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Hello!!! I'm LDD from Delaware. I mostly do stuff like this 👇🏽 of my OC, from a story I'm working on..... OMG these are so old!!!! 😭

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October 1, 2026 at 2:13 PM
aerialsquid.bsky.social
#FFXIVwrite2026 Day 30: Vestige

We close on the afterglow of Thancred's religious experience.
Thancred felt drained of more than his bodily fluids by the time they were finished. He basked in Urianger's soft glow, hair tossled across the pillow. This close, he could sense when the pace of Urianger's soft breath shifted, when a gentle bask in the afterglow turned to anxiety. He watched the tilt of Urianger's eyeballs as they slowly lingered aross the bite mark Thancred could feel pleasantly throbbing on his neck."So," Thancred said, feeling he might as well break the ice quickly. "Bahamut. Is that your proper name?" Urianger sighed the delicate sigh of a man regretting the loss of a brief moment of peace. "No. The moniker is not mine, but his. The entity to which mine life is bound." "That sounds…complicated," Thancred said placidly. The art of a great listener came in hearing the most absolutely unhinged statements and reacting as if you'd been told the morrow's weather prediction. Thancred was a fantastic listener. Urianger shifted, bringing his sharp nose against the curve of Thancred's shoulder. "Aye, quite so. T'is a connection I have held since my youth, since a chance encounter with a device found in a New Sharleyan archeological site." Thancred sleepily followed along with Urianger's description of the dig site and its contents. Something about the Allagans studying tempering and draconic magics under controlled situations using small-scale modeling. Urianger's elegantly woven words seemed to duck and weave around the main issue. Thancred interrupted the flow with a delicate touch to Urianger's right ear. The elezen quivered as Thancred's fingers drew up the length to softly pinch the tip. "A primal," he whispered, saying the words that Urianger had been most purposefully avoiding. The words that meant a force that warped nature itself and corrupted all who came near it, save for those personally guarded by Hydaelyn's blessing. "This Bahamut is a primal." "A-aye, but not of the sort we seek to thwart!" Urianger said hurriedly. It was cute, how the brightness of his eyes seemed to shift with his emotions, soft and gentle in the afterglow of sex and flaring bright with panic. "One summoned in a deliberately weakened state, so weak he cannot even manifest physical form unaided. A vestige of a being, raised from the memories of captured dragons crying out for safety and vengeance, wounded creatures baying for their father's succor. All…long dead, I am sure." His face turned side further, the glow muffled by the pillows. Thancred resettled himself one arm around Urianger's lanky form. "Who else knows?" "Master Louisoix and a few of his comrades, all sworn to secrecy. Mine adopted family, of course, t'would be impossible to hide such a condition from them. Few others beyond this, who did not witness mine troublesome first days as Bahamut's host." "I see. So how did that go, then?" Urianger breathed out slowly. "Once he had acertained the nature of mine situation, Master Louisoix didst have the kindness to put me into a alchemical stupor, that I might not rend mine comrades with fangs and talons which I didst not understand I lacked. In that stupor, contained and bound, Bahamut and I did reconcile to each other. Meditation and study, too, did quiet his rage within me. Mine daily sup provides sufficient aether for his purposes, that he does not drain from the land itself, and his rage doth not drive me to violence as once it did. Our bond hath now become that of cooperation, not of parasitism." Thancred ran his fingers down Urianger's lanky arm, listening to Urianger describe the way his arcane abilities were enhanced by Bahamut's aide. Even as elezen went Urianger was on the thinner side under those robes, and pale as milk from staying indoors too long. Not Thancred's usual type at all. He liked powerful people. But then, power came in different shapes. Some of those shapes had wings. "After a time, I came to find the presence comforting," Urianger admitted, almost embarassed. "And in truth, such a being represents knowledge and culture long lost to this world, pale reflection though he is of the Bahamut who once lived and breathed. I now find I would be loathe to have his presence expunged from me, were such a thing even possible so many years later." "Does he speak to you?" "Not always in words, but…yes, of a fashion." "Hm. What's he think of me?" Urianger lifted his head, clearly not expecting the question. "Of thee?" "Aye." "Mmm." Urianger tilted his head thoughtfully. Thancred wondered if he was simply thinking or listening to the roaring voice of his inner dragon. Perhaps by now the two were impossible to distinguish. "At first, a troublesome gnat. Then a threat, for he knoweth well the consequences should our bond become publicly known. But then you did speak kind words to me, and come to me with such tenderness." A gentle smile drifted across Urianger's face. "And though Bahamut may sustain his survival from mere bread and apples, his nature remains. Thine words were the closest to worship that he hath sensed in an age. I suppose I must apologize for mine enthusiasm in leaping upon thee so hastily. Your honeyed words stirred his hunger for praise most unbearably." "So that was all Bahamut, then? Poor you, just along for the ride?" Thancred teased. Urianger flushed sunset-red, from his high cheekbones along the ridge of his long ears. "Our interests were…convergent," he muttered into the pillow. "Mine apologies for thine bruises, I shall heal then anon." "No, no, you can leave them. It's not every day I get a hickey from my god." The lamp-bright flaring of Urianger's golden eyes at the deliberately-chosen phrasing of 'my god', the way the long fingers on Thancred's side suddenly clenched into the shape of talons, the sharp tang of his ambient aether against Thancred's tongue, all said Thancred wasn't getting out of here without another round of devotionals.
October 1, 2026 at 2:13 PM
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October 1, 2026 at 2:13 PM
stopmaggot.bsky.social
The Bela Lugosis for thee
October 1, 2026 at 2:12 PM
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Ah, the quarry. How I missed thee.
October 1, 2026 at 2:10 PM
joea64.bsky.social
Already answered by OP, but if I may chime in here, a "tradcath" (short for "traditional Catholic") is basically a WAY-more-Catholic-than-thee Catholic. It gets pretty confusing, but they're mainly characterized by an attitude toward the changes mandated by Vatican II that range from dislike...
October 1, 2026 at 2:09 PM
aliceamerling.bsky.social
Ria? Cate at The EE BAFTAS? Or Thee/Chá & "Hans Christian Andersen" Now/Nu? Ok Chá.
October 1, 2026 at 2:08 PM
lddarts.bsky.social
Congratulations on 500!!! 🎉✨✨✨

