#lionel

[aerequets]

tactic and strategy by @puolain

#my art #spy x family #loid forger #yor forger #sxf #twiyor #sxf loid #sxf yor #lionel #sxf lionel #sxf fic #spy x family fic #spy x family art

[prisiidon]

New scarf :) feat. @bitterbitter’s zora Leilana! 🐟 Lionel's headfins are flared bc he hap ✨

#i missed Lei and lionfish squad sm #procreate stop blurring my art when i post it challenge #zora oc #botw #tloz #tears of the kingdom #totk #breath of the wild #legend of zelda #art #loz #furry #scalie #aquatic #pri draws #pri posts #lionel

[ecnmatic]

FABBRICANTE DI LACRIME (2024) dir. Alessandro Genovesi.

#headers #movies headers #the tearsmith #fabbricante di lacrime #simone baldasseroni #rigel wilde #caterina ferioli #nica dove #sabrina paravicini #margaret #alessandro bedetti #lionel #roberta rovelli #anna milligan #orlando cinque #norman milligan #the tearsmith headers #fabbricante di lacrime headers #headers without psd #twitter headers #filmedit #tvandfilm #cinematv #moviesedit #netflixedit #netflixdaily #netflix movie

[neverscreens]

— FABBRICANTE DI LACRIME.

Part One, 361 Screencaps.

Part Two, 361 Screencaps.

Part Three, 361 Screencaps.

Like or reblog if it was useful, every interaction shows us that we should keep making screencaps for y'all ♡

#fabbricante di lacrime #fabbricante di lacrime screencaps #the tearsmith #the tearsmith screencaps #simone baldasseroni #rigel wilde #caterina ferioli #nica dove #sabrina paravicini #margaret #alessandro bedetti #lionel #roberta rovelli #anna milligan #orlando cinque #norman milligan #screencaps #theo #screencaps of movies #movies #packs for download #packs #pack of screencaps

[pythiaswine]

SO out of pocket how Human Resources swings between "haha severed penis" to The most Heartbreaking, Gut-Wrenching Realities known to humankind

#human resources #nick kroll #emmy fairfax #pete doheny #rochelle hillhurst #lionel #shame wizard #logic rock #lovebug #hormone monstress #hormone monsters #human resources netflix #big mouth #jennifer flackett #kelly galuska #andrew goldberg #mark levin #emmy human resources #my post

[vintageadsmakemehappy]

1954 Lionel Trains ad

#1954 #Lionel #trains #toys #Christmas #fun #vintageadsmakemehappy #vintage magazine #vintage advertising #magazine #advertising #1950s #50s

[alternate-triforce]

Alternate Triforce, Chapter 3 Page 36

goodbye, king lionel, we knew you for four pages

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#zelda #lionel #ganon #loz au #alternate triforce #legend of zelda #chapter 3

[herzspalter]

Fuck it, OC Charm

After request to do so and also because I just think it's fun, I'm making some OC charms! First of is Lionel from my comic The Devil's Favourites !

Gonna sell him at Herofest 2023 in October and will put him online afterwards!

#Lionel #gore #angel #I guess #OC #my art #The Devil's Favourites #my comic #original character #merch #ehehhe

[operagroove]

Everyday I wake up and think about Bors being devastated by his brothers corpse (which is a trick from the devil), and Lionel doesn’t even know about it, so when Lionel is pissed at Bors, Bors is just so confused and hurt. They are SICKENING they love each other so much. They’re killing each other. The brothers of all time, truly.

#tw blood #arthuriana #bors #lionel #my art

[ironirma103]

Shonks and trains 2

#model trains #toys #vintage #1950s #lionel #american flyer #shark #blahaj #blåhaj

[footicons]

lionel messi icons 🏆

#icons world cup #fc barcelona #barcelona icons #barça icons #barcelona #argentina icons #leo messi #lionel #lionel messi #messi #messi icons #goat icons #lionel messi edits #psg icons #messi edits #argentina world champion #messi world champion #messi world cup #messi argentina #lionel messi argentina #lio messi #lionel messi campeon #messi campeon #messi champion

[queer-ragnelle]

Lionel for vulgate passage he's so imporant to me

Lancelot Part I: Lionel and Bors Are Taken to the Lake to Live with Lancelot

And you, my friend, get a special addition. Here's an illumination of Saraide riding away with Lionel and Bors (after she transforms them back into boys).

Send me a character and I'll reply with a Vulgate passage!

