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Maws
It/He, 20, aro/ace/agen. #my art for my stuff. Big fan of the color yellow, fish, and animals in general. I'm Maws on fr. My writing blog is PullTheGuts, please follow me there. I actually say stuff on it sometimes.
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OK I WENT AND SCANNED THE ZINE I MADE AND... here are most of the pages - so every middle "spread" has one left and right page on the back of it and then a bigger pic once its unfolded, but didnt include every side for every larger spread.
this basically explores a bit of folke and adrian's relationship - adrian, the Creature, ends up finding folke's brother's recently deceased corpse and imitates his appearence, the only real way for a basilisk in their world to learn to shapeshift into something.
So their relationship is a bit complicated. but also, it ends up eventually settling into something that isnt only full of bitterness...
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Uh, dragon?
I hope that it's ok to post this but I quickly doodled a dragon I really liked the look of. :)
He's not my dragon but yes.
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[Image ID: a black and white ink drawing of a Skydancer dragon holding three chickens. The skydancer is named Fervent. He wears a lace and rose collar and an apron. His eyes are closed and smiling with his mouth open. /.End ID]
Three chickens are enough, right?
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now we're composting, lads
I love mulch a lot, shaggy old man, he's not even done but I love him
Quick lore notes... he's the eldest of four. Four siblings? Four friends? Just four. He's not older than the others by much, but he'll never tell you how much it actually is. Days? Hours? Weeks? Seasons? Years?
He's secretive and always somehow happens to be in the right place at the right time. He tends to chatter to himself in the late hours while 'double-checking' everything in the lair.
Outside of that? He's just mulch.
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