#Draketale

[ratsoh-writes]

SO is pregnant and hasn’t told skelly yet. SO sets up a scavenger hunt around town. At the end, the skelly ends up back at the house with a cake on the table that says “Congratulations your gonna be a father” (basically a scavenger hunt to find out their gonna be a dad lol)

Farmswap, Dancetale, Edge, Willow, Basil, Sails, Ollie, and Crow

Cider: he loves activities like this! Cider is all about the suspense, so when SO says they have a surprise for him, he basically throws his whole soul into that scavenger hunt. SO is scrambling to get the cake ready knowing their husbone will be back in no time lol. Cider barely even glances at the cake before facially jumping his SO to give them smooches. He’s ecstatic

Barley: he senses a prank and will basically have to be pushed out of the house lol. With the whiny skeleton gone, SO has plenty of time to prepare. Thankfully they enlisted in the help of one of his family members to make sure he does the scavenger hunt instead of sneaking back in to see what’s going on lol. Barley is so shocked when he finds out the news that he briefly faints lol.

Pop: a scavenger hunt??? If pop was seducable, this is how you’d do it lol. Pop finishes the hunt in record time, and spams SOs phone with scenic pictures he took along the way. SO had the cake prepped the night before, anticipating their husbone would be this fast. Pop is practically buzzing in excitement when he finds out the news!

Rhythm: oh! But it would be so much more fun if you came with him! Rhythm is a bit clingy here and isn’t getting the memo that he has to do this scavenger hunt without SO. Why would they put one together and not come with? After some convincing, he does leave. And he comes back with a cheeky grin and a bag of baby clothes. Rhythm is no dummy, he guessed half way through the hunt what the end would be. SO did leave hints after all.

Edge: “IS THIS WHEN YOU’RE GOING TO TELL ME YOU’RE PREGNANT?” …. SO had flounced up to edge this morning all excited to get the scavenger hunt started. But they forgot one crucial detail about their soulmate; he’s super anal about their health. Edge definitely tracks his SOs cycles if they’re human, or checks them every now and then if they’re monster (let’s be real, he checks his human SOs soul too). He probably found out right after SO did. He still does the scavenger hunt cause they worked so hard and he’s not letting it go to waste lol

Willow: his first thought was that this scavenger hunt is for a new craft he and SO can do together. When all the items to find though are baby related, he starts getting suspicious. When willow finally arrives home, he swings the door open dramatically and announces “YOUR SISTER IS PREGNANT!!” Almost. He almost had it. He’ll cry tears of pure joy when SO corrects him lol

Basil: SO wisely sent lilac with basil on the scavenger hunt knowing their sweet shy husbone wouldn’t like doing it on his own. Basil is a clever one, and when he and his brother finish, lilac runs in with an excited cheer while basil walks right past the cake to give his SO a warm hug and nuzzle. He’s so happy for them! He’s gonna be a dad!

Sails: all it takes is a slightly bossy tone from SO to get sails happily out of the house to do their bidding. He may be a lazy bones, but man does he love how beautifully low his SOs voice sounds when they’re annoyed lol. He comes back pensive though, connecting the dots with all the baby related things he had to find. And when he sees the cake… he gives SO the fakest “excited smile” ever! Yayyyy he’s gonna be a dad… (he’ll come around)

Ollivander: like rhythm, he’s quite put out when he learns SO won’t be coming with him on the scavenger hunt. Ollie leaves with a playful warning that it’s their fault if he does some shopping on the way back. This rich bones comes back with a custom full sized crochet baby blanket. How he managed to secure one so fast you have no idea… oh he already knew didn’t he. Ollie will lie through his teeth till he dusts that he had no idea SO was pregnant.

Crow: scavenger hunts aren’t really his style, so he’s confused when SO insists on him doing this on his own. But whatever, they’re begging and crow is a certified sucker. This is what he gets for always spoiling his SO lol. When he comes back, he’s quite surprised to see the cake and even more at the message. He thought SO was pranking him! Well now he’s delighted!! He’s gonna be a dad!

[caycanteven]

The Cannibal is probably one of the most frightening Drakelich to have risen in these mountains and fields. Not only for his appearance, but his lack of distinction between meal and ally. The only exception is his brother, The Weaver. He's merciless, defensive, and an all out powerhouse of strength to make up for his lack of magical fire-breathing abilities that most Drakelich seem to have. The Cannibal is also one of the smartest and most observant of the riot, I've noticed. Yet, only when he chooses to be, like he knows something is not what it seems, but doesn't say a single thing. He's unpredictable in every sense of the word, despite his memory failing him and unexpected moments of disassociation. I fear he may know the truth of my shifting abilities, that I'm not completely dragon...and that I'm quite smitten with the monster.

Written Excerpt from Lexodyn's Journal on the Lich Riot of The Mountain.

[draketales]

Hey folks! @clusterduck28 made this awesome design a while back

And I wanted to make some graphics with this wonderful text design. I used Canva Pro to make these.

Enjoy!!

[sterek-ao3feed]

Mate...?

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/57184276

by Draketales

After a fight with a witch coven, Derek is knocked out. Stiles, who is in college, rushes back to Beacon Hills when he hears Derek is hurt. Derek wakes up, only he doesn't seem to remember anything.

