#and her mom that's also a pearlcatcher works there too!

[ornithic]

a good chunk of my dragons in fr have similar colours and have a bug gene(?) design on their wings, if it's not a feathered dragon species

and that was Unintentional,

[creatuesfromthedeep]

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🍓Show off your favorite wet cat (pathetic) dragon and share a fun fact about them!

Salenor is undoubtedly my favorite wet cat. He's so pathetic. He's everything to me. His weird relationship with his boss is the reason why workplaces need HR. He dug someone else's grave. He was regularly locked out of his own workplace because none of his coworkers liked him. He was solely responsible for managing 99% of the official government business but everyone treated him like an intern. He didn't even do his villain arc right, he spent the entire time brooding and looking pretty. He's in jail and he only sort-of deserves it. He's an accomplice to murder. He has a tragic backstory but frankly his present situation is much more pressing. Everyone still thinks he's a boring wet towel and he literally joined a death cult for awhile

🍌Show off your favorite couple/throuple/etc and share some information on how they first met, fell in love, etc!

Kireg and Niranye my beloveds... They are toxic yuri to me. They had an adorable office meet-cute at their workplace, and began dating soon afterwards; they kept things light between them, but they were both very serious and dedicated to making it work. Niranye in particular, who is a hopeless romantic, wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with Kireg. Kireg, who struggles with intimacy and letting people close, finally found someone she could trust. Then Niranye was coerced slash forced to join aforementioned death cult, was an accomplice to the dragons who destroyed their town, and got imprisoned in a magical bubble. Niranye also got a daughter during this time. Kireg, who was outside the bubble, then had to rebuild from scratch and manage a group of refugees from their destroyed town. Niranye eventually ended up successfully defecting, and got caught and imprisoned.

For some reason, none of this has dissuaded Kireg from wanting a relationship with Niranye. They're rebuilding, albeit slowly.

All of this has resulted in what I think is my magnum opus, in terms of dialogue:

"I don't deserve this," Niranye started, and held up a wing to silence Kireg's protests. "I didn't wait either. I have a daughter named Eurydice, she's a Shade construct made in my image,"

Niranye waited for Kireg to start shouting, or to get up silently and leave the room. She braced herself for if the pearlcatcher flung weak blows against her in anger, though something deep in her mind was assured that Kireg would never do such a thing.

Kireg did none of those things. She whirred her bottom lip with uneven fangs, took a few deep breaths, and spoke.

"It was a year. We were separated by an impenetrable magical dome. I would be a hypocrite if I judged you," Kireg stated, as if she was convincing herself. Maybe she was. "You just.. Found alternatives to me, while we were separated,"

"I cheated on you with the Shade," "I suppose you did,"

They both sat silent for a solid thirty seconds. Niranye counted every agonizing second.

"It was just the Shade, correct? Not Salenor or Abran?" Kireg asked tentatively, and Niranye burst out laughing at the thought. She wasn't sure Abran was emotionally capable of having a mate, and Salenor was definitely too preoccupied with himself to seek out romance.

"Of course not! It was Rhoslyn who created Eurydice, but she was made in my image; she always called me mom, and well, it stuck," Niranye explained, suddenly rushing through the words as if more information would make the situation less awkward instead of more awkward.

"That's not proper cheating, Niranye!" Kireg cried out, and held her head in her claws while shaking it gently. Kireg snorted, and then devolved into laughter. "I can't believe I thought you'd actually cheated on me with-- with the Shade, of all things!"

-- From Heartbreak was Never So Loud

[maned-cerdae]

Namesakes

“fav! you wrote lore for the first time in forever! whats it about?”

“yeah its like 2000 years into the future and-”

“EXCUSE ME”

“Now come away from the window, or you’ll break the glass and fall through. Besides, today we’re learning about your namesake. Aren’t you interested in learning more about her?”

Ayla turned towards her tutor, fins flicking in annoyance. “But I don’t wanna learn anything today! I want to look at the pretty clouds. Besides, these windows haven’t been made with glass for like, 500 years or something.”

