#Ode to Spike (Pet Stuff)

[chokefriends]

Anatomy model Eustass Kid

By @godims0tired ♡ for my fic Life Drawing

Rating: E

Warnings: None

Characters & ships: Eustass Kid / Trafalgar Law

Word count: 2978

Summary: Law practices his anatomical drawing with Kidd as his subject. With his devil fruit abilities he can see right inside him.

Kidd finds this insanely romantic.

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Read on Ao3 or below the cut. I know it's an older fic by now but I havent posted it here before so here!

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Kidd jerked into full awareness as he lay sprawled in his bed. He checked around himself without moving and sensed a second heartbeat in the room, near enough that the dim echoes of its electrical impulses lapped at his skin like waves. Slow and calm. Just watching then; not yet poised to attack…

There were eyes on him.

It took him a moment to remember that the other heartbeat was supposed to be there. He wasn't used to having bedmates stay overnight.

Red eyes slid open and found keen grey ones fixed on him.

“The fuck you staring at.”

“You, idiot.”

The big redheaded sprawl snorted crassly at that and flopped over, returning the stare with sleepy menace.

Law smirked. He was wedged sideways in one of the heavy carved armchairs in Kidd's quarters, loosely wrapped in a sheet and busily scritch scritching in a large book. His gaze flicked from page to Kidd and back.

Kidd prodded him, “See something you want, Trafalgar? Come over here and take it.”

His limbs were still all loose and languid from when they'd fucked a couple hours before, but Kidd could stand to go another round. Especially with the sharp, evaluating looks Law was throwing him right now.

“Come on, c'mere.”

“Later. Go back to sleep, Eustass-ya.” The pen bobbed.

“Don’ wanna. What are you doing still up?”

“Just passing the time until my brain decides to let me fall asleep.” Law's insomniac woes again.

“A good fuck will do that for you. Lemme do the ligature thing and you'll be out like bam .” Kidd offered generously.

“Heheh. Thanks but oxygen deprivation is not the kind of sleep aid I need.”

“Your loss.”

Kidd burrowed into his cluster of satiny pillows with a sigh. For an infamously brutal pirate captain he sure liked his little extravagances. The whole room was draped with horribly clashing bits of luxurious fabrics and furs, and the odd shiny sharp thing. The manic magpie whims of past raids.

“Nah, that's no good,” Law recrossed long legs over the chair’s arm, well cushioned with some spotted pelt. “Go back to where you were a second ago.”

“Are you…? What, taking notes on me? Writing an ode to the sinful curve of my flawless ass?”

“Something like that. I'm adding my own anatomical diagrams to this medical text. It’s my favourite for reference material but the illustrations are scanty and kinda shit -- it's like they've never dissected anyone before.”

“Nice. Add a diagram of these.” Kidd kicked up a leg.

“Hah. I'm nowhere near the section on genital abnormalities, but I'll look you up when I get there. Turn on your side again, I was doing upper body musculature.”

“Ooo. I got lots of that, yeah.” Kidd complied.

The lamplight was flickering low behind Law. Kidd could see him and his book backlit dimly, the small hairs on his leanly muscled shoulders aglow like a nimbus. Tinged subtly blue.

Wait, blue?

“Do you have a Room up?”

“Yeah, so I can scan down and see the actual anatomical stuff.”

“Huh. That's handy. You don't even have to dissect anyone.”

“Yeah but it’s easier to see everything if you physically open someone up. You can isolate the individual structures that way.” Law peeked overtop of the book. “And it's more fun to do it the old-fashioned way, heh…”

Kidd gave a low laugh. Law wasn't even joking, he knew. He imagined waking up one night like this, to find some part of him delicately splayed open and the dark haired doctor sketching away with the same expression. If Law used his devil fruit power he could do it painlessly and bloodlessly, without even waking him. Kidd had seen him sever heads away from bodies completely within that blue sphere, both pieces still functioning as one. He’d never been the subject of that eerie power himself, though.

He didn’t think so, anyway.

Law untangled himself from chair and sheet, and finally came over to join him on the bed. Kidd was gifted briefly with a full view of the lithe figure. His recent handiwork was beginning to show in the mottling that ran up either thigh and the bites framing his chest tattoos.

The long limbs refolded next to him. “Stay there, I wanna do the neck muscles now.”

“Lemme see that first.”

“Don't be grabby,” Law complained, but gave up the book.

“Holy fuck.” Kidd flipped through studies of his back, shoulders, hands. “So that's how I look without skin, huh.”

