Can This Nerd Stop Yearning Please

Rough Foetic Sketch

just for fun and headcanons

Day three, snow leopard! Since I'm more familiar with how this cat looks I decided to play around with a different style with no line work and using an oil pastel brush for the main part of piece.

Would love to make these into keychains some day. Have more im drawing and ill post them later :)

Whiteout and Darkstalker from that one scene where Darkstalker comes home and she's screaming and overstimulated from Foeslayer and Arctics fight

I hope I didn't remember it wrong as its been a while since I've read it but Darkstalker came off as a super caring brother, I mean until another certain scene..

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There was in fact a background, and the concept was really cute in my mind. But I just wasn't liking it, At some point I might redraw this and include that background. But No Idea if and when that might be.

It was lovely. Her and her favorite dragon in all of Pyrrhia, together out on the ice. She was teaching her how to swim and capture polar bears. Everything was perfect, but… she wished that she could wrap her wings around her every time she shivered or her breath fogged in the air. Yet, she was an IceWing, she ran just as cold as the air around her. It would only make things worse. She was never one to wish that she was a different tribe- IceWings were objectively the best, after all, have some pride in your tribe, Icicle!- but she just wished that she was as warm as the other tribes, that’s all. To protect her from the frigid cold, from the harsh wind. Blanket her wings around her, shield her from the rest of the world. Icicle watched as Sora stamped her feet, trying to warm up before diving back into the water. Even the way she braved the cold was captivating. Icicle has never felt this at ease with another dragon. Everybody always expected so much from her, being a First Circle next in line for the throne and all. Nobody has ever treated her with kindness like Sora did. All soft around the edges and shy smiles. She was quiet and expected nothing from her. Back at home everything was sharp, orders and expectations weighed heavily on the spines along her back. Icicle never expected to like it as much as she did at Jade Mountain, especially after finding out that she would be roomed with a Mudwing of all tribes. But after getting to know her more, Sora made everything worth it. She didn’t know it was possible for dragons to show her so much kindness before this.  She was so lucky to have her as a clawmate.  “A MudWing, seriously?” The vision melted away.  Icicle did not respond.  “I mean, really, how many MudWings have you killed in the war?” Icicle remained silent. The scene changed around Scarlet and her. A field of dead dragons, MudWings and IceWings alike. A mosaic of blue and red painted the turf. Smoke and decay permeated her nostrils. The smell was impossible to forget, even all these years later. Red MudWing blood stained her claws.

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A quick scene from what i hope becomes a longer fic. I haven't written for WOF in 9 years now, and i havent reread the books besides skimming book 6 for this so who knows how its gonna be lol

i need to reread 6 if i wanna continue this because of the plans i have so...

SO SORRY FOR ALL THE INACTIVITYY i've been mining around and working hard on my toyhouse for the past few weeks !!!! i'll try my best to get back into posting more, so here are a few adopts ive got sitting around in my toyhouse as proof im still alive & kicking !!

Now. Take your talons, rip open your stomach, and show everyone what you're really like inside. Pour out your life on this stage.

Don't be mad at me for things I might do one day, all right? I'm not evil now. I haven't done any of that. And I probably won't. Will you focus on that, please? Stay in the present with me?

So save your prayers / For when we’re really gonna need ‘em…

Drew this almost a year ago now! Time passes