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theophan-o · 11 months
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Najlepsze życzenia od Jurka i Jana, Panowie Bracia!
Bądźcie dzielni i nieustraszeni jak nasi Ukochani Rycerze!
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kodiakjester · 2 months
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a recent skateboard painting of mine
two knights in love :] <3
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sword-is-bored · 1 year
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I’ve Got You
(Link X Reader)
Hyrule Warriors
Reader is still a knight.
(Y/n) was on guard duty outside of the castle walls. She stood tall, in full armor with her sword sheathed and a royal halberd in hand. The task of standing still, silent and stoic was easy. She simply zoned out and thought about other things. It was the dead of night, the moon was high and monsters stayed away. Her partner, Zach, was half asleep. He leaned against the wall, almost sure no one would try to get in. (Y/n) could swear she heard something, but brushed it off as the humming of Castle Town. Even at night it was bustling.
A person, clad in black approached the two. Zach straightened up, unable to see the persons face from the black mask. “Identify yourself.” (Y/n) said, holding her halberd across the door. The person in black pulled out a dagger. “This is all the identity I need.” They said. “Drop your weapon or we will arrest you.” Zach growled, pointing the halberd at the man. In an instant the man wrapped his leg around the halberd and flung it away from Zach. (Y/n) turned her own halberd and stabbed it at the man. He grabbed hers as well, pulling (Y/n) close to him. “Hello there.” He grunted, using the back of his dagger to try and hit her head. Instead her helmet came off, clattering to the ground behind her.
Zach pulled out his broad sword and swung it towards the man. He pushed himself away, (Y/n) stumbling to get up. She pulled her sword as well, a bit dazed from her helmet being hit off. The man dodged their attacks, taking a moment to kick Zach away. (Y/n) lunged, and felt her feet being moved from underneath her. “(Y/n)!” Zach called as she hit the ground. Zach growled and flew at the man, tackling him to the ground. The two wrestled as (Y/n) stood, grabbing her sword to help. The man smashed his head into Zach’s, and within a moment her friend crumbled to the ground. (Y/n) tightened her grip on her sword, slashing at the man. He dodged. She turned and stabbed him through the arm, feeling a blooming pain in her side. (Y/n) ignored the pain, pulling out her sword and grabbing the man. He cried out, his arm limp. She pressed into the wound, until he buckled down to his knees. (Y/n) always kept spare rope on her, and she used it to tie the man’s hands.
That pain was back, and it was searing. “(Y/n), we heard a commotion.” She turned and saw Link and a few other knights. “This man attacked us with a dagger.” She spoke, pointing down to him. “Zach is unconscious, and I think I got cut.” (Y/n) said and watched as the two knights that followed Link run to the man. The last one ran to Zach, making sure he was ok. Link stepped forward to (Y/n), a concerned look painted across his face. “(Y/n), the dagger.” He said slowly. “I couldn’t find it.” (Y/n) reported, and turned to look at her wound. “I found it.” Link whispered.
There it was. Lodged in her side. That’s what hurt so bad. Suddenly, the reality crashed in and she was collapsing. Link gasped and grabbed her as she fell. “(Y/n), hey. Stay with me, stay awake.” He said, trying to take off her armor. The faster he could, the lighter she’d be. Within a few moments she was simply in undergarments. Link lifted (Y/n) up, trying to be as careful as possible with her wound. “Link, I feel fuzzy.” She whispered. “No, you don’t. Keep focusing on me. Come on, you hate me. My voice is so annoying.” Link murmured, rushing her through Castle town. (Y/n) held onto him, her fingers tightening. “Come on (Y/n), stay with me. It’s just a stab wound.”
Link was worried. It could’ve hit her kidney. Or her stomach. Or any other organ bunched in that area of skin. Thankfully, the man couldn’t pull the dagger out. For the most part, as long as she could endure the pain it’ll be ok. She can’t faint, she can’t. Link finally got to the infirmary, holding onto her hand. “You have to help, she got stabbed at the gates. The man has been taken into custody but she’s hurt.” He said. The doctor jumped into action, cutting away her clothes to see the wound better. Link sat with her the entire time, worrying and holding her hand.
(Y/n) had fainted as soon as she was set on the table, and now it was a waiting game. Link took the time to fix her hair, her hand resting on his thigh as he did so. As soon as he was done, he returned to holding her hand. Finally, she awoke. Her wound had been disinfected and sewn up. Gauze wrapped around her midsection and the doctor had showed Link how to change it. “What are you doing here?” (Y/n) asked, her eyes narrowing at the sight of Link. “You’re alright.” He whispered, a hand going across his heart. (Y/n) realized they were holding hands and yanked her hand out of the embrace. She flinched, the pain from her wound spreading through her body. Link jumped up, holding out his arms. “It’s alright, I’ve got you.” He murmured.
