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[httyd-art-requests]

Can you draw a changewing❤️❤️❤️❤️ they are my favorite😁

(@dominickthemoth)

I actually started on the sketch for this one yesterday, but then I got home and got so tired that I fell asleep midway when I was trying to finish it lol

Dragon #26 - Changewing(s)

(She's trying her best to hide... Is it working?)

[zaahvi]

finally doodled all my dragon age protags!! now awaiting veilguard to add number four :)

[gncrezan]

tagged in a wip whenever by @night-triumphantt !!!! i am not even working on any big piece so you get a collection of the dragon age sketching i'm doing on different layers, trying to figure my rook out and learning how to draw lucanis who against my will has enchanted me actually

not tagging anyone but pleaase feel free to do it if you like!!!

[greypetrel]

✨ Birkenstocks ✨

I just love how this happy little bubble of fandom united all under the Birkenstock flag for him.

Here you go, he got the sturdy sandals of his dreams.

@n7viper @melisusthewee @daggerbean here you go, thank you for making me think of them, I love it.

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

Hey so I've been *eating up* your TDP au and I looove everything you've made for it!! (The fact that I've finished season 6 yesterday is not helping aaaaa)

May I ask if Valka joins the party? Is she around?

AAAAAAA thank you thank you! Im so glad you enjoy it! It is my current brainrot and i have so many ThoughtsTM about it

And Valka is around......somewhere...... in Xadia.......

When she still lived in Berk she believed that peace was possible with the elves and dragons and did everything she could to convince anyone that they were not bloodthirsty monsters they had to fight. But of course no one believed her.

And so when she got taken by a dragon, after defending it and saving it's life during a raid, she figured that maybe Berk was hopeless and decided to stay in Xadia. (is this a flawed decision?? oh 100%. This action will have consequences in the future ;D)

And now 18 years later, she lives in the Uncharted Forest, helping and healing injured creatures and dragons and giving them a safe haven to reside in. She doesn't get many visitors, mainly because of the boundary spells that are set around her home, but she does get visits from her Sunfire elf friend who drops by from time to time to fill her in on things and ask for her help.

Recently though he's been trying to figure out what's been causing a corruption in the creatures of the region, and asked for her to keep an eye out for anything strange. Aside from that, the only other news Sandy has to share is that there's been a Sunfire elf terrorizing Berk. How strange. :)

[stop-breaking-my-heart-dragonage]

I may be laying on the floor staring into the void, merely vibrating as my brain rots about Veilguard, Rook, the companions, and Solas.

...this is the perfect excuse to replay my canon route.

Apologies in advance: I'm about to make my brainrot replay a problem for everyone and everything in my vicinity.

[brother-genitivi]

giggling and SCREAMING I commissioned my beloved @emptyshellofanillusionwizard for art of my Destan and LOOK!! I'm SO in love thank you!!!

here's a link to his comms, please support him if you can <3

[raayllum]

Although, wouldn't it be super interesting if Rayla is forced to choose between Callum and the world? She either hesitates again (and saves Callum) or stops someone who is a danger to life and love itself (like Runaan would have).

I mean, I think that's exactly what it's leading up to. However, I don't think Rayla is going to save Callum through hesitation (and I'm not sure if I think her hesitation will be what allows Callum - under possession - to free Aaravos, but we'll have to see). More details on various scenarios Callum could free Aaravos under / Rayla's response(s) here

Rayla's trolley problem - one life over potentially many - has been her most continual character conflict over the course of the series ("You let him live but you killed us all" in 1x01; "if I don't come back, you and Ezran can get Zym to Xadia" in 2x07; "You all die or just the wretched evil human dies" in 3x01; "You and Ezran should take Zym, but I can't leave [...] I have to stay and defend the dragon queen" in 3x09; saving Zym over her own life in 3x09), with Rayla always saving/sparing the life of the individual even when that would mean losing/risking her life and turning against her family/loved ones. Save one important exception - leaving the drake behind in 4x05 with "We can't save everyone, Soren. There's too much at stake." (More on TDP's continual trolley problem as a conflict here.)

