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saint-nevermore · 1 year
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biblically accurate jabberwock
original design for my fantasy headworld, not for use in other projects
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the-common-cowgirl · 1 month
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Chapter 1 - Intro
Pairings: Aemond Targaryen x OFC (Anikyra Targaryen)
Summary: The Peaceful King Viserys hears word of a Targaryen Princess that resides in the broken stronghold of Valyria; which has since become an immature kingdom after of the doom befell their land. Feeling the tension between his house and believing the long night may soon come, Viserys proposes a betrothal between the Valyrian Princess and his second son, Aemond Targaryen, believing his daughter’s prophetic dream that the child born of this union will become the prince that was promised.
Warnings (Ch. specific): Mentions of murder and usurpation.
Word Count: 1600
A/N: AHA! First chapter of this rework done! Probably going to work on finishing The Lost Children after this unless this gets a lot of attention lol.
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Dawn awakened over the vast land that once was the great stronghold of Valyria; now an emerging kingdom over the broken land. The red, hot sun greeted her on the east side of her balcony and the beautiful, bright rays danced along the pale, blue water of the sea that faced her to the south. The large, shiny, black castle, mounted on the side of a great mount of stone and soot, stood tall above the city. She could see the hustle of morning coming and goings of the smallfolk below her who now resembled crawling ants. She often sat high above them on warm dawns with her tea, wondering if, although their lives were harsh and rough, were they simpler? Were those people below her free in the choices they made or were they too, confined to a blind duty born of their station? Did they have autonomy over their beating hearts or were they too a prisoner in their own personal hell? 
She doubted it.
 She heard a door open in the distance behind her and knew her handmaiden was coming to ready her; she also knew the handmaiden would be bearing news in which she dreaded. News of the scheming of the King of Valyria and another King of a distant land. News that would be comparable to news of her own execution; at least, in her mind. She did not want to hear it but she knew it would come regardless of her wishes. So, she decided to muster up her courage, to take her cup with now cool tea and walk into her bedchambers to hear if this was the news her handmaiden would be bearing.
“Princess, a messenger has sent word that the Targaryens of Westeros have embarked on their journey here.”
The ‘False Targaryens’ you mean. 
She all but slammed her cup on a table, nearly breaking the fragile porcelain, angered by the audacity of these Westerosi to come here and believe they have any sort of claim to what was once their homeland. A homeland they were exiled from when Aenar defiled the name “Targaryen '' by gambling his riches awash then trying to make good on his debts by stealing his elder brother’s, Aelys Targaryen, dragon eggs. Aelys should have not only exiled him, but executed him. No, her ancestor, Aelys, allowed his brother to be exiled comfortably with his family, a dragon and a handful of eggs. After the doom befell Valyria,  all the dragons fell from the sky, burning from the outside in, and Aelys’ only daughter requested help from the Westerosi. She asked for Aenar to bring his dragons and help what remained of the dragonlords escape the wrecked ruins of what was their home. Aenar responded with a simple “Nyke ivestragon Aelys hen bisa vejes” [I tell Aelys of this doom].  So, desperate for help and to save the remains of her people, she took it upon herself as the last highborn blood of the dragonlords alive, she turned to head to Asshai…and the Taragryens rose from the ashes…without the help of the last of their kin.
“Princess?” Her handmaiden approached lightly and slowly; holding out her hand as if she were approaching a deadly beast that needed to sniff her first to know she’s not a threat.
“Yes, Tiah. I understand the words you spoke. I know they are coming. I’d be more content today if you chose to not speak of it. Is that understood?” She snapped with an edge to her voice she wasn’t intending upon. Realizing she was staring harshly toward her handmaiden, she softened her stance slightly and turned away to hide the outburst; lip twitching with residual anger.
 Tiah, she thought, only a year older than I but such a meek and foolish girl still. 
Her handmaiden took two steps back briskly. She held her head down and hands clasped behind her back. “Yes, your Grace. I will not speak further about them.” Like an obedient dog. 
The Princess, overcome with emotion of anger she did not want to process nor dim, yet also, feeling the need to apologize to her poor handmaiden who was only doing her duty in informing Princess of the updates that the walls of the castle echoed, decided to walk out to the balcony again instead of apologizing for her misdirected anger. 
Tiah is not the enemy here. Keep your head clear. Breathe. 
