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Ough the parallels...

Victor -

Victor was silent for a moment, contemplating this. Why was murder wrong? A normal person killing another normal person was bad, yes, but a vampire killing a mortal? That was just the food chain. He tried to digest this sentiment but he found the whole idea hard to swallow. What was really nagging him is that his first apparent victim was Belladonna, a girl he barely knew. It should have been Harriet.

Again, he reeled with horror. Where did that thought come from?! But he felt it as a palpable ache in his chest – Harriet was his, not this drunk stranger. His first kill was supposed to be special – not that he had been planning a first kill! – but he felt it should have been a crime of passion of some sort. This felt like an accident, a mistake, and not a very poetic one.

Harriet -

“You should have been on fire – this much healthy tissue means you were healing as fast as the skin was burning, which would have required several pints of blood. More than four. People pass out if they lose more than four pints. They can even go into hepatic shock and die, which means this,” she tapped his forearm with a finger, “this is the skin of a killer.”

He stopped trying to pull away and just stared at her.

“I’m right, aren’t I?”

“Um. You’ve been through a lot, maybe now is not the time to talk about this?”

“You’re deflecting.”

“So are you! Shouldn’t you be grieving?”

She let the silence say how insensitive his question was. She let go of his arm.

“Sorry.”

The silence continued. Eventually she sighed. “It was bound to happen at some point, you are a monster after all. I just thought in the end it was going to be me. Your first kill, I mean.”

He stared at her, his expression unreadable but somehow bordering on awe.

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Keeping myself going by writing fluffy post-canon codas instead of the actual novel

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Zonnemaagd | Writeblr Introduction

Hej everyone ♥ I'm Hina! My old intro was more than a year old so I thought it was time for a new one! I've also just settled a lot of work stuff so I'm excited to get more involved again as I finish the final draft of my wip!

Some basic facts about me and my writing:

I'm in my late 20's and I am very sapphic. Zonnemaagd means 'Maiden of the Sun' in Dutch.

My main blog is @zeenimf so I follow from there!

I like experimenting with genre, but all my stories usually include at least a little magic or normally unexplainable phenomena.

A lot of my inspiration comes from atmospheric video games like Nier and Zelda while Peter Newman's The Vagrant had the biggest influence on my writing style.

I looooove video games. Currently hooked on Final Fantasy XIV for which I write headcanons about my character on @nymph-from-ivalice. League of Legends is my other big time sink though I love finding new indie games to hyperfixate onto.

If there is one book I can recommend to everyone it's Kazuo Ishiguro's Klara and the Sun.

When I'm inside I'm always listening to music. Chuu, Gigi Perez, Ethel Cain and Lamp are artists I've been listening to a lot recently.

I have a separate sideblog for my poetry at @colombette.

If you need to bribe me strawberries and/or cake will do.

Phei of the Wind introspective fantasy | 5th draft

A harpy priestess glides down from her home in the clouds while no one else seems to care that their world is withering away. Follow Phei as she is faced with the wounds of a dying kingdom stained with blood spilled a long, long time ago. | wip intro | masterpost |

Heavenly Tides high fantasy | 1st draft | Dutch folklore

The Great Mage Umzand is prophesied to prevent the Moonquake: the moon crashing into the ocean and drowning out the world. One problem, however, is that Umzamd is dead, leaving her pupil Seo to travel across the republic on a quest to bring her back from the dead. | wip intro | masterpost |

Farewell my Eyjafjörður paranormal romance | 2nd draft | sapphic

Sigga returns home to her small village in Iceland after a disastrous piano concours. Her childhood friends (and crush) join her but the night takes a bad turn when vengeful spirits break free from the ice and do not intend to let them go easily, if at all. | wip intro | masterpost |

Starpath sci-fi | brainstorming

An antiques trader has found a modest living for himself and his pet bear-cat smuggling old furniture, only to find himself suddenly involved in an intergalactic conspiracy about the fabled home-planet of 'Earth'. | wip intro| masterpost |

A Clearing in the Snow A cat wanders into a clearing and thinks about life. | full story |

So Long, Traveller A traveller arrives at a mysterious station filled with faceless passers-by. The inspector's words ring through his mind. We all have a ticket here. | full story |

