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#Hello Dragons Here
muffinlance · 1 year
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Zuko, banished, no crew, no uncle, no quest for the avatar. Says "fuck this" aka, if I can get back to caldera maybe I can convince my dad to take me back. Horribly wounded thirteen year old finds dragons, starts a civil war by accident
Zuko didn’t think he was still delirious. The Sun Warrior’s healer hadn’t wanted him to leave yet, but—
But he’s standing here, back in the throne room, and the room is set up again for another war meeting so maybe he should have waited before coming in. But the guards hadn’t even asked him—or anyone inside—before they’d thrown the double doors open, so. He’d thought father wasn’t busy.
The general he thought he was going to fight at the Agni Kai is here, and so are all the others, even uncle. And father, at the head of the table, standing.
Father is the only one standing. Everyone else is... They’re kneeling. 
When he’d come back to the palace, the servants in the courtyard he’d landed in had hurried to open the doors for him, all the way here. And the guards had let him in. And now the whole room is kneeling except for father who—
He doesn’t look like he did on the Agni Kai field. Father had been… he’d been so calm, then. He’d been doing what he had to do, to instruct Zuko, to correct him. 
Now he just looks angry. 
So. So Zuko is screwing this up, too. He practiced his speech the whole way home, it was a good speech, he’d based it on the one the Stone Prince made to his father the Mountain Emperor when he’d come home to beg forgiveness, bringing the treasures of the Ice Spirit with him as tribute. But Zuko doesn’t remember how he was going to start. And the flames behind father are getting higher, and hotter, and Zuko is okay now with flames that flicker with purples and golds and greens, but red flame is—
It’s so hot against his face—
“Father,” he croaks. “Father, I’ve returned. With dragons.” 
He is so, so stupid. Ran and Shaw have flanked him from the courtyard, have wound through hallways paralleling his path, are snaking between the pillars of the room until coils of red and blue dwarf everything here. Ran breathes her own flames out, and the fires before the throne shift from Ozai’s reds to the shimmering rainbow-sparks of dragonfire.
“A sign from Agni,” Uncle Iroh says. He’s bowed like the rest, but Zuko can see his eyes, and there’s the same glimmer there that father and Azula get before they do something Zuko should have seen coming.
“You dare,” father says, and Zuko isn’t sure if it’s him or uncle he’s talking to. But when he takes a step forward it’s towards Zuko and when he raises a fist it’s towards Zuko and when he makes the fire it’s towards Zuko and—
(And Zuko cowered the first time the dragons tried to show him their flames. It was all around him, swirling, and he hit his knees and shoved his face against his arms because he’d learned better than to look up. 
The fire stopped, and a whiskered nose nudged him, and then there was a huge scaly coil loosely wound around him until he was done crying, so at least the Sun Warriors below hadn’t seen how pathetic he was.
After that, it was… they made it a game. Little puffs of flames, the kind of sparks he used to make to keep Azula from getting fussy in her crib, until she was old enough to climb out and go exploring with him instead. 
He flinched at first, a lot, but they didn’t hurt. Didn’t even hit him. And then it really was a game, where he would spin their colors in with his own flames, and send them back, and they’d keep playing as the flames got bigger and bigger but somehow they never got scary again. 
When he’d stopped flinching at all, when he wasn’t a coward around his own element, he knew he was ready to return home. Grandfather had once welcomed uncle home with honors for killing dragons. So father would accept his apologies if he brought home two live dragons, right? Making friends with dragons had to be harder than killing them.)
Father’s flames were… they were just red. Zuko didn’t realize what he was doing until the war ministers were gasping. By then he was already spinning father’s flames with his own, mixing in all the colors father’s had lacked, and.
And sending them back.
(Batting fire around with dragons had not given Zuko a realistic grasp on the heat tolerance of the average abusive father.)
Uncle was not the first to bow, when Zuko had first entered. This time, he is.
“Fire Lord Zuko,” he says.
The war ministers are not prepared to countermand the Dragon of the West. Or literal dragons. They never left their knees, and they don’t start now. Foreheads touch the ground.