 After some time, the Princess decided to walk back into her bedchambers yet again, call upon her handmaiden, and ask for help dressing in a gown. She did not care which gown her handmaiden decided to pick, as long as it was light in this warming daylight and allowed her to breathe unrestrictedly. The day was hot and will grow hotter as the sun crawls higher into the sky. Tiah picked a thin silken gown that would allow her to stroll the castle on this day of summer without becoming faint. Emerald green silk with gold filigree embroidered on the sleeves and either side of her torso. It showed off a hint of her collarbone and she decided that it was an acceptable amount of skin to show to court. The Princess’ left hand slid along her exposed collarbone. Slender fingers caressing her soft skin. 
I will not become some broodmare for a false dragon. She reminded herself in the mirror. I am the true daughter of Valyria. The last true dragon of Valyria and I will not let the false Targaryens of Westeros feast upon my body with their eyes. I will not bend, nor will I break. 
 She thought of her mother and how she did not bend, nor break to her father’s whims. The beautiful “Light of Valyria” remained gentle but firm in her hold of power. How her mother loved her father deeply but it was her who sat the throne. How her father helped raise Valyria from the ruins and strengthened their fledgling kingdom, his duty born purely out of the love he held for her mother. Despite all of their love, duty, and power, they only produced a single child. One daughter. 
Naturally, being the “First Child of Valyria,” she would be the heir uncontended; free to marry whomever she wanted, regardless of status or power. If only the natural order of things were so easy to abide by. 
The day they revolted against her father, the King Consort, she had viewed her mother’s face for the first time for who she truly was: a monster. Only a monster would sentence their true love to death. Only a monster would marry the man who usurped her father’s place and allow him to stand beside her throne as her new King Consort. Only a monster would lie with the man who murdered her only child’s father and only a monster would give birth to the most precious being in this world. 
Her younger sister. Only four years younger but still so very wise and kind. The only person in this world whom Anikyra has ever had to love and cherish. The only one who had ever claimed to love her and didn’t abandon her for the sweet taste of death. The young Princess Scilia was the very image of their mother. Pale hair, purple eyes, touched by the dawn and the light above. She always wore light colors as well; an homage to her mother. The elder sister sometimes even thought that Scilia was the Sun itself; especially when times were dark and cruel. Many referred to the young Princess as “The Light Princess.” 
Those very people had a similar name for the elder Princess. A name she did not care to refute as she knew the truth in it. When she was born, in the month of the Sapphire, her father was so happy his child would carry a reminder of him, regardless how small. The midwives called it “touch of dark.” Her mother called it “soul of the dragon.” But the people of the great castle called her “The Dark Princess,” for the small patch of black hair on the right side of her head, intertwined in her long, thick silver locks.
Those names, those whispers as she walked the slick, black floors of the castle, they gave life to the fire burning within her. Gave life to the rage she felt. Gave life and all that is unholy to the plan she had laid before herself once she heard the news, fourteen years ago, that her mother had been taken out of the castle a month after the birth of the Usurper King’s first child, the child that sealed his place on the throne, and executed in secret by the that very man. By the Usurper, her Father-by-law. She may be the heir to her parent’s murder’s kingdom, but this kingdom will bend the knee to her and her alone. She will take her realm back by blood. 
She found herself in front of the massive iron double doors to the throne room. As they opened, the large crowd of the court turned all eyes toward her and dared not look away for even a moment, as they always had done. The masses watched the predator in the eyes of the Dark Princess at all times for sign of a threat, waiting anxiously for the day she finally snaps and ends the man who murdered the very couple who gave her life.
She began ascending into the throne room, straight toward the Valyrian Throne where the now-King sat and a voice called out before her. 
”Princess Anikyra of the great House Targaryen. First child of Valyria, Heir to the Valyrian throne.”
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norisus · 2 years
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Two of my Lorn creatures, a mock dragon and a false dragon.
I’ve always had a very loosely-defined idea of what makes a “dragon” in my head, and most of my dragon designs reflect that. When it comes to dragons in my headworlds, what is or is not a dragon is based purely on an organ called the “cauldron”. 
The cauldron is an organ that branches off from the esophagus. All true dragons have some form of this organ, though for many species of dragon it has become vestigial. The cauldron breaks down various minerals and produces a flammable gas that ignites when regurgitated. 
How the cauldron functions varies between species of dragons, with some producing an oily substance or merely acrid smog. For some dragons that have a vestigial cauldron (such as mock dragons) they still have the instinctual desire to ingest minerals for their cauldron. This sometimes results in some form of smoke being expelled. 
