#princess and knight wip

[rinisdrawing]

royal au ft. the sb kids! ✨ (wip)

#fnaf #fnaf fanart #fnaf security breach #fnaf ruin #wip #i’ve had this royal concept for sb since march 2022 but i didn’t really delve into it until ruin!! #i saw many similarities between princess quest and ruin #hence the idea of cassie as the golden princess and gregory as the sorcerer prince! #greg was originally a prince in my concepts from last year; i just added sorcerer recently based on ggy lore #i also ran a poll on twt and ig on greg’s role and the other option was knight!! #so for anyone who wants to see knight greg don’t worry i’ve got plans to make knight greg sketches :)

[poyostar]

I swear on my life its a sketch

idk what came over me but, it made me super productive so fuck it we ball (:

i do wanna color it in at some point cause i'm so proud of how it looks already aaaaa 😭😭😭

#poyostar's silly art gallery #metapeach #wip in the works 💔 #princess peach #meta knight

[writerfae]

Oh! I forgot! (Though, you probably have a fact about this already but) to what extent do Callan's healing abilities work? How much can he heal?

Also, i don't really know how to phrase this, but i know since the moon goddess saved him he is technically a god chosen (i think you said this before). Has the moon goddess contacted him since then or is there some connection between them (i really don't know how to word this 🙈🤣)

Callan+ moon =?🤣

Callan’s healing ability can mainly help with outer injuries. He can heal cuts or even sword wounds, all things people get from being harmed by other people (maybe there’s a relation there?). He cannot cure diseases or poisoning.

His ability is not known to him nor anyone else, he only used his power once (with no one noticing).

His powers are also depending on strong emotions. So when someone he loves gets injured and he gets scared for them, that’s most likely to activate his powers.

I did say that! Callan has a sort of connection to the moon goddess due to his birth story. To wild fae standards, he could be considered god-chosen, since the goddess decided to save him.

He has her blessing, she’s looking down at the child she saved with great benevolence, or so people say. She’s not talking or actively communicating with him or something like that though.

He prays to her, like all his people do, though to him his prayers and talks to her are a bit more personal. He’s most devoted to her, out of the gods (he was after all not only saved by her but also born on her holiday). As a boy he served and learned at the temple.

He had dreams of her sometimes, but that very rare. She’s also more likely to “answer” his prayers.

I have always associated Callan with the moon. Even before the story about the moon goddess saving him as a baby (he does originate from my moonshine prince after all). Him having a connection to the moon goddess felt natural, it fits his character well. Callan is like a moon to his people. And to me 😌

#fun fact Callan’s entire character is inspired by Princess Yue from avatar the last airbender #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[socialprawn]

post rose agape after finding a faraway tree to gush about alistair in solitude

#agape amell #wip #yes #i decided to spam u guys with half baked gudness gomenasai #art tag! #she is a DEEP ROMANTIC she wrote romance novels in the tower #between a princess and a knight i dont remember the knights name but his horse was DIVINE RASHVINE #alistair is her KNIGHT <3

[nizaen]

working on an idea ive had in my head for a while :)

#art #wip #philodendron white knight babbyyyyy #AND #who’s that??? #a PINK PRINCESS?!!? !!?

[mermaidgirl30]

It’s like Facebook knows I’m writing about knight! Joel in Ireland 😩

#joel miller #joel miller wip #its coming #knight! joel #princess au

[encrucijada]

it is within the timeline's bounds for me to make maripaz autistic about bbc merlin and the legend of zelda

#WE NEED TO GET MARIPAZ A WII SHE HAS TO PLAY TWILIGHT PRINCESS #you think her brother let her play ocarina of time and majora's mask.... #i can make maripaz autistic about majora's mask #princess and knights fantasy becoming maripaz's special interest in home habitat.... #wait omg i can make her an arthuriana girlie. she loved sword in the stone the disney movie probably #i'm gonna research the arthurian cycle for maripaz 💀 #pia.txt #( wip ) bb&gg

[raven-sng]

KiaMei Week 2022 Day 5: Royalty "You've fought well, my knight"

#I had absolutely no brain power to draw anything new #so here's an old WIP #Continuation of that old princess and knight AU #Honkai Impact 3rd #hi3 #KiaMeiWeek2022 #KiaMei Week 2022 #Kiana Kaslana #Raiden Mei #Fu Hua #KiaMei #MeiKia #FuKiMei #if you squint

[ofmermaidstories]

Sir Iida rescues a (normal, uncursed) frog in the barrack gardens, and realises a few things.

