#raptor dont look

[dxwnxdusk]

“...Would you look at this...So much for the 'great sage' am I right?”

The rattle of chains that echo through the frigid area. He’d never had thought he’d get such a sight. Such negative energy that flourished in the chamber. The “Macaque...” that’s hissed from the other is tainted. Raw. Rugged. Almost breathless as the edges of his lips curl upwards, fangs brushing over his own lips as they show in all their glory. He can feel the adrenaline pumping through his veins. What an absolute treat that he’d found. Sure he was more than aware she more than likely allowed him to find this. Despite the fact he was meant to be able to handle the dead of winter, even he felt a faint chill being in here. He could only imagine how the other was fairing from the way a cold mist lurked around his frame, how lips were parted enough he could see the edges of the other’s top fangs with each shuddering inhale. His lungs quaking in his chest. A faint crackle with each movement. This was a place of holding. Only the most extreme measures could hold this being after all. Even with half gas in the tank this being was still very much a threat to him. While he certainly did not pull this stunt off. It felt oh so wonderful to see the other suffer. His heart might just very well explode from glee. Threatening to tear him apart as he makes his way forward, false golden eyes staring over the other as a whisper-like chuckle escapes him.

“You should see the look on your face.” The unbridled rage, the way the other twitches with residual pain when his claw seizes his jaw and forces the king to gaze at him directly. The way the other’s claws curl so tightly into fists as he struggles against the ivory blue chains that keep him restrained. How the whispers crawl now and again, searching for another point of weakness in the king’s frame. To invade. To indulge themselves. What an absolute symphony.

“Of course you would send them after such. You knew this would happen. Not quite like this however quite clearly. Oh how the mighty have truly fallen so far from grace~” Poisoned words. Nothing more. He could indulge in this all he wanted but at the end of the day he’d been sent down here for a reason. A very real threat hung over his head, one much more worse than what Wukong could dish out if at all in this state. The whispers chant for a moment. A part of him deep inside writhes. The future screams at him of many scenario’s, the past weeps for the present. Yet the present cheers. A thirst for revenge that his entire being writhes for as he releases his grasp. Slowly checking the stability of the chains while that scarlet gold gaze lingers on him. Something in his heart mourns for a moment. An unspoken apology.

                                                                           B r e a k                h i m

A few heartbeats pass of silence, the king trying to pull the chains far enough to turn to Dusk and then—unbelievable agony. Fire-like pain lanced along his spine and spread through his system like a quick-acting poison and for a few rigidly tense moments, he felt as though he couldn’t breathe. Vision swimming, head ringing and unable to hear anything except the overzealous yells in his own voice, Dawn believed death would be nicer in his delirious-from-pain state-of-mind.

And then, as quickly as it all came, it ended. Form flopping listlessly to the floor, hands balled up into tight fists, Dawn  inhaled deeply, striving to regulate his pulse rate so he avoided blacking out. Whole body tingling, like suffering from full-body pins and needles, he remained flat-out on the floor, regaining his shattered composure in slithers. It doesn’t come. Claws dig deep into his hair and pull his head back. Lips parting open as the pressure builds again. A choked noise as Scarlet Gold meets Milky White and Pale Violet. The king’s legs kick, pitifully as those eyes gaze down at him. Pitifully pulling at chains. “You took something from me.” Is the words he hears before a haunting scream tears from the king. A choked sob as blood splatters against dark black tiles. A raw noise that invoked too many emotions as the figure beneath the warrior writhes. Claws dragging against the tile before his body goes lax. A scarlet gold eye rolls into the back of his head as dust kicks up with the faint echoing thud.

The drip of blood. Painfully slow as it trails down his claws as there’s the faint sound of a cloak tearing. The sound of blood hitting tile floors stops for now. Teeth bared as he curses himself for shaking. Even as her magic swiftly crawls across the king and he watches as the cracks in flesh begin glowing, pale white socket staring back at him as the other remains closed. The slow twitch before lips ever slightly open. He’s never felt so disgusted by himself before. He was sick of this. So sick. The past screams at him. The present regrets. The future weeps. He was no warrior anymore. He could hear the strain of a heartbeat on the other side of the world. That beating hope. Frail. It would probably shatter soon. He wipes his claw on the edges of the new cloth, brushing over segments of armor underneath as he slowly gazes away. What feels like hours had only been maybe half an hour at best. Fuck. A claw runs through his fur, a faint tremble. Was this really what he’d become?                                                                The kid was going to need a miracle.