False dragons, though resembling true dragons, are merely reptiles. It is a name given to a loosely-defined group of reptiles that have taken on draconic traits through convergent evolution. Some of them have evolved to mimic specific species of dragon, while others have taken on their traits to better compete with dragons in their natural habitats. Rudimentary flight is not unheard of in false dragons, though gliding is significantly more common.
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space-dragon14 · 6 months
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ONI GODZILLA vs FALSE GOD GHIDORAH Finally! I've been working on this for months and now i managed to get it finished I hope y'all like it! This 'False God' King Ghidorah is meant to look like an immortal graceful Phoenix soaring the skies but up close you can see their true nature, full of fangs and ill intent Always coming back from the ashes to fight Godzilla once again Originally it was named Oni Ghidorah But I don't feel like that name fits at all, curved big tusks is not enough, and since i've been meaning to make a phoenix ghidorah I took this chance It's a very flamboyant design, with war-banner like wings, bird and snake features alike Oni Godzilla got some new changes, still the same base design from years back, but this time i added some wilderness to it, to really put the Oni in him His tail is a mace, and is now rocking some type of gold animal print on the arms
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entnoot · 1 month
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“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩? 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩.”
Finally finished this piece of a very cool Magda moment from our dnd campaign! 🔥
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drawnfamiliarfaces · 7 months
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Heroes of Millennium (HoM) AU
Act 1: What was left behind. - Part 1 (page 1-5) -here- -> Part 2
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pyrasterran · 1 month
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Ghidorah #MonsterMarch2024
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mrs-gauche · 2 years
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The Rotunda and the Fresco
On the mural, all messere would say is, "Skyhold is her fortress. These are her actions."
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ninoxwof · 7 months
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Fatespeaker the Nightwing
[Image ID: A digital drawing of a dark purple Nightwing dragon named Fatespeaker. She has a fruit bat like face with a bat like nose, and rounded spines that run from her head to her tail. Her underbelly starts as a light purple at her throat but then transitions into more of a blue purple after a diamond shaped marking on her chest. She has star freckle markings notably on her tail and scattered on her limbs, most notably with an array of them on her right wrist that make it look like she has a bracelet. Her face and claws are a darker purple than her base color, giving her markings similar to a Siamese Cat. She has tear drop scales and an oval marking on her forehead. Her wings are a light purple with starry nightwing markings. Her eyes and horns are a blue purple. She is posed flying and gazing with an expression of wonder and enjoyment. /. End ID]
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olreid · 1 year
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emily.... <3
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lillyosaurus · 26 days
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squid
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the-common-cowgirl · 3 days
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Me doodlin my OC
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Anikyra Targaryen - False Dragons.
Might actually finish her, might not.
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daenerystargaryen06 · 2 months
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I saw a comment on another post about how fans of Daenerys (and those who also support TB) cannot accept criticism of Daenerys' character and go overboard with our love for her.
This statement is entirely false. Daenerys fans do entirely accept Daenerys' flaws and criticism to her character- so long as the criticism is done properly and makes sense. We only go against criticism when said criticism entirely misconstrues Daenerys' character in a false and gross way. Bending the text of the books or even early seasons of the show as an excuse to "criticize" Daenerys is obviously going to be ignored because it presents an entirely false narrative. The ones who do this mainly are Daenerys antis/Sansa stans/Jonsa stans. Most critical points/metas they make against her can be disproven (and have been many times) by reading the text of the books and analyzing Daenerys' show scenes early season before her character became entirely ruined by s8.
Daenerys fans do accept criticism of Daenerys and we do acknowledge her flaws. But the difference is that those who do criticize her often tend to paint her out to be 'evil' or the main villain for ASOIAF/GoT, when she isn't. Daenerys, like every other character in the ASOIAF series, is a gray character. Us fans see and know this. But Daenerys antis only look at her through a lens of black-and-white, which is an issue of itself, considering she isn't meant to be viewed that way. The reason why us Dany fans/stans go against criticism of Dany so much is because it's often wrong and entirely out of proportion, in which we make counter points/arguments backed up with actual textual evidence from the books or scenes from the show. The criticism against Daenerys isn't just critically analyzing her as a character, it's blatant hate and often misconstrued to paint her in a light that makes her seem worse than she is.
When we look in the world and setting of ASOIAF/GoT, Daenerys' actions are just like any other character in that world, only not as extreme, and when she makes the decisions she does within the books she questions the choices she's made and thinks heavily over them.