#BUT ITS OVERRR #AND UR DRIVING MEEE HOMEEE #AND IT KINDAA COMESS OUTTT #AS I GET OUT TO GOOOO #ofmermaidsdoodles #someone stop me or this will be my next WIP 😔 #this stupid AU needs a name #IM MAD #IM MAD IM ATTACHED #the knight the princess and the frogs

[seas-of-silver]

WIP - His Princess and Her Knight

Hey @jjuuppiter, a little while back, you gave me permission to write a story based on your art:

Unfortunately I've been having a rough time over the past year or so, so not much writing for the story was done over that time, but I've been working on it recently and want to show you a bit of what I've got!

[Context: Ms Bustier has set them a group assignment to present something from their past that's shaped them into who they are today. Alya, Nino, Marinette and Adrien are a group together and decide to head to Marinette's place first after school to look at baby photos and content. Nino also went to the same preschool as Marinette.]

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Just as Adrien opened the photo album, already cooing at the adorable photo of a toddler Marinette posing like a star for the camera at the beach, Madam Cheng returned.

‘I knew I had these lying around somewhere!’ she exclaimed as she approached them. ‘This is a box where I had saved of some of Marinette’s first pieces of art that Tom and I could see identifiable shapes and figures-’ she put the shoe box in the middle of the coffee table in front of them, ‘-and this is the journal the educators put together about Marinette’s learning experiences in preschool - considering you two went to the same preschool, I thought this might be a good place to look.’

‘I’ll take that!’ Alya declared with a grin, dumping the heavy photo album back into Marinette’s arms and relieving Madam Cheng of the A3 book. ‘I can’t wait to see what you two got up to as little munchkins.’

Marinette rolled her eyes good naturedly at Alya’s antics as Madam Cheng chuckled. With a parting “let us know if you kids need anything”, Madam Cheng left them to their own devices.

Adrien found himself just as curious about Marinette’s preschool adventures as Alya clearly did, but the sound of pages turning reminded him of the treasure trove that was the weighty album on his lap, so he contented himself with the snapshots of toddler Marinette. Each photo or set of photos was accompanied by a line of description and a date. Marinette looked absolutely precious as she was captured pressing a cookie cutter into some sort of dough, looking very determined to do it right. His heart melted when he spotted her in a parent-toddler swimming class, where Mr Dupain was laughing as Marinette’s feet splashed up a storm. He couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of Marinette looking sheepish, covered in paint from head to toe as she was caught “redecorating” the living room walls. What was initially a researching mission turned into sharing photos and excerpts from their books with the group, fawning over the undeniably cute antics of what they had dubbed “baby Mari” - with the frequent appearances of “baby Nino” and “baby Kim” that were mostly found in the journal Alya had.

Adrien was just about to show the group a fun photo where Tom had spiked baby Mari’s hair up into a mohawk during bath time when someone else spoke up first.

‘Damn, Mari, you might have a type,’ Alya murmured.

His curiosity piqued, Adrien leaned over his photo album to peek at the journal - as did Nino and Marinette, prompting Alya to present the double-page spread to the group. The pictures on the pages all featured baby Mari with a blond boy, some included Nino and Kim too, but what caught his attention was the photo of baby Mari, dressed as a princess, kissing the furiously blushing blond knight on the cheek; a blond boy who looked eerily like him.

‘Baby Mari knows how to flirt!’ Alya said, nudging Marinette playfully with her elbow. ‘You should take some notes, girl!’

The group laughed as Marinette lightly swatted Alya’s arm, stating that she wasn’t “that bad…right?”, which only made the four of them laugh harder. Adrien wondered what Marinette flirting would look like, and if she ever got over her stammering and randomly decided to flirt with him using all the confidence and sass he knew she had, Adrien was sure he’d be a goner. No wonder the poor kid was so red.

‘You know,’ Nino said though his laughter, ‘this blond kid sure looks like how I’d imagine Adrien as a kid, don’t you think?’

The observation made the others stop laughing and lean in closer, but Adrien brushed off the idea.

‘It can’t be,’ Adrien said confidently, ‘I don’t even remember going to preschool and neither Mother nor Father made any mention of me attending one. He sure looks like me, but it must be some sort of coincidence, right?’

Alya poured over the pages as Nino and Marinette pulled away from the book and pondered his words, looking unsure, until Alya cried, ‘Holy shit! His name is Adrien, too!’

All four heads immediately moved closer to the book, almost bonking their heads together as they desperately searched the page for his name and- there. There it was.

Princess Marinette thanks her loyal knight, Adrien, with a kiss on the cheek.

‘Oh my god,’ breathed Adrien, not quite believing what was right in front of him. He had always heard stories of people being friends since they were young, and while he had Chloé, a part of him had longed to have met his friends earlier, to have known them longer, and this evidence right in front of him was almost too good to be true.

