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occudo · 4 months
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Metal Mittens
For anyone who thought I killed Jon-
I didn't!
(just never found it in myself to finish this one's inking. So I didn't in the end -- I started this in September :'D )
They are going to the Winter Gala after this
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sparrowsonata · 7 months
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witch jon :D
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whatawonderart · 6 months
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after the Lords In Black were given human forms i thought it was only fair to give Webby her monster form. she deserves to be as fuzzy wuzzy as her brothers
also i like to believe that the lords in black don't have a concept of time in their dimension so when they say that Wiggly is the big brother they mean it literally. he's literally the biggest. and webby being the little sister means she's the littlest out of all of them.
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samwise1548 · 9 months
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Au where Jmart are witches running a small magic shop together <3
[ID: five pencil on paper sequential sketches of Jonathan Sims and Martin Blackwood from the Magnus Archives.
1.) A bell dings and a shop door hits it as it's opened by a person out of frame.
2.) The person walks up to a register, where the store owner, Martin, greets him with a "Welcome!" Theg look around in awe at the store. A display to their right has a "50 percent off" sign above it and a cat perched on top.
3.) The scene zooms in as the cat jumps down from its perch to the register. It lets out a "Meow." Martin is surprised by the cats sudden appearance.
4.) A cloud of smoke Poofs out from where the cat had landed. Martin angrily yells "JON!" in all caps. The customer stands awkwardly by, hands in their back pockets.
5.) Jon appears before Martin in a flourish, arms spread wide as if to embrace the customer, and he says "Welcome!" Martin groans behind him, facepalming himself, saying "omgggg..."
/End ID]
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trial-item · 1 day
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wodania · 1 month
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me talking about the majority of asoiaf characters: THAT IS A CHILD!!! AN INFANT!!! A FETUS!!!
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marce-mallow · 2 months
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Richie: You’ve heard of ‘be gay do crimes’, now get ready for ‘be trans throw hands’
Pete: Be queer instill fear
Ruth: Be bi go for the eye
Steph: Be ace punch face
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occudo · 2 months
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Lonely Knight Seer Mage Pining Hours
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warning brendon mention + also excessive usage of brackets and like no punctuation/formatting except for paragraph breaks iM SORRY
sick and tired of ppl saying panic went to shit after ryan and jon left like yes it downgraded (compared to afycso my fave album from them) B U T ian (even tho he was only there for a few years) and dallon (who stayed on til 2017 oh how he put up with a lot of bs over the years) rlly kept it from tanking in those key years imo
like dallon is credited w writing most of v&v (with the exception of "nearly witches" - ryan wrote that) and all of twtltytd (is that even the album name idk i dont rlly listen to post ryan panic sorry not sorry) and he played bass not only for the end of pretty odd touring but also as part of the band til 2015 and then continued touring til 2017 (plus apparently brendon stopped him from releasing a song w 21 pilots which is actually why im writing this lmfao) like
dallons writing was on a similar level to ryans and it feels mean/unfair to reduce those albums that he did write to "shit" bc ryan wasnt there
and yes doab has a couple of bops (crazy = genius and also la devotee imo) but overall they dont cancel out what is mostly a shit album (ok yes dont threaten me w a good time is okay too but he did NOT make those high heels work good lord) esp cause there were literally none of the ogs except brendon on that)
and ofc pftw is ass if i ever hear high hopes or hey look ma i made it i actively try and leave wherever i am (they fucking played high hopes at a skate night i went to WHEN I WAS COSPLAYING RYAN ROSE VEST)
also side note fuck u brendon for continuing to play camisado after ryan left even tho it was like the one song he asked you to stop performing it cause it was rlly personal to him AND YOU DIDNT LISTEN (ofc all the songs were personal to him but camisado was one of the ones that he specifically drew on his experiences w/ his father to write)
also side note 2 imo panic died when spencer left (2013) but was temporarily revived til dallon left (2017) and brendons been dragging its corpse around for the last 6 years. and idc what anyone says the touring artists he played with do not count as panic cause no offence but like their title says theyre TOURING ARTISTS (like how dallon didnt consider himself a part of panic when he was touring w em til they asked him officially and then when he "stopped contributing creatively" - his words) like i rlly doubt ppl can name them off the top of their heads (altho theyre underappreciated for dealing w brendon)
if you've read this far PLEASE feel free to comment (? is taht what its called here) and/or reblog w ur additions/opinions im fairly open-minded abt others ideas!
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multific · 10 months
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His Queen
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Jon Snow x Reader
Warnings: murder, blood, witchcraft
Summary: As a last attempt to defeat Jon Snow, the Kings and Lords gather for a meeting, during the meeting an idea comes up in order to defeat Snow. 