#arthurian legend #arthurian legends #arthuriana #arthurian mythology #arthurian literature #lionel #bors #sir lionel #sir bors #vulgate #the vulgate #vulgate cycle #quotes #illuminated manuscript #illuminated manuscripts #ask #sanddef

[prisiidon]

Eeby cheeby line up of all my zoras so far 🧡some go back to 2017! this isn’t height accurate dfgdfG. More deets on them on toyhou.se! 🐟 Dw my seamonster zora are gonna get their own lineup eventually >:)

#zora oc #loz #tloz #legend of zelda #botw #totk #tears of the kingdom #scalie #furry #zora #pri draws #pri posts #my ocs #leo #kahn #lionel #byers #prin #niles

[good-jobber]

Subdued.

#Krushco #Krush #lionel #flash #choke play #gay wrestling #submission wrestling

[fcbarcelonaa]

Messi and Neymar. 🫂

#fcb #fcblive #fc barca #fc barcelona #forcabarca #visca barca #visca el barça #Barcelona #barca #culers #cule #cules #Messi #Leo #leo messi #Lionel #lionel messi #neymar #neymar jr #ney #jr #lm10 #tbt

[sanddef]

How Sir Lancelot met with King Arthur and Sir Gawain, and how war was decided.

1522 words

“Which of you did it?”

The hall went silent. The drab colors of a dove make the thing blend into the background. Perfectly still, break the silhouette, it becomes just another piece of noise. Gawain, in plain clothes, without his armor or family colors, was pulling off a similar effect. Like a nervous bird, he twitched in place, cocked his head. Lancelot would have thought he was nervous, that is, if his eyes weren’t so deadly focused. 

Arthur, to his credit, cleared his throat, seeming to regret taking the man with him. Tensions were high enough, what with his former champion and wife sitting across the table. “Gawain, this isn’t for-”

“I want to know,” Gawain cut him off. The fire crackled, a log fell sending a gust of embers up into the air. The damned castle just wouldn’t get warm. Lancelot had done all he could and still, the cold seemed to leak through every stone.

Was Joyous Gard ever befitting of its name? Perhaps once. Perhaps Lancelot would be too young to remember. Had Arthur ever been here in its heyday? Did he sit at Lancelot’s father’s table, share a story and good food and drink? Did Gawain? Young, reckless, brimming with energy that time hadn’t quite tempered but reshaped into something versatile and sharp. A hook that Lancelot felt in his heart now, Gawain’s eyes hadn’t left him since he had arrived. 

Lionel’s hand was on his sword. For all Lancelot’s pleading, he would not be persuaded to maintain the illusion of a peaceful meeting. Bors had conceded to him, but said he would be looking for the first sign of trouble.

“At the very least, I will protect your queen.”

Yes. A queen of very little now, but Lancelot’s queen always and forever. Lancelot and his kin finally stepped into their long-neglected kingships, and the phrase King Lancelot seemed foreign on his tongue. At the very least Arthur looked uncomfortable saying it.

“I want to know which of you killed my brothers,” Gawain repeated, was never one to back down.

“Does that really matter?” Arthur’s voice rang hollow now. The years were starting to catch up to him.

“I think it matters.” Gawain looked at Guinevere, Bors, Lionel, Lancelot. “I think my brothers were about the only thing in the world that mattered and I want to know which of you killed them. I want to know whose sword, whose hands.”

“Mine.” Lancelot spoke before Lionel could stop him, “Gawain- I’m sorry. If I had recognized them I wouldn’t have.”

“If you had recognized them it wouldn’t have mattered.” Gawain hissed, “Brave Sir Lancelot, dear agent of chivalry, my little Gareth would never raise a sword against you. I know he didn’t.”

Lancelot didn’t look at Bors, but he felt his eyes on him. The whole event was a blur, Lancelot honestly couldn't remember a thing. Bors had told him that the boy had nearly cut his arm off and Bors defended himself. This was just before he had informed him that he was dead. 

Lancelot didn’t care if he believed him. Gareth was dead regardless.

Arthur seemed to be losing hope that this diplomatic mission would do anything to prevent outright war. He let Gawain speak.

“Agravain hated you, Lancelot, I suppose you took your revenge on him. Or was it one of your kin? Indeed, I imagine neither of them have hands as unclean as yours.” Gawain’s eyes landed on Guinevere, “And all this for you, my lady. I pray to God nobody ever loves me that much.”

Guinevere looked him dead on. Lancelot hoped it was just nerves making his heart beat that way.

“You’ll turn to war, prince of Orkney? Gawain, people are going to die.” She said.

He opened his mouth to respond. Arthur stepped in, seeming relieved to get a word in edgewise, “I fail to see any other option. You kill my kin, steal my wife, I would be a fool not to respond.”

“We have nothing to offer you in recompense.” Lionel spoke up, “Everything we had was yours. Everything we have now I would rather not give up, especially if you can’t keep your nephew on a leash.”

