#i hope the reply is okay though?

[quatregats]

I am picturing hornblower timeloop as some sort of clockwork device with a crank handle, and him inside, and I am eagerly turning the handle to make it go, that’s how in favor of hornblower timeloop I am

Yes! Throwing him in the manual-crank washing machine until he finally comes clean! Someone take that man for a spin!

[soundingstars]

@dutybcrne x

The position that Kaeya found himself in often caused him to work alongside others whether they were apart of the Knights of Favonius or not. 

Kaeya and Diluc had their own ideals when it came to the situations that they tended to deal with while it was obvious that things have changed. A change that happened after the two went their separate ways, the day that he did receive his very own vision. He had stayed in Mondstadt taking up the role of the Cavalry Captain while Diluc had been traveling searching for those answers he was desperate to get. Was he able to figure out the truth? An answer that the cryo user most likely wouldn’t be able to get since he doubted that Diluc was willing to speak to him. Things unfortunately were tense between the two. It would take time to fix their relationship if it could be fixed at all.

He should have expected this knowing that Diluc was the type who never hesitated to take charge depending on the situation. He was stubborn. They both were when it came to the issues that they have both dealt with over the years since they had gone their separate ways. It seemed that Diluc had his own plan in mind because of those shielded blows even though Kaeya was able to defend himself. He wasn’t weak. 

“You...” A small breath escaped from the Cavalry Captain knowing that he was sporting an injury he was obviously trying to hide. Kaeya could tell with just a quick glance and how his hand was resting against his side. 

He didn’t know if he would be able to get Diluc to listen to him knowing how stubborn he truly could be when it came to the smallest thing. There was plenty of information that Varka tended to share with the Knights when it seemed like there was information to share. It was a difficult matter when it came to the situations they tended to face because of the enemies which tended to make a daily appearance. It was a never ending job when it came to the path that Kaeya decided to follow, but it was unknown what choice he was going to make next. He knew where his loyalties were though, loyalty that he wasn’t going to turn his back down because of the bonds he made. Because of how important Mondstadt was to the cryo user. 

He wouldn’t find it surprising if Diluc thought a lot less of him because of the argument they had which caused the two to go their separate ways. Kaeya wanted to fix things between them, but he doubted that it would be accepted that easily because of that tension lingered. He unconsciously had been keeping people at arm’s length even though there were plenty of people he trusted here. People who Kaeya thought of as friends. 

It wasn’t difficult for Kaeya to take charge when his assistance was needed, especially when those familiar faces of the Abyss decided to make an appearance. He wasn’t the type of person to hesitate even if it seemed like an impossible challenge. He couldn’t help, but be annoyed with Diluc’s words and the chance to assist the one who stood in front of him. He knew that there was something he could do even if it seemed like it was just a small matter. It was frustrating. This entire situation was frustrating. The redhead obviously wasn’t going to make it easy, he wasn’t going to listen to them. 

“Just because you have dealt with something worse doesn’t mean you have to. Just sit down and let me take care of your wound.”

[fredgar]

redraw of an older fredgar piece 😊

[doku-no-bi]

-peaks my lil fox head out- Hi Vil...

Rook turned me into an actual fox using a potion...

…

Rook? @rook-hunt-chasseur-damour

When will the effects wear off?

Or do I have to make a potion to reverse the effects?

I do not know if it will work, but I can try.

[yukikorogashi]

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[devildom-moss]

Hi Moss! Readin' your December poll story and lovin' it so far! Just wanted to let you know Barb refers to MC as a 'he' when asking about Sol's malfunction. Since you listed gn!mc i figure that was prolly a mistake and it's one I'd like to be informed of if I made, so I'd let you know! Sorry if I'm mistaken, incoherent, or if that was intentional, I've partook of the weed gummies.

Oh, you know, I probably should have been clearer. Thank you for pointing that out.

That was MC responding to Solomon and asking if he malfunctioned. (Barbatos was the one helping MC cook. I think I thought that would have been clearer because it was in MC’s kitchen, but I definitely get how that was misinterpreted)

Thanks for letting me know. I went back and added a dialogue indicator.

