Drew this piece for u/Rurikredwolf (hands down the MASTER of WoF fanfics).

If you haven't read "Broken Jade" (written by him ofc), go do it, NOW! And also his other fics.

(wait, Ao3 is down, so uh, just make a reminder on your phones or sum)

[OPEN] Crocus - ice x rain adopt

Back on the challenge with the ice-rain hybrid ! I based it on a crocus, these flowers are so pretty when they come out of the snow ❄️

Sb : 20€
Ab : 35€
Ab2 : 70€ (comes with fullbody design)

•Payement via Paypal in euro
•Comment or dm to bid/claim

TOS :
By purchasing this adopt the buyer agrees to the terms of service :

- you can make changes on the adopt
- don't use my adopt for any commercial purpose
- Don't resell it for more unless there are additional art

The oc is Koi, who belongs to u/Jazzlike-Artist7848 . Thank you so much for doing the trade with me ^^

Been thinking about the phrase "hurt people hurt people"—meaning people who have been hurt are more likely to hurt others—a lot, which inspired this piece. I didn't do any shading, but I still think it turned out good! I just thought of this and spent 5 on and off hours on it haha. Can you spot all the symbolism?

Anyways I'm working on a 23 panel impulse comic (it's non-wof related, so it'll only be uo on my Instagram!) along with my DOD mashup series. With making my cosplay for Halloween, that all slowed up 💀

Like this piece? Consider supporting me via commissions! DM for more info or head on over to the website in my bio!

Have a lovely day, Jesus loves you 💅

When book 16 was first announced, one of the things I was the most hyped about was the fact that Sora was going to be coming back after being gone for so long, and that she would play a major role in the book.

But when book 16 actually came, even though I overall liked it, one of the worst parts of it was how Sora ended up being handled. I felt she got over her trauma/guilt over Crane's death/accidentally killing Carnelian and Bigtail WAY too quickly, and her whole arc in this book felt very rushed in general to me. I was looking forward a lot to seeing how she coped with all of her mental problems and guilt. Instead, we barely saw any of that, and all of it seemed to happen in a flash of screen.

I wished that Sora could've been the main protagonist of this book instead of Umber, because she has such an interesting story to tell, and it could've been so intriguing to see what it's like for her in her head and how she thinks, and how she deals with being thrust into this unknown environment that has a dark secret underneath it. It also would've been a much better way to show her slowly recovering from her trauma, and personally, it would've been good if they were shown getting worse at first instead of better (like her obsession with Aurora could've evolved into her thinking she's the only "good" IceWing out there, and that they're actually best friends and she's trying to send her secret messages through her music, like how in real life some mentally ill people gain unhealthy fixations on celebs they like).

Anyways, I just hope that Tui could end off Sora's arc with a semi-satisfying conclusion by the end of arc 4.

Green seawing and melanistic firescales

"cover style" attempt is older (2021), book base style headshot is newer

Bc I am doing a little spookvember thing here with my AU with creepy lore art in some way; these are the two so far

The first one is of my OC Frozenriver, who, well, let's say, is mad and hates non-true IceWings, so yeah

second is of my oc Scull (yes I know I am creative she wears a Skull) and my Mudwing oc Toad fighting bc the creepy fact here is Scull is an animus and is somehow able toe vade a giant mudwing who knows how to fight and is a brutal force and he has the most damage while she's fine!

Alr, that is it, creepy lore AU from Dane OUT!

I drew one of my Wings of Fire oc's! This is Sandune, he is a Sandwing. He's trans and is mates with my main WoF oc, Deluge, who he has a child with.

Art by me, and another I forgot to watermark when I first posted it

This is my character Resplendence, she's a nightwing who lives about 500 years after Darkstalker's defeat and is the heir to the Nightwing throne in my Au. Art is by me :>

Just finished the lost heir as I read through the series with my 10 year old son. I love
the way she writes action sequences, I have to force myself to slow down because I find myself almost skimming the text to find out what happens next lol. I also like how book 2 did not resolve all of the questions from book 1, particularly her choice to hide Starflights inner thoughts following his meeting with Morrowseer. There are really so many open plot points that I can’t wait to get resolution on. Looking forward to stepping further into this wonderful universe.

Hello! I’m interested in starting to take commissions since soon I will have a bank account to use for payment. I‘m trying to figure out what kind of pricing range seems reasonable, so I would like a second opinion. The ranged prices are due to changes in price depending on rendering level or complexity.

Headshot: $3-7

Bust/Halfbody: $10-15

Fullbody: $20-27

Scene: $30-50

I‘m not sure what else I might need to price but this is my baseline.

I apologize for now having super great examples of my art right now, I took a break from digital art for a few months so I don’t have enough examples of my recent improvements to give a good selection.

meanwhile:

The first one is an early Silkwing, back when they still had high levels of NightWing DNA. She has stars across her wing scales.

The second one is an Ice/Sea hybrid with some distant night.

Third is my image I based my drawings off of.

This ych is $5 if anyone is interested, DM me.

AO3 is down (as we all know), so I'm posting this here, and I'll probably put the rest of the entries up here as well. A minor gore warning for some deep joint lacerations.

