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regal-bones · 3 days
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A blade of cold steel and frozen petal for @/ashendado (Twitter!) ❄️🪻
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faiiryteethh · 2 days
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Ravenna's silver metal dress in 4k
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tragerfcks · 11 hours
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THE ELDER SCROLLS V: SKYRIM 💭
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ayten-ali · 3 days
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Date With An Angel (1987)
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s6m123 · 2 days
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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖕𝖎𝖊𝖈𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑
𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽 3:
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Birds chirping, soft and peaceful waves hitting the ship. Maybe this was a dream? Y/n's life has always been chaos, chaos and more chaos and now she's a part of her brother's crew?
Y/n's eyes flustered open, meeting the bright sunlight coming from her cabin window. She got off the hammock, rubbing her eyes, she went into the bathroom which was smaller than she expected.
A sigh escaped her lips as she stepped into the shower.
After a good hot shower, y/n stepped out the shower wrapped a towel around her body, then she heard a knock.
"why right now!?"
she mumbled to herself and put up her outfit which looked like this:
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(from Pinterest)
She opened the door, revealing the somewhat panicked navigator, Nami.
"Hey! y/n, um I just wanted to ask have you seen Sanji?"
Nami asked waiting for y/n's answer.
"The cook? No I haven't, why?" Y/n replied, leaning against the wall.
"Well um he is kind of missing.. he have been trying to find him everywhere but no trace of him"
Nami answered, before Y/n could even process the information, the both heard a yell from Luffy.
"Everyone! Crew meeting in the deck now!"
Luffy had the same panicked tone as Nami.
Nami and y/n hurried to the deck finding, Zoro leaning against a wall, Ussop trying to calm Luffy down, and Luffy almost at the point of raging.
"Okay there is a serious problem here, Sanji is MISSING"
Luffy blurted out, Y/n's eyebrows raised as she tilted her head.
"How can he go missing? Our ship was locked and secured the whole night"
She said.
"That what we all are asking!" The crew said together.
"Well do guys have any enemies that would do these things?"
Y/n questioned.
"No.... Wait, yes! We do!"
Nami answered.
Who? That stupid clown?"
Zoro replied sarcastically.
"Yes! Maybe it's binkey!"
Luffy said making the crew sigh.
"It's Buggy!!"
They all said in reunion except Luffy, of course.
Luffy laughed in response.
★time skip orange town★
The crew hurried went to Buggy's circus. Finding none other than the clown himself.
"Finally, you people arrived, looks like there is also an other fool who joined the crew"
Buggy said, referring to y/n as the "fool". But still Y/n stayed calm, her eyes were burning holes into the clown's head.
"Where is Sanji!?!?!?"
Luffy shouted, his voice echoing through the circus.
"Oh I just gave him a nice treatment of pain..... He didn't seem to enjoy it tho, oh well it's not like I was going to kill him.....Was I?"
Buggy said with his cocky confidence which was bothering everyone.
"Where. Is. Sanji."
Nami growled, Buggy can feel the tension coming from the crew, this is what he wanted.
"Well if you want your crewmate back.... You have to fight me"
He said with a cocky smirk, thinking he was going to win.
Without warning, Luffy immediately punched Buggy, sending Buggy whole head flying back.
Taking this as a chance, y/n took the nearest cloth rag and stuffed head into the bag, tieing it so he won't get out.
"Finally that shitty clown shuted up"
Y/n said throwing the bag out the circus.
The crew sighed in relief, then Zoro spoke up.
"Okay, let's go find the cook"
The crew agreed and searched for Sanji together.
Finally they found Sanji in the broom closet.
He looked horrible. He had a slash on his wrist, a bruise on his cheek and some blood on his forehead. He was also unconscious.
Nami was the first one to run over to him, trying to shake him awake but still no response.
Y/n was also slightly panicked seeing his condition. Then y/n spoke up.
"We should take him back to the ship"
The crew agreed and took the cook to the ship, laying him on the bed. Y/n checked his pulse which was stable for now.
The crew watched with worried looks.
"His going to be okay, right y/n?"
Ussop questioned, concerned for Sanji's wellbeing.
