#oc: hazel dragon

[zellia-rambles]

Based On @yingjiaoyue 's fic :3

Ft. @monkiart and my oc

[trucbiduleschouettes]

Say hi to Hazel, your non-local idiot rogue- 

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[afrophunk]

What if Hazel, a walking Dragon Ball reference, was actually a Dragon Ball character?

Thanks @stephanos-spaceopera for the bases

She is very small, but her rabbitfolk form is even smaller

[pokemon22551]

Dragon au doodles because why not.

Ember design and vapor belong to @paperbagedhead

[puas-sketchbook]

Some sketches from the past week. I love graphite apparently.

[skiel-infinity]

1, 7, and 18 for hazel for the ask game

1 — Describe her voice

So Hazel actually does have a voice claim: Nami Nakagawa, but Hazel's range is a bit shorter than the singer's. 😭

And I also don't point to her more commonly known songs as examples either. Hazel sounds like Nakagawa-san sounds like in Nier Replicant/Gestalt.

Here is an example of that.

7 — Does she have any hobbies?

Hazel's well known hobby is dance and song. But if you ask her personally what her hobby is, she'd say it's fishing and swimming.

18 — How does she decorate her own space?

Like a goddamn dollhouse. Picture a gothic dollhouse bedroom, and that's what her room looks like. . .

That is, when she had a place to decorate. Hazel typically couch surfs—for the lack of a better term—and doesn't really have the privilege of decorating a space. It'd only be temporary anyway. Until later on in her life when she starts forging bonds. In which case, she moves between dimensions and lives with family members, or her partner.

Those spaces tend to be more modern, so unfortunately all Hazel can do to decorate those places would be to fill every space she can with plushies of dragons.

. . .Hazel doesn't openly admit that, though, and there's a reason why Hazel locks her bedroom door when she has guests over. 😂

[seawingwof]

👑🪴Queen Hazel the LeafWing🪴👑

[neasura]

Tiefling on the go

[vodka-and-ocs]

[aquamarine-the-kitty]

i drew all my ocs again! >w<

[zellia-rambles]

Relationship Chart !!!

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Additional notes:

- Hazel has met Ao Guang before, even though she didn't appear in S3. The reason why she hates him is because of his kinda scary appearance (that's what she thought when she's still a kid). But otherwise, she's still think he's nice - Hazel dislike Macaque? For what? He sometimes annoy her and make Wukong jealous for getting too close to her.. - She sees Sandy as an uncle figure;3

Edit:

- She hates Pigsy. . For some reason..

[punny0verlord]

Lost his arm from a nat 1 roll during a fight with a undead beholder

Got possessed by a cursed weapon he picked up from an ambush battle.... He kill a few people and doesn't remember ANY OF IT AT ALL!

Hazel just cares too much about people

Did some goretober stuff last year for a week (Not a month cuz I cant keep up)

I dont remember all of the prompts but I think these three are Amputation, Possession, and Heart. Majority of these drawing are based on my DnD characters; wheter its in their backstory or something happened during a campaign or something a character is known for [ex: The kitsune having a big heart that keeps giving despite her health taking the consequences]

This is just part 1, I’ll post part 2 tomorrow... 

[afrophunk]

Into the Lupo-verse

First row: We got our boy, the OG 14 yr old Lupo with his default look. All the other variants to the right of him are essentially how he looks when he’s older. Like 16-20+. He sports various twist hairstyles and some piercings that resemble a lot like Hazel’s. I don’t see him wearing other hair accessories other than his headband unless it’s for specific occasions

Second row: Third Eye Lupo AU w/ and w/o headband. Lupo's headband here has an eye pattern. Some say it's redundant......anyways the others next to them are older Lupo in this AU that also wear twists and piercings. I would say he doesn't really have twists cover his forehead on the account of the eye situation

Third row: We got Mercenary 23 Lupo, 23 for short. Has a much shorter and jagged hairstyle compared to the rest. He also has the Ryoma scarf because I love that scarf, it defies the laws of gravity. He sadly has a lil scar on his lip 😔. On the last end to the very right is Bad Timeline Lupo. Pretty much looks the same as OG, it’s just he doesn’t change his hair all too much when gets older. Just gets the one twist on the left side. He also doesn’t get piercings, he usually wears the scouter anyways. BT Lupo tends to share the same eye shape as 16 yr old Yamcha, mainly because he is very tired. His headband is a lot longer than the others too. Also I didn’t feel like drawing it but this Lupo has a mechanical arm……on the center we have The Aether. Very fancy guy that has his carnival themed mask. His headband has two large feather accessories placed on either side, and on the center is a lotus shaped pendant. He has a sparkly transparent silk scarf floating around him too. Very appropriate for a god, how’d he get up there?