He had been expecting more… yeah. Skin.

“I did say I was drawing the muscles.”

“And my bones and everything.”

“Yeah. Good skeletal structure too. Several odd calluses where breaks didn't quite set right, though.”

“You can see all of that?”

“Yeah, of course. Like I said, I can scan down to any level. Though it helps if I know already the shape of what I'm looking for.”

Something about the drawings was just so Law. The lines so precise, so sharp, somehow impatient. A little obsessive and overworked on certain details, like the hollow between his collar bones and the knobbly crook of his index finger, broken at least twice. Many practice studies on loose sheets of paper showed that Law had been trying to get these parts just right.

It occurred to Kidd that these weren't just anatomical studies using him as a model -- these were him.

Jotted notes crowded around the practice studies, but Law grabbed the book back before Kidd could read them properly.

“Trafalgar. Does that seriously say I have 8.2 litres of blood in me.”

“Nevermind that. Just an interesting fact. You have a lot of blood.”

Kidd stole another peek as Law held him off. “And that I have a grip strength of 68 kilograms in my right hand?”

“At least. That’s not something I can see; that's from uh, experience.”

Kidd leaned back with his hands laced behind his head to look at Law. “One might misinterpret this as a target profile of some kind.” Because that's exactly what it was -- a detailed map of Kidd’s strongest, and weakest points.

“Whoa, your blood pressure’s spiking.” Law grinned with more teeth than usual and leaned in to hover over him.

“Now you're just showing off,” Kidd complained.

“Does this disturb you?”

That wasn't exactly the feeling that was spreading through him, no. Or not entirely, anyway. Kidd just cracked his neck, stretching it out for Law's benefit, and raised an eyebrow.

“So you wanted some neck action? It's all yours.”

Law seemed to like the sound of that. He angled Kidd’s head away and up with a gentle press of fingers, so the ear and neck were exposed to him.

Kidd watched his shadow flicker on the opposite wall and listened to the pen scratch across paper. The undulating magnetic field of Law’s heart was so close now, washing over him. His own blood thudded in his ears, senses all on high alert from holding himself in this vulnerable position.

He could be fuckin patient. Sometimes. Well… when he had all of Law’s attention focused on him like this, he’d stay still forever. He could feel the sharp eyes on him like a touch. His own eyes started to wander back over…

He jumped a little when Law did touch him, nudging him back into place. And then trailing fingers over the mound behind his ear.

“Sternocleidomastoid,” Law mouthed to himself. “Levator scapulae…” The hand travelled down to his collarbone and rested there lightly, his thumb tracing little circles.

It was so calm. And strange. Rare for the reserved doctor to be so casually intimate. Even while they were fucking, touch was more like a struggle, hands straining against and into each other. Kidd was rough without even trying, but it was Law who seemed to flinch from any contact not resembling combat. Or medical care. Such structured things. He’d objected -- vehemently -- to being “pawed at” and “pet like a lap dog” often enough. As though anything less than bruising force would hurt more.

He was so guarded. It made Kidd greedy.

“You're hard, you know,” Law breathed onto his neck.

“Yeah I'm aware.”

“Heh.”

Tattooed fingers ran along Kidd’s side, over the tight bands hugging the ribs (“Serratus anterior…”), and pinpricks rose in their wake. Kidd found himself arching up against the hand desperately.

“Ah, fuck, Trafalgar…”

“Mhm,” Law responded, distracted. Or pretending to be. He followed a particular cord of muscle down Kidd’s powerful thigh with his thumb. “Sartorius. Gracilis.”

“Dick.”

“No that's not a muscle, Eustass-ya.”

“Oh for the love of GOD.”

Law made a sound that was probably a muffled laugh. “Hold still. I'm doing anatomical studies.”

“Oh is that what we're doing.”

“Obviously.”

“Where's the book.”

“It's…” Law looked around for a minute. “On the floor.”

Kidd covered his face with his hands and just laughed. Law sighed dramatically.

“Well. Guess I gotta start from the top again.”

 

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Law could be a pushy bastard when he topped. But he kept up the slow, focused treatment this time and it was driving Kidd fucking insane.

“I'm gonna flip this the fuck around and pound you inside out if it takes any longer.” Kidd growled from under his arm, slung across his face.

This was as close as he could get to actually asking for it. Here he was laid out, so open and ready, core clenching and unclenching. Needing to be fucked, to have hands on him, in him, whatever. All of it.

“Nah you're not.” Law countered smugly.

