#featherfly

[swamptotodweller]

Some art I made of my OCs for Pride Month! I don't think I've ever actually posted these two here :p

[cyberaxolotl]

closing off the night with a headcanons masterpost

my takes on every grumpuses family/growing up situations

Filbo: Was raised by his aunt (Loralie Fiddlepie) and uncle (Jams Fiddlepie) after his parents turned out not being good parents. It happened so early on in his life that they just accepted him as their child, and he actually doesn’t know that they’re not his parents; his actual, birth last name, would be “Fuzzypie.”

Beffica: Had a mostly positive upbringing, raised by her father (Olivier Winkleberry) alongside her older sister (Jessany Winklesnoot.) She finds herself to be slightly family-oriented due to high appreciation for her father and sister, who supported her at her worst.

Wambus: After his mother (Cassia Wishham) passed away, he was raised in two different households; his father’s, and his aunts’s. There was the household that gave him anger issues which consisted of his father (Mardom Troublecake,) his uncle (Cevan Troublecake,) and his grandfather (Aizer Troubleflutter.) And then there was the household that gave him a reprieve, consisting of his aunt (Maian Dusterfluff,) his aunt’s NEW wife (Maian is Cevan’s ex, new wife is Arya Featherfly,) and his two cousins, Bonbram and Libby Dustercake.

Gramble: Raised in the Nowheresville Orphanage after being possessed from his father (Cromdo Face) and mother (Amaranth Seed) The divorce happened AFTER he was taken.

Wiggle: Had a pretty normal family situation with a mom (Emerthyst Jewelbottom) and a dad (Daminan Wigglebarrel.) She had moved out by the time her little sister (Imimi Wigglebottom) was born.

Triffany: Grew up in a family of nomads moving around the world every couple years. It consisted of her, her grandma, her mom (Berrible “Berry” Lottablog,) her auntie (Cherria “Cherry” Lottablog,) and her cousin (Lollia Buntblog.) She did have a father, but he didn’t travel with them. She met Wambus in high school and promised to find him someday!

Cromdo: i really don’t have much to say about his childhood. he’s old i don’t think about him much i’m sorry

Chandlo: Raised in the Nowheresville Orphanage after he was found as a baby and his parents couldn’t be located. He was one of those “baby at your doorstep” baby stories but the person he was dropped at did not take him. (He didn’t recognize Gramble on Snaktooth because of their 7 year age difference, so they didn’t interact much at the orphanage)

Snorpy, Floofty: Their mother (Angiria Starbean) passed away with Snorpy’s birth, and their father (Sarion Fizzleflowers) followed soon after, leaving Snorpy and Floofty alone in the hands of their much older sister (Mapleline Fizzlebean.)

Shelda: old person vendetta

Eggabell: Only child with a single mother (Gemma Batterarbor.) She had a part time job as young as she could because her family needed it, and while it made her appreciate hard work, it definitely gave her some kind of complex. She loves her mom dearly, though, and Gemma is very proud of her becoming a doctor.

Lizbert: Grew up in a token nuclear family. Mom (Batilda Megacake,) dad (Layin Sweetfig,) her, and a little brother (Angus Megafig.) While they looked like an almost TOO paper cutout white family, if you got to know them, they became nothing but normal.

clumby and alegander expunged for side character grievances , yes these will be elaborated on when i finish the refs for the family members themselves, i am working on Layin’s and have already made several others

holy SHIT i have so many ocs

[needlepine]

I have two for the name game... Moonwish and Featherfly!!!

Featherfly gives bouncy, cheery kitty :) Very good name

Sold

(Name game info)

[hexalianrebel-blackfeathers]

Recovered Footage [1]

-The video begins on an empty stage platform set up in a gymnasium, with seemingly young students chattering in the background. Behind the stage is a large white curtain in place of a projection screen. Within a few seconds, a young-looking woman walks up onto the stage, shaking hands with the Sign Interpreter as she passed him. She’s dressed professionally, in a sweater and dress pants under a white lab coat with a pink-and-purple Relic Featherfly pin on her pocket. The cuffs of her pants are rolled up to her knees to accommodate wolf-like legs and paws, and she has a wolf’s tail flicking slightly under the folds of the coat. She adjusts a small microphone clipped on her sweater as she reaches the center of the stage. She lifts her hands, calling between them-

“Good morning, kids!”

-The chatter quickly ceases, though at least half of the students shout ‘Good morning’ back. She chuckles and rests her hands on her hips-

“And a good morning it is! My name is Juno Lystebrack; I’m a pediatrician, which means I’m a doctor that specializes in working with kids like you. I’ll be your speaker for today’s Fae Anatomy presentation. I want to start by thanking all of you who signed up for our little workshop; a lot of the stuff my colleagues and I cover over the next week is pretty important stuff relating to a lot of you and your cultures. And even if you’re completely human, and it never relates to you at all, we’re grateful to have you. A lot of this won’t be expected knowledge until you’re in middle school at least, but we’re firm believers in making sure it’s accessible to you as early as possible.”