"His heartbeat is stable, someone needs to monitor him for the night, I'll do it."
Y/n replied making the crew relieved.
"Okay, take care of him, y/n"
Luffy said. Y/n sighed in response.
The crew went back to they're duties, checking in on Sanji time to time.
★time skip to night★
Nami cooked dinner for everyone <3
As the night settled in everyone went to their cabins except y/n since she was looking after Sanji.
While y/n was changing his clothes she heard a faint mumbled from the cook.
"Y/n is sooo pretty"
Y/n couldn't help but chuckle, this boy is flirty even when unconscious.
Maybe this crew isn't bad afterall.
Author's note: sorry if this is short, I'm trying to make y/n get along with all the members.
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Where Loyalties Lie:
To The King
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Summary: (Y/N) can't stay hidden for long. And when she is taken to the king, she gets an unexpected turn of events...
Warnings: Canon typical swearing, mentions of nudity
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Two days. Baelon, Aemon and the guards hadn't found (Y/N) for two days. They had asked and most did say they've seen a girl of her description, but most didn't know about her or just saw her in passing. This girl was smart and quick. Aemon admired the child for her skill at such a young age. Being able to hide from a king's order wasn't something most people could do, especially when in the heart of the city. Baelon then went to a fruit stall. "Have you seen a young girl around this tall with (h/c) hair by any chance?" Baelon asked for the umpteenth time that day. He was quickly growing tired of searching, but Jaehaerys did ask of it. "Oh, yes. I do, my prince. She's the young lass who helps us set up from time to time," the man said. "Yes, she a lovely little girl," the woman added. Baelon perked up as Aemon walked over. "What's her name?" Aemon queried, finally glad they were getting somewhere. "Oh, I am sorry, my prince. That isn't something we know. But you can find her mother on the Street of Silk. The woman you'll need to look for is (M/N)," the woman explained. "She's a whore's daughter?" Baelon muttered to Aemon as they gave thanks to the vendors and began walking. "And a bastard no doubt. This girl gets more and more intriguing," Aemon said quietly in return.
When they came to the Street of Silk and to the brothels, it was noticeably more quiet during the day than how it was at night. So, they went from building to building, having to endure the working ladies in skimpy dresses or nothing at all. Until, finally, they got somewhere. "If you're looking for (M/N) go to the farthest room down that corridor," a woman explained, giving the two princes sultry looks, only wearing a mesh skirt. They nodded and began walking in the given direction, avoiding the people enjoying their time. When they got to said door, it was noticeably more isolated as they entered without knocking. The woman quickly stood up, looking at them as she realised she was in the presence of Targaryen royalty. "(M/N)?" Aemon asked. "Yeah. How can I help you?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest, wearing a sheer shift. "We're not looking for some time. We are looking for whom we've been told is your daughter," Aemon said. That got (M/N)'s attention quickly. "What's she done?" she whispered. "Nothing wrong. Although, the king is asking she be brought forth," Baelon said, eyeing her up and down. "Since when did whores care about their children?" he asked. (M/N) quickly put on some more modest clothing. "She's a child. She doesn't deserve to know my occupation. All she knows is that she's a bastard. But she doesn't let that stop her," she said firmly. "Aye," Baelon muttered. When they left, a couple of guards followed as (M/N) lead them out of the Street of Silk.
When they came to a small house, they went inside. There was (Y/N) holding a book with an elderly man pointing at words. They stopped and looked up. (Y/N) gulped upon seeing the princes. She had been found. "(Y/N), the princes would like to talk to you," (M/N) said gently. "Please, don't run. I would not like to repeat the other day," Aemon said calmly, seeing her stand up. "The king would like to see you, lass," Baelon said, bending down to her height. "I honestly meant no harm," (Y/N) whispered meekly. "I know. Now, come along, child," he said, the guards stepping forward. Her mother watched in worry as (Y/N) was lead from her home, two guards either side of her, a hand each on her shoulder just in case she decided to run.
