#wings au theories

[howlonomy]

Can we see more of the characters in Swap Monster!Clover au?

Like Starlo and Marlet?

Marlet has be called 'New Moon' or something like that as acowboy frfr

i actually really really like how these came out AGJDS

[beefscrap]

Mirror au TBOFS protags 👀 (designs or what they’d be like lol- basically what they’d be like if they either a: reacted to their situation the complete opposite of canon or b: had the complete opposite events happen to them)?

This was super interesting and fun to think abt… I have more ideas for other characters but just with these guys I’m trying to avoid spoilers 😭 anyways….

I think for it to work, I’d have to bump their ages up by like 20 years. So imagine they’re all in their 40s here. They’re also kinda scattered all over the story, just with how my AU lore is and where they’d make the most sense!

WHIMSY: He’d be a very high ranking member of The Animus Exchange (the company Legend works for). Can’t say too much yet…. But he would be bedazzled and very very popular. Lots of boyfriends and girlfriends probably

INSIGHT: An Animus Organization leader, which is a little extra interesting for a reason I cannot say. Made the most sense with how against the organization he is lmao. I think he’d be corrupt in some way… that’s different from how corrupt it already may be

SPONGY: A sad life for her. She’d probably be one of those animi that they met up with. Very obviously dissatisfied with her life. She wanted to paint forever but was pressured into using her magic all the time

SHEEP: Dream job! He’d be one of the more ‘important’ teachers in the story I think. He’s Like a combo of Northstar and Gelid. I think he could be the enchanted artifacts guardian guy!

Like I said I have more ideas.. I’d love to expand on the idea if anyone would like to hear sometime!

[seramilla]

(Have some fun with this one to make up for the buckets of angst I’ve dumped in the ask box :3)

Three months. It’s been three months since she was tossed into the training room and was essentially turned into a living training dummy. Lute yelped as she cashed into the floor again.

“Come on Lute!! Get up! Fight back!! If you’re really sorry then show me and fi-!”

“Oh fuck off already Vagina!! You aren’t the one dealing with demon limbs you bitch.”

She glared at Vaggie as her tail lashed about angrily.

“The only thing that we have in common is a missing eye!”

“So the wings don’t count?”

Lute let out a guttural growl at her the glared at the floor. She had discovered a fundamental change in her wings a month ago. She thought at first it might have been due to muscle atrophy due to her slow recovery. That was her initial thought until she had finished her first proper molt. Her strong and powerful falcon like wings were gone…replaced by loathsome raven wings.

“They aren’t the same…nothing is. You’re expecting me to fight like I used to when I can BARELY walk without tripping over these fucking demon bird legs! And do I even need to mention this obnoxious and annoying thing!?”

She holds up the disproportionate demonic left arm. She’d been using it mostly for blocking. It was so uncomfortable to use and felt like didn’t even belong to her. Lute blew some hair out of her face. It had grown past her shoulders now. She was pondering where to get some scissors when a sweet musical voice filled the air. Everything fluffed up knowing who owned it as she bolted and hid.

“Hey Vaggie! Carmilla said you would be here training so I brought you some water.”

“Thanks Em, did you want to give one to L-“

Vaggie turned to find her opponent had disappeared and smirked.

“Never mind just leave it by the door and tell Carmilla everything is fine.”

“Okay! I’m going to help Charlie at the hotel and whenever Lute comes in tell her I said hi.”

“Will do, don’t let Niffty set the kitchen on fire again!”

Emily huffs as she leaves.

“That was ONE time!!!”

Vaggie laughs as she slams the doors behind her. Then turns to the pillar with a tail poking out from behind it.

“She’s gone so you can come out now lover-girl.”

Vaggie blocked the wickedly fast strike from the clawed hand.

“DON’T CALL ME THAT!!!”

Vaggie continues dodging Lute's attacks, as the other former Exorcist keeps throwing her weight around and missing her.

“Admit it! You love Emily soooooo much! You want to kiss her and hug her and smooch her! Don’t lie! It’s written all over your silly love-struck face!”

The feathers around Lute's neck become ruffled and stand on end, as if she's trying to make herself look bigger and more intimidating to her opponent. She rushes Vaggie again, voice roaring and echoing off the walls of the training room.

“I AM LITERALLY GOING TO MURDER YOU, VAGINA!”