Zuko… Fire Lord Zuko’s first order is to take his father to the healers. He’ll let him stay there, longer than Ozai let Zuko.
(You can read this and other prompts at AO3. And longer stories, too. <3)
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spearxwind · 2 months
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DEBRIEF/// [ VANDAL SQUADRON ]
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jaythenugget · 10 months
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guys tysm all for the love on my surana post !!!! 😭 i really did not expect it but i really appreciate it i love u all here's obligatory small zevran sketch because i just love him so so much. i should really draw him more
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willczek-art · 7 months
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Decided to give Dragon Age another try and the first character I meet COMPLETELY wins me over in a matter of seconds-
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puppetmaster13u · 30 days
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Prompt 267
Danny is rather incensed, but it’s absolutely nothing compared to Tucker and Sam. 
Not only are they children, again, despite being ready for freaking college (which he had worked so hard throughout the summer, what with his grades thanks to ghosts) literal hours before, but they’re also in a completely new place.
And now they’re toddlers! Toddlers! Two or three at most! It’s horrible, they’re all so tiny and clumsy and practically none of their powers work and-
Is that a dragon? 
There is now a dragon sniffing at them which is heavily concerning. Um, hey, please don’t eat them? Pretty please? They will growl and bite at you- oh Ancients that’s a lot of dragons. 
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t0ecoll3ctor · 5 months
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Hiccup practice doodle / Character design test thingy adkjuefeugfiuwheiufhwehfheuhfu
MAN was he so hard to get right in the style i was aiming for. So glad i finally got this outcome (after a bajillion tries)
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clownaddict · 6 months
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Oda: Here is a new female character! She has a great design and backstory and ties to other characters an-
Oda: -nnnnd now shes dead sorry bye
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textfromthelookout · 8 months
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3amsnek · 2 years
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o look A Guy
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reblogs >> likes! don’t like if you don’t reblog
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restinpeacesensei · 3 months
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asktheisle · 2 months
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((continued from here))
[The human pauses as if gathering their thoughts. She keeps her voice leveled enough, but a trained ear could pick out the slightest bit of negativity... could it be annoyance? Anger? Disappointment? It was hard to say.]
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I had lent out my research to others in different regions, for the sake of collaboration and having more hands reaching towards the same goal. There was an incident a few years ago, a very violent altercation occurred where a portion of it was lost. If it didn't go up in flames, it was stolen...
Everything can be rebuilt however, and the project has recovered. But now I guard it very closely.
[Alruba's attention turns to the tapestry, a thin smile as a hand reaches out to the old and faded chart with fondness.]
I was born and raised in Meteor Falls, and so much of this knowledge came to me in the forms of bedtime stories. Tales of magnificent beasts that resided in the heavens, gracing this world with their presence and holding influence to this very day.
These stars have been catalogued for generations, at first orally before eventually being written down. After the first Draco Meteor, brilliant fireballs rained down at different points-thunderous roars catapulting from the sky into the planet.
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Their locations were scattered, but their impacts were nothing short of spectacular. The dragons were nowhere to be found around their impacts, so it was only to be assumed that they began to explore the world.
Their fall gave rise to the dragons we know today.
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muffinlance · 1 year
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I saw your “Zuko brings home two dragons and becomes fire lord” story (it was awesome :3). But what if Zuko got hurt somehow and the dragons went apeshit. (Cause they’re friends right?)
(Continued from this prompt.)
Hakoda’s fleet set sail six months ago. Fire Lord Ozai was assassinated in the middle of his own war council, by his own son, two months ago. The Earth Kingdom contacted Hakoda three weeks ago, with the proposal for a joint operation.
The new Fire Lord is traveling his lands, securing allies—rooting out opposition—in the wake of his regicide. A source close to his inner council, one concerned by violence uncommon even by the standards of Fire Nation nobility, leaked his travel schedule. Much of it is by sea.
