#blinking nargacuga

[novadoesartforfun]

Nargacugas in a nut shell

Nargacuga : A Ninja Cat Monster

Lucent Nargacuga : A Ninja Cat Monster with White privileges' and turns invisible.

Silverwind Nargacuga : Bro watched Inuyasha and learned Wind Scar

Blinking Nargacuga : That's fking Vergil.

[glitchesart]

Going through my old unfinished monster hunter art, not sure if i'll ever finish this one

[istormortis]

Another post of variants/deviants/rares being added to the list!

[wafflecat2]

was bored so did some edits for Nargacuga with submas hats xD Idea popped cause someday I wanna try monhun stories 2, and I was joking that I do the hunter as Kitty and Ingo is the monstie xD

I did some sketches too

and also turned this into an AU of an AU of an AU xDD

Ingo is called Ingocuga and the gray one is warden Ingocuga

while emmet is called Nargemmet (or Emmetcuga) xD

dont ask me how Emmet got turned into blinking while being lucent narga

[raisans-art]

Sounds like Giant needs to adopt a Nargacuga Monstie to help him carry all those kiddos. If only there were one looking for a new dad(s).

*blinks eyes cutely*

Always space for a big cat bird thing!

[savior-of-humanity]

🐉 kaworu :3

Kaworu's monsters would be...

Blinking Nargacuga, Silver Hypnocatrice, Shagaru Magala, Zenith Harudomerugu, Disufiroa, and Xeno'jiiva!

(Also, fun fact; a couple of Evangelion-themed monsters made for an EVA crossover promotion in one of the MH games exist, consisting of Unit-01 Brachydios, Unit-02 Tigrex, and Tenth Angel Gore Magala.)

[atlaswingsofruin]

Sorry for vanishing for a little! I was thinking; Cheval and a Blinking Nargacuga rider meeting? That would be fun, I think, since Blinking Nargacuga are so fast :] can have conflict or they just talk, whichever you like!

Ok! On it!

Y/N was hated amongst his village, they were bullied, every adult hated on them & every kid knew that this is the ‘outcast of the village’, so one day Y/N ran away, they ended up in a jungle, where they met a Blinking Nargacuga, they became friends & Y/N became a rider (they also had a kinship stone), they both lived isolated life away from humans, one day, Y/N met a guy named Cheval, Usually people who saw them were immediately intimidated & immediately ran away, but this guy didn’t even budged to make a move, he also had the nerves to get really close to Y/N & even try start a conversation, currently they were sitting on a log, “Why the fuck you keep bothering me?!” Y/N replied aggressively, most people would’ve backed off by now, but Cheval didn’t gave a fuck to their aggressiveness, in fact it seemed like it made him amused, he gave them a smile, “Aw~ am i making you mad?~” he teased before patting their head, Y/N was shocked, they never got such a treatment, let alone they never saw someone who doesn’t fear them & their blinking Nargacuga, which is a monster known to be very dangerous & deadly, “Why aren’t you afraid at all?! Most people would be running away by the first encounter with me & my blinking Nargacuga!” Cheval chuckled softly before patting Y/N head & saying “Why would i? I know not to judge without knowing who you truly are, plus i’ve faced way more dangerous things than you~” Y/N finally understood, he was right after all, the people back in their village were the ones to judge before fully knowing them, “finally… a righteous man in this world…” they thought, “maybe you aren’t that bad…” they said

The end

[nataliesartprofile]

Wanted to wait until I did more of these, but then the realization that I am notoriously bad at committing to drawing multiple pieces for an art theme also hit me, so please have what will either be the first or last piece of TOH and MHST2 crossover fanart

[katyvern]

Peerless/Blinking Nargacuga female

[gigginox]

👻 <3

lucent nargacuga!

send me an emoji and i'll assign you a monster!