And that’s about all the variants I can’t think of aside from 1 I’m not sharing

[readychilledwine]

helloooo! had a super random idea that I thought I’d throw your way but if you don’t want to write it, no worries! i know there’s not really dragons in acotar but what if one of the bat boys (whoever you want to write this for) encounters a group of dragons and find an illyrian with them who was raised by dragons. (The dragons think she’s one of them bc she has wings lol) a female who was abandoned by their parents because they wanted a son or something like that. (but now I’m thinking what if she was cassian’s long lost sister or something but in that case obviously she wouldn’t be paired with cassian lol) and she’s basically like half feral and whoever you pair her with is her mate and cannot convince her to go with them to velaris but they figure it out somehow 🥹 and when they finally do she’s just like baffled by simple things like dresses and kitchen utensils and how soft their beds are 😂 and now the night court has a small army of dragons because they listen to her 🤷🏽‍♀️ you can make her an OC if you want!

I can respond to this now that Bound by Fate Part 3 is up and has some traction 🤣 I was going to ask if you got into my Google drive somehow. Kaylee is going to have a similar journey to this only Kaylee's is going to be based on the concept that magic has a price, and the more magic she uses, the bigger the price, where as this journey will be about finding her humanity.

I'm pretty excited about this. Not gonna lie. 💜

Flight Patterns Part 1

Summary - After years of hushed whispers and leads, Azriel has finally found Cassian's lost sister, Aerilyn. What he found with her was unexpected, though.

Warnings - violence

A/n - Aerilyn is going to be fairly feral for these first few parts. Also, she speaks sindarian (like Lord of the Rings elves sindarian, so translations will be at the end of the chapters)

Part Two Part Three

Aerilyn stared at the male wrapped in shadows as if she'd never seen another illyrian before. As if she'd never seen another fae before, Azriel thought to himself.

She was beautiful, exactly as he had expected her to be, with her long dark hair cascading into waves behind her, her tanned unmarked skin, the bright burning hazel eyes. She was a softer, smaller, and delicate version of Cassian. 

Azriel approached her slowly, his hands raised in front of him. " I do not want to hurt you. I have been looking for you for a very, very long time." Over 319 years to be exact. With you right under our noses this whole time, he thought bitterly to himself. 

She had been left to die after her wings were taken. Thrown into the Illyrian woods beaten and bloodied before Cassian eventually burnt that Camp to the ground. She was three at the time. How she survived was a mystery, one Azriel knew they'd need to figure out.

She eyed him cautiously, her head tilted to the side before taking a step back and away from him. "I won't hurt you, Aerilyn." Her eyes narrowed, but then she suddenly relaxed. A small smile forming on her face as Azriel felt the ground shaking behind him. 

He felt the warm breath of whatever it was before the deep growl came. His eyes shut slowly at the scent of ember and rot that lingered in the air. He turned slowly, feeling shock set into his system as he sat face to face with a fire Drake. He felt the ground rumble again, then again, and once more. Rhys. I'm going to need help. Now. Drop whatever the fuck you're doing.

Cassian and Rhys appeared beside him instantly. A grumbled, "Cauldron fucking drown me," leaving the generals mouth as they all stood back to back. "Azriel, what the fuck?"

Azriel looked to where Aerilyn stood, her eyes locked on Cassian and her head tilted to the side. "She knows you, Cass. And they're protecting her."  He could tell his brother was avoiding looking at her. Avoiding the pain that'd come from how much she truly looked like their mother. 

Rhysand grabbed their hands. "You have 30 seconds, Cassian or I'm getting us the fuck out of here." 

