#princguard

[aercnaut-archived]

HE'D LOOKED DOWN BY COMPLETE CHANCE, as if a small voice had told him exactly when to lean over the side of the basket to fasten a rope. at that moment, a shock of familiar red hair caught his eye: red hair he hadn't seen in...years?? maybe longer. well before he'd won the balloon and became a proper prince of the skies. their last interaction had ended badly -- him, neck deep in a bottle of vodka, snarling insults at his dear friend he didn't even mean. god, he'd been so mean.

well, he muses, leaning over even further, never to late for an apology.

" lark?! " he calls, waving frantically with a giant smile on his face. at his side, hester shakes her little head.

" you think she wants to talk to you? " she asks, placing her paws on the edge of the gondola to look over as well. lee can only shrug.

" only one way t' find out, hester. "

@princguard // once upon a time in the north era

[stcrmhund]

@princguard asked: “ you look as if you’re facing the gallows, not your freedom.”

Out of respect, as risked her life saving him, Nikolai does not scoff.⠀⠀She spoke of freedom and declared she was taking him back to the castle.⠀⠀In those halls, he never knew the concept.⠀⠀A gilded cage does not lose its purpose because it glistens in the sunlight, it is still created with one sole purpose:⠀⠀to stop people from leaving, from growing.

❛⠀⠀⠀I apologize if I don't look pleased,⠀⠀❜⠀⠀he says, the words tasting like ash on his tongue.⠀⠀If he had been quicker, if his leg didn't hurt so much, he would have found his way out of this prison by himself.⠀⠀Instead, news of his imprisonment reached the castle, and they sent their best and brightest to corral the puppy prince back to his kennel. ⠀⠀❛⠀⠀⠀Remind me to thank you tomorrow.⠀⠀❜

throne of glass rp memes — p1.

[sankted]

@princguard liked for a jordie starter

Jordie sits crosslegged on the floor, fidgeting with the cuff of the trousers he'd bought when he still had money. Frayed and ugly now, from wearing them everyday after it all went wrong.

And now, whatever he is, he's stuck in them.

"You're the one who doesn't belong here. Why should I leave?"

[demolitionsman]

@princguard​ asked: ❝Please don’t pass out on me–❞

“I’m not going to pass out,” Wylan said, even though he could hear the waver in his own voice. “It’s only that, you have two heads right now, and it’s sort of freaking me out -” 

His eyes rolled up as his knew grew slack.

[soughtknowledge]

@princguard liked for a starter !

❝ YEAH , OKAY , alright , slow down . you're not from here , i've got that . but you don't mean london , i take it . as in earth , yeah ? ❞

[bloodthieved]

@princguard

do you have a link to your art? I would love to look!

honestly i've never like. settled on ONE place to put all my art because i'm awful at remembering to switch accounts so it's scattered between a couple of blogs, and some of it is on instagram too (which is kinda dead now so don't look there shhh)

but! here, have some of my favourite pieces! you may have to click on them for them to look OKAY because tumblr likes to squimsh things that aren't perfectly in-sync in terms of dimensions!

[korzionarchive]

@princguard liked for a starter

"My daughter the general," Rhaenys said with a soft smile as she adjusted the collar of Lark's kefta. "Who would have thought it?"

[secondbetrayer]

nonverbal prompts | accepting @princguard said: 52﹕ sender  takes  a bullet meant  for receiver

Lyra hadn’t even noticed the Magisterial guard nearby. Or that he was pointing a gun at her. Not until she heard a shot and turned her head, horror crossing her face as she saw what had occurred.

“Lark!” Lyra called out, immediately rushing to the woman’s side as Pan flew up as a bird to look out for more. When she got near enough, she noticed the blood on Lark’s clothes and it scared her. “He - he shot you.” A frown of concern crossed her features as she looked at the area of the wound.