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aenramsden · 11 months ago

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The following is not my idea; it was the original brainchild of a friend of mine named Omicron, with help from various others including EarthScorpion, TenfoldShields, @havocfett and ShintheNinja:

So, you know what I want to do one day? Run (or play in) a D&D campaign in which the Big Bad Super Dragon that is fuckoff ancient and unfathomably powerful and whose actions have shaped history and bent the course of nations and had repercussions on the whole culture and society in the region where it's set; the Bonus Special Boss for some endgame optional quest after you defeat the direct BBEG and win the campaign...

... is a white dragon.

To explain this for people not deep into 5e monster lore; D&D dragons are sapient beings, and known for their instincts and tendencies, and whenever you meet an big evil dragon that's really old it's usually this ancient creature of terrible intellect Smaug-ing it up all over the place.

Except white dragons are fucking stupid. Like, they're still capable of speech and thought! They're just… feral, hungry morons. And you almost never see them portrayed as ancient wyrms for that reason; they lack majesty. Critical Role did it, yes, but even then, Vorugal is explicitly the most bestial member of the Chroma Conclave, and the others are the more intelligent planners and long-term threats. An ancient white as a nation-defining endboss, though; not a thug for a smarter master but as the strongest and biggest threat around is just not the sort of thing you tend to see.

Adventurers: "Oh wise Therunax the Munificent, gold dragon of Law and Good, what can you tell us adventurers of the evil dragons which rule this land?" Therunax the Munificent, 500-year old Gold Dragon: "Good adventurers, know this: this land is torn apart by the evil of Tiamat's spawn. The eastern marches are the dwelling of Furinar the Plague-Bringer, black dragoness whose hoard is a thousand sicknesses contained in the body of her tributes. The southern volcanic mountains are the roosting of Angrar the Wrathful, the fiery red dragon, who brings magmatic fury on all who do not worship him. And the northern peaks are home to Face-Biter Mike, the oldest and most powerful of all, of whom I dread to speak." Adventurers: "F-Face-Biter Mike???" Therunax: "Oh yes, verily indeed; two thousand years has Mike lived, and his eyes have seen the rise and fall of five empires, and a hundred and score champions have sought to slay him; and each and every one he bit their fucking face off."

Like... I want to see a campaign where Face-Biter Mike is genuinely the most powerful dragon in the region, if not the entire world. Where sometimes he descends on a city to grab himself some meatsicles and causes a localised ice age by the beat of his vast wings and the frigid wastes of his mighty breath and by the chill his mere presence brings to everything for miles around him, and everyone just has to deal with that for the next decade. An entire era of civilization comes to an end, an empire falls, tens of thousands starve in the winter, all because Mike wanted a snack. Where his hoard is an unfathomably vast mass of jewels and artefacts and precious stones frozen in an unmelting glacier, except he is a nouveau riche idiot with fuckall appraising skill, so half of his hoard is coloured glass or worthless knicknacks, and he doesn't give a shit.

"Your Draconic Majesty, this crown is… It's pyrite." "Yeah, well, it's brighter than this dusty old thing made out of real gold, it's my new best treasure. Throw the other one away." "…throw the Burnished Tiara of Bahamut, forged in the First Age of Man, your majesty???" "See? I can't even remember its fucking name." "But my lord-" "DO YOU WANT TO BE A MEATSICLE" "…I will fetch a trash bag, your majesty."

But at the same time, he's not stupid, he's just simple, and in some ways that makes him more dangerous than the usual kinds of scheming Big Bad you see in these things, while simultaneously justifying why Orcus remains on his throne (because he's lazy). Face-Biter Mike doesn't make convoluted plans or run labyrinthine schemes; he just has a talent for violence and a pragmatic, straightforward approach to turning any kind of problem he struggles with into a problem that can be resolved with violence. Face-Biter Mike has one talent and it's horrifying physical power, so his approach to any complicated problem is "how do I turn this into a situation where I can fly down and bite this dude's face off?" with absolutely no regard for the collateral damage or consequences of doing so, because those are also things he can turn into face-bitable problems.

