aldersprig: (Gremlin)
Written to Eseme's prompt to my new "WTF?" Prompt Call.  Dragons Next Door 'Verse, definition(s) at bottom. 

You heard things about this city, moving in.

People from nearby cities would whisper about the dragons and the ogres and other, darker creatures.

They’d talk about the pixies

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aldersprig: (GIRAFFE!)
Written to Anke's prompt. 


When you spend your time trying to learn as much as possible about the other people around you and working on finding the best in all of them - sometimes by viewing them by your cultural standards, sometimes by theirs, sometimes by some neutral third party - and then you find them using a kind of casual racism against creatures you think of as being the same as them, you tend to find yourself a little shocked or, if you are like me, a little stupefied.

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For TNG, Cap, and Tal, with all my love. 


The whole world whispering

Born at the right time…

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We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn
We laughed in the faces of kings, Never afraid to burn


Everything not mandatory is forbidden

The sun set quickly, as if it wanted to get out of the way.

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This story comes after  Hostage Situation, Ketchup, Salt, and Released.  Jin, Aud & Sage’s teenaged child, has dealt with a hostage situation in unique fashion. 🥞


Police Captain Iverny was not having a good day.

That was not true: Some parts of his day were very good.  The part where the monster in the bank had only managed to kill one person – that was wonderful.

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Don’t shoot me. Might be a beginning rather than a full story?


The pixies were freaking out.

In the days before enlightenment and society, when dragons had lived in caves, solitary or in groups of one or two, they had kept pixies captive to tell them when another dragon — or any of the Nearly Large races — was coming.

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This month’s Saturday repost theme is Summer Reading, one-shots and worlds we’ve not seen since.


He was, he admitted, a bit of a hoarder. He took things because they looked pretty, or because they were a shortcut to what he wanted to say.

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So, Hob prompted me this prompt from Reddit for his birthday, and… some time later, I actually finished it. I thought it was going to be Dragons Next Door, but I’m not sure it is.

It wasn’t as if Cary didn’t know that there were strange things in the world.

You saw it on the news sometimes, of course, dragons in the sky or someone really small turning bank thief.

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aldersprig: (LynConstruction)

“Fore!… Damnit! I don’t know what’s up with me today, Jim, I just can’t swing a damn stick!”

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Originally posted Aug. 10, 2011


I think it's fair that I thought Farnah was male.

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This week on What an Old House, we’re doing some exploratory demolition in our 1860’s farmhouse’s bathroom.


Now this bathroom has some interesting features right from the get-go. You can see from the photos that the entire bathroom was covered in these 50’s-era Masonite panels.

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aldersprig: (LynConstruction)

The “Junie Joins the Girl Scouts” pair of stories, published on October 18, 20011 & 2013.
There are words a mother never wants to hear. I’ve got a list of them; I keep it in a notebook which is otherwise filled with very boring accounting. I don’t want to give the kids ideas.
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Our garden has been loving the sun-rain-sun-rain cycle.

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Originally posted February 13, 2012. Part of the Aunt Family setting.
The bonfire had died down to embers by midnight. The children were asleep, the husbands and brothers drinking beer and playing poker, and the sisters-in-law settled off watching the children.
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Originally posted Oct. 28, 2011
Officially, the Sandborn Institute and Lady Cassidy’s Academy for Young Ladies did not have mixers. There was nothing the Black Tower wanted to hear from the Pumpkin, and nothing the Pumpkin wanted to say to the Tower.
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This is just a little story of summertime and beaches, because I wanted to.

At first, we all thought it was some asshole in a particularly good Godzilla costume.

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This is written to @medic‘s very enthusiastic “More, more!” to No Rest on This Beach

So there we were, eight-foot Godzilla-like thing on the beach smashing sandcastles and throwing around policemen, and I, at least, had been planning for a nice quiet weekend blending in with the locals and watching the myth of the supernatural from a nice safe place.

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The Tinies are creatures of the Dragons Next Door setting and are loosely based on my memories of the Borrowers books.
This was meant to be a short microfic - oops.


The Tinies had lived alongside humans as long as the humans had been living in houses, and, although they were a scattered and fragmented society, they had traditions and unwritten rules that they carried from home to home and community to community, mostly carried by the old, those past their adventuring days.