Her tutor raised one eyebrow and took another puff of his pipe, and Ayla sighed and sat back down with a huff.

“Good good. Well then. Today we’re gonna be learning about the formative years of the Democratic Republic of Akkure Loham, and it’s effects on larger Sorneith as a whole. Now, open your book to chapter... Ayla, you’re not listening to me again.”

The fae had turned her head back to the window, craning her neck to try and see the clouds just below the flying home. She jumped at hearing her name and sunk down in her seat. “I don’t want to learn anything! I want to look at the clouds and play my new game! Why do I have to learn about some dusty old dead dragon who lived like, ten million years ago probably!”

“Ten million? Ayla dear, this is only about 2000 years ago. This is recent history.” He took another puff. “How about this? I can ask your parents if we could go to the capital. I heard that the other cloud dragons there make the ‘prettiest clouds ever’ in the public squares, and you can see all the monuments too. There’s tons of them named after dragons from this period. If you find all of them and tell me why that dragon was important, you can see one of the professional cloud dancers.”

Ayla’s eyes lit up. “A professional cloud dancer? Can I use a map? Can I look up a map of the monuments at least pleeasseee? I’ll find all of them and do research and everything! I promise!”

He laughed. “Go ahead.” The second the words left his mouth, Ayla was already racing out of the room and down the steps to look up a map on her computer.

Ayla wiggled impatiently in her seat, map and monument list clutched to her chest. The airship crept forward an inch and she finally whined. “Can I go onto the deck? The airship is like, barely moving! So it would be safe, right? Pleaaasseeeee.”

Her tutor looked over at the driver, and they shrugged. “With traffic like this, might as well take the opportunity. Looks like it won’t be clearing up anytime soon,” they answered, and Ayla turned her best puppy eyes to her tutor. 

He finally sighed. “Go on then.” Ayla squeaked and shoved her papers at him. “Thank you thank you thank you Mr. A! I’ll be good, I promise!”

She scrambled out of the cockpit and onto the deck. All around her were other airships, six lanes in total. Ayla crept over to the railing and looked down. There were several more tiers below her, all feeding into different levels of the city. She had never seen so many other dragons in her life, and she wanted to shift and leap into an excited flight right then and there. Her parents would kill her though, if Mr. A didn’t do it first on their behalf.

She looked back up, and saw on the airship across from her other hatchlings also scrambling on their deck. Three coatl siblings practically tumbled over each other in excitement, and a small pearlcatcher crept out cautiously, clutching a pearl tightly to their chest. Rounding out the little parade was an older guardian, holding the pearlcatcher’s shoulder encouragingly.

One of the coatls noticed her looking and ran over to the railing, waving enthusiastically. The other followed. Now that they were closer, she could see their eyes. For a second she thought plague, but they were a tinge too dark. Ayla wracked her minds for the element list her tutor had made her memorize ages ago, and fell upon blood. The smallest of the three had one eye of brilliant ice blue however. The pearlcatcher shrank back against their guardian and pouted. They were too far away to see still.

“-ello! Hello! Hi!” The voice of the first coatl barely carried across the distance and over the hum of hundreds on engines. Ayla raised a hand in greeting back.

“My name’s Rhosyn! My sister is named after the dragon that made shampoo!”

The smallest coatl with the ice heterochromia shrieked loud enough that it carried clearly and started hitting them. They laughed even as their sister yelled. “YOU! ARE! SO! MEAN!!!!!”

“Hi Rhosyn! I’m Ayla! Did you mean your sister is named Akako?”

The coatl stopped hitting her sibling and turned to Ayla, puffing out her chest proudly. “Yes, and she didn’t invent shampoo! I saw it on the computers, but Rhosyn doesn’t believe me even though it was on original Akako’s page thing!”

The pearlcatcher finally handed over the pearl to the guardian, and the second they were close enough they grabbed onto Rhosyn’s arm, though the one that had just been waled on. Rhosyn winced, and the pearlcatcher jumped back hurriedly. Akako grabbed their sleeve and pulled them back towards the railing.

