Child of Snow

My mother froze the land, and made me of ice and snow. A daughter, to love. But then the fear crept in. The realization that I was a threat. So she sent me away in the care of a witch. But I came back, with the true Queen, and fulfilled her fears after...

[fadetuned]

[civismundisum]

I will be wild. I will be brutal. I will encircle you and conquer you. I will be more powerful than your boats and your swords and your blood lust. I will be inevitable.

Iphigenia, from A Memory of Wind by Rachel Swirsky.   (via bexwulf)

[knightgolem-blog]

The Serpent and the Olive Branch

[twisted-but-pretty]

His gaze came to rest on his potential future queen, cool blue eyes assessing her even as she did the same to him, with a detached sort of interest that was reflected in her features. She was fair enough of face, he thought absently, and younger than he’d anticipated, though behind flashing eyes there was a core of strength to the woman that belied her youthful appearance.

This one had lived a lifetime in her relatively brief life, of that the knight was certain. 

Bowing his head in deference, Guy’s smile widened slightly at her notice of the chill that had settled over him, hoping that it played against him when it came to winning her favor as a suitor. He’d just opened his mouth to speak when a riotous noise cut him off, drawing their attention to the doorway just as a man in blinding golden armor came charging into the room.

It took every bit of Guy’s considerable willpower to refrain from laughing out loud at the newcomer.

His would-be queen’s offer had him nodding hastily, practically aching to be away from this fellow ‘suitor’ – and if his guess was correct then her thoughts mirrored his, if the speed with which she turned on her heel and made for the door was any indication. If not for long legs that carried him across the floor in a few paces, Guy had no doubt that she’d have left him behind. The notion coaxed a genuine smile to his face as he caught up with her and then shortened his stride to match hers.

“Gold armor,” the knight murmured with a shake of his head, his lip curled in disdain as he contemplated the other man’s garish costume. “Useless. Might as well go into battle wearing butter.” 

[knightgolem-blog]

"For all the good it would do," she agreed. "At least butter would be less wasteful." She was fairly certain the armor was to advertise his region's wealth, but all Winter could it as was a gross and thoughtless indulgence. Perhaps it was petty, but whoever the man was had strikes against him already. 

Winter paused a moment in the hall, eyeing the way back, and was satisfied that no one had bothered to follow. Either they'd been distracted, or were finally learning that she wasn't one willing to be stalked and coddled. 

She didn't hold out much hope for that, though. 

"Why are you here, sir?" She asked.

There were windows to their left tall and arched and with surprisingly clear glass in them, revealing a stunning view of the mountains and pine forests. Forest's that only weeks ago had been full of blood and fighting. 

Winter shook her head, disconcerted by unbound hair swaying as she did so. It was as good a call back to her current situation as any. 

"I'm not without observational skills."

[pippinxtook-deactivated20170317]

 Pippin hesitated shortly at the Tall One’s words, thinking them over before he simply shrugged his shoulders and then uncrossed his arms, only to shove his hands into his trouser pockets in order to demonstrate how much he was not in a hurry.

 „Well, it’s possible tha’ she didn’t exactleh sey tha’ word far word, bit in any case, it’s true. It’ll take quite a lot o’ convincin’ tae get me tae help ye. Threatenin’ me is not a good start, far yer interest. I don’ think e’en th’ maist skilled wizard cuild put sae much o’ his magic intae overcookin’ all our meals. An’ e’en if I were tae help ye, how cuild I possibleh reach ye? Ye’re far tae high up.“

It was incredibly entertaining to anger Tall Ones.

[knightgolem-blog]

"You're so incredibly aggravating," she huffed. Her eyelids began to flutter and she was pretty sure she couldn't feel her toes. Just once, Winter would have liked to have been better at talking. She very simply couldn't understand the stubbornness in helping a stranger out. Then again he'd obviously taken no vows. Unless they were of annoyance. 

"My horse is just there. If you knew how to mount one you'd be tall enough then --"

"Please, sir Hobbit, I've been stuck like this for an hour."

She did her best attempt at doe eyes, but doubted they were particularly effective in this position.

[queenofwire]

winterjinn

     ”The more you fixate on discovering       what I am, the less I want to tell you.”

[knightgolem-blog]

"I have time." She's absolutely sulking. 

[twisted-but-pretty]

Some of you know I hit a milestone about a week ago, and that December 12th was Guy’s ten month blog-aversary. Because I’m lazy as all hell and a big bucket full of “how do art?” I decided to put together a bias list to acknowledge everyone that has had a positive impact on me in the past ten months. And while I do that, Guy is going to stand there and side-eye everyone trying to figure out what the hell you’re all doing here, because he likes to feel useful.

The Guards - those people that I consider close friends, who are a constant source of joy in my life and have made my RP experience better just by existing. Thank you for being you, and for letting the knight and I play in your sandboxes. I love you all.

piraticalwit imperatrixoceana justcallmejolly thecorruptedones comtenomore thebullen quaeignemetmortem creatorxdestroyer rightfullordoflocksley christmasclausewald

The Cavalry - the people I adore seeing on my dash, the blogs that I shamelessly stalk like the dork I am, and friends I would love to get to know better. Some of you I write with, some I don’t, but I admire and appreciate all of you more than you know.

arielthelionhearted craftycraftsman firstviceroy higherformofbravery heartofdunbroch istealthingstofeeljoy muchthemillersson quitelikedyou rufiofalls skjoldmoy trickstercaptain thepromiseofredemption therealpendragon viserys-targaryen-lll winterjinn xthimble

[lifeismymiracle]

[positivelyregal-archived-blog]

Regina had little use for the news her guards brought her, they approached a woman bound for god knows where — d e c k e d in gleaming armor, riding a nag. Yet what it was that peaked her interest she could not say. 