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I’m a bit behind on the next chapter of the Expectant Wood, so have a piece of history I wrote a while ago in the meantime.

The land was rising.

The people on the islands and the small nation of Aerax clung to whatever support they could find. The last magical explosions of the Roquelan Wars had been over for days. Nobody had expected another attack.

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I don’t even remember what I wrote this for, but it suits the theme of May.

They liked their god, and so they’d kept him. Around them, the world had crumbled to pieces, the new gods, creatures like him, warring against the self-appointed protectors of humanity. In their little fort on the hill, though, they’d been drunk, happy and content to stay that way. And every season, they’d paid homage to their new god, for all he gave them.

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aldersprig: an ancient-looking world map (map)
Dragons Next Door

As the title of this setting suggests, the Dragons Next Door world has Dragons.
It also has quite a few other magical sentient races: ogres, harpies, pixies, tinies, elkin, and centaurs, to name a few.

In addition, it has a deep and broad human population, very similar to the real world (it’s an Urban Fantasy setting, after all) and then dweomers, who are humans with magic, or at the very least humanoids with magic.

For a very long time, these races lived primarily separate lives with their own civilization. There were dragon nations and pixie towns and Centaur Isles and so on; the elkin had a remote mountain nation that spoke to no-one except the Tinies and the harpies, for instance.

The Tinies were the only exception to this rule: Tinies have always lived everywhere.
Only recently - since the 1930’s - have the races begun to actively mingle.

(I wonder if this matches the previous notes on Smokey Knoll. Shall have to check).

Portal Bound
The continent that Portal Bound takes place on has only one sentient race: humans.

On the other hand, because of the portals, there are two factors at hand here:

* what counts as human varies slightly from dimension to dimension, and so there are those that are very nearly elves or fairies or such (or Klingons or Romulans) in appearance
* because of the broad spread of the portals across the worlds in all these dimensions, the humans come in all ethnicities.

Sometimes, if a portal stays open for a particularly long time, a city will end up with a small enclave of people of a particular ethnicity and world-origin.
More often, however, people come singly, and thus they find a place and settle as they can, bringing their own traditions but integrating into the massive whole.
aldersprig: (Gremlin)
After Sturdy Walls

The Tinies had appointed an ambassador to come speak to Anne. Said ambassador had a beard nearly to his feet, was wearing a very sharp bottle-cap hat with trimmings of what looked like gold wire and the ribbon she’d misplaced, and had a quiet voice that nevertheless was somehow very hard to ignore.

“I am Yeg-Tren-Opar, and I am the elder of this family.” He sat down politely in the small cushion Anne provided - the lining from a jewelry box that had come with some familial present last year. “You present to us an interesting conundrum, and as you seem sensible, we thought we would share that conundrum with you in turn.”

“I’m willing to hear your conundrum,” she offered as formally as possible. She was talking to tiny people. Some part of her brain was squealing with that. Tiny. People. Who lived, it appeared, in the wall behind her kitchen.

“You are, as far as we can tell, a human.”
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This one peters out more than some of them today. I wasn’t sure where it wanted to go.

Anne Herrington had heard things about Smokey Knoll, of course, but the house was so cheap and it was such a nice house.

She didn’t ask too many questions of the old owners - a very nice couple with three kids, the youngest still in diapers - because it was clear that the two-bedroom house was too small for their growing needs. The tiny strip of city-style front lawn was a little overgrown, sure, and the back they’d let go wild to raspberry bushes and wild roses, four woody apple trees and a vigorous smattering of grapes, but Anne had quite the green thumb and was looking forward to the challenge. The house itself was solid, passed all inspections with flying colors, and came in ten grand under her budget.

And, yes, it was actually in Smokey Knoll, not adjacent as the realtor had tried to sell it, but so what? Smokey Knoll was supposed to be a beautiful place. Sure, the people were a little… strange, but Anne had grown up around strange people. She might be normal, but that said nothing for her parents’ friends, or her friends in school, or that brief phase of college experimentation…
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The meme is here: Give me the names of two characters and I will tell you why character A loves character B.

Here is [personal profile] sauergeek's first prompt.

Jin had been just old enough to be annoyed by this whole little-sibling thing when his mother had put Junie in his arms.

He hadn't instantly fallen in love with her. She was small and fragile and loud. He, at that point, had very little interest in things small and fragile and loud.

