In the apocalypse, most of the littles have died, but you've managed to survive by repressing your littlespace and convincing your group that you were a neutral. Although, there were times you could hardly keep your headspace at bay. What happens when you catch the eye of a certain rough-voiced caregiver?
Sophia had been missing for three days, and the tension on the farmstead had become palpable. Arguments had broken out, petty fights motivated by the heat, the fear, and the uncertainty of the apocalyptic summer. You could hardly stand all the yelling and the endless feeling that something was wrong. All of it just made you desperately wish you could cuddle up to one of the resident caregivers, let your headspace take over, and be lulled away from all of it.
But in this new world, you had to adapt to survive and being little was not an option, no matter how much your body craved it. You knew you had to regress at some point, you were just hoping you could fight it off until you found a surpressant or something to keep your regression in check.
inhale, exhale you reminded yourself. It would all be okay once this problem was solved. Your newfound family had a safe place to stay with the Greenes, and you were slowly making friends with the more difficult group members. Namely, Daryl.
You knew there was a sweet guy under all that gruffness and redneckism, and you watched him protect Carol and tirelessly search for that little girl, and you hoped he would warm up to you. Whenever you were around him, you little side betrayed you as your headspace crept up on you. You knew Daryl was a caregiver, but if anyone found out your status, especially him, you didn't think you'd ever live down the embarassment. You were the only little since Amy had died, and you were determined to not let it become a burden. So, as far as anyone knew, you were neutral.
Night fell on yet another unsucessful hunt for Sophia, and as everyone crawled to their sleeping places in Hershel's living room, Daryl was unnacounted for. This worried you, and you had an incredible urge to make sure he was okay, to ensure his safety (and yours) by having him crawl into your sleeping bag beside you and falling asleep wrapped in his arms.
Okay, maybe that last part was more controlled by your littlespace than you'd like to admit. Still, his absence worried you.
"Where's Daryl?" You asked to no one in particular.
"Don't worry too much about him," Rick muttered softly. "He can take care of himself in the woods at night."
You were unsatisfied with his answer, but there was nothing you could do to change it. So, you laid down in an attempt to fall asleep and forget about it.
Your efforts were unsucessful, however, and you ended up tossing and turning for hours on the hardwood floor. Moonlight moved through the small household, and as the night wore on Daryl was still nowhere to be found.
Finally you gave up, choosing instead to sit by the doorway and wait for him. You could feel yourself slipping, and for once you were too tired to fight it. The combination of exhaustion and anxiety took out all your will to fight. Your thumb found its way into your mouth as you waited, anxiously gnawing at your nail.
Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime, Daryl made his way into the living room, crossbow strung over his back and a defeated look on his face. When he saw you staring at him from the floor, he stopped in his tracks.
"Waddya doin down there?" He asked softly. "Doncha' got a sleepin' bag or somethin'?"
You quickly yanked your thumb out of your mouth and stood up slowly, joints protesting the movement after hours of sitting on the floor.
"Couldn't sleep," you whispered, looking anywhere but his eyes.
"Ya don't gotta wait for me or nothin," He crossed his arms and looked at you quizzically. When you didn't respond, he sighed and put a comforting hand on your shoulder. "'Salright man, I'm here now."
You both walked back to your sleeping spots, Daryl keeping an eye on you until he was sure you were asleep. Something about that interaction felt odd to him; soft. He vowed to himself to keep an eye on you, just in case.
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(OPEN SPECIES BY SOKODRAWS/SOKOISTRYING)
Aquatic Snegle Fury is a Night Fury subspecies that evolved to live almost 100% of their life in the ocean.
This species evolved from Night Furies that lived at ocean shores and ate huge amounts of sea slugs that infested that part of the ocean.
They started mutating and incorporating some of the sea slug attributes into their bodies.
Aquatic Snegle Furies cannot breath underwater, but (similarly to sperm whales) can hold their breath up to 90 minutes.
They live their entire lives under water, only coming to shore to lay and look after their eggs. As soon as the eggs hatch they follow their mother to the ocean.
Aquatic Snegle Furies have quite a big variation in body shape, color, and size. While their main body shape resembles that of a typical Night Fury, their wings, tails and fins can have any shape. Some of their body parts can be partially translucent.
The often bright colors of these reef-dwelling species imply that these animals are under constant threat of predators. Because of their small size they are subject to getting eaten by bigger dragons. Still, the color can warn other animals of the fury's toxic stinging cells (nematocysts) or offensive taste.
All Aquatic Snegle Furies have razor-sharp teeth, and a pair of rhinophores—sensory primary antennas used mostly for the sense of smell — on their head. They can have any number of secondary antennas, but those only help with the feeling of ocean currents and the movement around them.
Their main source of food is small species of fish, jellyfish, bryozoans, and sea anemones.
Many specimen can have the same mutation but there will never be two AS Furies with identical markings/attributes, even if they mutated from the same sea slug.