[kettouryuujin]

Nobility AU - Gaeric

[Inspired by @monsoon-of-art's Pokérus AU and @jade-nargacuga's Pokérus: Ghosts]

*Cresh-THUNK*

The bare-chested man jumped awake at the sound of shattering ice. It was an all-too-familiar sound to Warden Gaeric, and as he looked down at his limbs… yep. He’d lost his left leg to go with his right arm.

The limb must have frozen through overnight, then blown apart…but wait. The last time it happened, the sound wasn’t that loud, and he had definitely felt the shatter. 

Panicked realization dawning, the Warden raced out of his tent.

With his, erm, deteriorating condition (turning into a Glalie sucked), he’d chosen to set up living space next to his Lord's next, at Icepeak Arena. That way, he could keep a better eye on the Lord of the Tundra. He never expected to be almost falling the second he tried to step outside, his tent now on the edge of a snowy cliff.

“L-lord Avalugg…” The Noble had…shattered. All Gaeric could do was sit and weep, any resistance to the changes dropping.

The worst had happened. He’d failed as a Warden. He-

“Berg.”

Blinking, the disgraced Pearl Clan member looked down. A small Bergmite (ok, bigger than average but still small) was bumping into his remaining blue-tinted legs. “...What are you doing here?”

At that, the Ice-type in question looked up, joy in its eyes. “Mite! Berg-Mite!”

The Warden (if he could still call himself that…) blinked. “You…wanted to see me?” Rapid nods answered his query. “But…why? Surely you can tell the old Lord has fallen whilst under my ca-MMMPH!”

Where did the little thing get that chunk of ice? And how did he throw it into Gaeric’s mouth? Either way, it was so big it stopped him from questioning the Bergmite more. Why it was so big, he couldn’t spit it out!

Grabbing it with his remaining, stiff hand didn’t work. It was too slick, too wide. So instead the man bit down, trying to use his jaw to push it out. Slowly but surely, it moved, bit by bit-

“BERG!”

And the Bergmite just jumped on, breaking the damn thing right where he’d bitten it. “Yru rirrle!”

The Ice-type looked at the future Ice-type smugly, before doing a ramming leap into his maw.

Feet-first, of course. Bergmite wasn’t stupid.

“MRRRPH!” The small ‘mon’s kick was still enough to shove the hunk of ice into the (ex-)Warden’s throat, another blow forcing Gaeric to bite down and swallow. Urgh… that went down…weirdly.

He didn’t want to think about how good it felt. Instead, the Warden pointed a hardened arm at the Bergmite. “HEY! What was that all about! You really think you can waltz up here…and…”

Sinnoh, he was thirsty all of a sudden! So thirsty… his water supply was like a drop in the bucket. No, a drop in the desert. The whole supply, gone in seconds - for what?!

The thirst was maddening, though. So maddening, that as he looked upon the piece of ice that had been knocked off, thoughts of eating the solid water flowed in.

So he did. Picked it up with his remaining hand and took a good, solid bite out of it. Eyes focused on the Bergmite as he chewed, his glare unaffecting its smug expression.

*chomp* “Jerk…” Well, that seemed to sour the Bergmite’s expression some. As he glowered, Gaeric pondered just what he was going to do with the Ice-

*chomp*

Wait. He had another piece of ice? From where? Looking down as he continued to crunch the ice away, the two-limbed man couldn’t help but shiver. When had he grabbed this? Why?

Unfortunately, as he finished that chunk and picked up another from an oddly convenient pile nearby, the ex-Warden realized just why he’d been acting like this.

He was still.

So.

Damn.

Thirsty!

The realization made the thirst grow in strength, tossing rational thought out the window as the changing Warden rushed for the pile, chomping down the current chunk in one bite.

Bergmite had to jump out of the man’s way, and as he watched Gaeric devour the pile of ice his eyes widened. Not that anyone around here noticed.

—-

Thirsty… so… so thirsty… ice… not enough ice…more…more…

Hunger too… the rock… looks good? Yeah. Looks tasty. Bite through. Yummy.

