#crowned king

[smartzelda]

Finally played the Zora sage/Water temple part of totk and this is what I got out of the experience

[thornescratch]

John Carlson’s and Tom Wilson’s faces say it all: It’s King Andre’s world and we’re all just living in it.

[joeyyymd]

Inktober day 1

Crowned king

All we are is skin and bone trained to get along

[shorenarr]

Annabelle

My chalk pastel drawing ‘Annabelle’, queen of Cheeseland 😃 It seems her life is not that easy 🙂

‘Annabelle’ by Shorena Ratiani

Shorena Ratiani Art Title: Annabelle Medium: Chalk pastel on paper Dimensions: 50 X 70 cm (20″ X 28″)

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‘Annabelle’ by Shorena Ratiani

‘Annabelle’ by Shorena Ratiani

‘Annabelle’ by Shorena Ratiani

‘Annabelle’ by Shorena Ratiani

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[gremlin-gal]

Hey so I was in Italy for the first 12 days of Italy and as such couldn’t post my inktober shit on here until now! Day 1: Crowned King. (My Inktober list is pretty just a Frankenstein’s monster of various other lists, it’s fun)

[hyperionhugo]

echo-eyed-rhysie replied to your post: Hugo Vasquez had a plan plan plan. He wanted to...

“Why am I Queen?” ….. “Wait, that’s better than servant. I’ll take it if you ever come into power.”

“We have a verbal contract, people!”

[your-highness-trancy-blog]

"It's bad enough." Ciel rolls his eyes, looking at the needle sticking into his hand. He didn't like this in the slightest. { Hullooooo uvu ♥ }

{ ❧ } “Learn to be more careful, then.” Alois scowled, internally berating himself for his words. What did he care for the other, after all? Their relationship was an uneasy one at best, and their vows were not forgotten by the blonde.

He would have Ciel Phantomhive, no matter the consequences tied in.

For now, however, the boy merely gave one of his arrogant smiles and attempted to rest his hand on the other’s head. “You look so weak like this, Ciel. Like a little baby.” He teased, finding the other’s weakened state rather amusing to him.

[your-highness-trancy-blog]

the-keeper-of-pandora liked for a starter

Alois Trancy was known for being unpredictably cheerful, much to the chagrin of many of his servants, and especially his butler, Claude Faustus. However, this had prompted a gallivanting through the streets of London, a rare occasion to the young blonde.

Often stuck in his own, ignorant world, the Earl paid little mind to his surroundings or the people that merely stared as he strode past, beaming and, at times, murmuring senselessly to himself. It was, however, amusing to hear the snippets of conversation, claiming him to be ‘possessed’ or just plain ‘insane’. 

The opinions of commoners mattered very little to him.

As the day began to cool, however, and night settled in, the child found himself failing to discover just where his butler had run off to. Any attempts to bring the demon to his side resulted in nothing. The darkened alleyways and streets of London posed to be quite a fearsome place, especially to the lone nobleman. 

“...Claude? Where are you, you worthless butler...”