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Alright, my activity here is gonna be sporadic. Writing a novel and it’s gonna take some time.
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Boggy flicked one of her ears, her large blue eyes staring at the small human in utter bafflement.
She had been doing what all Rainwings tended to do during this time (even if she wasn't fully Rainwing); basking in the warmth of the sun, letting it shine and shimmer over her beautiful teal and gold scales. Everything around her had been a secondary thought as she rested at the base of a large tree- the one given to her specifically for the way mud tended to accumulate at the roots, soothing the other half of her genetics.
"Oh! A scavenger!" She said with the curious tilt of her head. "Haven't seen one of you around these parts. Let alone one that can talk Dragonspeak."
Sora honestly had been exploring or more so wandering this place for a little while. Something in the air did cause they to go invisible for a bit, just to be sure.
However seeing the big shape in the distance, in their excitement Sora had let it drop without even realising it. In awe and amazement even at this distance as they did walk closer.
They couldn't believe it at all, in all their time of world exploring, they had never seen one up close or at all, except in some books and hearing about them in stories.
"Oh my god..An actual Dragon!"
{ closed starter with sora for @prcphecyborn }
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Family.
Now that was a funny thing. Alabaster had never considered himself...close to his family. His mother gave him basic care and housing yes, but he surmised that was only because she was a Queen. She had to maintain a merciful, kind appearance to keep the peace. His father, a noble Skywing as many had told him, wasn't really in the picture. The hybrid probably couldn't pick him out of a crowd of Skywings if he was given the chance. Pyre wanted nothing to do with his bastardized secret son. And that was okay. Not many dragons wanted to be around him anyway. "Why, I beg to differ, dearest." He said, a mocking venom dripping off his dark tongue, stalking closer to where she stood in place. "You're small. You're fragile. And you're soft in more ways than one." Alabaster let out a low, rattling sort of chuckle, lowering his head so his golden eyes were level with hers. "You sound like the perfect toy for me to break."
"I AM NOT A PLAYTHING." So quickly did she switch on the defensive, for in an unexpected twist of fate a tiny thing such as herself had the fire and ferocity of a mother lunastra. The size ratio between the two of them is incredibly daunting; he's a massive dragon, with a barbed tail that she easily guessed was loaded with venom.
It'd been a small oversight on her part to assume that this building was uninhabited. Ever since she and her monsties had gotten separated, she'd been forced to survive amongst the towering behemoths that ruled this desert. In an effort to escape the dogged heat, she'd slipped her way through the crevices of this structure—which, comparatively, absolutely towered over her.
Unfortunately, the sandwing now stood between her and her exit. She either had to exploit the nooks and crannies around her, or put up a fight and prove that she wasn't worth toying with. Which, given that the teen was already reaching for the blade on her back, it was probably going to be the latter.
Her gaze is fleeting if only for a moment, but she scans her surroundings as best she can, as quick as she can, for a method of escape and cover if necessary. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that, but it was a good idea to have a back up . . .
She was not only fighting to defend herself. She was fighting so she could find her family.
@prcphecyborn - continued
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nonverbal memes
add + to reverse who does the action
[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine [ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc. [ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair [ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying [ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
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"Well, this sucks." For a muse of your choice <3
"Oh, indeed. More for you than for me I am afraid." Alabaster tutted, his spiny tail rattling like the tail on a rattlesnake about to strike. The false prince was amused by this little creature, nudging her a bit too roughly with one of his claws. "I, on the other hand, am quite delighted you've slipped into my quarters. I haven't seen a scavenger, let alone one like you, before. You'll make a fine plaything."
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size for Solaris because Alois wanna see the difference and hold a dragon’s claw
Scaven- Humans were so small compared to dragons. It was something Solaris had always sort of known, even if Alois was the first human he had ever really seen in person. They were fragile things. They didn't have scales, or claws, or breathe fire and yet? They had killed Queen Oasis during the Great Wars many, many years ago. So they weren't to be underestimated, of course.
But it was still so fascinating to him, just how different they were. The prince carefully turned the earl's hand over in his own talons, palms against palms, marveling at how small the other's fingers were against his scales. "You're so little..."
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actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)
back, sender gives receiver a back hug.
beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.
blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.
book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.
care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.
catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.
choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.
cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.
cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.
dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.
dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.
dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.
drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.
drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.
draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.
face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.
flower, sender gives receiver a flower.
footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.
forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.
grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.
jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.
kiss, sender kisses receiver.
link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.
massage, sender offers receiver a massage.
patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.
piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.
pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.
pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.
press, sender presses receiver against a wall.
propose, sender proposes to receiver.
quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.
rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.
serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.
sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.
size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.
shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.
sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.
tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.
tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.
tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.
umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.
warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.
zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.