“F-uck,” was all Kidd could come up with when a third finger twisted into his slicked up hole. His body tensed and spasmed before yielding itself open.

By the time Law was actually fucking him, Kidd had nearly popped a fucking vein.

Law pushed in slowly, slowly. Until they were pressed together as tight as they could go, breath hot on each other's faces.

“Shit, Tr--ahh…”

“Eustass-ya…”

He was done with all the slow shit. Kidd was a shifting mass of need under him and honestly, he was even more worked up. He dragged almost all the way out only to grind back in hard, and the tight body jolted.

“Aw fuck, yeah…”

Law braced his weight on his arms, pressing Kidd’s hips into the bed. He watched the muscles bunch beneath him with each impact, Kidd straining to meet him. Watched through skin so pale it was translucent, glowing and rippling.

Kidd still wasn't entirely sure what to make of that gaze. All hunger and splitting seams, open lips and ragged breath.

He quirked up one corner of a mocking mouth.

“The fuck’re you-- ah --staring at?”

Law didn't answer for a moment. Under Kidd's skin it was like… layers of red ribbons, wrapping him up. The ribbons all pulling and straining against each other when Kidd moved (when Law moved in him), like something inside was trying to burst out. Under them, ribs curving -- jealous fingers. Wetly clinging membranes. Then under that…

“Your heart. It's…”

Their bodies collided, beaded with sweat. Harder. More. Law could see, hear Kidd's heart beating faster as he picked up his pace. God, he could feel it in his palms. In his dick. Beating so strong it echoed in his ears, drowning out his own.

“Fucking perfect. It's perfect.”

Kidd laughed breathlessly. His heart. What the hell. “...You wanna get your hands on that too?”

Law did.

He wanted to grip it, feel it flutter, make it burst …

… What if I could? he thought. He slowed, thinking, and spread a hand over Kidd’s breastbone. Not just to incapacitate through dismemberment, but to cut a piece from the whole, one vital piece…

Kidd watched the pensive eyes flicker and gave him a swift jab of encouragement with his heel.

“You'll just have to get hold of it the old fashioned way. Hahahaaa…”

“Hah.” Law shook himself from his distracted state. He picked up a pace that was slower than before, though not less jarring. “Like… I should court you or like I should cut you open?”

“Whichever ...ah ... But you should fuckin get me off first.” Kidd guided the tattooed hand down from his chest to his dripping cock, and Law obliged, finally.

They fucked with foreheads pressed together and grips slipping on sweat slick skin. Kidd thought of Law digging his hands right into his chest and came in jerking starts like it was being beaten out of him, legs clamped tight around him. Skin thrumming with the echoes of hands and heartbeat.

 

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Kidd flipped through the last few drawings with some undefinable flutter in his gut.

“That's some shit you won't see in any other textbook.”

“Mhm.” Law allowed himself to press against Kidd just slightly as they lay sprawled out, sweat drying in the cool air. He was in a fuckin good mood, kinda dazed.

“I do look damn good without skin, I'll say that much.”

“Heh. And with. You can see the suprasternal notch really clearly even under the skin, it's nice. I fuckin love all of that. That area.”

Kidd choked a little but Law didn't seem to realize what he'd said. And that's not even what he meant anyway, Kidd told himself.

But the whole thing kinda was the same as a confession, at least as far as Law went. The drawings, as vaguely threatening as they were, betrayed an intimate preoccupation with Kidd's finer points. Maybe even admiration. Definitely possessiveness. Need.

“I wanna do you too.”

Law grinned, “Already?”

“Not that, idiot. Draw you.”

“I didn’t know you could draw.”

“Well, draft. I can draft things -- just basic. For engineering stuff on the ship, mostly.”

“Oh, nice!” Law bounced up to get fresh paper from the floor by the chair. “How does one usually draft stuff? Don’t you need a triangle thing? Compasses, etcetera?”

“Maybe. I’ll just make an outline for now.”

Law seemed right into this whole idea. “Draw me like one of your machines, Eustass-ya.” He draped himself dramatically across the bed and Kidd shoved him with a grin.

“How do you want me, though.”

Kidd appreciated that question for a moment.

“Doesn’t matter,” he shrugged. “I don’t know how to draw from life -- like perspective or anything. So it’s gonna be pretty diagrammatic. I just need a few details and some numbers.”

“Like specifications? How to build a Trafalgar?”

“Yeah, so I can make another if this one breaks.”

That made him laugh.

“Okay lie out flat and lemme measure you.”

“With what measuring tools?”

“I'll just eyeball it,” Kidd insisted.

