#original dragons

[tallysingatsby]

some sick dragon concepts for my main girls Alder and Asna (asna is inspired by a thunderstorm i drove through in illinois in particular)

my friend Egg did some sick art for them during artfight which is linked HERE

you might see these guys around in a while!!! ;p

[draconli]

Apparently, it was Appreciate a Dragon Day yesterday.

Well, here are a few dragons to appreciate! (A little late, but it counts still!)

Also, update: Sorry for not posting here this past week or do! Life is really busy, so I have been extremely tired and exhausted with no will power to create at the moment. It should calm down in a couple of weeks, but my posts will be be sporadic until then.

[pipinboots]

Ok l might be mildly obsessed/ hyper analysis this but has anyone else noticed this 😭💀✨

In ch 103 "our Lord lies in slumber" zeno and the original dragons make this pack the pack to meet above the heavens this is the last time zeno ever saw any of them before all the STUFF happened and in the latest chapter....

Zeno states that his Wish is for "to return the dragon warriors to heaven so in other words to fulfill the final pack made with his long dead brothers to "meet again" up in the sky 😭😭😭 annnddddddd...

This could also be what he means by wish the wish/packed he and his brothers made so long ago 😭😭😭💀

[inamindfarfaraway]

My How To Train Your Dragon original dragon species! Wish I could draw them. @dragonnnfly @whencartoonsruletheworld

Name: Shoalstalkers (based on aquatic mammals, sharks, crocodiles and alligators, turtles, and amphibians)

Class: Tidal

Appearance: These streamlined semiaquatic dragons have short legs with webbed, hooked claws and a cavernous jaw narrowing into a beak full of flat serrated teeth that are shed and regrow frequently. While their wings are broad, they’re slow flyers, the wings having evolved to be extended and tilted to steer them through water. The segmented tail of a Shoalstalker pushes it along by flexing vertically. It ends in two flukes of tough connective tissue. They swim by flexing it up and down. Their scales are sleek and pointed, coloured dark green apart from muddy brown or khaki underbellies, the last remnants of their body colour as hatchings before it gradually turns. The richer the green of the scales, the older the dragon. Their lateral eyes are brighter green. Their ears take the form of shallow cavities just behind their eyes, so are easily missed. They have both lungs and external gills ringing their necks. Adults are the size of an orca.

Habitat/Lifestyle: Shoalstalkers swim through the ocean in close pods containing about five members, led by the eldest female who bears all the subordinate males’ young. These pods will increase in size exponentially when a feast is discovered or when pods merge in mating season. They go wherever there is the most food and the least rivals for it. After a frenetic mating season eggs (a dozen per litter) are buried in the shore and the babies dig themselves out and crawl into the water upon hatching. They proceed to spend the majority of their extensive lifespans, over two hundred years, at sea; however, they may stroll up shores or climb cliffs in search of a meal or nesting place or simply to explore their new territory. Even for nomads, making sure their neighbours acknowledge and respect their presence is important. They are piscivorous and are fond of chasing down whole shoals of fish at once, hence the name. They also eat crustaceans and squid. They are diurnal. When sleeping, they continue to swim in their dolphin style because staying completely still will shut their bodily functions down and kill them.

Abilities: First off, those claws are sharp. They can plow efficiently through mud, rock, or flesh. The teeth are no better, especially coupled with the crushing power of the jaw; if you are fully or partially between those teeth, you might as well give up. The yellow liquid they spray from glands in their mouths will paralyze any living thing it touches, so the dragon can easily capture say, hundreds or thousands of fish. This agonizing process is said to be slower for bigger creatures like humans, but I won’t volunteer to find out. The tail can be swung to create waves and deals a hard smack.

Domestication Potential: Medium. Shoalstalkers are stubborn and protective of their kind, but earning their trust is well worth their loyal companionship.

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Name: Blind Flamewebs (based on spiders and bats while retaining some of dragons’ reptilian traits, specifically geckos and the like, with a dash of fire salamander)

Class: Tracker

Appearance: Blind Flamewebs are indeed completely sightless. In fact, they have no eyes whatsoever. Their six legs are long, gangly, move in a ‘creepy’ scuttling manner, and have specialized hairy foot pads that allow them to cling to practically any surface in defiance of gravity. Their tails are short and ragged. Their round bodies are black with vivid red and orange stripes and fade to brown at the large, leathery wings and ears. Each has a unique stripe pattern. After the lack of eyes, the most noticeable feature of the face is the two pointy hollow fangs projecting from their upper jaw. They‘re about the size of the bats they unwillingly share their cave with.

Habitat/Lifestyle: Flamewebs stick together in numerous colonies in lightless rocky caverns. They have a strict, violently enforced social hierarchy, though nobody’s studied them enough to grasp the details. They use echolocation and feel vibrations through their foot pads to pinpoint their prey, typically insects but truthfully anything the opportunistic hunters can fit in their mouths. They are fiercely territorial and will attack anything new that enters their cave. Like spiders, they spin webs with sticky white fluid, albeit they secrete it from the hollow fangs mentioned above. Webs come in handy for capturing prey in case a mass hunt comes up short and and eggs are wrapped up in one hanging from the ceiling. When the eggs hatch the babies will fall out; they must learn to fly immediately or their broken bodies will be eaten by their own parents. They become fully independent within three months and live roughly that many decades. They are nocturnal and can exhibit crepuscular behaviours. But what truly makes them stand out is how they turn their webs into explosive hazards...

