#dark armed dragon

[skyxiiocrkblog]

Guys… guys… yall…

Four-armed and part-dragon Dark Cacao??

(Credits to this person for images and inspiration for dark cacao)

[todayisafridaynight]

Each time you draw Daigo or Masato in a corset I gain 500 HP thank you

do you accept corset tops. may you live a thousand years

[checkadii]

mfs do anything but finish their wips . like startign another, for example

[bees-tes-blog]

pawns going “they’re armed!!” whenever we run into a bandit even in late game always makes me laugh bc it reminds me of this

[yugiohcardsdaily]

Dark Armed, the Dragon of Annihilation

"2+ Level 7 monsters Once per turn, if you have exactly 5 DARK monsters in your GY, you can also Xyz Summon 'Dark Armed, the Dragon of Annihilation' by using 1 Level 5 DARK Dragon monster you control as material. You can detach 1 material from this card, then target 1 card your opponent controls; destroy it, then banish 1 card from your GY, also, this card cannot attack for the rest of this turn."

[pumpkinempire]

Crackships Finale

[chicxibalba]

cool four knights of gwyn headcanons

the age of fire lasted for thousands of years. kingdoms rose and fell, people lived and died. the only constants were the lords, anor londo itself, and ultimately, each other.

the dragonslayer, ever the busybody, took great pride on his cooking. what began as a necessity for survival turned into a genuine passion. you will never see him with a smile, but you will see one close enough when he's taking care of you with a hot meal.

the hawkeye is almost totally singular in his kind. born from the archtrees themselves far to the north, he was always compelled to wear a mask of some kind. his faceless visage was unsightly and unsettling to newcomers, even in spite of his good heart.

the lord's blade was never quite normal, or not as normal as she wished she were. she is a habitual liar, seeding falsehoods on reflex. it's easier to dress up the truth, to sweeten it, to just not be yourself. she wishes she could be honest with those close to her. it's safer for them is she's not.

the humble knight, a medial born among mortals, was born well after the dragon wars. his colleagues would never let him forget this, even when he went on to slay dragons of his own. the knight would never feel completely appreciated in his time, at least, not until the Abyss began to eat him alive.

the dragon slayer lived to serve. he served the Firstborn, he served his Lord, he served his compatriots. he and the lord's blade had known each other for a long time, since before they were even knighted. they served together in the war, became intimate. he feels the worst about how he was unable to prevent what she's become.

the hawkeye never understood romance so well. call it a cultural dissonance, or something else, but the drive isn't there. he has those who his is close with, though, from the blacksmith to his fellow knights. he is happy to let one rest with him, lay on him, tell him about their day. he never touched them back, not with his giant hands. not unless they ask.

the lord's blade is well acquainted with pain. she was born into it, living by it, in the form of a thousand cuts, burns, tears. her skin is painted in them. pain is satisfying, pain is cathartic, pain is pleasure. pain means that she is doing well. one day it will conquer her, but until then her every ache is a badge of honor.

the knight had always found himself the subject of the attentions of the other three. how couldn't he be? he'd always had a certain heart about him that simmered their suspicion and distance into true appreciation, brought them closer to him and to each other. his jokes, his wisdom, his love. the world was lighter with him.

the dragonslayer has family out there--sisters, nephews, nieces. he isn't acquainted with any of them anymore, and lost track of them quite a while ago. some intermarried with humans, gave birth to children with stunted mortalities. he himself always wondered if he could be a father, and raise a child better than his own had. his vows forbid it, but if things were different, together with his companions...

the hawkeye was fascinated by faces. lordranian giants had faces: humans had faces; gods had faces. they had eyes, noses, mouths. they blinked, smiled, growled, flushed red, drained pale. there was a little envy there, in how the dragonslayer might kiss his hand, or the lord's blade might share with him a truly rare smile. in how the dear knight might share a cup of tea with him, and describe its flavor. the faces he wishes he could share back, he whittles into wood.

the lord's blade wants to give back. these people in her life, these rocks of hers among a morbid blur, are all she has. she doesn't know how to. she doesn't even know where to begin. she has to be invited into love, into intimacy, and gradually warmed to it, before she even thinks herself worthy of it. in the end, she barely makes it. it's worth it all the same.

the knight hid when he first began to fall sick. he hidea his cold shivers, his inky-black coughs, his violent panic attacks. he catches himself in the mirror one morning. he's pale, utterly ashen, out of breath from the lightest exertion. his hand lays over his heart--it's racing. that sullen green ring hugs his finger, the symbol of his covenant with the Serpent. they can't know what he's done. they can't know what he's sacrificed to do the good he's always wished to do. they can never know what New Londo took from him the night it fell, and what he took from it in turn. they would despise him. hate him. throw him out. and then, just like in the beginning, he would be nothing.

[p1xiemeat]

i made me & my bf in dragon's dogma dark arisen lol🖤

we always make each other in our games cause we're geeks okay 🥰🐉⚔️

[cookiesrunaus-whitelily]

So why does Grey Pearl live in the Republic? And does she have any relationship with Cookies outside Lily, either good or bad?

