#Sapphire Kingdom

[fashionsfromhistory]

Pendant given to Pattie Boyd by Eric Clapton

Mick Milligan

Early 1970s

Christie's: The Pattie Boyd Collection (Lot 40)

[marscarhime]

that one meme from twitter but it’s my two nonverbal sillies

[sapphicseasapphire]

Thoughts to ponder.

Tears of the Kingdom spoilers (and lots of rambles) under the cut

When I started the Chain as Cryptids au, I didn’t really think I’d be able to work Tears of the Kingdom in, seeing how much I had changed Wild’s story. He’s a spirit with no memory of the Hylian he once was. He’s a force to be reckoned with but can be easily spooked- much like a wild animal. He avoids Flora like the plague since she’s his connection to the life he used to have. The life that isn’t his anymore.

But then… I had an idea. Flora would be desperate to find her Link again after discovering that he’s still alive (or… not really alive. Not quite a Poe but not quite a Hylian either). Regardless, after the events of Breath of the Wild, she’d start a search party and scour every corner of Hyrule to find him.

She never would. When spirits don’t want to be seen, they aren’t. But… this whole time, I imagined that Korok Forest acted as a sort of home base for Wild. Wild cannot speak verbally but can communicate telepathically with other spirits and spiritual beings. The Koroks and Blupees would be like siblings to him, the Deku Tree being like a parental figure since he basically started life over when he died. (Two Links raised by the Great Deku Tree. He and Time can bond over that later).

ANYWAY. Wild used the Master Sword for about half of the events of Breath of the Wild. But when it would need to recharge, he’d place it back in the pedestal in Korok Forest where it could become stronger under the watchful gaze of the Great Deku Tree. Then he’d be off, never staying in one place for too long, wandering the sandy shores of Necluda or the lava banks of Eldin.

This pattern would stay in place for years after the defeat of Calamity Ganon: Wild stopping at Korok Forest to reunite with his family and let the Master Sword heal and then disappearing into the wilds once more. And over the years, Flora’s search party would shrink until it was just her scouring the continent for her missing knight. Okay, yeah, maybe she’s a little desperate, but she can’t bear the thought of him alone out there. Not when he died because of her. Not when he’s all she has left.

And… when the Master Sword is recharging, that’s when Flora would finally take her search to Korok Forest. She finds the sacred blade but her knight is nowhere to be seen. The Deku Tree allows her to take it, urging her onward, warning her that eventually, she’ll have to use it. She heeds his wisdom, pulling the sword from her resting place and securing it on her back. Then she begins her search anew.

She doesn’t find him.

She trains with the Master Sword while she travels Hyrule. She starts to rebuild. She gets to know her people. And from the cover of countless trees and stone, a certain spirit watches her and his sword.

During her travels, Flora encounters a strange red-black mist that makes her people ill. They call it ‘gloom.’ And, what’s worse, it seems to pour out from under Hyrule Castle. The castle has laid untouched for years now, ever since the Calamity was sealed away and she set out on her search. But now, it would seem that she’s needed once more at the site of her greatest battle. The subject of her nightmares. The place where she los the last piece of her home.

Without her knight at her side, she makes her way to the forgotten foundation of her old life. She’s alone when she travels through the caverns, alone when she follows the melancholy most past murals and carvings that she itches to explore. Flora is alone when the Master Sword glows in warning. Alone when she battles monsters waiting for her in the depths.

The princess is all alone when she discovers a mysterious mummy being held in place by a single glowing arm. She watches as the appendage falls away, a stone falling to the rocky ground with an unassuming click. As she reaches to pick it up, the corpse reanimates. It stands tall, more alert and aware than any Gibdo she’s seen on her journey, and fixes her with a stare that she’d crumble under. She drops her torch and draws the Master Sword, holding the unfamiliar yet warm stone to her chest, and the mummy laughs at her.

It knows her name.

And it attacks.

Flora is alone when the gloom ravages her arm. She’s alone when the Master Sword is the first to crumble under that pressure. She’s alone when the very ground beneath her gives in to that same pressure.

She’s alone when she falls, pain lacing through her arm and golden light enveloping her.

But Flora is not alone when she wakes.

