ellievsbear
noise dept.
One Nice Bug Per Day
Doug Jones
d e v o n
taylor price
Show & Tell
Misplaced Lens Cap
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Cosmic Funnies
tannertan36
Game of Thrones Daily
occasionally subtle
★
Not today Justin
Origami Around
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
PR's Tumblrdome
Discoholic 🪩
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Malaysia
seen from Canada
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Türkiye
seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Türkiye
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Portugal
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Netherlands
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Türkiye
seen from Finland
@cauldronssoul
The Horned King RP blog - Written by Tory - Follows back as @intxlligentminds
Please remember to read my rules before interacting, some rules may only apply to The Horned King, for these specific riles refer to her about page (which is linked below)
Rules / About & Verses / RP wishlist / Plotting call / Starter calls
❝ Precisely my thinking. ❞
"Hm and pray tell, what is it that YOU are thinking?" The lich grumbled, drumming his fingertips together.
/ I have the powerful urge to re-icon HK... YET AGAIN.
Magic hovered in the air, heavy like a stifling heat that sticks to your lungs. The lich was testing out a new spell.
"... Ugh...."
Reblog if you want lore and or muse-related questions in your inbox!
Specify which muse for multimuse blogs.
"Do you want to hang out?"
A boney arch, similar to that of a raised eyebrow.
"Hang out?" Was she referring to literally hanging?
Ask my muse anything you want on anon!
It almost made Eilonwy laugh now, to think how afraid of the dark she’d been as a child. One of the castle staff would have to stand in her room with a lantern lit until she fell asleep, or she would be awake the whole night, too terrified to rest. How superficial a fear that had been; standing in the Horned King’s presence, she understood why few dared to even speak his name.
Afraid though she was, with a fear that traveled through to her bones, she still had a role to play, a family’s reputation to uphold. She would not disappoint, not when she had been prepared for this her entire life.
“I wish to understand why, exactly, I have been snatched from my bed by your cabal, and brought to… this.” She gestured around her with a distinguished wrinkle to her nose. She was only stalling, of course. With the Horned King around, kidnapping was always a possibility, more of a probability, and Eilonwy had been raised with the assumption that this would be the inevitable outcome. “A proper host would have greeted his guest hours ago.”
"Unfortunately for you, Princess, I am NOT a proper host," the lich hummed and stepped closer to the bars, his boney hand running along the metal for a moment, yellow eyes gleaming through the dark sockets of his skull. Such a pretty little bird, singing and fluttering, trying to break free, but he would not allow that.
"I was hoping you would be a part of a little project of mine," he explained, he gave no hint as to what it was, his voice still, steady and almost tutor-like. "Though it is not really a request, I have you know."
"Yikes!" he screamed. "Let Gurgi go! Let Gurgi go!"
Poor Gurgi, for the cowardly beast was now left out in the open without anything to conceal himself in. It's only gotten worse as he's left dangling up in the air like some sort of unwashed fur rug. He waved his arms and kicked his legs in rapid succession, all in a desperate attempt to flee and not get caught in the business of someone he shouldn't be talking with at all.
"Gurgi was only curious! He does many sneakings and peakings when he's not eating his crunchings!" He shook his head with short, dire breaths as he continued beg for his life. "Please don't hurt Gurgi's poor, tender head! He doesn't like when it gets any whackings and smackings! He'll promise to leave if it'll make evil lord feel content! Run as far away as the sun can reach the sky! Right where he'll never have to see Gurgi again!"
It was somewhat amusing, to watch the little thing struggle and attempt to break free of the magical hold. He listened, but did not care as Gurgi explained and pleaded for him to be released, a wish that the King would not grant so soon.
He circled the hanging creature, a boney hand going to brush through the matted, dog-like fur curiously and then plucked one of the hairs out, holding it up and examining it before flicking his hand and letting it burn away.
"Perhaps I shall grant you freedom, if you are to grant ME a boon..."
Skeletor’s jaw dropped in sheer disbelief, his red eyes flaring like twin fires inside his yellowed skull. He threw his head back, letting out a sharp, offended screech before pointing a finger right at the King’s face.
❝ HA! You dare call ME a disgrace, you walking pile of laundry?! I am the Lord of Snake Mountain! My magic shakes the very foundations of Eternia, while you sit around in a damp, dark castle talking to pigs! It is more than obvious that you are just jealous of my radiant persona, you arrogant sack of bones! ❞
With that he crossed his arms over his chest, turning his head away with a theatrical huff, fully expecting an immediate apology.
The King remained unmoved by the insults, but the glowing slits in his eyes narrowed at the comments. He was far from being jealous, he was most annoyed by the overzealous undead being.
"I am far from feeling anything other than irritation by your presence here," the King said in his deep voice. "Whatever mountain you rule over, it is not these lands, they are MINE. Power is only as great as what you are willing to learn. And I am devouring it."
@thelordskeletor liked for a starter
"I hope you know that you are an utter disgrace to the undead...."
@cavetigrim liked for a starter
"Hmmm... What a remarkable beast you are...." He mused aloud.
Anyone wanna like for a starter with this bitch ass king?
Send "Headcanon +" and a word and I'll make a headcanon out of that word!
/ I feel like if HK saw magic that he's not familar with, his plan would be to study it closely. That probably means... 'Liberating' the person whom it belonged to and just keeping them as close as possible to study.
