#Lady Drakke

[the-drokainian]

Behold, if you will, the Lady Drakke!

Or just Drakke to anyone who is the Guardian or has a death wish.

Inspired by @bigfatbreak and their blasphemous. This temperamental little goddess is a queen bee in everything but name and species. She could give Chloe a run for her money on a good day, and you most certainly do not want to see her on a bad day. Unlike the rich brat this one has the fire power to back it up!

She is the Western Dragon Kwami of Devastation.

Her favorite foods are expensive meats, and seems to prefer the price range over the actual taste of the meal. She likes being pampered, napping, eating, and gazing at beautiful things. Despite her brash personality, Drakke does have a sense of honor and will give respect to those she deems worthy (mostly to the other kwami and the Guardian). She is incredibly protective and territorial when it comes to that and those which are important to her even to the point of personally fighting to protect them. Her personality is an odd mix of virtus knight and evil queen, making her a very difficult Kwami to work with, but if you can get past the rough scaly outer layer you will find one of the most loyal and reliable beings to ever exist.

Her miraculous is an eye patch made while Marinette was stress crafting after a long day of Lila bull crap. (My head canon)

As the Groudon to Longg's Kyogre her power allows her holder to turn into any one of three elements: Earth, fire, and Iron.

The weapon for this miraculous is a double-bit battle axe.

The element forms increase and decrease different stats of the holder and can last as long as the wielder can hold it. No longer than five minutes for anyone who is not an "adult".

Earth increases defence and strength while decreasing speed and damage. They can tank damage to a point then they will crumble to dust and reform back as a person. A cataclysm could possibly kill them in this form.

Fire buffs damage and speed, but makes them basically intangible and extremely weak to water. Getting soaked will immediately revert them back to human form of they don't drown first. This form can't be harmed by cataclysm, but everything they touch will burn if it is not fire resistant.

Iron makes the user invulnerable but immobile and blind to the world around them in every meaning of the word. Similar to Shell-ter for the turtle nothing short of a cataclysm level of damage can cause this form to break. However the holder can not move nor sense anything. They have no sense of sight, smell, taste, touch, or hearing. The only exception would be if they were granted any of them magically, such as being akumatized while still in the iron dragon form.

[the-drokainian]

Behold and tremble before the mighty Lady Drakke!!!

As seen previously here

kwami commission for @the-drokainian!

[sirartwork]

Some fanart of “Flo,”  a character by fellow Ring-of-Power/War-for-Rayuba participant Drakk, whom you can follow on twitter HERE or support on Patreon HERE!

Definitely look into it if you’re a connoisseur of big-tiddy dragon ladies!

[alwayssmiled]

This is a cut-out scene from my long fanfic about Theon, which I publish in Polish on wattpad. You don't need to know the rest of the story to understand the message of this cutscene. It tells how Theon meets his mother for the first time after many years ^^

The last breezes of the still warm wind ruffled the heather that lined the steep cliffs of Harlaw Island. Lady Alannys Greyjoy's hair blew in the breeze as she clutched a heather branch in her hand and stared at the dozens of drakks on the horizon. Some of them had sailed close enough that Lady Greyjoy was able to recognize the family crests adorning the sails. She smiled as she saw the Black Whirlwind of Asha among the other ships.

The little girl returned home.

Every time Lady Greyjoy saw her daughter, she always asked the same thing, "Did you bring me Theo this time, daughter?"

The conscious part of her mind, knew that the youngest, and only son to have escaped death, had been living in the North for the past ten years as a Stark alum. And the seed of madness that blossomed in her mind, successively suppressed with herbal infusions, allowed her to feel that fond hope this time as well.

It was not that the widowed queen loved him more than Asha. She had her every day. She simply missed Theon. She often wondered who the ever laughing, yet equally sensitive child had grown up to be. Did little Theo, who was afraid of storms and pirates, love a lady in the North? Did Lady Stark care for him as she herself would have done? Without knowing why, she felt a stab of deep sadness at the thought.

When Alannys learned that Theon had returned home during her illness, she later asked her husband and daughters to tell her who her son had become.

"- Foolish child." - replied King Balon at the time. - "Ego under the stars and dressed up like a girl. If it weren't for the fact that he tried to deflower his own sister in the harbor, I daresay he was a pederast. It’s not profitable, give him good ships. I don't see my blood in him. I wouldn't be surprised if you hounded him to spice up my horns."

Upon hearing these words, the queen wept through the night, unable to collect her grief. She did not understand how her husband could speak in such a manner about their child, and in addition accuse her of infidelity. So many years had passed and he had not changed. Still, without knowing why, he hung on to this only boy.

Not long after, he died, too. And Lady Greyjoy began to live. The chaos in her mind was giving way to a nascent calm.

Asha described her brother with several more or less amusing epithets. She said that he had become arrogant, and that all he could think about was girls, wine and showing off. However, she was also able to list many of his virtues. Alannys listened with a smile on her lips as she told her how ambitious and capable he was. She also asked then what he looked like and Asha smiled gently.