This turned out to mean that he was going to get his hands all over him, which Law supposed was fair. He tensed and shied but stayed mostly still, letting Kidd explore his dimensions and proportions. Pages filled up with ratios and vectors of movement. Things got off track again around when Kidd was testing the rotation arc of his arms and quickly became vicious rutting. Light, skimming hands could become crushing ones so quickly.

Anyway, turned out that Law could get off while his arms were being hyperextended behind his back. Pretty effectively, in fact.

After, when they were laid out next to each other once again, and Law’s breaths were finally lengthening into sleep, Kidd dared to try another light touch. Without their thin pretense of functionality this time -- just want. He smoothed a hand over all the tattoos he'd taken such careful note of earlier. A large heart on his chest with a grinning skull similar to his Jolly Roger. Hearts on his shoulders. Kidd’s fingerprints blooming dark purple on his upper arms.

Sixty-eight kilograms of pressure and Law hadn't made a sound, but a feather touch over the marks and a quiet ah pushed past his lips.

“Whose emblem is that tattoo?”

Law mumbled with his eyes closed, “Someone who died. Long time ago.”

“Someone…” Kidd repeated to himself, but didn't probe. “You going to get any more?”

“Nah.” His breath stuttered slightly when Kidd trailed knuckles down his jaw. “I just like… your marks…”

He fell asleep with Kidd's lips against the shell of his ear.

 

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A roll of broadsheet tied with string arrived by carrier gull when Law was back on his sub some days later. He stole away to his cluttered quarters and spread the roll out on the bed.

Inside the broadsheet was a large-format technical drawing.

There were three flat outlines of Law: front, back, side. All heavily marked out in blunt pencil, all surrounded by arcs and lines, dotted and solid, indicating measurements and angles of motion. The insides of the outlines were empty except for perfectly to scale renderings of his tattoos.

#kidlaw #trafalgar law #eustass kid #fanart #thank you so much dude i really mean it! #its exactly how I imagined laws drawing style to be ♡

[szopenhauer]

Give me a random word in another language. Tell me what it means. ulica - street or czekolada - chocolate *I bet you read/spell those wrong :P

How long does it roughly take you to do grocery shopping? depends, I’m pretty fast, especially if I buy local but sometimes there’s no product I need in the store so I go to another 

Which city would you like to visit- Rome, London or Paris? London, then Paris, then Rome

Would you rather visit Australia or Germany? Germany, I have no interest in Australia at this point

Would you prefer a pet rat, mouse, snake, lizard or spider? rat or mouse, definitely not a spider because of M.

Can you play the violin? If not, would you like to? no and no

Can you keep a pokerface and not show your emotions easily? often

Are you a good liar (tell the truth this time)? can be but I don’t like to lie

Are you wearing shoes, just socks or nothing on your feet? ugg slippers and fuzzy socks

Do you prefer to write etc, etcetera or something else? etc itp itd and such

Do you think rainbows are pretty or overrated? overrated

Are you more skeptical or gullible? skeptical

How often do you drink sodas or fizzy drinks? never

Do you currently live in the same country you were born in? sure

Do you struggle to articulate your thoughts and feelings? sometimes

Do you like carrot cake? gross

Don’t you hate it when people say ‘I don’t mean to be rude but…’? omg

How good is your memory? ha ha ha 

Is there anyone you love, whose name starts with M? XD

Have your neighbors ever complained that your music/TV was too loud? weird but they actually didn’t!

How many zeroes occur in your mobile phone number? none

Are you currently wearing anything green? am not

Name an animal that starts with the 2nd letter of your middle name. -

Have you ever had feelings for someone whose name started with S? yup

How many red lipsticks do you own? old one, past expiration date 

What are you doing to improve or maintain your health currently? my best lmfao which is not enough, if only I had money...

Do you ever look at someone’s social media posts and feel a little jealous? who doesn’t?

