THY KINGDOM COME

AND IF THEY HAVE TO KILL, ‎ ‎ THEY KILL.

[vranik]

IF THEY HAVE TO FIGHT, THEY FIGHT. INDEPENDENT AND PRIVATE MULTIMUSE FEATURING CHARACTERS FROM THE KINGDOM COME SERIES BY WARHORSE WITH A SECONDARY FOCUS IN HISTORICAL FANTASY SUCH AS ARTHURIAN LEGEND AND CZECH MYTHOLOGY，DRAGON AGE，AND A WORLD OF ICE AND FIRE. CANON DIVERGENT PORTRAYAL AS CRAFTED AND CHRONICLED BY SOLEIL. TWENTY ONE PLUS.

LINKS. LAWS， CHARACTERS， PROMPTS， MAIN BLOG.

[vranik]

@bhaal1st, closed starter.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀in the chamber, erik sits as a soldier and as a prison guard by the door guarded, too, by soldiers without, for bedchambers they are not but chambers for a prisoner. "you're a princess, lord toth says, of house habsburg." befitting of a princess, however, are the prison chambers: plush is the bed and plush is the ottoman erik sits on. (and unbefitting of a prison guard, sitting upon a pouf.) plush is trosky castle, though better is istvan's estate. stinks less of horse piss and shit there. but a prison is a prison, no matter how plush, no matter how it stinks not of horse shit and piss. perhaps erik sympathizes with wren there, then. "why did you run away?" there's no malice nor mockery. plainly, and perhaps curious, does erik speak. intriguing, the machinations of nobility. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"you could marry any nobleman you wanted. you'd have your pick of the litter, even princes." he furrows his brows in thought, though slight is the expression. "and even a nobleman who's no ... interest in women." but perhaps wren would rather not be wed at all, not to a prince nor to a nobleman who's no interest in women. perhaps wren would like to be free. free the princess is decidedly not as of now, a prisoner she is, but in no suitor's claws does she find herself in. that's freedom, he thinks.

[cuppydogshane]

me and the mutuals are giving some minor characters rich inner worlds later if you wanna pull up. yeah its gonna be all day.

[vranik]

@nic0polis, "soon."

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀"soon." stoic is erik to the men at arms in vranik, with a gauntlet'd hand 'gainst the pommel of a sheathed sword and a face perfectly flat. surely not stoic, however, is erik to istvan, for istvan's privy to how erik fidgets, how erik's fingers 'gainst the pommel flex, and how e'er so slightly does erik's jaw jut forth. not stoic is erik to istvan, no, but pettish and petulant is the soldier to the lord, the hound to the master, the wretched maw to the hand that so oft gives and and so oft takes. "you will be departing for skalitz on the morrow, and you will be back soon." he grunts. "what am i to tell the men? they already hardly mind you; i tell them you'll be back soon, and it'll be anarchy." easy it would be to quell the rebellion, but surely istvan would quite like erik not slaughtering the riffraff of men and farmers and former soldiers — bastard, all of them — they'd hired. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀erik sniffs. "and i'd like to think i'm owed a time frame." not an explanation, no, but a time frame is all erik asks. softer, then, "it's only fair i have something to look forward to."

[maxbegone]

Niamh Algar as Sandie MARY & GEORGE (1.02) → The Hunt

[jonmoxleys]

HALF MAN 1.06

[rainystarters]

๋࣭ ⭑𓆩✧𓆪🗡ྀ࿔ 〖 and other stories . . . 〗 a collection of dialogue + action prompts inspired by angela carter's the bloody chamber and other stories. some prompts usfw. add +reversed for the muse receiving the meme to perform the action instead. adjust details as necessary.

dialogue :

are you sure you want to marry him?

oh! how you must want me!

soon.

i had never been vain until i met you.

anticipation is the greater part of pleasure.

all the better to see you.

what is that key? the key to your heart?

every man must have one secret, even if only one, from his wife.

all is yours, everywhere is open to you.

but now... what shall i do now?