It was weeks later, when he found out that he could make very minor illusions and had to show them off to someone, that's when things changed.

His mother was brewing a tisane and couldn't be disturbed; his father was reading a large tome in the library and looked like disturbing him would not go well. He could wait for dinner - but Jin did not want to wait for dinner. (Patience was a hard- and late-earned skill for him.)

So he decided to show the new baby the illusion.

And she cooed. She reached out for it with her chubby little hands. She was thrilled. Jin felt amazing. This tiny little thing, this thing that cried all the time and nothing at all seemed to soothe her - she liked his illusions.

That cemented it. From that day on, Junie was Jin's first audience for every illusion, every spell (that was safe to her, of course; he kept the others to a room behind the garage where no-one else came), every cantrip.

And, eventually, Junie found out Jin's secrets, too.

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The meme is here: Give me the names of two characters and I will tell you why character A loves character B.

Here are [personal profile] rix_scaedu's and [personal profile] kelkyag's first prompts. Doug and Fridmar are from Addergoole; Cxaidin and Zizny from Dragons Next Door. To quote Zizny in an earlier piece:

"For a grown adult dragon, the pronoun is 'thez.'"

"Theza" is the possessive.

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This was originally posted in August of 2011 and follows Junie from the Dragons Next Door story, pictured above in a sketch by Meeks.


The Smiths had been living next door to us for several months before my daughter informed us, in that self-assured way of children everywhere, that we should stop calling them “Mister and Missus Smith,” that “Cxaidin and Zizny” was correct...

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aldersprig: (LynBack)

There were new Big People in the old Adaams House. They were loud, they were fun, and they were not all that good at the housekeeping in the corners. Oh, the main spaces were, Pol was sure, bright and shining, swept and polished. But the corners, the places behind the furniture, the vast caverns under the sofa and the end tables and so on, those were left to collect dust and crumbs, fur and spills — leftovers. ...

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aldersprig: (DragonBaby)

So, M.B. asked me if there were any places completely unaffected by magic, and, um, after two tries, this is what I've got.

It was, as such things go, a relatively ordinary day. The children had off of school, and I had agreed to take Junie downtown to the central library. They let you check out, among other things, statues, and Junie was fascinated with the abstract carving of a dragon around an egg. Since I would only allow her to check it out every second visit, she was eager to return the fluffy-bunny statue and replace it with her favorite....

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This month's Patreon theme is Dragons Next Door: The new neighbors have moved in next to Aud & Sage, and they're certainly interesting...

Smokey Knoll is an exciting place to live, but for Aud and Sage, their kids, and their neighbors the Smiths, it's just... life. Harpies, centaurs, and tiny people in the walls; kidnappers, magic-users, and strange poisons in black jars... Aud just wants to get through the latest parent-teacher meeting, and nevermind the mayor's latest problem.

I've started out by reposting the story that started it all, "Damn Dragons, Get Off My Lawn!"

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aldersprig: (DragonBaby)

After Hostage Situation, Ketchup, and Salt, for the Finish It! Bingo

There were too many things to do, and Sage and I were still frozen for a moment in indecision. Our child had passed out. Our child had just performed focus-less magic at a distance, using a TV as his scrying bowl. He had taken a hostage-taker hostage. He had sent an unregistered magic signature into the heart of a tense police stand-off.

He had saved the day.
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June 9, 2011: I was in the middle of 30 Days of Flash Fiction.

And I wrote two Dragons Next Door stories

My middle child was very persuasive.

I shouldn’t be surprised; she’s her father’s daughter as much as she’s mine. But she, the best and worst of both of us, was leaning every single bit of her not-inconsiderable inherited charm on me. Wheedling. Arguing. Bargaining...
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“I hope the noise isn’t bothering you.”

“Not at all. We were just curious; we’ve never seen a baby dragon before.”

“Oh! Well, come on in, the hatching is nearly over. Mind your step, little Cthannie is teething. Right through here…”

“You’ve done wonders with the place...”
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Someone else's Throwback: On that day, I also signal boosted [ profile] rix_scaedu's short piece Monsters - definitely worth a read
aldersprig: (Gremlin)
The ogres next door have moved out, but the new neighbors have a joyriding teen and a new infant whose cries can wake up the neighborhood. Sure, the wee little thing is adorable, but he belches fire when he’s colicky and needs asbestos diapers.