[lususnatura]

@hoovedrycal asked: ” yes i can change into something.. though i call it morph.”

as blamore was not quite sure how to take this information, all it did was hum in response to this at first. i mean... it had guessed that something was going on with regulus, as he definitely did not look like he did now when he last saw him; what with regulus's almost centaur-like body with hooves and a tail at the end of his body. but the fact that the other was a shapeshifter was still a bit surprising to blamore, albeit for only a short amount of time. it was a well-known fact that there were aliens on this earth and blamore itself had turned into something other than human after all. he was just kind of intrigued, but also confused, that regulus had been able to manage to replicate the look of a human down to the finest little details.

it would have to ask regulus about how exactly his transformation into a human worked or it would bother it to no end. blamore let go of the wooden structure it had laid it's partially lichen covered hands on, then, as it took a few steps closer to regulus — just barely flicking the very end of his own tail out of curiosity, ❝ mm, i thought that the bone structure of your current face was eerily similar to a human's i met some time ago; one that i had saved. that was you, correct? the man whom i encountered that was injured with the dark hair and dark eyes? ❞ blamore was now just an arm's reach away from regulus, as he now appeared to be sizing regulus up. what was he doing here of all places in his garden?

❝ alright, my mysterious friend. you can change into a human: but how? and remind me why you're here, again? ❞ the being narrowed its eyes slightly at regulus as it waited for an answer to its questions. blamore looked down to his front legs, examining them for any injuries. it was known for being an herbalist in gotham second to someone who dealt in plant poisons; and herbalists might not have been MD's, but they knew quite a lot about how plants could help in aiding the healing process. ❝ i can't see any visible injuries on you. so, i sincerely hope you have not come to cause trouble, as the people who do? they end up as fertilizer. ❞

[skeletalheartattack]

i love following you. to be cringe is to be free. i hope you get ur huge skeleton bazonkas

[pictured: me accepting to be strange and so weird with it. free. big boobs too. not seen. currently. it's hard to tell but he's smiling. like this :) see? that's me. thank you.]

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

HIIIIII ARIIIIII>:33333333 i am here to inquire abt sashisuri and getting married!!!!!!!!! how would all of your weddings look like????? would you even have a wedding, maybe just a reception? maybe you just wanna exchange rings and that'd be enough? TELL MEE TELLL MEEEEE PLEAAASEEE<333 and omg.. how does kenny feel about a wedding? how does laios?

and again if you (or them for that matter) aren't one for weddings and all that, is there any other way you guys show your everlasting love to each other?????

HEHEHHEEE ARIIIII I WANNA HEAR ALL ABOUT YOUR SELFSHIPSSSS PLEASEEEE you're all so cute i need to kiss your foreheads go on get in line everybody<3333 I HOPE UR HAVING A GOOD DAY AND I HOPE THAT YOU ARE TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF!!!! i know you said that you're gonna be quite busy, so i hope you're still getting your rest!!!!!! mwah mwah mwah i love you sm angel<3333 - @teddybeartoji

MICKEY ……………..

this ask….. has been Spinning in my brain since you sent it </3 we already talked about it a bit but aaaaaa sashisuri has been………… making me a little insane lately . sniffle. thank you for indulging me my love <3333 i have a feeling this will get long but that’s the arimickey standard, here’s a cup of coffee and some treats while you read :3 ☕️🧁

OK SO ……. just . generally speaking!!!! i am Not a marriage person lmao….. i’d prefer not having a wedding at all. or even getting legally married? just being engaged for the rest of my life sounds like a dream honestly…… buuut with that being said i do think some of these guys (one guy in particular😒) would want me to compromise 😭

satoru is like me i think <33 he doesn’t have any real desire to get married, and arigojo is also a mega slowburn so??? yk. it’s not exactly a standard relationship!! i also feel like he’s turned off from marriage because of how awful most clan marriages are in jjk…… he doesn’t want me legally becoming a gojo. :((((( but like we talked abt…. i think he still ends up asking me if i’d like to be with him forever 🥹 and he buys rings!! because he likes it when we match…. super expensive and custom made. maybe a sun/moon motif? the issue is that we both see each other as the sun so???? it’s . a week-long debate. buuuut yeah he just buys us the rings and everyone else is like …. did you . get married to gojo 🤨🤨 ………….. and it’s not Exactly true but we’re married in spirit yk??

anyway just to tie this back to the first point…….. even though we aren’t legally married he takes my last name :33 and gets upset when people refer to him as gojo . he’s lenient with the students but poor ijichi gets the MEANEST side eye (nobody told him 💔💔💔)