Words: 1202, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin(Mentioned), Allison Argent(Mentioned)

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Temporary Amnesia, Memory Loss, Witches, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing, stiles is 22 in this fic

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57184276

[dasturdlydangerousduck]

Thank you @justaclownwholikesducks for tagging me!!

D - Daisies (Katy Perry)

A - A Thousand Years (Christina Perri)

S - Sexy Chick (David Guetta/Akon)

T - The Diary of Jane (Breaking Benjamin

U - Use Somebody (Kings of Leon)

R - Right Now (Akon)

D - Dirty Talk (Wynter Gordan)

L - Let it Rock (Kevin Rudolf/Lil Wayne

Y - You Found Me (The Fray)

D - Dangerous Woman (Ariana Grande)

A - Anthem of the Angels (Breaking Benjamin)

N - Naturally (Selena Gomez & The Scene)

G - Given Up (Linkin Park)

E - Eyes Open (Taylor Swift)

R - Rehab (Rihanna)

O - Out of my Head (Black Eyed Peas)

U - Umbrella (Rihanna/JAY-Z)

S - Shadow of the Day (Linkin Park)

D - Dreams of an Absolution - Theme of Silver (LB - Remix Factory)

U - U + Ur Hand (Pink)

C - Clarity (Zedd/Foxes)

K - Knockout (Yung Gravy)

22 songs, = 22 tags!! @krueger4eva @ratohet @emilou-keen-gear @hiropawz @drakepad-luv-2000 @salad-of-potatoes @khionkhrayon @darkwingsnark @dragonsareawesome123 @raeloganthesonic06fangirl @mebssann @splatterphoenixart @launchpadmquac @draketales @momonoki23 @levtuve @uncaaj @goku-san @transdarkwingduck @ngaijuuyan @negawingduck @cinnabuntastic

thank you so much @happinessforevermore for the tag! always a pleasure 💜

rules: make a new post and spell out your url with song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your url.

p - paris, taylor swift

o - only angel, harry styles

p - peace of mind, imagine dragons

p - phantom, of monsters and men

y - your love (déjà vu), glass animals

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i - i miss those days, bleachers

n - norman fucking rockwell, lana del rey

m - migraine, twenty one pilots

y - you should be sad, halsey

h - happier, olivia rodrigo

a - admit defeat, bastille

i - iris, the goo goo dolls

r - ribs, lorde

i dont know that many people so i will tag: @meetmeatthemidnight, @poptart-cat-78, @stoplookingupforheaven, @selcouthangel, @tardis--dreams. (if you want to)

[collectivefandomstuff]

HOWD YOU MISS THE INCREDIBLE PUN OF DRAKETALES

woah there anon, keep your feathers on. I didn’t miss it. But let us be real here: Drake is actually a cool surname, derived originally from the mighty Dragon, king of the skies of my heart. In fact, had DC had half a head Tim’s new costume and name could have been dragon-inspired. Ah what life we could have lived were we not stuck in this hell dimension

Anywhosies, the point is that DC had the chance to make Tim’s new identity cool af and yet they chose to curse him by affiliating him with that most undignified of birds. For that they must be mocked and their creation named for what it is:

A duck.

[based-ducks]

Screenshot redraw commission for @draketales

[mighty-ant]

Slow to Fall

Commissioned by @draketales

________

Launchpad always fell in love hard and fast, and falling in love with Drake was no exception. At least not at first. 

I mean, how could he not fall in love with him? The biggest Darkwing Duck superfan he’d ever met after himself, who played action figures with gleeful abandon, who embodied Darkwing Duck’s central tenets so wholly that he already was Darkwing Duck, even before he donned the title in the smoldering studio ruins. 

 Like so many of his fleeting crushes, he expected it to end once the high stakes, adrenaline fueled rush was over. He expected it to mellow into friendship, as they so often did. But the opposite happened. 

Before Launchpad could join Scrooge and Dewey at the limousine, Drake stopped him with a hand around his elbow and a tentative smile. 

“Before you go vanishing into the night, which is kind of my job, can I get your number?”

 “Yeah, of course!” Launchpad replied, because he didn’t know how to say that he thought he’d never be hearing from Drake again after he’d done his part to further Drake’s personal journey. 

And before he knew it they were texting each other daily, calling each other every other night. Launchpad talked about his adventures with Scrooge and the boys, and now Della too. Drake told him about his first few patrols of the city, how half the people he helped thought was trying to rob them and the other half asked if he was dressed as the Duck Avenger. 

One day Launchpad spent his entire morning cleaning up the garage because Drake was coming to visit for the first time. 

Drake had sprained his ankle on some ice produced by that week’s weather-based villain and the plan was to stay in and watch all of Darkwing Duck season 4, the objectively worst season because Darkwing spent half of it with his mind switched with that of Quackerjack. They belted the theme song at the top of their lungs and Drake nearly sprained his ankle anew trying out the action poses Jim was performing. 

Launchpad knew that he would never make a better friend than Drake. He’d found it easy to talk to Drake since he just another nervous fan in front of him in line, but now? Now Launchpad knew that Drake had been bullied growing up, because he was smaller, softer, because he’d always liked the color pink. Drake knew that Launchpad left home because he feared disappointing his parents, that he questioned the importance of his role in people’s lives even still. 