"My lord, the dread necromancer Nikodemion is using his undead dragons to attempt a conquest of the eastern kingdom; his agents are everywhere, his plans are centuries in the making, what can we do against such a mastermind?" "I'm gonna fly over the capital and eat the eastern king." "M-my lord???" "The kingdom will collapse without leadership, Nikodemion will win his war, he'll take the capital and crown himself king." "And that helps us… how?" "Once he does I'll fly over to the capital and eat him." "…" "This is why you advisors all suck. You're all about convoluted plans when the only thing I need to win is know where my enemy is so I can fly down there and eat him. Stop overthinking things."

And, like, yeah, it's a simplistic plan, but when you're several hundred tons of nigh invincible magical death, you don't need brilliant strategy; the smartest way to win a war is, in this case, the simplest. He's not even all that clever at figuring out the consequences of face-biting, he's just memorised the common consequences of doing so.

(If you want to go all in on Mike being the major mover and shaker in the region; Nikodemion only even has a pet zombie dragon because Mike killed the last dragon to show up and contest his turf but wasn't going to eat a whole dragon by himself. Nikodemion got to stick around and amass that much power because Mike ate the Hero of the Realm while he was adventuring because he figured the Hero would come and try to slay him at some point. Nikodemion got started because Mike ate half the leadership of the Academy of High Magic who typically keep evil wizards and necromancers in check. And then eventually this product of Mike's casual, careless actions becomes a big enough problem to bother Mike personally, at which point Mike eats him too.)

He doesn't even really fail upwards, either! He is regularly reduced to nothing but the glacier he stores his hoard in, but he's Face-Biter Mike so nobody wants to commit to actually ending him forever lest they get their faces bitten the fuck off. And his hoard's in a huge-ass magical glacier so nobody can get to it without running into the Invading Russia problem; it's hard to wage war when everything is frozen over and you're both starving and freezing to death. Once he's been beaten back to his central lair and has lost all his holdings… I mean, he's still a problem, but he's a far away problem. So he loses his assets and spends a decade in a cave brooding it up while no one dares risk trying to actually kill him, and then a generation or two later he flies down to a kobold colony and gets himself some minions, or a dragon-worshipping mage comes to offer his service against a pittance from his hoard, or a particularly stupid cult starts thinking they can get in good with him and leech off his power, and then he's (hah) snowballing again.

He's also got a very… well, the kind of weird Charisma that Grineer bosses do. Like Sargas Ruk, who's a malformed idiot, but oddly charismatic. As he's a dragon, that makes him a natural sorcerer and thus Charisma is all he needs. He's pretty relaxed when he isn't in a face-biting mood, and he's kind of infectiously optimistic, because his life has taught him that he will succeed as long as he perseveres. So he just believes it.

And sometimes that's really refreshing to work for, as an evil minion of darkness! It's like, you're coming to your Evil Dragon Lord with terrible news; you've worked for evil overlords before, you know how it goes. You fall to your knees weeping and tell him that you've failed to seize the incredibly powerful magical artifact, you think your life is forfeit. And he's just like "Eh, it's okay, these things are all over the place. Better luck next time. You remember the guy who took it, right?" and you go "Y-yes, oh great lord!" and he's like "Sweet tell me his name later and I'll grab it" and then eats a frozen adventurer he kept around as a snack.

His followers tend to quickly realise that if they fail him, bringing some temple's silver or a sack of brightly coloured beads or a couple of dead cows means he's super forgiving because at least he's got something out of the day. "Oh boy, cows? It's been forever since I had those, ever since the Orc Steppe Nomads took over it's all about goats and onions. Today is a good day." He's a master of delegation by dragon standards, in that he just tells you "Just go get it done, I don't care how" rather than micromanaging you and constantly appearing as an image in smoke or taking over your campfire.

The key part of Face-Biter Mike as a threat to players (because he exists in the context of a D&D campaign) works well in that you can rely on several known quantities:

He will not pull sneaky shit that you don't see coming

He will not make convoluted plans that you must work to unravel

He will consistently attempt to come down and wreck you personally if he finds the opportunity and you are a threat to him

You cannot fight him head-on (at least not until the last leg of the campaign, and ideally as an optional boss rather than mandatory)

So as long as you are good at staying under the radar, thwarting his minions (whom he gives broad orders to with almost zero oversight) and not putting yourself in face-biting range, you can deal with him. If you succeed, it won't be the first time Mike has lost his assets and had to go brood in his glacier for a decade or two before rebuilding. It happens; he can deal with it. And that's a win for you within the context of a single campaign, so take the win.

