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random ass sketch featuring my son.

Spud.

the resemblance is there (I mean this in the most positive sense.)

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THEYRE DONE.

combined they took 17 hours and 54 minutes my fingers ACTUALLY hurt. (I will do it again.)

Ack. Uh. Design standpoints ig.

Ned

We never actually saw the wound Jaime gave Ned, but based on several things, I can very easily assume that the wound was very large and wasn’t just ripping apart muscle, Eddard likely had some form of nerve damage due to how close he was stabbed to his hip. The likely culprit would have been Eddard’s Sciatica, since that’s the huge, thick nerve that connects the legs to the spinal chord, and the area where he was stabbed was where the nerve would be the thickest and therefore easier to injure. If Eddard would have lived it would have severely dampened his quality of life, most likely permanently.

In other words, that’s why the scar on his thigh is as large as it is.

Uhhhh… gave him some chunk because idk. Both he and Robert are warriors and it would make sense for them to have actual body fat on them because medieval warriors were NOT 0%-5% body fat having sweaty dudes with rippling six packs lmao. Most warriors tended to be a bit on the chunky side (not overweight, mind you), but they would have pooch on them to simply ✨protect their organs from getting stabbed✨.

Plus he’s a middle aged man, and post-injury it’d make sense to have a bit more paunch on him after his injury especially since he wouldn’t be able to move around as much as he would have been.

Robert

Lightning bolt scars. Yeah, Idfk. He’s from Storm’s End, I think lightning bolt scars look cool as shit and he’s stupid enough (/pos) to have probably been struck by lightning at least once in his lifetime considering he was from Westeros’s equivalent of Florida with how shit the weather is described.

Puberty was hell. Robert is MOSTLY male in his intersex, he doesn’t have much of any of the necessary biological features of a woman except for like. A vaginal opening and a really fucked up uterus that has like half a single ovary. Top surgery scars are there because of the fact that he had breasts when he was first going through puberty because fucky hormones but other than that he is completely biologically male.

And also sterile as shit on the female end.

Eddard is the only one who really knows about the whole “having both” thing. Besides maybe like… Cersei? But even then that’s a stretch since Robert is excruciatingly paranoid of people finding out about. That. Especially if it was Cersei.

The antler Tattoo represents him and Ned. Ned had one that matched on his thigh of Weirwood branches. (Keyword had, it got fucked up by the sword incident.) it was a little tiny thing that only they really knew what it meant.

Robert has heterochromia. The Baratheons are just Targs with extra steps and less incest (in theory) and his grandmother was a Targ so I thought it’d be neat to give him a deep indigo eye and one blue one.

Also say hi to the brush I used to paint a majority of Robert’s armor

He does his job very well

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I am currently done with Ned but I’m not done with Robert but they are a package deal so I’ll just. Post them together ig.

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I’m finally getting my designs down pat a bit more.

We never actually saw Ned’s wound but I am assuming it was pretty bad.

anyways I will fall into the void again.

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making implied NSFW usually isn’t my cup of tea. Usually. But there’s actually so little of these two alongside the way Ned describes Robert?? They’re both so very gay idk how people didn’t catch it.

I sill live for my platonic Nedbert though tbh.

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my laptop would do this thing where I would pause music for a minute in my headphones, go and do something, come back and turn my music on and get utterly. OBLITERATED?? BY IT? BECAUSE IT GOT LOUDER 😭

My sound sounds a minimal amount higher than usual but at the same time, i think it's the same sound??

IM SO CONFUSED

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This definitely isn’t my normal content (usually I am into How to Train Your Dragon lmao), but hello game of thrones fandom >:3

*offers you guys my Robert Baratheon design*

Close ups:

Yes I did add some purple to his eyes, since I thought mashing the books and the show together would be somewhat interesting. (The Targeryans having violet eyes is one of them; especially since he is distantly related via his grandmother and throwback genes do exist.)