They skirt the blockade to the South, between shifting glaciers. They work their way north, flying merchant flags. They strike at night. The deck crew is easily overtaken. Understaffed, even. Suspiciously so. But if this is a trap, it’s one they’ve already sprung. And if this is the work of the same traitor that sent them the prince’s schedule and ship plans, then Hakoda won’t waste the opportunity.
“Wait,” he whispers, as Bato catches a startled servant from behind. The kid is young. In his nightclothes. Freshly scarred by his nation’s own fire, in a way that doesn’t say good things about why a young child would be coming out of the Fire Lord’s own cabin in the middle of the night. Wide gold eyes stare at Hakoda over the top of Bato’s muffling hand. 
“Son of a—” hisses Bato, as quietly as a man can, when a child has just bitten his hand. The kid keeps struggling as Bato pins him against a wall. Hakoda shoves the Fire Lord’s door open, and—
Is greeted by an empty cabin, with mussed sheets, still warm from their occupant’s departure.
Hakoda steps back into the passageway, and crouches down to the kid’s eye level. “Easy; we aren’t here to hurt you. Where’s the Fire Lord?”
The kid glowers at him. “Did General Bujing hire you?” 
Footsteps down the companionway herald a much different general’s arrival. “That would be telling,” says Fong. “Excellent work, Chief. We’ll take it from here.”
…Facts click into place, and Hakoda does not like what he’s left with.
The kid is the Fire Lord. 
The Fire Lord is barely thirteen.
And Hakoda is realizing how much of their intelligence on the monstrous patricidal new Fire Lord came through Earth Kingdom channels, and how many details Fong did not find pertinent for the Water Tribe’s easily recruited Chief to know. 
“I think we can keep one kid contained on our ship,” says Bato, who also saw the cell General Fong had specially prepared. It had seemed a reasonable cruelty, at the time.
“I’ll bite you again,” growls the Fire Nation’s tiniest despot, not helping.
There’s a tense moment as Hakoda’s men, finished securing the ship, gather around him. Just as Fong’s men are gathering around him.
“Very well,” the general concedes, with a smile Hakoda no longer finds affable.
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The new Fire Lord is a man of his word: he does, indeed, bite Bato again.
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It’s dawn on deck. They hurry the prince off his own ship, partially to get away from Fong, and partially to move the boy past his dead countrymen as quickly as possible. The kid’s face had been—
Hakoda had not expected to find the new Fire Lord so young. But it’s even more of a surprise, somehow, to find that the new Fire Lord cares. Not all of the kid’s crew are dead. And it wasn’t the plan, but… Hakoda orders them left that way. Sends his own healer over to save as many as possible. 
“You didn’t use your fire against us,” Hakoda comments, as they stand on his own ship. Fire Lord Zuko’s eyes are fixed on the triage happening on the next deck over. But he takes a moment to look up at Hakoda, and finds a shade even paler than white to turn. 
The healing burn over his own face was a partial answer. The look on his face gives Hakoda the rest. 
“Good,” Hakoda says, even though the kid hasn’t said anything. “Fire shouldn’t be turned on people.”
“Fire is life,” the boy says quietly, in some kind of agreement. He turns back to watching his crew, his people. Those of them that can be saved. 
Hakoda knows that feeling. Has stood that watch. 
It’s dawn, so a streak of red in the sky can go unnoticed for quite some time. Blue as well, as the morning’s colors fade. Until both are rather too close to be ignored. 
Exclamations spread among the crew. He can hear them from Fong’s ship, as well. But it’s the cheering on the Fire Lord’s ship that sends the first chill down his spine. 
The new Fire Lord is barely thirteen. And he hasn’t been scared at all during this; not for himself. 
Hakoda realizes again just how little he knows about the new Fire Lord, just in time for two dragons to land. The blue one dives into the water. It barely makes a splash, but the force of water its titanic body displaces sends his ship lurching under his feet. It surfaces again, the great coils of its body wrapped around all three ships. It’s like something from a drunken sailor’s yarn about sea serpents; the kind that shouldn’t have left any witnesses alive to tell the tale.
