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theaestheticmodels · 4 months

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the-mad-duo · 1 year

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This evening, for #weaponcrushwednesday, we ask… What do you get when you take 30 or 40+ year old lower and match it up to a much more recently built 11.5 inch upper? This. You get this. Then add in a @HoloSun #AEMS in a factory lower-3rd cowitness mount and some @Streamlightinc light/ IR goodness, and season with a @magpul stock and a padded Vickers sling from @blueforcegear. Wank sock not included (that’s stashed in a dedicated @agilitetactical #danglerpouch.) This blaster might not be as slick or cool as what some social media try-hards post, but we like it. And the giggle switch on it is almost as fun as your mom’s. #gunsofinstagram #igmilitia #gunsofinstagram #selectfire#breachbangtribe #nosafequeens 🎩/ 🪖 tip: @phalanx50 … https://www.instagram.com/p/CnBevjNgNsk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#weaponcrushwednesday #aems #danglerpouch #gunsofinstagram #igmilitia #selectfire #breachbangtribe #nosafequeens

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endivinity · 1 year

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babby

#i aem the size of. 1 nuke #bumpercar kitten is SO important #full of soup #deathclaw #fallout #fallout 4 #kullen art

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fernsnailz · 1 year

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cannot sleep. team dark comic

#i aem going to bed now <3 goodnite #sth #team dark #fern's sketchbook #🦔🦇🤖

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aem-ol · 9 months

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I saw the meme and thought abt their dynamic

#my mc can be really dumb sometimes lmaoo #and i guess cove just goes along with it #cove holden #our life #our life beginnings & always #olba #mc #ft. my mc winnie #my art #aem does art

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pieceofmindguns · 2 years

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#fullautofriday w the honey badger and sugar weasel brothers from @unpossible_by_q #pieceofmindguns #pieceofmind #liveqordie #qtangclan #honeybadgersd #hbsd #sugarweasel #sugarweaselupper #reptiliacorp #aimpoint #holosun #509t #aems #lancersystems #radianweapons #truenorthconceptsllc #trashpanda #thunderchicken #nfa #stampgang #silencershop #silencershopdealer (at Utah) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ceo6eVluugq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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3-aem · 3 months

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my work is not ai. nor is it stolen or copied.

you can very clearly see my brush strokes and even my line art shows through my pieces. starting recently i have begun providing recordings of my progress. i have been more proactive with providing references where notable. i have consulted with various artists through the years. i know i do not do anything other artists don’t and this is more than what most artists offer regularly.

i have felt the impacts of these repeated allegations on the engagement of my works. i feel defeated knowing there are people who without considering the sources blindly believe accusations. i feel defeated knowing it does not matter how hard i work on my pieces, it does not change things. it has become difficult for me to draw recently without getting extremely upset. it has been difficult for me to speak up without being struck down, in bad faith.

it is incredibly unfair that i must continue to put up with this while witnessing how the internet has been embracing other artists who were caught copying or are secretly using ai in their process.

i am angry. i blame this wholly on nk: unlimitedhollow. when you spread those lies on twtter based on scarce speculative evidence, when you deliberately misquoted me and ignored my evidence of accountability, you were actively trashing someones hobby and joy in bad faith. i believe you must have personal issues to resolve. but your choice to then take it out on me and warp the reality of the situation to paint me in such a negative light was wrong. to crawl into my messages asking to talk and then not follow up was pathetic.

#delete later #ive berated myself incessantly this past year for my mistakes #and it took seeing how ambivalent the internet was to other artists making the same mistakes #to realize i just hate myself as much as the haters do #3aem #3-aem

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autumnillustration · 4 months

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"They say she threw herself from the highest tower of Driftmark. They say she did it to chase her father into the Seven Hells. Rumour thought it an act driven by the guilt of having maimed her youngest uncle.

Gossip even stretched to blatant falsehoods: as reparation for his blinding, Laenys Velaryon had been betrothed to him—why wouldn't she want to escape such a fate?