ANYWAYYY TGAT WAS. a lot of gojo. next is suguru and like we discussed <3333 i think this guy is very much the marriage type. he daydreams about it. he loves the idea of being my husband and loves the idea of me being his spouse……. silly little sappy loser. thankfully he’d prefer a small, private wedding, which is the only kind i’d be comfy with 😭 we end up reaching a compromise and only inviting the most important people (satoshoko :333) it’s cozy and intimate and we both cry LMAOOO i hate him actually take him away from me mickey….. he cries while proposing too…….

i doooooooo . also. want to mention cult leader geto…… the alternative arisugu flavour. this guy 😔😔😔😔 SIGH…… he wants a traditional japanese wedding. wants to see me in a kimono…… i don’t have a choice (i Do but he’ll pout ://) he doesn’t want any non-sorcerers around to ✨sully the atmosphere✨ so it’s just us, his family and my closest friends :33 he cries a LOTTTTT. he tries so hard to keep it together but he cries when he sees me and cries while saying his vows…… cries when he’s laying next to me in bed once the festivities are over………… makes me pinkie promise not to regret my decision because he’s silly and stupid. i do it anyway because i love him :(((( stupid fox…

ok enough abt the loser men let’s talk abt the loser Women <3333 shoko is just like me fr i don’t think she’s interested in marriage at all but for some reason i do feel like we’d end up legally married??? like…… we just kinda sign the papers one day and that’s that. i propose to her with a ring pop and she’s like okay let’s do it???? and who am i to deny my wife…….. she does eventually get us proper rings and only then do the people around us realize we’re married LMAOO (gojo owes suguru 20$) she also wants to see me in a wedding dress i think… just once………..

OHHH AND AND AND if we’re talking abt sashisuri as a polyship then i think we do get married :33 um. we might have to legally get married in pairs though…. not sure if polyamorous marriage is a thing in either of our countries……… no idea who marries who but it doesn’t really matter because we’re All married, y’know?? it’s either a full-on wedding with lots of our shared friends or just the four of us lol, no inbetween <333 it feels more like a cozy party than anything!!!!!

KENJAKU ……. well 💀 . hmmmm. arikenny is a very unorthodox relationship mickey i’d call it a lifetime companionship more than anything??? if that makes sense???? 😭 kenny never actually says we’re dating so i think it’s safe to say marriage is never brought up . BUT they do verbalize the sentiment at some point!! either in a really casual way (”we have a whole lifetime to figure it out,” or something else that implies they want me around forever) or something more akin to a proposal…… ”wouldn’t it be nice to do this forever? what do you say?” or maybe just ”you’ll be by my side until the moment you die.” which . sounds pretty awful right?? they mean it in a romantic way though. idk mickey they’re severely ill idk what to do with them

this is already long so i’ll keep laios short hehe :3 but i don’t really think he’s much of a marriage guy either!!! though i can see him proposing…. kinda casually…… he doesn’t even realize it’s a proposal (meanwhile i’m 0.3 seconds away from exploding)…… if we had a wedding it’d for sure be monster themed <3333 i just want him to be happy!!!!! he buys me . a kitten. as a wedding gift…. and we have a tiny little cozy get-together with the other guys in our party :333

OKAY THAT’S ALL LMAO selfships will have u spilling your hypothetical life story like it’s nothing……. I LOVE YOU MICKEY MY DEAREST!!!!! thank you for being so sweet hehe, i’d love to hear abt your own selfship marriage thoughts too!! 🥺 though i already know abt some of them….. what abtttt misu and mikuna? :333 obsessed with you three btw…… kissing your noses one by one pls protect me from sukuna’s cleave ok???

[corrodedcoughin]

You!!! Make this community a better place!!! Thank you for grazing in the Steddie nation!!

[keiyaku-tako]

I'm supposed to be celebrating ur birthday like a real girl but I'm standing at the front of my school after 5 hours 🤢🤢🤢

…On a Saturday?

[sketch-guardian]

I might've read something you said regarding a Nightbringer version of the classmates 👀

May we know a little bit more about them?

