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@faedermorph

Reverie ♀ He/She/It ♀ TMA

131 posts

still-in-infancy

day one without goo goo babies

hey heres forty silver can you go get me some more of the whole roast cow legs

you know damn well they won't sell to anyone they've seen w you after what you did to the cows last time

princessdraconic

can you at least close my tab ;~;. i wanna come back next year

youre fucked kiddo

hey heres forty silver can you go get me some more of the whole roast cow legs

you know damn well they won't sell to anyone they've seen w you after what you did to the cows last time

lady-of-vitreous-sight

the worst part is actually how many humans keep asking me if the "dragon situation" is "under control" and "if we've called the paladins yet".

genuinely this is why we shouldnt let humans in

it hasnt been all bad though, this one dragon kept trying to beetle flip me but when i just slipped out of its horn lock every time she called me a miserable little imp and bought us drinks

she just got booted for turning herself 50 meters tall and left w/o closing her tab. fuck me

princessdraconic

i feel bad for flipping mori onto the pavement as soon as it locked horns with me but that's what happened to me my first time at the festival so its like a right of passage

princessdraconic

stepping on its tummy after i grounded it was going too far. im sorry.

im still not talking to you

princessdraconic

i got you some beer and fried cookie dough

you chipped my horn. cmon. how am i supposed to react to that

princessdraconic

you chipped your magical new growth? say it ain't so

ace-trainer-alice

While you'd think the 'cookies that leave you unaware you're turning into a demon girl even when it's comically obvious' would be my favorite, I think the headband that also removes your sense of your own personal space has been the most fun to watch play out. Really cute watching former humans have their horns aggressively fondled while they can't quite figure out what's wrong about this.

#call me old fashioned but i like watching the gears turn in their heads

if youre looking for a mark at horrns day watch for the ones who don't know to duck under doorframes

just gave a girl who kept smackin her horns into branches a full two handed grab while she was turned away and told her it was a festive greeting. she totally bought it and tried to reach for mine

if youre looking for a mark at horrns day watch for the ones who don't know to duck under doorframes

OF THE SHAPE OF MY HORNS

well you find your hands on the top of my head for whatever reason, all possibilities of this converge to this point. this is the only true thing in this text. only the feeling of my scalp and hair is definite. and as you brush up and comb through, your hands feel something.

there are definitely horns here.

they're pretty easy to parse, your thumbs rub the tips of them. they're cut, you bleed. they're fine, why would you bleed? these things are nubs. barely noticable. my head tilts downwards, they nearly gouge your eyes out. you stare down the lengths of them like the barrel of a gun, your eyes unable to focus on both at once. my head tilts back up, you hope i dont wake, you hope i stop staring at you. my horns curve away ribbed and hollow, you could put fruits in them, not many would fit. these are only the diameter of an inch or so. these could fit an apple, or a grapefruit, the bases are so large. maybe a grape. but these arent hollow to begin with? they're smooth, perfectly smooth. glossy and matte, these are like you'd see on a narwhal, actually. right, there's only one. lying in the middle of the forehead. above the hairline. a single unified horn. they both rest right above the temples or so, a slight curve to them. facing outwards. they blare out from the sides of my head, you wonder how i can even walk through doorways with this thing? oh, yeah, i'd have to bow my head to avoid hitting my head on the top. atleast they're small enough that putting on shirts would be easy. would pair well with a black red purple grey white biege shirt. what?

you look at them again.

these are definitely horns.

you ask what type i have,

i say,

i dont know.

i tear up.

you ask why.

i dont know.

you leave me to my dreamless rest, hoping your touch didnt wake me. hoping your touch helped me fall sleep. the thousand outlines of us fray into unreadable shapes, and the million hairs that were so briefly straight beneath a bow plume outward and upward and sideward and toward, and the highway explodes into a billion ant trails each marching in directions you cant see, and i let out a breath. its one ive been holding in for longer than i knew.

Time to go celebrate horns day with the others! Who was that again?

(while blushing profusely) could you, you know, take off your hat?

lady-of-vitreous-sight

not to post about tails on main but underrated part of horns day is all the humans who absolutely did not pack tail safe clothing and did not know what they were getting into.

approximately 10-20% of mangaka need to be made to understand they can transition irl

posting on behalf of someone else here, "my experience as a masochist with sensory issues is really different from how i've seen other people describe it"

"yeah keep going with the light touch and remember I have a safeword that isn't 'stop' for a reason"

posting on behalf of someone else here, "my experience as a masochist with sensory issues is really different from how i've seen other people describe it"

princessdraconic

"Demons are despised because they necessarily challenge the myth of ultimate incorruptibility, that sweet lie that there is an original self that cannot be changed. We all take on new forms as we move through this life, is there really anything inherent to our souls that makes them different?"

—Arianna Worldsplitter, Beyond Purity and Impurity: Towards a Materialist Understanding of Souls

posting dark elves are the only demi-human elves and logging off

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