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Yogtober 2022 Day 3: Magic

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The time is almost here for another Yogtober!

To participate simply post your art/writing with the tag #yogtober2022 so everyone can see

And of course don't forget to reblog other people's stuff too, spread the love!

[blackrockkchronicles]

Yogtober 2022: Beginning It came from the sky... in 5 different series.

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not.

yogtober, day 5. voice. ridgedog. mention of lalna. a self reflection on being isolated. SFW. 385 words.

-------------------------------------------------------------------- -You're not human.-

Ridgedog has heard those words a thousand and one times. He's heard them in countless tones and contexts- from fear to adoration, from confusion to accusations. They've been used to try to hurt, to praise, and to beg. Those words had always come from sources that he could just ignore. Nothing that would make him question himself- after all, he agreed. He wasn't human. Ridge understood these words too, that it was just mortals expressing their discontent at him.

But when Lalna levels a shaky finger at Ridge and his immaculate, immortal body? Shaking because Lalna's mechanics are failing and his other arm is limp and bloody at his side, and in equally unsteady voice says: "You're -just- a demi-god, not human."

Ridge feels something… break inside of him. And he finds himself fleeing from the confrontation by teleporting away without another word. Sinks down to the ground and puts a hand to the side of his head, curls the fingers of his other one deep into the dirt. Surely, he shouldn't be this affected by what a mortal did. He's above them, right?

But Ridge never /wanted/ to be. He wanted to be a companion, a friend. And he can never forget what they, mortals, do to him. What ideas they have, what desires he invokes. Can never forget the imposing image and feeling of Lalna over him with a scalpel in gloved hand, as fear and paralysis held Ridgedog down while Lalna cut into him. Every time Lalna cocks his head at him, takes a certain -interested- tone, Ridge feels that scalpel slicing down and into his skin all over again in perfect, vivid detail.

He shudders. Just a demi-god. Supposedly unfeeling, right? Immune to everything mortals are vulnerable to, including trauma. Their minds as unmarred as their flesh. Right?

That's what Lalna thinks.

And Ridgedog is alone because of it. Because his best friend had been driven mad with the desire to know how Ridge worked, thanks to that damn red matter bomb. To hunt down an explanation for that fleeting, -burning- spark that had been momentarily placed in Lalna’s chest to fix it. Because no-one cared about what anything they did to him might make him feel. Because apologies were to be made to humans.

Not to demi-gods.

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DAY ONE: BEGINNING

“Whats going on there?” “What the fuck? What’s wrong with that tree!?”

Kind of an odd one maybe to choose, but I thought about that weird tree and the jack o lantern from Part 6 of Survive the Night... perhaps because it was the beginning of my Yogs reintroduction with my partner from around the start of our relationship! So many sorts of beginnings...

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Yogtober 2022 Day 4: Science

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Yogtober 2022 Day 5: Voice

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Yogtober 2022 Day 7: Solace

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Yogtober 2022 Day 1: Beginnings

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Yogtober 2022 Day 6: Eye

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Yogtober 2022 Day 11: Crisis

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Yogtober 2022 Day 13: Crowd

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Yogtober 2022 Day 12: Potion

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Yogtober 2022 Day 8: Collapse

[blackrockkchronicles]

Day 5: Voice: Strange voices reveal secrets to you

Its been a while since weve tried drawing what hallucinations really feel like and what better way to do that but the Flux?

[blackrockkchronicles]

Days 3 and 4: Magic and Science. 

This time it’s our Steampunk AU we never talk about, Rythian and Lalna. Rythian with his cards (tough draw) and Lalna working on his mechanical wings again.