The Tale of Rook and the Fox' Trail It falls upon Rook to travel across the trail and meet the lost souls along the way. Only she can restore the path so all souls can move on. | full story |

Over / Leven An android responds to an emergency call from HQ. She was built to kill forlorn, but as she keeps talking to her operator doubt begins to grow in her unbeating heart. Do I even have a heart? she wonders. | full story |

Now that got a biiiit longer than I wanted, but I really wanted to stuff in everything! I love talking about writing and everything so my askbox and dm's are always open! Please tell me about your wips, your stories or your poems! Let's finish those suckers together ♥

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OC Interview Tag

Thank you @ark-inkweaving for the tag (and for keeping me writing even when I'm feeling low/unmotivated)

I'll tag @merlot-and-rainstorms, @wingedcatastrophe @houndsofcorduff and @rookitowrites but only if you fancy it!

The template questions are below, and Ida's answers are under the cut:

Are you named after anyone?

When was the last time you cried?

Do you have kids?

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

What’s your eye colour?

Scary movies or happy endings?

Any special talents?

Where were you born?

Do you have any pets?

What sort of sports do you play?

How tall are you?

What was your favourite subject in school?

What is your dream job?

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1. Are you named after anyone? Ida: I think my father had an aunt called Ida, but it is not an uncommon name in Eathel, so I can't be sure.

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2. When was the last time you cried? Ida: I don't consider myself an overly emotional person, but I cried with pain in Zellaburg Castle, and when bidding farewell to some of my companions in Thedenfast. Crying is exhausting, though I suppose it is also cathartic, in its own way.

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3. Do you have kids? Ida: No. I like children very much, but I cannot imagine being solely responsible for another person, particularly not a small, vulnerable one. I will be happy just to act as a mentor or teacher in the community, much as the Postmaster was to me when I was a child.

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4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Ida: Not if I can help it? My mother was quick to nip such back-talking in the bud when we were children. I use it occasionally, of course, who doesn't, but it is not really professional.

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5. What’s the first thing you notice about people? Ida: How polite they are to postal workers. I jest, but it's not entirely unserious. You can learn a lot about a person from how they treat those who do them service. It gets my hackles up immediately if anyone treats me as though I am beneath them for my position, and likewise being treated with respect by those who would otherwise look down on working folk raises them in my estimation.

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6. What’s your eye colour? Ida: Brown. More specifically? Chestnut, or Russet, perhaps? I have never given it much thought.

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7. Scary movies or happy endings? Ida: There is already much to terrify in real life, and not nearly as many happy endings as there ought to be, so if I had to choose, it would be happy endings.

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8. Any special talents? Ida: I don't think so, though that depends on what counts as "special". I can roll my tongue, and my uncle once taught me to flip it right over. That scares the children, but it's not all that impressive since it's just a case of sticking it out only far enough that they can't see the bits of your tongue you're not twisting all the way round.

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9. Where were you born? Ida: At my parent's house in Wariford. That's in the south of Eathel. It's not a large house, though it has two floors for living and sleeping, a kitchen, and a yard, so I count us lucky. My father's a skilled labourer and my mother's an alewife, so we get by, but before me are my two older brothers, and after me my younger brother and two younger sisters. My elder brothers and I worked from a young age, but even so, with six children it was not always as large a space as we perhaps needed, despite being barely within our means to afford it.

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10. Do you have any pets? Ida: Pets, no. Working animals, yes. My parents have a ratter cat, but she isn't affectionate. She is a fearsome creature, and though the only name my father gave her was Tarrynot, we've all taken to calling her Tarry for short. She may not be over fond of us, but we are fond of her.

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11. What sort of sports do you play? Ida: I have never had time nor inclination for recreational sport, though when the lake freezes over in winter everyone in Wariford enjoys ice skating. In the summer, it is one of the nicer places to swim as well, though it's treacherous in the spring on account of the longwyrms.

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12. How tall are you? Ida: I am told I am 167cm tall, which means average height, as far as I am aware. Though Renia, Bolek and Fannan make me feel much smaller.

