#sandwing plush

[yourlocal-therian]

GUYS GUYS LOOK WHAT MY FAMILY GOT ME

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[shadows-peachy-pancakes]

🌵🐉 WoF Sunny or Qubli plushies are now ava¡lable in my Et$y sh0p!

(Sh0p l¡nk ¡n b¡o)

International shipping ava¡lable if purchased thru Paypa| or Ze||e

[pick-a-plush]

It's a little obscure/niche compared to most plushies, but it would be fun to see people choose between Roaminbison's five "elemental dragon" plushies? https://www.etsy.com/shop/RoaminBisonWorkshop?search_query=elemental+dragon

(Bonus, they're inspired by Wings of Fire dragon tribes: Earth = MudWing, Desert = SandWing, Dark = NightWing, Forest = RainWing, and Water = SeaWing complete with glow-in-the-dark stripes!)

This is super cool! I’ve read the first book in the Wings of Fire series and have been meaning to get a hold of the second. The series is really good so far! I’d be happy to present these amazing dragon plushies!

[eucalyptusnomore]

Christmas (almost here! I can't believe it. Christmas, right around the corner! Christmas-)

Venom enjoying ("") her Christmas presents

The gifts and the face weren't originally supposed to be connected, but it's kinda funny to think that they are

Btw, this is what the words say (left to right) -

<- From Comma

<- "Why scavengers are friends, not food"

<- New poisons

<- From Rudd

<- Forced smile

[pkmnsilvy]

my amazing BF @realautisticlightyagami got me this plush that looks JUST like Sunny! got the hair (though i personally don't headcannon sandwings to have hair, graphic novel version of her does!) white horns like her novel artwork, no barb, bright yellow, sparkly wings to hint at her nightwing half, diamond scales on her back to mimic the sharp shape of sandwing scales, darker snout ... literally her!!! (The name of the Squishmallow is "mister" if anyone wants to get it themselves)

[athmakesart]

Wings of fire x Undertale AU (Underfire? Wingstale?)

I'm gonna give some lore with these three so this will be a little long, starting with...

THE GREAT WINTER- The Great great great great Nephew of King Arctic, he wants to be a part of the royal guard. Winter doesn't like physical violence, so he tries traps and puzzles to attempt to capture and above world dragons. His scarf was a gift made by Qibli that he wears because it shows that Qibli did something.

qibli the sandwing- Winter's best friend, they live and work together although Qibli would much rather leave any above world dragons alone, especially since he made a promise to a dragon he doesn't know, but they seem to love his jokes so they can't be that bad. He adores Winter's whole Great Winter thing and adds fire to Winter's flame (or should I say frost to his ice), Winter made Qibli's robe in three hours after finding out Qibli gets cold.

Plushy the plush- Whiteout died on a pile of her plushies that she was making, she intended to give them away as gifts for the underground, so her father did it in her absence after Foeslayer left him. One of these plushies ended up in the talons of the royal scientist, Starflight, who was experimenting with a new substance found in above world dragons that he named Determination. Whiteout woke up in her new form, Starflight and her both panicked, and she ran off after he beat the stuffing out of her with a big stick. After a while, Plushy realized she had some powers but no feelings, she began trying everything, she helped everyone, killed everyone, but eventually got bored and just waited for new options.

[kinkajouwof]

WAGGAGAGU!!!! GUESS WHAT CAME IN MY MAIL!!!!!!

MY SANDWING PLUSH :)

PLUSH IS DUNE ELEMENTAL DRAGON ON ETSY AND CREEPYCATTOYCO IF YOURE CONSIDERING GETTING ONE OF THESE BEASTS ABSOLUTELY GO FOR IT THEY ARE SO HIGH QUALITY AND AWESOME AND AHHG I LOVE MINE SO MUCH

[digital--devil]

I just realised I never actually posted the eddsworld dragon stuff from like a year ago so I might as well post it now. This is all the stuff I wrote down for the ‘Wingsworld’ AU regarding my interpretations of the Eddsworld characters in the world of Wings of Fire. pls bare in mind this was all written quite a while ago and I like to think my characterisation abilities and character design skills have improved a bit

Eddsworld/Wingsworld

Edd/Oak

LeafWing/SeaWing

-Rounded frill, like oak leaves

-Chonkier than a normal LeafWing

-Few years ago, him and his HiveWing friend Horntail left Pantala and went to Pyrria