For the purposes of this au, Flora’s time in the past is going to be very similar to canon. She still meets Rauru and Sonia. Still meets Mineru and the Sages and Ganondorf. She still trains to control her secret stone. However, Rauru fixes her arm almost as soon as she arrives in this strange world. He doesn’t give her his, not like he does for Link in TOTK, since he needs it to seal Ganondorf away. But he and Mineru work together to combine construct parts and their own light and spirit magic to make her new muscles and machinery to aid in moving her own ruined arm.

The Imprisoning War is the same.

Sonia dies. Rauru sacrifices himself. And she still has no idea how to get home. How to heal the Master Sword and destroy Ganondorf in her own time. She still speaks with Mineru… and she comes to the same conclusion that she did in canon. This time, though, she’s taking much more of a risk. She can survive the centuries as a dragon, she can heal the sword. But she can’t be sure that her Link will be there to take it and finish things. She hasn’t even seen him in years.

… she doesn’t have a choice.

From Wild’s perspective, it happened in moments. He blinked and suddenly there were islands floating in his skies. Hyrule Castle floats ominously, red plumes of gloom branching out from underneath. Massive sinkholes give way to more of the poison, seeming to drop forever. His forests are ravaged once again, the climate in corners of the continent changing drastically.

And the princess he’d been following is gone.

While trying to get a grasp of what changed so suddenly, he figures out a way up to the Sky Islands. And to his surprise, he discovers a new dragon.

Now, Wild is familiar with all of the dragons in Hyrule. Farosh, Naydra, and Dinraal are just on the threshold of Spirit and Mortal, but they definitely qualify as spiritual beings. Meaning that Wild can speak telepathically to them. Their thoughts are always muddy and jumbled up, so he never gets much out of conversing with them. But he can tell that they enjoy his presence. So he rides with them in the skies of Hyrule for hours at a time.

This new dragon is smaller than the three he knows and flies much higher. Its ears are shorter, hair golden, eyes stunning. Instead of six legs, this one only has five. A scarred stump at its front and a glowing object on- no in- its poor head. Wild makes his way over as fast as he can, desperate to learn more about the beast.

The new dragon’s thoughts are just as jumbled up as he’s used to but he’s caught off guard by how miserable it feels. No. She. How miserable she feels. Wild places a glowing hand on her snout and tries to calm her, but it’s no use. Her thoughts may be chaotic and disorganized, but he senses her distress. She wants- sword. Knight. Link Link Link. You must find me, you have to save them all!

Wild takes the Master Sword from where it was buried in the dragon’s golden mane and is nearly thrown off by her shock at the action. But when his sword is once again in his capable hands, he feels an overwhelming gratitude from the dragon. It’s gone as soon as it came, replaced again by misery. Dread. Grief.

During the events of Breath of the Wild, Wild did not fight to save Zelda. He did not fight to save Hyrule. He fought for the land. For his fellow spirits that were being destroyed by malice. For the forests that were burned down by guardians. For the water that was poisoned by monsters. He defeated Calamity Ganon for his family.

He fights Ganondorf for the same reason. Except… maybe this time, he’s extra motivated by that strange new dragon. She seemed… so sad…

THIS IS GETTING WAY TOO LONG. But suffice to say that after the events of Tears of the Kingdom, Flora does not 100% recover from being a dragon. She keeps her telepathic connection to Wild and her immortality. She keeps her horns and scales and SHE gets the Master Sword. She’s a Cryptid as well, and she’s closer to Wild than she ever was.

. . .

Uhhhhh that was super long I apologize. But rambling like this is so much easier than trying to be coherent and careful when I write. I might to it more often if you think it’s legible haha. Feel free to ask questions haha, I love any excuse to talk about my Cryptid boys and their relationships with people in their worlds.

Wild’s Origin!

[tea-the-not-understanding]

hehe angst go brrrrr @m00r3-cha0s

[tiaramania]

TIARA ALERT-ISH: Talitha Stern wore part of the Countess of Villagonzaloa's Diamond Tiara as a necklace for Le Bal des Débutantes at the Shangri La Hotel in Paris on 25 November 2023.

[aemonds-wifey]

A Balm (requested by @moonchildrenandflowercrowns

Summary: You assist Aemond in something and it brings you closer.

You enter your chambers, gleefully still Happy at newlywed life. You and Aemond had been married for nearly two months. But out of that time you had noticed one or two nights where he was late to bed, you assumed he was obliging his royal Duties or visiting with his family , whom he was close to and there was nothing wrong with that. But it did make you wonder.