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more game of thrones AU, anatomy sketches this time

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soon. (Slides a @ziggityzigg and @useless-moss ping in here)

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Getting back into my shenanigans and a 'Dagur working through prison trauma w/ Hiccup' fic reminded me of an old angsty idea @reallyprofoundkryptonite and I had for the Kin All the Same AU. Also nutmeg idea inspired by that one @evilwriter37 Heather fic. (I'm almost certain it was one of their fics at least-)

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TW: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Referenced Kidnapping, Implied/Referenced Rape, Rape Aftermath, Implied Pregnancy and Abortion

Characters: Original Trans Male Character (Magnus), Viggo, Krogan, Dagur. Other characters mentioned.

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The last few weeks have been... Hell, to put it lightly. The panic of Magnus' initial disappearance, followed by the anger and fear of learning he'd been taken by Grimmel, and then the fight to get him back. A fight that was doomed to be a bloodbath from the second the hunter dared lay his hands on Magnus. For rather obvious reasons, in retrospect. No sane person, or person even vaguely aware of the consequences, would reasonably try. And for good reason.

Viggo, Dagur, and Krogan saw Magnus as their own. They'd worked together to raise the boy, and they didn't tolerate their son so much as being insulted. Dagur has thrown men overboard for challenging what Magnus says in regards to the dragons he handled. He's struck a few idiots with an axe for suggesting the boy be used as 'stress relief' during some particularly rough weeks at sea. Krogan has outright killed a few men, his own flyers and Viggo's hunters alike, for similar reasons. One poor bastard thought it would be funny to grab the boys chest once. There wasn't enough left of him to even throw to the fishes, and Krogan's clothes were soaked in so much blood you'd believe they had always been that red. Viggo, ever the voice of reason (about 90% of the time at least), was less violent. But he's still fired men on the spot for making the wrong comment, even jokingly, about Magnus.

The battle, the raid of Grimmel's camp, had been a gory mess. A vague plan of action, but endless violence otherwise. Men had been ripped apart like paper or gutted like fish. Broken bones, charred bodies. Even Hiccup refused to hold back, letting the dragons fight however they thought best. Letting the dragons, for a few moments at least, sink back into their wild nature. Some men had bites taken out of them, courtesy of Krogan and Hookfang. Grimmel himself had barely escaped, and even when he had he'd been one arm and almost an entire camp short. Those that survived the attack would be permanently scarred. Permanently mutilated, and carrying the memory of violence they've probably never even imagined before.

Magnus wasn't in good condition, physically or mentally. He was blind in one eye now, a fact that made both Viggo and Krogan's hearts ache. They both knew what that was like, of course. The scales around his left eye that created a birthmark-like appearance, that marked Magnus as having Lycanwing blood like Krogan did, had also been flayed off. Cut and pulled. Separated from skin and muscle in a manner that was grotesque, yet neat. Showing Grimmel had drawn out the process. Broken bones that had begun healing wrong and needed to be painfully readjusted. Dehydration. The list seemed extensive, yet far too short, considering this was Grimmel who did it.

"Do you need anything else?" The voice is soft and smooth. Very characteristic of Viggo, but lacking the usual edge it carried. There's a pause. A moment of silent consideration, then a shuddering breath.

"Nutmeg. A large dose." The answer is straightforward, like Magnus has been thinking about it for a while now. Which, in retrospect, he probably has. He'd picked up a fair bit of Viggo's planning ahead habit over the years. And, of course, being the resident healer of the hunter's gave him plenty of knowledge.

The younger ones in the room, helping monitor and tend to Magnus's injuries and mental state, don't understand the implications. But Viggo does. It makes him feel nauseous and enraged all at once. It makes him feel guilty as well.