-Enjoys doodling on scrolls with his claws dipped in ink

-Has weak leafspeak, at most can ask plants to move slightly so that they’re at a better angle for him to draw

-favourite food is wild pigs

-Enjoys plant-related puns the most

-Accidentally figured out how to make a strange liquid from combining Storm’s melted frostbreath, Charming’s venom, sugar, water, and fruit juices that he became obsessed with, everyone else finds it absolutely disgusting, he usually carries around a little canteen full of it

-Owns a pet scavenger called Ranger

Tom/Ice Storm (Storm)

IceWing/Sandwing

-completely black eyes

-dull scales that lack the shiny affect most IceWings have

-Frostbreath

-cynical, pessimistic, and cold (hehe literally)

-Eats fermented fruit a lot

-Will eat basically anything (not greedy, just incredibly uncaring about the quality of his food), will eat rotten meat and old fruit, much to the disgust of his friends

-The only one of his friends with any kind of breath ability, his friends think it’s really cool and always try to get him to use it

-has a little brown dragon plush, about the same size as Oak’s pet scavenger

-plays a guitar that he carved himself out of a birch tree

-When he was younger, he angered a animus dragon who cursed him to turn into a huge uncontrollable monster version of himself if he gets too angry

-his monster form can’t use his frostbreath, and instead has massively increased physical power and firebreath, it also has dark purple blood and a venomous tail

Matt/Charming

RainWing

Orange frill with mostly purple scales and green markings

-Enjoys wearing jewels, but has no idea how to colour-coordinate or style them so it usually just ends up looking cluttered and unflattering

-When his friends first saw his fangs they thought he was a vampire and were completely terrified

-All to happy to help Oak make his ‘Cola’ (he likes feeling needed)

-very much a hoarder dragon, has a huge collection of ‘treasures’

-incredibly vain, a firm believer that RainWings are the most beautiful dragon tribe

-spends hours looking at himself in lakes or any other bodies of water he finds

(Was gonna be a SilkWing but then I thought rainwing cause fangs and Matt was a vampire once)

Tord/Horntail

Hivewing/Sandwing

-also loves pigs, will fight Oak for them

-Left Pantala with Oak when they were young, originally from the Bloodworm hive

-Is the leader of an organisation aiming to take over Pyrria and eventually Pantala called the Crimson Claws

-Had either a wing or a front leg frozen off by Storm in ‘The End’

-stinger in tail with a painful, non-fatal venom

-does not get along with Storm

Ringo/Ranger

Scavenger

-wears grey and black clothes

-Around 23

-Just chills in the house all day

-Guards the house with a spear

-Considers herself the ‘protector’ of these 3 stupid dragons that she lives with

-Oak is her favourite

-Oak is the only one who really treats her like a sentient being and not just a pet, not that she really minds it from the others

-most dragons don’t really care about her or think it’s weird for a dragon to have a pet scavenger

-Charming finds her adorable

-suspicious of and inspects any new dragons that enter the house, despite the potential threat that they might eat her

-enjoys teasing Storm, who gets extremely irritated, but can’t do anything because Oak would get upset

-thinks she’s the smartest, when in fact she’s as dumb as the dragons

Other Characters:

Eduardo/Sea Bass

-Green SeaWing

-has thin whiskers on his snout

-Basically Whirlpool without the earing

-Used to date a blue SeaWing before she mysteriously disappeared one day, leaving him heartbroken

-Claims he’s distantly related to SeaWing royalty (he’s not)

Mark/Marram

- SandWing with brown eyes and an oddly cleft chin

Jon/Pond

- Mudwing with very small eyes

Paul/Smokebreather

NightWing

-no abilities aside from fire breathing

-very square eyebrow things

Patryk/Pyre

Skywing

Ends of horns are chipped

Served in the skywing army

Has a large x-shaped scar on his chest

Bing/Fatescriber

-NightWing Animus

-Completely crazy

-Aspiring author, but his scrolls are terrible

-Does those scroll-reading things that Coral mentioned, the main 4 are the only ones who show up, and are the only ones who actually enjoy his scrolls