-She pulls a remote out of her pocket, a projection appears on the curtain behind her, and the slide advances to a simple list. She paces slowly back and forth along the length of the stage as she speaks-

“Right, down to business. We’re going to start this presentation by talking about a group that could include any one of you: Hexalians. As some of you may already know, we get our power from our Goddess, Hexalia, through her ‘Gift’. It’s a unique set of magical skills along with a handful of biological changes.”

-She suddenly stops, resting her hand dramatically on her face. Her tone becomes a bit exaggerated-

“Actually, before we get too far: In order to fully understand Hexalian ‘Biology’, there’s another creature on this list we need to mention first. I just can’t think of it… Does anybody know what the first Hexalians started out as?”

-She grins as the kids shout excitedly, her tail wagging slightly. She stands a bit taller, pointing up beyond the camera-

“You don’t have to shout, hon; my ears are pretty good.”

-She leans with one hand around her ear. The camera’s microphone just barely picks up a child calling to her, and her tail wags-

“That’s right, kiddo; Vampires! Good on ya. It’s true; the very first Hexalian was a vampire. In fact, he was a kid, just like you guys. Actually, probably a little older than you guys. Now, there’s a very long story about how and why everything went down. And while I think it’s a pretty cool story, Fae History and Culture is someone else’s lecture.”

-She slips her hands into her pockets as she starts to pace again-

“What you need to know is: Basically, our Goddess took the vampire’s power, and she built off of it. As I’m sure we all know, vampires drink blood. Their bodies process it like any other food, with the added bonus of it boosting their magic exponentially. Hexalia took this ability and, well, adjusted it a little to make her Gift. Just like vampires use blood for power, Hexalians use laughter. We have the passive ability to absorb the ‘energy’ created when people laugh and convert that directly into magic. Pretty powerful magic too if I can say so myself.

Now, I’m sure you’ve noticed that I keep saying things like ‘We have this’ or ‘Our Goddess’. I’ll spare you too much mystery: I am, in fact, Hexalian, so I can tell you firsthand where we get most of our magic~!”

-There’s a noticeable purple glow in her eyes, and she moves her hand as if she’s going to snap her fingers. The camera picks up some nervous laughter and protests. She laughs brightly before putting both hands in her pockets-

“Ooh, a lot of you already know your stuff! You can relax, guys, I’m not gonna do it. I see some confused faces though, so I’ll be nice. For those of you that don’t know, you may have heard the little playground rumors that go around at your age. Well, one of them is very true: Hexalians are, basically, tickle monsters.”

-There’s a mix of murmuring that the camera can’t really interpret. She chuckles, and her tail wags again-

“You can laugh, but life is about efficiency. And having a little fun once in a while, of course. Now, some of you might think to mention: ‘Dr. Juno, you don’t seem like a vampire.’. Well, first, I might say ‘What makes you think that?’”

-She walks in a short circle, glancing at her own tail and paws as a few giggles are picked up by the camera-

“But yes, obviously, I’m a werewolf. That doesn't mean I couldn’t be Hexalian. I said at the beginning that any one of you could be. Some of you might not even know it. And the reason that could be is the same way you and your siblings can get your mom’s nose or your dad’s hair or your grandpa’s eyes; the same way you can be part vampire if one of your parents is or isn’t one; and the same way you can be really good at magic if you come from a line of mages. Hexalian magic passes through bloodlines.

Some might call the biological changes from the Gift ‘subtle’, but make no mistake, they can affect you in some major ways beyond your magic. We will still start with a subtle one though: Hexalia’s Mark.”

-She searches for a button on the remote, glancing up at the curtain as the slide changes. There’s a sketch of a few heart-shaped symbols with subtle wolf prints inside of them-

“Hexalia’s Mark appears on your body when you become Hexalian. If you’re born Hexalian, the mark is usually faint, but it becomes fully visible by the time you’re two or three. We don’t fully understand everything about the Mark, especially in babies and toddlers, but there’s a lot of evidence that it forms based on the magic in your body. It becomes a sort of self-sustaining battery, if that makes sense. That up there is actually a drawing of my Mark. You wouldn’t be able to see it anyway since it’s actually on the bottoms of my feet. Quick bit of bonus information, though: when werewolves shift, their mark becomes pretty much invisible unless they have a powerful surge of magic use. Obviously, it’s still there; its effects are always active. And some people with strong magic senses claim they can still see them.

Anyway, back to the point. What makes this thing more than a flashy birthmark? …I’ll give it to ya straight, kids, it’s really ticklish.”