"- A handsome boy," she said then. - "Tall, slim, nice smile, hair dark past his ear. Maybe just a little effeminate. He walks around in some velvets, hung with chains like a Christmas tree. And he annoys more than he did as a child."

Alannys repeatedly visualized him in her mind, and with her eyes she saw him similar to his older brothers. The same facial expressions, the nonchalant way he moved. And those eyes. The lovely sea-colored eyes that he had inherited from herself.

And parts of his body, consigned in gilded caskets. No...

She had heard of it, but the heavy barriers of a somewhat stray mind shielded her from such nightmarish knowledge. It was like a dream, or a parallel reality...

However, Theon coming before her again after many years reassured her that each and every one of the horrors her daughter had protected her from and her husband had prevented her from doing was the truest fact.

- 'Mum, I brought him...' Asha said quietly, squeezing her in greeting. - I brought Theon to you.

As much as she wanted this in the world, at first she couldn't believe it.

And then she saw him, with her remaining strength not letting her heart break in half.

- Theon...

God, be merciful... What that child must have been through...

The first thing that caught her eye was her hair. White like her own. But Lady Greyjoy was over fourty, and Theon...

A boy his age shouldn't look that way.

- Mother... - he said to her quietly and slowly, with disbelief in his slightly disheveled voice. - You haven't changed a bit...only your hair has gone grey. - He smiled uncertainly and she immediately noticed the scar crossing his lips. - But I guess it runs in the family. - he laughed nervously, this darling child was already doing everything she could not to let it get her down.

She herself had turned gray at the age of thirty-five, always joking that she couldn't have done otherwise with such a troublesome boy in her life. But her little Theon...

He was over twenty, with countless scars, a face tired of life, hands… flayed.

Tears flowed, but despite their presence, Lady Greyjoy returned the smile. She looked at him for a few more seconds. His face was drawn and pretty, but the horrors he had experienced had left their mark on it

She looked at him for a few more seconds. His face was handsome and straight, but the nightmarish experiences he had gone through had left their mark on it. Although his hair had lost its color, it had regained its former luster. There was something unsettling about him. He seemed calm and balanced. His clothes were elegant, there was a glint in his eyes, and he had such a lovely smile that not even the uneven line of his upper teeth disfigured him.

Little Theo...

He seemed a bit lost. She did not see in him the arrogance Asha had once spoken of.

Like nothing he was torn from her like skin... My poor, dear child.

She gently grasped his hand and tightened her fingers on it. He reciprocated the gesture.

- I've missed you, my love. - She whispered, and feeling his body tremble, she stroked his hair with her free hand.

- How much? - he asked quietly.

She hugged him. Carefully and subtly at first, deepening the embrace over time. He returned the embrace and, bowing his head, by which he outgrew her, hid his face in her shoulder.

- The most in the world. - her voice trembled. - And now... you're going to stay home longer, aren't you? Things haven't been great here lately, but...

-I'll stay. - He reassured her, with a smile that trembled slightly on his lips. - Don't worry... I'll stay longer.

Lady Greyjoy gently brushed a strand of his hair behind his ear with her fingers. She watched him. In her eyes he was an unconventional beauty. The damage was apparent at first glance, but as she looked at him longer she saw so many qualities that still made him a remarkably handsome young man. All it took was

-You have grown into a very handsome boy, you know? - she said to him tenderly. - You probably can't keep away from the ladies. - she laughed softly.

-Now I don't... I used to look better. - he answered her with an apologetic smile. - But, there's this girl...You'll meet her. - He added hastily. - She also says that I have grown into a handsome boy. - ' He laughed again, and Lady Greyjoy immediately saw that he had done so only to distract her from something he had no intention of telling her.

- Do you love her, son?

- Very much.

- And does she love you? Takes good care of you?

- The best she can. - He smiled gently. - And she loves. She loves me very much. Without her, I wouldn't be here.

- I am glad, my son. - She could hear the inflection in her own voice as a result of the emotion. - I can't wait to meet this lovely girl.

At the thought of her Theon having a woman who loved him with all her heart, she was relieved. Her son was not alone. Someone was looking out for him, and there was no doubt that he needed a trusted person by his side after all this time.

- Do you still like grilled octopus that much, son? - She asked him out of the blue.

- I haven't eaten them in a long time, but... - he raised his eyes to her with a shining look. - I don't think you can get tired of them.

Lady Alannys smiled wistfully.

- I'll tell the kitchen to prepare them for dinner. You must eat a lot, Theo. - She added, running her hand along his waist. - You're so skinny.

