Ginge.xn--6ii
no writer owes you a reply. let that sink in.
you cannot be watching a writer happily writing a storyline and then harass them that they are not replying to your replies. this is a place for creativity, escape, enjoyment. -
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Now that I have a few free days, I can work on the official pinned >:)
Sin of Pride : incoming.
( meanwhile, I do need to follow more active accounts ๐ช )
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So what if I gave Pride a former lover, no, another ex wife/husband. And state it for the record that they disappeared. Escaped. Because. Well. Pride.
And Pride is Hellbent on finding them. Out of love? Or pride? ๐
I crave TOXICITY.
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If there is no chemistry, deep angst and gore ... I am not letting Pride fuck anybody with his two logs ๐
He makes no typos.
Typos seek him out, and appear out of nowhere in his words.
Because they want to be near him.
That's because her amazing, lovely, gorgeous and bestest brother is here. Right? Right. Her time is his now, right? Right.
"My intentions." The dragon repeats, voice hoarse for lack of use and, definitely, grogginess.
Both arms dip underneath the pillow, creating a comfortable hollow for his head, which turns once more to locate the source of his current discomfort.
A singular eye opens again, โ
He isn't unused to the sensation of something way smaller laying on him โ it's just unusual because this isn't the vessel in which it happens the most.
Bright yellow eyes blink open, head turned in order to peek over his shoulder.
What is that scrawny and tiny thing?
And โ
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Just picturing Pride going all "I cannot climb up those sets of stairs ... I'd end up exhausted and winded" because he is the โจ๏ธoriginal princeโจ๏ธ
The one that doesn't want his nails dirty or hair messy.
( AH, BUT PRIDE IN WAR?! MESSY โจ๏ธ )
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Pride being an adorable white dragon ...
But instead of hogging golds and diamonds and treasures ...
He collects souls >:)
A PATOOTIE.
Ah, he reached so high? What a surprise.
Nevertheless, he is undisturbed. Unperturbed. Radiant. Comfortable.
Hugging around pillows and blankets like the hogger he is, practically leaving the bed bare sans his warm spot.
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Slanted light and piercing attention do little to disturb his sleep. If all, the dragon merely stirrs, opens a singular eye, hazily spots and attentive gaze on him โ and then goes back to snuggling his face against the soft pillow.
Torso expands with a deep inhale.
"Mmh."