“Aemond..?” You ask looking around , he is nowhere to be seen. Not in the library, nor in your shared chambers- it is unusual at this late hour. You found yourself wondering the red keep, at this late hour it was rather eerie , though your worst fear was being cornered by Aegon and his drunken attempts to seduce you.

You heard a muffled moan, almost like someone was in pain down a corridor above where the skull of Balerion laid. You followed it and opened the door, you’re silent when you see Aemond sat on the edge of a table , his eye patch gone , and an elderly Septa stood over him with a bottle in her hand. Aemonds eye glows in horror when he sees you, the set gasps equally in surprise …you are confused.

“Aemond…?” You asked

Aemond faces away, covering his exposed eye with his hand , the sapphire you see is on the table next to where he sits.

“What is this?” You ask the Septa as she dips a curtsy “princess …I am just adding this ointment to ease the pain of his grace…”

Your eyes fell to Aemond who still did not look at you, you were confused- he had been so intiment with you but you had never seen him without the sapphire or the eyepatch.

You ignored the septa’s plea and stood by Aemond “Husband?”

You spoke softly

“Y/N. No I ..please leave…” he said looking away. Still

Covering his missing eye.

The septa moved to him And attempted to put some remedy to his pain, but you heard him wincing which made you interfere.

“Move your hurting him.” You said taking a step forward

“But princess i have to tend to the princes wound and I have for years.”

“Leave us.” You said with authority

The sister looked confused “Princess please let me-“

You waved your hand “Go. Now.”

Aemond said nothing, the Sept looked at him

For back up but he remained silent. She put the ointment bottle Down next to the cloth on the table and hurried out, the door firmly closing behind her. You heard Aemonds breathing which was out of rhythm, he was scared and could not escape this situation.

You gently took the bottle, you had no idea what it. You could only get hints of lavender and something sour mixed with it.

“Y/N please….I do not wish you to see me like this…” he protested as he heard you.

You looked at him, he still covered his face.

You dipped the bottle so the liquid was on your finger tips and you approached him. Lifting your index finger up he instinctively grabbed your wrist with his other hand, you held your breath and looked into his eye- you didn’t say a word.

He knew you would not hurt him , you only moved your lips to where his fingers gripped your wrist. Fear conquered his face and with a small urge of reluctance , he let go of your hand dropped to his thigh and ran your fingers through his hair - his large hand covered his scar.

“Please…let me help.” You whispered .

He inhaled sharply “You will not want to see-“ he began

You shook your head “Aemond…I am your wife. Let me help you…nothing will ever dissolve my love for you.”

He blinked a few times finally breaking the eye contact , he lowered his other hand - revealing the empty eye socket.

You did not make any noise, or expression as you quickly

Saw how he looked without the sapphire or the eye patch. You put down the bottle And gently took his face in your hands- strongly looking at him with fierce love you dipped your head forward and kissed around the eye that was now Empty. It was your way of telling Aemond you accepted him in any state and you wanted him to never forget this. It made your heart strings twinge at both sorrow and anger. Aemond did not deserve this , the strong boys needed to answer for their crimes- Luke especially.

You reversed round and picked up the bottle , putting a bit more liquid on your finger and gently dabbed the scar underneath where the sapphire would usually sit.

“You…you do not look away?” He asked quietly, almost ashamed

“Why would I want to look away?” You mused

He whimpered “Because I’m…hideou-“

You wouldn’t even let him finish the word as you silenced his sentence with another soft kiss to his scar.

“Aemond Targaryen …the man I married is the most handsome man , the most brave and the most-“

A scoff escaped his lips “You are only humoring me…”

You faced him, full on looking at his eye “I would never jest with you.”

He locked his gaze with yours “You do not find me repulsive even now?”

“No.” You did not even hesitate. Kissing him once again you felt his shoulders relax, he found a hand to your waist and held onto it very tightly.

You resumed your assistance and continued to Dab gently. His eye finally closed as you tended to his scar, you dabbed more ointment onto your finger tips and very delicately

“Is that better..?” You whispered

He nodded opening his eye , the look of fear and vulnerability seemed to have disappeared and evolved into a look of pure ardent glow mixed with relief.

