#viper wof

[chopperfancard]

I wanna make an AU where the False DoD are the *real* DoD so to accomodate the brainrot that came with that i made designs for this disaster of a found family

[dieserr]

more designs… these are fun to make ok

[prince-sawgrass]

dod + false dod designs

[jflxwr]

used to not understand how ppl can get attached to bg characters that have like 2 lines and only appear in one book or episode or whatevs and then i saw viper wof

[human-wof-designs]

oh now that viper's design is up, i can post this comic panel redraw

[coastalraccoon]

[ID: Digital drawings of Flame and Viper from Wings of Fire. In the bottom left are two halfbodies of Flame and Viper. Flame is a pinkish-red with a dark purple back. He has lighter beak-like markings on his snout and lighter spots on his chest. A scar snakes just under his squinted eye. Above him is the writing "Best friends :3", referring to him and Viper. Viper is a whitish-gold with a darker sail and stripes along the back of her neck. A large burn scar is visible on her shoulder that starts at the end of her sail. She glares back at Flame. In the top right is a fullbody of Viper. Her front legs are spiky around her elbow just like her neck. On her back, tail, and hind legs are large burn scars. Her right hind leg is completely scarred and is missing multiple toes. Writing just above her foot points to it and reads "2 toes". Her wing is burnt and torn and above it is a spread wing with the writing "Outer edge of wing singed and torn" beside it. At the end of her tail is the writing "Barb gone :(" In the bottom right corner is a small, hastily colored drawing of Viper as the autism creature with confetti surrounding it and the writing "VIPER LIVES" sandwiching it. End ID.]

Silly little au where Viper survives falling into the lava by grabbing Flame's tail at the last second, leading to only half her body getting burned.

[some-pers0n]

Kinda really still miffed that the false DoD are just permanently seen as "terrible and annoying bad kids" by the books when really they're just incredibly traumatized children who are dealing with their horrible circumstances. Really wish we got a winglet of like...Flame or Fatespeaker or anybody to show off the terrible situation better.

[wof-headshots-daily]

Day 92- viper

[namesareweird579]

Evil false dragonets of destiny

[sandshadow9]

I love you WOF characters that are angry and furious and bitter about their narrative. I love you Flame and Fierceteeth and Icicle and Viper and Carnelian and Winter and Tsunami and Glory and Anemone and Sundew and Peril.

I love you for being messy and imperfect and loud and refusing to back down

[chopperfancard]

One Day (False DoD au short story

“Ow, Ow! That hurts!” A small, young seawing dragonet whimpered and squirmed at the stab of pain that hit its scales and muscles as another dragonet; a skywing to be exact who about the same age wrapped some bandages around what seemed to be a quite apparent burn wound.

“Maybe if you stopped moving like I told you to, it'd hurt less!” The skywing dragonet hissed, making his annoyance with the seawing’s whining very clear and apparent.

“God, are all seawings this whiny or just you, Squid?” He continued on.

“Flame, please stop.. You’re talking like her again…. I don’t like it, not at all.” Squid bitterly said under his breath, in between the grunting and moaning from the pain of his burn wound.

“Well, Kestrel teaches us how the world’s gonna be outside! She teaches us how the world outside is nothing but war and violence. And if that’s how it is, we can’t be weak. We’re supposed to be strong, not weaklings! The only reason she hates you guys is because you’re all weak! Isn’t it?” The young skywing dragonet said, but in his voice was a hint of doubt and uncertainty. It seemed as though he himself didn’t even sincerely believe what he was saying.

“Well, either way, it’s why I want to become a healer anyway. You idiots need to be in top condition if we’re going to save the world, and I need these skills if I actually want to help dragons in war. So stop crying and deal with it like a big dragonet.” He spat out, snuffing out whatever pinch of insecurity leaked into his voice earlier with aggression and anger as smoke and ash crawled through his throat and escaped out his nostrils.