[skramesto]

The White Lady. For særlig om jeg vil lage meg en White Russian (Белый Русский) etter opptrinnet i Moskva i går – selv om cocktailen ikke har skylda. Eller hvem vet? Kanskje den har det? Kanskje kyler de i seg White Russians på løpende bånd, Medvedev, Lavrov og resten av gjengen i det kleptokratiske pøbelveldet, for å orke å bidra til et Russland som nå er beyond repair, og for å orke å late som om løgnene er sanne? Etter ansiktsuttrykkene deres i Kreml i går å dømme, minnet de om en gjeng halvgamle, fulle menn som anstrengte seg for å se edru ut. Men løgnene. For å si det med en annen russer, Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn: Vi vet at de Iyver De vet at de lyver De vet at vi vet at de lyver Vi vet at de vet at vi vet at de lyver Men de lyver fortsatt Seansen i Moskva, og ropene fra massene, fikk meg til å tenke på lignende massemønstringer på 30-tallet, i Tyskland. I Casa Børgesita får vi jo, denne regntunge ettermiddagen i Oslo, en god porsjon angst av alt dette, men dyrker freden. Le cocktail du jour er derfor The White Lady fra Harry Craddocks skjønne mellomkrigsverk The Savoy Cocktail Book (1930). Cocktailen er komponert med London Dry Gin, Cointreau, friskpresset sitron, en skvett sukkersirup og eggehvite. Den historiske opprinnelsen til dette alkoholkunstens mesterstykke er uklart, leser jeg i en artikkel på nettsidene til @diffordsguide (Det var nok ikke Craddock som opprinnelig skapte den.) På nettsiden til Difford’s Guide finner du oppskriften, hvis du vil lage den selv. Craddock skal ha døpt cocktailen The White Lady fordi Zelda, kona til den amerikanske forfatteren F. Scott Fitzgerald (han med The Great Gatsby), drakk den på Savoy. Hun var platinablond. De smekre cocktailglassene er nye! Jeg har jo egentlig ikke plass til flere glass i skapene her på mine 52 kvadratmeter på Grünerløkka, men en uregjerlig, glass-fetisjistisk kraft i meg trakk meg liksom ned i underetasjen til @backeigrensen på vei hjem fra jobb tidligere i uka. Jaja. Glassene heter Montréal og er fra @lehmannreimsfrance #thesavoycocktailbook #harrycraddock #thewhitelady #cocktails #gin #cointreau (ved Grünerløkka) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjLNg4TqJH5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[admiralpizza]

This Action packed triple crossover issue stars: ADMIRAL PIZZA, TADD DANGER, AND THE SPACE WIZARD STARDUST! The issue begins with TADD DANGER taking a shipment of metal from Snergaville city into his scrapyard, He discovers an "ADMIRAL PIZZA" Food truck in decent condition..Then he finds out that Rex has been getting some extra money from selling meat made from Drakks corpse, After seeing hobos eating it. "I guess he shed his body, he was looking rather sick anyway." He comments. Tadd puts two and two together and they get the food truck clean and they cover the old sign up and they call it "STRANGER DANGER" Rex comes up with the name, Tadd hates it..But He doesn't care because the business starts to do really well-In fact, well enough that he quits his security job and hires the maid lady from 420k saga and the dockyard hobos to help cook. Rex tries to keep up but he's always getting hurt or burned or yelled at. Tadd Hears about a food fair competition in Snergaville city, And the Winner gets a franchise. Before they head out they find the meat is spoiled-And Rex Admits he never refrigerated the Drakk meat..Like, ever-They get really bad Diarrhea but they figure the meat still tastes the same  if you cook it enough-THEY HEAD TO SNERGAVILLE CITY IN CRAZYLAND USA. The Admirable Public health inspector ADMIRAL PIZZA is one of the judges at the food fair, tasting the food-Having a great time. STARDUST THE SPACE WIZARD gets a tip that the best food in all of the universe is this stuff called "Pizza" And the Admirals is the best- He warps to the fair, His wave of power knocks over the "STRANGER DANGER Sign" Revealing the old "Admirals Pizza sign" He walks to it and asks for a PIZZA- Tadd half alive from food bone illness shrugs and takes makings reserved for hamburgers and using the last of the tainted meat makes the most pathetic pizza possible- It makes the Demi god Stardust sick instantly...He Punishes Tadd Danger by making him huge and eating his own food truck-making him even sicker. He has to Poo real bad and tries to rush out the city wrecking it in an attempt to be polite. The Admiral Riding a newly formed Drakk confronts him and they fight-! They Talk and Manipod turns into a Toilet over a Nuclear waste Silo, And Tadd reverts to his normal size, The Admiral Arrests him. An Investigation reveals that the scrap metal at tadds yard was contaminated with nuclear waste-Removed shadily in time for the food fair. The Admiral And Tadd Confront Stardust..Becuase He's 99% sure Rex was still in that truck when he ate it.  He wipes the floor with them. They are NO match. Stardust Goes too far and turns the Admirals dogs into Pizzas!! Tadd eats them by accident, Devastating the Admiral. Tadd Vows to do everything he can to restore balance and bring back the Admirals dogs, Even if it means teaming up with ADOLF HITLER! A surprise to nobody, Hitler Betrays the Admiral and Tadd, And uses a Device that drains away the power of Stardust making Hitler all powerful-Stardust uses the Last of his powers to merge with the Admiral, Tadd, and himself-THEY BECOME ONE.... TADD PIZZA DUST! They fight Hitler using the earth as a weapon. And win. They Decide that once a year they will all hang out and eat pizza. Tadd is Barred from ever selling food products in Snergaville city limits.