A/N: This story doesn't follow the story of the series/books.
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“The King in the North has started to reach our borders. He is a threat to us.”
The Kings and Lords looked between one another. 
"Jon Snow is nothing but a bastard. We can crush him easily." said one.
"I think you forget that the last party you sent to kill him, he easily defeated." replied another.
Everyone began to murmur between themselves when a Lord came up with the idea.
"Let us kill his wife. He holds her so near and dear if he was to lose her, he would surely crumble." everyone stayed quiet.
"His wife... is a witch. My men had seen her, while she is a beauty, she holds powers, powers not even a dragon could win against."
"I will send my men, my best, to kill her. We will come up with a plan which for sure will work. Witch or not."
"Didn't someone try to poison her before?" another King spoke up as a Lord nodded.
"Yes, she drank the poison and wasn't even phased by it. I'm telling you all, it is a bad idea to go after her."
But of course, no one listened.
Ten men were sent for Jon Snow's wife.
At the time they didn't know, but none would return.
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Mornings like these were always your absolute favourites. With your husband still in bed next to you, you played with the ends of his hair.
You smiled to yourself as he moved just a little in his sleep.
Soon, Jon woke up as he moved to lay on his back, you moved to his chest as he let out a soft sigh. The fur now pooled around his waist as your hand ran up his chest.
"Good morning." you said with a soft voice, not quite ready to get up just yet.
"Morning, My Goddess." you smirked as his fingers began to roam your naked back.
He never opened his eyes as you just kept staring at him.
"Our Kingdom is growing, this will come with many enemies." you said.
"More than what we already have?" came his reply with a yawn.
"If they only knew that the King of the North is this lazy. It is almost mid-morning and you still refuse to wake."
"It is my wife's fault. She kept me up all night." you smiled as he finally opened his eyes, looking at you with nothing but pure love and admiration. "What's wrong?" he asked, suddenly his eyes filled with worry upon seeing your expression.
"The wind came with bad news, people are brewing a plan against you."
"You and your powers, My Love... what is the worry this time? A coupe? To kill me? A trap for my armies?"
"Men had been sent to kill me. I can deal with them, once know who they are. Please, Jon, much like before, we act as we don't know."
"Of course," he nodded. "As always, oblivious. Do you know how many?" you shook your head, no.
"I hope, I pray to the Goddess that one day we won't face such dangers. That our children won't have to grow up in fear." you said as Jon sat up, you followed suit, holding the fur to your chest.
He smiled.
"You always speak of children, I like it when you do that. It gives me hope, a reason to fight for a future."
You smiled right back before kissing him.
Oh, yes, mornings like these were your favourites.
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Staying away from Jon was something you didn't really like to do.
You prefer to stay with him at all times but you understood that he had duties and so did you.
You looked after the young wolves and cared for the pups who were left without a mother after the war. 
The feeling of dread didn't leave you.
Ever since you woke up, you had this feeling, and you knew better than to ignore your instincts.
Your life was in danger as always but now, you won't be merciful.
Last time, it was during your wedding when they tried to poison you. You drank the wine without a problem but the taste of iron never left your mouth. You chose not to speak, Jon only was told years after.
You decided not to tell him because you feared his reaction.
But now, after the wars, after the many lost lives, you were ready for anything.
Their first try came while you were taking your daily bath. One dared to barge in with a sword, trying to kill you. But the man's fate wasn't fortunate.
When Jon heard the news that you have been attacked he was furious. But the scene he saw when he entered the bath wasn't what he expected.
The man now laid, with his head by his lifeless body, his blood filled the bath which you still occupied.
"I'm almost done." you said with the calmest tone Jon had ever heard.
There was something about you, in a bath of blood that just turned Jon on beyond belief. He had seen you covered in blood before, but somehow, this was different.
That night as you two got ready for bed and he finally joined you, you just said "There are more of them." which made Jon nod, he knew you would take care of yourself, but he will also have to look out for himself. 
The second and the third man wanted to take no chances. One watched by the door while the other ran into the library to kill you.
But when everything inside went quiet the other man also emerged from the door and was met with the same fate. 
Both dead, surrounded by symbols drawn with their own blood. It scared the servants, even some knights found themselves to be scared by the drawings. 
But not Jon, never Jon.
He simply entered the room and kiss you on the lips.
Seven men were left. All of which decided to catch you at night. First, they found out that the King was occupied and they all hurried to your chambers.
But instead of meeting with a sleeping Queen, you have been waiting for them. The door locked behind them and only their screams were heard in the night. 
No one dared to approach the chambers. No one dared to open the door.
Jon arrived again, seeing the blood seeping out from behind the door, he opened it and saw a scene that almost made him throw up.
