flaxenrising:

  1. Dedicate yourself to world-building a well-balanced fantasy world.
  2. Buy, gene and dress pretty dragons to fill various roles in this world.
  3. Never write anything because you’re worried that nobody would appreciate your efforts.
  4. Never write anything because you’re worried that nobody would appreciate your efforts.

olessan-lokenosse:

Here they all are – the smallest (blue), average (green), and largest (red) lengths and wingspans of every FR breed at fully grown adult size, excluding glitched dragons (glitched nocs and bogs are fae-sized lol).
  In most breeds there’s a pretty substantial range!

In this size chart, the human model is 5′5″ (165cm). As with the previous charts, the data comes from the Dragon Census and Bogsneak Census. Each large square you see on the background is 1 metre, and the smaller squares (if you can see them) are 20cm each. And no, the tail fluffs are not included in the length, the length is measured skull to tail tip.

Also, here’s the smallest possible fae on the largest possible imperial:

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jollyroger-fr:

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RUDE AWAKENING

You awaken with a sudden jolt.

There is a wild, painful hammering against your ribs to greet you from your… your slumber? Panic seizes you, a mixture of icy shock and burning agony running through your veins as your vision begins to dance with dark splotches and your head lolls forward, suddenly too heavy for your neck to support. 

A desperate gasp escapes your tight throat, now slick with thick saliva as your stomach prepares to purge, and though your watering eyes stretch wide and your mouth gapes and drools, you find yourself unable to move otherwise.

Nausea and dizziness begin to overwhelm your senses just before you realize that the hammering is your own heart, wildly thumping like a frightened rabbit.

Breathe, you plead yourself. Breathe. Relax. Think.

The world around you continues to swirl in unfocused patches of reds and black as your mind struggles to catch up with reality. You can scarcely remember anything about anything. How did you get here? Where is here? What were you doing before you got here? Why can’t you move your…

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> ???: Ah, you’re finally awake. Good, good- – No! No vomiting, please. I abhor cleaning up vomit, and you wouldn’t want to upset me, I assure you.