So as Drake nearly fell off the couch trying to mimic Jim’s toe kick on TV, Launchpad knew that he was his best friend. 

He also knew that he loved Drake as easily as breathing, but his feelings in that regard were secondary. It was never a matter of not loving him, but a matter of what Drake wanted. And Drake didn’t want him, not like that. Which was fine because his friendship was plenty, more than that, it was perfect because Launchpad had never known one like it. 

So time went on and they continued to have movie nights, Launchpad ran maintenance on Drake’s Ratcatcher, and they had long, winding conversations about everything and nothing. Until the knowledge that he loved Drake was tucked into the back of his mind, made a distant awareness, an ache that only arose when Drake graced him with that certain smile, or his hand lingered on Launchpad’s shoulder, when the news started talking about the ‘purple weirdo’ running around St. Canard and he knew that Drake was on his way to achieving everything he’d ever dreamed. 

He woke up every day loving Drake Mallard, until it became the last thing on his mind.

From a young age, Drake modeled his life after Darkwing Duck. 

It wasn’t always intentional. It wasn’t always the purple sheet he tied around his neck, his mother’s hat he filched from the closet, the tin lunch box he brought to school. Or as an adult, the actual costume he was given, that he altered to make more show-accurate, that he felt powerful and important while wearing. 

In the beginning, it was watching Darkwing get beaten, burnt, drowned, and always get back up. It was learning not to take his upperclassmen’s beatings laying down, to fight back however ineffectually. It was standing in front of someone weaker and refusing to move, taking the bruises weeping wounds and humiliation that were meant for them. 

Darkwing Duck worked alone and he saved the city every time, so Drake distanced himself from his loveless family and the few people who tried to befriend him, because personal connections would merely serve to distract him. He was only an actor, and a struggling one at that, but even then it felt like the fate of the world hinged on him not letting himself get attached. Not letting himself be hurt. 

Then Launchpad McQuack happened. 

And as Drake stood in the rubble that had buried his hero, shoulders weighing heavily with his own ruined dreams, Launchpad brushed off his hat and pushed it into his hands

“Do what Darkwing Duck always does,” Launchpad said, unfailingly confident, “Get back up.”

No one had ever believed in Drake Mallard before. Least of all Drake Mallard. 

And then Launchpad McQuack happened. 

Drake was slow to fall in love. 

He was reckless about so much in life: his safety, his career, his pride. But his heart he guarded zealously, and until Launchpad, no one had bothered to try scaling the walls he’d built around it. 

Launchpad, who looked at Drake with admiration in his gaze whether or not he was in costume. Who brought him to a meeting of Duckburg’s last line of defense, attended by the likes of Gizmoduck and Scrooge McDuck, spies and ghosts. Who was there, arms outstretched and ready to catch him when the Moonlanders’ blows left him concussed and battered. 

In the end, how could he not love him? 

Drake was always more confident in costume than he was out of it. But scant days after the invasion, he awoke in the hospital to Launchpad dead asleep and slouched awkwardly in an uncomfortable chair beside him, his head bandaged and cheek bruised. 

Drake watched him and was hit by a tidal wave of love for this man so consuming that his breath stuttered. More than anything, he wanted to tell Launchpad how he felt right then, terrified and dazzled by the prospect. But his mouth felt cottony from the painkillers and his spotty vision was already starting to darken again. So he promised himself as oblivion dragged him under that he would tell Launchpad as soon as he recovered. 

Darkwing Duck was the brave one, but for this Drake Mallard would make an exception. 

It was their first time in Launchpad’s garage together since their last hang out was cut short by alien invasion. Drake had been released from the hospital three days ago with a warning to take it easy that he would be completely disregarding so he could go on patrol later. 

As the sky outside the windows darkened into early evening, Launchpad plugged in his fairy lights and flicked on a few of the overheads, filling the garage with soft, hazy sort of glow. He cheerfully explained that it would provide the best mood lighting for watching this particular episode of Darkwing Duck, though Drake was sorry to say he had no idea what episode that was. 

He’d risen from the couch to get a glass of water, familiar enough with the layout of the kitchen to help himself. But as he made to return to his seat, he found himself mesmerized by the sight of Launchpad, expression serene as he relaxed on the couch, his feathers tinged pink and gold by the light of the setting sun and the glittering lights framing him like a halo. 

“You okay, DW?” Launchpad asked, looking away from the television when Drake still hadn’t moved after nearly a minute. 

The glass of water trembled in Drake’s grip. 

“Yeah, LP, I’m fine,” he said, hoping he sounded convincing with his sandpaper throat. 

Launchpad smiled at the increasingly familiar nickname, and though it was a small thing, it helped bolster Drake’s confidence. He set the glass on the counter, making sure he didn’t spill it with his shaking. 

“But, ah, there was something I wanted to talk to you about,” Drake went on carefully, trying to say the words exactly like he rehearsed. 

A small furrow appeared between Launchpad’s brows, though his ever present smile dimmed only slightly. 

“Okay,” he said, reaching for the remote to lower the volume on the episode that continued to play. He shifted slightly, turning away from the television and giving Drake his undivided attention. 

Drake swallowed thickly, internally quailing under the heaviness of Launchpad’s gaze. 

