#choosing-my-paths

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That picture you reblogged tagged as "I wanna know where this is from tho" is fro mthe manga called 'Ajin'!

THANK YOU!

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Reading

----- The blood elf paladin sat quietly in the Pandaren pub, his verdant eyes fixed on his book. Thaldrin leaned forward slightly, the bench creaking under the weight of his armor. His ears stood straight up, showing his obvious interest in the contents of his book. The honeymint tea by his elbow had grown cold hours ago.

Mirodis walked into the pub, a bored look on his face. His bright blue eyes surveyed the room for any people to bug. His eyes finally settled on the young paladin reading in the corner. A mischievous smile stretched across his lips as he carefully approached the paladin. Leaning over Thaldrin's shoulder, he read a few lines of the book and laughed. The paladin gagged and covered his nose as the smell of death wafted into his face, jolting him from his book. Spinning around, he came face to face with an older gentleman. He knew immediately that the elf in front of him was a death knight, both from the smell and by the blueish, frost bitten skin. 

Thaldrin pushed the Death Knight aside and rushed towards the door, leaving his book on the table. Mirodis looked down at the black book and flipped it over. The title read, "Fifty Layers of Shadow." Mirodis grabbed the book and ran out of the pub, catching Thaldrin as he summoned his Flametalon.

"Wait!" Mirodis shouted. The paladin sighed, his ears quivering in annoyance. "You forgot something." Mirodis handed Thaldrin the book and laughed as the paladin's face turned red in embarrassment.

"Hey, if you ever want a REAL erotic novel, how about you and i just write one ourselves" He winked and wiggled his ear suggestively before turning to walk away. -----

WHOOPS, MY HAND SLIPPED.

Story idea: Mine.

Thaldrin belongs to Choosing-My-Paths, and probably isn't actually into erotica.

Mirodis is mine.

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The Bird

----- Mirodis walked quietly through the woods (well, as quiet as a dead guy can.) He was completely oblivious to the fact he was being followed. After a while, a hand touched his shoulder and he turned around to see a young Blood elf standing in front of him with a big goofy grin on his face. He whispered something about his name being... Telthras?

Mirodis was confused by the boy's presence, but there was a more pressing matter at hand. The giant, horrifying creature behind him. If Mirodis had normal bodily functions like the living, he would have probably shit himself in terror.

The creature was enormous. It's wings pounding the air sounded like thunder. It's beak was razor sharp and opened and closed with what Mirodis mistook as hunger. The poor young blood elf stood there, baffled, as the older death knight turned and ran like hell.

Telthras ran after Mirodis, his bird following close behind.

After a while, Telthras gave up and sat on the ground. His companion flew off to get something to eat, leaving the poor distraught boy alone. The bush next to him rusted and Mirodis stuck his head out from under neath it. He looked at the young elf and questioned him, "is that monster gone?"

Telthras gave him a look of confusion.

"Did you see that? He went right for my good ear. Damn, dirty bird..."

Telthras looked at him for a long moment and smiled and thought to himself: "The poor old man doesn't hate ME. He's just afraid of birds!" -----

Story credit: Choosing-my-paths

Telthras belongs to Choosing-my-paths

Mirodis is mine.

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Priorities

------- Alanar stood back and watched as Mirodis became unhinged. The blood lust taking over his mind completely. There was no stopping the Death Knight. He slammed head first into the nearest group of iron horde, his Rune Blade cutting into the orcs' flesh as if they were warm butter. His lust for destruction so blinded him that he was not aware of his injuries. The group of orcs fell in a gruesome, bloody pile around him.

Mirodis fell shortly after.

Alanar rushed to the side of his fallen friend and held him close.

"No, Mirodis you can't die..." he wept. "I never got to tell you what I wanted for Winter Veil..."

In that moment, Mirodis opened his eyes and punched Alanar square in the face. ------

Story credit: Choosing-My-Paths

Alanar is Choosing's Character.

Mirodis is mine.

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Thank you to Hexxie for fixing my dumb ass blog mistakes!

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I can't wait till Mirodis gets his S.E.L.F.I.E Camera.