Do you like how your hair looks today? I washed them last night but didn’t look at myself in the mirror in the morning just yet

What health problem are you struggling with currently? list is too long

Do you take life day by day? I’m on survival mode

Do you have a lot of questions? would say so

List 10 fashion trends you like/dislike. current? I’m not aware... let me check  according to Vogue there are puffy sleeves that I’m not into but they’re not gross, gold - fine if not too much I suppose, cardigans - I prefer not open tops but sometimes they’re useful indeed, check pattern (no surprises here - checkered stuff for summer? groundbreaking) - same opinion as with puffy sleeves, maybe it’s the fact of popularity and fall stereotypes that pushes me away from the thing but... nvm, lets move on! fringe - bags with it are noice but I prefer to not use smth that might cause an accident... matrix coats? why not?! Nat’s Spike mode - count me in? gonna feel like a leather couch again, red color causes my anxiety and anger issues but in small doses is like gold I mentioned above, suits are Vinnie’s but I don’t mind ‘em for specific occassions, inflate bottoms aren’t casual so not no chance of using that in everyday life, masculine fashion? POSITIVELY TRIGGERED - love me some bad boy vibes - excited AF, back to black - classy, what else is there to say? ;)

Are you ready for Jesus to come back? please

Do you believe that Jesus lived and is returning? hopefully?

Do you have too much clutter in your home? we are hoarders/maximalists 

If you were rich, would you get a professional photoshoot done? *shrug*

Have you ever taken a photo every day for a year? no patience for shit like that, sorry

Do you have way too many photos stored on your computer? oh well...

Do you take a lot of selfies? probably 

Do you ever multi-task? usually

Are you multi-tasking right now? not really atm

Are you “with” the very last person you kissed? we’re engaged 

Have you ever broken up with someone for someone else? poniekąd na koloniach  był taki chłopczyk, którego nikt nie lubił, najmłodszy, no i mi go było żal, że Aneta (w jego wieku, moja koleżanka) nie chce z nim tańczyć to się nad nim zlitowałam i od razu mnie polubił, przyniósł mi kwiatki jakieś wodne i potem po prostu przestałam się nim zajmować bo nasza opiekunka szukała dziewczyn dla takiego grubszego chłopaka nieśmiałego i dzięki temu miał grono fanek, ale wybrał akurat mnie i to mi pochlebiało, dał mi swoją czapkę z daszkiem na trochę (potem wyjechał szybciej niż inni więc mu oddałam i w sumie trochę szkoda było iż nie miałam z nim kontaktu bo się wstydziłam poprosić - mówili na niego LODÓWA), w końcu zdeterminowana wziąć kolonijny ślub uczepiłam się wręcz Łukasza (kolegi tamtego - Piotra czy Pawła) i nawet miałam pierścionek zrobiony specjalnie dla nas przez kowala oraz dyplom, wykonywaliśmy zadania i wyniósł mnie na rękach (ledwo) i suknię ślubną skleciłam hahaha, a tak na serio robiłam to tylko żeby się pochwalić, że ktoś mnie chciał, nie ważne kto, a tamten pierwszy malec mnie za to kopnął w dupę (serio) i musiałam się z nim godzić przy wychowawcy, ale mnie unikał jak ognia obrażony potem, wszyscy byli ode mnie kilka lat młodsi ^^”  taka byłam, albo to była Anya/Amy, nie wiem, chciałam się dopasować, moje BPD ze mnie wyłaziło ehh  jeśli to się nie liczy to były potem też przecież momenty kiedy przerzucałam się z jednej dziewczyny na drugą zainteresowaniem bardzo szybko, czasami wracałam do poprzedniej byleby dostać odrobinę uwagi, czuć sie potrzebna, nie być taka samotna czy coś - ale nie liczyłam na nic poważnego, żyłam tu i teraz, żeby nie odstawać, bo przyszłości przecież i tak miałam nie mieć, więc dowartościowanie się jedynie wchodziło w grę lub poczucie przynależności, bycie opcją, wręcz masochistycznie nawet jak wiadomo, swego rodzaju bezpieczeństwo - flirt/zabawa

How many windows are open on your computer? shitload

Have you ever laughed at something that wasn’t meant to be funny? whoops

Have you done anything sneaky lately? maybe 

Does someone have feelings for you? it seems 

Are you hard to please? am I? I’m picky about some things but usually it’s not my fault like food, sigh...

Relationship to the last person you called? my doctor

What color shirt are you wearing? grey

Is there anything you wish you did today? Why haven’t you done it? I plan, I’ll try

What were you doing before you started this survey? bunch of things

Can you honestly say that you love yourself? umm...