“I—I just...you’re my best friend. You know that right?” he said as steadily as he could manage. He risked a glance Launchpad’s way. 

Launchpad was smiling brightly with no sign of his earlier concern. He leaned forward a bit, like he was sharing a secret. 

“I do,” he said, expression warm. “You’re my best friend too, y’know.” He cocked his head a little to the side, curious. “Is that what you wanted to tell me, DW?”

“Yes—no,” Drake said quickly. He took a breath, hoping to regain his relative sense of calm but finding it increasingly elusive, slipping through his fingers like sand. “What I mean to say is...is that also I think of you as more than a friend.”

Silence reigned in the aftermath of his confession, like the stillness in the wake of a bomb. It pressed in on Drake from all sides, making it difficult to draw breath. His heartbeat thundered in his ears as he waited, not looking up, as the ten feet of empty space between them gaped impossibly wide, a perilous yawning chasm. 

“What?” Launchpad said, not loud or angry like Drake might’ve feared, but soft and confused. 

Drake forced himself to look at Launchpad’s face. 

His eyes were wide, expression stunned, like he’d been hit over the head with a bat. Launchpad didn’t move from where he sat on the couch, staring at Drake. 

It wasn’t a rejection, at least not yet. Drake forced himself to breathe and stepped forward, reminding himself that he fought aliens a week ago. Even so, the handful of steps he took to be closer to Launchpad felt far more daunting. 

“I love what we have,” he said, keeping his eyes on Launchpad’s face. “And nothing needs to change if you don’t feel the same. I just...I had to say something when I knew the way I felt about you had changed.”

Drake shut his beak with a clack. That was all he’d had planned to say. The rest had to be up to Launchpad. Drake was within arm’s reach of him now, trying not to fidget out of nervousness. Launchpad was so tall that even when sitting down they were of a height, so Drake was able to see the rapid play of emotions across his face very clearly. 

“I didn’t…” Launchpad said clumsily, hunching over so that his elbows were propped on his thighs. “I didn’t think it was an option. You and me, r-romantically.” He raised his head quickly, hope writ large across his features, and Drake held in a gasp at the sight. 

“You’re telling me it’s possible, right? You and me, we can—you want me—”

Drake started nodding before Launchpad had even finished speaking, and he did gasp then. Tears sprung traitorously at the corner of his eyes, and he wiped them away with a rough hand. 

Launchpad held out his hand. “Drake,” he said, “c-come here. Please.”

He took Launchpad’s hand and was tugged just a few steps nearer. Launchpad’s expression of incredulous awe was a sight to behold, but Drake knew that there was certainly one better. Reminding himself to be brave, Drake moved forward, nudging Launchpad’s knees apart so he could stand in the space between. 

Launchpad’s throat clicked as he swallowed, looking up at Drake with a face equal parts elated and terrified. 

“Can I kiss you?” Drake asked, voice rough with emotion.

“You better,” Launchpad retorted shakily, “I’m still not sure if this is really happening.”

Drake moved his hands to Launchpad’s shoulders, bunching in the cotton of his shirt. He leaned forward and felt Launchpad’s breath stutter more than he heard it. Then their beaks were meeting, tentative, as if neither of them could believe what was happening. 

But Drake turned his head just so, his hand coming up to cradle Launchpad’s cheek. Launchpad made an aborted sound, almost a groan but not quite a gasp, and they were melting against each other. 

They pulled apart after a few moments, but didn’t stray far. Drake smoothed Launchpad’s shirt over his shoulders, where his eager hands had wrinkled it. 

“Convinced this is real yet?” 

“I um...I might need more uh...evidence,” Launchpad stuttered, his hands a comforting weight on Drake’s waist. 

“Then how about this,” Drake said, moving close but only to brush the hair out of Launchpad’s eyes. “Will you go out with me tonight? Patrolling the city together could be the perfect first date.”

Launchpad beamed, his nervousness beginning to fade. “I’d finally get to live out my dream of being Darkwing Duck’s sidekick.”

“Not a sidekick,” Drake said immediately, putting his hand over Launchpad’s on his waist. “Partners.” 

[nebulous-bounds-of-bad-taste]

DRAKETALES

WHOO-OOH

I HATE EVERY SECOND OF THIS

DRAKETALES

WHOO-OOH

[ratsoh-writes]

How do runes work? I saw that they can only be put by Drake monsters (and drake mages). And that they cannot be broken? But the drake fell have the strongest so... the others can be broken? Is there a way to erase them?

Ok ok. I don’t think I explained them well

So runes are a draconic magic, what the dragons used to create to guard their hoards. What a rune is, is a special symbol embedded with the energy of the dragon to make a barrier with a few rules attached to it. The symbol only acts as the stamp or fingerprint of the dragon, but the energy shapes what kind of barrier is created.

Runes are purely defensive. They can take away energy, or add it to block outside energy, so there are two types of rune barriers: walls and holes.

The wall barriers act just like a wall of magic. It allows anything except the “banned list” that the Drake monster/mage/witch pass through. The Drake can add more to the banned list depending on how powerful they are and how close their connection to their dragon ancestor is. Any being more powerful than the rune layer can break through however.

The hole barriers will take energy from anything that passes over it. So anti magic runes can block any creature from using magical attacks or spells within its boundaries. It’s limited by the power of its rune layer, so any being stronger than this rune can bypass it.

