#say-it-from-the-heart-challenge

[oscartullyofriverrun]

The Stars We Share: Monologue Challenge for @asongofgoldenfireandblackblood

“I’ve spent so many nights wondering if I regret what happened between us.  I know I should.  That’s what is expected of me.  My father won’t speak to me about our relationship, in fact, he truly won’t speak to me at all.  He wants me to get married as soon as possible to prevent any further scandal.  That alone should make me regret our relationship since my own father can’t even look me in the eyes.  

But I don’t regret any of it.  How could I?  I’ve spent so many sleepless nights staring out the window up at the stars, being reminded of that night we sat together by the river and watched the fireflies as if they were constellations brought to earth specifically for us alone.  The Seven created us to love, so how could I help but fall for the only person who I felt could truly see me?  You knew me without even trying and I would like to think I knew you too.  

So yes, my father can’t look me in the eyes but that means nothing.  He always looked past me before and things are no different now.  I don’t regret loving you and I never will.  I wish things had resolved differently and I wish the world was kinder.  I think I’ll always love a part of you for showing me how love is supposed to feel and for reminding me I’m not alone.  When you look at the stars, I hope you think of the fireflies too.”

[alicenthightowerrp]

Challenge: Monologue for Your Life

The Red Keep - The Queen's Chambers - 110 AC

Aegon is the son of the Kingdom, my love. He belongs to them and Helaena belongs to him. It is the way of our world, no matter how much I may fight it.

But you, my sweet boy, you are mine. Yes, yes you are. My strong boy. I love you. The Gods have favoured you. I am no dragon but I could be - for you. Nothing will ever harm you, my love. I promise. Not whilst I am by your side.

I prayed for your strength every night and here you are; you will grow strong, I will see to it. He may have named you, lovely boy but it will not define you. Nor will this weak start of your life. The birds sing just for you, look at them. We do not need the bells to ring out in the city.

All we need is each other. I love you. Always and forever, my darling boy. You will see so many sun rises, I promise. You only need to gather your strength.

Aemond, my sweet boy.

Gentle Mother, font of mercy, save our sons from war, we pray, stay the swords and stay the arrows, let them know a better day

[thefallenprincesss]

the monologue challenge for @asongofgoldenfireandblackblood

"You don't understand! I have kept all my love life private, or even not being able to love anyone because I am afraid. I am afraid of the idea of love not knowing that I can be protected or judged by my mother. I understand that we will have challenges in our lives, but I don't want us to be forbidden lovers…

I want the public to know how much we are in love, that I am not just some fallen princes that is too scared to find love. Cregan Stark, you are everything I truly ever wanted. You don't make me feel like-- I want you to be my husband. For years, I watched my sisters get married waiting for my turn.

I waited and waited and waited, yet no one chose me… Yet you came here… no matter what I do you love me. No matter how chaotic… no matter how reckless I am. You love me not for my status, but for who I am. Yet the realm will keep up the continuous rumor that you are only using me for my titles. I don't care anymore, you have proven to me that you love me, not just for my beauty and titles, that you love me just for my personality.

I feel loved for once… not by family… by someone who truly wants to live with me for the rest of our lives… you make me the best version of myself. Thank you for that... thank you for giving me what I was looking for, "

[rideroftheredqueen]

Challenge: Monologue for Your Life

Dragonstone 1st day of the 7th moon 100 AC

“We have lost our beacon. I have lost my muñazma. Our people have lost their Good Queen. Alysanne Targaryen was taken by the Stranger and now we must say our final farewells.

Queen Alysanne had three-and-ten children. However today none of them stand to say their farewell, as the Stranger and other circumstances has led to her and King Jacaerys to bid farewell to each of their children, long before time. I am certain that in death, my muñazma and kekepa will be reunited with their children. Amongst them my own father and the father of our King Viserys.

Munazma leaves behind three grandchildren. King Viserys, Prince Daemon and myself. And three great-grandchildren, of whom she was immensely proud: Princess Rhaenyra, Laena and Laenor.

The Good Queen Alysanne was beloved by her people. Her women’s court was renowned and loved all over Westeros. The entire Kingdom mourns this loss with us. I know I speak for many when I say that the women of Westeros hope Queen Aemma will attempt to keep the tradition of the women’s court alive, but make it her own, as Good Queen Alysanne wished.