Much love! 💞

- Isa

You read well dear Isa😌I was thinking of creating some art concepts of the RAD classmates in Nightbringer🤔therefore of their past selves and as soon as I have time, I will try to sketch them✨Also of course! I don't mind giving some info about my ocs😊actually I will probably write more than I should🤣but I want to be as precise and exhaustive as possible, so as usual I will try my best🙈also thank you very much for the love! I'll send some right back at you💜 (p.s.: I think there's no need to specify this, but obviously the behavior of the Nightbringer RAD classmates will be a little different than the present):

RAD CLASSMATES IN NIGHTBRINGER

(considering that MC arrives in the past about one/two years after the end of the war against the Celestial Realm, I will set their characters and their social status at that time)

DEMYA

In that period Demya was definitely scruffier and had trouble speaking and verbalizing her thoughts, in fact she was still learning how to communicate, read and write, she acted mainly on her demonic instincts (a bit like Satan-) and she was slowly civilized, to re-enter the society of demons and to avoid being locked up in case she created problems for Devildom, especially since she would not have tolerated the idea of ​​being put back in chains...she would seem quite curious, but also hesitant and wary of new people besides the other RAD classmates, especially of humans, whom she still held grudge against considering what they've done to her and her family and her instinct would be to tear them apart, but Azul is trying to teach her self-control and the fact that not all human beings are like that, maybe even MC could help her change her mind and have faith in humanity again.Aside from that, she occasionally showed moments of joy, especially when she was allowed to feed as much as she wanted and when learned something new, still she seemed to have mixed feelings towards Domnra, despite him being the one who (unintentionally) freed her. Demya generally looked a little closer to Azul, perhaps due to the fact that he was the one primarily concerned with her rehabilitation, when he was mentally stable enough to do so of course. The three seemed to share some kind of strange sibiling relationship and having never seen angels at the time, having spent her childhood on earth among humans, Demya doesn't particularly mind communicating with them like other demons, despite them being angels not too long ago, however she would be slightly intimidated by Zuri (which would then pass in the future). With Odon she would feel quite at ease, being born a demon too, most likely there would be a little more understanding, complicity and Demya would not show fear, just due to the simple fact that she had never heard of them

DOMNRA(MOBIM)

At that time Domnra's anger issues were certainly more unmanageable and alternated with moments in which his only comfort was to be alone in the darkness, his new element,where he could cry and scream without appearing weak. He felt betrayed and abandoned by what he once thought of as home, but he knew he had to stay strong for Azul, the one who had taken their fall the hardest, and Zuri, who was fighting for giving them the chance to live and not just survive in Devildom. From a physical point of view he was also in quite bad shape, it took him a while to heal from his scars and it took him a few years to get used to being blind in one eye, wounds all caused during the Celestial War, but one of the things that put him more in trouble was the birth of Mobim, a curse that had been placed on him, a manifestation of the innocence and goodness he had lost, a constant reminder of his past ... at first, Domnra couldn't even look at its face , that frightened littlte creature, bound to him and forced to follow him forever, once Domnra even tried to escape to Earth for a while to avoid Mobim and it was there that he freed Demya by mistake. Partly he didn't even agree to take her home, but eventually he convinced himself that maybe having a demon on their side could be useful in Devildom and maybe such thing as helping someone,like he used to do as an angel, would distract Azul enough from his depressing episodes. Only over time Domnra would learn to accept Mobim as part of himself, however in the past their relationship wasn't the best

AZUL

At that time Azul was really in bad conditions, of all people, he was the one who took their fall from the Celestial Realm the worst, losing his beautiful butterfly wings and being attacked by the angels he used to consider his friends..those things were what made him snap into a blind madness, into a killing spree that he didn't think he was capable of, he had completely lost his mind for a brief lass of time, his usual light blue features turned a pitch black, the trauma was too much to bear and in addition to killing many angels, he also risked attacking Domnra, if Zuri hadn't intervened to make him come to his senses, she also took care of their wounds and then found them a place to stay, in the early days they all lived together for a matter of comfort and practicality, only later everyone would find their own home. Azul alternated moments of depression with moments of anger, but he tried to stay positive and Demya's arrival gave him an opportunity to distract himself and to train in order to control his new mood swings. He met new creatures, including spirits and ghosts, developed new skills and gradually began to become increasingly demonic and sadistic, and despite everything he began to better metabolize these changes and to accept his new life