What makes runes so crazy strong though, is that a singular rune can be added to by multiple drakes in order to stack their power. It’s easy to bypass the rune of a single average Drake monster, but a dozen? Now that’s tricky.

The drakefell monsters have the strongest runes because they are the closest still to the extinct dragons. (Aka the least amount of generations between them and the dragon ancestors).

[under-art-reblogs]

💕💕💕 AAAH!!! Gosh I always love seeing my precious OC's being brought to life by you! Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! 💕💕💕

Originally when I first reached out to you about creating her, she was just a pretty skeleton dragon girly floating around in my head. But after awhile, I realized another mutual of mine ( @ratsoh-writes ) had a perfect universe of Undertale and all it's AU's with a place/characters made for this girl. Soooo I've have made a character sheet so I can play with her on that blog instead of just keeping her in my imagination.

Hopefully you find this interesting. Alright, here we go!

Introducing... Malachite!

Full Name: Malachite Caligo Fairhaven

Her AU: Draketale

Appearance and Age: Malachite is the oldest child at 38, standing at 5’6ft tall. She’s a very feminine monster with large spiraling horns and phthalo green magic, freckles, and wings to match.

Her family:

- Her father, a skeletal drake named Tanzanite, with navy-colored magic.

- Her mother, a wind elemental mage named Kaida, with honey-colored magic.

- Malachite

- Two younger siblings, (twins) Aquamarine & Amethyst. With blue and purple magic to match their names.

Friends: Her absolute bestie is Ollie, (Ollivander). And she’s pretty close with his older brother Al, (Alden). Her and Ollie are two years apart in age and have been inseparable since they were introduced as playmates by their parents, often having Alden watch over them as they grew up. Despite not living near each other anymore, you would be a fool to underestimate their friendship. Growing up together and sharing interests in the art community, (along with knowing each other for basically their whole lives) means they’re as close as ever.

Her special ability: "Twinkle toes" - as she walks, mist pools around her feet catching the sunlight.

Her weapon: A pair of twin sickles with a stylised dragon etched into the blades

Favorite Color: Silver

Social Interactivity Level: She’s a total ambivert. She values her privacy, but is truly fine with or without company. If you’ve gained her trust/friendship she’s happy to interact based on what you need. (Need time alone? That’s fine. Wanna go hang out every day? She’s down for that too!) Time by herself means she can create more art, and group outings means spending time with friends! A win/win situation as far as she’s concerned!

Favorite foods: Strawberries, pears, and seafood… of ANY kind

Favorite Item/Gifts: Sea glass, polished stones and pretty shells, jewelry, any items / trinkets that are handmade, sentimental, or unique, books on art history and culture.

Hobbies: Clothes / makeup / or jewelry shopping, photography (usually as inspiration for future projects), sunbathing at the beach, collecting artwork, watching and cheering on both spars and jousts

Stats:

LV: 0

HP: 648

DF: 24

AT: 17

Status: “Thinking about her latest project”

Personality / Job:

She’s reserved, practical, and clever but when caught unprepared for social interaction she comes across as shy, awkward, and quiet… which is unfortunate because she is a monster who takes great pride in her appearance (and is approached a lot by strangers trying to flirt). While skittish around strangers, Malachite is a very self-assured monster who enjoys all aspects of fashion and would never go out looking any less than her best. Basically, she’s embarrassed by SOCIAL INTERACTION!! Not her body/personal appearance. It's the moment you bring attention to how pretty SHE is and not her outfit or her jewelry that she gets flustered.

Full of energy, she's eager to learn and maybe a little over eager to please. This can cause her to jump the gun a bit at times trying to anticipate what might be needed, but don't worry! She'll get it right in the end.

Once you know her she’s a charming, affectionate character who is willing to go to the ends of the earth and back for her friends. She will shower them in gifts and encouragement, doing whatever she can to help them reach their goals.

She’s inquisitive and eager to learn when it comes to her interests, and (following the stereotype of many draketale monsters) she adores the arts. After the crash and the completion of Atlantis she moved to the city to study their culture and art techniques because they were so vastly different from the ones she knew of in her old AU.

She was well known for her skills in stonework before "the crash" but currently her favorite medium to create is diorama’s. Unfortunately, her art alone won’t pay the bills as her preferred mediums take time to complete. And while she sells everything at a reasonable (but high) price, it’s not enough to live on full-time.

Fortunately her passion for learning about Hadal culture created the perfect opportunity to run a side-gig as a tour guide. With her ability to fly, she knows the city like the back of her hand and has devised a way to make her tours entertaining in the best way possible. (Imagine a Disneyland, “Jungle Cruise” adventure tour guide) She’s quite good at her “day-job” receiving compliments and tips all the time, and she actually thinks it quite fun. (She treats her role as a tour guide in the same way an actor would think of the character they were playing as. She’s confident when she knows what to expect).

She has a flexible work schedule and due to her charm (and good looks) she only tends to work 3 or 4 days of the week as a guide, leaving the rest of her time dedicated to her craft.

And I think that's it? At least for now, lol. I hope you enjoyed this spam of information about her. Anyways, thank you once again Cay for bringing this girl to life!