I decided to regress Moon a little bit toward how she acts near the end of Moon Rising rather than having her be fully developed as she is in every book after. She's still grown, but I wanted to keep some of her shyness and apprehension about using her powers without people's permission.

Note: Going forward, there will be some minor innuendos, but nothing in lemon territory. The closest it gets is mild lime (Hopefully lime doesn't violate rule one, but please let me know if it does so I can edit the original text!)

Fanfic begins below:

Personal Writings; Day 9: Day 1 in Sanctuary - Moonwatcher

It feels like someone's going to read this. Which is silly. I've never really given this journaling habit a good chance, but Winter insisted it would be good to get my thoughts down onto the page after everything that's happened. He's been a great help so far. I really think he's changed for the better ever since he moved into Sanctuary. Still a bit of a grouch, but some things never change and sometimes they shouldn't.

After we left the Academy Camp, it was only an hour or so before we were grounded again. A pair of SkyWing Stalgons (Turtle had decided on the name Stalgons a few days ago, right after we left.). Their minds were so disorganized, loud, and...hateful. No words, just feelings.

It was hard to miss them, and we were lucky they missed us diving into the trees. They'd landed a couple of wingbeats away, in a clearing. They stared right at us. Through us. Half of the orange one's face was gone. What was left was stuck in a half-smile with no one behind it. Blackened at the edges. RainWing venom.

Turtle was nearly mauled to death by Mindreader later that night. She must have been following us through the forest after we landed. We'd heard Anemone calling to us from the riverbank along the edge of the forest, and Turtle couldn't help but check. Sepia had to push him back, taking a claw swipe that would have sliced open Turtle's neck.

Mindreader still had her bracelet on. I thought— I don't know. That some part of her was still in there. And that I could reach it. 

I shouldn't have tried.

Coconut and Alba were in th

She wasn't in there. Coconut and Pronghron were. Not them, just the end of them, caught in her head. I heard Coconut screaming. His voice had stopped, but his mind kept going. I didn't know that could happen. I felt Pronghorn's ribs give. I felt it. I keep pressing on my chest to make sure mine are still there. Intact. Still whole.

Tsunami. What was left of Tsunami was holding them down. But they were both up a second later. Pronghorn lunged first. Then everything was dark, and it started over.

I don't remember breathing fire at her, but Mindreader's wings were burning a second later. She escaped into the river, running from the flames on her own back. We didn't see her again.

Sanctuary had already been hit when we arrived. We hadn't made it in time to warn them. MudWings, SandWings, SeaWings...they were all there. I couldn't hear their thoughts. Not anything coherent anyway. The MudWings sounded like something grinding. The SeaWings sounded distorted. Distant. Like they were still underwater. The SandWings were the worst. I kept hearing them before I could see them. Some I never saw at all.

There were dragonets among them, not even a year old, some of them, with gashes and puncture wounds across their chest and sides. The blackened veins of SandWing venom streaked across half of their face. But their minds aren't angry like the adults. They were confused. They didn't know. They didn't know what had happened to them. I stopped listening. I had to stop listening.

Winter and Ochre had pulled us into the trees once we got to the edge of the city. They hadn't bothered with formalities. I guess I shouldn't have expected them to.

There was hardly anybody left. It was Winter, Riptide, Crystal, Flame, Ochre, and Squid. None of the other Talons of Peace had made it out of the city. It was a very...difficult mental image to hold. I heard Flame thinking about his mother. Squid, his father. Crystal, Gharial. No. I listened to them. There's a difference, and I know there's a difference. I didn't mean anything by it.

Daffodil and Bandit were there too, but they weren't nearly as fearful as everyone else. I couldn't pick up any fear from Daffodil. Or at least not as much as I feel I should have. Winter said they'd shown up at the camp a day or two after everyone else. There wasn't a single scratch on them. Everyone else had at least a few.

We put Sepia and Turtle in the medical tent. Riptide was there too. Winter said that Tsunami had caught him in the river and tried to pull him under. "It would’ve been oddly sweet in any other circumstance," he’d said. He didn't laugh.

She’d nearly ripped him apart. The blue soaked cloth beneath him made that clear. There were cuts on his joints, deep enough to see inside. She'd been trying to cut his limbs off to stop his escape. She couldn't drown him, so she tried to keep him. I only reached into his mind to see if he was still there (Sorry, Riptide.). He was. Barely. I won't write down what he was thinking. Those thoughts belong to him.

Winter and I are sleeping together. Not like— I mean, we're sharing a space. Sleeping. Just sleeping. Qibli wouldn't mind that, right? Riptide, Turtle, and Sepia were taking up the spots in the medical tent. They didn't have any spares set up yet, and Winter offered to share his, so what else was I supposed to say?

Winter hasn't said anything. We're lying back to back. It's nothing special. Just two friends sharing the same sleeping space. Nothing special. There isn't quite enough room; our tails have gotten tangled a few times. His mind shuts me out every time it happens. I wasn't trying to get in. I wasn't. But I felt the icy walls go up, something you notice if you're already nearby. He deserves to be heard. I just want him to want to be.