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Dragonslayer diary entry:

"𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐝."

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𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
Dropping snow on the reader. She's peeling a tree from branches.
December 19, 2025 at 10:11 AM
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
/ Bro for Saturn's sake, NO ONE here has the freakin right to be creepy and weird to your female oc.

"b-but it's what my character would do bcz they edgelords....". Nah man go away chupame bien los huevos.
December 17, 2025 at 11:48 PM
Reposted by 𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐣𝐝𝐢, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫.
ken

If you stressing, reminder:

You enjoy writing when you do it on your time, reply whenever you want take hiatus whenever you want, hell disappear for days/ weeks and respond to things months old. There’s ZERO obligation here.

Just do it when you feel like.
February 1, 2025 at 2:29 AM
Have an entire pine child.
December 17, 2025 at 9:46 PM
//Pro tip. If anyone tells you to fuck off. Fuck off and quit being a creep.
December 17, 2025 at 9:30 PM
The bow is the last straw. When his head is low, her jaws close around his hood, and his body is hammered. And hammered. And hammered into the dirt. Until she can hear the crack of bones and the ceasing of movement, with a punt across the dirt. To leave him covered in his own blood and dirt.

Scum.
December 17, 2025 at 9:30 PM
She cannot express herself any clearer.

If he doesn't leave her alone right now. She will hurt him.

This is not a joke.
December 17, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Walking off. She hates apes.
December 17, 2025 at 9:14 PM
That's it. She's horned him into another zip code.
December 17, 2025 at 9:12 PM
Breaking news:

First unpiloted space flight-
December 17, 2025 at 9:05 PM
...
It'd be nice.
December 17, 2025 at 9:01 PM
<~ Herbivore.
December 17, 2025 at 8:59 PM
// "Animals are my homies now y'all are fucked."
❄️

There will be a solo where vlad goes all out against some random poachers. Cuz he despises them.
December 17, 2025 at 8:59 PM
You better scramble like an egg before you get folded like an omelette, ape.
December 17, 2025 at 8:57 PM
The two opinions dragons have on humans
December 17, 2025 at 8:46 PM
He is 0.2 seconds from being headbutt 10 feet deep.
December 17, 2025 at 8:40 PM
MEEEEE?!
December 17, 2025 at 8:35 PM
//I am an idiot and I didn't realize this was a png
December 17, 2025 at 8:24 PM
//The Goat's size!
December 17, 2025 at 8:24 PM
There's a change in attitude. Visible one too.

The snow begins to fall more slowly. Downwards, rather than sideways, as her temper, ironically, cools down.
Food and water are a valid reason to stop. So long as they don't try to strike her, or overhunt.

Her body softens, her short arms fall to ~>
- for conflict."

The magus, perhaps a fool, takes off his captain's jacket, and his sheathed blade, setting them down on the ice, and taking a few dozen steps back.

"See ? No harm. Just passin' through."

He responds, the cold air nipping at his exposed skin, breath fogging in the chilly air.
December 17, 2025 at 8:12 PM
The Tribes: Different dragon cultures and nations.
Curiously. To hear the language of the Tribes* seems to anger her. Rather than calm her. As she stomps down with a high pitched bugle, hoofing down as antlers like homes whistle, cutting the air as she shakes her head. Flakes of snow pouring from them.

But she doesn't charge *yet.* huge blue ~>
- oncoming pilgrim - Matthias decides that he can buy time for his crew, good folks, by playing distraction. He hauls himself over the side and lands on the ice, raising his hands defensively and in a gesture of surrender. In draconic, he speaks.

"Easy, easy, let us get outta yer way, aye ?"
December 17, 2025 at 7:59 PM
*: Interdraconic insult in refference to those servile to man
December 17, 2025 at 7:59 PM
Cocky tail wag. Fuck you, domesticated*
Pokes head out.

Several curses and insults thundering about.
December 17, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Curiously. To hear the language of the Tribes* seems to anger her. Rather than calm her. As she stomps down with a high pitched bugle, hoofing down as antlers like homes whistle, cutting the air as she shakes her head. Flakes of snow pouring from them.

But she doesn't charge *yet.* huge blue ~>
- oncoming pilgrim - Matthias decides that he can buy time for his crew, good folks, by playing distraction. He hauls himself over the side and lands on the ice, raising his hands defensively and in a gesture of surrender. In draconic, he speaks.

"Easy, easy, let us get outta yer way, aye ?"
December 17, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Walks up.

Shakes up the bottom to make it muddy.

Walks out.
He's gonna just-

Fly, dive real quick into a pond-

Loud lightning explosion cause he's electric sometimes.
December 17, 2025 at 7:51 PM