Commission piece for @under-art-reblogs with this BEAUTIFUL icon of the forest, Malachite Caligo! This was another ground up character I had the pleasure and honor of creating, and to say I fell in love with her design is an understatement. Thank you so much again for supporting me and my work! 🥰🫶✨

[draketales]

Some of my favorite stills from The Duck Knight Returns

Launchpad's rare array of emotions and words, Drake's vulnerable and honest expressions - There's just so much to love in these pictures.

[ratsoh-writes]

Y/n question,

Have any of the Drake skeletons ran into windows?

Fun fact! The drakefell bros will no longer have wings! They’ll keep their horns though and will have tails instead! The Draketale bros will have wings but no horns and the drakeswap sisters will have wings horns and light scales

Hilda: she’s a little jet when she flies. And as a kid she wasn’t the best at slowing down, so crashes were a daily occurrence. Windows were definitely targets but so were trees, walls, roofs and other monsters lol

Saga: being the refined cautious elegant lady that she is, saga has never flown into a window…. Or flown much at all. She has a mild fear of heights. Such a waste for a monster with a beautiful large wingspan

Alden: he’s not the best flier with his small his wings are, so while he’ll flap onto high places, he rarely flies long enough to actually hit anything

Ollivander: only when he was a child!!! ….. five times. It’s not his fault their parents kept the windows so clean!

[ratsoh-writes]

How would Lush (and any other wealthy skeles, if you want) react to an S/O who is used to being poor, and is having a bit of trouble adjusting to the amounts of money he spends on them? They aren't upset by it, they're just having a bit of cultural whiplash from it. Old habits die hard, and whatnot lol.

Lush: well better get used to it baby. Lush is a skeleton of quality, and he finds ways to be sneaky about his gifts. His SO likes chocolate? He’s gonna get them the finest stuff around, but won’t tell them how much it was. Need new shoes, socks, watch? lol he’s got you. SOs worries about the money just means he learns to hide the tags on everything.

Pepper: well while he does like to gift his SO, peppers spoiling is more in the form of pampering and activities instead of material gifts like lush does. And if pepper does gift an item, it’s usually pretty practical. Like shampoo specifically for SOs hairs PH levels or stuff like that. He’s good at arguing the service is worth the price so SO isn’t “wasting” anything. And pepper can be very convincing when he wants to be~

Alden: he’s not as wealthy as many think actually. Al is rich enough to treat himself when he feels like it, but definitely not “f*ck you” rich like his brother. People always seem to think he is since they live together. So when Al gifts his SO something expensive, it’s carefully thought out and planned for. Or it’s something he made himself. SO can’t really whine about that really nice present when Al has proof he budgeted for it

Ollivander: Ollie is… well he’s filthy rich. Owning ebott’s most prominent bank system does that to you. Being born in the family he was though, Ollie never really experienced being poor or even middle class before. So he sometimes forgets what the price of every day items are. His SO could ask for some grocery money, and he hands them a couple hundred gold and will be surprised when they come back with almost 80% of it in “change” still. This is something his SO will have to explain to him.

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OK resending soooo for Birdtale, Birdswap, Birdfell, Draketale, Drakeswap, and Drakefell...

SO loves wing cuddles. LIVES for wing cuddles. So much so that they won't let skellie get out of bed in the morning because their too busy nuzzling into them

-wisteria

Quill: well crap, guess you guys are never getting up. Ok he lied, you do have to move eventually, but you and quill are notorious for being late risers simply because you two lay in bed and snuggle after waking. The cuddles turn into your “couple time” where you two just talk about anything and everything

Crow: he gets really creative about how he escapes in the morning. One day he simply glitches through you and makes a run for it cackling, another day you wake up to find you’re cuddling a mettaton body pillow instead. Crow has a busy schedule he can’t just push back for you sadly.

Mango: she’s a meanie. Mango just simply flutters her wings and feathers. That doesn’t sound too bad, unless you’re bugging said wings of course. Suddenly every feather is moving and getting all up in your face, and you have to move away to either scratch where the feathers tickled you or sneeze.

Papaya: he loves wing cuddles almost as much as you do. You always wake up in a big feather cocoon. Papaya will pull you against his chest in his sleep, and his wings always curl around you two. It’s amazing in the winter, you get your best nights of sleep then. But it’s hell in the summer. Those feathers trap a lot of heat lol

Roost: stars why do you do this to him?? Roost has to get up and open his shop, but your cute whining noises are sending little waves of pain through his soul (not literally, he’s just dramatic and doesn’t want to leave). So roost does the thing he’s best at, flirt. He knows you hate waking up, so he starts getting frisky and you get annoyed and tell him to go. Mission accomplished! Or you’re into it and he gets some. Either way he wins

Harpy: she likes to pretend she’s some hard*ss who can never be swayed, but for her SO harpy is a complete sucker. When you give her the sad puppy eyes and hold on to her wings, her soul just melts and she begrudgingly agrees to stay another hour. After a while of this pattern, harpy resorts to keeping her laptop by the bedside and she’ll just do her paperwork and emails in the morning while you get your extra cuddle time in

Alden: after a while of dating you, every semester you notice that al is conveniently only teaching evening classes at the college leaving his mornings free for cuddles whenever he wants. If he isn’t hit by some artistic inspiration that is. Nothing can distract him then lol. You take what you can get

Ollivander: every morning is a battle between you two lol. You whine at Ollie to stay, he he whines back that he needs to get ready for work. You’re crushing him here, he loves you but please! He can’t go to work in his pajamas! He always leaves you with a ton of kisses though, feeling bad he has to go. Ollie is a sweetie

Barin: lol you thought. Barin doesn’t care if you’re holding on to his wings, when he needs to get up, he just does. And unless you let go you’re getting dragged out of bed too. He always chuckles at your disgruntled whines like the meanie he is

Arwin: like roost, he chooses flirting as his weapon. It’s a morning ritual for him to start getting handsy with you a few minutes before he has to get up. If you’re gonna make it hard for him, he might as well have fun with it.

