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Safe space for Demisexuals to find inspiration and positivity. Run by Mod Ruadhan, updates may be infrequent but the blog is active. Everyone is welcome here. No discrimination, only love and support
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Okay so all the aro/ace hufflepuffs of the school give baby dragons to all the aro/ace students. Soon, for the people who don't like sports, other dragon-assisted activities start to pop up like synchronized swimming and air performances and races and capture the flag and acrobatics! The first-years sitting, watching, taking notes..Getting training from Hagrid and Charlie... Awesome!

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Okay, for some reason I read this as permanently miniature dragons (like in GoF) the first time around and *squeal* SO CUTE

I really wish I could draw because I’d love to draw a little troupe of dragons synchronized dancing in the air above the awed heads of a bunch of aro/ace Hogwarts students! Or a group of students excitedly leaning over a tiny crowd of dragons playing capture the flag, making bets on which dragon or team is going to win.

How about lil fire breathing performances (as each dragon’s fire colors is based of their owner’s sexuality) at night?

Also, lil dragons in tiny lil knit pride sweaters. ;~;

Lil pride dragons acting like alarm clocks and roaring to wake up entire dorm rooms.

Lil dragons becoming school pets and being passed onto younger aro/ace students when the older aro/ace students graduate in an overly corny ‘secret’ ceremony.

Of course the dragons are all named things like Fer-ace-ious, Te-aro-ffying, Flying Ace, Crossbow, etc.

Anyway asdfghjkl; i love the idea of dragon sports and athletics and games

~Hufflepuff Mod

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Storytellers

The new day slowly and inesolably rips the night’s crib open, slowly rising from the deeps of the horizon upon this ancient world.The warmth expands over endless mountains and hills, and in it’s journey encounters another burning being, causing a sloppy and sleepy – not exactly what’s expected by such creature – rise into the dawn. In a world where legends still burst with blazing life, a dragon is about to make its entrance into the new day. Ruins circle its den, memories of ancient and grandiose wealth, now home to the lords of the sky and crossing of unaware preys.Every single scale glares, soaked by the dragon’s fire, standing still in front of the almighty sun.Wind lightly tickles the giant reptile’s muzzle, tongue dazzling, while he’s about to stride, waiting for the day to start unfolding its plans.

It’s a bare instant, a decision is made.Innate strenght, deep cuts are left on the wild cliff, while a shadow rapidly rises to meet the clouds.

Whistles and snaps fill the air as the mighty and sharp wings move, every single one of the worm’s muscle tense while diving in the skies. In the deep blue painting the early morning, some stars still shine, left behind on their travellings,the approaching clouds a gleaming purple.

Tiny dew drops decorate its body while cold darkness swallows the dragon, wanderer in an unknown and diaphanous world.

The sky warmly respects these ancient lords, and streams of clouds keep running along with the dragon, its red body reflected on them glittering the whole sky.

The strenght of everything that balances this far away world soaks the dragon with bewilderment, ready to dash while behind his gaze valleys and villages flow powerless, people running for shelter in their homes upon seeing – alas – the feared shadow plunge their little settlements into darkness. Endless emerald forest meet the ever-burning approaching eyes, to which no one can escape.

Lands of rocks and fire rising from the deepest bowels of this universe rise their cursed smokes, discouraging even the same creatures to which that wild power gave life. The dragon’s body vanishes into the pitch black fog.

The sea, terrible and strong lord in its grey coat, welcomes the roaming flyer, around them the voices of the inhabitants of those obscure and tumultuos deepness rise. It’s so close to the surface that the inmense waves crash upon them, cold and precious diamonds rolling between their scales.

In a world where legends still bring every land down in respectful terror, the dragon rips the sunset lights, as their whole body turns, while the unreachable and sacred lands in the West look upon the world.

In a world far away, where the legends are only legends, as honoured as laughed at by some, a human leans its gaze towards the sky filled with distant stars, while between the trees and the lights of the party, storytellers chant to the merry village about the Fire that covered the Mountain in terror.

Listening to those words, limb involountarily clutch, in an ancestral spasm. Deep scarlet eyes suddenly dive into the void of the night. -Murasaki

Hey guys I actually wrote that short story!

It suddenly occurred to me I never-ever wrote anything about dragons (yes believe that)

I did my best translating it into english!

-Mod Ruadhán

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