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"All monsters must die bloody, and by a hero's hands, and soon," he says over brunch.
He doesn't think it's a rude thing to say in front of a monster. There are no rude things to say to monsters, only rude things monsters say.
"Don't worry," she says between bites, "You're one of the good ones."
"But I am still a monster," I do not say. I do not say that I love my claws and teeth, my prehensile shadow and my glowing eyes. That I cannot imagine giving them up even for survival, that to hide my shadow and trim my claws for them makes me feel diminished. In public I cannot say that I do not wish to be human.
They're progressives, this bunch, even if he carries a hero's banner with its proud history and none of them ask him to put it away. They know there are good monsters, monsters who can speak eloquently and hold the fork right, monsters you can be seen with in public. Some of their best friends are monsters.
They do not know the monster who is invited to brunch knows solidarity with the monster who is not. Believes and understands the monster who is not invited more than the human who does the inviting.
"Isn't that a little harsh?" says a third human, and I have not forgotten I am outnumbered. "We have ways of killing monsters without blood now, painlessly. And, of course, a monster should be allowed to live if it never growls."
He has never seen me growl. Yet how loudly and endlessly I will, when I'm out of earshot. He's talking about killing monsters who cannot stoop to civility, about mother and brother and lover who were never able to mute themselves like me, and does he not know how small a child who can only growl is?
"To growl is not to kill," I say, and all heads turn toward me. It is one of those rude things monsters say.
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Elven Warhammer
3D asset for The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion
Design by R Todd Broadwater and Matt Carofano
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(x) id lose my fucking mind. imagine climbing nearly 10k ft of elevation thinking you're the first to ever do it n turns out someone beat you to it a millennium ago
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Can you guys watch my fairy tale prince with the lamb motif and my jaded knight who sees himself as nothing more than a starving and desperate wolf while I step out for a moment? And DON'T 🫵 let them kiss.
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I love you Safety Wizard.
(Inspired by @keroascrazy)
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when gerard way sings "the broken, the beaten, and the damned" and when kermit the frog sings "the lovers, the dreamers, and me" they're talking about the same people btw
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Court Wizard
Art for The Elder Scrolls: Legends
Artist Unknown
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GUYS CHECK OUT THE LETTER OPENER I FOUND AT THE ANTIQUE FAIR
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This is, in part, what the post-LARP/TTRPG trip to IHOP or Denny's are meant to help.
With roleplaying, especially in settings where characters are antagonistic to one another, afters help you reconnect and reconcile and fix in your head that the person who you were trying to screw, kill, fuck over in game is still your friend and still is friendly with you. But also, get food in your you, come down safely among friends, and transition back into normal life.
(There's a further thought here about Havdalah, but I'm not sure this is the right sideblog to unfold that on, huh?)
googling shit like "why do i feel bad after hanging out with my friends" and all of the answers are either "you need better friends" (i don't; my friends are wonderful) or "your social battery is drained, you need to rest and regain your energy levels" (i don't; i've got tons of energy, it's just manifesting as over-the-top neurotic mania). why is this even happening. it's like some stupid toll i have to pay as a punishment for enjoying myself too much
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"Okay, but it's not a dragon, a dragon has" if putting it in the sky would be sick as fuck, it's a dragon. Whales are dragons.
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Foxes disguised as monks. On the left from Japan and on the right from Denmark.
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Bull skull mask
3D render for The Elder Scrolls: Online
Art by Kevin Yan
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Draugr
3D render for The Elder Scrolls: Online
Art by Kevin Yan
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A sketch of Castor Arcadian, the paladin husband of my d&d character Silas Lockhart :)
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