Do you think you spend too much time feeling upset? sadly

Do you own a pair of uggs? have ‘em on! as I already said above

Has the person you have feelings for ever told you that you’re attractive? I don’t believe her

Do you hide your feelings or show them? depends, usually show tho

Do you like to have long hair or short hair? short 

Do you think relationships are hard? everything is but point is if it’s worthy

Any friends who are constantly venting about their significant other? luckily no longer have any friends like that, no friends at all actually

Have you ever been ice-skating? just once and don’t wanna

Does the sound of rain at night help you sleep? often

Have you ever seen an albino person, in person? I haven’t

Have you ever worn a pair of scrubs? nope

Do you obsessively apply lip-gloss or lip balm? eww, hell no

Have you ever walked into a massive cobweb? yeah, gross

When you can tell that someone’s lying, do you call them out on it? sometimes, I might

Do you like Musicals? nooo

Do you live with anyone that you try to avoid at all costs? no comment

When was the last time you cried? that night from happiness :3

What kind of bottoms are you wearing? my SW pajama pants but gonna change now

What do you hear right now? my mom talking <rolling my eyes>

In the past week have you got your hair cut? nope

In the past week have you felt sad? obvi

Has someone disappointed you recently? yep

If you could pack up and move, would you? asap

What is something in your life that you feel hopeful about right now? I’m scared to...

What was the last thing you worried about that turned out better than expected? my gf proposing to me for example?

What is a meal you eat extremely often? Or do your meals & food choices vary a lot? bread, I wish I had variety :(

When was the last time you felt unable or unwilling to speak your mind to someone? with my mother it’s frequent 

What was the last thing you changed your mind about? it’s a rollerclaster XD

Who do you feel you can count on the most in life? Is there anyone you wish you could count on more? dad and M. - I wish I could count on my other parent and sister...

[direwolfd20]

The Adventure Where A Dragon Is Fought (By Others), and Allies Are Found

It was odd when the two made their way back to camp, she almost felt like Bo was going to chastise her. Him being the Paladin, she almost wouldn’t be surprised, but he did seem rather... lenient for a Paladin. Lily should, in all rights, be facing her crimes, but he wasn’t wrong in knowing they needed her. Saving the world from this Legion and Heritc were more important than putting a vampire behind bars. She Rikku could only think what it would be like if Legion started attacking villagers. 

She wasn’t strong by any means, but she could at least somewhat defend herself. Other’s wouldn’t be so lucky. There could only be one like Legion, a SoulMancer. Rikku already had it planned once he was dead, she wanted to take up the mantle. The power he had was great. How could she not want it?

At camp, however, there was an odd interaction. One she never thought would happen. Liliana gave her a high five. Rikku, Saige, Leotie, and Lily talked a little about what had happened, and oddly enough, Rikku felt closer to the vampire. Somehow, both of them having had sex with Drax brought them closer. 

It was their warning that unsettled her. “Drax can get very attached rather quickly.” Liliana said, “Just want to let you know.” 

Rikku felt her shoulders sag. She didn’t know Drax enough to get attached. Sex was one thing. Feelings were another thing entirely. She glanced at Sir William. She wanted feelings like that. A love where he would lose everything for her, and she would lose everything for him. She had a long life a head of her, but still didn’t have high hopes for ever finding something like that. 

As they headed out on their way, there wasn’t much to be said. Everyone seemed concentrated on the other things that were happening. She herself was one of them, thinking through how everything had went the night before. The fact it knew her name was bothering her greatly. If Legion knew that much, what else did he know. 

Again her thoughts went to her father. He was strong, lively still. To many, he was still young. Surly the man could handle whatever was thrown at him. Though, this wasn’t the normal enemy one would think of being thrown at him.

As Rikku went through her thoughts, she made sure to avoid Drax’s gaze. She was wondering when she should say something to him, to make sure he understood that this wasn’t a relationship. It wasn’t a mutual caring like Saige and Jacob had. She didn’t care for him that way, at least. 

The next night, Rikku is setting down, looking to Liliana. They had began talking again, but this time, again, it went further than Rikku would have thought. Her connection to Damascus, and what happened to her was a little more complicated than Rikku had thought. She had fallen in love with Damascus whilst betrothed to someone else. 

It ended up, this man was a murderer, rich by marrying women who would meet an untimely end, and he would inherit everything left behind. He had played her tribe. When her mother had found out about her and Damascus, she placed a curse on Liliana, forcing her to sleep with things that weren’t human. Dragonborn, elves, gnomes, centaurs, and the like. She became a vampire to break the curse, hoping it would let her and Damascus finally be together. 

The story was hard to swallow. Damascus had been good, turned somewhat evil by the vampire, Spike, that had turned Lily. The whole time Liliana had known Damascus he had been good, he had chosen to be good. 

Rikku didn’t know what to think of everything. She told Liliana how she was sorry for what had happened to her. In a very real way, she was. She would have killed at least her mother as well. Could she blame Liliana for killing them?