ZURI

In that period Zuri didn't seem particularly upset by the events, at least on the outside. She felt a kind of duty to hold on and to protect the friends who had fought alongside her during the war, therefore she kept within herself the pain and the sadness she felt for how events had unfolded and she concentrated on keeping Domnra, Mobim, Azul and then Demya safe as a result, healing their wounds and fighting against any demon who dared facing them in their weak states. Although she had no regrets for her actions and although she felt freer than before, Zuri knew she no longer held an important position as before and she felt responsible for the safety of her friends, who had yet to process their traumas, so after having heard that other fallen angels had risen in position and importance by defeating Cerberus, she chose to act so that she, Azul, Domnra and Mobim could live with a shred of dignity and decided to go and face alone one of the most dangerous demons in hell, that barely showed themselves around and that many feared, even Barbatos...Odon. In the end the plan did not go as she had previously planned, but the result was still beneficial, she accepted Odon's conditions and from that moment on, the other demons began to respect/fear the other RAD classmates

ODON

In that period Odon limited themselves to observe with their eye-like creatures how things were going in Devildom, they had personally retired some time ago in a more hidden and peaceful environment, in the middle of the woods, in the meanders of a cave, so as not to frighten anyone anymore with their frightening presence and to reflect on themselves and their future, probably on the advice of Lord Diavolo too, one of the few who had the courage to speak to them, even when they were children. Diavolo told them about his project with RAD and Odon saw it as an opportunity to start over from scratch, even though they knew it wouldn't be easy at all, their social skills were still poor and the memories of their past actions were still too fresh for others demons to be willing to give them a chance, so when an opportunity presented itself, namely the fall of some angels from the Celestial Realm,Odon started to pay even more attention. At first they thought of trying with the seven brothers, but after having observed them for a long time, they thought it wasn't the case and that it would have been necessary to wait some more time for them to settle in,Odon doubted that they would have welcomed their eldritch person ... but in the end, it was another former angel who introduced herself to them, Zuri. Actually, her initial plan was to kill them to take their place and status as one of the most dangerous and powerful demons in history in order to finally get respected, which honestly Odon found quite funny, however they proposed another deal, a pact that would have benefited both of them, without the need for unnecessary bloodshed. The conditions were simple: Odon would be associated with them, consequently making them untouchable and fearsome, while they in return...would become Odon's "friends" or at least they would give him the opportunity to get to know them, giving them the chance to go out and to try to improve. Odon knew it was a strange arrangement, but they were happy that Zuri seemed to be reasonable. Odon used to be a bit awkward while interacting with people in the past and unintentionally creepy too, due to their big smile

[inun4ki]

@ratiosalaryman / continued from xx

Kaede doesn't say much, uncertain as to how he should address the other sorcerer with anything other than a scowl, or the canned nonsense he'd usually deliver. Fingers had remained tightly wrapped around the handle, knuckles turning white as cursed energy slowly thinned and dispersed, until its cold, tingling influence had dulled to a faint buzz.

It was too close for his liking, that the blond leaning on him for support should have come to harm. Cornflower gaze rakes over the wound spanning the length of the man's thigh, slacks in bloody tatters with torn muscle to highlight the damage done to his body. Instinctively, an arm hooks around the sorcerer's waist in an attempt to lend more support, carefully guiding him to a sitting position on the pavement, seemingly sharing the thought to use his reverse cursed technique.

"You're not going to like it," he rasps, half-gloved hand releasing the handle of his accursed blade if only to hover over the gash, gaze flitting between greenish glass and wet crimson. It required a certain level of direct contact that would make anyone's stomach churn - Kaede could withstand it, but he'd long since grown numb to it over the years. The same could not be said for the likes of this sorcerer, whom he neither knew by name nor face. "Grit your teeth and bear it, and the pain will subside."

Without waiting for the go ahead, nimble fingers began to carefully pry apart the bits of ripped fabric, intent upon clearing it of any debris before cursed energy would once against swarm him. A slight jitter to his touch, then, but he didn't linger, glancing upward into hardened features so beaded with sweat. It was as natural to him as breathing, this.

"I'll be quick."

Soft, opposite to his stony demeanor - an attempt to offer comfort before a sharp moment of pain. Radiant warmth grew within him, spreading through him like a tangled web of sunlight until at last manifesting beneath his fingertips, and without warning, maintaining eye contact, he clapped his hands around the bleeding laceration, fingers splaying over torn flesh with a few digging in. But that warmth he possessed spread further, sparking among nerves and capillaries, muscle and ligaments, reattaching what'd been severed, closing what'd been opened. He could see the tight clench in the sorcerer's jaw, the agony flashing across his face, but in a few scant moments, following a breathless sigh, the pain would fade in waves, steadily dulling to a negligable low roar. Bubbling tissue pushed his fingers out and webbed between the tears, all at once sealing the gash with a large scab. He couldn't prevent it from scarring. All the same, the flow of cursed energy ought to have been corrected in the meantime, as the severity of his injury significantly decreased.