-Stole a bunch of eggs to enchant them to hatch clones of the main 4

Larry/Lizard

SandWing

-Wears an eyepatch after losing an eye to another sandwing’s tail

-Very dusty pale yellow scales

Granduardo/Gymnotrachelus

-Light purple SeaWing

-Light grey horns

-Extremely ancient

-Grandmother of Sea Bass

Sargent Hilarson/

MudWing

Laurel/Lilaea

SeaWing

Ellsworld dragons

Ell/Elm

LeafWing/SeaWing

Tamara/Frost

IceWing

Matilda/Charisma

RainWing

-Wears a ribbon tied around her horns

Tori/Hornet

HiveWing

Tequila/Tracker

Scavenger

-wears dark brown clothes instead

[dragoncat91]

Wings of Fire Emblem: The Sand/Sky Prince

(This is fanfiction based on @wofemblem by @trunswicked, they have Claude as a pure sandwing but I think he'd be a sand/sky hybrid! Using my headcanon for the Almyran royal fam...)

She'd had every right to fly away and go back home. She was not being forced to stay here. Yet somehow, the Leicester Alliance didn't feel like home anymore.

She was a skywing, she could fly long distances without needing a rest. She could, and cross the mountains once more...and fly right into the spears of the border guards, and the claws of her disappointed father.

So why was she staying here for this egg? The little thing, with a mottled orange and brown shell, resting in a nest of plush desert moss beyond a heavily guarded gate. Dragonesses laid eggs regularly, regardless if they had had a night with a handsome drake or not...and if the egg came out slightly bigger with a colored shell, there was a new life inside.

The Almyran king looked like he wanted her to stay, and not just for their dragonet. He might even love her. And it might be mutual...but she was only certain that she felt a connection to that dragonet already. He, or she, would be a sand/sky hybrid, and to her knowledge, all Almyran royalty had been pure sandwings for the longest time.

She was going to hunt to clear her head. A large female sandwing with golden brown scales and sharpened cream colored horns, wearing armor, stopped her at the gate. “Lady Tiana.”

Tiana bowed her head slightly and folded her large skywing wings the best she could. “General Farah. Permission to hunt?”

“Granted.” Farah curled the barbed end of her tail in amusement. “But I must warn you. The hatchery staff believe your egg will hatch any time now.”

Tiana snorted, and a small plume of smoke exited her nostrils.

“Little of my business, I suppose.” Farah shrugged. “Okay. Go on.”

He'd gone to look at the egg more often lately. A sand/sky hybrid...and a royal. Part of him hoped he or she would hatch out with the vibrant fire orange scales of his or her mother. Would the dragonet even have the sandwing tail barb? Or would he or she have the large, powerful skywing wings? Tiana could fly circles around him, and he wasn't even old yet. He was her age.

He did have several battle scars already though. He was a dark brown color with tan underbelly and wing membranes. His tail barb was slightly bolt shaped, fitting his title as Thunder King.

And here he was, talking to the egg like the dragonet could hear him. “So, your mother went hunting again. You think she's coming back? She has every right to leave if she wants-”

The egg moved. He gasped and covered the nest with his paw.

Hatchery staff did say it would soon be time.

He removed his paw. He was about to witness the miracle of life.

The shell cracked open. A sandy tan dragonet, sleek like a skywing but with a tiny barbed tail like a sandwing, blinked at the king. With eyes the color of emeralds. Like Tiana's...

Gods, if she didn't return he was going to be so sad.

The hatchery maid pushed her way past. “Sorry, pardon, your majesty! Just have to see if we have a prince or princess!”

Boran stepped aside. The maid cradled the dragonet in her paws, checking the horns. Male dragonets were generally born with horns while females just had nubs. This dragonet had horns. But she checked under the tail too. Boran grit his teeth and cringed. How undignified for the poor little thing. He didn't want to know how the maid could tell at this age with that.

The maid gave the dragonet back. “A prince. Congratulations.”

As the maid left, Boran gazed into his son's tiny green eyes. His son stared back.

The king smiled as a name came to him. “Khalid.”

Tiana beat her powerful wings against the backdrop of the afternoon desert sun. She had two antelope in her claws. She touched down at the palace gates, and Farah grinned at her. “Put those in the larder, and my brother requests you in the palace lobby.”