Cassian glanced at his little sister, his heart tightening in his chest at how small she was. They held eye contact for a moment and he lowered his weapons and held his hands up to her. He took one step and an immediate growl and shift came from the winged beast closest to him. A deep warning not to approach her. "Would she have memories of anything specific? Something special between the two of you?" Rhys asked softly. "I can't get into her head. It's.. it's a mess, Cassian."

Cassian didn't notice the feather light touch in Rhysand's jaw, the way his eyes kept flickering to the female in concern. Azriel had, though. He noted the immediate change in Rhysand's body language. The calm and composed High Lord was struggling to maintain himself.

Azriel would have laughed if there wasn't a black scaled beast staring him down as if he was nothing more than a delicious snack.

Cassian spoke to her softly. "When you were little, you had a little stuffed bunny. His name was Sir Hop." A flicker of recognition went across her face. Cassian took a small step forward. The beast growled softer this time. "I still have him," the soft confession hung in the air. "Rhysand's mom enchanted it. She made sure he'd never stop smelling like you. You could not sleep without him or me. Mom said you just tossed and turned crying constantly if he went missing or I was gone. I always worried about if you were sleeping when our father ripped me from the house." Another tentative step, but no growl chilling the three of them to the core. 

She studied Cassian hard. Stepping close to him until they were but an arms length away. Her brain knew him. It screamed for her to remember him. She didn't understand all of his words, but she knew his voice. His scent. "Come with me," Cassian offered. "Come home with me." 

"Cassian, 5 seconds. If she does not take your hand in 5 seconds, we are done here." Rhys warned as one of the beasts, a lighter Grey monster that seemed to blend into its surroundings leaned closer to the High Lord and growled. 

For whatever reason, this beast wanted him dead. 

"Duar," a feminine voice that reminded Rhysand of finely aged wine, spoke softly. The beast coiled away from him with one last growl. She was so close to Cassian, breathing in the scent of a warm fire and winter winds. 

"You have a freckle on your ribs," Cassian whispered, his hand reaching out to touch right above her heart. "Right here." She allowed him to bring her into him. He held her close as her arms stayed at her side.

Rhys took the chance, his hands shooting for Cassian and Azriel and winnowing them back to the townhouse with heavy breaths. 

The hug was no longer gentle, not as her fight began. Aerilyn kicked, screamed, and fought as Cassian pulled her into the warded house. Madja was there and ready, knowing the girl would need medical attention and an evaluation. 

After watching her land a harsh closed fist onto Rhysand's cheek as he spoke to her, Madja immediately switched what she had planned, grabbing a needle filled with a sedative and shoving it into the illyrian female's arm.

"I'm sorry," Cassian cried as he lowered her to the floor. "I'm so fucking sorry. Shhhh it's okay. It's okay, you're safe." 

His sister fell asleep in his arms, wrapped tight against his body as he rocked her back and forth against his chest. 

Rhysand held his jaw, "She knows s few words and the alphabet. We will need to work on that to communicate with her," he ground out. "She can speak an ancient language I do not even know, but Amren might. Also, she's my fucking mate." 

Cassian watched in silence as Rhysand left the room, went upstairs, and slammed another door shut with a soft click to indicate he had locked it. 

Madja inclined her head to the bed they had ready for her, "Lay her down. I don't need her awake to know how healthy she is or what she needs."

Duar - "stop/hault"

[verrixstudios]

I saw your ask for text descriptions of oc’s for you to draw, sounds neat! Here’s mine:

my oc is a hivewing with six legs and an light earthy orange as the base color with a pale yellow for the underbelly. My oc also has a tail with large overlapping scales and alternating colors of earthy brown and brownish-red. They also have cream colors wings and light reddish-brown markings on their face and arms. Finally the have green/hazel eyes.

so sorry this is super long. Please don’t feel pressured to complete it if you don’t feel up to it anymore :)

Okay so I was originally not going to do this one because I have no clue what hivewings look like but HELLO?? THERES A SIX LEGGED TRIBE?!

I have no clue what this tribe is supposed to look like (and I don’t want to look up references in order to avoid spoilers bc I can’t get the third arc yet) so I kind of just went off of what little I know or had assumed and the just whatever I felt like drawing too

[ID the described dragon in a mid-run pose with its mouth wide open and it’s wings open above it END ID]

[puas-sketchbook]

I put a bit of effort into Hazel