[stxnekxng]

@takeachanceontoday

It's a sputtering rasp. His body aches, it protests. He'd managed to get the map to the kid, he'd managed to get a clone out to speak the words for him. The kid would manage. He had faith. Because if he could fight still...so could the kid. But being so drowned in the darkness, the faint light only from the edges of the door, peeking in. His stomach aches, if he focused too much on it he's sure he'd feel bile shortly soon. Willing his mind away from the horrid feeling sourcing in the depths of his gut to focus on the other sensation that's tormenting him. The chill almost akin to sub zero that left frost over his body. A body that was pressed against the bars. A body that protested against being awake. A gaze down to his fingers allows him to feel the way they're slowly growing stiff. It was only a matter of time. His fight was a loosing one, but he was going to buy as much time as he could. Not for his sake. He wasn't going to be strong for his sake. He'd be strong for them.

The click of the door answers it for him as the static builds in his ears. The vile voice that echoes ever slightly as the door swings open. A cool fog that rolls in accompanied by a low noise that builds in the depths of his chest as he pushes himself up. But it's no use as pale blue flames ignite from the torches across his prison. The rattle of chains before ivory pale ones erupt out of the glowing sigil below his feet, a cry of anger passing through his lips as he's pulled to his knees, tail lashing behind him.

"-I doubt you want this fate?"

Arms pull tight against the chains, head whipping around to try and gaze through the fog. He can't make out the figure besides her but he can't help the agitation at the fact he's being shown off in this state. A choked inhale as a cold blossoms in the depths of his chest, his vision flickers and his fur stands on edge. Until his shimmering gold flickers outwards and banishes her from him once more. His arms shake, but he is unaware of who has seen his predicament.

[wingsofwater]

peach pit

[id : a chubby skywing dragon named pyrite, who has yellowish-orange scales with a lighter yellow underbelly and dark freckles across her scales, resembling the inside of a peach. she has a crest of dark spines along the back of her neck and on the tip of her tail, antler-like horns, her body is dappled with scars, and she wears a cord around her neck like a choker. she is sitting down, facing towards the left, with her wings held open and an uncertain expression on her face. the background is a teal rectangle with inverted peach blossoms overlayed on top of it. end id]

[twishouse]

blargghhh this took me 7.5 hours and i HATE IT

[midnightfire830]

Hello, my dear friend, midnight! Hope you are having a wonderful day/night! I've got a few questions about your lovely character, Nix.

My first question is, how can he see with the cloth covering his eyes? Does he use his ears to listen to his surroundings, like listening to vibration? Is he blind? Is he hiding his eyes on purpose? If so, what for and why?

My last question is, is he skittish? From the art you've posted of him, he seems like a skittish fella. If he is skittish, what happened to him to make him skittish?

(LOL, I sound like Holly asking all these questions.)

Ohoho!!! We’ve got some good questions over here

😏

Three reasons.

1. To hide his identity so no one recognizes him easily.

2. On the contrary he can see TOO well. The blindfold helps him limit his sight. Makes things a bit easier to bear

3. Predator birds rely on their sense of sight so the act of covering their line of sight helps them stay calm. That’s why in falconry training they sometimes put hoods on their birds.

(This varies when it comes to AUs. For example in Poppy playtime he is legitimately blind but for BATIM it’s a bit different) ^^

And he’s kind of skittish and shy. More so when around strangers or people he doesn’t trust, in intense/dangerous situations, and in arguments. He hates confrontation, that comes from dealing with his family. If he’s around his friends like Bob who is @ireallylovepuppies101 ‘s OC (sorry for the ping) he’s a lot more comfortable and becomes a more confident guy with a sarcastic sense of humor.

Thanks for the asks Fox!!! You’ve got some real interesting ones!!!

[judgingskeletons]

Pls judge my bones 🥰✨🙈

I mean this in a very positive and "I think that's cool" way, that first one of your spine reminds me of a centipede, and now i want to make a centipede out of bones. Love these x-rays! Love the bones, love the organ shadows, love that I'm not 100% sure if I know whether that's a front or back view of the pelvis (I'm only mostly sure it's the front)!

Love your bones! Thanks for sharing them <3

[jrueships]

HELLLP!!!!!! JHELP HIM!!!!!!!!! Y ARE U JUST STANDNING THERE!??!?!?!??!?? HELPHIMMMMMMMMMMKMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[vampir3kitten]

oh to be a group of gull fledglings cuddling on a soft fleece bedding

[actualsunflower]

aaawwwwwwww yeeeeaaaahhhhhh

Spino!!!!!!!!!! FUCK yeah

[demadogs]

i dont think ive ever lost footage or photos from my sd card and ive been using a camera for like 8 years how do people handle this kinda grief im fr losing my shit

[dxwnxdusk]

Slowly he makes his way forward. To the struggling frame still. Even as the last remnants of her fade away before the body goes still. Alive. Alive. He was alive. Barely. The way he could hear as the last of her power faded. Perhaps he should be grateful in a sense one offset was that the remnants of her power had worked to heal what it could for the fallen king. Slowly he crouches down besides him.