“You’re only saying all that because you’re her favorite. She treats you like… a son. Me and the others? I don’t think she’d even care if we all died tomorrow.” Squid talked back, uncharacteristic for the normally meek dragonet, he didn’t want another skywing to be yelling at him, he already dealt with enough of that from Kestrel. The young dragonet felt tears form up in his eyes like a whirlpool remembering how awful the training today went, and how badly burnt he got… And what Kestrel said to him, which hurt more than any burn or any scratch or any bite mark he acquired in that fight, or any other fight with both Kestrel and the other dragonets in the cave combined.

“I wish she died when Viper stabbed her with her barb that one time.” Squid blankly said.

The room fell silent, Flame didn’t speak, not even a growl from him. He just continued working on Squid’s wounds. The silence was… deafening, to say the very least.

“Flame?” Squid called his name, wanting to ask him something. No response.

“Do you ever think about who our real parents are?” He asked him.

“Why?” He seemed uninterested in the question.

“I mean… they’re probably better than our guardians here. Kestrel and Dune are awful, and Webs barely tries to do anything about them…” 

“Well, our parents are dead, probably.” Flame said straight-forwardly. Not even phased or bothered by what he just said, as if he just accepted that as the most likely possibility for a long time.

“Flame… You don’t mean that, right?” That was a rhetorical question, Squid knew full well that Flame 100% meant that.

“What are you, stupid? There’s a war outside and everyday Kestrel and Webs always tell us about all the burning bodies of dragons that stretch out all the way to the horizon. And you think our parents aren’t one of those hundreds of dragons?” Flame continued as he wrapped another bandage around his tail.

“And you just don’t care?” Squid asked him.

“...It’s not like we knew them anyway- So it's a waste to get all sad about it.” He said with a certain jumpiness in his voice.

“I-I guess you’re right.” Squid said under his breath. Sighing quite heavily.

“Alright, you should be good to go now, I think… Try moving.” Flame said, he’d just finished tying up the last bandage on Squid’s body.

Squid’s muscles tensed as he tried to get up, after laying down for so long, his body felt heavier than usual as he tried to get back onto his feet. He did it slowly so as to not hurt himself, though when he stretched his wings, the pain began stinging again, causing him to wince and cower. But he kept going, trying his best to stay strong despite the pain, like Flame would. He eventually was standing on all four legs, though shaking with his muscles as tense and hard as the rocks that surrounded them all in this cavernous prison. 

“So, do you feel okay?” Flame asked.

“Y-Yeah..” Squid responded with a shaky voice and a nervous smile. “T-Thank you, Flame…”

Flame was a bit shocked at the ‘Thank you’ he was given. Around here in the cave, that kind of gratitude was jarring, to say the least; and from Squid of all dragons? Viper would never thank anybody for anything, Ochre is too stupid and lazy to remember to do so after someone does him a favor, and Fatespeaker would just talk about her visions even though it had nothing to do with anything of any sort of importance. And the guardians are just their own story.

Flame eventually snapped out of his trance, he shifted his wings slightly as he turned around and began making his way toward the exit of this part of the cave.

“Uh huh, yeah, you're welcome. Come on, let’s go have dinner. Hurry up already. Viper and especially Ochre aren’t gonna be saving crap for us, and Kestrel definitely won’t care to fetch more food for the two of us if we miss dinner.” And just like that, the Flame he knew and… tolerated was back in full force. Though for whatever reason, Squid thought that his words of gratitude meant a lot to Flame, and he just wasn’t showing it. The idea that his fellow dragonets sincerely cared about one another deep down but just didn't show it was a comforting feeling, and what he chose to believe. Even though the likelihood of that was very, very low.

It was probably just in his imagination, though. But what was more important was getting to the dinner hall so he could actually eat something and not go starving for the 2nd day in a row. So the young seawing dragonet chased after his skywing brother, or as close as he could get to chasing in his physical state.