-She chuckles, shaking her head as the students murmur curiously-

“I’m not kidding, you guys! The Mark is always sensitive to touch. When you’re born with it, your body can adapt before you even need to think about it. But to those of you that consider becoming Hexalian in the future: this thing marks your most ticklish spot. In fact, reports suggest that it gets worse after the mark appears. So, y’know, pros and cons. We’ll wrap up this section with some rapid-fire interactions that Hexalia’s Mark—or her gift, technically—has with certain species.

I’ll start with werewolves, naturally; my area of expertise. It might already be common knowledge for you by now, but we have a sort of weakness to silver and anything made from it. And while you, like me, might think that being pierced with a silver bullet or dagger would ruin anybody’s day, werewolves have most of their abilities weakened if not completely lost during contact with silver things. Hexalia’s Gift helps you…let’s say ‘resist’ that kind of weakness. Now, silver can still hurt me; it’ll still take longer for me to heal any injuries made by silver items, but…Ah, here: if I get a paper cut, that’ll actually heal up completely within a couple of hours. Barely even hurts for a minute. If I got a cut the same size with, say, an old letter opener or something that happened to be made of silver, that won’t heal for about a day. With Hexalia’s Gift, that gets lowered by half, on average. Werewolves report anywhere from fifteen hours to as low as eight.

Vampires. Everyone knows they drink blood. Vampires, actually, might get the strongest benefits; the Gift was made for them, after all. If you are a vampire and Hexalian, you do not have to drink blood. Like, not at all. You still can, obviously, but Hexalian magic is an exact fit to fuel your powers especially. Some vampires and mixed folks still carry the genes that make them sensitive to sunlight. The Gift clears that up too. You’ll probably still hate hot weather, but the burning, completely gone.

Humans, actually, have given mixed results. Several reports suggest that they don’t need to sleep for as long as they used to. Some claim that they find themselves feeling less hungry. The magic heals them all faster, protects them. In short, your mileage would definitely vary, but downsides are few.”

-She turns to advance the slide, but she seems to pause. She sighs, touching the edge of the pin as she looks back to her audience-

“Actually, there is one. I know I said I’d move on, but I think I’d be doing you a disservice if I didn’t tell you.

Now, I can tell that many of you are Nonhumans or at the very least Mixed-Blooded. Many Fae “Type” creatures have a store of magic within them. Actually, we all do, if we practice magic enough. Those of you that fall into this group have likely been told already what happens if you let your magic run too low. You start to feel sort of sick, or tired, or even like you’re in pain.

Hexalians have… Well, they call it the Burden. Many people believe that it’s been ‘bred’ out through the centuries. Some say it’s a legend and never existed at all; something to deter people from becoming Hexalian back in those days. But there are still rare reports. Since it’s so easy for us to gain magic, we hardly ever see it. But, according to those reports, the Burden is something inside you. Attached to your Mark. If your magic ever runs too low, the Mark will essentially try to start feeding off of you. Hexalians can regain power through our own laughter, after all, but less so. It’s like if you’re starving, your body will pull nutrients from wherever it can.”

-There’s a pregnant hush in the room. She cringes a bit nervously-

“I…I’m sorry, you guys; I don’t mean to scare you! It’s just that magic is very…temperamental. We want to make sure that all of you are at least prepared for what your own bodies are capable of.”

-She looks around the audience. A smile slowly returning to her face as her tail flicks-

“Okay, now, for real this time. Done with Hexalians. Let’s transition smoothly into Va—”

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[SUPPLEMENTAL FOOTAGE 8746; REGARDING T0C8E0J1SB3U8]

[featherflyyyyyyyy]

So happy to get involved in Vgen!

I will open some commission slots around thanksgiving, so feel free to check out 🥰✨

[quiverpaw]

Got bored, so here’s a new oc! I made them from the emojis 🤐 🦅 🦟.

Featherfly is a small dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes. His tail is limp and he can’t move it. His fur is soft and well-taken-care-of.

He started out as a kit named Dark-kit, but when his sister Featherkit died a few days after birth his mother renamed him. He struggles with dealing with being named after someone, and wishes he was just himself, not a cat living as a memory of someone else.

[crazienerds]

Feather Cloud

free fleeting featherflies rolling out rainbow trailsfugitive footprint Credits & Footnote In response to KL Caley’s ‘Weekly #writephoto Prompt’. Featured Image: Photo by A Kehas. About | Contact | Featured Posts |Quote Of The Week

[ask-ethari-anything]

Wait wait wait wait. Back up a second. Rayla tried to assassinate Runaan when she was three? This sounds like a story I would very much enjoy

Well then, how can I not tell it? She wasn’t serious or anything. She was just trying to show off for her favorite uncle. 