Gawain snarled, pushing his chair back from the table, “You’re happy to say that armed, aren’t you?”

Lionel shrugged and didn't waver. Despite years of bad blood between the two men, Lionel was one of the few people Gawain could never manage to faze. Lancelot respected him for it. 

“We’re in exile.” Bors said, “Surely that’s enough. We’ll never bother you again.”

“And l just go home and tell my baby brother that our family died for nothing?” Gawain was shaking, Lancelot had never seen him so unraveled. “Damn you all. I’ll see you on the field. This doesn’t end until one of us is dead, Lancelot.”

He stormed out of the room, knocking over a chair and slamming the door as he left. Lancelot knew he wouldn’t wait for anyone, would mount Gringolet and be halfway back to Camelot in a day. He would begin rallying the troops, his golden tongue wouldn’t fail him there, and by the time Arthur returned the decision would have been made.

What a farce. War was certain the moment Guinevere was put at the stake.

Arthur just sat, looking down at the table. He hadn’t flinched when Gawain stood. He was not even particularly bothered by the way the decision had been made; waves of fate just swept him this way and that. No amount of plotting could prevent providence. The waves had delivered Mordred to safety long ago.

“Arthur, are you alright?” Guinevere asked, her face softened.

“I was just thinking how long it’s been since outright war.” Arthur said, gesturing to the empty space Gawain left behind, “How last time I was only a child. Allied with your fathers, against his. Old Bors and Ban, I pray they don’t see us now.”

“Has it really come to this?” Lancelot asked. He wasn’t expecting an answer. Hector would be finished taking inventory in an hour, the letters would be sent out, alliances made, and resources collected. Lancelot would lead his men into battle and hopefully never meet Arthur’s eyes again.

“I pray I don’t see you out there.” Arthur said, thinking the same way. “I pray if we must die, it would be a stray arrow, a squire’s javelin. I’m too old and tired to fight a former friend.”

“I don’t want to fight Gawain.” Lancelot said, thinking of the sword he had left in his room. He knew Gawain was well aware of the inscription on the hilt. Based on how he was acting, he didn’t seem to care.

“I know you love him.”

“Of course I love him.” Lancelot said, “Most of us in this room love him.”

“It’s remarkable,” Bors said, leaning back, “That you should continue loving one who hates you so grievously.”

“No amount of hate could make me stop loving him.”

The streams of Logres rushed by, interrupted by the striking of hooves. A still lake’s surface rippled. Waves at Orkney’s shore beat on. Somewhere, Rome was falling. Morgause’s two remaining sons would be deputies, and war would be at France’s borders in a matter of days. For all Lancelot knew, Mordred was already preparing.

Arthur finally stood, like an old, brittle tree, he had been hollowed out, but would quietly wait for his final storm. He looked to Guinevere, she looked back at him.

“I won’t be seeing you again.” He said, “You were a good queen.”

“But not a good wife. You were a good friend.” She replied.

Arthur smiled drily. “Lancelot, you would do well to take her advice. She knows the field well. I will miss having her as counsel.”

Once upon a time, Guinevere had been raised to be a king too. It was easy to forget until her expertise was needed.

“I have preparations to make. I’ll need to fill your seats at the table.” Arthur thought out loud, before wincing. The irony of having to take his pick from the Queen’s Knights wasn’t lost on him.

He left without another word. Seems the time for courtly pleasantries is finally over.

Bors touched Lancelot’s shoulder until he looked at him, “Do you think he hates us?”

Lionel snorted, “He has every reason to.”

“He just seemed- well he’s an odd sort.”

“It doesn’t really matter.”

“He does.” Guinevere broke in. “He’s never been the type to show it.”

“Not like Gawain.” Lionel said, “He’s going to give us trouble, that witch’s son.”

“He’s not going to poison us.” Lancelot said, “He would want to fight me.”

Bors frowned, “Even though he knows-”

“It doesn’t matter to him whether he lives or dies.” Lionel’s eyes widened in realization, “Dear lord.”

Leagues away, Gawain was riding. The scar at the back of his neck ached. It might be time to retire the sword and return to his weapon of choice; take the green axe off the mantle. To hell with what it symbolized, Gawain wanted something heavy. Besides, shame and pride mean nothing to a dead man. 

#arthuriana #gawain #lancelot #arthur #bors #lionel #my writing #guinevere #she is trans btw #I mixed the vulgate and le morte and other things probably sorry if thats confusing! Also some things come from my Brain #this started when I found out that its indeterminant who actually killed gareth #Also peep arthur opting for war instead of allowing gawain to do a one on one lol #you're not innocent in this old man