#fantasy art

[regal-bones]

SWORDTEMBER DAY 14: LUNAR

Clover, of moon’s blessing and rabbit’s luck 🐰🌙 Take my hand, we’ll run like dandelion seeds caught on the wind. Heed my words, my cunning, follow my footsteps exactly, no claw out of step. Hot breath in cold air, above us mother moon sleeps with her warren of stars. And behind us, all the world has our scent. 

This sword is for all the nice bunnies who follow me :3

Yesterday’s sword!

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[monstermonger]

Some friends and I wandering Limsa Lominsa c:

[deadslugart]

Medieval warfare

[katastronoot]

loving these colors 😁

[looceyloo]

i mean of COURSE i had to draw this look!

[ruinemade]

a girl and her dragon

Hatchling dragons are already as intelligent as adults and have magical talent far surpassing human mages, but are emotionally immature.

[voxbelicosa]

OC work - sketchbook

[pauvre-lola]

pendant que les champs brûlent

[ichimakesart]

Cease your studying my little pupil.

You gazed into the black pond long enough. Your eyes are tired from hundreds of images they've witnessed. Your ears ringing from speeches, noises and howls. Your curiosity satiated. You must have spent your time well. Certainly.

Show me the fruits of your endeavours. Finish the experiment I started before you. Do. Not. Disappoint me.

౨ৎ Finish the experiment with:

ᯓ A Match.

ᯓ Drops of Water.

ᯓ Wings of a Fly.

ᯓ A Pebble.

✦Special thanks to @mayaminamoto for proofreading✦

[entnoot]

Emanaia the firbolg warlock for Shayla! Thanks again for commissioning me ✨

[vcreatures]

Forgot to post this here:

Veneris Tredecim Drake is deemed the harbinger of bad luck. A keen sense of smell, this  drake is capable of detecting the bodily signals of disease, age and other factors that make for an easy prey item. 

[regal-bones]

SWORDTEMBER DAY 15: TECHNO

Dead Man’s Beats, of unholy pact and demonic bassline 💀💿 A sea of glowsticks illuminated by blacklight hellfire. Bright lightning dancing through screaming souls, feet jumping bloody and raw against the hard stone floor, slick with sweat and blood. That bass shook the ground, rattling your very bones, making your lungs tremble, bounce, making your breath come in short dry bursts. There was no water to parch your aching throat, just the heat of bodies moving and shouting inches away. Rising above the sea of anguish, like a pillar of dark obsidian against humanity’s sins, the dark jockey and his booth of the damned. His empty skull screams as the next song starts, the crowd screams back, their bodies aching, feet blistered, ready for another mix in the set of eternity.

Unce unce unce

Yesterday’s sword!

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[constantlyfalling]

Let's go to the beach!

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Grimm's Fairy Tales - art by Arthur Rackham (1909)

[elenaferndale]

All of my ACOTAR collection with their fated mates!

[albabbgg]

🔮⚔️💀 CURSED RELICS 2024 OFFICIAL LIST 💀⚔️🔮

AYOO LETS GO ☝🏻🌝 so excited again !!! Cannot wait to see what we’ll create together this year 🪲 Let’s get dungeonish 🔮⚔️ grab your potions and choose your weapons we’re going on a quest together ‼️⚔️

👽 Info in the second slide