This is because to Rayla, a single life is worth defending, saving, and sparing. She failed as an assassin because she's overly compassionate; what she labels hesitance, the show itself labels as mercy, doubly pointed out by Ezran: "You saw he was afraid. And you knew he was a person, just like you." And Rayla still - still - likely considers that a mistake & a moment of inevitable weakness: "It was my fault we were discovered" (3x03) / "I failed them, I let them all down. They're right to reject me" (3x04) / "The face glowering back at her wasn't an assassin, and it never would be" (Chasing Shadows) / "Oh no, I messed up again!" (4x06).

Losing Callum has also been a consistent fear of hers since 2x02 and has just continually grown since then: "I'm afraid of hurting him" / "I can't lose you like this, you mean too much to me!" / "I risked losing the best thing I ever had: you" / "You think I meant to hurt Callum? That was the last thing I wanted!"

So I think like anything else, her not killing Callum while he's brainwashed will have a few different levels to it:

Self sacrifice because we know Rayla doesn't care about what happens to her / if he hurts her, she just wants to save him.

At the same time a refusal to sacrifice what she wants/loves most (for once) and thus 'undoing' her choice in TTM in a lot of ways

The aforementioned Runaan parallels, although I feel like the possession scene may borrow more from Bloodmoon Huntress even if Runaan may be pushing her to be more like him from 1x01-1x03, but we'll have to see

Emphasizes her opposition in Aaravos in regards to the role/place she has in Callum's life

If she spares/saves Callum, she's honouring her own decision to spare Marcos tenfold, and realizing it wasn't mistake. That's one of the reasons I lean towards Rayla 1) making an active choice about it in the end (even if she may hesitate at first) and 2) her choice to be merciful ultimately not being what leads to disaster (re: Aaravos' release), but being in Callum's hands instead (especially if she's been injured) in how he responds.

Other metas / tags adjacent to this that may be of interest to you

TDP’s Perpetual Trolley Problem (S1-S4)

I need you to kill me

Light and darkness motif

Rayla's role as Callum's salvation and destruction (a pre-S4 meta)

Rayla’s Position In The Narrative as a Dual Antagonist (s1-s4) 

Subset: salvation and destruction

Devil and the lovers (Aaravos, Rayla, and Callum tag)

[umbrace-rambles]

I come here to scream for a moment because if you're a One Piece fan you should 10000% read Galaxias (new manga that just started releasing weekly chapters) because the similar vibes are INCREDIBLE

[thedeadthree]

YOU ARE COMING DOWN WITH ME, HAND IN UNLOVABLE HAND. — UNA ULLER x AEGON II TARGARYEN, house of the dragon.

TEMPLATE by @jacobseed ♡ | COLORING

[treasure-goblin]

Love u

No matter what the brain thoughts think

🫂💙

[httyd-art-requests]

I absolutely love your art! I was in awe when I first encountered your profile so I immediately had to follow.

Can I ask that you’d draw a Deathly Galeslash (a hybrid of a Deadly Nadder and Stormcutter). They’re one of the coolest dragons!

Waaa thank you so much!! <333

Here's your little guy! He is very happy to see you :)

Dragon #71 - Deathly Galeslash (Titan Uprising Hybrid)

[cosmic-ships]

I'm sending in another gush ticket 🎫, this time for whoever you most want to talk about rn :> Have at it! (dragonsmooch)

I'm late getting at this sorry! I tend to save some of these for days like this when it's hard so I got something nice to talk about! Thank you so much Dragon~!

U-Uhm I'm gonna go off about Phillip~! <3333

I won't get super into it but I've been attaching myself to him a lot today because I feel like out of all of my f/o he understands to an extent of what it feels like to have family troubles as he is always seen as the "screw up" of the family. His isn't as bad as mine but he is such a great comfort to me... <3 Awe Phillip is one of my comfort characters!

at first my initial reaction about wanting to gush about him was "I love everything about him!" Which is true, I do but I want to go into better detail! Wouldn't be much of a gush post otherwise.

Phillip has a very infectious energy, he strolls into the room and all eyes are zeroed in on him, he has this amazing ability to make everyone around him feel special. He is the type of person to know every single person in the room and a specific niche detail about said person! He's very much an extrovert which I kinda love. Helps bring me out of my shell a bit but I also love that he'll know when I need a break!