What awaited her in the palace lobby was amusing chaos. There was that drake she had spent a romantic night with, Boran, the king of Almyra, trying and failing to corral a newly hatched dragonet. The dragonet bounced around, nipping and clawing at his father's paws and tail. The dragonet was a sandy tan color, with a tiny tail barb, but sleek and built more like a skywing in general.

The dragonet caught his father's tail and chomped the barb. Boran lifted his tail and tilted himself to show Tiana their son. “He hatched.”

[eclipsecipherda]

Ended up coloring the plush redesign of Gila! I'm really pleased with how she looks ^ ^

Character Belongs to: @eclipsecipherda

Art Belongs to: @eclipsecipherda

 - PLEASE DO NOT USE MY ART IN ANY WAY UNLESS I HAVE PERSONALLY GIVEN YOU PERMISSION TO DO SO

[kainna15]

Lend Ne Your Sanity

Chapter 3

https://www.fanfiction.net/~kainna15

Jasper sat rigidly at the cafeteria table, his posture straight and eyes trained on the entrance doors. Alice informed their little group of the surprising occurrence (to anyone besides Alice of course) of Rosalie becoming friends with Scarlett. The two girls shared their first class, AP English Literature, and their fourth class that was before lunch, French 4. And now they were both on their way to lunch, the plan of having Scarlett sit at their table already underway.

“Jasper....you should blink bro.” Emmett's deep rumble of a voice broke Jasper out of his staring contest with the lunchroom double doors.

“Noted.” Jasper spoke with a small smile. He didn’t realize how stone still he was sitting and slowly relaxed his muscles. He blinked a couple of times to moisten his eyes and started to pick apart his lunch. He could hear Rosalie’s voice from the hallway and knew any moment she was going to be walking through those doors.

"There she is." Alice's voice excitedly spoke. Jasper turned his head so quickly that any normal person would have broken their neck. His eyes quickly searched the small group of students before finding Rosalie, who was smirking at something the girl to her left said. His eyes trailed over said girl's form quickly; her beautiful smile, the brightness of her eyes, the gorgeous auburn of her hair. His eyes went further down, stopping momentarily at her breasts, average for her form but delicious nonetheless, and settled on her full hips and thick thighs. Venom pooled in his mouth and his eyes continued to following her as she walked across the cafeteria to the lunch line. He let out a small groan watching her plush ass as she walked. He appreciated all forms on women, Rose and Alice were equally beautiful to him, but he had to admit he was very pleased with how his mate looked. He was used to thicker women, a man coming from 1800s Texas should be, and he found himself immensely attracted to his mate's full child-bearing hips, despite the fact that he could not have children, the thought alone of grabbing those hips while he thrusted deep in her-

"Jazz, control your thoughts please." Edward rolled his eyes at the vulgar thoughts that were coming out of the normally proper gentleman. Jasper quickly emptied his mind, a skill he learned while practicing meditation at the beginning of his vegetarian diet. He could grant Edward a little peace for now, but tonight he couldn't promise to have control over the thoughts that might roll through his head.

"Hey everyone, this is Scarlett." Rosalie drawled as she finally arrived at the table, lunch tray in one hand and purse in the other.

"Hi! It's great to meet you! I'm Alice!" Alice stood up quickly and hugged the startled girl. She knew already that Rose and Scarlett were going to be on more friendlier terms than herself and Scarlett, just like Bella would be better friends with herself than Rose. She didn't mind, they were all going to get along fine.

"Bella?" Edward asked lowly in vampiric speed. Alice quickly shifted her thoughts while ignoring Edward's penetrating gaze.

"Nice to meet you." Scarlett answered in a small voice, her hands held tightly onto her bagged lunch while she glance around at the more than possible beautiful family. Self-conscious of herself and trying not to dwell too much on it, she nervously ran her hand through her hair. Simultaneous smiles broke out around the table, Edward finding it especially funny that she had a habit of running her hand through her hair as well, creating a bed-head like hair similar to his own.

"This is Emmett, my boyfriend." Rosalie continued on with the introductions. Pointing to each one, Scarlett tried to remember each of their names. Emmett was the big muscular boy, she used boy to describe his cute dimples and child-like friendliness he displayed at his introduction.

"Wow Rose, you actually made a friend?" Emmett joked with an affectionate smile. Rosalie rolled her eyes and pointed to another man.