Vaggie easily side-steps Lute's attempted body slam, and backflips away as if the movement is nothing.

"How does the saying go?" Vaggie asks, placing her hand on her chin as if she's thinking very hard about the right words to use. “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me? Are you like this with all girls you think are cute, or is it just Emily?”

Lute swipes at her again with her large clawed hand, but the attempt is futile and weak, as Lute has apparently lost all sense of coordination in her limbs with her blind fury.

“You know the only way I’m going to stop teasing you about this is if you just admit you like her," Vaggie says with a chuckle.

Feathers bristling even more, Lute appears as if she's had enough of being the butt of Vaggie's joke. She yanks a huge tower shield off the wall of the training room like it's nothing, and then hurls it across the room at Vaggie with her demon hand, like a child might throw a Frisbee at the park.

“What makes you think I’d admit ANYTHING to you?!” Lute screeches, sending the shield directly toward Vaggie's defenseless head. Vaggie doesn't hesitate, ducking and rolling out of the way as the shield crashes into the wall behind her, seeming to shake the entire compound with the impact.

“Hold the fucking phone! Time out!" Vaggie yells, holding her hands up in the universal sports sign for a pause. "That’s against the rules! This is hand-to-hand combat, remember? No weapons! And where the actual fuck did that show of strength come from??”

Lute isn't looking at Vaggie now, but down at her demon arm, flexing the oversized digits of the hand experimentally. She'd just picked up and thrown that shield without thinking about it. As if on pure instinct. As if she'd known ripping the decorative piece off the wall would be as simple as pie.

“I….I don’t know. I don't know what came over me.”

“Dios mio…” Vaggie says, rubbing her forehead to relieve some of the tension building behind her eyes. She looks at the shield and where it made contact with the wall, including the small crater now a permanent fixture on the wall's surface.

"Wait. Wait! I can fix this!" Lute says desperately. Lute runs over, picking up the shield from where it collided with the wall, and frantically moves back to try and reaffix it to its decorative plate. She does not want to incur Carmilla’s wrath today. “There! Good as new!”

Lute stands back, hands on her hips, admiring her work.

To her and Vaggie's dismay, the shield immediately falls off the wall again, this time knocking over a container full of spears, lances, and pole arms onto the floor in a heap.

"Oops..."

“Oh no, Mamá is gonna be pissed," Vaggie says, holding her hands to her face. "That was bolted down as decoration only!”

"Wait, what?" Lute asks, looking at Vaggie and completely forgetting the disaster strewn across the floor momentarily. The word Vaggie had just uttered is infinitely more interesting. "Mamá? Are you actually calling Carmilla your mother?!"

Vaggie blushes, and quickly tries to change the subject back to the important matter at hand. "Focus, lover girl! We need to clean up this mess now, before Carmilla gets back!”

"Holy shit!" Lute shouts, an honest-to-goodness cackle erupting from her throat. "You are!" Lute leans into the wall, pounding her smaller fist playfully into the smooth surface, as if this is the funniest thing she's ever heard in her life.

Vaggie's face flushes red. She's so embarrassed, the smoke coming from between her ears is almost palpable. She can practically feel it steaming like a smoke cloud above her head.

"Yeah? What about it? She basically opened up her home to us and feeds us! We spend more time here than at the actual hotel. She calls me mija and mi nina! Why shouldn’t I call her mom? I’ve never had one of those before! Heaven forbid, I want to know what that feels like!”

Lute is still wheezing. There are tears coming out of her eyes, which she wipes away with her oversized claw. Vaggie doesn't think she's ever seen Lute laugh so hard, in either Heaven or Hell, and finds it extremely inappropriate.

"Vaggie, come on...shut up and let me have this!" Lute chortles.

Vaggie, still fuming, starts to hurriedly gather her things into her shoulder bag, and throws it and the contents over her shoulder. She doesn't have to stay here, or put up with this. This is fucking Lute, for Satan's sake. Where does she get off demanding leniency?

“Since when have you ever let me have anything?" Vaggie asks, trying to hold back tears from her good eye. "I have a family now. People who love me! And so could you, if you'd just look beyond your own fear and ego to let a good thing happen for once!”

“Hey! Vaggie, that’s not fair—!”