(Y/n) blushed and allowed him to help her up. She wasn’t used to this type of tenderness from someone. Especially not Link.
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itsbrucey · 4 months
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Big fan of sun motifs in characters not necessarily being about positivity and happiness and how they're so " bright and warm" but instead being about fucking brutal they are.
Radiant. A FORCE of nature that will turn you to ash. That warmth that burns so hot it feels like ice. Piercing yellow and red and white. A character being a Sun because you cannot challenge a Sun without burning alive or taking everything down with them if victorious.
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ghost-bxrd · 5 months
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Hello, yes, the Gotham Knights cutscene where Jason was trying out his new “rubber bullets” on dummies and Tim stepped right into the line of fire and dared Jason to shoot if he really thought the bullets were soft enough to be non-lethal and Jason recoiled in horror?
I still think about that at least once a day. 🥺✨
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evecuz · 6 months
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Damn @prideknights you outdid yourself, the quality is impeccable! I love the poem and feel it in my soul💌
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amphibimii · 1 month
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Indie developers seriously wake up every morning and say "$15 for my life's work, please"
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groovyace · 14 days
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Average gotham knights experience (the game crashes not even 30 seconds later). Shoutout to @magnusj the most stealthy redhood player.
[Robin: OK. Let's do this SNEAKY STYLE.
[Robin: Jason NO-]
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cosmiicchaoss · 3 months
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do not think, do not speak, do not hope
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inkstaindusk · 2 years
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knight/lord ships are like. what if i would die for you. what if i wanted you to live for me. what if i wanted to touch you but could only be satisfied with being near you. what if i could touch you but only through the safety of our gloves. what if i couldn’t stop thinking about you right next to me. what if i bloodied my hands for you and never looked back at the wreckage. what then
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justaz · 3 months
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*merlins magic gets exposed in front of the knights*
merlin, magic user: oh fuck
arthur, finally taking this opportunity to pretend as if he just found out merlin has magic after agonizing for the past month on how to bring it up: you have magic?
lancelot, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic: no! i have magic
gwaine, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic, lover of chaos, ride or die: no, i have magic!
mordred, desperate for his hero’s approval bc no matter what he’s done emrys just stares at him with distrust and the poor boy is tired and so close to tears: no…i have magic.
percival, raised by druids and bonded strongly with mordred over that and does Not agree with the persecution of magic in camelot, had an inkling that merlin had magic but no proof: no. i have magic.
*leon and elyan exchange a look, elyan, amused and leon, exhausted, elyan shrugs*
elyan, knows how much gwen adores merlin and completely understands her stance bc merlin…is merlin, down to clown and put on a show, really playing up the dramatics: no! i have magic.
leon, exhausted, has known of merlin’s magic since he stepped foot in camelot, knows of his feelings for arthur and arthur’s feelings for him, knows arthur knows of merlin’s magic and wouldn’t harm him, thinks everyone is being absolutely ridiculous:
*the knights stare hard at leon and even merlin looks slightly offended at leon not jumping to his defense with the rest of the knights, arthur hasn’t said anything and is staring at leon expectantly*
leon, sighing: …no. i have magic.
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deadsetobsessions · 4 months
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Danny Fenton is so damn sick of rich fruit loops. It’s worse now, since he’s one of them.
It’s not Vlad that he’s with, thank the Ancients, but Danny isn’t sure that this is better.
Because he’s Timothy Drake, a baby, and he’s been reincarnated after the Ancient of Reincarnation accidentally drank too much wine.
He’s going to kick their ass so hard when he gets back.
Danny huffs. He rolls over, ignoring the silent manor. Sure, he’s read the comics. Sure, he laughed and imagined being adopted by Batman- come on, Danny had black hair and blue eyes even back then, he was totally adoption bait- when his parents gave him reason to lose trust in their love. But that’s it, that’s all he thought it was. A day dream, a wish for a universe that didn’t exist.
Danny hadn’t understood the reality of the whole Infinite Realms thing, a place he was now the King of. Batman? Real. Danny? Reincarnated. Hotel? Trivago.
Like, this wasn’t what he meant, dammit.
And now he’s stuck as Timothy Drake, and Ancients, he was starting to see parallels.
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Danny tried photography. He really did. He wanted to at least stick to the source material. But that’s not who he is. Even with the shiny new brain that memorized, catalogued, and put together clues at the snap of his fingers, but Danny’s never been one to take photos. It’s a respectable art, for sure, but Danny preferred to live in the moment instead of capturing it to remember forever. It’s just-
He watched the Graysons fall. He watched Dick Grayson turn into Robin. And Danny can’t and won’t ever betray his Obsession like that, ever again. He can’t let Jason die for his “story” to begin. That’s not how Danny works.