Muñazma was one of the most important people in my life. Imagining a future without her wise words, her comfort and yes, her snark, seems almost impossible. I am blessed to have been guided by such a wise woman during the formative years of my life. I hope I can do her teaching justice.

Kirimvose muñazma.

Dracarys, Meleys”

Honourable mentions: @black-queen-rising @rogueprincedaemontarg

[lordhusband]

Challenge: Monologue for Your Life

High Tide, Driftmark, 10th day of the 8th moon 129 AC

“Rhaenyra, Daemon and all our grandchildren. It is a great pleasure to have you all gathered around the dining table here at High Tide. The Princess Rhaenys and I were talking earlier, and we could not remember the last time you were all joined here at our home.

We are blessed that our grandchildren are frequent visitors, accomplished dragon riders and hard-working sailors. Even the younger princes and princesses are showing promising signs. I know The Princess Rhaenys is excited to take them flying and I am looking forward to teaching them the ways of Salt and Sea.

Speaking of Salt and Sea. The Princess Rhaenys and I are fully aware that the news we are about to share with you all, might cause some worry. This is not our goal. We are to share happy news.

Rhaenys and I are expecting. Around Winter Solstice the Velaryon family is set to expand with a new member.

And I want to take this chance, with all of us together, to lay to rest any and all worry about the succession of Driftmark. Lucerys is and will always be our chosen heir. As Laenor’s son Driftmark is his. We knew from the moment Rhaenyra and Laenor was to be wed that their firstborn would be the heir to the throne; our pride and joy Jacaerys. And their second born would be our heir. While the loss of Laenor remains painful, it is a joy to witness how Lucerys has grown into his role as heir of Driftmark.

It is our hope and wish that you will join us in the excitement that it is bringing new life into this world. Now that you; our closest family have all been told, we are happy to announce that it won’t remain a secret. I am aware that we, and especially The Princess Rhaenys, have not been as present at court and at The Red Keep as we usually are. This is because of this happy news. First of all, it’s no longer possible for The Princess Rhaenys to conceal her growing womb - which you will bear witness to when she stands and hugs you - Second of all, Meleys has refused to let The Princess Rhaenys ride and finally third of all, The Princess Rhaenys has been dealing with aches and pains, causing her to be bedridden for most hours of the day.

It was not with ill-intend that The Princess Rhaenys didn’t greet you with hugs as you are all accustomed to, it was to conceal the news until we were all gathered.

Now, I would like for you all to raise your glasses.

To Lucerys Velaryon, heir to the Driftwood Throne; may you continue to excel at sailing, may you always make us the proudest grandparents.

To Rhaenyra, to Daemon, I hope this will settle any ill rumours that might brew. This was never our intention.

To Baela and Rhaena, Visenya, Aemma, our beloved granddaughters, it is our hope you will always see Driftmark and High Tide as a second home, that’s always open for you.

To Jacaerys, Lucerys, Joffrey, Aegon, Viserys, Baelon, our beloved grandsons, it’s our hope that you will also always see Driftmark and High Tide as a second home. And it is, my hope in particular that you will allow me to teach you all of Salt and Sea.

And finally, to my wife, your muña, your cousin, your grandmother and all the other more informal titles she holds. Please stand and show off.”

Honourable mentions: @black-queen-rising @rogueprincedaemontarg @rideroftheredqueen @moondancer-rp @rhaenaspearls @notatargaryenbastard @princeluce @princejoffreyvelaryon @aegontheyoungprince @visenyatargaryen-ii

[styling-fadel]

One thing I absolutely love about this series is how good the main cast is acting with their eyes and their subtle microexpressions.

You can see the shifts and different emotions so clearly!!

For example:

Joong's eyes (and eyebrows) making the grumpy and passive faces, but also the soft and a bit curious looks with Style only (can't wait to see more of his smitten look that he excels at).

Khaotung's innocent, cute and observing faces, but also the truly scary and insane look in his eyes when Bison gets angry.

Dunk's flirty and provoking eyes, but also the fear, guilt and genuineness we saw in episodes 4 and 5.

First's flirty heart eyes, but also the panicked smiles, his guilty face and the terrified look when Kant realizes how dangerous Bison actually is. (Poor guy looked like he's going to cry when his mouth was covered.)

