hey there, im leo! this is a vaguely otherkin/therian/alterhuman blog around me and dragons. yknow the silver dragons from dnd? big scaley nerds? yep that's pretty much me
i dont know how often I'll post here but we'll see
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hey there, im leo! this is a vaguely otherkin/therian/alterhuman blog around me and dragons. yknow the silver dragons from dnd? big scaley nerds? yep that's pretty much me
i dont know how often I'll post here but we'll see
man y'all ever read a book abt a character with a degenerative disease and feel just. distressingly seen
claws my way out of my hole to debate actually writing a review/critique of a popular booktok book. do i do it. do i potentially kick that nest
who's your valentine's kiss/date 👀
Llirimir: takes you sneaking around yeeting books at heads (affectionate)
Hallowhome: stares with derision. infodumps about all her necromantic studies
Holdfast: brings you to murder time with the throuple
Joydefiant: nice day of exploring and checking out various cafes
Zither: spelunking to see all the pretty cave fungi. and maybe salamanders. OvO
i am. sooooo fucking tired of everything i own being broken enough to be inconvenient but not enough to be able to justify replacing it.
there's a specific feeling that exists that i like to call trans loneliness. it's that feeling of knowing there are other trans people out there, but having none in your general vicinity that you can go lurk around and spend time with irl
thinking about gorrik's line in the gyala delve meta about how the haze is causing everyone to act antagonistic towards each other, and also the way rama and yao are so kind to him after he has his own haze hallucination experience. if we're going into the haze to get fed on and relive our worst memories, these audiologs of gorrik being supported while we're asked to go back (whoops! for the good of cantha commander!) are giving us the perfect ammunition to tear into him in a combined trauma response&haze triggered antagonism attack. which would likely result in the commander being even more alone and unsupported, as rama and yao would probably say hey what the Fuck commander, gorrik are you alright???
but i'm sure it's fine ah ha it's not like the commander is already exhausted and alone or anything ^-^
frogs
You're walking in Caledon Forest one day when you see two specific sylvari on a walk together. One of them, perfectly serene, is happily pausing to wait every few steps while the other goes delightedly ricocheting off, regularly disappearing from view in one area only to suddenly reappear in a completely different area moments later. Her returns to her companion are, to a one, sprinting full tilt at xyr before coming to an abrupt stop mere inches away so as to excitedly present xe whatever it is she's found.
For xem part, you don't see xe flinch a single time; each return is met with the same affectionately solemn acceptance of whatever is being handed to xyr.
As your own path brings you closer to them, the serene sylvari notices you watching them curiously; you suddenly have a sense of an idea of going closer, overlaid with inquisitiveness and… general amusement maybe? You're not entirely sure; it's decidedly not your thought.
You come closer, and the inquisitiveness changes into a sense of greeting, like two people saying hello. You're not quite sure what's happening, but you do have manners, so you wave your own greeting at xe; the other sylvari has disappeared off again.
Now xer sends you a sense of calm delight and amused mystery, and shows you xem clasped hands. "Oh?" you ask, and xe open xem hands to reveal–
Frogs. Multiple tiny frogs. Who, despite being frogs, and therefore working with significantly less in the expressions department, are still managing to look distinctly confused as to how they ended up in the hands of this random, perfectly calm and sedate sylvari.
The riddle is solved, for you at least, when the other sylvari suddenly appears directly to your left, making you jump. She visibly vibrates with excitement as she presents her companion with, somehow, yet another frog.
It looks just as confused as the others.
The moment the frog is accepted into her companion's hands, still with the easy solemnity of each previously accepted offering, the sylvari is haring off again. You watch as her companion carefully maneuvers all but one frog onto a single hand, and then delicately holds the one on their other palm out towards you. In your mind's eye you see an image of the same frog, and with it comes that sense of inquisitiveness again, and an idea of taking it.
You take the frog. "Thank you?" you say.
Xyr smile brightly, eyes squinting nearly shut in satisfaction. Then, with a final nod to you and a sense of farewell, xyr turns away to continue xe walk.
You look at the frog you are now holding. It looks about as confused as you feel.