“No, stay with us Ayla! Look, there’s another girl with your name on the other ship!”

Ayla found herself looking at another set of pale white eyes and burst out laughing. The other girl tried to jump back again. Akako kept her still stubbornly. “You’re a cloud dragon too!” Ayla wheezed. “Oh my gods!”

The three coatls immediately turned on the other Ayla to check like they had never seen her before. She frowned over the gap, practically saying Why did you do this to me with her eyes. Rhosyn started laughing as well. “You two are like long lost sisters!”

The third sibling, who hadn’t spoken yet, turned away from the chaos of his siblings. “Ay- The other Ayla, you, what are you going to the city for?”

“I’m seeing a bunch of monuments and maybe a professional cloud dancer with my teacher! Why are you going?”

“I think it’s because my parents bought a new winter home here so they want us to be there earlier than usual so they can throw a bunch of parties.” He shrugged, before his feathers popped up in realization. “Oh! I forgot. My name’s Roscato. Our parents are like, huge history nerds you know? Mom does work at the university though for history but... you know?”

Ayla turned her heard in confusion. “What university? There’s like, a lot, like, everywhere.”

Roscato opened his mouth like he was gonna reply, but his feathers suddenly dropped as he realized he didn’t know the answer. He tugged Rhosyn’s sleeve. “Hey Rhosyn, where does Mom work again? Like, the name?”

Rhosyn looked away from where they had been in a tug of war over a very stressed pearlcatcher Ayla, accidentally letting Akako get the upper hand who then wrapped her arms around around her ‘prize’ in triumph. “Why?”

“The other Ayla wants to know.”

Rhosyn hummed thoughtfully, and open their mouth to reply before… realizing they didn’t know either. “Akako, do you know?”

“Do I know what?” She was still clutching the other Ayla, who very much looked like she would rather jump over the railing then deal with this right now.

“The name of the university Mom works at.”

The other Ayla pulled herself free and matched over to her guard, before stopping and running back. “Gods! The name is the Ayla Tieren School of Advanced Learning! You are talking to two, TWO!! Dragons named Ayla and you forgot??”

The siblings all winced, and simultaneously muttered “maybe”.

Ayla perked up at the name. “Oh, I know that one! My parents spoke there a few times, but I’ve never seen it. I’ve only seen like, the very upper levels of the city. But! Mr. A says for my project I can visit all the levels, even Level D, since that’s where the original Ayla lived as a kid and you can tour it and everything!”

The other Ayla’s eyes widened, and she opened her mouth to say something. However, traffic decided that moment to start crawling forward again. She yelled and flung her arms around Rhosyn for support. It slowed to a stop and she cautiously perked over Rhosyn’s shoulder. “You’re Ayla Tieren, the chancellor’s daughter! I knew you looked familiar; I was forced to read a really old news story about your first birthday once.”

Rhosyn frowned. “I thought that the chancellor didn’t have any children?”

The other Ayla pulled away with a huff. “It’s like, a secret or something. But not a secret. She’s not supposed to come out in the open because there was a threat against her when she was a little hatchling or something.” She squinted across the gap. “If you are her, why are you being let to go to Level D? That’s where criminals live.”

Ayla paled. A threat against me? She made a mental note to look it up later. “Y-yeah, the chancellor is my mom. And... well. I’m not sure?”

Before the conversation could continue, a shadow fell over the group of hatchlings. Ayla looked up and saw a massive floating gate that separated each lane in two. The guardian sighed and started herding the hatchlings on the other ship back inside. 

Rhosyn waved frantically. “Ayla, Ayla, the other one, hey! Do you have Courier? Add our Ayla on there! She’s Ayla Ceniceros, like the company Ceniceros! She’ll be the easiest to find so I’ll just break into her account and request you on everyone’s accounts! Bye!”

With that, Rhosyn followed the others back inside. Ayla blinked and peered past the gates, and what she saw took her breath away.

