I was in full support of you dude until you started hurting Phaya and Tharn. Now ya gotta go.

Shit! A lot happened fast!

Tharn steps in front of Phaya and gets stabbed. You can tell from home dudes face that he had never meant to actually hurt Tharn. Which means he knows he is a fellow Naga. Then why is he okay with hurting Phaya? Then we see combined powers. Both Phaya's and Tharn, with Tharn's being green, which is Naga colors. Golden red is a distinct color clue.

Garuda: Is a mythical bird-man creature that is the half sibling to the nage, but they are sworn enemies. The feud started when both he Garuda's mother and Nagas' mother married the same husband. The husband gave each wife one wish. The Nagas' mother asked for a thousand children, while Garuda's mother wished for two children superior to the Naga. The feud grew until Garuda's mother lost a bet ad became the servant of the Nagas' mother. Eventually she was freed, but her children swore vengeance.

The Garuda represents royalty, strength, and divine knowledge. With its fierce loyalty and warrior nature, the Garuda serves a protective function. It adorns shields, swords, and armor as a guardian symbol. The Garuda’s golden wings are believed to shine light on the darkness of evil and ignorance.

Soooo, right now I'm thinking our Phaya is a Garuda. It also explains why in their past life he rejected Tharn for being a Naga. There are some stories of Naga and Garuda that aren't enemy, though. These few stories are about devote Buddhist Nagas and as protectors of the faith, Garudas are unable to kill these particular Nagas.

Poor Phaya is flipping out while Tharn is very calm. You can literally watch Phaya's brain go into a "does not compute point." All because Tharn is glad his is safe and gently wipes his face. It's a stark contrast to the violence that Phaya has been giving him. This whole thing cools him down in the same way that a bucket of cold water would. Despite others showing up, they cling to each other.

Tharn is now cleaned up and very calm. Meanwhile, his other half is losing his shit. Dragging him away to try and get some answers. Finally, some much-needed communication and touchy-feely. I love the way Tharn looks at Phaya when he asks him not to leave him.

Look, he is all soft and gooey like a chocolate chip cookie. He might be talking about work, but his body language is saying something else. This boy is clearly touched, starved. Ahhh, I'm getting all the feels with this scene.

The nurses pausing and kind of turning back to them and then them breaking apart. Hahahaha!

This cute little micro smile. It means everything to have cleared things up with Phaya.

Guys... Someone on this show is an actual survivor. Cause this shit is too accurate. Yeah, they could have talked to a survivor but add it with other things, it's there. This is someone's therapeutic art. The writer? The scriptwriter? I haven't read the book, so I don't know.

Ohhhh, we're digging into his parent's case now.

Phaya staying the night with Tharn again. Slumber party! Yes, you absolutely should play a game of Doctor. Silly boy, he is cute though.

Oh! Another dream. Damn it! I want the real deal but... I mean, at least they are feeding us something. At least the dreams tell us that these boys clearly want each other. Oh, a daydream. Damn boy. Keep it together 🤣🤣🤣 He's trying so hard. I'm dead. I love these two. He is planning ahead, telling Yai to bring him lots of clothes. He'll probably have to crash there more in the future.

But nope, it's the stupid doctor. Who is clearly some kind of naga since Phaya's touch bothers him. He gives a strong kickback. So as I mentioned earlier, Garuda can't harm followers of Buddhism, but they can and will harm those that worship the serpent.

Nobody is buying your shit Phaya, but I'm with you on saying what ever you got to. This dude is creepy. He feels like he owns Tharn and I wanna know why. And we're playing doctor again! Which ends in cuddle time. OMG, I love Phaya so much. That is the fastest count to three that I've ever heard. Love it! Touch starved, Tharn is very handsy when he is sleeping. Phaya does not appear to mind.

Too cute!!!

Apparently, all that love goes out the window when he wakes up. 🤣🤣🤣

Ummm, home dude might be your adoptive dad, but he isn't a cop. Stop talking shop!

The precepts are rules or guidelines to develop mind and character to make progress on the path to enlightenment… The first precept consists of a prohibition of killing, both humans and all animals. The second precept prohibits theft and related activities such as fraud and forgery. The third precept refers to sexual misconduct, and has been defined with terms such as sexual responsibility and long-term commitment. The fourth precept involves falsehood spoken or committed to by action, as well as malicious speech, harsh speech and gossip. The fifth precept prohibits intoxication through alcohol, drugs, or other means.