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13. What was your favourite subject in school? Ida: I did not enjoy formal schooling, though the tutoring I received from the Postmaster on geography and history was far more interesting to me than anything my schoolmistress taught me.

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14. What is your dream job? Ida: That's an odd question. Wariford Postmaster, of course.

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Snippet Sunday 13/7

Here is a Jasper having to deal with his sister

He's getting amunition for weeks.

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After a while, Llinos started to hum, just at the edge of Jasper's hearing; low and breathy and missing some of the notes.

Kallylin pricked her ears forward, flicking her tail almost in time. She rolled onto her side, presenting her belly.

It took Jasper a moment to place the tune, a moment where the wind dropped and the music from the village rang out clear above the voices. A moment where he borrowed Kallylin's hearing, working on the assumption that Llinos was predictable and Rhydderch was even moreso.

"So it's the professionalism that you're worried about here, right?"

Llinos broke off her humming. "What?"

"You're worried about the fact that you've now technically stabbed one of our clients."

"I-"

"Also you have a crush on her."

"What? No I don't."

"Llinos," Jasper gave her a flat stare.

"Shut the fuck no I don't."

Jasper snorted.

"It's not - I stabbed her, and now I'm being paid to protect her and she's not going to trust me to do that! I'm putting her in danger?" Llinos tugged at her knees and then shifted, back up to balance on the balls of her feet.

Jasper sighed. "She's not going to run into danger because of that."

"And even if she does, she - she's got that sword. She can defend herself."

"She can just stab you right back." Jasper pressed two finger to the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes for a moment. "Again."

Llinos paused. "I don't think you're trying to help."

"I don't think you know what you want help with."

She stared at him. "I mean probably. Why not. When have I ever known."

"That's the spirit."

Llinos bounced back to her feet and kicked Jasper as she walked past. "No one asked you."

"Oh, I'm aware." He stretched his feet out to trip her up on the return. "And yet here I am, offering advice anyway, because I'm that nice."

Llinos jumped his feet as she strode by. "What advice?"

"Admit you have a crush and deal with that like a normal person. Rather than being weird about things that she's not worrying about."

"How do you know she's not?" Llinos swivelled to face him. "Has she been - no, she wouldn't talk to you about this."

"Ouch."

"Anyway, it's fine. Our contracts won't be the same length. I'll manage. Tell me the contracts aren't the same length."

"So you're sticking with the denial angle." Jasper buried his hand in Kallylin's fur, scratching lightly at her belly. He held back his sigh, because he was being encouraging. He was being nice and patient and listening as Llinos talked herself around to… whatever she needed to talk herself around to.

Kallylin sighed instead.

"What the fuck would you know?" Llinos kicked his feet out of her way as she came back.

"I know you. And I'm just making conclusions." Llinos stiffened, turning towards the gathering. "No. No, don't you dare," she hissed.

The music had stopped. Or at least, Jasper couldn't hear a ukulele amongst it.

"If he's worried, it must be bad."

"As long as he doesn't bring her with him," she muttered, and dropped back to the ground, almost within reach, on the other side of Kallylin.

"Because…?" Jasper prompted.

Llinos growled. "Fine because I like her. Happy?"

"Delirious."

"Jasper, I like her. How do I… deal with that? I stabbed her on our second meeting! You threw me out of a window on our first!" She twisted to stare up at him from her back.

Jasper shrugged. "Talk to her about it."

Rhydderch appeared, panting, and dropped to the ground between Kallylin and Llinos.

Llinos rolled onto her side and buried her face in Rhydderch's fur.

Jasper sighed. This was progress. Painfully slow, but progress.

"Wait," he said. "Hold on." Jasper leant over Kallylin and Rhydderch, poking Llinos until she looked up. "So when you asked her if I was cute-"

"It was if you'd be cute as a cat, it was hypothetical," Llinos snapped, her face beginning to flush red underneath her freckles.

"Oh good," said Jasper, in tones that said he didn't believe her, "because I'd hate to think you might have sabotaged my chances. Or your own."

"Don't you fucking dare insinuate-" Llinos puffed herself up.

To the side, Rhydderch whined and placed his nose all but between his paws as if he was hiding. Kallylin licked a stripe across his head and settled next to him.

