#it's fun to revisit

[plum-petals]

Don't tease us like that Rosie! I'm so feral for those dragons! I want any chapter in any dragon pov.

Except for maybe dragon sex, I guess I'm not that feral lol. No judging though. But I'd rather read the resulting frisky riorgail

Too small for a one-shot? Make it a half a shot. Just post it here 😇😈

I will probably post it on ao3 eventually but I'd want to write it out a bit more (later, since I finally moved back to the main fic) and probably re-read both regular Threshing and Xaden POV for reference lol I had it all figured out in my head at the time but that was months ago

Here's a sneak peak of the first half (~1k words) because I'm excited to be writing again now that my wrist is feeling better!

Spoilers, obviously. I'll probably return to finish the second half of what I have written eventually since I only worked on this for like an hour! We haven't even gotten to the best part.

Tairn POV of Chapter 21 of life of spies or Threshing!

‘Come and stay with the golden one until Threshing is concluded,’ Sgaeyl demands. 

Tairn holds back a sound of complaint that will get him in trouble. ‘Why must I attend to her whims when you are already in the valley?’ he asks, even if he is already rising and preparing to take to the sky. He had stayed close, knowing that the young dragon is likely to push her luck after petitioning for the right to enter Threshing. 

Sgaeyl’s answer is more of a snarl than anything else, and Tairn admires the sound as he takes off. His mate is the most fierce she-dragon in the sky and he is in awe of her every day. Even if her taste in bonded ones leaves something to be desired. 

‘Because, my dear mate, I am limited by having a rider in the field and there are humans who would seek to harm her.’ 

Tairn growls and flies faster. ‘Who would dare?’

‘A weak human posturing during Presentation,’ she responds tartly. ‘She is flying in your direction.’

He sends a wave of agreement. Sgaeyl knows she doesn't have to ask Tairn to protect the young dragon they help care for. ‘While you complete patrols?’ 

Sgaeyl sighs tiredly. ‘While I deal with my bonded, who is turning out to be more emotional than expected. I fear he will not calm down until he sees a flash of silver in the skies.’

The black dragon huffs in amusement, having heard about his mate's recent struggles with her rider’s obsession. He uses his superior senses and spots a flash of gold in the distance as Andarna draws closer, nearer to the valley floor. 

‘Is the little human bothering you?’ Tairn attempts. ‘I will help rid you of him if you’d like.’

Happily. 

‘Tairn,’ she snips warningly. 

‘It was just an offer,’ he continues innocently, adjusting his path to meet the small dragon on the ground. 

‘One I will reject,’ she adds. ‘He is simply taken with a human girl. While pathetic, it could prove beneficial in the end.’ 

‘How?’ he asks in disbelief. 

Sgaeyl’s emotions are a flood of uncertainty and pride. ‘His chosen… she is interesting.’

‘An interesting human?’ 

A rare commodity, to be sure. None of the cadets who have crossed the parapet have called to Tairn in the years since the one who came before, and he doubts they ever will again. Not after all that he has lost. 

‘She spies on Navarre, though her motivations are unclear,’ Sgaeyl reminds him. That could be considered interesting. He has heard talk of the girl for years, when the elders predicted her rise as the next Head Scribe. How does a girl training to be a keeper of faulty history end up in this valley, spying on her home country?

Sgaeyl continues. ‘Her body may have been crafted weaker than most, but she does not balk in the face of a dragon.’ 

‘Is that all?’ Tairn asks quietly, sensing there was more to the story. False confidence fills cadets in droves, and many of them do not balk in the face of a dragon simply because they are too stupid or prideful. 

Sgaeyl is quiet for a moment. ‘During the Presentation, when one of the humans threatened Andarna, the silver one he’s obsessed with… she threatened his life for his transgressions.’ 

Tairn considers his words carefully. ‘Perhaps your rider is not useless, if he has chosen an honorable partner.’ 

His mate just scoffs. ‘Perhaps if they were not waiting to claim each other like foolish humans, he would be more bearable. We could not have made it simpler for him.’ 

‘The offer still stands,’ he chuffs in amusement at the reminder, feeling Sgaeyl’s answering wave of annoyance before she retreats from the bond.