         When the girl would stop — pulling to the side and          seeking to HIDE herself, then the mind of the queen.          turned to more traitorous thoughts. The world as all          knew it was at war, and none were s a f e . As her           carriage halted she stepped from it, a sweeping move          as skirts were straightened behind her. 

" —— You think to hide in the BRUSH?    You dress like a knight and lurk like a    sparrow. What conundrums must you    have within your consciousness. “

[knightgolem-blog]

"One does not provoke nor attack those more powerful than themselves if they can avoid it, my Lady. It's a good way to die, and pointlessly at that. When I meet my end I'd rather it not be caused by idiocy."

      She spoke calmly and with the gracious tone       nobility seemed to expect. While she herself       was heir apparent of her homeland, that wasn't       a thing Winter wished to advertise. 

"I mean to cause you not troubles, but if you should intend to cause me them, I will not go softly."

      Never a quiet moment.

[melancholycheer]

I love ships that include a savior and a broken person 

I love ships where the broken person enters the darkness and the savior loves them unconditionally despite the pain that puts them through

I love ships where the savior is their light to come home to

I love ships where the savior goes crazy trying to heal the broken one

I love ships where the savior can’t go a day without being reminded of and missing their lost other half

I love ships with angst and passion and desperate, raw need

I love ships where usually stoic, controlled characters lose their cool only when it comes to that one person 

I love ships where they are willing to give up their dreams for each other

I love ships with a reunion injected with emotion and an overflow of tears and embraces

I love ships where the savior heals the broken 

I love ships where the savior realizes the broken one healed him, too

I love ships where they compete with and inspire and complete each other

I love ships where they fix each other

I love ships where they bring out the best in each other

I love ships that are beautifully heartbreaking

I love ships that are founded on unconditional love

I love S O U L M A T E S

[aisimos]

With her leaning against the wall, and resting along his hips, they were likely of a more equal height. Her words made him snicker, however, and he leaned forward to claim her lips in a kiss. Simultaneously his finger moved along that sensitive bundle of nerves, in a circular motion. “Sh — you’ve no idea what you are in for.”

[knightgolem-blog]

"Oh gods," she clung tightly to him, and kissed back fiercely, nipping at his lower lip because she was going to be anything but a passive partner -- and it felt so good. She shouldn't let years pass between encounters because at this rate things were going to go embarrassingly fast. Winter may have started out taking the lead, but apparently things weren't going to end that way. And she was just fine with that.

[aisimos]

"And why should I remove it when I have proper access already?" He purred, holding her against the wall with one hand, as the other trickled between her parted thighs, to brush fingertips along her womanhood, "See?" His breath was a heated breath against her ear.

[knightgolem-blog]

"Oh," she breathed, a little shiver going through her. The earlier blush had nothing on this one. Heat flooded her body, and her muscles tightened in unconscious anticipation. "But that's never quite as -- fun. Unless you think you'll last for more than one round." She swept her fingers along the under side of his jaw, lightly pricking at his pulse. He was too tall, really for her to reach anything else. Yet.

[sweet-in-the-flesh-blog]

[aisimos]

Aureus was a known soldier to frequent the taverns, but he had been long absent from them — too long absent. There was an eagerness to the way he followed her, a slight predatory quality that the lion couldn’t even pretend to be without in such an instance. The moment the entered the room, a low chuckle could be heard at her efforts, as slowly he lifted her from the ground, to rest along his hips. That was when her back would meet the wall, as he gently pressed her against it. Dark hues flickered down to her hands with a smirk, “troubles?”

[knightgolem-blog]

She blushed, then lifted her chin and shifted closer so she could smile and meet his eyes. Confidence wasn't something she lacked. Although she hadn't quite expected him to take control so quickly. 

"Not any more no." There was a line of laughter in her face. She rolled her hips against his as best she could in her current position. "And you still have to figure out how to get my dress off, sir. It's not nearly as easy as it looks."

[aisimos]

Perhaps she had just found the right man — who was heady with drink, and cared not for gender when it came to time in bed with another. The lion followed along behind her with ease enough, anticipation swelling in his core.

[knightgolem-blog]

All things considered she only had to tug him down a short hall off the main room of the tavern, and then they were there. The room was lit by dim and flickering firelight -- which would certainly come in handy given one didn't fight lie she did without acquiring scars. 

Winter pressed up against him, kissing his lips and his neck. No longer gentle and clearly not terribly experienced seeing as she was already having an issue in figuring out how to unlace his shirt. 

[aisimos]

" —- if that is what you desire," Teucer murmured, breath hitched with anticipation as he followed her lead. It wasn’t often that he was given attention from women, so this was certainly a pleasant surprise.

[knightgolem-blog]

Winter's smile was edged with mischief -- and a hint of surprise too. She hadn't thought she'd get this far and wasn't used to people actually seeing that she was a woman. So she took his hands and led him back to her rooms with a light touch. 

[firstxtsurugi-archive-deactivat]

                                               The hardest ones to love                                                           are the ones                                                                 that need it                                                                                         most

[nubbsgalore]

at over four thousand square miles, bolivia’s remote salar de uyuni salt flat is the largest salt flat on the planet. and with a variation in surface elevation of less than a metre, it’s also amongst the flattest land on the planet. but during the raining season, when it becomes covered in a few centimetres of water, the salt flat is transformed into the largest mirror on the planet.

photos by michael & taylor kittell and paul & paveena mckenzie. (salar de uyuni previously featured)