These furies are almost completely covered in scales, since they did mutate from Night Furies. Though, their bellies, throats, and the under side of their tail (closest to the belly) are only covered in thin slimy skin (similar to a frog in texture). That skin is made of toxic stinging cells.
Aquatic Snegle Fury saliva contains a batrachotoxin, which can cause reactions like swelling, nausea, and muscle paralysis, when exposed to in big quantities.
The paw pad trait will appear in all 4 limbs. The pads are sticky and help the Fury grab onto the environment when the ocean current is too strong.
Aquatic Snegle Furies don't use plasma blasts often. For one, it uses precious oxygen, but they usually don't have a need for it. They're quite a docile species.
There's no size difference based on gender. Actually — similarly to sea slugs — Aquatic Snegle Furies don't have any traits specific to gender, since the vast majority of them are hermaphrodites. Some AF Furies will be born as one specific sex (either male or female), but are capable of changing it later in their life.
THIS IS AN OPEN SPECIES, FEEL FREE TO MAKE A ASF CHARACTER BUT PLEASE FOLLOW THE SPECIES RULES
PLEASE DON'T MAKE ASF ADOPTS TO SELL FOR PROFIT
HAVE FUN :D
(if you need a resource to look for sea slug species, i highly recommend en.seaslug.world for inspo)
Been a hot minute hasn't it! College kicking my ass at the moment, I offer some older concept sketches, got a few to post from back when I watched Way of the Water
more bnha oc (Soft Sting) stuff
in response to @mayfay ‘s take on him:))
Yes, he definitely assumed a more humanoid shape for convenience/to fit in, but it severely inhibits the extend of his abilities and unraveling the compact form is very complicated. In the real form he of course has access to more stingers (all of which he has full control over in terms of movement (can’t control the stinging)), but also is light enough to use the air/water to float or propel himself forward. Both in free and compact form he’s able to stretch his limbs to twice their lengths.
His real form looks like a human nervous system, though for him sensitivity is extremely limited.
His eyes can move in any direction, even being able to see through the back of his see-through head.
His body is dependent on water instead of blood, which is why he rejuvenates by submerging in a float tank in his room, along with carrying a water bottle everywhere.
Lastly, he has a mouth at the bottom of his ‘umbrella’, but it’s strictly for eating. He speaks via a minor second quirk of telepathy that functions the same as normal speaking, just inside people’s heads.
"The Vampiric Bloodletter"
"Out of all the dragons I've seen and studied, along with the one's I've only heard of in passing conversation, the Bloodletter wasn't one I thought truly existed. Tales of a bright red dragon with ten eyes that drank blood...? Seemed too much like an old story to scare children but it seems this nesting year at the colony has proven me wrong.
I noticed the new egg amongst a clutch of Monstrous Nightmare eggs, an odd oblong shape with a dark red shell amongst the pale orange-pink eggs certainly stood out. Moving the egg wasn't an option so I left it. Come hatching day I kept a close eye on the nest, only to find an entirely unique dragon to hatch with the Monstrous' brood. At first I figured it was a case of hybridism but that theory was dropped quickly, after all just one hybrid offspring in a nest of six didn't make sense. Not to mention the tiny-tooth's features, ten eyes that all were a dark black, unique extra digits that I assume are opposable to a degree and a notable blade on the end of it's tail.
So I can conclude that the Bloodletter is in fact a living and breathing dragon species, a colony or nest parasite from what I can tell but also it's behavior is still unique. From what I have observed the nestling has been acting like a Monstrous Nightmare, mimicking their vocal calls and behaviors which is fascinating. For now I see no need to try and relocate the dragon, nor do I think it's surrogate mother would allow me and I personally would like to keep my good record with her.
This will at least give me time to study it and hopefully pull together some proper information, since I fear the number of these dragons may only be in single digits... I've also noted while looking through some other old local legends that the Bloodletter shares some shocking resemblance to the few descriptions of the Lycanwing... I can't help but wonder if they're connected somehow, but that's research for another time." - Excerpt from "The Nature of Dragons", an extensive series of books and journals by a man named Salamander.
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Class: Mystery
Size: 6 to 7 feet tall, with a wingspan of 10-11 feet at Broadwing stage - Titanwings are roughly 12 to 14 feet tall with a 20-22 foot wingspan.
Preferred Food: Dragon blood or incredibly fresh meat along with specifically certain organs of most creatures.
Status: Critical - Maybe only a handful of individuals exist on the surface world, that or they are just really good at staying away from people.
The Vampiric Bloodletter is noted for it's vibrant colors and unique features that assist with defending itself and securing it's specialized diet, due to the low amount of sightings and encounters little is truly known about them by humans. They are parasites in truth, spending a lot of time in flocks or colonies with other species so they can feed easily and also mimicking the dragons around them in terms of mannerisms for survival.