And if you're not going to use him as an enemy, he works pretty well as a quest-giver, too! The costs for failure are obvious and straightforward, and "do whatever, just get me mine" means that players have a lot of freedom in accomplishing their goals. As far as evil overlords go he is actually one of the least dangerous to work for; his pride is relatively subdued by draconic standards, his goals are simple and typically achievable, and he is easily pleased.

(There's also a good chance he is the forefather of any draconic sorcerer in your party, because Face Biter Mike is a deadbeat dad.)

#d&d #face-biter mike #I want this #writing #gaming #advice #funny #criticism #fandom

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effkaytales · 18 days ago

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EFFKAY FIGHTING GAME CONCEPT 3: MYNK!

Melissa Hydra, otherwise known as Mynk, was a normal girl with a heart defect living a normal life, when her best friend (who was a mime) invited her to sneak into a cave full of mime rocks. Long story short, she has video game powers now!! She's had many adventures simply playing her favorite games in real life. Keep cheering her on~

P1: MYNK. Melissa "Mynk" Hydra! Her default clothes, her iconic clothes, the clothes she's always ding-dong wearing! If you see her wearing these clothes, don't forget... Don't Be Mean!

P2: DIGICATCH. Digital Card Game that everybody loves! Her sister Anaranjado got her into Digicatch and she hasn't been able to stop~ This costume was originally designed for the first timeskip in Got the Point?!

P3: ULTRABLU. A popular game about running around, jumping, and shooting cherries at robots! Be careful, her mastery of various weapon styles can definitely find YOUR weakness!! This costume was originally conceived for the Effkay Tower Two arc of Got the Point?!

P4: DRAGO HUNTER. A multiplayer video game about hunting dragons! While she can use many fighting styles in this game, she's chosen to stick with sword and shield to make my life easier. This costume, along with the other previous costumes, makes up the Four Mynks, an idea I had since high school!

P5: A MYNK TO THE PAST. This is how Melissa looked the day she lost her life... the day she became the Mynk. Her heart condition kept her from too much strenuous activity, but she felt safe with her best friend and soon-to-be girlfriend, Monique LaBeau.

P6: EASTERNER. In another time and place, Melissa Hydra was a member of a team of adventurers! Or maybe she was a member of two? Records are fuzzy. Regardless, she also seemed to be another version of the original version of her too? There's a lot of mysteries regarding this Melissa...

#reearts #furry art #furry #sfw furry #Effkay Fighting Game #Effkay Corp #Melissa Hydra #Mynk

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simplegeneral · 17 days ago

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5012 AS: Post-War Pyrrhia AU Part 2/2

The Mud Queendom was without a doubt the biggest loser of the Great War, its territory was invaded by all sides, the MudWings suffered the highest casualties in the war, with the SeaWings being a close second. So rarely in its history had such tremendous amount of orphans and siblingless dragons that entire sibling groups were formed to the point none of the dragons were related whatsoever.

Leading the effort lies Queen Moorhen, often known as the matriarch of Pyrrhia, at her 217 years old and ruling for over 204 of those, the elderly dragoness had seem too much in her life to be surprised at all. Unlike other younger and ambitious queens, Moorhen firmly believed healing came from taking a proactive effort to the lives of the MudWings to restore her land to its prime, such example would be the Diamond Spray delta, scorched was once the breadbasket of eastern Pyrrhia, behind its intent, to starve the enemy.

The MudWings begun restore the soil, planting new seeds, cultivating. Where many saw destruction beyond healing, they saw an opportunity to grow something new, new families moved there and imported materials, soon the first village was restored, then the next, within a year the soil would grow vibrant once again.

Queen Moorhen didn’t demobilized her economy so quickly as the other queens were so eager to, she knew such mass of conscripted soldiers would lead to mass unemployment and revolt against the monarchy. Soldiers were now employed on the fields, in community projects and engineers once building fortresses now were exceptional at building housing.