The red one lands almost daintily, its four feet touching down on the only ship it doesn’t care about sinking, like a polar bear-ferret perched on a too-small rock. The rails of General Fong’s ship are forced down nearly to the waterline, his crew scattering and shouting. 
Two heads the size of a god’s dreaming loom over Hakoda’s deck.
The boy next to him huffs. “I’m fine,” he says. And then he looks up at Hakoda, with that same confidence he’s had, even when he was tackled by strange men in the darkness of his own ship. 
“The war is over,” says the burned child, with the force of two ancient dragons behind him. “We should negotiate.”
…Hakoda negotiates.
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fantaghoul · 4 months
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GUYS?! WTF IS GOING ON?
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When I opened YouTube this morning, I didn’t expect a Ninjago trailer.
And what I definitely didn’t expect, WAS THE RETURN OF THE FREAKING MECHANIC
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Like??? Hello??? Sir?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!
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kingtulipfr · 4 months
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help
i have. too many dragon i was a little inactive for awhile and now im trying to jump back in but idk who any of these guys are (thats a lie i know some of them i just dont know what im doing w them)
SO if u feel like helping me scry, or even want to trade for or buy some of these guys PLS help
sales tab | "unsure" tab
ill probably be shuffling dragons between the two tabs as i scry and figure stuff out but theyre def all open to offers
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moeblob · 5 months
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(SLAMS MY OCS DOWN)
I MISSED THEM SO MUCH YOU GUYS
Reynold, the ADHD human that he is, has a very hard time focusing on much of anything and the only way he can be considered "accomplished" in his former line of work (CIA) is because he knew. He knew he had to do the task as fast as possible before he forgot what he was doing.
Now he lives in another world and is basically the trophy husband to the demon lord and Reynold is like "this is amazing I'm adopting the whole entire demon army as our children". And the demon lord is like "you want to adopt my demon army" and Reynold is like "starting with your advisors, yes. those are our daughters now. I love them. I would literally kill for them."
And Sascha, the demon lord determined to NOT ACTUALLY FIGHT PEOPLE, is like please don't kill anyone. And his job is now "take care of the entire demon race and also act as impulse control to one human". Luckily his twin advisors love Reynold too and agree to help keep him in line in the world.
And since idk how much I posted on main and not my OC blog for the advisors, Melo (left) is mute and Lody (right) does the talking. They are able to share what they see with each other because of the pink/yellow eyes acting as like a gateway of sorts. So they're rarely assigned to survey the same area since if they're apart they can see twice as much and report on more in order to aid Sascha. (But at the castle they both like to stick together and trail either Sascha or Reynold)
#my characters#also since sascha is the demon lord he has the ability to turn into a biiiiiiiiiig dragon#its an ability only allowed to the blood line of demon lords and if the demon lord dies with no family#the ability manifests in a random demon and thats how the next lord is chosen#however ! since he found the twins on the verge of death and basically gave them both some of his essence/life#they are not actually related by blood but do carry some of his royalty#and can turn into big lizards and reynold loves this so much because oh my god thats so cute#they - as lizards - could crush his bones and kill him easily but hes like LETS GO TO THE GARDENS#AND SUNBATHE ON SOME ROCKS#and the twins are like .......................... odd priority but lets go#and so sascha will wander outside if he cant find the trio and yeah theyre normally just asleep on rocks#two big lizards and his husband just napping in the sun#after melo and lody are told to their faces by reynold hi you can call me mom if you want#they look confused but then later on lody is like HELLO MOTHER and sascha gets absolute whiplash when his husband beams#and turns to face his adopted children who just called him mother#like this poor demon lord is stunned enough by that but he was warned by reynold that adoption was non negotiable#so he is like understandably odd endearment moving on now#until he hears another of his soldiers talk about have you seen mom recently and is like#this human really is out here adopting the entire army and im really confused but its very cute and endearing
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moophinz · 7 months
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Shunsuke Daito during the Kiryu saga stream earlier this year: *sad about being replaced in Ishin and longs to do more RGG content*
Shunsuke Daito, months later as he sits across a vaping Yokoyama on the official YouTube channel to be involved in the Tokyo Game Show:
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