#cftd niranye

[creatuesfromthedeep]

[creatuesfromthedeep]

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🍓Show off your favorite wet cat (pathetic) dragon and share a fun fact about them!

Salenor is undoubtedly my favorite wet cat. He's so pathetic. He's everything to me. His weird relationship with his boss is the reason why workplaces need HR. He dug someone else's grave. He was regularly locked out of his own workplace because none of his coworkers liked him. He was solely responsible for managing 99% of the official government business but everyone treated him like an intern. He didn't even do his villain arc right, he spent the entire time brooding and looking pretty. He's in jail and he only sort-of deserves it. He's an accomplice to murder. He has a tragic backstory but frankly his present situation is much more pressing. Everyone still thinks he's a boring wet towel and he literally joined a death cult for awhile

🍌Show off your favorite couple/throuple/etc and share some information on how they first met, fell in love, etc!

Kireg and Niranye my beloveds... They are toxic yuri to me. They had an adorable office meet-cute at their workplace, and began dating soon afterwards; they kept things light between them, but they were both very serious and dedicated to making it work. Niranye in particular, who is a hopeless romantic, wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with Kireg. Kireg, who struggles with intimacy and letting people close, finally found someone she could trust. Then Niranye was coerced slash forced to join aforementioned death cult, was an accomplice to the dragons who destroyed their town, and got imprisoned in a magical bubble. Niranye also got a daughter during this time. Kireg, who was outside the bubble, then had to rebuild from scratch and manage a group of refugees from their destroyed town. Niranye eventually ended up successfully defecting, and got caught and imprisoned.

For some reason, none of this has dissuaded Kireg from wanting a relationship with Niranye. They're rebuilding, albeit slowly.

All of this has resulted in what I think is my magnum opus, in terms of dialogue:

"I don't deserve this," Niranye started, and held up a wing to silence Kireg's protests. "I didn't wait either. I have a daughter named Eurydice, she's a Shade construct made in my image,"

Niranye waited for Kireg to start shouting, or to get up silently and leave the room. She braced herself for if the pearlcatcher flung weak blows against her in anger, though something deep in her mind was assured that Kireg would never do such a thing.

Kireg did none of those things. She whirred her bottom lip with uneven fangs, took a few deep breaths, and spoke.

"It was a year. We were separated by an impenetrable magical dome. I would be a hypocrite if I judged you," Kireg stated, as if she was convincing herself. Maybe she was. "You just.. Found alternatives to me, while we were separated,"

"I cheated on you with the Shade," "I suppose you did,"

They both sat silent for a solid thirty seconds. Niranye counted every agonizing second.

"It was just the Shade, correct? Not Salenor or Abran?" Kireg asked tentatively, and Niranye burst out laughing at the thought. She wasn't sure Abran was emotionally capable of having a mate, and Salenor was definitely too preoccupied with himself to seek out romance.

"Of course not! It was Rhoslyn who created Eurydice, but she was made in my image; she always called me mom, and well, it stuck," Niranye explained, suddenly rushing through the words as if more information would make the situation less awkward instead of more awkward.

"That's not proper cheating, Niranye!" Kireg cried out, and held her head in her claws while shaking it gently. Kireg snorted, and then devolved into laughter. "I can't believe I thought you'd actually cheated on me with-- with the Shade, of all things!"

-- From Heartbreak was Never So Loud

[creatuesfromthedeep]

She covers her plate with the blood of the saints Though her sanguine she knows will not quell Her longing to blister, burn all who resist her Dragging them down, down, down to her hell

Her kingdom comes On the backs of the ones she once loved So why, oh, why don't you run?

Fallen - Dirt Poor Robins

Niranye

[creatuesfromthedeep]

My primary goal is to write strugglewomen, my secondary goal is to write failuremen.