When you look at the men of ASOIAF and GoT, their actions are in line with/far worse than what Daenerys has done. Tywin has eradicated an entire house, slaughtered countless people, treated his son with disdain for being born a dwarf, etc. Robb executed a man for going against his orders. Jon killed a child (despite the child having taken part in his murder- it was still a child) and is much darker in the books. Tyrion has fantasies of violence towards Cersei, expects Sansa (a child) to want him when they're wed, etc. Robert nearly slaughtered and eradicated an entire House, laughed over dead bodies of children, r*ped Cersei often when drunk, etc. Ned executed a deserter of the Night's Watch. And we all know how terrible Euron and Ramsay are in the books/show.
And yet Daenerys receives more hate than these men over her actions, is viewed more critically, and is 'criticized' far more than said men. Which is unfortunately driven by misogyny. The difference between Daenerys and the men of ASOIAF is the fact that she is a woman. If she were a man, I doubt her actions would be so heavily analyzed and torn into by antis. Anyone could say that isn't true- and yet, it's evident in the way Daenerys is heavily hated and discussed most over compared to anyone else who has done far worse compared to her.
It's not the fact that we don't accept criticism over Daenerys. It's the fact that us fans have to always constantly defend her over hate that is unjustified to her character. Is it even so wrong that we show love and support to her character anyway? I'm sure everyone else does that for their own favorite characters as well and deny criticism to them often if the criticism is actual bullshit over a valid critical and neutral analysis. Why is it so wrong for us fans to do so?
A blog I will always recommend that actually does amazing metas character analysis- @rainhadaenerys.
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championsandheroes · 7 months
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Replaying DAI is a bit like… No, no, it's ok. It's fine. "My name is Solas, if there are to be introductions." Sure, sure.
Over at Patreon and society6 we smile and nod when we meet people pretending to be someone they're not. There's too many of them to bother calling them out over it anyway.
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This feels so surreal to say but it’s been SIX MONTHS since the start of the SDDU????? Okay yes the official concept turned six months old on the 7th, BUT Snitches Get Stitches is officially six months old TODAY, and we wouldn’t have the SDDU as we know it if I hadn’t decided to start writing SGS, so here we are!!!
These past six months have been so so surreal and I am so thankful to every single person that’s ever read anything I’ve written. For those who were there from the beginning, you know that there wasn’t originally going to be an SDDU, it was literally just going to be moodboards and some fun concepts and then people actually latched onto the concept and wanted more and to those people, just know that you’re the reason that these fics exist. The fact that I can say not just fic but FICS PLURAL??? We’re on the third installment of the series and still going strong??? I’m so proud of the world and characters I’ve created and the stories I’ve been able to tell.
As someone who grew up writing and loving it, this has been such a surreal experience. I always hoped but never truly dreamed that people would want to engage with my stories. When I first starting writing fanfiction years ago, I was writing for an audience of one. Now the fact that HUNDREDS of people have read and are reading my writing my work every day is insane and I can’t believe that this is my life. The fact that I’ve completed two fics that are the equivalent of two novels is something I never thought I’d be able to do.
I’m going through it irl right now and I wish I could say I have a more comprehensive list of exciting things to announce today but instead I’m going to say that I have some really fun stuff cooked up for the anniversary that I’m excited to share and while I’m disappointed that I can’t share them as soon as I want to, they are coming soon! I’ll add them to this lovely post as they do! But for now, I’ll just list them out:
SDD Press Conference, 6-month anniversary edition: ONGOING! Let’s celebrate the anniversary in traditional Dogfighter fashion of a good ole press conference! Send in your questions for the characters (and me if you want to) and they’ll answer them! Serious or silly, all questions are welcome! Runs from now until next Tuesday so feel free to go ahead and start sending stuff in!!!
SDD Jerseys First Group Order: PRE-ORDERS ARE OPEN UNTIL MAY 1!!
Want to rep the Dogfighters in real life? You’ll have the opportunity to order your own San Diego Dogfighter’s jersey! These will be available for a limited time through a group order system! All six guys will be available! (If there’s an interest, I could absolutely look into making jerseys for the girls as well!)
Muscle Memory Masterlist Announced and Posted: As usual the fic won’t be starting yet since I write one at a time but some of you have been asking about this fic for a while and I think it’s time to share the title and the summary
ALSO!!! I just hit 500 followers????? If you read this far, stick around for a separate post detailing some exciting celebratory events for that!
As always, I love you all!!!! And thank you all so much for getting onboard for this crazy journey!!!
- Ruthie 🩵
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lorekeeper-backset · 4 months
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The False Hydra is the best D&D Homebrew monster. Absolutely horrifying and I love it.
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