“What’s not fair is me letting you off the hook again because Charlie taught me to be nice and shit," Vaggie bites back, completely done with playing Lute's games. "Bye, Lute. See you later.”

"Wait!" Lute shouts back, angelic arm reaching for her old comrade, in disbelief at Vaggie's change in demeanor. Lute fumbles for what to say. "You can't hold that over my head! At least you have a family! As if I could ever have something like that, anyway!"

Lute goes quiet again, voice trailing off as she stares at the large, oversized claws of her demon hand. Then she looks back to the mess she made; the one with the pile of disheveled weapons on the ground, as if it's the perfect metaphor for the absolute disaster she's made of her life. Her tail drags as she walks sluggishly over to the weapons on the floor. She picks up the barrel, sets it upright, and tries to fix the shield again.

“Sorry…" Lute starts, voice much queter and more forlorn than before. "I just haven’t had a good laugh like that since…ever, really. It was nice to be able to just…you know…let it out for once.”

Vaggie turns around, away from the doorway and facing the inside of the training room again, readjusting her gear bag on her shoulder to look back at Lute.

“That’s your problem, Lute. Yours to fix. You still haven’t learned how to derive pleasure from anything other than putting people down. Adam is gone, but you’re still here, relying on his old coping mechanisms. I’m sorry for teasing you. But you could have a family, too, if you’d just give Emily a chance. She doesn’t give a shit what you look like. She makes excuses to come see you every day, and all you do is hide.”

Lute has already started putting the other weapons back in the barrel. She sighs, setting one of the heavy weapons down, and turning back to Vaggie.

“I don’t deserve her...she deserves better than me. I already fucked up her life, and I don’t want to ruin it again. That's what I do; I ruin things…myself included. I don’t know how I’m supposed to even fix myself… Dammit…I’m trying to be better, but I keep fucking it up!”

Lute's vision blurs with tears. She grabs a handful of feathers from her demon arm out of instinct; it had taken her weeks to stop obsessively pulling them out. But she doesn’t pull them out this time, and Vaggie considers that a small, silent victory.

“Don’t make me have to get Carmilla," Vaggie warns, and Lute lets go of her feathers. "You fucked a lot of shit up, lover girl. Me included. But if you hadn’t, I never would have found Charlie. Good things can rise from the ashes of the bad choices. But nothing is going to change unless you open yourself to the possibilities. You lose every shot you don’t take. And frankly, I hate this chastising version of yourself. Shit’s fucking depressing. I want the badass lieutenant back. The one who used to beat my ass to a pulp during drills.”

Before turning to leave, Vaggie looks back at Lute, and tries to offer her an olive branch, of sorts.

“You still need to beat me before I’ll forgive you. That was our deal. But Emily is an open book. She’s changed a lot for the better. I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised if you just set the record straight and admit you have feelings for her.”

Out of nowhere, a water bottle beans Vaggie right in the face.

“STOP CALLING ME LOVER GIRL, DAMMIT!" Lute shouts. "JUST BECAUSE I THINK SHE’S CUTE DOESN’T MEAN YOU CAN TEASE ME ABOUT IT!”

It takes Lute all of 10 seconds to realize what she'd just admitted to Vaggie, and suddenly, her face is infused with red. When she sees the smug cat-like grin spread across Vaggie's face, she shouts after the other Exorcist, “No…don’t you fucking dare. Don’t you DARE tell her I--”

Vaggie bolts.

“YOU MOTHERFU--!”

Neither of them get far. Lute is hot on Vaggie's heels, tripping over her own tail in her bid to capture her fellow angel before she can spread her embarrassing, shameful news. Then out of nowhere, Vaggie slams directly into Carmilla, and then Lute into Vaggie's back, as they nearly topple all over each other onto the floor.

"Oh...he--hey, Mamá!" Vaggie says, waving sheepishly. Lute drags herself off of Vaggie, looking away in shame. "How's it going?"

Carmilla has that tell-tale expression of hers plastered all over her face from the jump. She cranes her neck to peer around the pillar and into the training room, laying witness to the absolute chaos that is the pile of weapons strewn liberally across the floor.

“Magnificent, girls," she says, never once losing that calm, confident demeanor. "I just found out I have some new clients dropping by this afternoon to draw up a new manufacturing contract. I would hate for them to get a bad impression based on the current state of my facilities. Wouldn’t you?”