Where the MudWings saw solidarity in the simple aspects of life, the rest of Pyrrhia didn’t. From Burn’s military zeal to Ruby’s lack of leadership, from Glacier’s cryptic silence to Tsunami’s volatile anger, dark clouds of war haunted the continent, where wounds seemed to never heal.

First the Sky Queendom fell to civil war, then the Sand Queendom, Moorhen’s two allies were now dealing with internal issues and suspecting foreign activities, the Mud Queendom now stands alone, all things considered, though Moorhen would find an unlikely ally in the Sea Queendom, now ruled by one of the formerly DoD, Tsunami.

The day Tsunami seized power was the day of her descent to madness, defeating Coral amidst an invasion of Burn’s forces, she abandoned the defense of the Summer Palace, an orderly retreat only as such because they all swam in the same direction. Where Tsunami found abundant food to never starve, she also found a queendom mostly against her.

Coral’s web of lies spread further deep than the deepest abysm under the sea. Her propaganda machine mastered an early version of mass media and consumption, new drugs out of pufferfish venom were widely available to the populous and the SeaWing Council was all but conformative with Tsunami replacing their beloved and easily controllable ruler.

Queen Tsunami begun sweeping reforms immediately, she fired all members of the former council, and have yet to find suitable dragons for the vacant positions. She dismantled Coral’s powerful propaganda machine, and used when it suited her, of course, for she was an outsider in the eyes of the SeaWings, she needed approval to destroy Coral’s powerbase, and banned all the extraction of venom from pufferfish.

Her measures could indeed heal the SeaWings, if only they didn’t caused the collapse of the structure and chaos through the queendom. Unrest became common through the queendom, with several SeaWings joining the “Save Coral” movement against Tsunami, spearheaded by the very members of the council she fired, with many calling for her abdication and the coronation of Moray, daughter of Shark and devoted Coral lover to the cultist degree.

It was in moments like these that Tsunami wished Blister was there, at least she could have told her ways to win the minds and hearts of her subjects, but at least the military was overall on Tsunami’s side, under commander Piranha, the protegee of former commander Tempest, replaced by Shark during the late war because of her brutal treatment of soldiers, emotional abuse and waste of lives in pointless offensives, a great ally… for exceptionally terrible times.

Right now, Tsunami’s council is made out of Anemone, her 2 years old adviser, Auklet and her teacher, and Piranha, who Tsunami keeps a fixed stare at all times. Her advisers go from insanity to absurdity, from Anemone’s punishment of the protesters to Piranha recommending the mass execution of dissidents. Bizarrely enough, the first sane advise came from Auklet as she begun to speak her first words with the help of her teacher, “slow down fish, come here!”, slow down, this is what Tsunami needed, slow down her immediate results’ pursuit in favor of a slow burn through Coral’s machine.

While Tsunami rethinks her strategies, in the rainforest, princess Glory is also now an adviser of Queen Grandeur, which she helped to restore the throne after proving the kidnapping of RainWings by the NightWings and the disregard for life from the former queens. Glory now was at the difficult task of modernizing the Rainforest Queendom.

For starters, the RainWings had no scrolls, an overall practical method of writing Glory had learned from elsewhere in Pyrrhia. Instead, they carved their history in ancient tree barks, for destroying the local plant life for any purpose other than the fulfillment of one’s basic needs was a great crime against the nature’s spirits.

Such technologies as printing machines and paper were seem as a perversion of the rainforest, a tool against the very essence of itself and its inhabitants. Glory had failed to convince Grandeur and the RainWings to modernize their methods, now she sought different solutions, above all else, a way to connect the culture she just started learning about now, her own dragons, and new technologies that were required for the RainWings to not completely fall behind the rest of the world, as they once did.

A compromise was to be made. The RainWing writings in the tree bark should be standardized through the queendom, and a curriculum to be based from the Jade Academy that would be used in all the learning centers of the rainforest. Glory also had RainWing dragonets sent to the Jade Academy, they were more well versed in their culture than she was, thus they would be displayed to a vast range of technologies, methods and practices they would judge worth to bring back to the rainforest, Tamarin and Kinkajou especially, both had already brought their new discoveries, Tamarin’s love for horticulture would help build standardized practices in the queendom, while Kinkajou had a very beginner-friendly writing lesson to help fixate the oral practices of the RainWings.

