Mar. 19th, 2017

smaugthegolden: (🔥 riddles)
[personal profile] smaugthegolden
{He uncurls lazily, molten gold eyes cracking open to reveal the fire within.}

Are my wishes so complex that you cannot understand them? I thank you for returning my treasure to me - it smells even more of Dwarves and a Hobbit too - but I will thank you for naught else and I will not grant you any favors.

{His smirk is positively wicked.}

Did you think I was generous? Clearly you do not know Dragons.
the_delinquent: (Default)
[personal profile] the_delinquent
Hey, princess, I can see why you're considering all of me. What's not to consider? But I will not cooperate. I do my own thing. Testdrive? Testing is for losers, you get behind the Duncan-wheel, we go at my speed. None of this testing the waters to see if you like me.

You in or you're out. Explosions, knives, poisonous spiders, psychotic tendencies, and my appreciation for women who could kill me and all.

Get on with it!
avaldez: (Default)
[personal profile] avaldez
I don't think this is working out for either of us. As much as I'd love for there to be something here and to tell him how I really feel? Maybe you should just add me to your pile of muses.
eatdavesbabies: Found at smuppeteering (Fuck is all this)
[personal profile] eatdavesbabies
Alright. So I think there's something you're not getting.

Wishes aren't something Striders make. We pull off miracles our own damn selves. We have fucking shelves dedicated to them. We want riches we don't get on our hands and knees and pray, we go to the back room and break that shit out of the little tupperware containers we have them in.

....Dave's fine. He's a big boy now.

Dude can take care of himself.