Damn, Phaya over here tattling. Oh, no! Grandma is sick! Ha, he was tricked.

He is a cop. Of course, it's dangerous. This is why I'm oh so excited that two of my kids want to go into law enforcement. (said in complete sarcasm.) We do a tight focus of the eagle, he has wings on his back. I'm really thinking I'm right here. Damn, he is obsessed.

There is past life Tharn. Water and sky, the places where their other half reside. And there he is. Ahh, I get more and more excited with each one. I can't wait. 💜💜💜

[bigsoftmarshmallow]

How would Naga Ganondorf (Wind Waker, Ocarina of Time, Twilight Princess, Hyrule Warriors, and Tears of the Kingdom) & Demise be around their SO?

As Naga versions of Ganondorf and Demise, their interactions with their significant others (SO) would be deeply influenced by their new snake forms and instincts, though their individual personalities would play a large role in how much they allow those instincts to control them. Let's explore how each would behave around their SO and if any snake mating behaviors might become too strong to resist.

Wind Waker Ganondorf (King Cobra Naga)

Behavior Around SO: Wind Waker Ganondorf, as a King Cobra Naga, would retain much of his composed and regal demeanor. Cobras are known for their strong territorial instincts and their protective nature when it comes to their mates. Around his SO, this Ganondorf would be highly protective, maintaining a careful watch over them, ensuring their safety at all times. He would be affectionate in a more controlled and dignified manner, valuing his partner's opinion and safety above all else.

Instincts and Control: King cobras are monogamous and extremely loyal to their mates, which would mean Ganondorf would feel a deep bond with his SO. This loyalty and protectiveness would be difficult to suppress, but it wouldn’t lead to erratic behavior. However, if his SO were threatened, his protective instincts would become nearly impossible to control, and he would react swiftly and fiercely to neutralize any danger.

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf (Black Mamba Naga)

Behavior Around SO: As a Black Mamba Naga, Ocarina of Time Ganondorf would have a more intense and aggressive way of showing affection. He might become more possessive of his SO, wanting them near him at all times, and his protectiveness might verge on controlling behavior. He would be passionate and impatient, though still guided by his ambition and desire for dominance. His affection could come across as overwhelming at times, but he would see his partner as a vital part of his life, though he would not easily express vulnerability.

Instincts and Control: The black mamba is known for its speed and aggression, which could translate into heightened aggression or restlessness in his courtship. If the snake instincts were too strong, Ganondorf might struggle to suppress territorial and possessive behavior, feeling the need to constantly assert his dominance over rivals, even perceived ones. His instincts might make him impatient, wanting to secure his SO’s devotion quickly and aggressively.

Twilight Princess Ganondorf (Gaboon Viper Naga)

Behavior Around SO: Twilight Princess Ganondorf as a Gaboon Viper Naga would be more patient and methodical in his affections, preferring to take his time and observe his SO before making any grand gestures. Like the viper, he would be stealthy in his approach, perhaps showing his interest through subtle actions rather than overt displays of affection. His protectiveness would be quietly fierce, and his SO would know that no one could harm them as long as Ganondorf was nearby. He might enjoy luring his partner in slowly, making them yearn for his attention before giving it fully.

Instincts and Control: Gaboon vipers are ambush predators, and this could translate into an ability to suppress his instincts well, waiting for the right moment to act. However, if provoked or if he feels his SO is in danger, his response would be explosive and swift. His animal instincts might manifest more in his need to control situations, ensuring his SO is safe and secure, with no threats lurking in the shadows.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf (Anaconda Naga)

Behavior Around SO: As a Green Anaconda Naga, Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf would be intensely physical and dominant in his affections. Anacondas are known for their immense strength, and Ganondorf would show his love through acts of physical protection and closeness. He might wrap his coils around his SO in a protective, almost possessive embrace, ensuring they feel safe and secure in his grasp. His physical nature would make his presence impossible to ignore, and he would likely prefer being close to his partner at all times.