Errrgh… still so thirsty…still so hungry… must…keep eating…

—-

As Gaeric’s mind began to clear, he found himself standing on all his limbs, head-first in a pile of ice and rock. Was this…no, it couldn’t be. Even driven mad by thirst and hunger, there’s no way he’d dare eat the old Lord’s remains. 

…right?

No, no, that was definitely right. And the pile was too small to be from the old Lord of the Tundra, anyways. It was only as big as he was - and still shrinking as he continued to fill his belly.

“Berg! Berg! Berg!” Ah, the annoying little Bergmite was cheering him on? From a fair ways away, though… well, it was an improvement at least. He’d scuff the snow with a stiff leg before going back to his “meal,” eager to finally sate these maddening sensations.

—-

*Urrrrp!*

“Finally…ugh.” Gaeric laid down with a *THUD!*, smiling to himself. He’d made it through most of the pile, and while there was a good bit left he just couldn’t eat anymore.

Honestly, he was glad for it. He couldn’t tell as much while…dining… but he could tell now that he had grown a LOT heavier. Yet something else for the Clan to humiliate him about…

“Awww, c’mon! You’re gonna stop there? There’s not much left!”

Gaeric let out another burp as he angled his head, looking at the source of the voice. Odd, there was a slope in the way. “S-sorry pal, but I am STUFFED-” Oh, the slope moved somehow and wasthattheBergmite?!

The ex-Warden jumped, turning to get a closer look at the… surprisingly small critter. And there weren’t any people around, not that he could see. “...is…is someone playing a joke on me?”

“Noooope!” The little thing scampered off, and ok could you not bonk his right arm please and thank yo-

RIGHT ARM?!? 

Whipping his head in shock, Gaeric saw that, indeed, his right forelimb had returned… with an emphasis on “forelimb”. Lifting the stout, brown limb up the short distance it could, the four-limbed (four! His leg had grown back too!) male looked it over, gawking. That wasn’t his arm.

That was Lord Avalugg’s foreleg.

Stepping back in shock, he felt - felt - the slopes move into position around his head. Which, going off the changes in his vision he’d just now noticed, was now the same blue triangle as his former Lord’s.

“...what.”

“I…ugh, fine. I guess I’ll eat it myself…” One (assumedly yellow) eye followed the Bergmite as he want for the Avalugg’s leftovers. “No use leaving parts of me around, after all.”

Gaeric could hear the sound of shattering ice in his head. There was no way that was true. If it was, then-

“S-Sir Avalugg?!?”

The smaller ‘mon was bowled over by the sudden shout, leaving the “Warden” in shock. Wait - why can’t he think of himself as Warden? Why can’t he call the small Bergmite “Lord”? It’s what he wa…wa…wasn’t.

Forefeet did their best to grip the side of the now-Avalugg’s head. What was going on up there?!?

“Yeah, although you should call me ‘Sir Bergmite’now.” The former Lord flipped onto his feet, scuttling towards the small stack of ice and rock. “Sorry about the scare by the way. Had to find some way to get the Rite going.” 

Gaeric’s massive body fell to the ground (knocking the ex-Avalugg into the air) again as those words sunk in.

Gaeric hadn’t failed as a Warden.

Sir Avalugg-err, Sir Bergmite - had somehow…regressed himself, and cast off the excess mass.

And he’d done it for a Rite…wait. “T…the Rite of the Tundra?”

“Bingo! *cronchcromchcronch* “Sheesh, my remains taste…kinda meh. Guess the Rite makes you ignore the flavor or something.” …the thirst. The hunger. It was to drive him to consume the former Lord’s remains…

The same exact way the Lord of the Tundra’s heir would when it came to pass on their title.

“...does that make me…”

“Lord Gaeric? Eeeyup.” Another crunch before the Bergmite winced, backing away. “Alright, I think that’s all I can eat for now. Ergh. Anyways, some big shiitake is coming up - not just losin’ your limbs, but something worse.”

“Worse than me thinking you had died???”