"No one's believing that." Jasper reached out to place a hand on Llinos' head. "Creadur bach," he said carefully, hoping he was pronouncing it right, but also knowing it would be lost amongst the gentle mockery.

Llinos slapped his hand away, baring her teeth.

"Oh, this is where you are?"

Jasper watched as Llinos froze at Kaua's voice behind her. "Guard duty," he said, which wasn't entirely wrong. "We heard your playing. You're good."

She played while they travelled, too, but it was different when it wasn't undercut by wheels and oxen.

Kaua laughed. "I'm rusty, but it's nice to have an appreciative audience."

"Rhydderch really likes it," Llinos said. "He's hard to drag away."

"My number one fan," Kaua agreed, coming closer to offer her hand to Rhydderch.

Rhydderch wriggled free of Llinos and sat up, whining until Kaua started to scratch his ears.

"There's food down there." Kaua gestured back with her free hand. "It's beginning to look like we won't be moving on today."

Jasper laughed as he got to his feet. "I had my doubts."

"Where are you going?" Llinos stared up at him, wide eyed with just the hint of panic.

"One last round and then down." He nodded at the gathering. "I'm getting hungry."

"Oh, hold up then." Llinos started to get to her feet. "I'll come with-"

"No, you should go ahead with Kaua. Grab food, see what there is." He grinned. "I'll catch up."

Llinos scowled at him.

"It's Llinos' day off," he said to Kaua. "Make sure she doesn't do any work."

"Alright," Kaua replied, eyes bright. "We can manage that, can't we Rhydderch?"

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I think more historical fantasies and alt histories that have gay marriage be allowed should mess around with the societal implications of this. If your aristocracy allows gay marriage, why? As a release valve for inheritance problems, like monasticism was in parts of medieval Europe? As a way of removing your failchild from the line of succession by legally binding them to the failchild of your political ally, ensuring any offspring they both have will be illegitimate? How about a society where the lower classes are allowed to be gay but the nobility aren’t? Idk there’s just a lot of options that are more interesting than “homophobia just doesn’t real”

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i love when my brain says “you’re not allowed to continue writing until you fix that one tiny scene in chapter 4” and then refuses to let me fix the scene in chapter 4. like okay gatekeeper. rot

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having a job is like They're trying to close you off from the cosmos

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Incorrect Quotes Tag

Thanks to the wonderful @ark-inkweaving for tagging me, this was super fun!

Rules: use this site to generate some incorrect quotes for your characters and share them

I'm tagging @ace-malarky and @bloodmoodtrash and leaving an open tag!

I obviously chose the Postmaster gang for this, so please enjoy!

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Ida: What can therapy do for me that screaming in my car for 30 minutes can't?

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*playing twister* Renia: Right hand red. Nol: *ends up on top of Bolek* Bolek: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Renia: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

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Ida: Good morning! Aarna, checking their watch: Correct.

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Luus: look Renia, I'm not slut shaming you but… Luus: Actually yeah, I'm TOTALLY slut shaming you.

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Aarna: Fannan and I are no longer dating. Fannan: Aarna, that's a horrible way of telling people we're married.

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Ida: Whatever happened to the concept of less is more? Luus: But if less is more, then just think of how much more 'more' will be!

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Neer: I'm a fool, not an idiot.

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Renia: It kind of feels like you're prioritizing work over our friendship. Ida: Because I barely know you? Renia: Fine, message received.

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Til: All the snacks are gone. Luus: I AM LITERALLY RIGHT HERE?!

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Bolek: Look, last night was a mistake. Girts: A sexy mistake. Bolek: No, just a regular mistake.

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Luus, throwing their head into Til's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Til, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

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Bolek: I may be antisocial and unattractive. Fannan: …but? Bolek: That's all.