She headed off after that, not sure what to say, or think. It was a little overwhelming. Of course, she didn’t get much time to think. Jacob was again expressing his dislike for the buddy system. It was hard for Rikku not to roll her eyes. Instead, she tried to reason with him. 

“It would be stuff you are doing anyway.” she said, “You’re always with her.” 

“But I don’t want to feel like I’m forced to do it.” he said. 

“Then remember-” she was cut off by Drax, his voice sounding off behind her. 

“Do you want to go to the woods?” he asked. Rikku hesitated for a half a second, then looked back to Jacob. 

“So, just act naturally, like nothing odd is happening.” Rikku said, backing up to Drax. It was far from how she wanted to explain it, but her mind had gone back to the Dragonborn, and what he could do. 

As they head out into the woods, Drax turned to her, handing her a grouping of nightshade. 

“It’ll help with your spells.” he said. 

Rikku looked at them for a moment, not sure if she should be worried. If she said anything now, she was worried it would ruin the mood. She did not want that ruined. So, she held her tongue, enjoying the sex again, knowing that, eventually, it would come to an end. 

At least for now, it would help her sleep. It helped her forget for a short time about Legion, and what she had gotten herself into. 

Back at camp, setting around the campfire, the group ate, talked for awhile. Sir Didymus sat at Rikku’s feet, his eyes going to her every few moments, and then narrowed when he looked to Drax. Rikku didn’t notice, concentrating on petting the cat. 

That was, until she heard something. Trees were falling, breaking, snapping, and they were doing it quickly. Grabbing Sir Didymus, she fled off to the side just as a hill giant slammed into the fire. Luckily, Jacob had managed to get the NPC’s out of the way. 

The hill giant disappeared back into the trees, and Rikku looked to the team. 

“What the fuck throws a hill giant?!” Ailen yelled. Honesty, Rikku was wondering the same thing. Whatever it was, she doubted she wanted to fight it. 

It was at that moment that fire came through the woods. Rikku put Sir Didymus in her pack, backing up. That didn’t bode well at all. 

Sure enough, with Hill Giant’s attacking it, the Red Dragon came forward from the trees. Rikku gave a small laugh, an ode to her refusal to get involved against the huge dragon. 

Of course, the others weren’t to be convinced, Bo instead deciding to attack the dragon, becoming friends with the hill giants to do it. Of course, the dragon was evil. Could she expect anything else?

Jacob gets the others that would not be fighting into the fields, trying to make sure that they would be okay. Rikku watched as the dragon took a beating before flying high into the sky.

She was trying to see it, but the canopy hid the dragon from sight. It wasn’t long after that when she realized that it had set fire to the fields that the helpless had gone down. 

Thinking about it, she wanted nothing to do with this fight. She reached out her hand to Drax, a grayish color enveloping her hand, and then him, causing the Dragonborn to grow. She ran towards the fields. She would figure out how to help put the fire out, and make sure they were okay. Hopefully, that would be enough time for the dragon to be gone, one way or another. 

She cast a spell on herself, her speed suddenly doubling. She leaped into the air, trying to gain a little more distance, her eyes now on the dragon that had set both sets of fields on fire, fanned them. He had landed, starting to attack the hill giants. Why didn’t they just run?!

Saige was able to put out the fire, and Rikku yelled out to Jacob, hardly noticing the rows of corn in the field were hiding hundreds of plants of devil’s weed. 

“Are you okay? Do you need help?” 

The reply she got was a disjointed Jacob, laughing before falling over. She hesitated before rolling her eyes and rushing forward. She didn’t want to fight the dragon, but now she had to herd a bunch of high people to a safe spot. Damn dragon knew what it was doing. 

As the fight back there continues, Rikku get’s Jacob up, pushing him forward. Men were coming with buckets, their fields already put out. They yelled to her, asking why she set the fields on fire. 

“It wasn’t me, there’s a red dragon!” she hissed, then looked at them. “You might not want to go back there.” she continued trying to heard everyone. 

It wasn’t too long before the rest of the group came, the dragon obviously dead. Leotie knew everyone here. Rikku put two and two together rather quickly. This was the place she wanted them to get to, and in Saige’s arms was an egg of a red dragon, fully intact. 

#dungeons and dragons #dungeons & dragons #dungeons n dragons #dnd #d&d #dandd #d and d #elf #sorceress #original character #rp #roleplay #writing #mywriting #creative writing #sir didymus the cat

[random-stuff-i-find]

Something i wrote

Herobrine is a duck **exposed**

Also donkey kong stole my banana split and ran away on a tricycle

Drinkning bubble tea up your nose feels funny

(Like snorting cocaine)

Does pizza count as a type of cake?