It happened one evening during a half-moon celebration in the Silvergrove. Lain and Tiadrin had cornered Runaan under a blossoming featherfly tree to ask him how our relationship was coming along, and Rayla stealthed her way up that tree behind him without shaking any petals loose. Harder than it seems, unless you’re three. Runaan couldn’t have done it, that’s for sure.

She leaped out at him with a rebel yell--which was all the warning Runaan had. He managed to dodge and twist and catch her in midair with her little carrot dagger clutched in her hand--carved and everything by yours truly, though I didn’t know what she wanted it for! I was about twenty feet away, trying not to eavesdrop on the first part of the conversation, so I saw everything. It went like this:

Rayla: *stabby assassin leap*

Runaan: *wide-eyed snatching a toddler out of the air*

Rayla: Hi, Runaan! Whatcha doin’? *noms her carrot dagger cheekliy*

Runaan: *soft smile of pride and approval*

He didn’t put her down for the rest of the evening. She spent most of the time riding on his shoulders and demanding more carrot daggers, which meant, of course, that I got to walk around with them while carving weapons out of vegetables. Lain and Tiadrin walked with us and elbowed each other grinningly the whole time. I noticed, but I don’t think Runaan did. He was pretty involved in having fun with Rayla. It was a very sweet day.

Turns out one of the quickest ways to Runaan’s heart is with a carrot dagger.

[miscellaneous--bones]

Goblin week, day 3, Lilith!

shes an ex-warrior (like Rusty) and after being mauled by a manticore retired and now just wants to watch the rain and play with the featherflies. please let this baby relax, she just wants a nap.

I took 3 pics this time cuz the little doodle wasn’t showing up right and I wanted it to cuz I like it (i might re-draw it bigger tho), the second one was the title, eyes, and the main drawing again, and then I wanted to show how she stands with her leg like that. she gotta stick :>

over all I really like her and I hope you guys do too <3

[rivaltimes]

Hans Magnus's Featherfly

Hans Magnus’s Featherfly

Hans Enzensberger, German writer and thinker.Miguel Gener —My friends, in Colombia there are only conservative newspapers? Enzensberger did not wait for the director of the Goethe Institute to present it to the public and launched the first question, more incredulous than defiant. We knew immediately that this would not be a routine press conference. Brandished before our eyes Time Y The viewer…

[radioactivepeasant]

The protagonist WOULD have been Kay, fifteen, got lost while chasing after their dog; but the portal was slightly miscalibrated, so instead you have the dog that came through. Border Collie, male, the tag on the collar just has their rabies vaccination info and not the dog's name, responds to "boy" or "pup" or "dog" or "furball". Affectionate; knocks things over with wagging tail. Get this precious dog back with his family where he belongs!

(Re my earlier ask: the Border Collie’s name is actually Prince, so they might be able to resolve some loose prophecies with that.)

Protagonist Incident Report #597

Date of Incident: Gnomevember 3, Fifth Age

Time of Incident: 9:50 pm

Subsections of Questionnaire that Apply: Section C (Divided Family Species) Section E (Manner of entrance: outdoor) Section J (Animal Companions)

Age: unknown      Gender: HE IS A GOOD BOY male

Injuries sustained in entrance to the Realm: He bumped his snoot. He’s okay though.

Details of Prophecy: We are currently unaware of any prophecies specific to animal companions, but frankly I wouldn’t put it past Granny Featherfly. She’s one for eccentric forecasts. However, two predictions have been unexpectedly resolved since our Fluffy Protagonist’s appearance. I am currently charting any similarities they may have had so that we can isolate what exactly about our fuzzy friend that fulfilled the prophecies.

Actions Taken: We patted him on the head and scratched his ears and gave him a bowl of water because he is a good boy and he was most receptive. My secretary suggests making him a place to stay here in the Offices so that if the chance for a portal back comes up, he’ll be first in line. Considering the rules for portaling animal companions are somewhat different than sentients, we may be able to send him home sooner than later. Please make it sooner. We are all getting attached.

Signature of Responsible Agent: 

Inspector Jamison ThistledownRoyal Prophecy Complaint BureauTeakettle-on-Moors Offices

[yaccdawg]

WHEN I LOOK UP & SEEN THE #710 FREEWAY SIGN I SAID ' Feather Fly Day' HAPPY C DAY @INDIANBLUEEE #IndianBlue #FeatherFly #FaveEnt

[quiverpaw]

Pinecone! He’s my boy. I care for him very much.

[msfeatherfly-blog-blog]

#2015 #cityofangels #newyears #featherfly

[jwetsmashmouth]

#SoTurntUp for the "So Turnt Up" Tour w/ ma Day 1 Patna @babieassj3_featherfly❕#Follow (📷: @hondowebster) #HipHop #LA #FeatherFly #TheTerrace #Pasadena #MoHawk 🔛✊💯

[quiverpaw]

“there’s many dragons who would do the same, Thylacine.”

“it’s not my fault you fell for my facade.”