Their numerous eyes negates any blindspot they would normally have, along with this a forked tongue and heat sensing pits along their upper lips makes for the perfect tracking equipment. They have opposable digits on all their limbs that are topped with claws that are much like switchblades, used for further opening the bites they leave on other dragons or for defense - same to be said about the blade on their tail.
It's vibrant coloration is a classic animal warning system of "I'm toxic, stay away!". Seeing as they possess a highly potent venom which actually changes throughout their lives.
Tiny-Tooth to Shortwing: They can use this venom as a projectile to blind much like spitting cobras and generally deter threats to them. It's noted that it also stings if it makes contact with human skin. It has mild anticoagulant properties when administered via a bite along with slight numbing, think vampire bats.
Broadwing: The venom glands develop fully, producing a highly anticoagulant hemotoxin that causes numbing and disorientation even causing dragons to become incredibly drowsy. In humans it causes severe hallucinations, supposedly making one think that they're turning into a dragon.
Titanwing: Not much changes aside from more potency and the ability to even render some dragons unconscious for a certain amount of time after being bitten. Though at this stage they can afflict humans with something much worse, it's unknown how exactly it works but if a human is bitten by a Titanwing Bloodletter there is a chance they will be afflicted with the curse that is becoming a Lycanwing - if they survive the initial bite and the first shift that is...
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WOO! Done at last!!
The Vampiric Bloodletter is one of my very few fanmade httyd species and I love how they came out!! Also if you couldn't tell these guys are my explanation for the Lycanwing legend, basically these guys are the ones that turn people to Lycanwings and somewhat go off of the description of the one in the story told by Gobber in RTTE. I have some more notes on them so uh if anyone has questions I will gladly elaborate on my fellas!
Also I will say: Anyone is free to make one of these fellas just please credit me! The lineart of the image is under the cut and can be used as a base.
Decided to come up with some new Fury species by adjusting the canon Fury designs to be adapted to the following biomes: tundra, ocean, and caves.
Species One
Name: White Fury (aka Glacier Fury)
Inspired By: arctic hares, arctic foxes and polar bear cubs
Habitat: tundra and ice sheets
Breath Weapon: balls of hardened snow/ice
Diet: fish, lemmings and other small mammals, the occasional baby seal
Appearance: small (¼ the size of a Night Fury), short and rounded. They have a frill of small rounded auricles that help them hear prey under the snow, and large clawed paws for walking on and digging into snow and even permafrost. They are not good fliers and instead use their stunted wings to give them an extra boost when pouncing. Their scales are white with mottled light grey markings for camouflage, and in summer they migrate to ice sheets/glaciers.
Personality: very sociable with their own kind. They mate for life and will often share a den with several other breeding pairs, hibernating during the darkest months of the year in big piles. Their small size makes them wary of any creature that looks bigger than them. However, if one crouches down to their level and is patient, natural curiosity might just overrule their skittishness.
Species Two
Name: Smite Fury (aka Killer Fury)
Inspired By: leopard seals, killer whales and manta rays
Habitat: polar waters, mainly at the South Pole
Breath Weapon: electric stun blasts
Diet: fish, penguins, squid, seals and anything else they can catch
Appearance: long and slender, with wide ray-like wings that allow them to glide through the water with ease. They have long jaws filled with sharp teeth for holding prey. They are flightless, having lost their hind limbs, and their front limbs have evolved into flippers. Their tail-fins resemble a cetaceans’ fluke. They are excellent swimmers, graceful in the water, and hunt via ambush.
Personality: solitary and rather aggressive, particularly on land where they feel more vulnerable. Like most Fury species they are highly intelligent, and are capable of holding grudges. They choose a different mate every breeding season and give birth to live young. Being aquatic, they won’t attack humans on land, but woe betide you if you fall in the water near a hungry Smite Fury.
Species Three
Name: Bright Fury (aka Cave Fury / Flash Fury)
Inspired By: bats, glow worms, oilbirds and olms
Habitat: caves, but are also nocturnal
Breath Weapon: loud and bright bursts of fire, aka ‘flashbangs’
Diet: anything edible they can catch
Appearance: small (a little bit bigger than a Terror, but not by much) and highly manoeuvrable fliers. Their narrow, flattened bodies let them wriggle through tight spaces, and echolocation allows them to find their way in the dark/tell if a space is too small to fit through. They are all but blind, but have an excellent sense of smell and hearing. They also share the Night Fury ability to produce a blue glow, which they use to lure in prey, listening and smelling for it coming.
Personality: very sociable with their own kind, often living in large colonies like bats. However, they don’t take well to intruders, and when feeling threatened will use their ‘flashbangs’ to stun and blind. If all else fails they’re not above giving a nasty bite. You can earn their trust slowly by getting them used to your scent, but come prepared to deal with their blinding fire and needle teeth.
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