Vaggie and Lute swallow heavily. They both know that expression. Carmilla doesn't have to tell them what to do, because they already know what will happen if they don't follow instructions and right this perceived wrong. Immediately, without even being asked, they begin to clean up the impromptu mess, shouting back at her in tandem, “Yes, Carmilla! We’re sorry! We’ll clean up right away!”

“Good girls," Carmilla says with a smile. Just another eventful day at the Carmine estate, Carmilla thinks, before turning around, and making her way back to the lobby to wait for her visitors.

This is based on a conversation me and @xellas-the-wanderer had last night. I've edited for formatting and consistency's sake.

[404-art-found]

it's my birthday so I get to draw the most self-indulgent au imaginable. buddycrew rtts alien edition. plus whatever buddy is

[dragon-robus]

Whiteout animus - alternative plot

And now my theory, if Whiteout became an animus instead of Darkstalker. In my opinion, she would have grown up kind, and not deprived of her powers, which Darkstalker took from her. Since he hated his father only after hatching, he probably remained just as angry with him, but he would not have caused such horrors with magic. At the same time, Whiteout was loved by both her father and mother, and therefore she could use magic for good deeds, and the creation of useful things. Then there would be no scroll, there would be no death of Arctic, and the plot of the second arc would be different, but it could have been a confrontation between brother and sister. Darkstalker would have remained with the abilities of mind-reading and foresight, but would have envied Whiteout because of her magic, and could at one point want to kill her, or subjugate her and force her to use magic for his selfish purposes. Whiteout's kind nature would not allow her to harm her brother until the very end, and in the end it could have been she who caused the Darkstalker's imprisonment, and then the second arc would have developed differently. Perhaps in the future more animus could have come from her, and not just Stonemover, and in theory Sunny could have had magical powers.

And what do you think about this?

[raptorladylover6969]

the lack of Raptor Lady brainrot is getting to me I am now drawing her as a WOF dragon.

[scrollwyrm]

New headcanon about SkyWings:

I’ve been thinking about Sky and Peril a lot. Here are some Things that I came up with (mixed in with some stuff that’s just canon or common headcanon).

Firstly, yeah, I think Sky is trans. That’s almost canon at this point. He probably doesn’t ‘pass’ if such a term exists in dragon culture, but hey, no transphobia from the society, confirmed by the author herself! Everyone just lets him live his best boy life! Hell yes!

Secondly, I think that the SkyWings, especially before Ruby’s time, were very religious with their egg-hatching process. They would leave an egg out facing the sky (every egg is left alone with either a parent or another caring party, but there are no mass hatcheries). Any deviation from standard hatching procedures is frowned upon.

The hatching process of eggs containing twins is slightly different. They are kept much higher up, for fear (read: superstition) that the sky spirits will not notice the dragonets individually otherwise, cursing them to never truly find themselves because they share a soul.

Egg theft is not a common practice, but if it does happen, these higher nests are usually targeted because the altitude makes them less easy to visit and protect regularly. The egg Hvitur stole was probably a twin egg, and he was probably exhausted (eggs-hausted, anyone?) from the thin air and long flight.

Peril and Sky’s egg was also left in the high mountains, but when touched, one side was warm, the other stone cold. Kestrel was sure Sky would never survive when the egg finally hatched.

MAJOR spoilers for my Cadmium AU (also known as ‘Wings of Fire: What if The SkyWing had Survived?’) up ahead:

Cadmium and Flame were fraternal twins, not identical twins. As described, they have drastically different scale colours and patterns, along with Cadmium’s slightly crooked tooth, a minor detail and a trait Avalanche has too that I mentioned in a recent chapter.

They do, however, have the same spine, wing and claw shape, as well as the same eyes and a similar shape to them. They are about as similar as normal twins.

My idea of how this happened is that Avalanche was a dragon on the inside, there to give Hvitur the egg and leave, raising little suspicion, but when the egg hatched into two dragonets instead of one, Avalanche had to return and take one of them back to Nautilus. She chose Flame, further isolating himself from both the real and false dragonets of destiny.

[cryptidcat5105]

Onyx Storm questions

Ok so I've been thinking about some of the lore in preparation for part 8 of my sky wielders AU and, needless to say, I have questions regarding some world building aspects.

