#peace keepers

[shadobabe]

Here’s Magnus!

I’ve always found it amusing how popular he seems to be. Granted he’s got a great design. Love the sumo wrestler theme (and the fact that his kind of resembles a horned lizard with his many spikes).

Went with an annoyed expression this time. Wouldn’t want to mess with him. Might have to draw him doing the classic sumo wrestler stomp sometime.

Enjoy!

[thesecondplacename]

Title: The boy with the bread.

Summary: Peeta’s picked for the games.

Warings: Ang —--------------------------------------- Living in District 12 is the dream, no, really constantly being malnourished and worrying about being picked for the Hunger Games, it's a dream come true.

For all the sarcasm I spit out there is one thing that makes everything bearable, Peeta he’s the kindest man I know. Both of us have had a secret relationship for about a year, but it started long before I took the leap of faith and confessed my feelings to him. I make paints, not well but well enough that he trades a loaf of bread for half a dozen every 2 weeks. This exchange brought us close, and we got to know each other.

We both had a vision planned for our life. To get married when we aged out of the reaping, I was becoming more successful in District 12 making a steady income that helped feed my family and still have leftovers, scraps really but leftovers non the less. I was on good terms with his father and could hold a conversation with his mother, but Peeta, he was adored by my family. They absolutely loved him. We had a plan and only had to luck out a few more times and we were safe, or at least that's what we hoped would happen.

It doesn't matter how much you want something, how much you pray for something, sometimes you don't get what you want. I remember how my heart stopped when Peeta’s name was called, how I wanted to take his place but that look in his eyes stopped me, my entire life was overturned with just a single word. I was barely able to recognize that someone had volunteered, but when the district raised their hands in defiance I followed.

I was after his mother, she gave me a pitying look, and I knew that we hadn’t kept our relationship as good a secret as we originally thought. I walked into the room where he was standing, and almost burst into tears.

“Peeta,” I couldn’t think of anything to say, how could I give him reassurance that he would live when so many from our home didn't. “I love you, I love you so much. Please try to live, try to come home to me, please I can't do this without you.” I was crying.

He threw his arms around me and held me in a tight embrace. “You can, you can do anything you put your mind to, close your eyes when they show my death, you don't deserve to see me like that.” His voice was thick, he was trying so hard to say everything without breaking. “I love (Y/N). I love you, I’ll try, I promise.” We held each other trying to say everything before we were separated.

“Peeta, when you come home let’s get married, ok?” his blue eyes were staring at me so intensely. “Ok, let's get married after-” The peacekeepers came in before he finished.

We were separated.

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Note: This was originally only going to be a two-part story, but there is only a certain number of words a post can have so apologies in advance for the people who don’t like that, I’ll be sure to link all the Fics together so it's more seamless to read. To restate this story will have multiple parts.

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[thedestinysunknown]

Spyro the Dragon - Peace Keepers:

“Second homeworld of the game, and it’s time to look at some gnorc’s butt. This may not be the prettiest homeworld in this game, but there’s enough charm and humor in it. It’s a decent place to explore.”

PS: the gameplay used for this gifset is not mine. The original video belongs to the user: prosafiagaming, on Youtube.

[fyeahspyroandcrash]

[twelvedozenterrors]

So many presents (and a few lumps of coal) are left for the hatchlings!

Goodness, for being so young, you all continue to amaze me! Keep up the great work!

- Santa 🎄

Christmas usually means two things - family and presents.

And in the Dragon Realms, there were lots and lots and lots of family and presents to be found in a single gathering, which meant there was plenty of fun to be had long after Santa left and the thrill of eviscerating wrapping paper wore off.

Each and every last one of these tots scored at least two gifts - something courtesy of Santa, and however many they got from their caretakers.

And boy howdy, did they need him to shoulder some of the burden with so many kids around.

Juggling secret shopping and craftsmanship with decorating and childrearing was not an easy task at a magnanimous scale, on top of all the additional effort that was customary during the Year of the Dragon.

Toys comprised the majority of the babies’ Christmas presents, with close runners-up being Mudada’s stuffed animals and whatever assortment of knitted goods Revilo had whipped up - mostly sweaters. The pair of Dream Weavers were miracle workers when it came to their crafts; their finesse and efficacy could give the Artisans (and perhaps even Santa) a run for their money.

Fittingly, the eponymous dragon faction dedicated the majority of their days to the little ones throughout the leadup to Christmas, helping both their clutches and any visitors from the other clans make decorations, or working in tandem to build toys, predominantly in the form of Nestor putting his carpentry skills to good use and Lindar providing assistance with the mechanisms. If colours were required, Gildas was their man.

