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This is my first time posting my art and also my first time making fanart!

This is how I imagine Joron looking at the mid point of Call of the bone ships. Not sure of his age but i’m pretty sure he’s still young.

I like to hc that the gullaime gives him beads of bone that he scrawled on as gifts

pls don’t mind certain inaccuracies like his clothing (i couldn’t visualize it) 😭

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Any fic recs for a morally grey tim drake? Just read one and can't find the vibes anywhere else help meeee

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people will say "why cant the eldritch gods just be nice to humans :((" and then kill a bug for existing near them

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The world’s tiniest dragon must defend his hoard, a single gold coin, from those who would steal it.

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jinx: *makes an ableist joke towards viktor*

viktor: *immediately deadnames her*

they deserved more time together lmfao

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haha im in danger                               ヽ                                     ඞ 

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.... party ...

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A proposal: Deep sea mermaids coming up to the surface for the first time and getting loopy on the excess amount of oxygen in the air compared to what they’re used to.

Ohh let's get scientific about mermaids for some headcanons:

● Most mermaids live in shallower waters, no deeper than 200 and 300 meters deep, where they can keep their lovely coral gardens and such. Here there is always enough sunlight, oxygen, plant growth and animal life to make for a very comfortable habitat.

● No one likes to live in the shadowy, oxygen poor middle zone somewhere between 300 and 1500 meters deep. There is not enough sunlight, very little oxygen, and it's just not a good time. Most mermaids hate even traveling through it and avoid it whenever possible.

● But much deeper in the ocean there are vibrant communities again. Pale, squid-like mermaids that cannot ever leave the dark, heavily salted water of the deep. Just like the ones living closer to the surface can never come down to them.

● These deep-sea and surface mermaid communities would be completely cut off from each other, if it weren't for the big, sturdy mermaids, built like whales, that are capable of withstanding the huge pressure differences and can visit both the depths and the surface. They carry news and presents up and down, going wherever they please. But the surface mermaids know not to swarm them with questions as soon as they arrive, because they need at least half an hour to be drunk on sunlight and oxygen whenever they come back from the deep.

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Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.

But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.

None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?

And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.

Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.

A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.