Hilda: oh my stars you’re so cute she might die. You get tons of nuzzles from her in the mornings. Hilda isn’t really “aware” when she first wakes up, so she always gets super snuggly if she’s woken up by you cuddling her wings. It’s wonderful honestly.

Saga: her wings are smooth and almost soft so they make great pillows to her embarrassment. Saga always wakes up a bit flustered when she finds you hugging them. She’s nicer than the others and will gently whisper to you to let go until you have mercy on her.

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HEY YALL! Today I’m gonna introduce two new AUs called Draketale and drakefell! Thank you so much @turtleskele for giving me the idea and characters!!

Now to start, yes this AU is about the dragons! In these two AUs, all monsters and humans mixed with dragons ages ago. Almost every person in this au is descended from the drakes at some point! They’re surface AUs meaning the monsters were were always living around humans and vice versa. The monster populations of both AUs are smaller but come with the largest chunk of mages that any au has seen!

The biggest thing this au adds is runes! To explain:

Runes are symbols of protection carved into an object, normally stone or gems, something that’ll last.

What runes can do is act as security. The simplest are just warnings and will alert the owners of the property of intruders. The best can make “domes” that are impossible to pass without clearance, and can even “turn off” any magic in their spaces.

Runes can only be used for protection. There’s been plenty of monsters and witches who’ve tried getting them to change but no one has been successful

Now the difference between the Draketale AUs and the drakefell AUs is what they focused on. The Draketale people inherited their dragons ancestors love for hoards. These people are very materialistic and adore the arts. Many of them have taken over the banks, schools and arts of ebott

The drakefell people inherited their ancestors warlike tendencies. They’re territorial people, enjoy combat and challenges, and take protecting their people very seriously. Many have joined the royal guard, mines or work with runes in some way.

It’s pretty easy to identify a human/mage/monster from Draketale and drakefell. Just look for:

Horns! The most common trait any of these people have are two-six horns on the top of the head. The sizes and shapes vary, but the vast majority (even the humans) have a pair

Slitted eyes. Another trait shared by most monsters and humans, small oval eye openings instead of the normal round ones is really common.

Scaling patterns on the skin. Some monsters and humans have small patches of scales. This is normally reserved for those who have more draconic blood than others

Wings, only those closely descended from the strongest have the large dragon wings of their ancestors.

Now meet the draketale and drakefell bros!!

Draketale:

Alden/Al (Draketale sans):

He’s a draconic skeleton monster standing at 5’5 with bold aqua blue magic. He has smaller horns that curve backwards and smooth standard dragons wings. He is currently 45 years old

Al is a very intelligent monster with a tendency to daydream. He’s an artist at heart and very passionate, but tires easily non his projects making him flighty and unpredictable when it comes to plans and favors. He’s got a mischievous side and likes pulling little pranks on his friends.

He is a professor at ebotts university in the art department! He teaches the sculpting class. He’s also a freelance artist on the side. Al specializes in making figures and scenes out of stone, marble, crystal and metal.

As a draconic monster, Al has the ability to lay down runes. He is fairly decent at this and uses simple ones to protect his artwork.

His special ability is glowing wings. That’s it. And he can’t turn it off either so when he goes to the movies he has to have his wings covered lol

His magic weapon of choice is a baseball bat in the shape of a Roman bust lol. It’s design is terrible when it comes to practical use but man does it look cool.

Hobbies: sculpting of course, collecting crystals and rocks, also collecting old artwork, wine tasting, playing the harp, comedy shows, poker

Loved items: his favorite three rocks are aquamarine, purple amethyst and green Jasper, loves fancy rock pics, gold, old art from any culture, sparkling wine, fancy card decks, operas and instrumentals, hand buzzers, those fancy scented slimes 

Olivander/Ollie (Draketale papyrus):

He is a draconic skeleton monster standing at 6’6 with a light gold magic. He has the standard horns that curl backwards and smooth standard dragon wings. He is currently 40 years old

Ollie is a true collector. He embraces his hoarding nature from his dragon ancestors and loves to surround himself with pretty things and people. Ollie is a real socialite who comes across as sweet, playful and generous but is quite the shrewd businessman underneath. However he also has a heart of gold and strong sense of Justice. Anything he’s collected over the years he’s made sure he earned the right way.

Ollie owns and operates one of the largest banks in ebott. He mainly deals with those around the farm district and mountains but his customers spread all over. He’s known for fair policies and holding up his bargains, but also being harsh on loaners who don’t pay back.