Instincts and Control: Anacondas are solitary creatures, except during mating, which might make Ganondorf less inclined toward constant companionship, preferring solitude or short periods of closeness. However, when with his SO, his desire to protect them physically could manifest in a need to physically hold or be near them, his snake instincts driving him to maintain a tangible connection. His instincts might occasionally lead to overwhelming displays of physical affection, making his SO feel both safe and tightly bound.

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf (Boa Constrictor Naga)

Behavior Around SO: Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf, as a Boa Constrictor Naga, would be more measured and controlled with his SO. Boa constrictors are known for their patience, so he would likely take his time in courting, ensuring every move is calculated and meaningful. He would be incredibly protective and would keep a close watch on his SO without being overtly controlling. His physical presence would still be a significant part of how he shows affection, often wrapping around his partner in a slow, deliberate embrace that offers both protection and warmth.

Instincts and Control: Boas are not venomous, but their constriction method could translate into a need to have physical contact with his SO. His coils could be comforting or intense, depending on the mood. His instincts might drive him to ensure his SO is always close, but he would be able to control most of his animal urges, showing restraint until necessary. His SO might feel enveloped by his affection—both metaphorically and literally.

Demise (Basilisk Naga)

Behavior Around SO: As a Basilisk Naga, Demise would be an overwhelming presence to his SO. His love would be fiery, intense, and all-consuming. Much like his destructive nature, his affection would be raw and unfiltered, making his partner feel as if they are caught in the eye of a storm. His interest in his SO would be unmistakable, and he would not shy away from making it clear that he views them as his equal or, at the very least, a vital piece of his eternal conquests.

Instincts and Control: As a mythical Basilisk Naga, his instincts would be harder to control. The sheer power and destructiveness of the basilisk would be reflected in his emotional intensity, making it difficult for him to hold back once his affections are ignited. His presence would be both terrifying and awe-inspiring, and his SO might find it difficult to handle the sheer magnitude of his interest. However, Demise would not harm his SO—his instincts would drive him to protect them at all costs, even if it meant destroying everything else.

Summary of Behaviors:

Wind Waker Ganondorf (King Cobra): Loyal, protective, and regal; able to control his instincts, but fiercely protective if threatened.

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf (Black Mamba): Aggressive, possessive, and intense; his instincts might make him impulsive and quick to act.

Twilight Princess Ganondorf (Gaboon Viper): Calculating and subtle, with a quiet protectiveness; instinctually patient but deadly when needed.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf (Anaconda): Physical, dominant, and protective; prefers closeness but may show overwhelming physical affection.

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf (Boa Constrictor): Measured and controlled, with a patient yet protective nature; prefers a steady, constant presence.

Demise (Basilisk): Intense, destructive, and consuming; his affections are overwhelming, but his instincts make him a formidable protector.

The Naga forms of Ganondorf and Demise would certainly affect their relationships with their SO, but they would each manifest in unique ways, ranging from protective loyalty to overwhelming intensity. Their snake instincts would enhance their need for closeness, dominance, and control, but their personalities would still guide how they handle these impulses.

BONUS:

Here are some fluffy, cute scenes with each of the Naga Demon Kings (Wind Waker, Ocarina of Time, Twilight Princess, Hyrule Warriors, Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf, and Demise) with their significant others. Each scene captures the unique personality of each Naga king while showing their softer side with their SO. Enjoy!

Wind Waker Ganondorf (King Cobra Naga)

The setting sun cast a golden glow over the warm sands of a secluded desert beach, where Ganondorf, now a regal Naga with the lower half of a massive, black-scaled cobra, lay coiled beneath a palm tree. His SO rested peacefully against his chest, their head nestled just beneath his chin. His coils surrounded them protectively, a strong yet gentle reminder of his unwavering vigilance.

“Comfortable?” he asked, his deep voice filled with quiet warmth.

“Mhm,” they murmured, snuggling closer. “It’s nice being with you like this.”

Ganondorf’s golden eyes softened. It wasn’t often he allowed himself to relax, but being with his SO made him feel at peace in a way nothing else could. He tilted his head down, pressing a gentle kiss to their hair. “Good. I would have no harm come to you.”

With the last rays of sunlight fading into the horizon, Ganondorf’s long, cobra-like hood flared slightly as he wrapped his SO in an even tighter embrace, ensuring that no cold night air could reach them.