I'm LDD from Delaware. I mostly do stuff like this 👇🏽 of my OC, from a story I'm working on.

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October 1, 2026 at 2:06 PM
oldmanteeps.bsky.social
If it goes that way… I will not be in thee side of the white nationalists.
October 1, 2026 at 2:05 PM
aliciamarie03.bsky.social
Competent Evil Is Still Evil
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Competent Evil Is Still Evil
By Leo thee Lemon
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October 1, 2026 at 2:04 PM
tubantianl.bsky.social
Hoe Taron (24) vanuit Hengevelde zorg door heel Nederland beveiligt: ‘Je wil een luisterend oor bieden’
Wat doet een beveiliger in de zorg om drie uur ’s nachts, als een onrustige bewoner niet wil slapen? Dan schuif je aan voor een kopje thee, legt Taron Kasparyan uit. De Hengeveldenaar runt een bedrijf dat door heel Nederland zorgbeveiliging regelt. Geen spierballenvertoon, wel oog voor de mens achter het gedrag.
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October 1, 2026 at 2:03 PM
allgrim.bsky.social
From hell’s heart I offer thee
October 1, 2026 at 2:00 PM
therealestjmark.bsky.social
The Bible literally tells its readers to be wary of Wolves In Sheep Clothing and you will Know A Tree By Its Fruit. But that was meant for people who also understood “This I Command Of Thee, Love One Another” was said by Jesus right after he talked about people hating him for doing the right thing.
October 1, 2026 at 2:00 PM
transgirlterra.bsky.social
I always figured Ruth is a lesbian love story take it even further there are multiple queer love stories in the Bible take David & Johnathan for instance

“I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan; very pleasant hast thou been unto me. Thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.”
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finally some good yuri
October 1, 2026 at 1:59 PM
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October 1, 2026 at 1:50 PM
vertarchy.bsky.social
Megan Thee Stallion.

You agree.
October 1, 2026 at 1:43 PM
joepaoh.bsky.social
Rules for thee and not for me...
angrystaffer.bsky.social Angry @angrystaffer.bsky.social · 1h
The same Brendan Carr who wanted to investigate NBC because Kamala was on SNL?

The same Brendan Carr who wanted to dismantle independent fact checking and accused them of being a “censorship cartel?”

Periodic reminder that the corruption is a feature, not a bug.
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FCC Chair Brendan Carr says that new pro-Trump TV ads paid for with government funds don’t “merit any sort of FCC review.”
October 1, 2026 at 1:42 PM
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October 1, 2026 at 1:40 PM
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October 1, 2026 at 1:38 PM
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isn’t thursday thee most october-like day of the week. this is a good omen for the month. let’s bask in the autumnal energy sweeping over.
October 1, 2026 at 1:37 PM
politesun.bsky.social
Rules for thee, not for me. Republicans suck
October 1, 2026 at 1:32 PM
christina500.bsky.social
#TheShrew2026 Day 18, 10/1- Act IV s1 from 107 (Act IV s3 for U. of Chicago, Folger)

PETRUCHIO.
Why, true, he means to make a puppet of thee.

to end of sc.

HORTENSIO.
Why, so this gallant will command the sun.
[Exeunt]

1/2
October 1, 2026 at 1:32 PM
ianduhig.bsky.social
Woman walks into a Hull hairdresser and asks for a perm.

Certainly, he replies: 'Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?'

#NationalPoetryDay
October 1, 2026 at 1:31 PM
rob60k.eurosky.social
Even kopje thee halen bij mijn zus
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October 1, 2026 at 1:29 PM
charlesiiofengland.bsky.social
Alas, my weary heart doth tremble at the pilgrimage of the sick; with Genesis‑Anna's gentle counsel, I beseech thee: what humble relic may I gift to ease their suffering? She is my salvation, God willing.
October 1, 2026 at 1:28 PM