I'm working on collecting fandragons for all the entities in The Magnus Archives - initially I wanted to wait till I had them all with written bios, but I'm just so exited I can't wait to show them!!
I'm so incredibly proud of the bios I've written up for some of them it's almost a little silly :P
I appologize for a marathon of a post!
Please share your tma dragons - be it the entiites or the characters! I'd love to see them
Also a general TW, nothing strays from FR guidelines, but these dragons are meant to represent general fears so if you're not in a good place, feel more than free to skip. More specific content warnings will be in the quote lines of their bios, please heed these warnings!
These are the ones I have written bios for:
[columns][center][b]The Desolation[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=59375727]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/593758/59375727_350.png[/img]
[/url][nextcol][quote=CW fire, loss, trauma][font=cochin][size=3]There's a fire to be found within it, but not a trace of heat. There's every restless moment spend staring into the flames, there's the silent pray to let it devour.
To let it cleanse with lightless fire, scald till nothing remains but the faint trace of what could have been, pale like bone among the ashes
It will rise like tidal waves; a reckoning.
It brings the blackened earth, the destructive agonizing heat of burning flesh and land scoured of life. The light with all the comfort of fire stripped from it, leaving nothing but the terror of it's approach
Every time your heart swell and rejoice in a future holding promises of greatness, it bears its burning teeth in a smile. Prepares to rob your world of all that [I]potential[/I] bring what must be to what could have been. Make your heart beat for naught but to pump the agonizing fear through every vein
Make your flesh run like wax, bathed in a fire you cant look away from[/columns]
[columns][quote=CW war, violence][font=cochin][size=3]It will come.
The earth is wet and dark beneath it, worlds and worlds crushed and destroyed beneath its claws
It will come. Its bright eyes glows feverish and bright. There's nothing and everything to be found there; the frenzy of its killings, the cold, calculating need for slaughter, dripping of its teeth. Teeth too many, like swords and white flags waving. Like bones and feverish flesh
It will come and stretch out a hand both terrible and terribly beautiful. It sings of power and enemies forgotten and rotting in the dust; it whispers of glory and screams its hollow victory when you take its hand like so many before you
It will come and the strange music will play as it descends. Horns and pipes and the cries of the wounded, played like one instrument and by one hand.
It will come
And there will be violence[nextcol][center][b]The Slaughter[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=57916463]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/579165/57916463_350.png[/img]
[/url][/columns]
[columns][center][b]The Extinction[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=59423062]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/594231/59423062_350.png[/img]
[/url][nextcol][quote=CW Climate change, apocalypse, natural disaster][font=cochin][size=3]It's a mirror. Everything it is, everything it does; simply a reflection of [I]you[/I]
Of what you and yours brought upon this earth. It's not malice, it's not revenge. It's simply a debt to be paid and when you pay - when all the filth and the reckless destroyers are finally cleaned in its righteous apocalypse - the world it carves will have no place for you
The seas rise, angry and cyan in the harsh light of realization. The waves of slog and humanoid shapes in the filth moan and creak in a wind you've killed. The concrete slither like snakes, fangs bared and venom dripping, empty eyes full of vengeance
And you are afraid. Afraid even as you know you had this coming for you. Your legs ache, your heart tears and claws at the inside of your chest, [i]run, run, run[/i]. The world is always ending, because of [i]you[/i]
Its a mirror, and it scares you more than you could ever say[/columns]
[columns][quote=CW Being hunted, predatory animals, animalistic behavior][font=cochin][size=3]There's a beast on your tail
There's a beast with cruel, clever eyes and teeth made for throats and tearing. Its eyes reflect the light, sickly green among the trees.
Too tall, too dark, when did the trees start growing so close? When did you leave the safety of being an uncaring predator, soft and declawed in your slouch?
When did you become the hunted?