He’s there to protect.
Danny hasn’t ever been just Tim. Danny was also Tim and the Ghost King without a haunt. But now? Gotham is his haunt. He, in lieu of an actual city spirit, is Gotham. He’s also a Drake. And Drakes were meant to hoard.
Batman and Robin? They are his.
He claimed them, as a Drake. But that claim is weak. So he claimed them as their city, and that is a claim that will never be able to be challenged.
Danny’ll be damned before he allows some lanky starved clown beat the life out of one of his Robins. So, for the first time in his nine years on this planet, Tim-Danny goes ghost and flies.
“Who- who. Are you?” Robin slurred from his place in Danny’s hold. He is broken, yes. But not dead. Danny infuses some of his vitality, his ecto, into Jason’s injuries to help them heal.
“Gotham.” Danny replied, layering his ghostly voice with those of the city.
“Goth’m?”
“Gotham. Sleep, little bird. Your city has got you.”
When Robin, Jason, settled with a sense of trust that tugs at Danny’s core, Danny carried him to Batman, whose eyes were wild and manic. He glared menacingly at the green and white ghost in front of him, who was holding his broken and beaten son-
Well, it’d be menacing if Danny hadn’t watched him eat bricks and mortar, crashing into a building while using his grappling gun.
“You-”
“I am Gotham.” Danny cut him off. Despite his wary nature and natural paranoia, Batman settled at his city’s gaze rested on him. Danny knew that Batman recognized his city. Batman’s head bowed, but his eyes stayed on Robin. “You were supposed to take care of Robin.”
“I- I know.” And that voice was all Bruce Wayne the Dad instead of Batman the Vigilante. Danny gently placed Robin in Batman’s arms, taking in the tremors as he held his son close.
“Go back, Bruce. And make sure Jason knows how much you love him.”
He laughed as Bruce whipped his head upwards. “I am your city. You are mine as much as I am yours. I’ve known of you before you were born.”
Technically? Not untrue. But Bruce will chalk it up to weird magic shit. It’s not like it’s a secret that Gotham’s kind of curse. Besides, this way, Danny will be able to help out more often. And Bruce won’t be able to connect Tim Drake to the “Spirit of Gotham.”
“Return, my knight. This is not your city. I can not protect you as well as I can in Gotham.”
“Thank you… Gotham.”
Danny sighed. He wondered when he’ll have to field questions from a John Constantine. He’s pretty sure Bruce will call in magical help, even if it was his own city he was investigating.
Batman’s lucky Danny liked him enough to allow it.
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selenityshiroi · 11 months
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Zelda travelling around Hyrule after the Calamity and people are tripping over themselves to tell her stories about the Hero because they love that feral cryptid mad man and are so proud of him
'I met him when I was about to get eaten by a Hinox...he jumped off a horse, fired 12 arrows in the blink of an eye and then got smacked in the face with a tree...but then he came back and hacked away at it's legs with this stupidly big sword until it finally died'
'He was wearing this weird patched together mask that looked like a monster but he made enough curry for everyone so we didn't like to ask'
'But...the hero was a girl? She wore these lovely green silks and every time she came out of the Gerudo Canyon she had a bag full of electric safflina to sell to Beedle over there. The Gerudo think she's an amazing fighter, which says a lot, and she always thanked me for looking after her horses when she went into the desert'
'I swear to Hylia that he ran through here wearing nothing but his underwear and a mask shaped like a leaf...claimed he was looking for the Children of the Forest. Sorry, Princess, but I'm not sure he was quite right in the head at the time'
'He used to creep in here silently wearing this grey mask and with enough lizards and beetles that we could make enough elixirs to last for a month. Not sure I ever saw his face without it'
And the entire time Link is stood neatly dressed, three steps away, listening to every word and no one pays him the slightest bit of attention. Because none of them cotton on that 'prim and proper Royal Knight' Link and 'I will defeat this Lynel with a stick, a pot lid and a bucket load of adrenaline' Wild Child Hero is the same man. Especially with how many masks he owned.
When they walk away and are out of sight and earshot Zelda just raises her eyebrow with a smile and he is like '...I can explain...it made sense at the time'
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anneliis18 · 3 months
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Lil comic based on @applestruda and @hopepetal's Boatem Knights AU cus I think about it alot
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starryaike · 6 months
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Nonbinary children(?) who Could Kill God
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chongoblog · 7 months
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Pokemon Legends Arceus is the game of all time. You’re technically working for the bad guys for most of it. God gives you a cell phone. They sent a guy that runs trains hundreds of years into the past and do not elaborate. You play a song for a Pokemon that makes them shove you in a basket. Melli is there.
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