“Eh…maybe. None of us are sure what’s coming, only that giving up our Titles is the only way we really have to protect you Wardens.”

“...wait, what?” Gaeric blinked, startled. “A-are you…Does that…really?!?”

A smirk with rolled eyes. “Really. Honestly, I’m just glad Palkia helped me with getting the needed materials without a bad case of, y’know, Death.”

“...Palina helped? Well… I’ll thank her when I meet her, I-” Wild laughter from the former Noble cut Gaeric off. 

“I…I’m sorry. Just imagining miss Lovesick as the controller of Space is…bwahahahaha!” He fell over, rolling about the Icelands floor with laughter as Gaeric just blanked.

“This ‘Palkia’ is the Almighty Sinnoh?!” More laughter.

“N-no, no…*wheeze*... she’s the Almighty Sinnoh’s daughter… *snrrrrk*”

A titanic jaw crashed to the ground, sending the Bergmite tumbling into the air. His laughs fell on Gaeric’s deaf ear-notches, the new Noble too busy wrapping his head around this.

The Almighty Sinnoh’s daughter controlled space? Not Sinnoh Himself?! 

What was next, Sinnoh's son controlling time or something?

[yes-maam-i-am-not-a-pigeon-spy]

Afflicted Lucent nargacuga doesnt exists bc that would be blinking nargacuga and i aint ready for that shit 💀

[radioactivepeasant]

Fic Prompts: Free Day Thursday

Been playing a lot of Monster Hunter Stories lately, so I'm dipping back into my bnha Monster Hunter au where All Might inadvertently ends up fostering Izuku after he gets separated from his mother during a storm. (Inko has all the big adventures in that au: meeting Rei Todoroki, accidentally starting a Palico rebellion, smuggling Rei and her four children out of the city of Endeavor, etc. Meanwhile All Might just tries his best to find her based solely off a kindergartner's description lol)

Toshinori stepped into the public stables and scanned the stalls. Most of them were occupied by Aptonoths and Velocidromes, cooped up for the night on the carnivore and herbivore sides of the barn. A grouchy Yian Kut-Ku glared at him as he passed, then tucked its head back beneath its wing as if deciding that the tall human wasn't worth bothering about.

In the stalls used by Riders without their own stables, diurnal monsties slept. Night patrols were usually taken with the Nargacuga native to the hilly region between Septimus Reach and Hakum Village, or the occasional Rathalos. Most Riders in the village preferred smaller and more manageable mounts, especially given the sheer amount of food a full grown Rathalos needed in one day alone, so there were really only two other Raths in the public stables. One ancient Rathalos named Red who spent his days sleeping, and a newly hatched Rathian that had bonded with one of the Rider trainees. Both of them were out, suggesting that they were training or flying with their Riders at the moment.

Toshinori stopped in front of a wide stall, filled with mossy stones and odd crystal growths. He smirked and checked the tag on the stall door. As he'd thought, this was Midnight's stall. If Midnight was here, that meant her Rider, Nemuri, wasn't on any missions at the moment.

One of the mossy boulders rose, and a pair of confused yellow eyes blinked at Toshinori slowly. Then, with a rumbling crash, the ground heaved and the disparate boulders revealed themselves to all be part of the same animal. The Ruby Basarios shook hay from it's back and yawned.

"Hey there, Midnight." Toshinori patted the wyvern's jaw. "You feel up for some exercise? Because I'm going to ask your Rider if she wants to help me on a mission."

Midnight blinked owlishly at him. Well, she never did pay much attention to anyone who wasn't Nemuri.

Nemuri Kayama was a younger Rider than Toshinori, but she already had a reputation for her "one monstie only" style. She loved her Ruby Basarios, and had used her old, shed carapaces to make an armor that could emit a kind of sleep gas when struck or burned. Nemuri used that feature liberally.

Toshinori found her in the canteen, looking bored out of her mind. He waited until she noticed him, then sat down next to her.