‘Coincidence, my a- uh, foot,’ Nino said. ‘That’s definitely you.’

‘B-But… how?’ Adrien floundered. ‘How do I not remember this?’

‘Or me?’ Marinette added, frowning at the book. ‘How on earth could I forget meeting Adrien?’

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I hope you like it!!!

Edit: here's part 2!

#jjuuppiter #seasofsilver writes #wip #his princess and her knight #miraculous ladybug #ml #adrienette #adrinette #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #alya cesaire #nino lahiffe #sabine cheng #childhood au #princess and knight au

[notready4disjelly]

WIP

Pardon the chicken scratch I just can’t get the brain rot of this dnd game out of my head so thank you for baring with me.

:Present:

•Eliaha ‘Stowaway’ Cray- Iceholds(the PCs kingdom) Kings best friend and Personal Guard as well as Ex body guard to Princess/SpyMaster of IceHold. |Wood Elf Dark Knight|

:Four Year Time Skip|

•Lady Cray “The Endurer” Royal Ambassador Of The Hurin Concord prime enemy of IceHold.

This is an NPC from my players game of thrones-ish Dnd campaign.

#dnd #dnd art #brain rot #oc #sketch #doodle #Eliaha Stowaway #house cray #dnd home game #dm #knight #princess #⚔️ #art wip #current wip

[krk-wa]

KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS

Couldn't resist myself

#wip #god how i wish he could save me and carried me like a princess #a knight that would save his princess #yagdhsgsdgd #heroic like this has been my type for a long time and seeing him exist makes me madly simp more godd

[poyostar]

it was meant to be a quick thing for fun but now.. i'm putting more thought into it oops hfjhmfcgcgchgc

#poyostar's silly art gallery #wip in the works 💔 #metapeach #princess peach #meta knight #ms paint #why am i doing it in ms paint? who knows LOL #i'm all booped out from today so think of it as a treat dgdbgf #fanart

[writerfae]

Let me tell you, when meeting Talon Ákos would not have the same problem as his sister!

Because here's the thing.

Ákos' way of thinking is very much tied to the stories he reads. You know when someone spends way too much time online? Ákos is that, but with books. He sees the world through that lense.

So when he first sees Talon, this tall, serious man in armor, he thinks that a knight walked out from one of his books. And I know that Hela and Maya are also guards, but Talon has the most classic guard look that a child would notice, I feel. He takes one look at Talon, and he's all over him, asking him questions (because he's Ákos). Among these questions:

" Do you have a magic sword?"

"Have you ever slain a dragon? I hope it was an evil dragon, because otherwise I like dragons"

"Have you ever rescued a princess?"

At the last one Talon glances at Aiden and says:

"Something like that"

And then Ákos learns that he and Aiden like each other, and he gets even more excited:

"Did you rescue him from a tower? Did you use true loves kiss?"

"Boy, do I have some stories for you!"

"Yeey, stories!"

Aiden's just standings there, trying to decide whether to be flattered or offended by being deemed Talon's demsel.

That’s literally so adorable! Talon would be flattered to be seen as a story book knight. Aiden would warn Ákos not to boost Talon’s ego too much since it’s already big enough

I think Aiden being referred to as a damsel in distress would be so funny (I think he’d blush first but still be a bit offended because “do I have to remind you I saved all of you?”).

So is the fact the kid immediately catches on to Talon liking Aiden sure must be embarrassing to be so obvious

#Aiden might not be a princess but he’s close to it xD #and while his sword isn’t magical it still is special #so those sort of check off #Talon didn’t kill a dragon tho and I think he’ll never will #writer speaks #writeblr #wip: the knights of the alder

[automeris-io-moth]

From feathers and thrones

The snow melted on the floor, dripping from the green coat from the girl standing at the door, with eyes inundated in themselves and a stare which could go miles and miles forward, accusingly watching the princess at the eyes, with red hair, burning as brightly as the first time they met, even there, cut unevenly short and as wet as the rest of her.

"Tell me you don't love anymore and I shall leave"

The princess stood there, wordless.

"Tell me you don't love me, Lizzy!" the warrior repeated, drowning the last world as nothing more than a whisper, taking one step forward "Princess Elizabeth" she corrected.

The metallic sound of the sword hitting the floor echoed in the whole room, filling the princess' ears as if hours had passed in it.

"You betrayed me," the princess murmured, eyes filling with tears "the bard of death"

"Don't you dare say such thing" the girl replied "I offered you the very stars, princess, you had... have my heart in a golden plater, and I thought you felt the same"

The princess reached for the warrior's hand, softly grabbing it between hers.

She remembered that touch, felt like a warm river stroking her hair when she lay down on the shore, like the trunk of the highest tree in the forest they used to run away at night, when the guards were dismissed for the evening. Rough hands with the softest grip on her.