The cries of the thing, neither beast nor man echo behind you. Always there, singing as it descends
It has resounded in your chest before - filled your nose and the back of your throat like something sticky and metallic. The heady call of the hunters. The blood-drunk cheering of the survivors, a sound of triumph, elation and cruelty
The song of the hunters, teeth bared and eyes glowing
The song never ends, it only matters who sings it[nextcol][center][b]The Hunt[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=59078887]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/590789/59078887_350.png[/img]
[/url][/columns]
[columns][center][b]The Dark[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=50500032]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/505001/50500032_350.png[/img]
[/url][nextcol][quote=CW dark, sleep paralysis][font=cochin][size=3]And then, it's dark
And the dark is not soft. The dark does not cradle and conceal you. The dark clings to your skin with sticky, cold fingers and wont let go. There's sand in your eyes and a loud dark hollowing out your chest
And the dark fills your throat like dark water while something dark and looming waits in corners and by foots of beds. The dark sand flows from its eyes and mouth like lies and promises - its limbs unfold unseen along the ceiling
And the dark demands attention. Strain, strain against the endless black to see for there are creatures moving in the black. Dark feathers against your clammy skin, the kiss of black water before it pulls you under
And they are patient. Demanding and divine and fear not your warmth-less flame flickering like frantic heartbeats when dusk begins to fall. The dark has slumbered with unseen claws unsheathed long before you ever feared it. It can wait till your feeble light bulbs crack and fizzle out
And then, it's dark[/columns]
[columns][quote=CW mold, ants, sick animals, wasps, tainted love][font=cochin][size=3]There's a mold in your bathroom. It clings to the tiles with unseen tendrils - carves its way though stone and pipe and rubber. It smells so sweetly,[i] so sweet[/i]. Sweet until the bile rise in your throat and you fear in a way that is primal and full of disgust. The mold doesn't care - it only [i]spreads[/i]
There's ants crawling over your kitchen floor, spilling out of your fridge in waves - antennas tied in knots and legs so soft against your skin when the kitchen can no longer contain them and they seek to multiply. They scatter over the floor, but there's nowhere left to hide
There's a dog roaming just beyond your yard. It howls with a voice strained from sickness and the flies buzz thick around its head. Its eyes are dark and unblinking, the drool hang of its jaws in thick, golden ropes. It looks and sees and it loves you
There is a wasp's nest in your attic. It thrums with life and malice. Sings that you are beautiful. That you are home. That you can be fully consumed by what loves you
There is a sickness in your blood and it belongs there[nextcol][center][b]The Corruption[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=59090506]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/590906/59090506_350.png[/img]
[/url][/columns]
[columns][center][b]The Lonely[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=59608469]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/596085/59608469_350.png[/img]
[/url][nextcol][quote=CW isolation, loneliness, self hatred][font=cochin][size=3]It tells you nothing you haven’t already told yourself
It is so gentle, even as you are afraid. It glows dimly through the fog. [i]They don’t have to know[/i] it whispers and cards ghostly fingers through your hair. [i]They don’t have to suffer[/i]
Suffer? Did you suffer? Were you full of agony in that distant before where someone might have loved you? Or were the pain simply a dull ache behind your ribs. Yes, yes, you think it might have been so. It brushes against you and guides you ever so gently towards a conclusion that seems inevitable
That they never loved you. That the real suffering reflected in their glassy eyes when they had to wait, when you weren't enough. When you staggered, when they suffered you there as you fell behind
The fog is new, but the feeling is old. Has there ever been anything but it? It is so much easier, for everyone. Just to let that gentle lonely take you. Its claws are sharp enough it doesn't hurt when it slashes over your skin
Isn't it cleaner this way?[/columns]
Is still havent found the perfect dragons for The End and The Spider and the rest have not yet recieved a fitting bio description - I'm very excited to start working on them all! (they can all be found in the lair tab 'entities')
Please show me your lovely TMA fandragons!
Thank you!
I'm working on collecting fandragons for all the entities in The Magnus Archives - initially I wanted to wait till I had them all with written bios, but I'm just so exited I can't wait to show them!!
I'm so incredibly proud of the bios I've written up for some of them it's almost a little silly :P
I appologize for a marathon of a post!
Please share your tma dragons - be it the entiites or the characters! I'd love to see them
Also a general TW, nothing strays from FR guidelines, but these dragons are meant to represent general fears so if you're not in a good place, feel more than free to skip. More specific content warnings will be in the quote lines of their bios, please heed these warnings!
These are the ones I have written bios for:
The Desolation
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CW fire, loss, trauma wrote:
There's a fire to be found within it, but not a trace of heat. There's every restless moment spend staring into the flames, there's the silent pray to let it devour.
To let it cleanse with lightless fire, scald till nothing remains but the faint trace of what could have been, pale like bone among the ashes
It will rise like tidal waves; a reckoning.