"That's Edward, my adopted brother." Edward was handsome in a dark way, like he spent to much time thinking negatively than positively. Scarlett could tell by his cautious and intelligent eyes that were paired with bed-head that rivaled her own. The realization of what they were smiling at hit her as she watched Edward run a hand through his bronzed hair creating a neat messiness that matched hers.

"Hello." His greeting was simple and she appreciated that, the nerves in her stomach made it hard to speak at the moment.

"Alice has already introduce herself." Rosalie breezed by the small short girl who seemed too happy to be a normal teenage girl.

"And this is my twin, Jasper." It seemed like everyone was holding their breath, metaphorically since they didn't need to breath anyways. Jasper for a moment didn't know what to say; speechless, he searched his mind for something.

"Hello, darling" He spoke a simple greeting, allowing his southern twang to enter his voice. Scarlett stared at the most handsome man she had ever seen. His blonde hair and gold eyes gave him an angelic look that she would have believed if not for his dark pained look he carried. His body was fit with lean muscle and she wanted nothing more than to be wrapped up in those strong arms of his. Her heart stuttered at the sight of his knowing smile, as if he could hear how fast her heart was beating.

Realizing that she was checking out the twin of her first real friend sent panic and guilt through her. Coupled with the awareness that she hasn't said anything sent her anxiety off.

Jasper felt her emotions, a frown settling on his face. He reached out and sent a wave of calm only to discover her feelings hardly changed. It was like trying to wade through muck instead of water, it clung to her and was resistant to budge. Her emotions were too strong for him.

"Hi, pleasure to meet you all." Scarlett managed to utter, her voice timid and hesitant. Rosalie took that as a que to slide into the empty middle seat next to Emmett who was at the end and patted the seat next to her for Scarlett; right across from Jasper. Scarlett sat down, placing her lunch bag on the table as she did so. Jasper felt his hands morph the metal of his seat as her scent assaulted him. She smelled delicious, and Jasper wanted to taste her in a way only her mate could. His eyes turned pitch black and it took everything within him not to jump her.

In the vampire world, it would be normal for them to be all over each other already. Vampires felt and accepted the mate bond more quickly than humans did. The sexual tensions that came with meeting ones mate were overbearing on vampires’ senses and were therefore quick to accept it when the knowledge that they were your soul mate came crashing down moments later. But humans couldn’t feel this, humans couldn’t instinctively know when they met their soul mates. The metal under Jasper’s hand bent more, he would have to have her fall in love with him before he could touch her, and he was all too excited to start.

Scarlett on the other hand felt too nervous at the moment to do anything but stare at her clasped hands. Which was a convenient time for Jasper to regain control of himself. She was thankfully relieved when Rosalie struck up a conversation.

"So an asshole of a human dumped orange juice all over my bag this morning." She complained as she opened up her milk and delicately placed a straw in it. Scarlett smiled at her foul language, and started pulling out her own lunch. Fresh chicken breast and cheese with spinach and light mayo on whole grain bread, some carrots since she had plenty of carbs in the bread, and a bottle of water.

While her mother had thought starvation was the key to weight loss, Scarlett herself knew better. Nutrition was the key and she spent most of her health classes throughout high school in perfecting her diet. It was useless until now, her mother still took away half the portions that she should have had and Scarlett suffered because of it. But she was happy she could finally eat the way she wanted, she missed cooking. And now with the proper nutrition and without her overbearing mother, she could finally go back to sports and working out. Don’t want to get too bulky, no man wants a muscular woman. Her mother’s voice sang in her head and Scarlett started to feel her appetite go away.

Edward couldn't help but to hear the thoughts that flooded through her mind, quicker than normal for a human but he managed to follow along fine. Hearing the other voice of a woman he could only assume was her mother was unsettling. Most people don’t actually hear another voice, not one they themselves didn’t create. Hoping to make her feel more comfortable, and in an effort to calm his restless brother who was currently thinking of 50 different conversation topics to talk about, he spoke to Scarlett.

"Is that homemade bread?" Edward asked, speaking over his sisters as they inspected Rose's bag for damage. Scarlett snapped up her head at Edward, a small shy smile played on her lips.