"... Grimmel..?" The question is asked by Krogan this time, in a clipped manner. Like the dark skinned man is just barely holding himself back from screaming and punching a wall in a mix of grief and rage. A simple nod is the answer, and then Krogan is storming out. Ryker follows. Viggo swallows the lump forming in his throat, and nods to Hiccup and Fishlegs. A silent gesture for them to go get what Magnus requested. Dagur and Viggo stick with the boy. Until Krogan's yelling grows audible, at least, and then Viggo leaves to try and help his brother calm the man.

Dagur refuses to leave the boys' side. He sticks by Magnus like a tick to a dog, fingers carding through reddish brown hair. They sit mostly in silence. There isn't much to say. No amount of comforting words or promises seemed to be enough. No vows for revenge felt right. The thought of telling the boy about his time in prison doesn't seem right at the moment either, and Dagur highly doubts Magnus wants to hear how his adoptive father had gone through a similar thing in the first place. It would likely hurt the boy more than anything else.

Krogan and Viggo returned at some point. Ryker left to go make some food and to give the immediate family some time. It's been weeks since they've all been together, after all. So they're given time to just be there for each other. Krogan, the man was surprisingly cuddly when he trusted someone, kept Magnus up against his side in a protective embrace. Dagur crowded the boys' other side, resting his head on Magnus's shoulder. Viggo sits next to Krogan, fingers lightly interlocked with the boys own as a reminder that he's here as well.

And when the bleeding starts, when it's clear Magnus needs his dad's more than anything else right now, they stay. They wouldn't dare leave, no matter how much the evidence of the horror their son experienced hurt. Their pain is miniscule in comparison.

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so the markdown is officially done:)

base idea i will be going for ^^^^

By the way, that is MY eye I am referencing, thought i would give him a little calling card from me regardless if it makes sense or not because it’s MY au and I get to make the rules.

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Uhhh tehe- forgor about this uHHH-

@krikunjayvoice (because your art is absolutely stunning <3)

@jax-arts (I don’t think we’ve ever talked directoy but YOU. your oc is very silly and I love him btw <3)

@amyrafiercebladeartz i’ve known you for forever but you’re literally so chill and you make my day by simply existing (keep it up!)

@krattgirl124 (hands ethan a worm)

photos usually do better so uh

(Btw i will hand these off to @useless-moss bc… you like the chonky boy so <3 hopefully he makes you happy:)

take the base for my chunky! Krogan redesign tehe

if I missed you it isn’t on purpose i am just. Kinda jumpy rn

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you got possessed by the man himself

Read the Book of Bill. Kept laughing the entire time like a madman

I dunno what else to add

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im writing chapter seven instead of chapter 2 hold on gang plotting out the storyline might actually be a mistake

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Moonblossoms & Fairy Dust- Chapter One

Words: 3,128

Warnings: blood, violence

Rating: M

Characters: Krogan, original characters

Summary:

It happened again. The waking up naked with no memory of anything that happened in the past night. Though this time, it feels arguably… much worse for Krogan, ending up in a pile of trash in the New York winter is, quite frankly, the last thing he ever wanted to happen.

Sometimes, maybe, the missing links are only the least of what is happening to him.

That memory loss is connected to something, he supposes.

Archive of Our Own

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The other day i saw someone in the httyd fandom reblog a callout post yelling at the person who made it because they were trying to inform people about someone being genuinely disgusting, and all they thought would be okay to point out is that “erm… actually they’re fictional children so that makes it okay.” As if in countries like canada that the act of writing or drawing nsfw of minors regardless of context of them being fictional or not IS considered to be CSEM.

I opened the google doc and the. The person doing it was OVER THIRTY. Drawing NSFW OF MINORS WHO WERE IN THE RANGE OF 14-16…

But yeah because they’re fictional… it’s… okay… And not weird that someone who is currently at least thirty is drawing art sexualizing minors… which regardless of age is still. 🧍‍♂️ It is genuinely just. Weird to me. And it… should be to others.

But like… come on…

Not naming names; they know exactly who they are. (The blog commenting on the callout.)

Sexualizing children is bad.

Even the characters in the first httyd movie.

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