And yet somehow, despite all the time and resources that went into personal gifts, there had been enough leftover in the budget for them to provide spare toys that could be kept around in the nurseries for everyone to play with.

Well, maybe the surplus wasn’t entirely unintentional. Kids often necessitated backups and extra precautions.

Suffice to say, there ended up being hundreds and hundreds of gifts altogether.

A handful of them seemed like they’d be more suitable for pets such as chew toys (no matter how often the hatchlings acted like cats and dogs), but were guaranteed to satisfy their teething issues (and discourage them from mauling all the furniture in sight).

The presence of coal amongst all of the toys from Santa had less to do with it being a punishment for naughty little dragons and rather being something that several nutcases legitimately wanted for Christmas.

It made sense in some aspects because coal could serve as materials for aspiring Beast Makers…but not so much in the cases where the concept of black rocks that were given as punishments piqued their interest for whatever reason.

All the tumult that new toys brought couldn’t compare to what unfolded after a handful of bright sparks realised that there were many fun things you can do with coal, including but not limited to setting it on fire and potentially compromising your health over the long term, throwing it at walls and leaving powdery stains everywhere, crushing it up and mixing it with snow to create unholy grey sludge, or making snowmen that either had the perfect black buttons and eyes, yearned for the sweet release of death, or both.

Either way, every last lump had been enchanted to negate any ill effects they could have on the little ones or leave harmful residue anywhere - and the elder dragons were quick to dispose of it once the novelty wore off.

[pearlescent-soda]

//🐲❤️Reignited Elder Dragon/ Dragonesses Romantic Orientation Headcanons

Sexuality ≠ Romantic Orientation. My thoughts regarding the romantic alignments of the Elder Dragons from the Spyro Reignited Trilogy.

TW: None

🎨Artisans:

Alban: Aromantic

Alvar: Heteroromantic

Argus: Sapioromantic

Astor: Homoromantic

Darius: Hyperromantic

Delbin: Amicusromantic

Devlin: Hyporomantic

Gavin: Implaromantic

Gildas: Panromantic

Lindar: Frayromantic

Nestor: Demiromantic

Nevin: Apothiromantic

Nils: Fictoromantic

Oswin: Biromantic

Thor: Amid

Tomas: Quoiromantic

🛡️Peace Keepers:

Andor: Acoromantic

Asher: Cupioromantic

Boris: Quoiromantic

Conan: Polyromantic

Enzo: Polarromantic

Gunnar: Demiromantic

Halvor: Biromantic

Ivor: Aromantic

Magnus: Omniromantic

Marco: Heteroromantic

Maximos: Androromantic

Ragnar: Hyporomantic

Titan: Sapioromantic

Todor: Idemromantic

Trondo: Gyneromantic

Ulric: Homoromantic

✨️Magic Crafters

Ajax: Ceteroromantic

Altair: Heteroromantic

Boldar: Gyneromantic

Cedric: Homoromantic

Cosmos: Demiromantic

Cyrus: Biromantic

Eldrid: Panromantic

Hexus: Grayromantic

Jarvis: Noviromantic

Kelvin: Heteroromantic

Lucas: Biromantic

Zander: Placioromantic

Zane: Quasiromantic

Zantor: Recipromantic

🌺Beast Makers

Bruno: Heteroromantic

Bubba: Biromantic

Claude: Demiromantic

Cleetus: Post Rubor

Cyprin: Panromantic

Damon: Hyporomantic

Isaak: Polyromantic

Jed: Burstromantic

Lyle: Gyneromantic

Rosco: Acoromantic

(Bonus) Red: Autoromantic

Sadiki: Apresromantic

Zeke: Hostiamantic

🌌Dream Weavers

Apara: Burstromantic

Azizi: Biromantic

Bakari: Amicusromantic

Baruti: Omniromantic

Copano: Homoromantic

Kasiya: Acemid

Kosoko: Abroromantic

Lateef: Panromantic

Lutalo: Biromantic

Mazi: Apothiromantic

Mudada: Homoromantic

Obasi: Akoiromantic

Revilo: Apathromantic

Unika: Duraromantic

Useni: Ceteroromantic

Zikomo: Heteroromantic

♀️Dragonesses:

Cho Lei: Biromantic

Brigid: Homoromantic

Kaitlin: Aromantic

Mrs. Funderlic: Arospike

Nanny: Heteroromantic

Heavily inspired to do this because of @Ben l'hyéne's headcanons and my own personal thoughts on the matter, but I'm leaving the sexual orientation up to the readers. I suppose in this context they would all be asexual as many of my sources were aroace spectrum support websites. Also, I would love to hear other interpretations of the dragons' romantic orientation.