This series of short pieces follows the mostly-human family in their interactions with their magical neighbors.

Best Places to Start
Get Off My Lawn! (LJ Link)
Backpack Gremlins (LJ)

Resetting the Timeline
Beginning - a slightly different take (donor perk)

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[personal profile] meeks'sketch of Diapering Dragons (

[personal profile] meeks'sketch of Over the Wall (

[personal profile] anke's drawing of Aud & Sage

Icon of Baby Smith, Icon of Gremlin by [ profile] djinni
aldersprig: (Dragon Orange)
For Five-minute Map Friday tomorrow, I'm thinking of doing a quick map of Aud & Sage's part of Smokey Knoll

I KNOW I've identified harpies and pixies and centaurs nearby, but I can't FIND them.

What I have so far is:

the Brownies across the street.
Ogres (dragons) next door - cavern-and-castle system - waterfall

The neighborhood around it [Smokey Knoll], the Retibya Heights, is a, ah..."
"It's an affluent upper-class human neighborhood..."

the Brownies across the street....

"(The harpies)...Their great-grandchildren live down the block from me"
aldersprig: (Gremlin)
Never Try to Steal a Dweomer
Backpack Gremlins (LJ)
Hunting Junie I (LJ)
Hunting Junie II (LJ)
Hunting Junie III (LJ)
Red Covers (LJ)
Bounty (LJ)
Team D (LJ)
Victimization (LJ)

This runs to 3800 words.

There was a man - a human man, a bog-standard boring kidnapping human, normal and plain as they came - picking up an unconscious dweomer child, and Kelkathian and Azdekious were doing nothing at all to stop him.
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In response to this meme, I have posted sex-headcanons for the following characters:

Jimmy (Dragons Next Door)
Radar (Aunt Family)
aldersprig: (HalloweenAldersprig)

A Model Student of the Pumpkin

“Welcome, class. I hope you all read your homework, as we begin the serious studies today. Please be seated, tie your hair back, and put on your goggles.”

Geta had been at the Pumpkin - Lady Cassidy’s Academy for Young Ladies - for a week. It had been, she had to say, an educational week, even if she, as with most of the students attending, knew that the place was nothing like what it looked like, or even what its nickname suggested.

She tied her hair back very carefully.

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The Tinies of Ogre-House

This story runs concurrent to the very beginning of the Dragons Next Door Saga.

When the ogres moved out, 'Opi's parents and the rest of the older-people were relieved and worried all at once.

'Opi wasn't sure what to feel. The ogres had been loud and stinky, but their walls were very thick, and they had been very sloppy housekeepers, which meant they they left all sorts of interesting stuff lying around. The Tiny community living in the thick stone walls of Ogre-House was the envy of many a nearby clan - and, what was more, ogres were almost as good as humans for obliviousness, and they never, ever hired exterminators.

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The poll has spoken, and by an overwhelming majority, the theme for February is Dragons Next Door!

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When the ogres next door moved out, Audrey didn't know what to expect for her next neighbors. She never expected the Smiths to end up close friends, not only for her children, but for her.

The world Audrey and the Smiths live in bursts at the seams with magic, magic butting heads with ordinary, everyday, normal human life. Goblins and gremlins, centaurs and harpies, dragons and pixes - they all come together in Smokey Knoll.

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written to [ profile] kunama_wolf's prompt. DnD, new character.

In first grade, Aliany's classmates included a centaur, three pixies, a harpy, a wood-elf and five other human children. Their school stood at the border between Smokey Knoll, the magic district, and Alton Heights, a human neighborhood, and as such was an integrated classroom.

Aliany's parents hadn't been sure, but Aliany was thrilled by her classmates. She wore paper wings to class for a week after Ogarna, the harpy child, showed her how she flew. She turned a pair of her boots into hooves. She made clay tips for her ears. Her teachers, a dweomer-elf mix who could've passed as human, spoke to her parents, concerned.

Her parents just smiled. "There's nothing wrong with aspiring. Even if it's impossible, you learn something along the way," her father insisted.

Aliany's mother bought her a pair of costume pixie wings that year for Christmas, and a children's alchemy set. "There is magic even for humans," she assured Aliany, "and flight, and mystery."

In second grade, Aliany shared her class with a dragon, and her parents, with a cheerful sigh, began building a fireproof rec room in the basement.