It goes without saying that if that'd been true, he would have done everything in his power to keep her safe. The loss of his eye was inconsequential next to the loss of her."

the drowned dragon

#i am still on my HotD nonsense #with Laen and Aem as my muses #laenys velaryon (oc)#aemond targaryen #the drowned dragon #house of the dragon #asoiaf #illustration #art #fanart #artists on tumblr

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aemasca · 1 year

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Fairy ✨

#pixel art #pixel #my art #fairy #oc #Aem does art

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thedeadthree · 19 days

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THE SUN ON YOUR FACE ON YOUR SHOULDERS ITS GOLDEN MOUTH WHISPERING (SO IT SEEMS) YOU! YOU! YOU! — 𝐂𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑. 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟. (x)

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 (ask to be added or removed or interact 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!): @griffin-wood, @queennymeria, @nightbloodbix, @anoras, @leviiackrman, @aezyrraeshh, @marivenah, @risingsh0t, @avallachs, @full---ofstarlight, @unholymilf, @statichvm, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @alltoowelltv, @lavampira, @adelaidedrubman, @grapecaseschoices, @shellibisshe, @carlosoliveiraa, @carrionsflower, @cloudofbutterflies92, @kyber-infinitygems, @pinkfey, @celticwoman, @florbelles, @shadowglens, @yharnams

#a little warm up for starting the treat asks today and !!!!!!! in honor of season four filming day hehe i bring cy cy 🥀😌#filming starts today teehee cant wait to lose it again hehehehee <33 #(which i am still taking btw if yall would like one !! <3)#oc: cythia vassermiller #the witcher oc #leg.ocs #leg.edits #*ocedit #*myedits #empires delight light of the flame princess in chains you’ll always be loved by meeee !!!!!!#i am slow as snails but i at LASTT finished last wish recently and i am on blood of elves now EEEEEK #at that point she’s in her planning stages of her rebellion with m/aecht and g/eso and etc HEHE #the one where she was more so REALLY just for reasons of her own that she masks as an uprising 🥀😵‍💫#we love a girlboss girlfailure or something!! *wheeze* 💀#there’s more to it like she poses as the knight commander there’s a confrontation that ends in the ‘death’ of that knight #in order to prevent the knowledge of her identity AND in learning her reasons for getting into things #(yk hey eat my shorts for i mean aem faked HER death but as far as cy was concerned he may have indirectly had a hand :’))#but that’s spoilers for the fic so ill leave at that teehee <3 anyway i hope u all are well !!!!!!!#her and emmy won’t leave my head the brainworms are always brainworming ig!!!!!

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minteaspoon · 1 year

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The Tides’ Captain

sad implied lucemond:(

IMPORTANT NOTE: THIS FIC INCLUDES TEEN PREGNANCY!!!! LUKE IS 15 AT THE START OF THIS FIC, SO VERY UNDERAGE!!!! DNI IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS TOPIC!!!!

a/n: Luke has a son out of wedlock (it’s definitely Aemond’s), and is thus shamed and exiled by his family (with great hesitation and protest from Rhaenyra and Corlys’ side of the family, but is celebrated by the Greens)

Also, how Luke got pregnant will be up to interpretation (I personally say there’s no explanation for it, it just happened and is a complete surprise to everyone involved, which would bring potentially unhinged shenanigans and that thought is hilarious to me)

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It had been six months.

Six months since Luke was found to be with child.

Six months since Luke was found out to have been bedded before marriage.

Six months since Luke had been put in front of the court and shamed.

Six months since Luke had been exiled from Westeros.

It had been six months since he’s bedded him.

The damn bastard didn’t even own up to it! But what should he have expected, with his reputation as a mutilator of kin and a bastard spawn. Tis only fair a bastard birth a bastard - at least, in the eyes of the court, and to the one he gave his maidenhood to.

The brunette even had to abandon Arrax, and was given no dragon egg to gift to his child. Something he knows the Hightowers and their allies celebrated.

Luke had sailed across the sea after hitching a ride with sailors who took pity on the poor lad. They did whatever they could to help accommodate him; fed him, sheltered him, told him stories and taught him song and dance and fishing. And in return, the exiled prince helped in whatever chores he was able.

He grew to care and love his sailor family, and they saw him as one of their own. They had even given him a new name - Prim Carlisle of the Tidefall Ship, Pearl of its crew. Luke’s little one was even given options for names by his found family; Pitt, Ervin, Arwen, Mittie, Eula, Matildah… He was leaning into naming the child either Tidus for a boy, or Joanna for a girl.

The crew had even given him his own weapon, in case he ever needed to fight alongside them - though they promise he needn’t have to, as they’d never let a pregnant fellow do heavy work, and they’ll do whatever it takes to make sure he never has to see, hear or commit any violent act. When Prim saw the dagger, he knew immediately what to name the silver blade melded into a dark hilt with small gems molded onto it - Tidal. His family laughed and teased him for such a corny name, but he stuck by it.

Before he knew it, six months had passed by, then seven, then eight and finally, he was in his last month of pregnancy. And before he knew it, he met his son; Tidus. His hair was of his mother, brown curls that framed his chubby and red face, but his eyes - they were purple.