Tairn lands by Andarna where she had settled to drink from a lake and greets the small dragon with a press of his wing.

‘I do not need you to watch me,’ she complains fiercely. ‘I am not a hatchling!’ 

The larger dragon pushes back his inconvenient feelings of affection towards the golden feathertail. Ever since the orphaned dragon had forced herself onto him when she was a hatchling, he had become protective of her. She may not have come from his line, but she is still his. 

‘I am not watching you,’ Tairn argues. ‘I am watching everyone else.’

He knows better than most that it’s foolish to trust a human.

Andarna sighs with the weight much larger than her mere four years. ‘Fine, but you must follow me,’ she says, voice dripping in her typical impertinence, and guides him towards a nearby cave entrance. 

‘You said you wanted to watch the proceedings,’ he reminds her. Andarna sends him a wave of annoyance that feels far too much like a human eye roll. He mourns her lack of respect, even as he has no plans to do anything about it. The golden one merely must become a strong enough dragon to justify her impudent and unruly disposition.

Tairn, child of Murtcuideam and Fiaclanfuil and descended from the cunning Dubhmadinn line, follows the small dragon as instructed. 

‘We are going where we must be,’ she says stubbornly and gallops ahead into the dark cavernous space. Tairn sighs tiredly, ducking down to fit through the entrance and following Andarna deeper inside. 

‘We must be in a dark cave with stale air?’ 

Andarna turns to look out into the woods through the cave entrance. Dragons, with their superior senses, can see easily through the trees and shrubbery and they can discern the presence of two pairs of footsteps running in this direction.

An approaching flash of silver through the greenery captures Tairn’s attention and holds it. 

‘Yes,’ Andarna answers. ‘This is exactly where we must be.’

Tairn looks down at the feathertail suspiciously. He is a wise and seasoned war dragon, but even he cannot tell of the future. 

‘And you are… certain about that?’ 

‘I am,’ she answers decisively. ‘Let us retreat into the cave.’ 

Tairn glances at the flash of such an unusual color, belonging to a girl who is so clearly running for her life. ‘Is this about the silver one that Sgaeyl speaks of?’ 

‘Let us retreat into the cave,’ she repeats. ‘Be patient and you will come to see what I see.’

Tairn sends a warning to his mate as he listens yet again, but not before snapping his teeth at Andarna warningly for having the nerve to accuse him of impatience. 

[eggwishing]

I ONCE TRIED TO WASH THAT SCUFFED OLD THING WHILE HE WAS TAKING ONE OF HIS NAPS, BUT WHEN I TOOK IT OFF HE WAS WEARING ANOTHER IDENTICAL ONE UNDERNEATH! AND ANOTHER! I GOT THROUGH TEN MORE LAYERS OF THE SAME THING BEFORE HE WOKE UP. I WAS SO FRUSTRATED! WHERE DID HE EVEN GET THOSE FROM? THEY ALL EVEN HAD THE SAME STAINS!!

[ruporas]

we were brothers and we only had each other — [ id in alt ]

[letswonderspirit]

Redraw

[peanuttoffee]

I don't post that many wips but hey, here's one!

[chalkrub]

attack for @byrobird and @vencifer !

[strayklds]

HAN in 2024 inspired by @hyunpic ♡

[alicenpai]

ib ib ib ib ib ❤💙💛 sticker sheet for anime north! (in my online shop later this summer) 🌹🥀 rewired my teenage brain fr fr

[xxplastic-cubexx]

yeah the skins neat i guess idk

[coralcuddles]

they are so everything to me

[transxiety]

Redraws of my old tarot

[refinedstorage]

Character requests 2/9

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[shripscapi]

Ygritte commission for @jaehaeryshater 🩵

[xrnoodle]

sally face doodleys

[cacaocheri]

FRIENDSHIP ANNIVERSARY MAGMA WITH THE LOVELY @spikeplate <33333 we of course had to draw LDR sun and moon (what started our friendship) with our current fixation 🥳

[ruporas]

… and it all came flowing to his brain, three years of his youth. (ID in alt)