#gryphlet

[kvalenagle]

Guess who's writing Deracho and Thenca tonight? (Chibi Deracho by Kartoniq)

[sherushi-fr]

Lil Gryphlets from Flight Rising

[fillyflightrising]

Cheerful chirruping | Flight Rising

Was working on some monochrome sketches for my new commission sheets and I liked this one too much not to do a colour version also <3

[rendoesthedoodle]

artfight attack for @wormunculus !

ID Start: It’s a baby griffin! The bird half is a pink budgie, and the cat half is a blue lion. It has bright yellow eyes, a blue frill on its head, and a fluffy mane around its neck. It also has several white spots over one eye, and on its back! ID End.

[eternalsterekrecs]

I was hoping you would have any recs for fics like The Lonely Omega by KageKiri? I really liked the tribal au setting. Thank you for all the recs!

TRIBAL AU

A Crooked Way to Fly by andavs

“We can’t just leave him here to die.”

“He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.”

“Then we should stay with him.”

Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any.

It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least.

“Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”

Foolish devouring things, build your castle in me by LunaCanisLupus_22

“I will marry you,” he declares. “But should any more harm come to my father or my people, I will raze the earth itself until I feel the lifeblood drain from your corpse and paint my skin with it.”

It is not an idle warning, but from the princeling it has none of the desired effect. Derek feels no fear, but in this instance at least diplomacy triumphed over the spilling of more blood. It is all the same to him anyway. But Regent Peter was most insistent they avoid a drawn-out, gruelling war.

“Then we have reached an accord.”

Or the barbarian sterek war AU that nobody asked for.

Then Us by skyler_press

In a primal age, a pack of werewolves threatens Chief Stilinski’s tribe. Desperate for help, he calls upon an old ally pack, the Hales. The Alpha, Derek Hale, is willing to help protect the Stilinski tribe in exchange for integrating pack and tribe. Chief Stilinski concedes, but at a high cost - his only son and heir.

Rabbit Hearted by secondstar

Storytellers were known for their talented tongues, their ability to weave tales and enthrall the listener. Their stories held weight, taken as truth as they were passed down from generation to generation. A tale of a cursed pack of wolves was one such story that Stiles had known since he was a child. Never did he think that he would become part of that tale, or that its weight would be up upon his shoulders.

A tale of curses, sacrifices, and acceptance of one’s inner self.

The Unicorn’s Keeper by otter

Stiles didn’t choose to give his life to the unicorns, not really; they were the ones who chose him. He didn’t understand, then, what it was they were taking from him.

Under the Golden Moon by NARKOTIKA

Derek doesn’t know how long he sits in his wolf skin, on his haunches, observing Stiles as the sunbeams slant through the trees and cast slashes of light across the omega’s willowy form. The boy has his feet in the water, a babe on his hip, a bright smile on his face as the other younglings splash around and soak his garb. The creamy skin of his thighs peek out from the slits running down the sides of his draping skirt, and Derek has never wanted anything more than he wants this beautiful being of the woods.

When All the Pieces Fit by NARKOTIKA

“Does he even realize? With the cooking and cleaning andandand—now this fucking baby?” Isaac fumes.

Said baby waves its fist in the air, and Stiles bends to haul him onto a hip. The baby babbles something and Stiles nods his head with complete seriousness, as if everything out of its mouth is perfectly sensible and coherent. Then the kid starts mouthing at Stiles’ nipple through his dress and everyone goes dead silent.

“I’m going to wife him so hard,” Ethan announces, and they all break out into argument over who has the best chance at mating the boy in the river.

[feretstudios]

Commission for Storm Gryphon~

This is the inked version and the colored version!

Art (c) FeretStudios

[jasperbastionhathaway]

I’ll be selling a lot of lil paintings at Taste of Edmonds next weekend. Lil oil of a gryphlet in hand here :) 

[abilkeillustration]

https://www.etsy.com/listing/516920127/posable-baby-gryphon-griffon-art-doll?ref=shop_home_active_1 

Hey guys, check out the new gryphlet at my etsy shop! I'm going to have a hard time letting this one go... This one is not as plush as the others but is super cute, and can balance on it's hind legs, as well as pose in just about any position you can think up.