It brings the blackened earth, the destructive agonizing heat of burning flesh and land scoured of life. The light with all the comfort of fire stripped from it, leaving nothing but the terror of it's approach
Every time your heart swell and rejoice in a future holding promises of greatness, it bears its burning teeth in a smile. Prepares to rob your world of all that potential bring what must be to what could have been. Make your heart beat for naught but to pump the agonizing fear through every vein
Make your flesh run like wax, bathed in a fire you cant look away from
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CW war, violence wrote:
It will come.
The earth is wet and dark beneath it, worlds and worlds crushed and destroyed beneath its claws
It will come. Its bright eyes glows feverish and bright. There's nothing and everything to be found there; the frenzy of its killings, the cold, calculating need for slaughter, dripping of its teeth. Teeth too many, like swords and white flags waving. Like bones and feverish flesh
It will come and stretch out a hand both terrible and terribly beautiful. It sings of power and enemies forgotten and rotting in the dust; it whispers of glory and screams its hollow victory when you take its hand like so many before you
It will come and the strange music will play as it descends. Horns and pipes and the cries of the wounded, played like one instrument and by one hand.
It will come
And there will be violence
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The Slaughter
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The Extinction
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CW Climate change, apocalypse, natural disaster wrote:
It's a mirror. Everything it is, everything it does; simply a reflection of you
Of what you and yours brought upon this earth. It's not malice, it's not revenge. It's simply a debt to be paid and when you pay - when all the filth and the reckless destroyers are finally cleaned in its righteous apocalypse - the world it carves will have no place for you
The seas rise, angry and cyan in the harsh light of realization. The waves of slog and humanoid shapes in the filth moan and creak in a wind you've killed. The concrete slither like snakes, fangs bared and venom dripping, empty eyes full of vengeance
And you are afraid. Afraid even as you know you had this coming for you. Your legs ache, your heart tears and claws at the inside of your chest, run, run, run. The world is always ending, because of you
Its a mirror, and it scares you more than you could ever say
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CW Being hunted, predatory animals, animalistic behavior wrote:
There's a beast on your tail
There's a beast with cruel, clever eyes and teeth made for throats and tearing. Its eyes reflect the light, sickly green among the trees.
Too tall, too dark, when did the trees start growing so close? When did you leave the safety of being an uncaring predator, soft and declawed in your slouch?
When did you become the hunted?
The cries of the thing, neither beast nor man echo behind you. Always there, singing as it descends
It has resounded in your chest before - filled your nose and the back of your throat like something sticky and metallic. The heady call of the hunters. The blood-drunk cheering of the survivors, a sound of triumph, elation and cruelty
The song of the hunters, teeth bared and eyes glowing
The song never ends, it only matters who sings it
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The Hunt
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The Dark
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CW dark, sleep paralysis wrote:
And then, it's dark
And the dark is not soft. The dark does not cradle and conceal you. The dark clings to your skin with sticky, cold fingers and wont let go. There's sand in your eyes and a loud dark hollowing out your chest
And the dark fills your throat like dark water while something dark and looming waits in corners and by foots of beds. The dark sand flows from its eyes and mouth like lies and promises - its limbs unfold unseen along the ceiling
And the dark demands attention. Strain, strain against the endless black to see for there are creatures moving in the black. Dark feathers against your clammy skin, the kiss of black water before it pulls you under
And they are patient. Demanding and divine and fear not your warmth-less flame flickering like frantic heartbeats when dusk begins to fall. The dark has slumbered with unseen claws unsheathed long before you ever feared it. It can wait till your feeble light bulbs crack and fizzle out
And then, it's dark
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CW mold, ants, sick animals, wasps, tainted love wrote:
There's a mold in your bathroom. It clings to the tiles with unseen tendrils - carves its way though stone and pipe and rubber. It smells so sweetly, so sweet. Sweet until the bile rise in your throat and you fear in a way that is primal and full of disgust. The mold doesn't care - it only spreads
There's ants crawling over your kitchen floor, spilling out of your fridge in waves - antennas tied in knots and legs so soft against your skin when the kitchen can no longer contain them and they seek to multiply. They scatter over the floor, but there's nowhere left to hide
There's a dog roaming just beyond your yard. It howls with a voice strained from sickness and the flies buzz thick around its head. Its eyes are dark and unblinking, the drool hang of its jaws in thick, golden ropes. It looks and sees and it loves you
There is a wasp's nest in your attic. It thrums with life and malice. Sings that you are beautiful. That you are home. That you can be fully consumed by what loves you
There is a sickness in your blood and it belongs there
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The Corruption
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The Lonely
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CW isolation, loneliness, self hatred wrote:
It tells you nothing you haven’t already told yourself
It is so gentle, even as you are afraid. It glows dimly through the fog. They don’t have to know it whispers and cards ghostly fingers through your hair. They don’t have to suffer
Suffer? Did you suffer? Were you full of agony in that distant before where someone might have loved you? Or were the pain simply a dull ache behind your ribs. Yes, yes, you think it might have been so. It brushes against you and guides you ever so gently towards a conclusion that seems inevitable
That they never loved you. That the real suffering reflected in their glassy eyes when they had to wait, when you weren't enough. When you staggered, when they suffered you there as you fell behind
The fog is new, but the feeling is old. Has there ever been anything but it? It is so much easier, for everyone. Just to let that gentle lonely take you. Its claws are sharp enough it doesn't hurt when it slashes over your skin
Isn't it cleaner this way?