Dinner was about as chaotic and dysfunctional as Squid would usually expect. Eating food in peace was practically an alien concept for the dragonets, and Squid was stuck cleaning up the mess of his other siblings. Flame was Kestrel’s favorite so he always got his way around here, everyone collectively knew Fatespeaker and Ochre wouldn’t get anything done if they had the job and the job landed on Viper, but she threatened Squid to do it or else she’d stab him, so needless to say. He was stuck with the job.

The cracks of the flames of the torches that filled the caverns echoed through the rocky halls and within Squid’s mind. It was one of the first sounds he heard in this world when he hatched, he thought. And ever since that day, they’ve been there, every part of every day. The flames of the torches seemed to be the one consistent thing in this life, he thought.

What kind of life is this? He’s a Dragonet of Destiny, he and the others are supposed to be the most important dragons in history. But here they are stuck in a cavernous prison and can barely agree on who gets to do chores around the cave, arguing over every small thing and getting into rough fights over the sorts. If they can’t agree on that… How could they ever hope to end the war? How could he ever be a hero? That’s what Kestrel always told them.

A stab of pain from the burn mark Flame had treated earlier distracted him from his train of thought… God, why did he have to be the one to work around today? Would it have killed them to give him a break for a day or two?

One day, everything is going to change, I feel it. One day I’ll be a hero, I’ll be the most important dragon in Pyrrhia’s history! I can already feel it…. Squid thought to himself, trying to bring up his own spirits and motivate himself. He began to smile a little, the first time in a long while. He imagined himself being showered in praise all across Pyrrhia. The kind of dragon that people wrote and told stories about. The king of dragons that people looked up to, and aspired to be like. That would be him, soon enough. How soon he wasn’t sure, but he knew in his heart that his dream would come true one day.

One day.

[neeweekeewee]

VIPER REWRITE

Viper is almost entirely the same. She is viscous, vengeful, aggressive, and prefers to keep to herself. Before she became a False Dragonet of Destiny, she lived with her two uncles. Her two uncles loved her very dearly. Her mother who was a soldier pawned her off them due to her not wanting to parent a dragonet in a war-torn kingdom. One of her uncles, Hyena showered her with affection and was very sweet and caring. Her other uncle, Xerocole was extremely stoic and tough. He is very good at hiding his emotions and rarely gets emotional with anyone. He had high expectations for his adopted daughter and wanted her to be the best prepared in this civil war they’re living through. The Sandwing Sucession was much more brutal than most realize. Viper was surrounded by suffering and death. She joined Blister’s armada with her partner, Emu, to help end the war, but was taken out due to her needing to be the backup DoD for the prophecy. The war has made her cold, violent, and paranoid of others. Her anger and general moodiness mostly stems from extreme stress and anxiety over her family and partner. She has no idea what’s happening to them and wants to get back to them as soon as possible. She has no desire to fulfill the prophecy. She is angered at the Nightwings for taking her away from her family. She hates Fatespeaker due to her cheery attitude to everything. And her also being a Nightwing. She verbally abuses Fatespeaker frequently. But she mostly doesn’t get along with Flame, who often starts intense arguments between the both of them to the point where screaming matches ensue and a fight breaks out.

Unbeknownst to the others, she received a letter from her uncles that her partner was killed in battle. This sent her over the edge. She holds her tears back until she releases her rage onto Fatespeaker, trying to kill her during battle practice. Starflight pushes her away from her, lacerating Flame’s face with her tail barb. She doesn’t scream or struggle when she falls into the lava, she just accepts her fate. Knowing that she’ll see her partner again soon…

Her uncle Xerocole shows no emotion when told the news, but behind closed doors, he weeps silently for his niece/adopted daughter. Hyena was inconsolable.

[wofpolls]

*Thanks to everyone who sent rare pair suggestions! Feel free to submit more. If your pair isn't here, it might show up in another poll.

[ravewing]

redraw of that one frame that ive cried over more than id like to admit

[jflxwr]

need more found families that actually fucking hate each other, r very open abt it, would kill each other with no hesitation if they could and the only reason they stay together is because they're forced to