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written to [ profile] kelkyag's prompt here. Prequel to the Dragons Next Door stuff.

"Well, what do you think?" Cxaidin looped slowly above the neighborhood, taking care to stay very high up in the air - above the range of everything but surface-to-air missiles. "It's a bit crowded, yes, but I hear they're very nice."

"Humans being very nice is a bit like a volcano being very nice, isn't it?" Cxaidin's mate, Zizny, flew just above, peering down at the little neighborhood. "Is that a centaur herd I spy?"

"There are pixies and tinies as well." Cxaidin let the currents drift its body lower. "And goblins."

"There are tinies and goblins everywhere, dear. But pixies? Really?" Zizny moved closer to Cxaidin. "And I see harpies. Living that close to humans?"

"Smokey Knoll is special, so they tell me. And we've wanted the children to get used to humans."

"It's get used to them or get rid of them all." Zizny snorted smoke. "So I suppose, yes. We could hatch an egg there, live there for a while. And that castle down there, that looks perfect. Do we conquer it?"

"Close, dear. I've offered to buy out the family currently living there. Ogres, and they think the neighbors smell funny."

"Ogres think everything smells funny. Well, I suppose." With two mighty flaps, Zizny gained more air. "As long as nobody shoots at us. I really dislike it when they do that."
aldersprig: (Dragon Orange)
The Meme Master Post

D is for Dragons, with gold for a bed

You know, I don't remember being a dragons sort of girl. The winged-cat-people people don't have dragons. Most of my early fantasy doesn't have dragons. Elves, yes, horses, lots. Not so many dragons.

Addergoole got dragons on a whim. After all, Aelfgar needed something big to be fighting! (Actually, I think the parent story of Addergoole, Whisky Lullaby, first introduced the dragons. The same concept, though: so'jers have been fighting dragons as long as the faerie apoc 'verse has existed.) Dragons Next Door was born as a 15-minute fiction prompt: "obnoxious dragons." (here).

More than that: I came late to Pern, and read very little other fantasy involving dragons. I've enjoyed dragon movies, mostly for their spectacular effects, even when everything else in the movie (*cough* "The D&D Movie") sucked. But dragons... dragons for me are more common as a metaphor.

I went through a period where my favorite phrase was "sometimes the maiden is safer with the dragon." I was playing - in a LARP (Changeling: the Dreaming) - a satyr seer paired with a redcap (in that setting, the most violent of the "acceptable" "non-monster" fae). There were times when someone tried to convince my little satyr she was safer with the "good guys" - that's where the concept came from. Dragons are the honest monsters, the safe ones. You know where you stand with something fifty feet long with scales and claws. Safer, maybe, then a would-be-white-knight.

...I should write that story sometime. I wonder what I'd do with it now, a decade later.

I think my favorite dragons story I've actually gotten to read would be the Dragon Librarian story [ profile] eseme was writing many years ago. And this may be my favorite dragon art, by M.C.A. Hogarth.

Dragons ho!
aldersprig: (Dragon Orange)
A Meeting and an Education, the story of Zizny & Cxaidin meeting, has been posted on Patreon, free for everyone to read.

The hunters had been trying the mountain again and so sentries were being posted. Zizny was young and junior and so had pulled more than a fair share of sentry duty, but tek found that it was not so burdensome as all that. For one, tek generally got to spend most of the day lounging in the sun, watching the birds fly by. For another, tek occasionally got a chance to meet interesting beings.

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aldersprig: (Gremlin)
I'd gotten used to my children bringing home friends by the time Jin was in high school. Junie was a little socialite, even in kindergarten, but Jin - Jin was a one-child rescue wagon. He brought home stray dogs, stray erbiss, lost pixies - his entire 7th grade year had been devoted to creating an elaborate dollhouse for a family of Tinies...

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I had so much fun writing the four world/character/storybuilding stories yesterday that I want to do more! :-)

But I'm still really busy with Sekret Projeckt. :-(

So! No promises I'll get to any of these, much less all of them, but here goes:

For Addergoole/Doomsday/FaeApoc, Dragons Next Door, or Reiassan/Edally, ask me any world/character building question that can be answered in fiction form.