Because pancakes are pancakes and so can you call a pizza a flat oven cake?

Its reasonable I guess

Aint it

Oh well tomorrow is a big day

I will blink

Probably

Unless I die

Then I won’t blink

But

Meh

Can you blink if you have an ant on your eyelid pushing them apart?

Is that how eyelids stay open?

Kitchen tables look strange. weird

They’re like square mangled octopuses :p

bravery is like a tadpole. They eat stuff like pieces of e-boy flesh or smthn.

Idk u tell me

I wonder if there are smelly flies that are stuck in your bottom so if you fart it’s just them flying out?

I dunno lol

Anyway this is getting sticky I ned to do spelin.

yay

Penpineappleappepen

Penny is a apple with a pen?

Oh

Ducko

Do u wanna go crackapack III (crack like a egg)

Romans

Ate

A

Lot

Of

Pizza

Apparently

Because

Italy

Is

Pizza

Country

So

Was

There

Like

A

Pizza

Pandemic

Which

Caused

People

To

Die

From

Pizza

Overdose?

Squids are funny

Or are they

Conspiracy theories

About squid

Are like

That squids are known to steal sunscreen from strangers

To feed their young

Also that they crave bananas

To crush into powder

To snort it like humans and cocaine

Yay

So sum kid wanted to steal my bike but ended up stealing a Pokemon umbrella instead because he was blind. He learned to steal from a youtube video so there’s no surprise he didn’t learn it that well.

(Do blind people watch yt?)

A duck stole the sun.

That’s It

That’s it

Ok?

So why do we see the sun now?

He was a good duck and gave it back

To the solar system.

Ok?

Kk

imagine what it would be like if I was a donut

Would I get eaten?

Nah I would eat the humans teeth

Or like bust out some ultimate kung fu moves

Can donuts do that?

What rhymes with pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis

Hmmmmm… dank stage boiosis

I wonder if Thomas the tank engine eats spaghetti

If he does, then does he eat it with meatballs (made of human flesh?)

Yeah I think so

Remember that cactus who killed that weird batman wannabe flamingo?

Yeah that was really cool, like spikes and pink stuff flying everywhere. The flaming even had a pink flamingobile that could transform and stuff like batman’s one. c:

Kids should be wary of strange looking pieces of dust. They tend to be lost astronauts who discovered the tesseract and shapeshifted into dust. Just so u know.

JACINDA ARDENE IS A HORSE MOP

The octopus looked into the mirror on Tuesday. So we arrested him for being a pedophile.

someone played Roblox on Jupiter lest year. It was my friends pet alien who looks like aariv.

Wug kk lol I must go take my bubble **cough** cocaine **cough** tea.

Sans has a blue eye

Sans has a blue and orange eye

Sans has a blue jacket

Sans has pink slippers

^^ this has orange

It has blue

It has not got pink

So. Not sans :c

^^ this has orange

It has blue (I think)(does turquoise count as blue?)

It has pink yeah his skin is pinkish no racism

A duck stole the moon.

This duck is a gangster duck.

Do not judge the rest of his kind based on his actions.

we are not gangsters

>:c

Y AM ME YES NO WHY BIG FUNNY COULD NOT THIS IS NOT BIG GOOSE IS DUCK NO GOOSE EEEEEE HORSE MOOOOOOP YARRRRRR I AM PIRATE DUCK!!!!!! JACINDA IS HORSE MOP DUCKKKKKKK!!!!!  YAR YAR YAR YAR YAR YAR YAR YAR!!!!!!!!!!!

Corona virus reminds me of corn

Because corn ora virus?

Y’all eat hotdogs like mickeymouse in America dontcha.

I know right?

Mickeymouse, Clubhouse!! Evan is being bullied

So do I continue bullying him?

Submit your answer now!!!

My predictions

Everyone (except two people): YESESYESYeyyYSYEYEYSYEYSYEeyYEYYSeyyeYEYyEysYSyEYseySyeyYSEYsyeYseyYEEYsyeyeYEsyeyeYEYSEYseyYSeyEYYEYSEYSEYSeyEYsyEYSEysEYSEYYSEYSESE

Two people:

Meh… naw

So yes?

Ok

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EVEN is ODD because HE is CORn And I WIlL dehudhedheudedwbwq

Donkey koooooooooo

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#random #i dont know anymore #why