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*makes aus for own ocs* i am my own fandom

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saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him

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Character Association Tag

i got tagged in also this forever ago by @elkieselkiewrites (thank you so much <3 ) and thought it was about time to do it

i know you love Ike, so you get him 🥰

Seasoning ⛤ Nutmeg

Weather ⛤ Sunny Spring Day with Strong Winds

Colour ⛤ Indigo (specifically #312bb9)

Sky ⛤ Midnight, with a New Moon and Visible Stars

Magic Power ⛤ Rune Casting

Plant ⛤ Forget-Me-Not

Weapon ⛤ Bow and Arrows

Social Media ⛤ Instagram

Makeup ⛤ Khol on the Waterline, Eyeliner in a Small Wing and in the Inner Corner, Golden Highlighter

Candy ⛤ Pocket Coffee

Fear ⛤ Nosocomephobia (fear of hospitals)

Method of Long-Distance Travel ⛤ Motorbike

Art Style ⛤ Gothic

Mythological Creature ⛤ Phoenix

Stationery ⛤ Glass Pen with Electric Blue Ink

Celestial Body ⛤ North Star

i'm tagging for this @aalinaaaaaa @firesidefantasy @houndsofcorduff and @lizardperson plus open tag :D

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⛧ In Destiny We Trust (Not) Taglist ⛧ @elkieselkiewrites @wildweeds @mymomsaysbobcipher

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OC Tag

Thanks to @ark-inkweaving for the tag! I was swithering about this one, I typed it out for a few characters, but I went with Fannan in the end!

Basic Info

Name: Fannan a Monaru

Class/Subclass: Bard/College of Lore + Cleric/Grave Domain (if I had to choose, it has to be multiclass, plus these are not really a thing in the Postmaster world)

Background: Aspen-born Oiryax Muinn from Chiranoira

Gender: Genderqueer (tree genders)

Sexuality: Pansexual

Pronouns: He/Him

Other

Family: 2 mothers, many blood cousins (i.e. directly related to his mothers) and many tree cousins (i.e. related by birth tree species)

Birthplace: Red Mountain foothills, at the southern edge of Chiranoira

Job: Diplomat, specialising in Theden relations

Phobias: Autophobia

Guilty Pleasures: Honey wine, dancing, romance novels

Hobbies: Reading, writing poetry, playing and listening to music

Morals

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Sins: Pride, Vanity, Gluttony

Virtues: Faith, Diligence, Charity

This or That

Introvert/Ambivert/Extrovert

Organized/Disorganized

Close-minded/Open-minded

Calm/Anxious/Restless

Disagreeable/In-between/Agreeable

Patient/In-between/Impatient

Outspoken/In-between/Reserved

Leader/Follower/Flexible

Empathetic/In-between/Apathetic

Optimist/Realist/Pessimist

Traditional/In-between/Modern

Hard-working/Lazy

Relationships

OTP: - Fannan x Aarna, the OG couple, the Legolas and Gimli dynamic, the sunny optimist with darker undertones and the stoic realist who learns to keep hope despite the odds. You get the vibes.

Acceptable ships: - Fannan x Bolek, I just think they're neat. Fannan is the first one to extend an olive branch, the first one to take Bolek's side, they both love the earth and growing things in a way that none of the others really understand. They could kiss and it would be nice. - Fannan x Ida, a queerplatonic pair that would definitely work. They just enjoy one another's company, have complementary temperaments, and though there would never be anything sexual between them, there's definitely the possibility of a deeper attachment that borders on romance without crossing the line.

OT3: - Fannan x Bolek x Renia, not romantically, but they'd have some really good sex.

BroTP: - Fannan & Bolek, all that I mentioned above, but without the kissing. I love the way they are as friends, I love that Fannan is the first person Bolek meets who actually tries to get to know him properly. Fannan in turn finds someone who really gets him, and is willing to debate at length without ever raising his voice. - Fannan & Til, an unlikely pair on the surface. Where Fannan is sanguine, Til is phlegmatic, but both are witty and dry humoured with a strong sense of right and wrong. They're bitchy alcoholic brunch buddies, but they never punch down. They're talking shit across the cafe about the guy who was rude to the waitress (then they'll leave an extra big tip).

NoTP: - Fannan x Luus ... just, no? They have absolutely the wrong temperaments, Luus is too hot-headed, cares too much about money, and is too flexible with her moral values. They'd be miserable in the least fun ways.