my darling, i cannot wait for the moment when you make me yours completely.

there is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.

you are in some great distress.

any bride brought to a castle should come ready dressed in mourning.

oh god. i can smell the blood.

i thought all these were old wives' tales, chattering of fools, spooks to scare bad children into good behavior!

can't it wait until morning, my darling?

who can say what i deserve or no?

i've done nothing; but that may be sufficient reason for condemning me.

i have a place prepared for your exquisite corpse upon my display of flesh.

good fellow? i am no good fellow.

forgive me for robbing your garden!

all she wanted, in the whole world, was one white, perfect rose.

and what else was there to be done?

they are the death of any tender herbivore.

so late! you will want sleep.

you will come back to me? it will be lonely here, without you.

i will come back. soon, before the winter is over.

i am sick and i must die.

if you'll have me, i'll never leave you.

i think i might be able to manage a little breakfast today.

i have lost my pearl, my pearl beyond price.

if you are so careless of your treasure, you should expect them to be taken from you.

for all my pride, my heart is heavy.

if you wish to give me money, then i should be pleased to receive it.

i shall twist a noose out of my bed linen and hang myself with it.

you are a woman of honor.

nothing human lives here.

we have dispensed with servants.

take off my clothes for you, like a ballet girl? is that all you want of me?

all cats are cynics.

you read my thoughts, my love.

the woods enclose. the wood swallows you up.

all will fall still, all lapse.

it is easy to lose yourself in these woods.

i thought that nobody was in the wood but me.

there are some eyes can eat you.

sometimes the birds, at random, all singing, strike a chord.

eat me, drink me.

dive in and fetch it for me.

now you are at the place of annihilation.

and she is herself a cave full of echoes, she is a system of repetitions, she is a closed circuit.

can a bird sing only the song it knows or can it learn a new song?

beauty is a symptom of disorder, of soullessness.

a single kiss woke up the sleeping beauty in the wood.

be he alive or be he dead.

coffee. you must have coffee.

welcome. welcome to my chateau.

i rarely receive visitors and that's a misfortune since nothing animates me half as much as the presence of a stranger.

this place is so lonely.

now the village is deserted.

often i am so silent that i think i, too, will soon forget how to do so and nobody will ever talk any more.

i must apologize for the lack of light.

you have such a fine throat, like a column of marble.

i am condemned to solitude and dark.

i do not mean to hurt you.

i will be very gentle.

and could love free me from the shadows?

i've been waiting for you in my wedding dress, why have you delayed for so long.

you will feel no pain, my darling.

so delicate and damned, poor thing. quite damned.

the end of exile is the end of being.

it is a northern country; they have cold weather, they have cold hearts.

the devil is as real as you or i.

do not leave the path.

you are always in danger in the forest.

they are as unkind as plague.

fear and flee the wolf; for, worst of all, the wolf may be more than he seems.

besides, aren't you afraid of the wolves?

actions :

clasp. from behind, the sender places their hands over the receiver's eyes.

opera. through opera glasses, the sender watches the receiver.

choker. the sender fastens a gemstone necklace around the receiver's neck.

carriage. the sender locks the receiver in with them in their train compartment.

spine. the sender presses a kiss to the back of the receiver's bare neck.

cigar. the sender leans in and blows smoke in the receiver's face.

ermine. the sender wraps the furs around the receiver tighter as the snow falls.

keys. the sender silently enters the room and listens to the receiver play piano.

harem. the sender undresses the receiver before a collection of mirrors.

lazy. the sender brings the receiver breakfast in bed.

call. the sender calls the receiver and bursts into tears upon hearing their voice.

note. the sender discovers a love letter sent to the receiver from a previous lover.

death. the sender finds the receiver with the body of their latest victim.

hospitality. the sender watches from the shadows as the receiver take refuge from a storm in the sender's seemingly abandoned home.

servant. invisible, the sender feeds/washes/cares for the receiver.

hearth. the sender and the receiver talk past midnight by the fire's light.

hands. the sender falls to their knees before the receiver and kisses their hands.