"Hey, Yagi." Midnight sipped from a clay bottle and raised her brows. "I thought you were on baby patrol or something."

Toshinori made a sheepish face and shrugged. "Ah. Yeah, no, the kid is having a sleepover with the Kirishima family tonight so I can work."

"You think you'll ever find his mom?"

That was a difficult question. Toshinori folded his hands and looked down. "I think so, yes, but...I'm just not sure how long it will take in the end."

Nemuri nodded, then set down the bottle. She leaned an elbow on the table and eyed Toshinori shrewdly. "So what sort of job has you leaving after sundown?"

Toshinori nodded in the direction of the valley. "Next hollow over, word is there's a Seregios attacking travelers on the borders of the Whistill Forest. The chief of Hakum asked that the Seregios be captured alive if possible."

He glanced back and met the younger Rider's eyes. "I thought you and Midnight might be interested in helping subdue the monster for study and relocation."

Nemuri's eyes glittered. "I want three Impaler scales as payment."

A bit of a hard bargain, but Toshinori would take it. He reached out to shake Nemuri's hand. "Deal. Let me check on little Midoriya, and saddle Regent, and I'll meet you on the slopes in an hour."

He hoped the Seregios would be alone. Two of them sounded like a lot to handle, even for a Rathalos and a Basarios.

[damnwyverngems]

The Nargacuga renders and first appearance games:

Nargacuga  - MHFU -

Green Nargacuga (Subspecies) - MHP3rd -

Lucent Nargacuga (Rare species) - MH3U -

Silverwind Nargacuga (Deviant) - MH Gens -

Blinking Nargacuga (Peerless) - MHF-Z -

Fiercewater Nargacuga (Variant) - MH Explore -

? - MH:World Iceborne -

[tanza-the-trickster]

Horizon just furrowed his brow in confusion, blinking a few times… “What’s that gotta do with reading body language? No offense, but I don’t exactly care about some complete stranger’s abusive brother.” He said rather bluntly once more. Evidently, him being blunt wasn’t part of any joke. Seemed like blunt honesty is just how he rolls. Nothing wrong with that. It’s certainly better than a compulsive liar, that’s for sure. He looked back up at the sky, before his gaze suddenly shot back to Freydo with a look of surprise. “Fish!? You’re joking, right!? This is the desert! There’s not going to be any fish in Loc Lac!” The wyvern blurted, sounding, well, pretty damn amused. He DID have a point, though. Why would a city in the middle of a desert have any fish? That did sound rather silly… He calmed himself down rather quickly, and sighed, watching the felyne get down, and begin approaching. He lowered his head to be roughly eye level, tusks effortlessly digging into the sand. He didn’t even seem to notice, actually. “Horizon. I’ve never been in the city before, since that’s about as suicidal as taking on a bloodbath with a spoon. I’d be dead before I even get within two hundred meters of the front gate. Granted I’ve never tried, but that’s what I've seen happen to every monster who’s tried. Regardless, I’m relatively certain there’s no fish.

@ask-narkku-the-nargacuga​

The Gilded Wyvern of the Sandy Plains (Open RP)

Among the sprawling dunes of the Old World’s Sandy Plains, the shrieks of around four genprey being ordered by deeper barks of a gendrome echoed out through the vast, cloudless skies. Nothing all too bizarre in the desert, certainly. Genprey were a common nuisance, especially due to their fast reproduction, bold demeanor, and paralyzing venom. They were more often than not scavengers, who stole the kills of stronger monsters with their paralysis, should enough manage to sink their fangs in. However, soon enough the cries began growing less frequent, and more panicked. It didn't sound like there was any sort of fighting, more like they were just vanishing. About a minute later, the noises stopped entirely, and a metallic, brightly colored sand barioth walked over the crest of a dune, slurping up the tail of the gendrome, looking rather quite pleased with himself.

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[gigginox]

it feels like they took some inspiration from blinking nargacuga w some of the new moves for lucent narga