“I will always protect you,” he whispered, more to himself than to them. His SO smiled, feeling entirely safe in the warmth of his embrace, and drifted off to sleep, knowing that Ganondorf would never let anything happen to them.

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf (Black Mamba Naga)

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf, now a sleek and imposing Black Mamba Naga, leaned against the stone wall of his chamber, watching his SO from a distance. His tail, long and smooth, flicked back and forth with barely contained energy. He wasn’t the type to indulge in soft gestures of affection easily, but something about the way they smiled at him always managed to break through his walls.

He slithered forward, closing the distance between them in an instant, his black scales gleaming in the torchlight. His SO barely had time to react before he wrapped his tail around their waist, pulling them close with a smirk.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself without me,” he teased, his deep voice carrying a playful edge.

They laughed, knowing Ganondorf’s teasing was his way of showing affection. “Maybe I was waiting for you to join me?”

Ganondorf raised an eyebrow, his smirk growing wider. He leaned down, his face mere inches from theirs. “Then I’ll make sure you never have to wait again.”

His tail coiled gently around them, not constricting but firm enough to show his possessiveness. He lowered his forehead to touch theirs in a rare display of tenderness. Despite his dark and dangerous demeanor, he cherished these moments of closeness, and his SO could feel the depth of his affection in the way he held them—like a treasure he would never let go.

Twilight Princess Ganondorf (Gaboon Viper Naga)

The quiet stillness of the twilight forest surrounded them, with only the sound of rustling leaves in the breeze. Twilight Princess Ganondorf, now a massive Gaboon Viper Naga, lay stretched out across the grassy ground, his heavy coils resting comfortably in the shade. His SO sat beside him, absentmindedly running their fingers along the intricate patterns on his scales.

Ganondorf, for once, remained silent, his crimson eyes half-closed in contentment. He wasn’t one for overly sentimental moments, but he found comfort in his SO’s presence, appreciating the calm they brought to his otherwise tumultuous life.

After a long while, his SO leaned down, resting their head on his broad chest. “You’re so quiet today,” they whispered, smiling.

Ganondorf shifted slightly, his coils tightening just a little around them. “Is it so strange that I enjoy these peaceful moments?”

They chuckled. “No, I like it when you’re like this. It feels... safe.”

Ganondorf’s eyes opened fully, his expression softening just enough for them to notice. He lifted a hand and placed it gently on their back. “You are safe with me,” he said, his voice low and serious. “Always.”

The weight of his words, combined with the steady warmth of his body, filled his SO with a sense of complete protection. They closed their eyes, knowing they could relax completely in his care.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf (Anaconda Naga)

In the heart of the Gerudo Desert, Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf, with the immense and muscular form of an Anaconda Naga, lay coiled around his SO, his powerful tail wrapped snugly around them. They leaned into him, tracing the smooth, dark-green scales of his lower half, marveling at how strong yet soft they felt beneath their fingertips.

Ganondorf’s arms were folded across his broad chest, his fiery red hair blowing gently in the wind. He glanced down at his SO, his intense eyes narrowing playfully. “Careful, little one. Keep touching me like that, and I might decide to keep you wrapped up forever.”

His SO laughed softly, not intimidated by his teasing tone. “Would that really be so bad?” they asked, leaning closer into his chest, feeling his deep, rumbling laugh reverberate through them.

Ganondorf’s tail tightened slightly around them, not enough to hurt, but enough to let them know he wasn’t kidding. “No, I suppose it wouldn’t,” he admitted. “You belong to me now, and I won’t let anything take you from my grasp.”

His SO smiled, feeling the strength of his protective nature radiating through his embrace. They knew that as long as Ganondorf held them, no harm would ever come their way. It was a possessive kind of affection, but there was something comforting in the way his coils shielded them from the world.

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf (Boa Constrictor Naga)

It was late in the evening, and Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf, with his powerful Boa Constrictor lower half, had brought his SO to a quiet, hidden spot near a river deep within the wilderness. The moonlight danced on the water, casting a soft glow over the serene setting. Ganondorf’s long coils were wrapped loosely around his SO as they both lay comfortably on the cool grass.

His SO rested their head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Ganondorf’s hand absently stroked their hair, his usually stern face softened by the calm atmosphere.

“You’re so warm,” they said, their voice barely above a whisper.