Withdrawing his hands, Kaede remained still, crouched and leaning an elbow on his knee, chin nestled into his palm. He'd let it slide until the immediate issue had been dealt with, quite happy to ignore the elephant in the room - that is to say, that this man knew of him somehow, but he didn't know this man. Obviously a jujutsu sorcerer, but who? Much as he'd have liked to address it, however...

"Rest, for now, and try not to move much. Give yourself a few minutes," he soothes, hesitating yet offering a hand on his shoulder to drive it home, firm and grounding. "You don't want that to reopen. It'll be just as messy and painful as the second you were injured in the first place, and I'm not sure I can carry you to the nearest hospital, even though it would be faster than calling a ride."

He pats the man's shoulder, now seeing his opportunity, and narrowed his eyes.

"What's your name? You know me by mine, but I don't know you." It doesn't help that Kaede has rarely set foot in Tokyo for the last several years, and it helps even less that his clan has something of a reputation - positive and negative. Ah, well... This wasn't about him anyway. His hand falls away from the man's shoulder, the chilly breeze picking up kept at bay by white silk.

[phoenix-flamed]

★ (because I want to see it; though giving their height difference...)

Pin my muse to the wall:

He wouldn't lie. In truth, it was hard to take the angry gesture seriously, given the size difference between the two of them -- particularly their heights. Not to mention there was, above all else, one glaring truth to him: Nunnally was cute when she was mad.

Elwin knew it was rude to think that, and so he would abstain from ever mentioning the fact. Instead, he offered her a genuinely apologetic smile, accompanied by a bow of his head as a show of respect.

"Forgive me, my dear. I did not mean to keep you waiting so long."

Formal events were abundant with the nobility, and while the heir to the throne wasn't the most social young man to ever grace the court with his presence, he was ordinarily good at masking that self-proclaimed "weakness". But this time, something had kept him preoccupied; a lingering sense of anxiety, a need for a bit of quiet that had extended far longer than he'd intended. As a result, his betrothed was displeased at having been left on her own... And he couldn't and wouldn't blame her in the slightest for it.

The smile softened. A gloved hand almost shyly reached out to brush fingertips along her cheek, then with just as much bashfulness did he lean in to place a delicate little kiss to her forehead.

"It won't happen again, I give you my word."

[blindedguilt]

|[For the dragon: What was it about Leonard that spurned you to stay at his side? How did you meet him?]|

Among all the dragons of the Union, the elderly and flightless green dragon was the one that one particular dragonkeeper had tended to the most. As it had heard from him, it's wounds were far too great to be left unattended - the dragonkeeper, a tall, blond, imposing and yet gentle man, spoke commonly and highly of his life, his brothers, and what had been lost of his family to what he thought was deaf ears, yet curiously, the dragon had noticed, was always among the last of those who worked in the keep to return back home. Even as he spoke such joyful and proud stories to himself, applying the herbal salve to the numerous cuts and wounds, the dragon he had tended to couldn't help but notice the deep sadness that had been weaved beneath his tone.

...Leonard, similar to the Green Dragon itself, was an overall quiet man - it was the very first thing it had noticed as it lay eyes on him. Different from most other in the Union troupe, though the Green Dragon held firm belief that they would come to learn someday, that "Leonard" who spoke so frequently to it had held a special reverence for dragons. He had confessed it himself; he had hardly felt himself worthy of such work, and it shown: Words that spoke reassuringly yet not condescendingly, his head and gaze that was often lowered beyond necessity, and his respect which shown in his frequent journeys to find remedies and food of his own means. Even as lowly such a task as dragonkeeping was considered amongst his more "human" peers, it was none other than the observant Green Dragon - who had, for the most part, done little more than idly sit and sleep (so it had appeared) - that had noticed he not only thought the opposite, but far in contrast to whatever "lowly work" was... He had thought himself even lower.

It didn't know why the one who had given his heart to all things under his care had given it to all but himself, and it couldn't understand how. It had sacrificed its own self for the humans who had beaten and imprisoned it in return, and where other dragons had grown resentful and bitter, it instead had held faith and forgiveness - but still... It had never hated itself. It hurt it inside, that a human could do that to themselves.