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MORE TWO WORD PROMPTS * assorted two word sentences, adjust as necessary
that's tough.
nice try.
so long.
get lost.
you win.
one more.
i failed.
that's impossible.
try again.
no shot.
believe me.
so... tomorrow?
call me?
too harsh.
this way!
be proactive.
think again.
don't move.
keep low.
you’re joking.
nobody knows.
you coming?
get fucked.
stop that.
not here.
watch yourself.
let’s go.
stay here.
no way.
don’t stop.
keep quiet.
be still.
stop yelling!
now what?
i knew.
where to?
i’m done.
don’t shoot.
try me.
it stopped.
i’m sick.
you’re right.
we’re fucked.
absolutely not.
you’re serious.
you bitch.
fuck off.
eat shit.
nice outfit.
slow down.
no trespassing.
what now?
i’m lost.
since when?
listen here.
who’s that?
go away.
leave now.
stay down.
please stop.
i’m certain.
this sucks.
please listen.
everything hurts.
nevermind that.
fuck you.
we agree?
you knew?
how come?
it’s you.
i disagree.
that’s them.
you’re miserable.
we can’t.
everyone leaves.
it’s raining.
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Grandeur doodling
my exams start tomorrow, and don't end until the 25th, so I will be very unprepared for artfight this year 🫠
I have most of my refs done already which is good, but I wish I had time to do more
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hi wings of fire fandom heres a tsunami im going to go disappear again /hj
[ ID : Digital pixel art of the sea dragon Tsunami from Wings of Fire book series. She is multiple shades of cerulean blue ranging from light values to dark values. She has blue-green sails that also range from light to dark values. Her expression is annoyed and she looks to the lefthand side. The background is a solid gray with a white outline around tsunami and white decorative circle patterns on the lefthand side of the outline. ]
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redraw? study?? of scarlet from the back of the limited edition tdp, because i’m obsessed with her expression/eyes on there. joy ang’s scarlet my beloved
speedpaint and comparison under the cut
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╰┈➤ ["ʏᴏᴜ ..ʜᴇʀᴏᴇꜱ ..ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴇꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀꜱ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇʀᴏᴇꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ'ꜱ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴꜱ. ꜰᴏʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴜɢ."]
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Aaaaaand I just finished this one! This has been one of my favorites
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That was...a good question. How had he ended up here? At first, he had been playing tag with his cousins, flying through the air of the Icewing kingdom all carefree and then suddenly he was flying farther and farther away from his aunt's palace. And now he was here, in a scavenger den that was green and not too hot or cold and just...pleasant, if not bustling with activity.
"I'm not sure..." The prince said, peering back over his shoulder, as if he would be able to see his home from here. "I was...playing some silly games with my older cousins and I suppose I must have flown a bit too far..." Solaris frowned a little, tail swishing anxiously back and forth. "My mother might get worried...."
@ensnaredearl cont.
Solaris paused, taking a sudden step back as the small creature moved forward. What in the three moons was this? The scavenger just spoke. But....but that was impossible!
And it was speaking at him with equal wonder!
The young prince was quick to recover, shaking his spiked head with a delighted sort of grin that spread across his golden and silver snout. "This is incredible! Scavengers--- I mean, where I come from, scavengers can't utter a word of Dragonspeak!" Solaris pressed a taloned foreleg against his golden breastplate, the sapphire embedded within gleaming between his ivory talons.
Then the questions came, one after another, but the young dragon met them with equal excitement. "It's quite wonderful, I must say! I adore the breeze slipping between my scales. "Oh! I can't breathe fire! My father can, but I inherited my mother's skill of breathing ice! These are real, yes, given to me by my mother! I can bite, but I promise I won't bite you! Of course I can talk, every dragon can talk!"
The Icewing and Sandwing offspring crouched down, making his blue eyes more level with Alois' own. "My name is So- Prince Solaris! It is a pleasure to meet you!"
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@ensnaredearl cont.
Solaris paused, taking a sudden step back as the small creature moved forward. What in the three moons was this? The scavenger just spoke. But....but that was impossible!
And it was speaking at him with equal wonder!
The young prince was quick to recover, shaking his spiked head with a delighted sort of grin that spread across his golden and silver snout. "This is incredible! Scavengers--- I mean, where I come from, scavengers can't utter a word of Dragonspeak!" Solaris pressed a taloned foreleg against his golden breastplate, the sapphire embedded within gleaming between his ivory talons.
Then the questions came, one after another, but the young dragon met them with equal excitement. "It's quite wonderful, I must say! I adore the breeze slipping between my scales. "Oh! I can't breathe fire! My father can, but I inherited my mother's skill of breathing ice! These are real, yes, given to me by my mother! I can bite, but I promise I won't bite you! Of course I can talk, every dragon can talk!"
The Icewing and Sandwing offspring crouched down, making his blue eyes more level with Alois' own. "My name is So- Prince Solaris! It is a pleasure to meet you!"
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