You don't need to know anything about the AU, but spoilers for Onyx Storm!

Ok, so, during the trip to the isles we understand that language barriers are a very real thing and while some aspects have semi-logical explanations, others don't.

First up we initially know that Navarre and the isles have cut off contact for hundreds of years and yet they have people who can speak fluent navarrian ( which would be impossible without contact as the dialect has more than likely changed over the centuries) but that can be explained by the fact that the isles still had some form of contact with Naverre, as reveald by Halden, and they were also still in contact with Poromiel during all this time.

Now this raises my first question: does everyone in Poromiel also just speak navarrian? There seems to be no language barriers between the two nations, which weird, but I can accept. I'm assuming there's also a large portion of the poromish population that also speaks Krovlish since Krovla is literally one of their provinces, but that's neither here nor there. (I don't really have an explanation for the lack of a language barrier so we're just gonna call it plot convenience unless there's some explanation I missed)

So now that we've established the language status between humans, let's talk about dragons and gryphons. I'm pretty sure at one point there was a mention of dragons having their own language, not sure though, but assuming that's true I think gryphons would also have their own language. Now, here comes my second question: do these creatures learn the common language or do they just get a magical translation via the bonds or something? If, let's say, Dain started speaking in Krovlish to Cath would he understand?

If yes, then things become a lot more simple and the questions stop here

If not however, that leads me to my third and final question: how can the irids understand navarrian? Of course dragons live for a few centuries at a time so they could have taught the younger ones the languages of the humans but 1) they would have an old as fuck dialect (think old english for exemple) and 2) it seems like a pretty useless skill for a people who live on a secluded island away from any other civilization. I'm pretty sure even the draconic language would have an older dialect, all though still understandable to dragons.

Anyway, languages are weird and I may be overthinking it. It's fiction after all, so I don't know if I'm gonna overcomplicate things in the AU either way. I might just make the irids speak in shakespearean english for the funsies, but idk yet. We'll see.

[raptorwithamarker]

Cleo is a seawing/skywing hybrid with a mix of traits, and the bio luminescence spots are outside of normal variation, likely making any aquatic talk very challenging. Not sure about the colors (might change) and wings are somewhat translucent on seawings so you can see more. Probably also lived nearby the seawing kingdom for some time before being put in the gladiator arena in the skywing kingdom. When a massive prison riot occurs she ends up escaping, along with the others, but I haven't the faintest clue what should happen next. This drawing is likely pre-gladiator arena, lacking a variety of scars they're sure to gain.

[kad3zg0n3]

⚠️(SPOILERS TO IF YOU HAVEN'T READ BOOK 6 MOONRISING)⚠️Ok so, I heard about Tui confirming Carnelian and Moonwatcher were going being mates before deciding to kill off Carnelian. Well Carnelian is one of my F A V O R I T E characters out of two and had sooo much potential! If Moon and Carnelian DID become mates the whole love triangle of Winter and Qibli and Moon just wouldn't be an issue! Moon and Carnelian being together leaving Winter and Qibli single... Winter has also already been confirmed Bi and those two would make sense! An in my opinion Winter x Moon would be kinda toxic or akward alot with some "good" moments. Carnelian seems like she's sensible and protective which seeme PERFECT for Moon! She can reassure her on things and make sure she's safe and keep her from doing regretful things! Moon can do all the same and also calm her down and balance her anger and possible trauma of the war out. So.. What if Carnelian GUARDED Moon when the explosion went off? Secret crush for a bit but sh pushed the thoughts away til protecting moon she finally released the thoughts along the line of being scared to lose another person she loves, what happened during war to cause this fear??who did she lose before?? How?? And when Moon hears this EVERYTHING CHANGES! Carnelian after finding her future telling (not YET mind reading) really angry but doesn't leave Moons side and heals her up instead of Turtle and EVENTUALLY Moon tells her of the Mind reading with her FURIOUS but she gets over it eventually and they go to the mountains at night to talk about it.

[player-1]

I know it's going to be a while for me to jump back to the Nexomon tag when the next chapter for my fic drops (and believe me, that's going to take a while), there's been a semi-crazy theory I've been going over since I was thinking of weaseling it into the fic (especially during the NexoLords Frozen Tundra arc) since it's something that doesn't seem to make sense in hindsight.