Princess Glory’s affairs were so far successful, in contrast to her friend in the sea, she had to learn a lot about the ways of her subjects, realize her venom was not the all-problem solver she previously held it as such. Now, the gap between the rainforest and the rest of Pyrrhia was closing down, RainWing healers were now working at many healing centers and hospitals through Pyrrhia in the face of tremendous medical shortages, bringing back to them a diversity of the rainforest knowledge as well.

While the Rainforest, unaffected by the war begun spreading its message of cooperation and solidarity through Pyrrhia, their new neighbor, settling down in Renewal, at the Talon Peninsula, had issues of its own.

The New Night Queendom was so young yet faced so many ancient problems, Queen Battlewinner had abdicated the throne, in her place, Greatness assumed the throne and immediately political chaos followed.

Greatness’ daughter, Hope, had been caught in an affair with a RainWing prince, Jambu, whom they would have a dragonet, Peacemaker. Jambu however, was later discovered to be in a romantic relationship with Pineapple, assuming his feelings for another male and a commoner no less, Queen Grandeur had banished them for the diplomatic crisis they had created to a scale never seem in the rainforest for many generations.

While Jambu fled to Possibility with Pineapple and Peacemaker, Hope had returned to the Night Queendom, where Greatness assumed she fulfilled the demand to kill Peacemaker, for the NightWings would not repeat the mistakes from Darkstalker’s era once again.

Worse than that, the crisis had threatened the so abundant supplies coming from the rainforest, food, seeds and tools that had became the backbone of the forming society in Renewal, and an interruption of such supplies would prove the undoing of the yet very fragile nightwing society. While angry voices still called for a military action against the RainWings, the moment was all but lost the moment the NightWings and RainWings had made contact and a passage deal.

Facing the superstitions that plagued them for generations to no end, Greatness led the NightWings back to their ancient home, the myth of Darkstalker was gone, dead under the mountain, Renewal became not only a fancy NightWing name as they always gave things, it became a symbol of a new age of prosperity of as the NightWings reconnect with the Pyrrhian continent.

#wof #wof au #rewrite #wof rewrite #pyrrhia #wings of fire #wings of fire au #rainwings #nightwings #mudwings #seawings #wof tsunami #tsunami #greatness #pineapple #jambu #wof headcanon #headcanon

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tartsniffer · 8 months ago

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Hey guys, we fucking w the Medieval dragons au? Incoming monologuing (rambling)

And also cw for suggestiveness lol

Need to let gang kno I fw GfxDarnell🙏

Low-key? The Pico's school trio is erm— in a very toxic and draining, weird "will they, won't they?" Dynamic. Pico and Darnell fw each other but not in like the, bros B4 hoes!!! Way... Bc for Darnell it's hoes B4 bros... Nene has a superiority complex bc she's a dragon princess and Pico is inferior to her because he's in the army, while Darnell is a Dragon/Drago Pet otherwise known as a tamed dragon, usually bred with the intent of devoting their life to serving superiors, hence why Darnell is stuck with GF

Gf is Darnell's queer platonic, ALSO "will they, won't they?" Friend. Think, Dragon guards isolated tower that lone princess lives in !!

Nene and Darnell are more, tamer than Pico and Darnell because Nene pities his status as a pet. Darnell is well aware of this and he loathes her for it, he believes she only really values herself.

ALSO NENE IS A EASTERN DRAGON YAYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love eastern dragons lol, low-key wanted to make her a phoenix since they're known to be the opposite of Dragons, gender wise, dragons r usually male , let's just say female easterns r rare👅

Actially, they all have types/breeds(?) Nene is a eastern dragon, usually known to be able to manipulate the weather and water

Pico is a Western dragon, like Darnell. He's more of a warrior, his father was a general of Nene's army(or well, Nene's parents) hes also low-key, Nene's pet, so hes a bit of a hypocrite. He isn't native to Nene's land thou, his dad was forced to move there after an almost complete wipe out of their homeland.