This man can make me laugh like no one else. Much like myself he can find some humor in any kind of situation even if its bad. He's got a very quick wit and I adore his playful banter! He gets this adorable little goofy grin on his face that instantly brightens my mood when I'm feeling sad. His smile is contagious and his laughter is infectious, It's incredibly hard not to smile or laugh whenever I with him.

He's also so adventurous which I absolutely adore!! He's always up for trying new things and going on spontaneous adventures! When we first met I asked "wanna walk through the forest?" he goes "It's midnight..?" and I'm all "Yes….your point?" He got this goofy little grin and said "I'll get the flashlights!" He has an enthusiasm for life and every day feels brand new and thrilling whenever I am with him~

Phillip is so passionate as well~ He goes after what he wants and he has the drive and the determination, he puts his whole heart into everything he does, now sometimes it doesn't last too long but nobody can ever say he never had his heart in that specific thing be it a job or a hobby. He makes the most out of every moment.

Phillip is also so caring and attentive. He really listens, he makes me feel like I matter and that I'm heard, he's the first one to offer help to anyone who may need it and he likes to make sure those he loves are taken care of. Doesn't matter what it is either, run an errand, a shoulder to cry on, being there for a midnight vent when the world just seems to be too much, he is an endless support for me <3

Phillip makes my world a brighter place just by being in it and I feel so incredibly lucky to have him by my side. He means so much to me and I love him so dearly. He's helping me a lot right now and I couldn't be more grateful to him.

I just hope he knows how much he means to me. <3

[rosiethedragongeek]

There are no good Httyd podcasts and that hurts me deeply

NO BC YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW SCARY THIS ASK IS I WAS LITERALLY LISTENING TO THE BERK CAST WHEN I SAW IT

Seriously dude how did you do that how did you KNOW

It’s so annoying, like I’m ALWAYS looking for new HTTYD content (especially stuff that recognizes and talks about ROB/DOB/RTTE and the rest of the gang outside of Hiccup, Astrid, and Toothless) and I can never find any. And like, the Berk Cast is super long and does touch on all of that stuff normally, but it just doesn’t??? Fill that void?? I’ve only watched a couple episodes, so maybe it changes as it goes on longer, but it just doesn’t interest me or hold my attention the way that I’m looking for?? I need something more and I can’t find anything

[herearedragons]

From the DA writing prompts from a couple days ago, maybe nr 4? c:

Dragon Age artifact prompts

4. A mage’s staff, splintered in the center (Evelyn Trevelyan)

Note: warning for a character having a breakdown, dealing with trauma, and general mage rebellion-related angst. Also, I went with “cracked” instead of “splintered”.

“Alright,” Linnae says. “Let’s start with something simple. A barrier. Have you ever cast a barrier?”

Evelyn nods.

“A few times.”

The staff in her hands has a rough, bark-y texture. The middle of it is leather-wrapped, and, despite the cold, already slippery with sweat from her palms.

“Great. Do it just like you learned, then; remember to focus the energy away from your hands and towards the end of the staff. The end of it, not the middle, that’s important.”

Linnae’s voice falls into a comfortable monotone cadence as she explains. It’s clearly a speech she’s given hundreds of times to nervous apprentices just like Evelyn; for a moment, it’s as if they’re standing in a Circle classroom again.

But they’re not. They’re standing in a chilly forest clearing; the sun has just started crawling up from the horizon, and there are still wisps of fog clinging to the trees around them. Evelyn’s attention is hopelessly split between trying to internalize Linnae’s instructions, trying not to shiver in her thin and somewhat torn robes, and just plain fear.

“We’re good?” Linnae asks.

Evelyn is anything but good, but it doesn’t matter. She nods. Linnae takes a step back.

“Then let’s see your barrier.”

Evelyn takes a deep breath, a lungful of cold morning air. She reaches into the Fade and hopes for the best; sometimes it evades her, like sleep, but right now it’s there.

A tingling sensation runs down her arms and into the staff. The polished crystal ball embedded into the end of it glows faint green, and a translucent dome forms around her.

