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elven-sisters · 17 days
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I've always wondered if elven children are also annoying? 🤔 Gandalf with little Arwen ✨
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artist-ellen · 1 year
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Historical Mermay prompt 4: French Medieval Mermaid
I was stumped for a while on the direction for this one. French Medieval sounds more broad than it probably is. Either way I eventually picked up on the repetition of blonde women in blue Houppelandes and decided to try it out for myself. Making sure to have long decorative sleeves, and of course (I can never resist) a whole lot of princess hair.
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therealsullengirl · 5 months
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mood recently
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thesoulspulse · 1 year
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Originally I wasn’t going to draw Dorathea’s human form but thought it’d be nice to reimagine it too. I’m sure you’ve noticed the absence of the Amulet of Aragon too because this is a depiction of the one night she didn’t wear it. She wanted to go to the Princess Costume Ball so badly once she finally came of age but her mean mummy wouldn’t let her. And that’s either because she was jealous or wanted to protect her foolish daughter from an assassination attempt someone was plotting that night, who can say.
Sadly, given how Dorathea is now a ghost you can probably guess the results...
Still, what a night it would have been! Her costume is extremely subtle since the delicate pattern is meant to look like dragon scales, aka a golden dragon like their family crest. Prince Aragon of course was against his sister going mostly because he didn’t think any of the potential suitors attending were worthy of the princess’s hand. Not to mention he planned to brutally assassinate the assassin after her because that’s just the way he is! Overprotective evil older brother ftw!
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mpardo-couture · 11 months
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"He will come to death, an image of the splendour of the kings of men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt, as nightfall in winter that comes without a star. Here you will dwell, bound to your grief, under the fading trees, until all the world is changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent." Elrond, "The Lord of the Rings.
I made this gorgeous black cotton velvet costume circa 2012. It was one of the first whole outfits I handmade... One of the pioneer projects that got me started in the making of costumes and accessories for others! The longest hours I spent embroidering the silver metallic leaves and glass flowers on the steel boned corset. Totally worth it! ✨
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lemonsparadise · 11 months
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rhmis-user-2020 · 2 years
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Royal princess
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golosinasparavestir · 12 days
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Encantadoras Princesas: El Vestido de Fantasía Medieval que Despierta Sueños en las Niñas más Exigentes
Charming Princesses: The Medieval Fantasy Dress that Wakes Dreams in the Most Demanding Girls
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insecta-vorbitoare · 3 months
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mistymountainmonster · 3 months
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By Mystical Antiquity
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aturtletotz · 20 days
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A scene from Chapter 9 of @pluck-heartstrings ‘s Pluck My Heartstrings!
Had a fun time drawing these two✨
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one-time-i-dreamt · 6 months
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I was a medieval princess and I had a French tennis instructor named Corset, but he insisted it was pronounced “Core-SAY”.
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artist-ellen · 2 years
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Maleficent
It’s been a long time coming but it feels so good to finally redesign these iconic villains! Maleficent was a little bit of a challenge… and yet very little changed. And I know, I know, I didn’t keep her horns…. But I was really struggling to draw the pointy medieval headdresses so I went with this one instead. There are historically inspired costumers that have come before me for Maleficent in a houppeland so the content is out there if you're interested!
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therealsullengirl · 4 months
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60s medieval revival but also anna karina but also princess fairy type shit
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Medieval knight!Jason Todd who's a long-lost son of the Wayne earldom. He took up a crusade when he was younger but was believed to be dead. Only to reveal himself several years later during the swordsmanship tournament hosted by Wayne family. Just as Dick was lying in the sand coughing up blood next to his discarded sword, his unknown challenger took off his scarlet helmet and the entire court erupted in chaos.
That was years ago now. Since then, Sir Todd made amends with his family, but they are by no means close. Jason managed to gain a title and a fief on his own, independent of his family and he takes no small pride in that. These days he and his merry group of loyal warriors take up mercenary work and guardianship if the person has enough coin.
When the local baron hired him to be a personal guard for his daughter, Jason was sure that would be an easy job for a good amount of gold. The red knight soon found out that being your bodyguard is not as easy as he thought. You were quite the escape artist. Whenever a banquet or an audience was too boring for your liking, you simply vanished, and Jason had to search for you high and low to drag you back. It made him grind his jaw and caused his temper to flare more than once.
You were thrilled and appalled that someone spoke to you so crassly and brazenly. Other soldiers your father assigned to you treated you with the utmost respect and gave up after a few months. Not the red knight. He proved himself to be just as stubborn as you, if not more. At this point, it wasn't about money anymore. He just couldn't stand the thought of some spoiled daughter of a noble getting the better of him. Jason had no qualms about throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you back to the castle, while the plate of his armor dug uncomfortably into your stomach.