So one day, as he had fed and tended to its wounds like any other day, the Green Dragon lifted its head, and spoke its first words to the dragonkeeper:

'Why must you treat yourself with such disrespect?' There was a long silence - he hadn't reacted in the same fear so many other humans had to its speech, though the dragon had found little relief or joy in that comfort itself. Where there was little shock, the majority of his expression had been read with shame.

...It was from there that the Green Dragon, now having made itself known to have been listening to the many assumed solitary conversations Leonard had had, began to learn more about the man and his life. It learned why he had so often stayed within the company of it and the other dragons than return home. It learned about his affliction. About the life he wished he could have led if he hadn't been "Cursed." How he wanted to fix himself.

It had wanted to help. But still, the Green Dragon didn't fully understand. It didn't understand human morality - what it meant to hurt a child. The importance of innocence among humans. It understood pain, and of course, it understood very much that humans could and often would inflict it on others for their own gain. There were different types and degrees of pain; the sting of a skinned knee compared to the betrayal of a loved one was different. But the depth of such pains eluded it.

The Green Dragon thought and thought about his confession that day. Following that day, their discussions gradually became deeper - the dragon asked and listened to hear him speak of all manners regarding all manners of morality, equality, the war, and at times, it responded. Beyond mere appreciation for his company and what insight he had given into the lives of those creatures it had loved and watched over for so long, the dragon found that they had shared a set of ideals: a world without war, where humans, dragons, and all manner of creature could live in harmony... He had voiced his doubts of it at the time, and though it was hesitant to speak, the dragon voiced assurances that it could be done - surely, it had remembered a distant era when humans had cooperated with one another. Long, long ago.

...Of course, as comforting as its words were, it had sensed the dragonkeeper's doubt - at the time. The days passed, and alongside the violent tides of the war between humans and dragons, tensions between the two races grew. And as the elderly dragon's wounds increased, Leonard's concern did with it.

"Surely there must be a way..."

Fire. Blood. The screams of both children and adults alike. Through the smoke that had shrouded the keep in a thick smog, a man laid dead on the ground before the Green Dragon. An important man. He had never stood a chance... Not again him. Had it been some sort of attempt at recompense for its betrayal that the Red Dragon had taken him away before he could finish the job? The Green Dragon stared quietly at the faintest glimpse of crimson scales, made murky through the smoke, and yet highlighted by the blaze, before silently turning its head down to the dead man beneath it.

His death had not been kind, the black cloth on his back further darkened by circled stains of red blood. It grew around the frozen body in a thick, deep red that reflected the flames from outside, splattered against the wooden walls and the worn scales of the dragon that looked down at the body in observant silence.

'........'

Its friend was gone. But still, he was in one piece. The Green Dragon knew what must be done.

... The priest was no longer the man that the Green Dragon knew. In order to bring to life to the rich and vibrant community they had so often spoken about in their past, it had turned the corpse into a madman. Only days after it had been rescued and returned to the safekeep of their village, Leonard had already become his own worst fear - and whether it gladdened the dragon to see him free of his burdens or pained it to see Leonard no longer held in mind the "morality" or "innocence" he had weighed so much importance on in the past, it had, for the first time in a long while, no answer. If anything were to be said, however, it was that the bond they had forged from those days remained strong as ever. It often spoke words of hope and encouragement for the priest when he could find no words to say for the war-torn families and survivours that had lost everything. It often spoke only to him. After the first of the "incidents", when the last of the Leonard it knew still remained, he had come to the dragon, looking sick and pale as ever.

It thought about that day often.

There were times the Green Dragon wanted to ask him, 'Do you think it was worth it?' but, whenever it looked at those eyes, it found it no longer had the will to ask. There were times that Leonard wanted to ask it, 'What have you done to me?' but as soon as he had found the will to speak it, he found that he no longer cared.

The dragon wondered certain days if, by some chance, it's intermingling in human affairs had led it to learn selfishness. Yet looking upon the village, the small, tender world it had always longed to see, and feeling the familiar hands of that friend tend to the worn and cracked scales as they always had, it thought back and never could remember a time it felt quite so happy.

[biillys]

Today I had to unfollow a blog for saying that Billy was abusive and a monster and that any fan who likes him is fucked up

ughhhhhhhhhhh u see that opinion thrown around so much and honestly it's tired! it's boring! it's not even like? true? it's just something the loud and annoying tumblr and twitter stannies say to justify their refusal to acknowledge or deal anything billy related 🙄

i promise u, you will not miss them on ur dash!!!!