Ganondorf glanced down, a rare smile tugging at his lips. “It is because I have you to keep close,” he replied, his voice a deep, soothing rumble.

His SO smiled at the rare compliment, snuggling closer into his strong embrace. Ganondorf was not one for grand romantic gestures, but in these quiet moments, his love for them was clear. His tail, thick and strong, curled protectively around them, keeping them secure.

As the night wore on, Ganondorf’s hold on them never loosened. His SO drifted off to sleep, knowing they were wrapped in the safest and most comforting place in the world—right by his side.

Demise (Basilisk Naga)

The air around them seemed to hum with raw power, the oppressive heat of the volcanic landscape reflecting the fiery nature of the Naga who now dominated the space. Demise, his lower half transformed into the powerful body of a Basilisk, coiled his dark, armored tail around his SO, holding them close. His sharp, glowing eyes watched them with an intensity that could have been intimidating to anyone else, but not to his SO.

They sat comfortably within the circle of his coils, leaning back against his broad chest. “You’re not going to crush me, are you?” they teased, their voice light and playful.

Demise’s lips curled into a half-smirk, his voice low and rumbling like distant thunder. “You are the only one I would never harm.”

His SO grinned, knowing there was truth in his words. Despite his overwhelming presence, there was a tenderness in the way Demise held them, his immense power tempered by his affection for them. His tail, thick and covered in dark, jagged scales, wrapped around them tightly, but it was more protective than anything else.

“I suppose you’re stuck with me now,” they said with a laugh, resting their head against his chest.

Demise’s smirk softened into something more genuine. “Yes. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Though his instincts as a Basilisk Naga were strong, his SO was the one being who could calm the storm inside him. In their presence, he could be more than the god of destruction. He could be... theirs.

[palesweetscherryblossom]

New characters alert!

My imaginative ass has come up with a new idea! Dragon clan Bakusquad.

These guys are by far the ones hunters seek out the most and the ones travelers avoid. They are fierce, confident and aren’t afraid to take what they want. Bakugou is their fierce leader and has zero tolerance for humans coming into his group’s territory.

Unlike in canon, where their bond isn’t really explored and Bakugou is a douche, they have a strong pack mentality here.

Fuck with one of them, you fuck with the entire group.

Unlike the rest of the mythical creatures that reside in the forest, Bakugou isn’t afraid of Shigaraki.

In fact, he’ll actively challenge the naga into fighting him.

“Your weak ass venom can only do so much against my flames! Come and bite me, you miserable snake creature!!”

Bakugou is the leader and perhaps the most powerful figure in the clan

Kirishima is the more calm and relaxed guy, often thinking up plans and not being so trigger happy.

He’s the most well known companion Bakugou has. He’ll be more willing to help travelers. He’s the self proclaimed, second in command.

Kaminari is the collector type of guy, often bringing back strange things and “twisting the truth” about where he found it.

“Yeah, I had to wrestle two bears and a monkey for this” “Kaminari, that is avocado you stole from a traveler.”

Sero is the tailor and the guy who is the only person who knows how to make clothes. Give him some fur and fabric and he’ll make the best of it.

Mina and Jiro are the weapon makers, often conjuring up spears, bow and arrows, knives and daggers for hunting. They are very friendly but aren’t afraid to attack.

They all can transform into dragons and mostly use those forms for protecting their homes.

They met Reader Chan after Kaminari snatched her from a tree. Bakugou didn’t want a human stinking up the place but Mina has already proclaimed you as her sibling and Sero had made you a fur cape. You gave them your plight: Shigadabi had kidnapped you and proclaimed you as their child, you received the aid of Hawks for a bit before having to flee, you vibed with Chisaki before you ran away in order to protect them, Toga kept you as her pet for a bit, Ochako attempted to help you before Dabi attacked her and now you’re here.

They all felt so bad and Bakugou couldn’t exactly turn you away. He’s an ass but not a complete bastard.

So now, you got an entire dragon fam to vibe with.

For now at least.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

For the 🐍Naga💚 AU (AU Two), it will be in a modern au... Mutants are nagas, here...

Nagas have a few basic abilities: they have two venoms, one is a sedative, one is a poison. They have the ability to scent and track prey (or other nagas). They have a human form, and a naga form. And they sometimes have the ability to put others into a trance.