Abilities: As is normal for dragons, Flamewebs can breath and ignite flammable gas. You will witness them doing this surprisingly rarely because their gas is trapped within the tightly woven threads of the webs they leave everywhere, trailing strands acting as fuses. Once they’re a safe distance away, then they light it on fire. Caught creatures are instantly chargrilled and the scorch marks tell other dragons and humans whose home this is. Cobweb grenades aside, a Blind Flameweb dropping onto you in a frenzy of fangs and claws will not help you sustain your blood supply. Incredible hearing and smell make them a challenge to escape well deserving of their Tracker class.

Domestication Potential: Low. Savage temper, unquenchable bloodlust, default mental state of paranoia due to having no vision, a penchant for blowing things up... not exactly the best pets.

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Name: Amethyst Grappletails (based on domestic and arboreal cats, civets, genets, pine martens, monkeys and lemurs)

Class: Sharp

Appearance: Several times have Amethyst Grappletails been called ‘cute’. It’s hard to disagree with. They’re size of a pine marten at maturity, with a lithe, limber body, purple scales, a gold underbelly and wing tips, retractable claws, feline-esque pointed ears, round blue eyes close together on the front of their heads, a twitching pink nose, and the flat teeth of a herbivore in chubby faces. But their wings are scythe blades of hardened, finely stretched skin covered in scales capable of cutting effortlessly through thick tree trunks. Not that they would do that, of course. They can’t actually fly because their wings are so stiff. The blades contain no nerves, the wiry muscle around the bones only having motor nerves to move and tilt the wings vertically and fold them upward like a butterfly’s. Instead they climb, jump and use their tails as grappling hooks. A Grappletail’s wingspan is triple its body length. The tail is fully prehensile with a stabbing blue barb at the end. Usually it’s coiled into a spring bent along their backs, but when necessary it can uncurl to up to three times the length of the dragon.

Habitat/Lifestyle: Grappletails clamber through the canopies of dense forests alone, taking turns if two parents are raising needy babies (which are likely to be only children and have a maturation period of four years out of their total sixteen in the wild) and make nests in branches or hollow trunks. You can tell whether a nest is this dragon’s residence by the smooth edges and precision - twigs will be debarked and each the exact same length, a hole in a tree will be a perfect circle. Like their fellow Sharp Class dragons, they are vain and seem instinctively drawn to aesthetically pleasing shapes. They are playful, inquisitive, resourceful and benign. Fruits and nuts cut off trees with their wings make up their food supply. In winter they hibernate. They are diurnal and monogamous.

Abilities: They are highly intelligent creatures and been known to solve complex puzzles. They often pick fights with bigger dragons for fun, evading the opponent with their speed and outside-the-box style of moving. That tail can be weaponized like a flail or harpoon. They do breathe spurts of reddish orange fire, not very hot to avoid burning down their home, but not harmless either. A clever fighting technique is using their agility to twist around and heat their own wing blades. And regarding the wings themselves, I cannot stress this enough. Do. Not. Touch. The wings.

Domestication Potential: High. Grappletails are naturally gregarious and have no fear of humans. Just be careful.

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Name: Lethereals (based on horses, snakes, eels, seahorses, and creepy bioluminescent deep-sea creatures)

Class: Mystery

Appearance: Eerily beautiful, Lethereals have milky white scales with hard, translucent crystalline growths on their chests and a long ‘mane’ of silky gossamer skin that shimmers every colour of the rainbow and glows faintly in the dark. Rapid movement and brightens its glow. Their upper body and two limbs greatly resemble those of a horse, except they have not hooves but flippers. Their lower body extends to a tapering, loosely coiled tail of serpentine proportions and is ringed with more vibrant frills of skin, ending in a caudal fin of it. Particularly striking is their figuratively piercing, forward-facing solid obsidian black eyes and literally piercing maw of long, thin black teeth. Gills are visible on their necks. They cannot survive out of water and have tiny, delicate vestigial wings on sprouting from their shoulder blades.

Habitat/Lifestyle: Lethereals live far south of Berk in warm freshwater lakes, pools and streams, and are frustratingly elusive, so only a few have been able to observe them and much remains unknown. There is a third reason reported sightings are rare, which will be covered below. It is believed they communicate through flashing their frills and singing enchanting melodies. They mainly eat aquatic plants, but if an animal strays too close - humans included - they won’t hesitate to drag it to a watery grave. All sightings of them have been during the night.

Abilities: Anyone who finds a Lethereal in a bad mood will be blasted with a cloying white mist. This mist causes no physical harm, but somehow seeps into the body and targets the part of the brain responsible for long term memory storage, leading to retrograde amnesia ranging from moments to years, depending on the victim’s exposure to the chemical. Protective clothing must be worn to avoid forgetting where/who you are and what you’re doing. Obviously, the victim is left confused and vulnerable to attack by their savage teeth and sinewy constricting tail. They are breathtakingly deft swimmers.

Domestication Potential: Uncertain. They have shown consistent hostility toward humans, but humans have never interacted with them outside of invading their space.

[incorrect-akatsuki-no-yona]

Shuten [teasing]: I've heard a certain someone has a crush on you, Hakuryuu.

Guen: No one has a crush on me.

Guen: I’m too strong to be crushed.

[akayona-prompts]

Prompt: Hiryuu, originals

King Hiryuu decides to go on an undercover mission without telling his dragons. When they find out, they’re convinced it will end horribly--but if they go after him, there’s an even bigger chance of blowing his cover. Shenanigans ensue.

[lachocomenta]

DRAGONS!!!!!!