
Hey there! My name's Cynthia, but you can call me Cynth. I go by she/her pronouns, but they/them works too. I make fanfics, headcanons, and art (even if im not that good at it ;-;). Check me out on Wattpad and Youtube @Cynthia_Da_Sorceress!! ------------------------------------------------------- Tag guide to keep things organized: • Ramblings of a Sorceress - Random stuff • Excerpts from the spell book - Little scenarios I wrote • Art is sorcery - my art!! • Cynthia answers - I answer asks I get
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My Wings Of Fire Fantribe (Part 1)
My Wings of Fire fantribe (Part 1)
Tribe name: WebWings
Royalty: Queen Maratus, Prince Huntsman, Princesses Sicarius, Arachnid, and Tarantula
Territory: The mountains of Pantala
Kingdom description: Large webs span across the areas between mountains. They are layered far enough apart to walk, but not enough to fly. Cave systems inside the mountains are used as houses, schools, and a palace. The main outdoor area is referred to as The Webs, and it is like a marketplace and popular hang out.
Colors: Main scales are typically shades of brown or black, with web patterns on the underside of the wings. May have different color patterns covering the body.
Body type: Small torsos with long, thin legs and necks. Rounded wings. Four extra arms that are noticeably smaller.
Extra information: Heavily based on spiders. Silk glands can be on the tail or near the snout - if they are on the snout, the dragon has mandibles, I'd the glands are on the tail, the dragon will have spinnerets. All WebWings have venom, which is injected through biting. Either eight or six eyes, depending on the dragon. Omnivores with a strong preference for bugs. Early WebWings are said to have been cannibalistic.

Dark black (on the face): Example of mandibles (not every dragon has these!)
Blue (tip of tail and behind mandible example): potential silk glands locations
Red (torso): small, extra limbs
Green (in mouth): venom fangs
(By the way, though I doubt anybody will want to use my WebWing design, if you do, please ask and credit me!)
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Fic type: Angst
Main character(s): Cody, Chase
Summary: Cody just wants to act like a kid, but it's hard to do that when everybody is treating you like a god
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Chase notices this, perhaps feeling the slight tension in the air. He crouches to be closer to eye level with Cody.
"Is something wrong, my Prime?" Chase questions gently, but still in that annoyingly polite tone.
Cody looks away from the police bot's face and pulls the DVD case up to his chest before speaking quietly.
"Stop that..." Cody mutters.
"Sir?" Chase tilts his helm slightly, his optics glowing a bit brighter.
"Stop that," Cody said a bit louder.
Chase doesn't have to say a thing for Cody to recognize the mild confusion on his face.
"Stop calling me your Prime," Cody looks down at the toes of his boots. One of his laces is untied. "And stop looking at me like that..."
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Sorry if this is out of character or something, it's been a little bit since I watched Rescue Bots :')
Imagine if Cody was in TFP
I can vividly imagine this scene
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Megatron: Greetings.

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