The reader is a naga who is on their own, for one reason or another. They aren't part of a group, and they aren't trying to live among humans. They haven't fully developed their venoms, or changed into their naga form... They are found by the platonic yans, mainly due to them scenting another naga close to their territory... only to be met with the anxious, bristle-y reader. Cue them deciding to try to get the reader to join their group/s, hoping to help them and have another member of their group/s... The reader isn't having it. Strange people, bigger than them, and are also nagas? No. The platonic yans don't stop trying to earn the reader's trust, going through various methods of doing so, such as scaring prey towards them, speaking softly, or leaving supplies in their general area. It works well enough, in their opinion... The bby naga is eating, and they know where they are. If worse comes to worse, they'll take them, albeit gently.

Then worse does come to worse. The reader ends up getting caught by scientists, along with a few of the platonic yans, and are experimented on. It is a painful experience, and leaves them missing a few scales and dangerously cold. The nagas who were caught alongside them grow extremely protective and vengeful... They've been put through H*ll again, and this time, a little one was dragged into it as well... The month or so there leaves a few scars, and makes the platonic yans fiercely desperate to keep each other (and the reader) safe. The captured nagas (plus reader) eventually break out and are found, being brought back to safety... But now they won't let the reader go back to being on their own, without one of them. The reader wants to leave, wants to run as far as they can, but they are dragged back to the group nest every time, with venom flowing through their veins and muddling their thoughts, leaving them sleepy and warm...

The platonic yans aren't trying to scare off their bby, but they see no other choice. Their bby isn't well, they need to recover, and they need to stay where they can watch over them and keep them safe. They can't do that if they run. It may take awhile to get there, but they'll make sure their bby feels loved and welcomed in their den, their nest. They have enough room and warmth enough to share with them, so just relax and get comfortable... they'll make sure their bby has enough venom and warmth to help keep them warm and calm as they recover...

[samhatch]

Prologue for an Andras fic

I love Andras, even though he has almost no book presence. I feel like I've built him up so much in my head, I really want to know more about him. So I started writing a story focused on him in the years just before he sacrifices himself in the first book. Let me know what you think! Hopefully I can start working on this as my next project. ---------------------------------------------

If Tamlin was a wolf, and Lucien was a fox, then Andras was a dog. A fiercely loyal and protective guardian, he was also full of boundless joy and ceaseless energy that would immediately charm all those in his company. Although he was native to spring, he lacked the refined quality of his peers. His jet black hair was cut in shaggy, uneven locks, and he had no qualms about showing his crooked teeth when he often smiled. 

The High Lord’s mutt, people called him. Somehow, Cauldron only knows how, his parents managed to conceive him. His father was a lesser-fae pict and had bewitched the aetherial high-fae beauty that was his mother. Their love was true, but it cost them their lives. Like any child born amongst the fae, the rarity of Andras’ conception demanded that he be allowed to live. But his parents’ cross-breeding had to be punished, and Tamlin’s late father had them sentenced to death. Andras was raised in the war camps as soon as he was weaned. 

It was there that he met Tamlin, the then Prince of Spring. Andras wanted to hate him for everything his father had done. But over time, he learned their hatred of the High Lord was a shared one, and Tamiln had suffered just as much abuse, if not more, under his tyranny. Their friendship grew quickly over the years, and after the tragic slaughter of Tamlin’s family the role of high lord fell to him. His first official act as the High Lord of Spring was to appoint Andras as captain of the guard.

Between having a war beast for a high lord and a half-breed for a captain, most of the ranks and courtiers deserted. But a loyal few remained, and they would welcome new members to the court: outcasts and asylum seekers, like Lucien. Spring became known as a haven for anyone who was different. A paradise that was all too short lived. Amarantha cursed them, and year after year passed without any hope of breaking it. 

One day, during the final years of the curse’s duration, Andras left to patrol the border of the wall as he often did. He’d come to expect the naga and the martax that tried to poke holes in the wall to break into the human world. It was his duty to dispatch them, and slaughter them on sight. What he didn’t expect to find was a human woman, unconscious in the grass. 

He was still miles from the wall, and he knew it was miles thereafter until the nearest human village. But he didn’t need to speculate for long how she arrived in Prythian. Speckled in the grass all around her was a ring of mushrooms: a faerie portal.

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