Well, here's another important and slightly traumatic detail.

Lily's palace, where many cookies and so on lived… was destroyed by Dark Enchantress before going to the Vanilla Kingdom.

Those who escaped were very few, among them were Light Cream, Grand Madeleine, Grey Pearl and some of the tribe that Royal Margarine belonged to (maybe I'll explain this later).

And yes, that means that Golden Cheese Kingdom is safe.

Those who did not escape are under a special spell, their bodies were turned into butterflies that now reside in the ruins.

Grey Pearl escaped through the sea, her imposed punishment prevented her from swimming fast, so she just let herself be dragged by the current and was swept into the depths of the sea, there she screamed and cried as much as she could knowing that Lily was dead, she lamented for not saving her.

When she finished crying and lamenting, she slowly crawled through the waters, it took her a long time before she found dry land, luckily the current guided her towards the newly formed republic.

There she saw Light Cream and Grand Madeleine again, since then the three of them have remained close and talk about the future of the republic and Dark Enchantress, the three of them are still loyal only to Lily.

[fbwzoo]

I achieved my first dragon cuddles!!!

[terrified-spider]

Check out my new guy (:

He crawled out of his grave right at the start of the D&D campaign he's in, and I love him. (:

Fun facts about him:

He is full of nothing but spiders. No thoughts, no memories, only spiders.

I haven't taken much damage as him yet, but I'm not sure if he bleeds. The DM has mentioned that using hit dice will probably look like him sewing himself back together.

He's just a little raisin, my little thousand year old, mummified, religious sacrifice.

[zyana-wyvern]

The Case of The Stolen Dashi Dragon

Just a silly little ASOIAF-Cyberpunk AU/Crossover that I cooked up back in autumn, but didn’t get to finish. Decided to post it as it is.

The short of it is that Zia is a rich, corporate brat and also an ASOIAF nerd and with her father’s money she decided to establish a company specialized in fire based weapons (their most successful product is a flame thrower named Vhagar 😆).

Her biggest idol is also Yorinobu for obvious reasons. Maelstrom are her biggest fans and the ones who help and fill her ranks most, also for obvious reasons.

This started out as a joke, but now I love it and started to take it waay too seriously, even if it is a bit of a crack!AU and should be treated as such.👀😄

Dialogue below

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Zia: Welcome to Erebus Incorporate, Takemura.

Goro: Thank you for receiving us, Valfrid. We are here regarding the assasination attempt upon Arasaka-sama. You and your… organization are main suspects, as you well know. He has been reasonable and offered cooperation, on particular terms.

Zia: On his terms you mean? I’ll have you know we are part of a fully registered and recognized incorporated entity, not an “organization” and numerous, important gangs of NC support us. It is probably why he’s choosing diplomacy, rather than violence. That being said, we deny any implication and rebuke such a horrific accusation. We would never try assassinating Arasaka. The idea is though quite…inspirational.

Goro: Do not mock me, Valfrid. I have not come here to be disrespected. Arasaka-sama is offering a chance that would be fruitful for you. You are but a child with too much money and power on your hands.

Zia: Would you say the same to Yorinobu’s face? After all, both he and I source our wealth and power from our parents.

Goro: Better if you don’t speak of anyone from the Arasaka family.

Zia: Ah, of course. You must admit I’ve achieved more in a shorter time and at a younger age than Yorinobu. Though, he and I do have many things in common, dragons and all. Takemura “sama”, if you would have come here in Yorinobu’s, name I do believe I would have been more opened to cooperation.

Goro: This is my last warning.

Zia: Alright. No more talk about them. I’ll be more lenient. I apologize. Back to the subject at hand. We are not guilty of anything. I presume that the only thing that can now happen is for us to meet in court.

Goro: It is up to Arasaka-sama to decide that, but it is probable. You also will be accused of theft.

Zia: Theft? We’re thieves and assassins? Ah, you insult us.

Goro: The dashi dragon. You stole a dashi dragon that was the property of Arasaka.

Zia: A dashi dragon? It does fit our aesthetic and branding, but I don’t see it anywhere.

Goro: It is right behind you.

Zia: Ah that old thing? It must have floated up here on its own.

Goro: You are mocking me again.

Zia: Perhaps a little… I can cooperate in my own way. By offering you a place among us. You’d be an exceptional addition to our ranks. You wouldn’t even have to change the colour scheme of your clothes.

Goro: I see there is no reasoning with you. You’re accused of assassination attempt and theft.

Zia: If I give you the dragon back will the theft part be annulled? Assassination on its own sounds better.

Goro:…

[bellamyblakru]

bro the way merlin’s go-to way to show the people he loves how magic can be beautiful is with fire manipulation,,, im unwell.

[worldofpamyst]

Species of Pamyst - Elves, Part 3: Moonkissed

What if dark elves were about spiders for more than just vibes?