As a draconic monster, ollie has the ability to lay down runes. He is pretty competent, but prefers to hire the local guild to protect his bank and home instead. They’re the true masters

His special ability is fine polish. By rubbing a stone between his fingers he can give it a smooth beautiful polish when he concentrates. He never uses his ability and Al is terribly jealous of it

His magic weapon is a tall and thin staff with ornate pointed spikes on the top end

Hobbies: COLLECTING SHINY SH*T. Jewelry, art, bobbles, weapons, books you name it. If it’s valuable, old and ornate he loves it. He’s also a secret collector of the Batman comics and has a crush on Batman lol. Also likes raising exotic birds, interior design, jogging, book clubs, dance shows, cultural festivals, and poker

Loved items: valuables in general but is particularly keen on tapestries and metalworks, birds, wallpaper and tile samples, bathrobes, perfumes, beginner artists (he supports a lot of them and collects artists like his antiques)

Drakefell:

Barin/Barry:

He is a compact looking draconic skeleton monster. He stands at 5’10 and has a greenish grey magic color. He is currently 48 years old. He is a halfbreed with a brown soul for loyalty

Barin is the definition of duty. He never breaks a promise and always does his work with his all. He has a strong sense of Justice and despises anyone who don’t whole their ends of a bargain. He’s a harsh leader, but also knows a good balance between when to push and when to rest his “subjects”. He has a bit of a hard time allowing himself to unwind when he feels like there’s still things to do, but his loved ones can bully him into it lol. Never ever get into a bet with him. He will win.

Baron was once the leader of his clan. Sadly it’s been disbanded under the new rulers. Nowadays though he leads a guild of rune masters which surprise surprise, is mostly his old clan members lol. They cover the mountain that had the famine monsters trapped, now a large mining complex. They keep the mines maintained and also sell their services to ebott protecting buildings with rune arrays. Even the royal palace uses their runes.

As a draconic monster, Barin has the ability to lay down runes. He is considered a master at the craft and will step away from his leading to do special projects if he’s paid enough ;)

His special ability is gun-concentrate: when he’s injured, if he’s leaking “blood” (ecto), his blood reacts with the sunlight making an explosive liquid. All it needs is a tiny bit of fire to set off. It’s a very dangerous ability as the level of explosion can’t be contained, so he’s extra careful to dodge when fighting

His magic weapon is a two handed long sword with his clans coat of arms on the blade

Hobbies: creating and laying runic arrays, LISTENING TO MUSIC, he’s a massive music nerd and loves every genre, swordfighting, hunting, foraging, pedicures/manicures, stargazing/astronomy

Loved items: musicians, his clan, wild boar meat, beer, telescopes, beautiful sword scabbards, stews, his spell book, the color gold

Arwin/Ari:

He’s a large draconic skeleton standing at 6’8 with darker missy green magic. He is currently 32 years old. He is a half breed with a green soul for kindness

Arwin despite his rough upbringing in the clan always seemed to hold on to his softness. He’s a kind gentle monster and really detests fighting, but is more than capable of doing so if he needs. He’s personable and a smooth talker, he’s very popular despite his scarier looks. Hes very protective over the weaker ones in his “clan”, especially the humans and sees himself as a bit of a knight in shining armor

Arwin was a soldier for the clan and the next in line if anything happened to barin. When the clan disbanded after the crash, he became a part of the guild instead, keeping his role as his brothers loyal second in command. Arwin now works as a sort of spokesman for the guild. He handles contracts and getting the guild new deals. He also settles any conflicts between the members when barin isn’t around.

As a draconic monster, Arwin has the ability to lay down runes. He is considered a master at the craft and goes out often for rune jobs when his paper work isn’t piled up.

His special ability is dolled up: he can make another monsters magic color brighter or even a different shade by placing his hand on their face. It’s only temporary and is a fun party trick

His magic weapon is twin curved blades. They both have the clan coat of arms on the blade.

Hobbies: true crime podcasts, parties and dancing, hunting, rave/techno/fast paced music, laying down runic arrays, sword fighting

Loved items: the color sky blue, his clan, humans, honey comb and honey glazed meats, murder mystery books, dance dance revolution/just dance.

Side characters:

Marcheline (drakefell undyne): the third in command of the guild should anything happen to barin and arwin. She is faithful, incredibly strong, harsh, and has little tolerance for whiners. She trains the new guild members as well as helps keep up the mines. She is an incredibly tall draconic river monster with pitch black scales, moss green hair, and a pair of large curling horns that are dusted gold to match her gold eyes.

Farbon (drakefell grillby) he’s from a rival clan in drakefell but took to modern ebott easily. He is a blacksmith and is known for his intricate gold work. Any jeweler worth their salt buys from him. He works closely with Ollie at times.

Fafnir, the king of Draketale, a large goat monster with pitch black fur, large silver horns and wings. He’s the oldest royal on the lineup and the great grandfather of the Draketale bros. He helps zeus with the budget and regulates the banks loans and business grants. He’s a happy spouse to his beloved mate Delphyne

Delphyne, the queen of Draketale, a large goat monster with four topaz curled horns and a pair of black wings and coal grey fur. She is the queen of Draketale and the great grandmother of the Draketale bros. She is the oldest “toriel” on the rulers lineup and is neck deep in the colleges and art programs of ebott. She’s a happy spouse to her beloved mate fafnir.