Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
05.Feb.13, 06:24 AM
R’nd grew slightly nervous as B’jin gave him that look that said he was curious about the strange thing before him. He had clearly said something wrong and he was seconds away from getting yelled at or slapped, maybe both, before B’jin took to finding clothes to leave in. With his luck, R’nd suspected he’d be down another outfit. It was stupid of him to say anything that not only revealed something about himself in general but showed just how much of a bluerider he could be! Luckily, before he truly got rolling on the mental tirade against himself, B’jin voiced his confusion and it wasn’t at all remotely close to what R’nd thought it would be about. B’jin wasn’t worried about the fact that a flight victory was important to him but the wording of it?
“Yes… our win…” R’nd spoke slowly, cautiously, as he wasn’t sure exactly where he went wrong. He knew he wasn’t entirely himself during flight lust thanks to some helpful friends pointing out the determined and wild gleam in his eyes or the grin he could produce during the chase and even how he did view the victory and greenrider as a prize but he also knew he didn’t think that way typically and he had a reputation for being a great flight partner and not being excessively rough or demanding more after the fact. Oh, he remembered vividly how he asked B’jin to stay after their first flight and it had shocked the bluerider back into silence since he never did that and always let his partner leave when they wanted. It hadn’t been a desire to prove their places or anything like that; R’nd simply wanted to spend more time with the man he had a crush on and even idolized to some degree. Some good moments should never end and that had been one of them.
“You were there as well, right? It takes two to win and I’m not referring to Ayyonth and me.” R’nd suspected he wasn’t going to do a good job at explaining his thought process or how he viewed flight outcomes – especially since in the case of S’kef he believed the bastard cheated and those weren’t clean or true wins for either party member. Still, he tried though he did wince as he did so. He was silent long enough to run his free hand up and down B’jin’s arm, letting his fingers trail lazily over the warm skin before trying another approach that R’nd knew would give him back his bluerider cred. “Maybe on an arrogant level I think I’m the prize and someone wins by being with me? I dunno…”
R’nd couldn’t stop the frown that made itself known as his gaze lowered from B’jin’s face back to their entwined fingers. He was good at talking, he knew he was! He could remember talking circles around people or chatting casually with anyone! Yet this greenrider beside him made it so hard to express himself clearly. “…our win.” Maybe he was just a fool for thinking that way and a flight was anything more than a challenge amongst male dragons the riders were dragged along for. He may have slept with everyone over a certain age but R’nd still felt a connection with each person leading up to that moment and he supposed he tried to romanticise flights like a silly little girl.
“Anyway,” he quickly spoke again, tone forced to be a bit brighter to guide them away from his pout and confusion, “I’m sorry I pulled you away from the clutches of dream land so you could ask me a question and hear me babble. You should sleep, love. I’ll make sure nothing wakes you before you want to rise.” R’nd kissed the tip of B’jin’s nose and offered a soft smile.
“Yes… our win…” R’nd spoke slowly, cautiously, as he wasn’t sure exactly where he went wrong. He knew he wasn’t entirely himself during flight lust thanks to some helpful friends pointing out the determined and wild gleam in his eyes or the grin he could produce during the chase and even how he did view the victory and greenrider as a prize but he also knew he didn’t think that way typically and he had a reputation for being a great flight partner and not being excessively rough or demanding more after the fact. Oh, he remembered vividly how he asked B’jin to stay after their first flight and it had shocked the bluerider back into silence since he never did that and always let his partner leave when they wanted. It hadn’t been a desire to prove their places or anything like that; R’nd simply wanted to spend more time with the man he had a crush on and even idolized to some degree. Some good moments should never end and that had been one of them.
“You were there as well, right? It takes two to win and I’m not referring to Ayyonth and me.” R’nd suspected he wasn’t going to do a good job at explaining his thought process or how he viewed flight outcomes – especially since in the case of S’kef he believed the bastard cheated and those weren’t clean or true wins for either party member. Still, he tried though he did wince as he did so. He was silent long enough to run his free hand up and down B’jin’s arm, letting his fingers trail lazily over the warm skin before trying another approach that R’nd knew would give him back his bluerider cred. “Maybe on an arrogant level I think I’m the prize and someone wins by being with me? I dunno…”
R’nd couldn’t stop the frown that made itself known as his gaze lowered from B’jin’s face back to their entwined fingers. He was good at talking, he knew he was! He could remember talking circles around people or chatting casually with anyone! Yet this greenrider beside him made it so hard to express himself clearly. “…our win.” Maybe he was just a fool for thinking that way and a flight was anything more than a challenge amongst male dragons the riders were dragged along for. He may have slept with everyone over a certain age but R’nd still felt a connection with each person leading up to that moment and he supposed he tried to romanticise flights like a silly little girl.
“Anyway,” he quickly spoke again, tone forced to be a bit brighter to guide them away from his pout and confusion, “I’m sorry I pulled you away from the clutches of dream land so you could ask me a question and hear me babble. You should sleep, love. I’ll make sure nothing wakes you before you want to rise.” R’nd kissed the tip of B’jin’s nose and offered a soft smile.