Darnell is ALSO Western, he's not from Nene's area either, he's a pyro dragon lollll. Tamed dragons can actually be any "type" , they're just selectively bred to be pets. He grew up near Nene's land, that's kinda how all three of them know each other.

They're ride or dies but it's all incredibly toxic !!!🫶

Need to ramble about GF's lore too but that would make this post too long

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kavdragun · 1 year ago

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#dragon #dragoness #asian dragon #adoptable #adopt #oc adopt #auction #art #art auction #character design #art for sale #anthro #anthropomorphic #bidding #eastern

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the-ember-island-players · 1 year ago

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it just hit me but if we're really going to get this anal about how black people don't exist in a show about dragons because hey they're Vikings, gentle reminder to everyone that drago, you know the villain from movie 2 wasn't white, hence implying that even if the Vikings were homogenous in real life (I don't know if that's actually true and I don't really care enough to do the research cuz that's besides the point) they certainly made contact with black people in this universe specifically.

And I didn't see anyone complain about accuracy then. So if yall never cared about accuracy when the villain was black but the love interest being black is a problem, that's not looking too great for you guys ngl. Astrid's name was kamikaze in the book, a Japanese word. Krogan wasn't white. One of the maidens in the show wasn't white. Tuffnut occasionally speaks in Spanish. Trader Yohan wears middle eastern/ Eastern European garb. The kids all speak with American accents. Again, dragons. The barbaric archipelago already doesn't fit with the idea of homogenous Vikings so is Astrid's race such a big issue?

For the people complaining about appearance specifically, I sincerely doubt we’re going to get a one to one adaptation, even with the old director, so her appearance will probably be the least of your issues once the movie is out but i at least understand where you’re coming from. She kinda looks like her in terms of wide spaced eyes imo but look if you’re stuck on blonde hair (maybe hair dye?) and blue eyes(contacts?) that’s your opinion I’m not gonna go there with y’all I’m just gonna ask that no one send her hate.

Idk i don't care enough to be invested in it anyway, but as someone who's been in the franchise from the very beginning, check yourself. Look inwards, make sure your criticism isn’t coming from a place of hate.

#httyd #rtte #dreamworks dragons #httyd live action #astrid hofferson #nico parker #krogan #trader johann #camicazi #cressida cowell #vikings #tuffnut thorston #drago bludvist

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h3lfaerie · 6 months ago

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I am removing the SJM-inspired and ACOTAR-inspired tags from Path of Alfheim.

I am keenly aware that SJM being a zionist is not news. Unfortunately, due to my personal lack of knowledge on the subject (and being in Eastern Europe for the better part of my life where I wasn't exposed to that discussion), I did not know for a very long time. When I found out a couple months ago, I removed the Inspired-by-SJM tag from the fic immediately. I do not wish to be associated with this person or appear as if I support the atrocities going on in the world right now.

Recently I was made aware that her views and certain depictions of the Fae in ACOTAR are blatantly racist to Irish culture. I've had the chance to converse with someone well-versed in Irish history today and I am greatly appreciative of said person putting things into perspective. But I am so sorry to not have known that for so long. Especially when I'm writing something so deeply inspired by Nordic beliefs.

While SJM did introduce me to the concept of Faeries at a young age (which is why I tagged the fic as ACOTAR inspired in the first place) the Fae depicted in my fanfiction are not the same species as hers. They are my interpretation, and are heavily based on Celtic folklore: from the aversion to iron, to Rowan being a hallowed tree that can break their glamours, the animalistic traits of the species, the inability to lie...

I have a whole tag under which I post sources and research I have incorporated in Path of Alfheim. (Like Drago potentially being from Eastern Europe based on his design.)

When I first began doing my own research on the Fae I was very surprised by how many of their traditional features SJM has removed or made 'farcical' in her universe. And at the time I thought it was creative liberties, but alas, I've found out the 'whys' today and it's absolutely grotesque 🙃

From the start I knew I wanted my story based in Nordic and Celtic folklore because I became deeply passionate about it the more I dove in.