“Aemond…?”

He looks as if he had to ask you something but fear gripped him again . You must Tread carefully now, your arm slowly rubs his shoulder.

“I…the pain…it is a lot…and only small remedies such as this help…but it is only temporary…”

You sigh, you felt an outpouring of anger and sad for Aemond. You could not even begin to imagine what Aemond felt day in and day out, to mask it as he does made you admire him even more. Nobody, not even your worst enemy should have to endure such hardships and constant pain.

You continued to be gentle with him, as you have him your full attention he watched you as you washed your hands in the bowl that sat next to the sapphire.

“I once heard the Maester at Winterfell speak of a concoction …when the winter comes the weather is harsh and some are affected with pains…he spoke of this remedy to help ease with chronic pain .”

you picked up with sapphire with your dry hands, standing in front of Aemond you handed it to him

“Let me write to him …see if I can re create it for you.” You suggested as you watched Aemond set the crystal blue gem in stead of his missing eye.

He looked up at you “You…you would do that…for me?” He asked

You nodded almost surprised “Anything for you…”

His eye curved into a sad but loving shape, the kindness you projected onto him was still something he was not use to. He wrapped his hands around your waist and pulled you to him, his head firmly resting against your ribcage. He inhaled deeply.

“You truly are a wonder…the gods did not send me just a wife but a balm….an angel too I think.”

“The Gods sent me the most wonderful Husband. So powerful and truly …a good man.” You ran your fingers through his hair again, placing a gentle kiss on top of his head. You smiled as he looked up at you

“May I ask…one selfish thing ?” He spoke

You tilted your head “Of course.”

He paused for a moment as he tried to find the words “Would you…please…be the one to apply the remedy…to my eye…the septa is too rough she hurries yet you….” He remains focused on you “you take your time…you have a gentle touch and…it does alleviate the pain….”

You nodded “I would be happy to…”

He exhaled so sharply with relief you were sure you saw a tear escape from his eye. He pressed against you again and you held him there as he started to relax

“Thank you …my love.” He said against the cloth of your dress.

You rested your head against the top of his “I love you Aemond.”

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[hikiclawd]

big mysims doodle dump ; not everything but a pretty large portion of stuff in my files that i just. dont know how to put into a post ;; @_@

thats all for now . if you need context for some of these let me know cause i tried putting context in the tags but they all got deleted </3

[benjenren]

I'm watching the last kingdom and it's a very different vibe for ewan mitchell from hotd:

[madasthyhatter]

Kingdom Hearts x Steven Universe Crossover Repost Pt. 4! Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4

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[jeremysknoxes]

if katthias is a diamond in the rough, wytthias is a sapphire

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

Barrel Jellyfish Cookie

Lava Plume Cookie and Twilight Jellyfish Cookie

Padparadscha Cookie

Pink Sapphire Cookie and Bloodstone Cookie

Star Ruby Cookie

Welcome to New Tearcrown!

[keykidpilipili]

Thinking about the timeline where there are cartoons of kingdom hearts and original characters from the adaptation making it to the games like detective conan. <3

[silenceoflink]

Back in 2017, back when I was a baby artist, I drew something to celebrate the release of Breath of the Wild, the most recent and groundbreaking Zelda Game. Well, with Tears of the Kingdom fast approaching, I decided to re-draw it. Paying tribute to the first 3D Zelda game, Ocarina of Time, I celebrate the new game.

[magikbeanshop]

new blog post but here's some sketches I've been working on from my sketchbook. it'll be available for free in it's entirety at the end of the month!

[tea-the-not-understanding]

[tiaramania]

Christie's Auction

Christie's Magnificent Jewels auction on May 17th in Geneva will feature six tiaras.

Diamond Necklace Tiara, circa 1860 - estimate 300,000-600,000 CHF

Sapphire Necklace Tiara by Chaumet, circa 1921 - estimate 300,000-600,000 CHF

Württemberg Sapphire Parure, mid 1800s - estimate 600,000-1,000,000 CHF

Roxburghe Diamond Tiara, circa 1890 - estimate 700,000-1,000,000 CHF

Bessborough Diamond Tiara by Chaumet, 1931 - estimate 800,000-1,500,000 CHF

Emerald Necklace Tiara - estimate 1,000,000-1,500,000 CHF