#scribblers writing

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Gently grabbing face of the princess who is taking a nap on her lush bed, "Eepy is strong in this one"

Turning to a gaggle of excited maids, "Aight this potion you slipped in her tea will keep her knocked out for hours. Pass me flask with lube and come closer girls, let's have a little fun"

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It took weeks but we managed to push morning naps to a verge of destruction. Victory was in sight. But then... then... morning chill arrived. Those monsters received reinforcement that rolled over battlefield like death incarnate. It was a bloodbath... thousands of executive function troops slaughtered in a blink of an eye. Chores undone, trampled into the mud. Smut core shattered and scattered to the winds. And drawing cute girls battalion *shudders* I can't even say what those bastards did to them

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Princess Heist

Trotting happily through the forest with my new addition to a hoard held in my teeth by a scruff. Heist went without even a hiccup, guards never prepared for a damn huge land drake sneaking upon them. Though retracting my claws so they won’t be noisy against the stone floor is a bit of a hassle. 

Anyway this bunny princess is a cute addition and the nest will be so much cozier with her around. And she even quit struggling rather quickly. She’ll see that staying in dragon’s lair is much better than dealing with all that royal hustle at her palace. 

It didn't take long to get back to my place and gently put her in the nest and cover in blankets so she could rest. Damn she is so cute with her lil tail poking out of her skirts, she even hugging a blanket in an adorable way. Kidnapping her was the best decision.

With her sleeping soundly it was time to get some snacks for her highness, no idea what she ate back home but I guess some dragon fire roasted meat, nuts, and berries should do a trick. No better way to convince the princess to stay but through her full tummy. 

Oh, she’s awake. She liked a meal and my hoard, hell yes! But now she humphing at me now? Oooooh I forgot her plushies back at her castle. Welp, shouldn’t take much time to make another break and entry 

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Getting caught in field by downpour. Hunkering down letting my rider to attach tarp from my horn and onto ground. Between this and my snout they now have a cozy dry shelter.

My paws keep any water out and provide sitting space. Warmth of bonfire in a middle contrasts with light chill of heavy summer rain. My rider is curled up against my chest snacking on field rations and soon after finishing 'em drifts into sleep. Life is good 🐉

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Becoming a shifter and turn into your dragon form first time gotta be rough.

All of those new urges you never experienced. They overwhelming. In no time you carved yourself a cozy domain in a middle of the forest. Of course the strongest beasts around got either eviscerated or now know better than approach obviously poisoned weredragon for a second time.

Lair under the roots of giant tree start to take shape soon after. Hells your new body maybe require lots of space but it let you do soooo much when it come to adjusting natural caverns for your own needs.

Something lacking though and soon you become a terror of local trade routes. You ain't doing anything horrible to caravans though. But when they see you, suddenly all wares are left behind and you left alone to dig through stuff and search for anything related to your special interests.

Soon news about you reach nearby adventurers guild and you end up with whole lots of visitors. There were few scuffles. Luckily for adventures by this time you got a hang of being in new form so there no casualties beyond some scars and injured pride.

Okay there maybe were a bit of sexual tension with this one group who managed to pin you down with their spears for a brief moment before your breath managed to knock them out.

You now throw parties with them time to time. Sometimes they come with spears again, when you ask

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Done with designing witchcraft system for my project. Well, done to the point when I can work and refer to it and if I stumble on some old notes they will likely be irrelevant so I could just delete 'em

Needed that thing written down cause there a lot of stuff goes in story related to witchcraft. With it done, finally can get back to characters and plot.

Maybe in couple month will finally start writing manuscript, that without stumbling at start

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Wish

First rays of light snuck past drapes, coaxing my eyes to open. Leaving blankets and your warmth so soon, doesn’t seem fair. Couldn't the sun wait a little bit more? It’s sunday after all. Though I gotta get up, if there is any hope to cook breakfast before you catch up with me.

But first is to nuzzle into you before going, as it has become a habit of mine. You smell like honey for me today, with a little hint of last night sweat we didn’t bother to shower off. Satisfied with my little ritual I slip out of the covers and get to work.

Not our usual today. We are having dessert. I often insist on something more substantial to keep us going through the day. But what spring sunday mornings are without a little bit of whimsy? Though it’s just pancakes, with a little butter and lots of honey. Don’t make ‘em often, so they are not anything special. But I know you're gonna love them.

Soon you shuffle out of the bedroom and to the kitchen, following a delicious smell. A bit disheveled, jammies half undone, my cute little critter. You lock us into a hug and plant a kiss on my back. Never would have thought that one day I would understand how butter feels sitting on a hot pancake. After holding me for a moment longer, you broke off to help set up a table.

Quiet of us eating was occasionally broken by giggling after a knowing look and some talks about what we're gonna do today. I needed some break for a while so I asked to hang out with you, doing nothing but accompany you while you were doing your things.

I picked the right moment to do nothing but be a snuggle pillow. You decided it’s a prep day for the next session of your long campaign you are running for friends.There is so much to do when prepping for a game. A little bit of tweaks to setting here, to tie up previous player action, some rival speech practice there, and pulling creatures from two different settings into one to make a new encounter.

Best part is you talking my ear off about all the preparations you do. Didn’t understand the majority of things you were telling me, cause I wasn’t really in those fandoms, just didn’t happen for me. But I ask questions and watch how you light up and talk more, half turned to me, being my happy little spoon.

Of course seeing you like this is gonna make me all fuzzy inside. All of this happy, cozy energy needs a way out, so I squeeze you tighter and bit you, digging my canines in your exposed neck. Well, bit is an understatement, more like gnawed for a while with you trying to wriggle away. Admittedly my little mischief took longer to finish all prep stuff. It was way past lunch time when you were done. Guilty as charged.

But now there wasn’t really anything either of us wanted to do this day anymore, which if you think of it, sounded like a perfect finisher for a lazy day off. With some take out orders arriving and shows playing in the background for ambience we did exactly nothing for a while.

We didn’t even talk. Your calm breath, warmth against me, your fingers playing with my hair, being so close there is hardly any space between us. This was good, blissful even. What else is there else to wish for?

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Winter date with a dragon. When you get cold, she insists on making a makeshift pouch-carrier out of her coat. She put you inside making an improvised blanket out of your coat so your almost uncovered back would be pressed against her for more warmth. She is damn toasty even just in sport bra underneath. She also carry your drink in her hands to keep it warm for you.