Those tags were put there simply because this author introduced me to the genre and the concept of Faeries as a whole and by extension vague similarities can be noted in the way I've used the English language (it is not my mother tongue, I've absorbed and learned from what I've read). Those books are, unfortunately, what inspired me to start writing for myself and with everything I've found out today it has absolutely gutted me. My passion for this author was what got me hooked on Fantasy and reading to begin with. And I honestly wish I could describe how heartbreaking it is to know that someone who's inspired me so much has turned out to be such a hateful human being.

I am deeply disturbed by everything this person stands for today. And I am truly, truly sorry if I have unknowingly caused anyone who has come across my fic hurt or offense by seemingly supporting her.

I do not support this author, I do not support her views and I am beyond disgusted with everything she's said and done.

Thank you for taking the time to read through this.

#httyd #httyd fanfiction #path of alfheim #progress update #rant #anti sjm

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ask-healthy-light · 7 months ago

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To her simultaneous mild frustration and immense adoration, Frost innocently asked Luna whether she would not rather stay outside to clear her mind, as she remembered that she let her know about this before they left her room together; but after Luna quietly sighed in response, she placed a hoof on Frost's cheek, wearing a smile on her face, and intimately whispered that she meant something else.

Even when she so blatantly implied what she had in mind, it still took a while for Frost to realise what Luna meant, until something clicked, and she quickly turned away in embarrassment as her blush drastically brightened, to Luna's amusement; but after she chuckled, she gently turned Frost's head back to face her, and kindly said that she was certain neither of them had anything to worry about.

If it reassured her, though, Luna solemnly promised Frost that she would not ask her to do anything if she did not feel comfortable, but even if she did, and they both wanted to try, they would go as slowly as they needed to make sure they both enjoyed themselves; but as she said before, should the two of them go further, it was best that they return to their quarters, instead of this cold grass.

Fortunately, the realisation that they were indeed still lying in the cold and damp grass under the starry sky snapped Frost out of her state of embarrassment, and after she shook her head, she asked Luna if she still wanted her to carry her back to the Palace, to which she merely shyly nodded; and to her immense surprise, as Frost rose to her claws, Luna was flung upward, and landed in her arms.

As soon as Luna landed in Frost's arms, as if by reflex, she wrapped her arms around the Dragoness, and instantly pulled herself close as she quivered in her entire body, until she realised where she was laying, and she let out a deep sigh as she calmed down; and she chuckled at her own foolishness as she more gently embraced Frost, before the Dragoness unfurled her wings, and flew to the Palace.

At the same time, back in the Dragon Lands across the Eastern Sea, Nox felt a strange warmth within herself, as well as a tingling feeling that made her legs feel weak, though whither either of these sensations came, she did not know; for if she felt ill so suddenly, she doubted she would feel such euphoria in her mind, and if some spell had been cast on her, she would have heard someone come by.

The only thing Nox could think of was that she felt her Mother's sensations, but before she figured out what it could be, she saw a figure stir awake in the distance, and she quietly flew back to the camp to make sure the white-coated Stallion she saw sit up was all right; and Shining gently rubbed his eyes when Nox landed right next to him, whereafter they asked the other if they were all right.

Although their synchronisation briefly made the two chuckle, they knew they had to stay quiet, lest they wake the others up, so after she helped him stand up, and they had wandered some distance away from the camp, Nox asked Shining how he was doing; and the yawning Captain politely replied that he peacefully dreamt about being with his Family again, for which he clearly knew he had her to thank.

While all good things must come to an end, Shining continued, there was no rush, no fear, no doubts of any kind that woke him up, but merely Cadance quietly promising him that she and their Daughters were all right, even though they dearly missed him; and after she told him that his help was needed where he was, they carefully and gracefully pressed foreheads, before he waved to her, and woke up.

Seeing as the night was steadily passing, and he did not know when she switched places with Boom to take over the watch, he told her to sleep while he watched over their camp and company, as she also needed her rest; for he figured that it was exhausting to walk through the dreams of so many others not only to warn them, but also to grant them more blissful sleep, while almost neglecting herself.

After Shining walked Nox back to the camp, he grabbed his sword, and as she laid down, he said:

"Although I fear I will have to use it far too much tomorrow, I hope I need not use it tonight…"

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