#calio

[hanahakizombie]

i love them + bonus featheredcal

[the-arilouverse]

Not canon, but Cresselia and Phobius don't have a very good rapport with eachother. Hard to get along with someone when they probably would've sided with your murderers thousands of years ago.

[mizykissu]

My idiots

[warriorswarriors]

Sparrow Fur

[lauveia]

[elementalspirits]

“lol you wanted to work?”

Odyssea accepts nothing but 100% of your attention and if that means she has to lay completely over a lovely warm tablet to get it, then so be it!

(I’m sooo close to finishing this last page, which means I can start posting this test comic really soon and I’m very excited about that!)

[elegiacescapist]

Because I love the background characters in Tyranny too much, here’s my interpretation of Layla, Nunoval’s lover in the short story “Carved of Shadow, Crept from Darkness” by Megan Starks (and also some extra rough sketches).

For this, I used a handful of descriptive sentences from the short story for reference, namely:

“[...] tough as bronze,” “[...] abs bunching beneath, taut, bronzed skin,” 

“[...] eyes half-focused and bluer than the northern sky.”

“[...] her hair spilled around her like a golden crown.”

...keep in mind, Nunoval is the point-of-view character and he is clearly biased in his descriptions of her, so who knows I might be way off mark here with my ripped and statuesque babe imagining. ;D

I also got the impression she was a Fatebinder or at least directly affiliated with the Court, so I made sure to include Tunon’s sigil and elements from the Fatebinder armour in the outfit. 

[the-arilouverse]

Lore Drop... 2!!!

Many thousands of years ago, Phobius was not born, in the traditional sense. He manifested in the Dream World, before gaining enough strength to manifest in the physical world, in a place that would one day be named New Moon Woods.

When he popped into existence, he was largely left alone. As a being of fear, pokemon avoided him like the plague. This was fine, for the freshly minted legendary. He didn't know how to be lonely.

He lived like that for about 20 years.. then one day, a pokemon wandered through his neck of the woods. A Mienshao.

Mienshao was on the older side, too old to be chasing after prey anymore. He'd come to the woods in search of berries, not knowing why everyone avoided the woods as they did.

That's when he bumped into Phobius. A feeling of fear crept up on him, but he didn't flee. Mienshao just smiled, and offered Phobius a berry. In his experience, it tended to make other pokemon less hostile.

Phobius just blinked at him. He'd never eaten before.

Mienshao asked Phobius about himself and where he lives. He mostly responded with "I don't know."

He didn't have a name, he didn't have a home beyond "here" and he didn't seem to know how to feed himself. It struck Mienshao as odd. The Darkrai was as clueless as a newborn kit.

He invited him back to his home, which Phobius had no reason to refuse.

Mienshao's home was a burrow underneath a tree. He offered to let Phobius stay there as it turned to night, but the Darkrai grew agitated. He didn't like it when he couldn't see the moon.

Mienshao set about making a nest for him in the branches of his tree, just so he could look at the sky.

After that first night, Mienshao continued living with Phobius. Teaching him about life as if he were his own son.

As the years went on, however, rumors spread of a dark wood where a horrible monster made its home. The now father and son tried their best to avoid people and the rumors they spread, but it was growing more difficult by the day..

Especially since Phobius's idea of defending himself was knocking his opponents out and giving them horrible nightmares.

This habit would catch up to him in the worst possible way.

An angry mob tore through the forest, intending to hunt down this nightmare causing monster.

Mienshao, scared for his son's life, implored Phobius to run and not look back. Mienshao stayed behind, intending to hold off the mob for as long as he possibly could..

It was all for naught in the end. The mob caught up with Phobius, and there were simply too many for him to fend off. He was killed just for the crime of being too different and too frightening.

After the deed had been done and the dust had settled, Ho-Oh came onto the scene, shocked by the sight of Phobius's body, now still and cold.

She had met him previously after hearing the rumors, but deemed him to be harmless. She was appalled by the cruelty of the pokemon that supposedly looked up to and followed her.

What else could Ho-Oh have done, if not undo the damage that had been wrought? Using her powers, she resurrected Phobius, so that he could have another chance at life.

After Phobius wakes up, he wants to search for his dad. Ho-Oh escorts him, and they find the limp body of Mienshao not far from the two's home.

Phobius is confused and upset at the sight. His dad looked like he was sleeping, but.. he couldn't sense him? Why couldn't he sense him??

Ho-Oh's heart broke at the sight of younger legendary trying to wake his father, to no avail. Phobius was so young, he hadn't yet learned what death was. And now, he had experienced it first hand.

Ho-Oh took pity on the slain fighting type, opting to resurrect him like she did Phobius. But, her powers tend to work differently on mortals, and the Mienshao's form warped and changed into an unrecognizable shape.

Phobius scooped up his father in his arms- finding it easier now than ever before. To his relief, he could sense him again. He was alive.

This new version of Phobius's father would go nameless for some time, seeing as he was a brand new pokemon. Eventually, the people of their region came up with a name for him- Marshadow.

After everything that transpired, Phobius was a broken 'mon beyond repair. He would never trust strangers again, never let anyone get close to him for fear of being killed again. He would defend himself and his father fiercely from intruders in their woods.

To this day, Marshadow and Phobius remain in New Moon Woods, undisturbed now as all the pokemon in Calio have heard the warnings and myths about the fearsome nightmare pokemon known as Darkrai.

Marshadow did his best to never let pokemon get that far, to discourage would-be intruders at every turn. It was easier than ever, with his new and spectral abilities granted to him by Ho-Oh.