For example: How did Akatil end up at Addergoole (I've already answered that one, short form), Where did Aud go to school? (another one already answered ;-)... I think you get the idea.
aldersprig: (DragonBaby)
This is an answer to [personal profile] kelkyag's question asked here for International Women's Day: "What does Junie want to do when she grows up? (At any value of 'now' you feel like writing about.)"

Junie as a child is very torn about what she wants to be when she grows up. She sometimes wants to be a ballerina, sometimes an ambassador to one of the far-flung nonhuman settlements. Sometimes she wants to do her mother's job, and act as a cultural translator; sometimes she wants to be a wizard like her father (and like her brother). For a week, she wanted to be a dragon, until she realized that was not biologically possible. As of "now," being the kidnapping-Junie storyline, she wants to be a lawyer and an FBI agent.
aldersprig: (DragonBaby)
As the title said, this came out more as a teaser than a story.

But I can always be enticed to write more! (Commission, sweet-talking, reviews...)

I asked for Non-Addergoole Prompts here; this is to [personal profile] clare_dragonfly's question and [personal profile] anke's request.

Dragons Next Door has a landing page here.

"I see you are participating in the annual sacrifice of a tree." Zizny puffed smoke at me over the wall between our properties.

It might have been unusual to some to have a dragon talking over the fence at one, as it were, but after the last neighbors - the ogres - I was more than willing to take the far-more-polite and far-less-smelly Smiths.

But I confess, as used to Zizny and thez* ways as I was, I still stiffened. "We don't use dryad trees." It had been done, once upon a time, sometimes by the ignorant and sometimes by the cruel. But this pine tree had never been anything but a pine tree. "We're not really... Christian, hard to be. But with Junie's friends, it's easier to just celebrate the holiday..."

The dragon next door puffed another harmless steam-cloud at me. "You are, I believe, under a great deal of stress right now."

"I..." I realized Zizny was, in a draconic manner, laughing at me. "Yeah. Yes, I have been. You were teasing me. I admit, I did not know that dragons teased."

"You are very clever about races not your own, Audrey. But you do not know everything." Zizny dropped-jaw in a way I had learned was the draconic version of a human smile.

I smiled back, cautiously. "Well, then. What do dragons do for the winter holidays?"

aldersprig: (DragonBaby)
To [personal profile] kelkyag's prompt to my other bingo call.

This fills the square "Biting the Foot," and references the dragons' pet Tay-tay, described here

Some people's neighbors had dogs.

Some people had people for neighbors, or at least humans.

Carl didn't know why his wife had insisted on moving to Smokey Knoll, or why they'd bought the house across from the dragons (except that the only other humans lived nearby), but he knew that the dragons had a pet, an erbiss, a blue-green dog-lizard thing.

And the erbiss had grabbed on to the foot of Carl's friend Don, and would not let go or be removed.

And the damn human neighbors were laughing.

"They can sense malice, you know."

Some people had human neighbors.
aldersprig: (Gremlin)
[personal profile] piratekitten has declared February world-building month.

Every day in February, I will answer one question about any one of my settings.

The question post is here, please feel free to add more questions!

The twentieth question comes from [ profile] kelkyag and is for Dragons Next Door

How did a magic-ignorant to magic-averse race of technology users wind up the clueless dominant race in a world full of magic, some of it not at all subtle?

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[personal profile] piratekitten has declared February world-building month.

Every day in February, I will answer one question about any one of my settings.

The question post is here, please feel free to add more questions!

The eighth question comes from [ profile] kelkyag and is for Dragons Next Door

How do dweomers originate?

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aldersprig: (DragonBaby)
To [ profile] kelkyag's prompt to my January card for [community profile] origfic_bingo.

This fills the "friendship" square.

It comes after Hands-on Knowledge.

Jin leaned against the bleachers in gym class, and listened to his human friends fail to understand.

“You introduced her to your folks, right? You did the whole prom thing, you've gone on dates... you've got all the hard stuff out of the way.” Toby had been with his girlfriend, Vanessa, for over a year; he at least thought he knew what he was talking about.

“Until Valentine's Day.” Geordi had gone through seven girlfriends in six months. “Or her birthday. Or, god forbid, Christmas. But it's April. You're golden, unless her birthday's in May.”

“Seriously.” Toby caught a ball tossed their way - they were supposed to be playing dodge-ball - and shook his head at Jin. “Unless this is oogy boogy stuff?”
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