The princess knew that even then it would take one simple word, one rapid action to have her lover back, to have all that which memory burnt her soul from yearning. But she would not dare to say those words, not for what her bones ached to pronounce was the one thing which would destroy her life, her family and her very kingdom.

And still.

"But then I wake up to a messenger at my door, telling me that the princess has dismissed me from duty," the girl pulled her hand back "a messenger".

"I..."

"You didn't even had the guts to tell me yourself, so this is your chance, princess, tell me you don't love me anymore"

Paintings of her face, filled entirely by freckles she would take hours to draw one by one, crowded the princess' chambers, late nights with a brush and a quill on her hand, singing the town's songs her lover sang to her at the picnics up in the hills, blurring along the trees and the calm lake water.

She wanted her, craved her and loved her, even there, even then.

But her head had forbade her heart to take a decision.

"You're the right hand of the one leading this revolution" the princess spat, cutting violently her sentence so she wouldn't speak her heart out.

"The people outside are famished, princess, you know that, I know you do, and your father and mother deny them of the riches you don't need"

"You loved all the balls I took you to," the princess said, melancholic.

"I did Lizzy, of course I did. They were beautiful, but the sight of you at the bonfires, giving away your catch to the kids, that was ethereal. You know, they've been asking me about you a lot lately".

"Now that is just plain guilt play"

"Maybe it is," the warrior said, smiling sadly "maybe I don't want to hear that you don't love me anymore, but I need to hear it".

"Robin, where are the guards?" the princess asked, reaching for her once more.

"The war's here"

She knew.

"Your father's been captured, your mother has left."

"I'm suppose then you're here for me."

"I'm here to set myself free from you," the warrior bit out, frowning, almost offended by her words "You're free to go, the carriages your guards set you for your escape are still outside, you well know I wouldn't keep you here against your will."

A step closer made her skin shiver, and tighter grip on her arm made the floor tremble. The warrior's eyes were always on the verge of crying, crystal yellow, owl-like, piercing on the princess's very heart.

She had lost her house for the resistance's familiar faces were already walking around her castle that very morning, smirking and saluting as the hallways filled with their presence. And still she didn't dare to say a thing.

Her warrior smelled like ash and rainwater, like bread and fire. Her warrior smelled like home, which door she dared not to cross for maybe she would not ever want to leave again.

"Please," the warrior said "I need you to say it, just say you don't love me so I can let you go, this is breaking me, princess."

And it was breaking her too, like sharp needles piercing her skin every time her love was put in doubt, but she couldn't dare blame her, she deserved that doubt, she had won it at pulse.

"I love you, Robin," her own heart stopped at those words, her knees trembled lightly "I'm so in love with you that I'm afraid of falling completely and losing my way, that's why the day you told me..."

The warrior's hand held the princess' between them both, the ring she had forged her from the scraps of her own sword's iron was still on her finger.

Silence only interrupted by the creping noise of the candle's fire.

"I couldn't tell you, I wouldn't dare. My brother sent for someone to follow the day we went to the windmill, they, him and my mother threatened to arrest you and stop the founding to the orphanage" she didn't meant for it to sound like an excuse, she knew her wrong and it ached within her like nothing else did "You know my mother can be"

"A damn monster sometimes" Robin completed, nodding, repeating the words she had heard sometime from her lover's own mouth.

Her hand felt warm in a big, cold, white marble room.

"I'm not justifying my actions, I was a coward, I know I've hurt you and I don't deserve nor I expect you forgiveness but I ask you still for it."

She loved her from her very soul, with her skin and by her every word.

The warrior pressed her lips together, waiting for permission to continue, getting it immediately by the shape of a hand in her hips and an open mouth breath.

"Why can't I hate you?" the warrior asked, between kisses.

"Give me a sword."

"I'll give you anything you want, my princess"

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Masterlist

This is an excerpt from a novel I was writing during the pandemic lockdown, this section specifically didn't make it to the final cut, but I thought it was a shame to leave it aside because even though it's been a while I still like it a lot.

I have no idea how to tag this to get some reach because it's not a very popular topic, but if it reaches just one person it's good enough for me.

Bye <3

#princess x knight #short story #my writing #writing wip #writing snippet #wips #snippet #creative writing #novel snippet #novel writing #novel wip #knight x princess #fantasy writing #fantasy #royalty #royalty setting #women with swords #lol that's a tag #love it #wlw #wlw writing #sapphic #lgbt writing

[unicornmanfish]

Color update on my Princess Knight piece. Background will be done eventually.

#princess saphire #princess knight #osamu tezuka #fan art #fanart #wip #work in progress