Namely with the NexoLords' attempt of reviving Omnicron, and even the earlier run-in with the goons holding a bunch of bomb-experts hostage and possibly planning to use the dynamite for their own plan...What if before the Guild stopped them in their tracks, what if they had a previous attempt to revive Omnicron, failed, and were trying to cover their tracks is the second time went bust? What if the NexoLords accidentally created a Tyrant that was nothing like the great King of Monsters but the heir of Omnicron's heir the first time around?

(Minor spoilers for Micromon, major spoilers for Nexomon 1, post-N1, Nexomon Extinction, and a bunch of rambling/theory crafting below)

TL;DR: Reverse doomsday cult in Frozen Tundra "accidentally" create a monster beyond their comprehension, abandoned it at Palmaya and perpetuate the cycle of neglect Omnicron started with his "weakest child" Metta, the one true heir to the King of Monsters...Then both their plans gets ruined by a blue-haired kid.

Like I made as a joke but already plausible theory, Omnicron's youngest kid Metta (the glass pinata with a titanium ego) would've been considered the king's heir due to his moveset following every bit of his power over all elements at once. But given Metta's (gestures wildly at everything) and not immediately putting the fear of Nexo-God onto humanity, he was ignored and cast aside as the lesser of Omnicron's children...Of course, until everything that happens before and after Nexomon 1. Apart from Metta being murked from Extinction's story due to the dev not wanting to develop his character further (or also from how congested the story is already with all the protags/antagonists); there are plenty of little easter eggs that still show Metta's influence on the world long into the Tyrant War and up until N:E's story. Like him previously making a resurrection machine to revive Omnicron and his siblings and his teacher/unofficial father-figure Malk having a database in a variety of "Nexomon" similar but unknown to the public (Micromon/Pixekai Project); ultimately leading to the NexoLords (and Lobo the ex-Guild Grandmaster) finding the machine's blueprint and Amelie and Logan finding the database and extracting the info to create a anti-Tyrant weapon to topple the war in their favor and end the mindless violence once and for all. And all of this was in the Frozen Tundra, mind you, and most likely in Metta's old home or in Omnicron's Tower/Tomb; though I'm all on the former being the case :).

Circling back to the NexoLords, obviously assuming they had a chance to revive Omnicron and "restore the world's order" with their new blueprints, jumped straight into building/testing out the machine in the tower where Omnicron was once slain long long ago. Maybe they used a Nexomon egg as the catalyst, maybe gathered some residual energy in the ancient site no sane person dared to venture to; but the Nexomon they got was nothing any of them had expected. It was something human-like but not, a Tyrant but not, and a Nexomon with stars in their eyes and a bright smile against the harsh and destructive world around them...

-That's right, this was a Byeol theory rant all along! And there's nothing you can do to stop me now!! >:D To try and make a more long story short, it makes some sense to me if the NexoLords (and by extension Lobo) made Byeol in their first and only known attempt to revive the doggo dad himself (going heavy in the copium since Omnicron's soul was completely destroyed after N1), so they had to work with what they had even if they had no idea what kind of ancient/primordial Tyrant they're channeling to achieve "world peace". Besides, even if Lobo was the ex-Guild leader and had every chance to read up on Omnicron's history, who wants to bet he had no idea that Metta existed if he was never considered a threat in the first place in the past? After all, Omnicron was a Normal-type and had power over all the elements, so why would he have a Normal-type kid as well? All of his children were killed off by Ulzar, so they had to go for the source of all Nexomon, the Normal-type monster, that's the most obvious choice! (/s) If that then applies to Lobo accidentally making Metta's Tyrant, then why is Byeol found in Palmaya and not Omnicron's Tower and/or the Frozen Tundra? Simple, the NexoLords really didn't want their token Tyrant being a baby cherub bird-thing and totally not Omnicron, so they dumped him at the one place that's "Tyrant-free" and getting the little guy as far away from their base of operation as possible.