[shirecorn]

I love making weird things and solving problems and pushing materials to their limit. I like making new things.

the minute it gets easy I just Stop. No longer interested. no matter how important or profitable it is, my brain just doesn't want to do it if we've already figured out how. It's like torture. We go into shutdown mode if I try to make us.

[spiraling-trap]

would you bury me? would you carry me to the end?

[liriostigre]

‎ 💭 🛌🏻

[dailykeiji]

kind of want to do that spotify wrapped art challenge thing people are doing but i think it’d be funny if it was just keiji. i can make any song about him if i try hard enough

[sud-scribbles]

another fun round of expressions from the Abisalli Emotion Challenge, i didn't expect to like drawing Grogar so much!

Flurry Heart took me a surprising amount of time, and not just because of the way i do gradients in this style, for some reason the baby face was a bit of a challenge for me

[designernishiki]

it’s so weird to think that ryuji was only a major character in one canon game. like he’s such a strong character with such a strong personality it doesn’t feel like he was only prominent in one canon game at ALL. he feels almost as ever-present and beloved as someone like daigo and yet he’s basically never even mentioned after kiwami 2. that’s so crazy to me.

[avirael]

This Home of Mine

How had it come to this?, Aviloh asked himself as the argument around him began to get louder. Somehow he had known it would all end horribly one day. He just had hoped it would take a little longer. He only had himself to blame for this, he thought as his eyes fearfully scanned the crowd that was slowly gathering around them.

There at the sidelines stood U‘khaya with a gleeful expression on her face. She knew this would happen, he realised. But A’viloh wasn’t the kind of person to blame her for what happened…

U‘khuba‘s twin sister had always been following the boys around even when they all had still been kids. She had been a brave and stubborn little girl, maybe a little mean sometimes but not more so than her brother. A‘viloh had always thought she was following them because of Khuba - twins being inseparable or something. Never had he imagined the reason would be Laqa instead.

Of course he could have guessed it. Everyone loved Laqa! Apparently Khaya wasn’t an exception in this matter.

That evening - before the argument - A‘viloh had waited for quite some while by the pond. They had always used to hide there when they still had been kids, every time the other boys had stirred trouble or teased the girls.

By now it was one of the spots Laqa and him sometimes used as meeting points when they sneaked out of the settlement together. But today the other Miqo’te had arrived so late, A‘viloh had already started to wonder if something had happened.

“There you are!”, Aviloh said relieved as Laqa finally appeared just when he was about to go searching for him. “I was already worried. Did something happen?”

The blonde Miqo’te made an annoyed face. “Just Khaya happened…”

A’viloh didn’t understand. “Khaya? What’s wrong with her?”

“Everything apparently!”, Laqa exclaimed disgruntled, which made A‘viloh even more confused.

Laqa sighed.

“She waylaid me on my way outside.”, he explained but couldn’t help to look a little angry still. “Started talking some nonsense about how impressed she was about the quarry from our last hunt and how it is a shame that it isn’t me leading the tribe instead of father.”

A’viloh furrowed his brows, still not quite connecting the dots. Laqa grimaced. “Then she threw herself at me and tried to kiss me.”

“She what?”, A‘viloh exclaimed a little louder than intended, with a mix of shock and disbelief on his face.

Laqa raised his hands in a calming manner. “Don’t worry! I of course told her that I am not interested. Like I ever would be anyway! We may be almost the same age but she is still my mother’s sister. What was she even thinking, Vi?”

A‘vi shrugged but couldn’t help to remember something one of Laqa’s sisters had once told him. “Lamana mentioned that Khaya didn’t agree with some of U‘odh‘s opinions. She thought her and Khuba were still mad with him because of their father…”

“That makes no sense! They have no reason for that! It’s not like father threw them all out!”, Laqa said annoyed. “Alone because of mom he wouldn’t have! Anyway, grandpa had been old already, if not father then someone else would sooner or later have challenged him. All of them were always treated equally. Why would they be mad?”

A’viloh gave another shrug and smiled weakly. “Maybe it’s none of that and she really just is a little in love with you… I can’t blame her…”

Laqa lightly glared at him, as if he wanted to say “this isn’t funny”, but couldn’t help to grin himself.

“It’s still absurd!”, he said while shaking his head.

“You think?”, A‘viloh asked and chuckled. “I wouldn’t be surprised if half the village was secretly in love with you.”