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Is still havent found the perfect dragons for The End and The Spider and the rest have not yet recieved a fitting bio description - I'm very excited to start working on them all! (they can all be found in the lair tab 'entities')
Please show me your lovely TMA fandragons!
Thank you!
awesome , i love them!!!! i only have a beholding derg right now but i wanna make a whole collection
[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=58605234]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/586053/58605234_350.png[/img]
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awesome , i love them!!!! i only have a beholding derg right now but i wanna make a whole collection
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dinok
ty!!
I love your beholding!! Love the jag with peacock, really sells the illusion of heaps of eyes!
@
dinok
ty!!
I love your beholding!! Love the jag with peacock, really sells the illusion of heaps of eyes!
I don't have any TMA dragons on my own, but these SLAP—reading the bios was a treat, and I'm going to check out the wips next. 'v'
I don't have any TMA dragons on my own, but these SLAP—reading the bios was a treat, and I'm going to check out the wips next. 'v'
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she/her | FR +2
previously Tuberose
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tuberose
omg thank you so much!! If you just have any creepy dragons I'd loev to see those too, I'm finding horror very cathartic right now for some reason
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tuberose
omg thank you so much!! If you just have any creepy dragons I'd loev to see those too, I'm finding horror very cathartic right now for some reason
Well, in that case, I'd be glad to share! 'v'
I only have a very few, since my lair mostly has a firmly floral theme, and of these, only Yew definitely qualifies as "horror."
BUT:
[columns][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=2762389]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/27624/2762389_350.png[/img]
[/url][nextcol][b]Yew[/b]
a lich seeking to return to life
[i]I know you want me
But I've come close enough for now
Oh God, you haunt me
I'm scared you'll leave me in the ground[/i][/columns]
[columns][b]Calla[/b]
[i]Warm will glow— burn a hand on your frost bite
Down down down— make a deal with the daylight
Satellite love— hover over our hot night
Dead bones know— carry them til you feel fine[/i][nextcol][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=31654975]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/316550/31654975_350.png[/img]
[/url][/columns]
[columns][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=46467263]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/464673/46467263_350.png[/img]
[/url][nextcol][b]Rosemary[/b]
gen1 born Halloween 2018
[i]I have never been like this before,
Never felt my body sinking to the grassy floor.
No, I have never known a love like this,
Never felt the flaming arrows of the lonely Hunter's Kiss.[/i][/columns]
Well, in that case, I'd be glad to share! 'v'
I only have a very few, since my lair mostly has a firmly floral theme, and of these, only Yew definitely qualifies as "horror."
BUT:
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Yew
a lich seeking to return to life
I know you want me
But I've come close enough for now
Oh God, you haunt me
I'm scared you'll leave me in the ground
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Calla
Warm will glow— burn a hand on your frost bite
Down down down— make a deal with the daylight
Satellite love— hover over our hot night
Dead bones know— carry them til you feel fine
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Rosemary
gen1 born Halloween 2018
I have never been like this before,
Never felt my body sinking to the grassy floor.
No, I have never known a love like this,
Never felt the flaming arrows of the lonely Hunter's Kiss.
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she/her | FR +2
previously Tuberose
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Tuberose
Hello??? I love them??? Your bio format is so amazing, simple and stunning and all the poems fit them so well.