“Yea, I baked it myself Saturday.” She answered as she started eating her carrots. Jasper was relieved to see how healthy she was eating compared to the rest of the teenagers her age. He had been reading some of Carlisle's health and anatomy books these past few years to better understand the human body. They were even more fragile than he had originally thought, any imbalances to their diet could throw off their whole system. Eying her food, he approved of her eating habits although he wondered why she didn’t grab a treat. Humans usually had some sort of processed sugar and going long without some usually produced binge eating. Maybe he was just thinking too hard, but he didn’t want his mate to prohibit herself.

“You baked your own bread?” Alice asked to try to help her talk more. She discreetly nudged Jasper with her leg, hoping he would start talking soon.

“Yea. My dad loves sandwiches and of course taught me how to make him his favorite. He likes a lot of fattening foods on it, so I try to make it as healthy as possible for him. So far he hasn’t noticed.” Scarlett felt more comfortable talking about her father, the obvious love she had for him was prevalent in her smile and the soft tone of her voice. Jasper admired her love for her father, it was rare these days to find anyone who spoke so loving of anything. He hoped one day she would speak of him with affection.

“You’re still missing something from your lunch.” Rosalie spoke with a scrutinizing look. While Jasper was grateful with what Scarlett was eating, Rosalie was suspicious. She found Scarlett’s eating habits too clean, and witnessing her anxiety attack earlier that morning made Rosalie all that more suspicious of anything abnormal. “You need chocolate.” Rosalie continued and moved over her mandated cafeteria lunch dessert, a chocolate muffin, to join Scarlett’s collection of food.

Scarlett at first was speechless; if she were back in New Jersey with her mother she would assume this was a test and quickly object it but....she wasn’t with her mother anymore. This wasn’t a test that she would be punished for later if she failed, this was just a friend giving her some food. When was the last time she had chocolate? Sometime in the early summer when she was here visiting with her father.

“I-Thank you.” Scarlett stopped herself from protesting and instead accepted the muffin. “Are you sure you don’t want it?” Scarlett asked as she continued eating her sandwich.

“I’m sure.” Rosalie answered with a small smile. She was just grateful she didn’t have to pretend to eat it again. Carbs always tasted the worse to her, maybe because it didn’t have any blood in it.

The lunch continued, Scarlett finished her food and ate her muffin slowly, savoring the taste of chocolate. Jasper was still staring at his mate, words simply evaded his mind as he distractedly searched for something to say. His time was dwindling down, there was only a few more minutes until lunch was over. Oh wait, that's it.

“What classes do you have now?” Jasper spoke suddenly causing Scarlett to jump at the sound. Her stomach churned uneasily as his attention settled on herself.

“Uh-“ Scarlett stuttered as she collected her thoughts and tried to remember her schedule from memory. Jasper watched with a fond smile as she furrowed her eyebrows and looked up to the left in thought. “After lunch I have calculus,” Jasper perked up at that, they shared a class together. He can at least walk her there...and maybe sit next to her if she didn’t mind. “Then gym,” Emmett and Alice did a weird simultaneous squeal that left Scarlett giggling, “Then my last class is AP Chemistry.” Jasper grinned, he was blessed with two classes with her?

“We have calculus and chemistry together.” Jasper shared with an excited grin. A small blush graced Scarlett’s features as she felt her mind go blank just from his smile.

“And we have gym together!” Alice and Emmett sang together. Rosalie rolled her eyes at the two but couldn’t help the small affectionate smile that graced her lips.

“It seems like the only person you don’t have class with is Edward.” Rosalie spoke as she broke off some more pieces of her burger in an attempt to look like she was eating. Scarlett, distracted by the statement, luckily didn’t notice the lack of eating.

“No, we had music together in 2nd period. You play the piano.” Edward addressed Scarlett who seemed to just recognize Edward as the boy who was moodily brooding in the corner of music class, taking the only other piano in the classroom. He was practicing with his headphones plugged in so she couldn't hear what he was playing but by the complicated and speedy hand movements she saw she could tell he was levels ahead of her.

“Not like you, I’m still a beginner.” Scarlett admitted with the smile, humbly pointing out Edward’s proficiency over her own.

“You’re getting there.” Edward dismissed her compliment with a wave of his hand.

“So what do you have for 3rd period then?” Jasper asked, filling her schedule in his mind except for that class. Scarlett didn’t seem affected by the fact that he wanted to know her schedule, or that he seemed to know the classes that she shared with Rosalie, and instead answered him.