She felt her stomach churn in anxiety, her throat tighten as it became difficult to swallow. She wrung her hands nervously as she was walked to the gates and into the Red Keep. It was even bigger closer up. She was lead through many confusing twists and turns until she was lead to two large doors. They opened and (Y/N) felt like her legs were about to give way. The entire court was there. The princes went in as the guards gently walked her inside. The men and women of court whispered and muttered. This girl saved Prince Viserys? This bastard, grubby common girl? When the guards stopped, she stopped and lifted her gaze. Her eyes found King Jaehaerys on the famed Iron Throne. It looked even more intimidating now that she stood before it. It's many blades forged by dragonfire and the blades of Aegon the Conqueror's enemies. She had seen paintings of the throne, but it didn't prepare her to be stood before it.
Jaehaerys recognised (Y/N) from the brief time he saw her in the Dragonpit. He stood up from the throne and walked down to stand in front of her. The guards let go of her shoulders and stepped back. (Y/N) gave a curtsy in respect of the king who gazed down at her with kindness. "You saved my grandson, little one. I thank you," he said gently. "I-I... there is no need to thank me. I only did what I thought was right. I only meant to help and protect," she whispered. Almost so quiet, no one heard it. It made Jaehaerys chuckle softly as her bent down to her height. "You are a shy one. But, I saw a pure courage in your eyes. Courage and bravery I have not seen in years, little one. What's your name?" Jaehaerys asked softly. "(Y/N) Waters, your grace," she muttered. "Born out of wedlock," he whispered. Baelon muttered into his ear about her mother too. Jaehaerys nodded in understanding. Then, he gently took (Y/N)'s hand. She lifted her head in shock and Jaehaerys managed to see her eyes and see into her soul. And he could tell, her heart was pure. Despite the scrutiny she would face as a bastard child, her heart was true and pure, untainted. He saw the truth in her eyes of (e/c) and knew she was something rare. He then thought back to a dream he had as a young man.
He dreamt of a woman with (h/c) hair wearing a white cloak, bearing the sigil of House Targaryen, holding a sword of Valyrian steel. The woman he dreamt of had been stood on the walls to the city, her sword soaked in blood, a cut along her face. He remembered how the sun shone behind her as if the gods wanted it. Jaehaerys called this dream, the White Saviour. Because his dream predicted that a warrior would protect the realm. And the courage, truth and purity he saw in the eyes of the woman in his dream was the same as what he saw in this child.
Jaehaerys straightened up and looked at the court. "I have decided that (Y/N) Waters shall be honoured for saving my grandson. It is my wish, my will and my order that she is to be trained in the ways of a knight," he announced. Everyone gasped. Even (Y/N) was stunned. She becoming a knight?! Trained as one?! But, she was a girl! All around the court, people had different reactions. Baelon and Aemon was surprised, but actually thought it made some form of sense, Viserys was shocked, Daemon found it hilarious that a girl would become a knight and -ultimately- fail, Jocelyn and Rhaenys felt pride that a girl could have the opportunity to prove the norm wrong and somewhere, in the corner of the throne room, Otto Hightower narrowed his eyes at the girl. This wasn't coincidental. Jaehaerys knew something they all didn't. It was clear in the Old King's eyes. That twinkle... something he knew would affect the realm for all eternity...
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Okay, I'll admit, I've been sitting on this idea for a while. So I don't know how many regular updates there will be, but I'm really enjoying writing this. I hope you enjoy it too.
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regal-bones · 12 hours
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Been a while since I’ve posted a big collection of swords in one place - here’s some recent commissions 🗡️🗡️🗡️
you can support me on Patreon for £1 and help me keep making art!
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villiedoom · 10 months
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Tkhorm, a huge black beast and my old good friend, walks in the sunset field ~
Made in Blender.
(This is my original character of my personal story; he is not supposed to represent anything or anyone else and is not allowed to be used in any way)
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faiiryteethh · 2 days
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Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind (1984) dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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probablybadrpgideas · 6 months
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Wizards make all those funny hand gestures because they're selecting the spell from a terrible UI
­The reason spell slots are so limited is because your wizard refuses to buy premium magic.
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Guinevere's wedding dress and chainmail veil in Excalibur 1981
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