Evelyn’s heart is beating in her throat. She’s doing it. Maker, she’s doing it - it’s been so long since she cast a proper spell. Since the Tower fell, she hasn’t been able to conjure anything beyond hysterical outbursts of elemental magic. Her, Gavin and Moira tried taking turns with the staff they took from Enchanter Otto’s corpse, but only Moira had any success with it, so she got to keep it.

As soon as the three of them found the rebels, though, Gavin and Evelyn got staves of their own. And here she is now, with Linnae, trying to learn how to use hers.

“Good form,” Linnae calls to her from beyond the barrier. She picks up a pine cone from the ground and throws it.

Evelyn flinches instinctively, but the pine cone never hits her; it bounces from the barrier with a couple of green sparks, and that’s it.

“Great work, keep it up!”

Linnae scoops up more forest debris from the ground: branches, rocks, more pine cones. The barrier deflects all of them, and, despite still feeling weirdly lightheaded, Evelyn decides that this is fun.

Linnae walks up to the barrier directly facing Evelyn, and says:

“Alright, we’ve covered projectiles. How are you feeling?”

“Good,” Evelyn says, and, for once, she actually means it.

“Want to try deflecting a spell?”

Evelyn’s stomach sinks just a little. Her gut reaction is no, but… Things are going well, so far. Maybe she just needs to be less of a coward.

She tightens her grip on the sweaty leather.

“Yes.”

Linnae gives her a long look. Evelyn’s stomach sinks further. It’s one thing if she’s unsure about this, but Linnae -

“…Alright, let’s try it. I’m going to cast some fire. If you start feeling sick or like your barrier is about to fade, just yell “Stop”. Got it?”

Evelyn nods. Linnae takes three steps back.

Evelyn watches the green-tinted, slightly distorted figure of her new mentor reach a hand forward and pull a flame from the Fade. For a moment, it dances on her fingers, and thin glowing lines extend from her hand all the way to her face, beautiful and intricate veins of magic.

All Evelyn can think of are the flames of a tiny campfire they huddled around, three apprentices and an old enchanter. The fire was orange and warm. Some part of her felt like the world was ending, but the other was desperately clinging to hope: they had an enchanter with them, he could protect them. Then, the enchanter started crying, and the flaming cracks spread across his face faster than any of them could do anything.

A bolt of fire is roaring towards her barrier.

Evelyn couldn’t find her magic at all, then. All she could do was grab Gavin and scramble away from the Rage demon, and watch, helplessly, with a sick feeling in her stomach, as Moira fought and killed it.

That sick feeling is back, now, pulling her out of the Fade and drowning her in reality. Evelyn clutches her staff and tries to fight back, but the more she chases the Fade, the further away it is.

The barrier flickers and disappears. She barely has time to realize what happened. Somewhere, Linnae is yelling something at her.

There’s a white-hot flash and a surge of pain in her hands, and then Evelyn is flying back, and everything’s white and blurry.

She comes to on the forest floor, staring directly up at Linnae’s worry-lined face. As their eyes meet, the former enchanter sighs with relief.

“…Oh, thank the Maker. What did I tell you, girl? Tell me if you feel sick. I don’t want to kill you.”

Linnae somehow sounds tired and annoyed and comforting all at the same time. All Evelyn knows is that she feels really bad.

“Come on, try to sit.”

Linnae helps her up. Evelyn’s eyes wander to the ground, where she sees her staff; what’s left of it, anyhow. The leather wraps are burnt through, and there’s a long, charred crack running through its length, even reaching the crystal orb on top.

Somehow, that’s the tipping point for her. Her eyes well up with regret and self-pity and shame for damaging this staff that was made by someone else, that belonged to someone else, that didn’t deserve any of this.

“I’m sorry,” she sobs. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to - can - can we fix it somehow?”

Linnae stares at her blankly for a moment, then follows her gaze to the broken staff and shakes her head:

“That? Don’t bother. We’ll get you another; staves are the one thing we don’t have a shortage of.”

That only makes Evelyn feel worse.

Linnae sighs and puts an arm around her shoulders, letting Evelyn lean on her and cry her heart out.

“It’s fine,” Linnae says. “Really, it’s fine.”

“I’m sorry,” Evelyn manages to say again, between sobs and hiccups.

Linnae sighs and squeezes her shoulder a little.

“We all are. It’s fine.”