The city spiraled miles into the air, tiers of floating platforms and ships connecting the surface, and even below the surface, to areas so high up they were obscured by clouds. Faint swirling specks hinted at dragons in flight, some circling the perimeter for protection while others traced lazy loops and played games. She had never seen anything below the Cloud Layer before, and it was nothing like she imagined.

Her moment of awe was popped by another dragon clearing their throat. She turned to around to see a kind old skydancer looking at her from a window in what she had thought was a support pillar for the gate. “I wouldn’t recommend being out on the deck much longer, hun. Traffic speeds up quite a bit after here and I wouldn’t want a little thing like you flying off!”

Ayla nodded, running back inside. The driver had a side window open and was handing papers to the skydancer, who stamped them and handed them back. “Have a nice visit little one!” The skydancer chirped at her, and Ayla felt the airship start picking up speed considerably. She retrieved her map and list from Mr. A and found an old pencil down the crack in her seat, hurriedly scribbling “Ayla Ceniceros” and “threat on me when young??” on the back of one before she could forget.

[avalonianrising]

Amaterasu, Kande, Cheran!

Fwoo, oh boy. H e r e w e g o. (You picked some good ones, too–this’ll be a nice little character-building exercise.)

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Amaterasu

Originally from the Highland Scrub, and moved away to make a name for herself elsewhere.

Besides Lockwood and Cecelia, she’s actually the third oldest dragon in my lair!

That primed her to by my Lightning Ambassador, and she’s also the clan’s linguist, she translates ancient texts, and she’s Lockwood and Cecelia’s personal advisor.

She’s the liaison between the Clan in the Mists and the Archivists’ Legion–though Lockwood isn’t very fond of them, or what they do. But she very much relies on them for information, so he begrudgingly allows it.

Actually has sort of a…thing about other Pearlcatchers. She’s working to get over it, but she never really got how her kind acted, and didn’t particularly care for it. Another reason she left home.

Often falls asleep sitting up. Gets chided. Still does it.

The clan’s neatest writer!

It’s been said that she may have the blood of a Light dragon in her, due to the manifestation of her wings–but not even she is sure about it. (Spoiler alert: her mom is a Light dragon!)

Notoriously messy. Like, her notes are everywhere. Controlled chaos? Maybe. Most people just call that chaos.

Full of ‘useless’ facts. Rattles them off to the delight of a few specific clan-members, when they want some entertainment.

Cheran

She’s actually Cheran v.2 (formerly a Wildclaw!), and had a very different backstory beforehand. Now, she’s actually a mix of two previous characters–mixed in with new information!

Was inspired by the Elemental Aberration post, because I loved it so much. So, she’s a Knocker, who lives down in the clan’s gemstone mines. (Though, she doesn’t cause as much trouble as this post suggests.)

Speaking of which, her Charge is the clan’s gemstone mines.

Tarak and Jahzara’s adopted daughter!

She actually does venture out into the clan, but has to wear protective eyewear, as she’s become partially blind in the darkness.

The clan’s butcher, she’s also one of the absolute best cooks next to Cahir. If people don’t feel like heading to the Emerald Locust for breakfast/lunch/dinner, she’s typically around to cook for everyone in the main cavern. If not, she’s in the mines.

Is also the clan’s Earth Commander, as she’s very strongly attuned to her Flight.

Has a mutual understanding with Vanadev, who often ventures down to get his gems from her–same with Elethea, who she’s actually quite fond of. Though, the foreman of the mines, Rahela, is her best friend.

Is actually a beautiful singer, and you may hear a voice rising up from the mines when you wander by.

Creates little earthquakes when she scuffles around, which people have actually gotten quite used to. New clan members, or visitors will typically be warned beforehand! …typically.

Kande

Actually replaced my former dragon, Kirra, as the clan’s Exaltation Counselor and Memorial Director. Basically, if a dragon travels towards exaltation, she tells them what will happen, and how things will be handled. Answers questions/so on and so forth, and travels with them to meet a liaison who will take them to the deity of their choosing (typically always the Gladekeeper, but not always!).