bouquet. the sender has a hundred white roses sent to the receiver.

reunion. the sender lays eyes upon the receiver for the first time in an age.

bad luck. the sender hangs their head having lost a bet to the receiver.

voice. the sender sends their valet to speak their desires to the receiver.

powder. the sender dresses/makes up the receiver before an important night.

stallion. the sender grabs the reins of the receiver's horse and leads them away.

weep. the sender cries at the sight of the receiver in such a state.

dry. the sender brushes a tear from the receiver's cheek.

flush. the sender pinches the receiver's skin, watching it redden with blood.

prey. the sender guides the receiver's hands as together they skin a rabbit.

song. the sender sings and the receiver is spellbound, their feet following their song's command.

caught. the sender locks the receiver into a cage.

green. by the sender's command, the growth begins to take over the receiver.

tarot. the sender tells the receiver they are doomed to a sad fate.

stain. the sender touches the bloodstain on the receiver's white negligée.

wild. the sender rides hard through the night, chasing the receiver.

thirst. the sender sinks their teeth into the neck of the receiver.

china. the sender pours tea for the receiver and offers them biscuits.

blemish. the sender explores the receiver's skin and finds the mark of a witch.

wolf. the wolf reveals themself to be the sender before the receiver.

muzzle. the sender kisses the monstrous mouth of the receiver.

[ekikeki]

Oh, hello, little princess!

[lilyan-art]

It was just supposed to be a quick color study but I got sad and carried away

[obosssania]

Love my puppy

[lilyan-art]

Did someone say HENRIK SUMMER

Istvàn over there: 🍿

[vranik]

001. ERIK OF DRAHŇOVICE [ PRIMARY MUSE. ] 002. JAN ŽIŽKA OF TROCNOV. 003. JITKA ŘEZNÍČEK OF KUNSTADT. 004. KATHERINE OF VODŇANY.

[vranik]

FULL NAME.    JITKA ŘEZNÍČEK OF KUNSTADT. NICKNAMES.    NONE. TITLE(S).    THE LADY OF KUNSTADT AND PIRKSTEIN. GENDER IDENTITY & PRONOUNS.    CIS WOMAN, SHE/HER. BIRTHDATE.    29 DECEMBER 1379. AGE.    TWENTY FOUR (1403) / FORTY (1419.)

FACECLAIM. NIAMH ALGAR. HEIGHT.    FIVE FEET SIX INCHES TALL. PHYSIQUE.     ATHLETIC AND LITHE. HAIR.    DARK BLONDE EYES.    DARK BLUE. COMPLEXION.   MEDIUM FAIR, OLIVE TONED. SCARS.    NOTHING OF NOTE.

POSITIVE TRAITS.    TBA. NEUTRAL TRAITS.    TBA. NEGATIVE TRAITS.    TBA.

LIKES.    PAINTING, POTTERY, HORSEBACK RIDING, POLITICS. DISLIKES.     TBA.

MOTHER & FATHER.    MARKÉTA ŘEZNÍČEK / PETR ŘEZNÍČEK (FATHER DECEASED.) SIBLINGS.    SVATYA & TOMAS, YOUNGER BROTHERS. CHILDREN.    HYNCE CAPON OF PIRKSTEIN.

SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION.    HOMOSEXUALㅤ/ㅤHOMOROMANTIC. SIGNIFICANT OTHER.    HANS CAPON OF PIRKSTEIN, LEGALLY.

[vranik]

FULL NAME.    KATHERINE OF VODŇANY. NICKNAMES.    "KATE," "KAT." TITLE(S).    SPYMASTER. GENDER IDENTITY & PRONOUNS.    CIS WOMAN, SHE/HER. BIRTHDATE.    25 APRIL 1368. AGE.    THIRTY FIVE (1403) / FIFTY ONE (1419.)