How unfortunate that it ended up like this huh? That now he knew.

What a fucking mess.

[stxnekxng]

War will be continued tomorrow. Thank you all for watching or participating with your reactions or contributing.

Next up on DOWNFALL | WAR EVENT.

WAR FORM CORRUPTED KING VS MONKEY KING MK

[aplpaca]

Do you have any cool bird facts

female raptors (eagles, hawks, falcons, etc) are larger than male raptors in pretty much all species. this happens even in groups not closely related to each other (ex: hawks and falcons), so its beneficial enough in their niche that its evolved independently a few times, though its unsure exactly what that benefit is atm (bc unlike males being larger in a lot of mammals, female raptors dont make a habit of fighting each other or using size to attract mates as far as we know). ex: heres a male and female Cooper's Hawk

somewhat mentioned above but falcons are more closely related to parrots than they are to hawks

Gray Catbirds and American Robins have been witnessed raising young in the same nest at the same time. In one instance (reported by Mulvihill and Murray), they were recorded caring for the young of both species in the nest, and when the Catbird young fledged, the adult Catbirds continued to provide food for the not-yet-fledged Robins. heres a pic of the nest from the report

the worlds oldest known bird as of 2024 is a wild Laysan Albatross named Wisdom who's 72-73 years old (at minimum, we dont actually know her birth date, just that she was at least 5 years old when she was banded in the 50s) and still raising chicks. here's her with one of her chicks

also Albatrosses have wingspans of up to 3.5m/11.5ft and have been recorded flying 49,700 miles without touching land (they do land in the water to eat tho)

this is from personal experience but if you walk around in a north american grassland for long enough, you Will get jumpscared by a Mourning Dove bc they make their nests on the ground in the grass and like to hang out on the ground in the grass and they also like to wait until youre right overtop of them to freak out and fly away from you

Bald Eagles don't get their fully white heads and tails until theyre about 5 years old

A lot of birds have been observed incorporating cigarette butts into their nests, and a study in Mexico on House Finches found that this actually results in drastic decreases in parasites affecting young compared to nests without them

Cedar Waxwings (and Waxwings in general) just look so smooth. they look like someone airbrushed them. look at this shit

in Jacanas, females lay eggs in multiple males' nests, and then the males raise the young by themself. Also they carry their babies under their wings like this

Horned Guan. Theyre endangered and live in a small area of central america. both the males and females have the little horn fez, the males just have taller ones

[gascreates]

them :) dino refs finally complete, so now i can make all the joke comics i want

design thoughts under the cut

aang- second hardest design to ge through. at first i couldn't decide on a species, and then i couldn't get the colors to work. believe it or not, bright yellow right next to bright blue is painful to look at. so instead i opted for an all orange color pallette. does he look like a candy corn? yes. and we love him for it. puny lil candy corn avatar

katara- sweet baby so easy, love her, perfect design, no tears shed except for joy. also GIGANTIC. non negotiable part of her design tbh. and aquatic dino!! spinosaurus was the only choice. the sail is meant to look like her necklace! isnt that cool. im so cool and talented.

sokka- nanuqsaurus is! maybe a cold weather dino. possibly. so we did that. he's smaller than his sister and he's mad about it :) also, him face is warriors paint!! and i know that atla water tribes didn't really have anything to do with orcas, but I love orcas and i wanted to give sokka some recognizably hunter-y pattern. so, orca white markings.

toPH- i am ENDLESSLY SUGFERING. do you know how many times i flip flopped on toph's species. do you understand how many hours i spent debating over the benefits of triceratops vs protoceratops?? ankylosaurus vs. pachysephalosaurus???? my agony is unending. im still unsure. sacrificing the concept that toph could take down a t rex (trike) for the small n unassuming character theme (proto). also the badgermole looking markings are cool i guess

zuko- this is where you pretend that im bot playing favorites when it comes to dino species. why is he a deinonychus? cuz i like big raptors, that's why. go away. dont look at me. he's cute. he looks like a bird and i love that for him. also something something aang and zuko similar species that specialize differently based on how their environments changed them, zuko an echo of the potential of flight and aang an echo of the potential to hunt. flock bird vs pack hunter. same but different.

height chart:

i really cant say if it's accurate at all to the real dinos, but i was lazy and didnt want to do math, so it's just eyeballed heights. the important part is that we understand how tiny aang is and how massive katara is

[moonlit-dreamers]

*sighs loudly* so i Was going to draw them but turns out my own design is too difficult for me to draw. but i'll be making this post anyway bc this au has been cooking for so long i might as well!