Once upon a time, the infamous Ilumara were known in Pholodelas as the Moonkissed Elves in honor of the goddess Elpispes, patron deity of the deep elves and the moons. The descendants of Auvantéara driven into The Gloom by the War of the Giants, the Ilumara were thought to have been tricked by a wicked spider goddess known only as the Mother of Shadows into breaking L’ancien Accord and becoming her mortal slaves until being freed by Elpispes, the goddess of hope and illusion, and Sham, the god of luck and greed, with a bargain known as The Masquerade. With this new agreement, the Ilumara were granted a taste of the immense telepathic powers their conqueror possessed and the means to survive without The Mother’s foul influence by allowing them to feast upon the monsters and moss of The Gloom. This accord granted unprecedented freedom to the formerly enslaved elves, who quickly splintered to find new lives. As most Ilumara with an interest in the surface world were Daughters of the Song, most land-walkers only knew the friendliest and most faithful of Elpispes’ followers.

This romantic reputation was shattered by the outbreak of the Dark Insurgency, when a despotic empire of Ilumara sworn to the Mother of Shadows known as The Clutch launched a surprise war of eradication on the surface world during the midst of the Quincentennial War. The brutality and treachery displayed by the mightiest Ilumaran society shocked Pholodelas and forever stained the rose-tinted view of those now dubbed the Dark Elves even as countless rebellions fought alongside the surface against the darkness. In the centuries since, Ilumara are still often looked upon with a degree of suspicion due to their telepathic natures and complex, borderline incomprehensible honor code that frightens the paranoid and illinformed. Though they can and do find success just about anywhere in Pholodelas, a significant portion are most at ease in The Conglomerate or so-called Low Crown member-states of the Sixty Crowns Coalition where their talents are more properly appreciated. Ilumara are famously friends with Dwarves dating back to the times even before the Dark Insurgency, leading them to be among the most technologically savvy of Pholodelasian Elves and a welcome sight in Dwarven guildhalls.

Physically, Moonkissed Elves tend to have darker skin tones that vary between shades of purple, grey, or deep blue, often contrasted by stark white hair. Their skin often turns somewhat translucent in old age, sometimes even becoming nearly fully transparent in their final years. They have four eyes consisting of two standard humanoid eyes and two slightly smaller eyes just above them, granting them considerable visual acuity even in the depths of The Gloom. Unlike all other Elves, the Ilumara do not possess vocal cords and do not verbally communicate except with their telepathy. Their limbs are also slightly longer than other Elves, increasing their resemblance to spiders even further, and females are notably larger than the males.

If you want to use the Ilumara in your DND games, they are reflected mechanically below - minding once again that Pamyst species are a fair bit more powerful than PHB offerings!

Age. Ilumara are the second-longest lived elves, regularly living three-quarters of a millenia.

Size. Ilumara are generally tall, but females are notably larger than males. Male Ilumara average 6 feet whilst females average 8 feet. Your size is Medium.

Name. Ilumara have three names: their familial name, their public name, and their true name. Their familial name is what their friends and family call them growing up while their public name is how they allow themselves to be addressed by most other people. An Ilumara’s true name is known only to them and those they trust most deeply, typically decided on once they have come of age. Knowledge of your true name can be dangerous because of Ilumaran honor codes and old magics that can exploit the power of a soul’s true name, so keeping it closely guarded is important. Consider both your true and public names.

Improved Darkvision. Your Darkvision has a range of 120 feet. Additionally, you can see in full color in the dark.

Telepathic. As natural telepaths and telekinetics, Ilumara have powerful psionic abilities. You have 30 feet of telepathy, and do not need to share a language with the target to communicate intent. Complex ideas, however, require a shared language.

Ilumara cannot physically speak, merely projecting telepathic messages outward to communicate. For the purposes of verbal components in spells and the effects of Silence, your telepathy counts as speech. 

Psionic Sorcery. Additionally, Ilumara psionics can be used for utility or offense. You learn the Mage Hand cantrip, and for you, the hand is invisible and can be controlled as a bonus action. At 3rd level, you learn the spell Dissonant Whispers. At 5th level, you also learn the spell Detect Thoughts. You can cast each of these spells once without expending a spell slot, and must complete a long rest to do so again. You cast these spells with your choice of Charisma, Intelligence or Wisdom, deciding which stat to use at 1st level.

Bonus Languages. You are natively fluent in Mentalese, and also learn how to read, write, and sign Silavarin (Dwarven). Silavarin are unaffected by Moonkissed telepathy and thus cannot “hear” them speak otherwise, leading to the development of a shared sign language between the cultures.

Suggested bonuses: +2 CHA, +1 INT

[sentient-rift]

"Poor little guy... I hope he's okay..."

"Hmm... Perhaps the other events tired him out too much to handle the dizziness test?"

"Or maybe he shouldn't of eaten anything before the event..."

"Either way, Klonoa will be fine after getting some rest, right?"

"I think so. Maybe he should drink some water after that as well. I'm sure it left a bad taste in his mouth in more ways than one..."

"I hope Klonoa doesn't take this lose too hard..."

"Hey, don't worry, Terry! If I know that pipsqueak well, he always bounces back from things way tougher than this. He'll be fine."

[cinimuffin]