FACECLAIM. ROSAMUND PIKE. HEIGHT.    FIVE FEET FIVE INCHES TALL. PHYSIQUE.     CURVY AND SLIGHTLY MUSCULAR WITH WIDE HIPS. HAIR.    DARK BROWN. EYES.    DARK BLUE. COMPLEXION.   MEDIUM FAIR, OLIVE TONED. SCARS.    NUMEROUS.

POSITIVE TRAITS.    TBA. NEUTRAL TRAITS.    TBA. NEGATIVE TRAITS.    TBA.

LIKES.     TBA. DISLIKES.     TBA.

MOTHER & FATHER.    JOHANNA OF VODŇANYㅤ/ㅤJAKUB OF VODŇANY (BOTH DECEASED.) SIBLINGS.    NONE. CHILDREN.    BIANCA OF VODŇANY (DECEASED, STILLBORN.)

SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION.    BISEXUALㅤ/ㅤBIROMANTIC. SIGNIFICANT OTHER.    MIKULAS OF VODŇANY (DECEASED) / JAN ŽIŽKA.

[vranik]

FULL NAME.    JAN ŽIŽKA OF TROCNOV. NICKNAMES.    NONE. TITLE(S).    COMMANDER, "THE ONE EYED ŽIŽKA." GENDER IDENTITY & PRONOUNS.    CIS MAN, HE/HIM. BIRTHDATE.    6 NOVEMBER 1368. AGE.    THIRTY FIVE (1403) / FIFTY ONE (1419.)

FACECLAIM. ADRIAN BOUCHET. HEIGHT.    SIX FEET TALL. PHYSIQUE.     MUSCULAR WITH A SOFT ABDOMEN. HAIR.    DARK BROWN. EYES.    LIGHT BLUE GRAY. COMPLEXION.   MEDIUM FAIR. SCARS.    NUMEROUS: BLINDED IN ONE EYE.

POSITIVE TRAITS.    TBA. NEUTRAL TRAITS.    TBA. NEGATIVE TRAITS.    TBA.

LIKES.     TBA. DISLIKES.     TBA.

MOTHER & FATHER.    AGNES OF DRAHŇOVICEㅤ/ㅤJOSEF OF DREŽĎANY (BOTH DECEASED.) SIBLINGS.    JAROSLAV & ANEŽIKA, OLDER SISTER & YOUNGER BROTHER. CHILDREN.    VERSE DEPENDENT.

SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION.    BISEXUALㅤ/ㅤBIROMANTIC. SIGNIFICANT OTHER.    KATHERINE OF VODŇANY.

[vranik]

FULL NAME.    ERIK OF DRAHŇOVICE. NICKNAMES.    "DOG." TITLE(S).    NONE. GENDER IDENTITY & PRONOUNS.    TRANS MASCULINE, HE/THEY. BIRTHDATE.    23 OCTOBER 1380. AGE.    TWENTY THREE (1403) / THIRTY NINE (1419.)

FACECLAIM. STUART CAMPBELL / RICHARD GADD. HEIGHT.    SIX FEET THREE INCHES TALL. PHYSIQUE.     LEAN AND MUSCULAR WITH BROAD SHOULDERS. HAIR.    DARK BLOND. EYES.    MAHOGANY. COMPLEXION.   MEDIUM FAIR, TANS OFTEN IN THE SUMMER. SCARS.    UPPER LIP SCAR THAT PULLS THE LEFT SIDE OF HIS MOUTH INTO A SLIGHT SNARL.

POSITIVE TRAITS.    TBA. NEUTRAL TRAITS.    TBA. NEGATIVE TRAITS.    TBA.

LIKES.     SKETCHING, READING, HORSEBACK RIDING. DISLIKES.     TBA.

MOTHER & FATHER.    AGNES OF DRAHŇOVICEㅤ/ㅤJOSEF OF DREŽĎANY (BOTH DECEASED.) SIBLINGS.    ELIŠKA, YOUNGER SISTER (DECEASED.) CHILDREN.    VERSE DEPENDENT.

SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION.    BISEXUALㅤ/ㅤBIROMANTIC. SIGNIFICANT OTHER.    ISTVAN TOTH.