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Late day 3 of Inktober babyyyyyyyyyy
This one, I will turn into a full ass illustration. The idea is so cool, and the fact I don't have more then 24h in a day is showing
Liege of Diamond on the far left, on the fox: @wowowhy
Second on left Monarch of Heart: mine
King of Clubs third on left: @greggaxol666
Last, Barde of Spade on far right: @bleubirby
Giant deity of Night on left: mine
Giant god of Nature on right: @greggaxol666
Day 4 : Dodge On time, yippi \o/ We can see the kings closer this time, yay \o/ The mf dodging, Liege of Diamond: @wowowhy The one throwing sword, Monarch of Heart: mine Cake eater, King of Clubs: @greggaxol666 Hat man, Barde of Spades: @bleubirby
Day 6 : Golden The King of Club being in "casual clothing"
Had a lot of fun on the tattoos uwu
King of Club : @greggaxol666
Day 7 : Drip Liege of Diamond ( @wowowhy ) being badass and all eheheheeheheheh
😂😂😂 Hvitserk, honey....
"You guys are becoming kings?"
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Meanwhile, in Valhalla:
Can't I just get lost in an old royal huge castle surrounded by tall walls and engraved with ancient writing, poetries and paintings. Where the old dead king restore his life and fall for my beauty. Then make me his queen, both of us in the royal castle dancing in the moonlight appreciating each other. The queen wearing her long dark ball gown and the king in his royal suit. Promising each other to live again like ever.
We are the queens and the king of this new broken scene and we're alright though
5SOS (She’s kinda hot)
kings // tribe society
The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater // East by Sleeping at last // The King’s Men by Nora Sakavic // We Were Kings by Ryan Star // Take Me To Church by Hozier // Mithridates by Nathaniel Lee // Intro by NF // Furyborn by Claire Legrand
Harlowe is born the day his mother dies. He is breathing for the first time while his mother breathed the last. His father doesn’t hold, but his brother does, and he calls him Lyra because he thought Harlowe sounded like a lyre when he cried for the first time. His brother teaches him many things, he taught him about the kingdom they lived in, about the royal family, about how there is war always in the eastern front, how the oldest prince is always in the battlefield, about how the king had stopped caring for the kingdom, how kind the second prince is, how quiet the third prince is, how Harlowe should speak with elders, how to fight, how to be honorable and how to always stand for justice; these were the things his brother taught him.
His father is home only twice a year for three weeks, the rest of the days months his father is fighting as a soldier in the eastern front. Whenever his father comes home, he brings gifts and teaches Harlowe how to be a good soldier for the prince. His father always wore the colors of the royal family proudly, the color of gold and purple but his brother always disapproved with his father but never spoke out against him. After their father has left his brother would tell him, ‘Don’t worry. After him I will be given his position in the army. So, don’t dream about fighting, dream about everything else. Leave the burdens to me.’
As older he got clearer the world he could see. He could see how his father did not arrive during the time he was supposed to, he saw how hard his brother worked to pay the taxes that were on them relentlessly, he saw how there was barely enough food on the table, he saw how everything was slowly falling apart and how helpless he truly was.
Harlowe, like every other boy in this world, falls in love, only he doesn’t realize that it is love. She was beautiful, she was everything that he never thought he needed in his life, she was everything that kept him awake at night wondering how he survived so long without her. She slowly became his friend, his partner in crime to drive his brother up the wall, his most trusted person after his brother, his equal. She saw him in his highs and lows, in his anger and in his frustration and she still chose to be his friend. She was his equal in all aspects and when she spoke- forget butterflies, the whole forest came alive inside of him.
Then the thing that brought chaos arrived and it brought destruction to everything Harlowe had ever loved. The war on the eastern front was won, but the oldest prince was dead and so were a number of troops, then the king died after killing himself and the second prince ascended the throne. While the royal family threw a party for the celebration for the new king, Harlowe didn’t have it in him to be to be happy for anything. Because his father was now dead and his brother was given a post in the capital so now, they would have to leave to serve the king there. He would have to leave her. When he departs from her, so many things in him die and he feels that nothing would be right again.
Harlowe is fourteen when disaster strikes again. After a few years of apparent peace, the youngest prince rallies troops against the king and dethrones him in the palace at the middle of the night, the king flees but his followers get stuck. The new king is ruthless. He crowns himself as the High King, and anyone who supported the previous king is killed or arrested. The people who won’t swear fealty to him are sent to camps where they have to remain until they die. He throws the rich out of their homes, kills the corrupt, and destroys any form of perversion in the kingdom. He promises equality for everyone in this kingdom, he says that everyone in this kingdom should earn their place and even his ministers would be treated like everyone else and all he asked in return was peace and submission. Equality in all aspects, those had been his words. He utters these words while he stands next to the throne of this brother and father while still covered in blood from the massacre that had occurred that night.
Harlowe would have loved the King, if not for what happened next; Harlowe’s brother came to him the morning after the rebellion, telling him to pack his things so that they could leave. Harlowe’s brother had done something against the new King. The door to their small house is broken in and his brother shakes him and tells him to just survive. Harlowe knew that his brother had personally served the previous king but he wishes his brother would just kneel and beg when the guards force him to the floor and the High King demands something from him. Some truth, what it was, Harlowe did not know. His brother refuses to depart the truth, even when the King himself breaks Harlowe’s arm. His brother dies while looking at him and the King throws the sword his brother had carried at him. The King looks at him and asks, ‘Well?’ and Harlowe kneels and begs for his life and the King allows him to join the army. Harlowe has always been quick witted, he might seem like a coward for begging the man who killed his brother. But in the end, he will be the reason for the fall of that man.
Now years later, Harlowe stands before the man who killed his brother, he smiles while guards force him on his knees, his mentor- someone he had trusted- lies dead a few feet before him, he smiles as the executioner raises a sword against him. He smiles because he knows that even now, even if he kneels, he has won. Then it all goes black.
Shall we start from the beginning?
Are you ready?