Featherless Flight AU

aka dca avian au where these fucks r BIRDS

(disclaimer this is a sun x moon au. it also deals with heavy themes such as child abuse, death, violence, and. ya know. wutever tws come with the apocalypse (also these will not be talked about in detail in this post))

nothing robotic in them. just feathers, blood, and bones. a lot of that stuff may be lost or break throughout their story! but lemme at least tell u wut they look like (without having my own drawings OTL (i only have a ref for their faces (which im not confident of)))

a quick note for both of their designs, they r both Fully Covered in feathers, including their arms and faces (yes they have arms And wings). the only places that dont have feathers is their lower legs and hands. they have anthropomorphic legs. and their face shape is also similar to a barn owl, as shown here (ignore the lack of mouths, idk wut to give them)

suns design! he has the coloring and general design of a sun conure. hes full of bright reds and yellows, tho the green is replaced with a bit of blue. he has multiple crests around his head that fluff up similar to a cockatiel but theyre in a way that make it look like rays. in the drawing above is wut they look like without their crests raised; that is their default. suns feet r grasping feet which r 2 toes in the front and 2 in the back. sun has high speed wings so aes a lot faster. (if u dont know wut any of this means i recommend u look it up, im a bird nerd) sun is also specifically an omnivore (them having different diets is actually plot relevant)

moons design next. moon is the color of a hyacinth macaw tho his anatomy is closer to an owl. he has one large crest on his head like a cockatoo. its also colorblind! since its anatomy is based mainly off of owls, for moons ability to see at night means he can see less colors. and bc hes more sensitive at night his eyes r always half closed in light, making it look sleepy despite being fully awake. moon has raptor feet with 3 toes in the front and 1 in the back. xis claws r also much larger than suns. moon has passive soaring wings which is better for longer flights. and moon is a carnivore :)

theres also an eclipse but their design is an enigma to me even in my own mind

but back to sun and moon! if anyone is curious moon uses he/it/xe pronouns while sun uses he/it/ae pronouns. they r both aroace and love each other deeply (qpr babyyyyy). sun is genderfluid while moon doesnt give a shit (agender).

sun is more bubbly and energetic. very much high energy bouncing off the walls. hes the kind of optimist where u cant tell if their "bright side"s r trying to help or be condescending. its a master at back handed compliments. heavily a perfectionist and will reach the point of screaming fits if wut he doesnt isnt perfect. ae has a lot of self image issues. ae hides a lot of aers lack of self confidence and doubt behind a wall of "im the best", tho that wall can crash very easily. a bit of a flirt, but mainly bc he just enjoys seeing how ppl react. he takes compliments from everyone but moons compliments r always the best

moon is lower energy and calmer. at least, he acts like it. hes more reserved and if it wasnt for sun he wouldnt have any friends or talk to ppl at all. he fears abandonment and sun is the only person who has stayed with him this whole time and is the only person he truly trusts. is very aggressive towards anyone it doesnt know. despite being shorter than sun (hes 6ft while sun is 7ft) it definitely does a good job at intimidating ppl. over time when xe becomes comfortable with someone xe will eventually calm down and show a bit of a softer side to them. when xes actually calm and likes someone xe can be a bit... chaotic :)

im honestly not sure where ill start their story since ive already thought about their childhood but i also wanna write about their adulthood as well. the story of their childhood mainly deals with the abuse they went through, then with adulthood theyre shoved into an apocalypse bc... y not :) (btw the apocalypse is mainly just bc ive been enjoying apocalypse aus a Lot lately and wanna write one. the child abuse is for their development and to show y they act the way they do. while it will be fun to write their development, i am by no means saying abuse is okay and this topic will be treated carefully and seriously.)

oh theyre also nd as Fuck

but yeah. these r my babies! i hope to at some point start writing the fic so i can show it to u all, but im already in the process of writing another fic, which will be coming out soon!

[rhythmwriterrr]

Disassembly Drones and The Basement

One thing I like about EP 6 of Murderdrones is when they go down there, there’s just a bunch of dead Disassembly Drones and text of blood on the walls saying DONT.

Like there could have been DOZENS of Disassembly Drones down there trying to get into the basement but stopped by the Sentinels/Raptor Drones.

Writings of “DONT LOOK AT THE LIGHTS” of the ones who tried to survive their wrath by their own oil blood.

It must have been terrible and terrifying.

To have a job of getting rid of Worker Drones to soothe your own body from overheating- it feels powerful, it feels great like an adrenaline rush- Murderous fun.

To being told to try to explore the basement without any other instructions, many probably thought it was no big deal and they could have done what they’ve been told- but going down there and seeing other discarded Disassembly Drones who’ve also tried to do the same before you have. It must have been an irking feeling they never expected…