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  • 51 weeks
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    Smolder exhaled. Whether the smoke that followed came from biology or the dragon's refusal to contain the cigarette's erosion Ocellus couldn't tell. It blossomed, though, a smudge of grey against the bruised sky, and that was enough. But in that moment Ocellus was certain that whatever Smolder did would have been enough.

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  • 85 weeks
    Architects

    S'up. Been a while, hasn't it? But yeah, I've been writing some horsegriffonwords here and there. It's very rough, and I'm not sure if it'll go anywhere or see the light of day, but here's a small part of it that I liked and thought I'd share.


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  • 111 weeks
    Wrote Something Last Week

    Not a story as such (or, at least, not anything approaching a complete story), but the foundation of something that could conceivably become a story with some time and effort.

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  • 113 weeks
    Saw the G5 Movie Today.

    As is probably apparent by my lateness to the proceedings, I haven't really been motivated to catch it thus far, but was babysitting and my charge wanted to watch it.

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  • 120 weeks
    Time Flies

    Smolder lay sprawled across the rug, limbs and claws entwined in dense yak hair. Her scales had become uneven shimmering planes, given their fleeting new life by the light of the fireplace. There, prancing tongues lived and died erratically, the only concession to the passing of time.

    "Hey, you see the moon from there?"

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Sep
15th
2019

Sunday Snuggles #1 · 9:49am Sep 15th, 2019


Study Aid


Smolder dropped the quill onto her desk and leaned back, watching the wedge of amber light steal her essay from the paper it was written on. Her neck hurt, her wrist hurt, her brain hurt. But it was done. Somehow, she had survived.

She glanced sidelong at the open window, unable to give the stupid essay another moment inside of her head. The sun was barely visible above the Everfree, heavy clouds masking its retreat, and the breeze carried with it the promise of rain.

The day was over, of that there was no doubt. The others had by now finished their swim at the lake, picked up some records from that shop on Saltlick Lane, and were now probably eating their body weight in cookies at Sugarcube Corner. For a moment Smolder debated the idea of joining them, but the thought quickly soured. Tapping in at the end had never been her thing; it was selfish, she knew, but you either got her company for the whole experience, or not at all. It was definitely not because she hated the sense of having to play catch up, or of feeling silly about the whole situation.

Stupid essay.

The warmth of the dorm room suddenly increased, became more complete, as Smolder felt a pair of forelegs wrap around her shoulders and neck.

"You're an idiot," she said, though there was no malice in her voice. After a moment she leaned back and felt her head brush against Ocellus' cheek.

"I'm a loving girlfriend," the changeling corrected her. "You used the wrong synonym. I think you might be grammar drunk."

"I wish I was a different drunk,' Smolder replied with a laugh. She exhaled, pushing out her frustration and allowing Ocellus' comfort and affection to fill the resulting void. "Really, though, you should have gone too."

"I've had lots of fun today." Ocellus squeezed Smolder tighter. "I got to nap, I read almost an entire book on the politics of plant life, and I got to plan my week ahead."

"Damn, and I thought I had it bad." Smolder waited a moment before angling her head and placing a kiss on the underside of Ocellus' snout. "Thank you, though. You didn't have to do this, but I... I'm glad that you were here. It felt nice not doing this alone."

Ocellus hummed, her body seeming to be taken by a nervous energy. Even from her seated position Smolder could feel the changeling's wings fluttering.

"Hey, seeing as you didn't mind spending the day indoors, how about you join me at the desk next time? You know, we could write together."

Ocellus laughed, though Smolder was sure she could feel the roll of her eyes through her embrace.

"Or maybe you could not leave it to the last minute next time? Do you want to see if we can find and join the others?"

Smolder returned her smile. "Sure, why not? We can tell them about the awesome day they missed."

And, just in case Ocellus had missed the point, she turned around and hugged her.


A quick fifteen minute bag of words that was never going to see the light of day as a published piece of fiction.

Although, now I guess it kinda has. Sneaky. Hope you enjoyed.

Comments ( 6 )

D'awww. How adorable. I'm not the best at interpreting stuff, but was the end as simple as Smolder loving Ocellus enough to easily concede to joining the others late despite having just decided that she definitely didn't want to? I dunno, how easily she agreed kinda surprised me, I guess.

If this is going to be a regular thing, you could release it as an anthology once it's accumulated the minimum word count.

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Thanks for reading! :twilightsmile: And yep, that was basically it. I'm sure I could have made the transition between her mindsets a little more overt, but this was just an exercise in throwing together a short piece of fiction with no real planning or structure in place. Kinda just finding a starting point and seeing where it takes me. Hopefully the roughness didn't impact on any enjoyment from the story itself though!

I might take up your idea - thanks for sharing it! Honestly, though, I think it was just an idea I had to throw out some fluff just for those who have been kind enough to give me a follow. :heart:

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Hehe, well, if you do make more little shorts like this, I'd be happy to see them. This was heartwarmingly adorable.

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I'll definitely be writing more, no question. And thank you so much for the kind words. You're a star!

adoraBLE

i love the title 'sunday snuggles' it's so comfy and this was a wonderful thing to read while making my morning coffee

this part

Smolder returned her smile. "Sure, why not? We can tell them about the awesome day they missed."

And, just in case Ocellus had missed the point, she turned around and hugged her.

Smolder making it absolutely sure that Ocellus doesn't think she's being sarcastic? I love it.

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Eee, thank you kindly! I'm glad my brand of bugdragon fluff goes well with a morning coffee! :twilightsmile: I'm glad you enjoyed reading it.

And yeah, I've been quite taken with the idea of Smolder muting some of her snarkier temperament towards those she cares about. Standard character arc for someone like her, I guess, but it does hit all of the right notes for me.

Thanks again! Hope you've had (or are having) a pleasant Sunday!

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