Divider by @firefly-graphics

[swedebeast]

[ladybrightcynder]

Fan Art/OC Art - Ancha the Dragon

I guess this is a thing now

Also, it really makes me realise how much Ancha’s child form looks like the Skylanders character, Whirlwind. I didn’t get too much into Skylanders, but Whirlwind’s design was definitely an influence on Ancha’s colour scheme.

[reallyhappycrown]

I’m trying to get up the nerves to talk to my roommate (who is also one of my best friends) about the way that he acts in some of our serious discussions, but I’m terrified because

⚠️over sharing below⚠️

My step mother regularly used to punish me for voicing complaints that she felt were targeted and unjust, and also used to punish us for not speaking up about of needs and feelings. Tips or witchy tricks for courage or things to keep in mind?

[shadobabe]

Dragon time! Only one more to share out of my backlog. Need to draw some more!

This one is definitely one of my absolute favorites. Asher is ADORABLE. And may I say, probably a lot more bad@$$ than people might think…

Was studying screencaps of his model for this sketch, and the old boy has scars ALL OVER his body. Just everywhere. More than any other Peace Keeper as far as I can tell.

Grandpa has seen some fights!

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[trashandwriting]

Crazy how two years ago I was judging people who would not hold themselves and their needs back in order to keep the peace and now therapy thought me that this is exactly what caused my depression

[fyeahspyroandcrash]

[twelvedozenterrors]

While some of you could certainly brush up on your manners, you all have been wonderful little dragons. Enjoy your gifts! -Santa

Most kids woke up to their presents from Santa already waiting for them under the tree.

Most kids also weren’t created in batches through copious amounts of magic every dozen years. The Dragon Realms had plenty of individuals who were born the traditional way, not that it made the sizeable number of fairy-brought ones any less apparent and clustered together.

What would make a noticeable difference was that there weren’t very many kids from the previous Year of the Dragon - as Spyro could attest to - and the latest clutch ended up being bigger than normal to make up for it.

That was this nation’s special little thing - a full twelve months’ worth of celebrations for the sudden jump in population every twelve years, where even the annual holidays had that extra effort put in since they would be the first ones many would experience.

And what better way was there to celebrate the new generation’s first Christmas than with Santa delivering their presents in-person?

Once most of his deliveries around the world were done, he would spend his time in the Dragon Realms visiting each guild one by one in broad daylight, much to the delight of all its little dragons.

Overall, there mightn’t have been much in the name of children. Opinions could vary on if it was rendered more or less apparent with the 151 newcomers split across five clans, but an average of thirty hatchlings all bundled up in one place was still enough to guarantee a bustling environment. For the jolly man in red, it also proved quicker to make his rounds that way instead of having to go between countless individual houses for a change.

Within minutes of each grand debut, the floors would be decorated with shreds of colourful wrapping paper as far as the eye could see - and if they hadn’t been indoors, it’d especially stand out against the solid white sea of snow swamping most parts of the Dragon Realms lately.

The Peace Keepers were lucky enough to get snow in their arid capital; a clichéd Christmas miracle, but a pleasant miracle since it would save them the trouble of venturing out to Ice Cavern if they didn’t want to miss out on the usual winter atmosphere.

Santa’s extra efforts would be rewarded, he had a rare chance to see firsthand just how happy he was making the children of the world; and of course, the younger Artisans helped Devlin prepare a plentiful batch of the quintessential cookies to fuel the rest of his journey.

While seeing Santa and playing with their loot was enough for some of the kids, others wanted to investigate the sleigh or meet the reindeer, requests that he would gladly oblige (as long as they didn’t get too rowdy, his loyal steeds deserved a peaceful break from all the flying around). They played just as vital a role in Christmas and it was only fair that they were also smothered in gratitude.

The curtains had to close sooner or later; Santa would take his leave and continue on to the next guild for the mirth to start anew, until all five had their turn and he was off to those remaining places around the world. There was unfortunately only so much time he could spare out of an unimaginably busy 24 hour period, but any disappointment the hatchlings had was soon mitigated by them being allured with the mythical visage of his sleigh soaring into the skies.

More importantly, they could still enjoy spending the rest of Christmas with their loved ones…or of course, tackling whatever presents they had completely forgotten about opening the second he showed up.

Discussions about next Christmas were quick to arise following his departure; many of the baby dragons hadn’t yet understood that Santa would instead come during the night in the following years as he traditionally did, literally interpreting coming back next year as in he was coming back to visit next year.

Whenever the time came for the next generation of fairy-brought dragons to come along, leaving them in Spyro’s shoes to be good big siblings, Santa Claus would once again stop by to give the Dragon Realms’ newest residents the perfect first Christmas.