Laqa made a sound somewhere between an annoyed huff and a suppressed laugh. Then he stretched out a hand for A‘viloh to take. As A‘viloh did so Laqa pulled him closer and wrapped his arms around him. “Too bad for them that the only one I will ever love is you.”

All too willingly - too carelessly! - A’viloh melted into the other Miqo’te’s embrace. Laqa saying things like this never failed to give him a warm and fuzzy feeling. Just as much as Laqa kissing him always made his heart skip a beat and his mind go silent.

Gently A‘viloh wrapped his arms around the taller Miqo’te’s neck, like an invitation to pull him even closer and deepen their kiss, when suddenly a sound appeared nearby. Their ears, currently slightly drooped, attentively shot up and both Miqo’te instinctively turned to see where the unexpected sound had come from.

Without doubt, there by one of the larger rocks nearby, eyes wide and mouth agape in disbelief, stood a Miqo’te girl with dark hair and bright blue eyes.

Khaya!

This was the exact moment A‘viloh knew he was in trouble.

“Khaya…”, Laqa was the first one to find his voice again. He sounded almost as if he wanted to reassure a shy animal, but it only made the girl unfreeze, whirl around and run away. “No! Khaya, wait!”, Laqa called and ran after her. He probably wanted to explain, wanted to beg her to stay silent, but A‘viloh knew it was too late already.

With his heart hammering against his chest and his thoughts racing he stood there and just watched them go. For a second he wondered what he should do now. But he had nowhere else to go, probably no one else who would defend him apart from Laqa. So slowly he followed them back to the settlement, wishing he could just vanish into thin air.

***

“Tell me this isn’t the thruth.”, U‘odh demanded from his son. His voice was still relatively calm but there already was a tone in it, a kind of threatening sound that also reflected on his face.

For a moment the thought crossed A’viloh’s mind, that Laqa could simply have lied. That he simply could have denied everything. Maybe, just maybe, his father would have believed him.

But that wasn’t like Laqa.

“It’s true!”, Laqa admitted and turned his face a little bit to look at A‘viloh, who so far had stood a few steps behind him, trying to stay out of U’odh’s attention. “A‘vi and I are a couple.”

A murmur went through the crowd and somehow even A‘viloh felt surprised to hear him say this so bluntly for everyone to hear. U‘odh laughed, but it lacked any humor. A’viloh already looked very uncomfortable but when the nunh’s sharp eyes landed on him, he almost flinched away and cast his eyes down to the ground.

“That weak little welp?!”, U’odh spat out, speaking to his son but still looking and pointing at A’viloh. “What do you want with him?! He’s good for nothing!”

A’viloh had never quite understood this either. There were so many better people than him and still Laqa had chosen him instead. Carefully A‘viloh glimpsed up at Laqa and could see his whole body tense up against the nunh’s insulting words. Stubbornly Laqa stared into his father’s eyes and growled.

“Don’t you dare to speak of him like that! I don’t care if he can fight or not, he is kind and wonderful and I love him!”

But U‘odh simply shook his head and laughed condescendingly.

“Love?! Don’t be foolish now… you know nothing about love.”

That had been too much for Laqa.

Usually no one dared to speak up against U‘odh no matter how harsh his words sometimes were. But Laqa, in a way just like his father and in another just like his mother, never had known how to back down. The anger about the situation and also about his father didn’t help, so his next words sounded especially blunt and sharp, more so than he probably truly thought.

“More than you! You wouldn’t recognise love if it stood right in front of you! Because you are just a bitter resentful man who doesn’t know how to love!”

Shocked gasps sounded from the crowd and everybody stared at either Laqa or his father, waiting for a reaction. For a few long seconds both remained silent. But while Laqa just stared at the older Miqo’te with a stubborn, unyielding face, the nunh‘s face changed slowly but entirely. All the mockery faded from his face and instead his expression turned to an angry snarl.

A‘viloh knew he would only end up in the crossfire but if he didn’t do something now, they would certainly fight and that was the last thing any of them could want. He didn’t really know what to say but scraped up all his bravery and stepped forward a bit. Trying to divert their attention from each other he spoke up, still quiet but clearly audible against this deadly silence.

“Please stop, I don’t —“

But U’odh wasn’t going to listen to whatever he had to say. Furiously he whirled towards him and stepped closer with wild rage in his eyes.