All bodies were kneeling around you in a circle. Kneeling, holding their own heads in their hands as you sat in the middle of them, he wasn't sure if you were praying.
"Darling?" he asked, knowing better than to cross any lines. Knowing the powers you were often playing with.
You looked at him, familiar eyes staring at him as he knelt down to your eye level.
"Let's go to bed in another room." he suggested and you agreed. 
Of course, your loving husband avenged the attacks against you.
In his eyes, no matter if you were never injured, he saw these attacks as an attack on him, because they were.
And Jon never took lightly to harm against you. He would never stop at anything when it came to you. Even if he wasn't king. 
Jon Snow would never let anyone take you from him, you were his.
His Love.
His Wife.
His Queen.
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rocksanddeadflowers · 11 months
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Jon during the cabin in scotland era either learning or being reminded he can understand animals and accidentally befriending their local murder of crows. martin finds him sitting out on the lawn surrounded by them, one sitting on his arm, looking completely like a disney princess.
"mahtin they're hungry and would like some bread. you baked bread today right? can they have some?"
"mahtin her wing is broken and she's crying can you find any popsicle sticks? im trying to convince the eye to tell me what I can use as a painkiller for her"
"mahtin look!! they brought us gifts :) they like us!!!" (is holding out hair ties bc he complained about his hair falling in his face Once and a couple shiny rocks bc he babbles about martin non stop to them and tattled about his rock collection)
martin absolutely adores jon's little antics with the crows and finds it absolutely adorable and hilarious. the crows love hanging out with jon and grow fond of martin through jon's absolutely undying mushy gushy love.
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crawlingwithmagg0ts · 6 months
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Meme dump
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witchthewriter · 23 days
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𝑳𝒚𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒌
ISFP
Gryffindor
Neutral Good
Aquarius Sun, Gemini Moon, Cancer Rising
𝑭𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚
Born into the House of Stark, she was the third child and only daughter of Lord Rickard Stark, head of House Stark and daughter to Lyarra Stark. Lyanna had three brothers, Brandon, Eddard, and Benjen. Her father arranged a betrothal between her and Robert Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End and Lord Paramount of the Stormlands.
Their father Rickard and brother Brandon, lost their heads to the Mad King Aerys. This changed the dynamic of House Stark quite considerably, with Eddard now the heir.
In a way, Lyanna represents what House Stark is.
𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚
As an ISFP, they are known to desire freedom and the freedom to pursue their own course in life, set their own schedule, and live according to their personal values. These types crave freedom for themselves and want others to enjoy freedom as well. They are typically sensitive, kind, and gentle and crave a life that is meaningful and personally rewarding. They balance this with a realistic, practical, and factual outlook on life.
Her personal character can be attributed to what her father and brother, Eddard. Her brother once said, "she has a touch of wildness to her." Which was described as "the wolf blood" by her father, Rickard Stark. 
What really stood out about Lyanna's personality is her uncommon kindness to those of a lower birth. This is shown prominently by her friendly treatment of Wylis, a mere stableboy in contrast to her being a great lady from a powerful family.
Lyanna is noted to have been a skilled rider who loved to ride. According to Harwin of Winterfell, Lyanna rode "like a northman", while Barbrey Dustin describes her as a centaur, and Roose Bolton states that Lyanna was "half a horse herself".
Another big part of her character is that Lyanna had been fond of flowers. She loved the scent of Winter Roses.
𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑬𝒏𝒅
Another woman forced unto death for birthing a child. The cruel nature of women's bodies. They give life but they can take it as well. No in her family knew where she was, until Ned came and listened to he promise. He kept it.
𝑳𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒏
Even though it has been revealed that Jon is Lyanna and Rhaegar's son, I see her spirit living through Arya. They even look the same - but it's mostly their personalities. Arya seems to be Lyanna reincarnated.
𝑴𝒚 𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔/𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔:
Lyanna's character was changed from a multidimensional woman to a 2D cartoon by the men around her. Especially Robert Baratheon, with his unrequited love. From a wolf-woman, to a damsel in distress; Lyanna was done dirty.
If she had lived, she would definitely have evaded Robert, even though he would invite her to King's Landing nonstop. To the point where she would go into hiding? And then once he died, she come out of hiding.
(I think Rhaegar would have died no matter what.)
She would definitely have a lot of enemies; especially those from House Martell. However, she isn't one to avoid confrontation.
Therefore, she would have apologised and shown her true self, so there was no more animosity.
Without a doubt, she would love Arya with all her heart. Seeing her as her own daughter. Doting upon her, teaching her whatever she could. Sansa of course would be very bitter.
Yet, Lyanna isn't the type of person to leave anyone out, or make them feel alientated. So of course she would invite Sansa along, or suffer the more 'lady duties' like sewing.
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