Got something from his father, hm?

The bitter thought flew in his mind, as he smiled bitterly at his sleeping son. His birth wasn’t easy - it took Prim two days to get him out, and he had to be moved from the ship to land for proper care and assistance, as the sea is no place for anyone to give birth in. The trek to land helped in positioning Tidus correctly, so the last few moments of his birth was a success. And most importantly, Luke…Prim didn’t have to be cut open.

For a solid three months, Prim and his crew stayed on the island to rest from the chaos of birth, and the celebration of a new member of their family. After their rest, they set out yet again, this time, with even more cherished cargo with them - a child and a few girls of the island willing to come aboard and travel with Prim’s family, to help with medicine, organizing and with basic household - shiphold- chores.

Once again, Prim’s family was expanding. A few years evidently pass by, and Tidus was now three, while Prim was now eighteen. It has been three years since he last step foot on Westerosi grounds, since he had last sailed Westerosi waters, since he had last flown on Arrax in Westerosi skies. Prim was a far better sailor than he was three years prior - he was no longer seasick on deck, he knew the ropes, knew how to navigate the seas, knew how to chart and read the weather, knew how to use the stars in his predictions, and he knew how to sail and fish and hunt and lead.

When the captain of the Tidefall Ship fell to a sickness one day while they anchored on a small island, he named Prim the next captain once he hit the bucket. And when he did, his last will and command was effective immediately.

At first, Prim didn’t know if he had the ability to become captain, but with his crew’s help and his son’s encouragement, he became a feared and respected leader of a band of skilled, resourceful and “no-good” sailors under the moniker Prim Carlisle, “The Mermaid”.

It was only another three years later, when Prim and Tidus freshly turned twenty one and six respectively, did Prim decide to finally settle down somewhere cozy and quiet, where it would only be Prim and Little Tidus. When he dropped the news to his crew, they immediately went into hysterics, and immediately said they’ll settle down with him as well - though, with some prodding from Prim, they continued on their voyages, with Prim’s second in command as the new captain.

After a few weeks at sea, mapping out potential places of note good for a single parent and their child, Prim settled on a valley surrounded by wildlife and mountains and cliffs, with a meadow in the middle full of flowers with space large enough for a farm, cabin and animals.

The crew promised to come visit with gifts and trinkets and anything the father-son duo could need, and Prim held them to the promise.

Prim and Tidus lived in relative peace together in their little corner of personalized heaven. They had a cabin full of comfortable crafts by Prim and Tidus, alongside being decorated with presents from their family. They had a farm with two cows, five chickens and three sheep. They had growing crops of all kinds, as they were given many seeds by their crew to start out with. Not only that, but the girls had even given and taught him how to make the most of what little one might have during the weeks leading up to his and Tidus’ settlement.

Life was perfect for the father-son duo.

Until it wasn’t.

It wasn’t long until they hear rumors from travelers about a war brewing in Westeros, a war between family - a dance of dragons. Each side had been looking for dragon seeds to hatch and claim dragons for their side, and their reach had far extended past even the Free Cities. Prim knew better than to get involved - especially with his former family, so he made precautions to barricade both the obvious and inobvious entrances to his valley, and hid him and his child away from the skies. Only his crew knew their whereabouts, and how to get in and out.

However, these measures weren’t enough to keep him safe from someone who was desperate to get him back despite the years, and despite the fact that he never owned up to his part as Tidus’ father.

Above Prim, during a night of chill and snow, as a white and thick blanket of white coats the lands, he hears a roar that brings shivers down his spine. Clutching his crying son to his chest, who was scared for him and his mother in front of the green beast above them, in one hand while on the other, he holds his dagger - Tidal, Prim looks up and gazed past the hulking mass of flesh and scales -

And makes eye contact with a desperate, relieved and grieving violet eye.

#lucemond #lucemond imagine #lucerys velaryon x aemond targaryen #aemond x lucerys #lucerys valeryon #aemond targaryen #aemond messed up #as per usual #luke doesn’t forgive easily - if not at all #he’s going to hold how bad he was treated above Aem’s head #man just wants to be left alone living his best cottagecore life with his son #tidus is a young luke 2.0 #he will get violent if necessary #learned from his mama after all:)

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corviids · 7 months

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modern aemond having absolutely zero rizz so his idea of flirting with luke is “your hips make you look very fertile” and staring at him aggressively from across a room

#luke (a man): thanks aem

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yaeyato · 2 months

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