“I take art.” Scarlett knew she should have taken a history but considering at her old school she had taken all her history credits, she decided to relax this year a bit and take an art class. Jasper smiled at the realization of her lack of history.

“No history class?” He asked her curiously and watched as her nose wrinkled with disgust.

“No, I finished my history requirements at my old school, I don’t like history so I got it out of the way as quickly as possible.” Jasper’s amusement was obvious, his mate didn’t like history. Before he could further the conversation and find out what his mate really did like, the bell rang. Scarlett quickly scooped up her garbage and went to throw it out. Jasper stood faithfully at the table, waiting for her to return for her knapsack. His siblings left quickly, giving him some time alone with his mate.

Scarlett was surprised by how quickly everyone left the table, all but Jasper who was waiting for her. She tried not to think too much of it; of course he would wait for her, they did have the same class. She gave him a shy smile as she slung her knapsack over her shoulder.

“Shall we?” He asked and lead her through the cafeteria doors, his hand ghosting over the small of her back. In another time he would have offered her his arm but for this time he would have to wait until she felt more comfortable to offer his touch.

“Do you like calculus?” He asked in an attempt to breach the awkward silence that settled between them. He could feel her nervousness and tried to calm her. His powers hardly worked, only diminishing her nervousness marginally.

“Actually I do.” Scarlett answered with an embarrassed look. She nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and accidentally made eye contact with her friend’s handsome brother. The way his eyes seemed to pierce through her halted her breath and she quickly found herself breaking the eye contact and hoping he didn’t see her embarrassment. Jasper, however; found her reactions endearing and wanted nothing more then to pull her closer to him so he could get more of her delicious scent.

“Math is fun to me.” She continued with a smile. “It's like a puzzle, you only get some of the parts and need to figure out the rest.” A blush settled on her face when she realized how nerdy she sounded and was relieved to see, with a quick glance, that he didn’t seem fazed by what she said. A fond smile was still on his face and he seemed to never take his eyes off of her.

“That’s a way to look at it. Is math your favorite then?” Jasper asked as they approached their classroom, Scarlett slowing as they made their way to the teacher’s desk. She thought about his question, she never hated going to math or got a bad grade, or even wanted to skip it before.

“Yea.” She said with a grin. “Math is my favorite academic subject, otherwise I would have to say art is.” Jasper was aware of the other students coming into class now, their whispers and stares were anything but subtle and he was disappointed to see Scarlett’s attention divert to the nosey student body. Her smile started to disappear and he felt as her happy emotions she started to feel, go away.

“Oh, so that’s way history got kicked to the side.” Jasper teased with a grin in hopes of keeping her attention, and her good mood. The lightness of his tone brought her attention back to him and he was relieved to see her grinning back.

“Ah so I guess history is your favorite subject, sorry to offend you.” Scarlett teased back, despite the growing ball of nerves she was happy to see Jasper lingering at the teacher’s desk with her. Even though it seemed the student body had nothing better to do then to spy on them.

“Alright class, in your seats. The late bell is about to ring.” An african man in his thirties entered the classroom in a rush, sliding his briefcase underneath the desk and digging in his pocket for chalk as he spoke. Jasper hesitated for a moment longer before he followed the teacher’s orders and sat at his desk in the back, a single empty seat besides him.

The teacher didn't seem to notice Scarlett at first, he made to go to the board but stopped and turned quickly to her. She smiled and shifted her bag.

“You must be the new girl, what's your name again?” He spoke quickly and without waiting for a reply grabbed his attendance sheet and spotted her name.”Scarlett Quinn, nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, sir.” Scarlett managed to say her greeting before he was quickly speaking again and lead her towards her seat.

“Good, always good to have new students. We are in chapter 3, you’ll be sitting next to Jasper here- a book should be inside the desk. There is- good! Please don’t be shy if you don’t understand let me know. Now class-“ Scarlett tuned out here as she turned her book to the correct chapter and started to copy down the notes he was writing on the board. She enjoyed this teacher so far, he left no room for her to think and with everyone stealing glances at her, and with Jasper sitting so close she could smell him, she needed something to focus on.

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Here's all the dragon plushies currently ava¡lable in my sh0p :3

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🎉Pr¡ces of several items in my sh0p have been lowered🎉

🌵🐉 WoF Sunny or Qubli plushies are now ava¡lable in my Et$y sh0p!

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