Is a Nature/Plague hybrid (this manifests with one red, and one green eye), with power stronger than I think even she herself realizes. Her mom definitely understood, but…that wasn’t a good relationship.

Has very, very difficult circumstances surrounding her birth.

Basically had to raise herself, because of said circumstances. Her mother kept a roof over her head, but…didn’t do much else.

Her Nature powers are much stronger than her Plague powers, but sometimes (depending on her mood), this can go haywire. Grew loads of plants in secret when she was little, but if she was upset when attempting to care of them…well, they died, plain and simple.

The first, and most successful manifestation of her power blossomed after her mother’s funeral. She finally managed to coat her grave in beautiful red spider lilies.

If one’s unfamiliar behind the meaning of red spider lilies, put simply, they’re often called the flower of death. A kind of sad, but kind of…fitting symbol for her.

Used to have a book full of pressed leaves, plants, and flowers that her mother kept, but buried it when she came into the clan. Believed it was always their destiny to be buried where they first came from. (Also, it was a new beginning. She loved her mother, she really did, despite the fact she wasn’t cared for well. She knew why, she just…kind of tried to block it out.)

To this day, she still grows her spider lilies, because they actually keep rodents away! Anywhere they crop up, you can definitely tell she’s been there.

Has been experimenting more and more with plant-life, and it’s been a journey of self-discovery, especially when dealing with her own emotion. Anger and sadness have have, uh. Dangerous effects on plants. (Angry, angry plants!! SNAP SNAP.)

[arcanestarseeker]

Another lair review for the ever wonderful @duskthicketbonepicker !! under hte cut, of course~!

Normally I’d start with the first dragonin your lair, but I’ve already reviewed the impossibly fancy adn lovely soot, so I went with the second dragon in your lair- Kizmetto! Dragonsona, much as I suspected (anime glasses flash).  hot damn that sunchaser. such a spoiled dragonsona!! and good good she deserves it. Spirals look so lovely in vipera??? I’ve never seen a spiral in vipera before and what the hell I love it. Makes me think of the headband that guy from JJBA wears. sorry if thats random haha but it really did. It’s such a lovely and simple looking pattern hat’s really eyecatching and I’m glad you gave her tail some room to show it off! I love her accent, its so much fun! im always kinda ehhh about dressing spirals cause theyre so gangly and long but she’s layered so nicely? It makes me wanna dress a spiral. Her aesthetic is so light influenced but the wind scarf adds a bit of a casual feel, and it contrasts her fancy sylvan stuff really nicely. I also love that she just puts useles pretty stuff around the resort, that gives her accent and apparel (wih is all very pretty but not functional) a lot of reasoning, and also I can related, i love to do that in games like dont starve hah, catch me fillin my base with garden gnomes

c....cloudy wings... delicious.... Pjeper (who’s name sounds delightfully like ”yepper!”) is next becuase damnnn those wings. Pj is sport! I like that he’s just a young adult who just kinda... moved in, cause he felt at home there. That’s really sweet. He’s also got this lovely pastel lighty-windy aesthetic, with those pastel yellows and the very light greens. He’s also got one of those wind scarfs, and his apparel is far more simple but he looks lovely. Windwalker stuff is really perfect for wind-lookin dragons too! And those wings ahhh, so cute on him! Does he use them for his sports? I can’t help but wonder. Also, wow he’s got a lot of art! A well loved mirror. I also really think that his primary being basic works really well for him :0 He’s a beautiful pupper

Aerie caught my eye next- what a beautiful wildclaw! Acording to her lore, she’s a harpy, right? That’s really rad!! Wildclaws would make great harpys if they had feathered wings, and her lovely fest skincent works on her so perfectly and makes her so harpy like. It’s a great match on her- it looks like it’s a full cover skin, almost, or a custom made just for her!! That’s how lovely this match is. Her apparel really adds to her harpy look, as well- those extra feathers in the birdskull and tail feathers and the smaller bird’s skulls make her feel even more feathery and birdy, and I like that as a dragon envoy, she’s decked out in what looks like dragon made jewellery, too. The spoils of speaking draconic? And I like the climbing pic, that’s a nice addition. Her art is so lovely, too! She’s just a lovely harpy