“No one allowed YOU to speak, you pathetic little weakling! Get out of my sight, you are none of my kin and I never want to see your whiny face again! You are nothing but a parasite and I have suffered your presence here for long enough! Begone! You are no longer welcome here!”

Of course. A‘viloh had expected this but it still hurt to hear these words out loud. He tried not to cry but already looked quite miserable already, even without tears. U’odh however wasn’t done with him yet.

“Oh, how I regret the day I allowed you to stay here! I wish you had just died with the rest of your miserable family!”, the nunh hissed and looked as if he was about to attack A‘viloh with more than just hurtful words.

With tears in his eyes A‘viloh shivered in fear and flinched away. He had never seen U’odh so furious before. But before the man could loose his self-control entirely and really tried to strike at him, Laqa stepped between them and protectively wrapped his arms around A‘viloh.

Instantly everything went silent again. Everyone seemed shocked by what had happened or what U’odh had just said. Even the nunh himself seemed stunned when he saw his son’s disgusted face, staring at him. But U‘odh was not the kind of man to give in or admit his failures. Instead he quietly but sharply said, “Don’t look at me so. My word is final. He is none of our family and I want him gone by tomorrow.”

With a strange mixture of defiance and sadness Laqa looked at his father for a moment, before he spoke.

“In that case I don’t consider you my family any longer either. A place where A‘vi isn’t welcome I cannot call my home. If you send him away, I will go with him!”

Briefly a shadow crossed his face but then U’odh looked entirely unfazed again.

“Where would you even go?”, he asked and shook his head dismissively.

“Anywhere but here...”, Laqa replied coldly and turned to A’viloh. “Let’s go and pack our things.”

All of this had happened so suddenly A’viloh still could not quite believe it. No matter what U’odh had said, for him this place was still his home and the people here the closest thing he had to a family. He didn’t want to leave.

“What? Now?”, he asked and pleadingly looked to Laqa, hoping that there was some way to make everything right after all.

“Yes! I’m sure we can stay with the Flames for one night and tomorrow morning we leave.”

His decision seemed to be final, just as U’odh’s. What was A’viloh supposed to do against that?

Laqa made a point of taking A‘viloh’s hand so everyone could see it and knew to whom his loyalty belonged. Slowly he let his gaze wander over the crowd of curious faces giving them one last chance to speak up but they all remained silent.

With a last disappointed look at his father he turned around and walked away, unconcerned that they all stared at them as they left.

[kalosian-woods]

Post canon Kalos League vacation to Unova..... What could go wrong? (a lot of things. Maybe.)

Im kinda curious on that offhand mention,,,

Tbf I didn't really do much with the idea now as it is, but it's just one of those fun crack plots that I would like to do if I'm free of the main part of the AU and am still kicking heh. Basically, you are 100% right: everything that can go wrong, will go wrong. We're talking about missed trains, lost in caves, lots of random splitting up (intentionally or unintentionally), getting more lost, trying to stay undercover with random fanclubs, sneaking into places they shouldn't be, more getting lost, and tons of other problems lol.

Totally not a solid 'fic' as it is, but I'm thinking that they went to Unova to just unwind and see another point of view as part of a vacation therapy professional training. They do have outings before but not on this large of a scale, and basically they have to choose replacements before leaving and it's a whole mess back in Kalos as well lol. But even in Unova they do not have peace (not even the plane ride was safe from shenanigans!).

They do meet the Gym Leaders in Unova and have... a relationship (although how good or beneficial it is seems questionable) and the Kalos Gym Leaders are basically just stuck with each other for like a month in a different region. They have to wear different clothes. They sign in the same PokeCentres (because some of them wanted that experience again) (also anonymity). They're all distracted and have to deal with each others shortcomings and while it has a lot of (and I mean a lot) of diffiulties and issues arising, it does bring them more together. And they learn to have fun. And also just learn about each otehr too and how to support each other.

[rhythmmortis]

sorry i was gonna make a full gifset but i cannot take him seriously. look at his stupid belts. i need everyone to look at his stupid armour belts. 2 of them.

[vhvrs]

i talk abt/ draw summer so little but she is like. my fav fav i love her sooo much n i love the specific niche she presents to the story that i rarely ever see in media but also rnm does a LOT of casual things u rarely see in long form media I LOVE HER!!!!!!!