A/N: Foxfire and Orange Blasphemy aren't quite ready yet -they're long chapters- so I'm updating a slew of other stories today. Terribly sorry about that.
Hours got cut at one job, which meant I had to turn around and pick up MORE hours at the other job, which means no sleep today. *head spins*
"One Above All", the last shard in this little plot bin, may become a story, but I'm still waiting for feedback on that front.
In other news...
As my fifteen year anniversary on this site draws near, I find myself reflecting on the little things in life. What was once a lazy pastime meant for me and a few friends really grew and evolved over time. There are days when I look back on the last fifteen years here and I wonder if anyone will remember me; if I made an impact, despite never making a single cent on any of these stories. Some days were happier than others, and some stories I enjoyed writing WAY too much; to the point where I'd stay up all night working on them.
And of course, there are times when I look to the future and wonder what will become of things when I'm gone.
Of course, I try not to dwell on the latter overmuch; I'm still alive and still writing. In an ideal world, I'd like to keep doing so for as long as I can. But old age is catching up to me and these days, the world is filled with so much madness and death. The recent earthquake in Turkey/Syria serves as a terrible example. Even before that, so many friends and fellow writers I once knew are gone, now. Will I still be here in twenty years? Ten? Five? Its a chilling thought. But for now, I'm still here, still writing.
This is a rough draft. Time and feedback will determine if this becomes a story.
In other words...its up to YOU, the reader. Do let me know~!
This is a...continuation of the last shard, as it we.
Still a gender-bender, but this time...
...I went even further beyond.
"I'm no stranger to a challenge. Bring it on!"
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This is My Life Now
"Naruto."
"What's up?"
Miquella twitched. "That is a dragon."
"Yup." his smile didn't waver where he sat. "Sure is."
"I...you...?!" Breathe in. Breathe out. She cared for him dearly. Must not murder. "Listen to me. That is the very same dragon that snatched you up not an hour ago, correct?"
"Sur eis! Pretty impressive, huh?"
Miquella palmed her face. "Why, in the name of the Haligtree are you riding that dragon?!"
...because she asked me to? Anyway, its not an it. She has a name. This here's Lansseax." he patted the scales of the great beast upon which he now sat, beaming brighter than the Erdtree itself, which in turn drew a low pleased rumble from the magnificent ancient dragon he now rode. "We had a real nasty fight after she yoinked me off that hill, then I spanked her a time or two, then we wrestled, then she got real shy and started calling me Master and stuff. Don't really understand that last bit myself, but hey we're friends now!"
He could not be that dense. The man was a bloody black hole!
"Did I mention she has a human form?"
Silence reigned supreme.
"You're joking."
"Nope!" he had to be enjoying himself, the utter dastard, his grin was just a tad too impish for her liking. "Surprised me too, ya know. I mean, for someone who calls herself the "Mother of Dragons" she's really not all that scary once she sheds her scales, ya know." he reached down to scratch the dragon's horns, earning him another pleased trill from this terrifying beast. "Even got a nice blue dress, too. Didya know she's got three dragonlings of her own, too?
.
..
...Miquella flung up her arms.
If only her sisters could see her now. Surely Radahm and Rykard would laugh at her, to say nothing of Ranni.
"...well. That settles it." she grumbled under her breath. "I've gone stark raving mad. This is my life now...I should've stayed in that cocoon...!"
A/N: Geee, pale hair, blue dress, mother of dragons, three kids...not being subtle at all with Lansseax's human form here. But we never saw it in Elden Ring, so its fair game I suppose.
Another lighthearted fragment.
Do you want this to be a story? Yes? No? Maybe so? Make yourselves heard!
Once more, we're sticking with the "Embers" rule for this particular story, and others. If folks don't like this, it won't be continued. Meaning that if the story itself ain't popular? POOF! Gone. Completely. I'm working two jobs -might need a third soon!- so I barely have time to write; as such, I cannot afford to write something folks don't enjoy. So by all means, speak up! Your voice matters! Make yourself heard! As ever, reviews are the fuel that sustain me. Without them I cannot write a single word. Simple as that. Working nearly all hours of the day keep me absurdly busy, and I can't bring myself to write something folks don't like.
Aaaand there we go. As ever, reviews keep me alive. Without them, I cannot write. So...in the Immortal Words of Atlas...
...Review...Would You Kindly? And have some previews -potential blot bin things- that I'm working on.
References ahoy~! And ideas for new stories. Hopefully this will sate my muse for the time being.
God of War Vibes ahoy!
(Previews)
Malenia blinked. She blinked hard. "...this is going to hurt, isn't it?"
Miquella beamed. "Immeasurably. Now clench thy teeth, sister."
WHAM!
"S'not fair."
"Why ya sulking?"
Bloody blond bastard. Twin demigoddesses! Twins! How did you pull that off?!"
"Well, if you hate looking at the Erdtree that much, I could chop it down for ya."
Miquella peeked through her fingers "...you cannot be serious."
"Sure am. Gimme a sec. Kurama!"
"Even you cannot possibly taaaaaandhejustdidit?!
R&R~!