happy halLAween 🎃さんのイラストまとめ

Dulcet Wyrd--fay of spirits and pacts, of imagination and things beyond the veils. Doll appears like a tiny rabbit amongst the sharp teeth and claws of the spirits they have at hand, but they hold the reigns.

Appears very sweet, curious, has a tendency to cause trouble.

BACK AT IT.

Beastie Saint Mere--a child of the sea, a selkie, and a trickster. They're a silly little thing that starts out fairly young when they arrive in the world, only to grow up into a lot more trouble.

The Goose from Untitled Goose Game, but seal and fay.

Struck down out of the heavens, a star and unicorn that in their final moments burned so brightly that it left behind a remnant of itself. Serendipity Guignol is that remnant--raised on the ground, they sought the stars they belong to, and found an answer just behind them--

The first of my celestial children, a star in the sky--a unicorn and dream guide, Phantasmagoria Märchen. Raised so far away from others, Gorey knows people and things by their dreams and sideways things about life and being.

They are not used to gravity beneath their

The final Wild Witch, Pippin Matche, and their familiar Cinders.

Their magic could burn and regrow an entire forest--and in a terrifying moment years and decades ago--it did. And then Pippin fell asleep in the fast regrowing undergrowth. Waking to a world long since

Another Wild Witch, Wildflower Woolf was raised by a Coven that was in many ways of a pack of wolves. They loved each other dearly, but a rot in the woods they grew up in, the family began to fall off the tree one by one. Wildflower seeks to cure their remaining parental

A Wild Witch with the thorn of the Archfey of Decay trapped within them--Poppet Witchthorn tries their best to be positive and see beauty in the world, even when their world has attempted to blot out their blossom before it could bloom.

Luna Roswell, another witch--they can change the flow and direction of magic, ambient or thrown at them. They are like the Moon pulling the seas, the tides and all.

Incredibly laid back to the point they can seem to lack any direction whatsoever. They like cards and chilling.

My darling necromantic romantic, Lorea Dodgson.

They want to make friends. Not people, the undead sort.

They look far cuter than they really are, but they will utilize it to meet their ends if they have to. If you're not interested in their undead, they don't care about

I'll start with my two oldest characters.

Isadora Frost (playing cello) is my Archfey of the Winter season. I like to think she embodies that first soft snowfall, twinkling and lovely. Or the warm winter nights, blankets of snow outside, but warmth and family indoors.