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The Iron King by Josh Rawlings

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“I’ll kiss you if you want me to.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Head and Shoulders (via books-n-quotes)

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Crystal Crowns

Owisteria on Etsy

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the dreaming city is so beautiful

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Brother Zygfryd and the Last Crusade by Jakub Rozalski

1409, somewhere in Lithuania…

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Hello! Could you write some angry declaration between a Hero and a Villain? (I love your writing)

“You are literally the worst person I have ever met!” The hero snarled. Their fists clenched as they took a step closer. “You are - selfish - and arrogant - and cruel and -” And brilliant and magnetic and so full of life that it was mesmerizing to watch, so hungry for the world, so bright and passionate and even funny at times and-

The villain stepped the rest of the way close, cupped the nape of the hero’s neck with freezing hands, and kissed them. 

All of the words washed away. 

The hero drew in a sharp breath, hands claws hooking into the villain’s shoulders and tugging them closer. They kissed back deeply, desperately. 

They’d nearly lost them. 

“Don’t ever do that again,” the hero said, thumping their chest. “Self sacrifice doesn’t bloody suit you.”

“Oh, but how can I possibly resist making everything about me?” the villain teased, with a grin, and nipped their mouth. “Don’t be jealous that I can do hero better than you can. Did you cry for me? I could have sworn I heard you cry out my name. In fact, there may have even been a please involved.”

“I didn’t,” the hero lied. “You’re imagining things. Should I add delusional to the list? Self absorbed? Stupid bastard?” 

The villain raised a brow, looking amused. Maddeningly amused, as if they hadn’t nearly died, and weren’t still shivering from the cold, swaying a little bloodied and bruised on the spot. “You could try adding ‘mine’?” 

The hero crushed their lips together again. “Arsehole.”

Not a pr0mpt

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Raven Altar by sandara

Featured on Cyrail: Inspiring artworks that make your day better

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could you maybe do a snippet of a delinquent pirate captain taunting/flirting with the navy captain he defeated in battle?

“That was very good,” the pirate captain said. “It’s been a long time since someone has been able to put up such a fight against me. You’re very impressive, Captain. You’re wasted on the navy.” 

“Or perhaps you’re wasted on piracy,” the navy captain returned, keeping his voice as casual and easy as possible. “You could make something of yourself with sword skills like that.” 

The pirate captain smiled at that, taking a step closer, examining the man bound and kneeling on his deck. “I don’t think I could pull off the uniform like you do, I’m afraid. I’ll have to pass.”

The navy captain snorted, though his eyes remained cool and assessing. His heart crashed in his chest. His mind stormed through frantic plans and tactics. 

“Demarion Strand,” the pirate introduced himself, keeping his blade trained in the naval officer’s direction. “Captain of the Leviathan.” 

“I know who you are,” the naval officer bit out. “I recognized your colours.” 

Demarion’s smile turned a little brighter, a little sharper at that. “And yet you didn’t turn your ship and run. Handsome and brave. My, my. You are quite the find, aren’t you?” 

“I’m starting to consider rephrasing bravery as stupidity,” he replied, “given my current circumstances.” 

Demarion laughed at that. “I don’t think I’ll be accepting that one. I don’t think underestimating you would turn out very well for me. Do I get to have a name, my handsome captain?”

The navy officer swallowed, rather more thrown than he’d like to admit by the conversation. Demarion Strand didn’t exactly have a reputation for mercy. He’d expected their fight to end with his throat slit, should he lose. 

“Depends,” he returned. “What are you going to give me for it?” 

Demarion’s eyebrows rose. “You think you’re in a position to negotiate?” 

“I think I’m in a position where I don’t have anything to lose by trying, and you want my name.” 

“What do you want?” Demarion asked, sounding amused. Dangerous.

“My crew’s safety.” 

“Boring.” 

“Non negotiable if you want my co-operation.”

“Oh, I don’t,” Demarion said. “You fight beautifully. I don’t want your shallow co-operation. You’re going to surrender yourself to me completely by the time I’m done with you, and then beg me to still keep you.” He said it as if that was nothing.

The captain had…absolutely no idea how to respond to that for a second. He stared at the pirate captain. There was no way to win. If he co-operated, he was co-operating with a goddamn pirate. If he fought, well, apparently then he was just giving the man what he wanted. Entertainment. Whatever reason it was that his throat hadn’t been slit yet. “Well, if you like a challenge, I’m more than up for a round two if you untie my hands and give me my sword back. I’d hate to deprive you of the fight.” 

Demarion’s blade pressed against the tip of his throat, tilting his head up. “I’m not quite that distracted by pretty new things, but nice try.” 

The pirates around them continued to loot the ship, stripping it of everything of value. Maps, supplies, weapons, information. The captain’s stomach sank. 

“Awfully cocky aren’t you,” he said, after a moment. “I’d never surrender to you.”

“I’m experienced,” Demarion all but purred. The tip of the blade hooked beneath the chain around his neck, pulling it out from beneath his shirt with interest. “All of you navy lot exhaust yourself fighting battles you cannot possibly hope to win. Your entire mission is to govern an ungovernable sea and everything on it. I think you will greatly enjoy me relieving you of that responsibility. Also,” Demarion shrugged, “I’ll slaughter your entire crew if you don’t give me what I want. I don’t need to deal with you for their safety. It’s a waste.”

His voice didn’t change as he said it. 

It took a second for the captain to even register, and for the chill to flood him. 

“Your name, Captain,” Demarion prompted, with that sharp smile. “Then maybe I’ll make it quick for them.” 

Goddamn it.

“Adrian,” he muttered, cheeks hot. “Adrian Murphy.” 

“Pleasure.” Demarion’s eyes gleamed. “Welcome aboard the Leviathan, Mr Murphy. We still have a lot to discuss.”

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Ig: @bosslogic https://www.instagram.com/p/BihCuHEFVVG/ https://www.instagram.com/p/BigWvgOFZKl/

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Nebula Images: http://nebulaimages.com/ Astronomy articles: http://astronomyisawesome.com/

#astronomy #apod #space #nasa

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Tutorial: How to Draw Hair (Curls)

http://rapidfireart.com/2015/06/17/how-to-draw-realistic-hair-the-ultimate-tutorial/

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Portrait of Tyrion Lannister played by Peter Dinklage in Game of Thrones, one of the most badass characters in the history of any TV series.

This drawing is dedicated to all the GOT fans out there. If you think this is one of the best GOT fan art you have come across, then please do share :) “I just want to stand on top of the wall and piss off the edge of the world” - Tyrion   Medium used: Graphite Steadtler 3H, 2B, 4B, 7B and 8B Dimensions: 11" X 14" Follow me here: Realistic art by Sachin Kamath

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Pencil drawing, ‘Monochrome’. Study of an eye. This is one of my most intricately detailed work yet. Follow me here: Realistic art by Sachin Kamath

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Concept art by ömer tunç

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Planet monster by Guodong Zhao

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Necromancer by Min Gyu Lee