After six months of this, Jason was fed up with your nonsense and was ready to collect his gold and disappear for good. You were hiding from the baroness, some nonsense about dress fitting or a dance lesson. Jason was just returning from the training grounds when he saw you sitting on the ground near the barn, playing with a fresh litter of kittens. You knew the cat and the kittens well, and judging how other animals treated you it wasn't your first time there. You met his gaze and winked at him, placing a finger to your lips. Your first shared secret.
After that day, your personal guard Jason somehow became your partner in crime. He looked the other way sometimes or followed in a safe distance. You fascinated him, and somehow, before he even knew it, he started to fall for you. He wanted to deny it. Jason reminded himself time and time again why it was a horrible idea. However, he couldn't keep himself from falling more and more for you.
Another day, another one of your daring escapes. This time was, different, though. You took some of your belongings and your horse while leaving a letter to say your goodbyes. Jason did not care for exploring the feelings of absolute horror that grasped his heart at the thought of you disappearing from his life. He immediately set out to search for you. You couldn't escape too far and he knew where to go. He knew you better than anyone.
When he caught up with you, you were residing in a tavern in a small cozy village near the edge of your father's land. You were always annoyed and scathing whenever he came to bring you back home, but this time, you were just sad, almost tearful. Jason demanded an explanation for your unusual disappearance, and the one he received almost made him shatter the pitcher in his hand. The courting season was swiftly approaching.
He knew of your fear and unwillingness to get pawned off for alliance and title. He was also aware that your parents were adamant in marrying you off before grow out of marrigable age.
Which is why your loyal guardian made you an offer. You stay in the village for its upcoming festival, relishing in last days of freedom without responsibility, before returning home. This offer served not only you, but Jason as well. He wanted to revel in your presence before returning to your old life where he was the knight and you were the noble.
In hinsight, he should've realized that was a mistake, because in these last few days he became aware of how smitten he'd become. It was all too easy to forget his duties when you were pretending to be a simple village girl.
You peroused the stalls, gawking at everything you saw and chatting his ear off. He watched you trying to eat the commoner food with your bare hands, hilariously failing. When they arrived in the square where the dance was held, you haven't hesitated before grabbing his hand and pulling him for a dance. Jason wanted to protest, but your bright smile convinced him. He twirled you amongst the townsfolk before he noticed familiar faces heading your way. The baron's soldiers, no doubt they were looking for you.
Quicker than you could react, Jason pulled you into a darkened corner, covering your body with his, pressing your lips together. He kissed you until he knew the guards were gone. He pulled away to apologize but before he could say anything you grabbed him by the lapels of his cloak and pressed your lips together again. You kissed him with sweetness and desperation that stole breath from his lungs, and Jason had no choice but to melt into you. He wrapped his arms around you, pressing you impossibly close to him, your hands slipped from his cheeks to his hair.
He indulged little longer before letting voice of reason win, pulling away. Jason reminded you that you shouldn't be doing this, reminded you of your respective postitions. You didn't listened, instead, you uttered words Jason both wished and dreaded to hear.
You loved him.
He asked of you to never say these words to him again, and without another word he took your hand and led you back home as he tried to ignore your quiet sobs.
Despite your promises, he catches you trying to climb out over one of the garden walls during your courting ball. Jason wanted to strangle you, not that he enjoyed watching you dance with all those idiot nobles while all he wanted to do was to take you and carry you somewhere where there only be the two of you. This can't go on much longer, he has to end things tonight. Jason takes on a quest, to slay creatures in the southern forest. Surely you'll understand eventually...that the distance is good for both of you.
Months go by, and the pain the red knight felt when leaving you felt bearable. The other soldiers in his unit were curious as to why the infamous red knight left such prestigious position. Some speculated it was because the position was too peaceful and the dead son of Wayne was hungry for blood. If only they knew the true reason he left, but it was for the better. No one needs to know. One day, a messenger arrived, bearing a letter that stated there was an attack on the baron's family. The baron and his wife were badly injured and you were missing.
How was this possible?! You were supposed to be safe here! Without missing even a single second, Jason rode his horse tirelessly to the city. He will find you, and whoever took you will pay for every scratch he finds on you with their life. When he rescues you from your kidnappers, you're barely conscious. Gently, he pics up your weakened body and carefully carries you over the dead bodies lying everywhere. When he brings you back home, as he always done, he is adamant to never leave your side, no matter what takes. With heart full of determination, he asks, no, demands your hand in marriage. His name, his fief, his sword and his hearth, all of it is yours.
The baron is wise enough to give Sir Jason his blessings. After all, who's better for his daughter than a man who is able to set the world ablaze to safe her?
Art: Crown; Katerina Kirillova
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anonbeadraws · 7 months
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painted commission of Guin and Marcella for @wearethewitches ⚔️🌹 ⚔️I do commissions🌹
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