Toxicity’s bright, vibrant crackle caught my eye next! maybe it’s a wildclaw sorta morning (these two are the first ones I’ve picked since I went to bed haha) I love that sorta like tree-frog DON’T EAT ME vibe his radioactive crackle gives off, especially on top of the more subdued purple. I also lvoe the added caution tape accent haha... double the WATCH OUT. He;s got some real aesthetic art (I esp love the really angular piece) His apparel is simple but I think it fits quite well- not color matching wise cause it’s not supposed to, but it has a lot of personality. I like the poem that he wrote that you put in his bio, and the information about his family!! I’m gonna go check them out next! :0c you’ve got me intrigued.

His gf (wife?). SHe’s got a lovely black/green look that matches his really nicely! She seems very witchy to me on a first glance, and that lovely pixel in her bio with the cauldron just really reinforces that. damn it’s gorgeous. I really really love all of her contrasting apparel- the elegant poisonous roses with the armour, warrior’s wear, and big tool. Plus, of course, a witchy hood. Also- a snake friend! A buddy, a pal! Very cute, and very fitting. Her lore is really cool, I like that she does all of these intense, crazy, immoral experiments, and that’s what brought the two of them together. Also, even if you can’t see her plague eyes, making these super survival creatures and making herself immune to poison is super plaguey haha. God damn, she;s got some gorgeous art, too. She may be twisted and evil, but I love her.

Then, I went to go check out their kid, of course! A ridgeback born to a pearlcatcher and a wildclaw haha. I guess I can see a ridgie as the midpoint between those two breeds (well, except in size) but for two dragons that have filled themselves with deadly toxins, mutagens, and probably all sorts of genes (the real kind lol, not the fight rising item) from other breeds, it makes sense that they’d produce a highly irregular child. I love her accent, and I notice that you made it- was it a custom just for her? or perhaps you chose to make her a ridgie to match the lovely accent? either way, it works really well, I think. I like the little “caution” that harkens back to her dad, and the witchy looks from her apparel that match her mom. Also, the claw tips match her dad! that’s cute. I like her mutant horns, and her big protective goggles. All of her apparel works so well with her mutant lore. Poor gal, she deserves to be able to do what she wants, but that’s not gonna happen, it sounds like. I’d love to know more about how she feels about being unable to leave :0

Yayay its melon!!! She’s so cute! I had fun making up an outfit for her when i was doing all those free outfits on here haha. Melon juse seems so cheery and bright! I like that her bio is a recipe haha. It sounds v sweet and refreshing (except the alcohol lol, i dont drink), which gives a good idea of her. I like that she’s drinking it in that adorable piece of art she has, too. that’s a nice touch. I love that she’s a big n chubby spiral in that piece too, it’s so cute! She’s got those lovely matching eyes, and her familiar match is so cute, too! She’s just a really lovely dragon, and she’s a melon!! Does she farm melons? that’d be cute haha. I really love her she’s just. really good.

Last, Voltaic caught my eye! A lovely, pastelly double. I love the sepia rose thorn stuff on him, and bang I love the slight pinks in the shimmer, and the whites in Petals. I also really like the covering of his eyes with the hat and the celebration cover- since he lost his charge, it really makes sense that he might be too ashamed to look the world in the eye- he seems like he’s gone through an awful lot. I’m curious as to how he learned about the clan he moved to- was it becuase fo the Guardian he’s fighting in that picture? Also, I love the mention of him being scatterscrlled, that’s always a great addition. He’s a good soft boy, I love him, and I hope he can be happy soon.

Ok, I’m gonna call it there!! Thank you so much for ordering a lair review from me again, and enjoy! :D