I'm tagging @bloodmoodtrash, @ace-malarky, @theaistired, @merlot-and-rainstorms and leaving an open tag :)

The blank template is under the cut:

Blank Template

Basic Info

Name:

Class/Subclass:

Background:

Gender:

Sexuality:

Pronouns:

Other

Family:

Birthplace:

Job:

Phobias:

Guilty Pleasures:

Hobbies:

Morals

Alignment:

Sins:

Virtues:

This or That

Introvert/Ambivert/Extrovert

Organized/Disorganized

Close-minded/Open-minded

Calm/Anxious/Restless

Disagreeable/In-between/Agreeable

Patient/In-between/Impatient

Outspoken/In-between/Reserved

Leader/Follower/Flexible

Empathetic/In-between/Apathetic

Optimist/Realist/Pessimist

Traditional/In-between/Modern

Hard-working/Lazy

Relationships

OTP:

Acceptable ships:

OT3:

BroTP:

NoTP:

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WHOA!!!!! i love my friends' ocs

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sorry I can't make it, my mutual is spam texting me about their oc. yeah actually not sorry, this is very important to me.

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Happy Worldbuilding Wednesday! What are the differences between longwyrm and rudelwyrm in the Postmaster WIP?

Happy WuBWub! Thanks for the question!

Longwyrms are large and wingless, with a long, thin snout, two clawed forelimbs and a great, long serpentine body. They are usually the size of a shire horse, but can grow to be three times that size. Other wyrms are pack animals, but longwyrms are solitary and tend to live in more Northern regions than their cousins, making their homes in and around inland lakes. They hunt by breathing clouds of venom to incapacitate their prey, usually herd animals as they can get more kill per venom cloud that way. The venom works best when inhaled, but can still be damaging just through external exposure, causing fever, convulsions, blistered skin, trouble breathing, weakness, and if exposed for long enough, death. Once the prey is too weak to fight them off, the longwyrm unhinges its jaw and swallows it whole. Longwyrms are an uncommon sight, and usually you only know a longwyrm has been there by what, if anything, it leaves behind.

Rudelwyrms, on the other hand, are small lizardy creatures, perhaps the size of a komodo dragon, that hunt in packs in the hills and plains in the south of the Empire and beyond. They act a little like wolves, and they aren't venomous, they're just little draconic creatures that regularly attack livestock but mostly keep to themselves. It's easy to drive off a pack of rudelwyrms, and they tend not to attack people, but they can be dangerous for young children on their own.

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Find the Word

Thank you for the tag @bloodmoodtrash! My words are: Enemy, Leaves, Taste, and Blue

I will fully admit that I actually changed the word "adversary" to "enemy" just so that it would fit, since I didn't have the word "enemy" anywhere at all, but I hope I'll be forgiven, since it was a close synonym anyway!

Enemy

Fannan smiled wryly, his dark eyes glittering in the candlelight. "Oh, I heard that part, but I also heard most of the rest of it too. I think you both judge the Baron too harshly. He has proven himself to be a pleasant conversationalist once confronted with something of interest to him. He has been brave and steadfast in times of fear and uncertainty. He has shown great care for his wife and indeed all of us, though he has had little reason to given our treatment of him. He far from the enemy we had anticipated."

Leaves

As the last stone was placed atop the cairn there was a whisper, a breath of a breeze that neither Ida nor Aarna had felt since before they first set foot in Zellaburg. With the wind came a voice, as soft and susurrous as the fallen leaves around them. "What poor creature are you?" It asked.

Taste

Gerts cackled. "If only changing your very being were so easy! It should not bring about any change I have not already mentioned. Though perhaps you will crave more blood once you have had a taste?"

Blue

The wyrm was, as its name suggested, long and lithe, as large as four horses end to end, crawling on low limbs, stomach slithering along the ground like its serpentine cousins. It was difficult to tell what colour it might have been, washed blue and black in the dark of night, but the spines along the ridge of its back were easy to see, as was its long snout, open just enough to leak its venom out from between sharp teeth in clouds into the streets.

I'm going to zero pressure tag @ark-inkweaving, @zonnemaagd, @theaistired and @wingedcatastrophe plus an open tag for anyone who wants to give it a go!

Your words are: Stretch, Feather, Fear, and Whole