I love Yew so much, she's somber and scary and beautiful (and Hawthorn is so beautfiful as well)
Calla feels immense and powerful and Rosemary's colors are so good? The shimmer is absolutely perfect and again there's this subtle sorrow to the poem? There's a really distinct feeling to her that I cant get enough of
I am in love with your lair. I spend a lot of time going through them and I will spend more. The flower names is such a good choice and it fits every one of them so well
@
Tuberose
Hello??? I love them??? Your bio format is so amazing, simple and stunning and all the poems fit them so well.
I love Yew so much, she's somber and scary and beautiful (and Hawthorn is so beautfiful as well)
Calla feels immense and powerful and Rosemary's colors are so good? The shimmer is absolutely perfect and again there's this subtle sorrow to the poem? There's a really distinct feeling to her that I cant get enough of
I am in love with your lair. I spend a lot of time going through them and I will spend more. The flower names is such a good choice and it fits every one of them so well
Oooh i love all the dragons here!!!! I don't have any "proper" entities fandragons, but with the new venue i might try a Beholding one (or i'll just make a jon one to match martin and michael...not sure yet), but i do have some who qualify as entity-related? I'm still working on their bios tho
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/392602/39260124_350.png?mtime=XsFMZQACX8I.png[/img]
[b]Grave[/b], a Dark-related dragon
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/382228/38222723_350.png?mtime=XsumRQACYYY.png[/img]
[img]http://flightrising.com/rendern/350/609965/60996426_350.png?mtime=XsumeQADdZA.png[/img]
and [b]Decay[/b] and [b]Bathory[/b], my two plague doctors, Corruption-related!
Oooh i love all the dragons here!!!! I don't have any "proper" entities fandragons, but with the new venue i might try a Beholding one (or i'll just make a jon one to match martin and michael...not sure yet), but i do have some who qualify as entity-related? I'm still working on their bios tho
Grave, a Dark-related dragon
and
Decay and
Bathory, my two plague doctors, Corruption-related!
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anteater
gosh, thank you so much!!!
knowing you took the time to look through my lair really makes my day. 'v'
I'm considering replacing Hawthorn and Yew's current representations with unbred dragons, since at this point the characters have become special enough to me to I think they're deserving of having more "lore-loyal" offspring lists. It's funny how OCs that are born out of a silly little dragon-collecting website can become so precious, isn't it.
OH ALSO
if you're not familiar with the singer Rasputina, you should really check her out! her stuff can be a bit hit or miss for me, but the ones that hit
really hit.
- "
Hunter's Kiss"
- "
Tourniquet" cover
- "
Bad Moon Rising" cover
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anteater
gosh, thank you so much!!!
knowing you took the time to look through my lair really makes my day. 'v'
I'm considering replacing Hawthorn and Yew's current representations with unbred dragons, since at this point the characters have become special enough to me to I think they're deserving of having more "lore-loyal" offspring lists. It's funny how OCs that are born out of a silly little dragon-collecting website can become so precious, isn't it.
OH ALSO
if you're not familiar with the singer Rasputina, you should really check her out! her stuff can be a bit hit or miss for me, but the ones that hit
really hit.
- "
Hunter's Kiss"
- "
Tourniquet" cover
- "
Bad Moon Rising" cover
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she/her | FR +2
previously Tuberose
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Oh boy, TMA fandergs! I've got a few for the characters...
Specifically a Maxwell Rayner
[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=59034047]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/590341/59034047_350.png[/img]
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And a Nikola Orsinov.
[url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=60988214]
[img]https://flightrising.com/rendern/350/609883/60988214_350.png[/img]
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Also, all y'all's horror dergs are gorgeous! They make me want to make some spooky bois of my own...
@anteater That Lonely fandragon is just *chef's kiss*
@dinok I never would've thought to use a Bogsneak for Beholding, but it really does look like its main eyes are staring into my soul. Terrifying!
@Tuberose I never would've thought to use pale colors for an undead dragon. Yew is very ghostly.
@KaiTheFloof I love those outfits.
Oh boy, TMA fandergs! I've got a few for the characters...
Specifically a Maxwell Rayner
And a Nikola Orsinov.
Also, all y'all's horror dergs are gorgeous! They make me want to make some spooky bois of my own...
@
anteater That Lonely fandragon is just *chef's kiss*
@
dinok I never would've thought to use a Bogsneak for Beholding, but it really does look like its main eyes are staring into my soul. Terrifying!
@
Tuberose I never would've thought to use pale colors for an undead dragon. Yew is very ghostly.
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KaiTheFloof I love those outfits.