But that's still a bit ironic, you know? Metta, abandoned by his father and siblings for not putting humanity under his thumb, eventually becomes the strongest Nexomon tamer in the world (aka the Nexolord) and putting together a plan to revive his dad to destroy humanity once and for all (and finally be his dad's special little boy :). Then there's Byeol, abandoned by a man with an Omnicron mask and his Children of Omnicron-styled lackeys for not being the true King of Monsters and ending the Tyrant War without anymore bloodshed; (fic-wise) becoming a beacon of hope in Palmaya and exploring the world helping those in need and avoiding Tyrant conflicts at all cost. Cause in Byeol's strangely starry eyes, his idea of world peace is for everyone to be nice and get along, human and Nexomon, simple as that.

Whether or not it if the NexoLords knew their "Tyrant" was being raised to be a goody-two-shoes is up to debate; but I really wanted to figure out someway to explain Byeol's existence other than "he's just a post-story legendary just because" or following the series' gimmick of using post-story 'mon for the next game, but the thought itself is pretty funny to me.

[jellyfishvibes]

Legend of Zelly update

Looks as rgb ven diagram i can make a religion out of this

[strudel-arts]

JUNIX HELPS NOVACLAWS THEORY

(my favorite theory rn)

Junix helps Novaclaws fake her death while Undying was a dragonet…

The tag in her ear was from the testing the hivewings did on her because she is an animus 😋😋 this was fun…I have other headshot sketches of Undying, Lithic, Vespa, Junix and Nightcrawler…but it’s my designs bc I ❤️ designing dragon

WRITER OF THIS AWESOME FIC: @lenny-zesty

[seramilla]

Imagining Emily just staring out of the window at the training ground of excorcists.

Sera: Emily, what are you doing?

Emily sighs, oblivious to the world's around her. Sera raises an eyebrow and goes to look out of the window.

There is Lute, dressed in training outfit, that consists of a training bra and shorts, fighting 5 of her colleagues. Sera finally notices a lost look on Emily. Oh, she recognises that one.

Also, I can't help it, when ideas strike, they strike. You don't have to answer them today. 🙃

Sera is racking her brain, trying to remember where she's seen this particular Exterminator before, when she realizes this one is Adam's second in command. She almost falls over in horror at the prospect of Emily pining after her.

Sera: "Emily. Are you serious? That one?!"

Emily, startled: "Oh, Sera! I didn't see you! Don't mind me! I was just, umm...just aaahhh...seeing how the new recruits were faring!"

Sera: "From where I'm standing, your eyes were only on one angel."

Emily, awkwardly: "Oh...oops....yeah...sorry? I guess? You caught me."

Sera, taking in a deep breath: "I know we talked about this. I told you about Carmilla, and we agreed your attraction to women would be between us... But please, Emily, please, for the love of all that is holy, reconsider that one!"

Emily: "I can't control who I like, Sera! You couldn't help falling in love with Carmilla, could you?"

Sera, pausing for several seconds and groaning under her breath: "...Touché."

[sass-squat]

I’m a bit late to the party but here are a couple little sketches I did while I was bored! I have never attempted to draw this man before this nor am I good at drawing with pens but he’s been living rent free in my head since the new trailer came out so I had to try. 🤣

[thesupernaturalhouse]

Now, I'm not fully sure of elytrin wings will work, and I might change this but this is what I'm going with right now:

Elytrin wings are a type of high-speed wing, they can fly fast for long periods of time; the end has long gaps between islands, which is why all end type hybrids have some type of traveling method. Enderians have teleporting, shulks can float, elytrisn can fly and dragons can...well also fly-

Oh! And rant here, nether hybrids are all immune to fire and heat, like they can bathe in lava. Unless their a tracer, in which case they just have a resistance to being burned(by the sun or heat)

The main layer of feathers, like the top, represents an elytrins over all personality or a key personality traits one might say; shekby ahs always been creative so purple was her color, false is more calm and a bit distrustful so a grayish blue fits

The primary/secondary feathers, the ones under the 1st layer, represents something their good at; Shelbys good at bringing people together so green, false is good at tinkering so a light copper color fit

The same goes for enderians but about their horns and tail fluff, respectively. So Olis horns are purple while his tail fluff is pink

The same goes for a dragons spikes and wing skin thing, and shulkers shell coating(top and bottem); nightlights would be a dark blue for his spikes and a deep purple for his wings

These colors CAN change for a few reasons; trauma, they've grown, etc. However they will typically always stay in the color range so like galses used to be a neon blue, but turned into a greyish type when she got taken