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[skulldox]

I've been practicing a lot of painting studies from still life. Figure why not try painting something from imagination following the same steps. Really happy how it turned out and only took an hour to complete

[mykmartinez]

Twist My Desire • Myk Martinez #abstract #abstractart #popart #newart #art #painting #paintingfire #firepainting #fire #firefire #desire #heart #love #artlover #contemporaryart #contemporarypainting #mykmartinez #hotsaucelover #hotsauce https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnw150dAFyp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hotshotsxyz]

i didn't

perhaps i should put this down for the night

[extrashortshorts]

I should

..ghe..i should...

Cough💨cough💨

try and draw something romantic not in a hehe haha way

💥blows up 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥firefire🔥🔥🔥🔥

🔥🔥🔥 fire🔥

[oreo-creampie]

creampie twin!!! been a lil since we last spoke so i wanna say hi — how are u !! 🙆‍♀️💖 ur new theme is so pretty i love the blue!!

alsoooooo, i have a sudden brain rot about firefighters nanami & toji. what r ur thoughts? 😋

Sorry this sat in my inbox for a long while, I've been terrible about getting back to anyone lately. I hope you are doing well and I'm glad you saw my blue theme moment.

When it comes to firefighter nanami and toji I remember hearding something about firemen having to stay and sleep at the station meaning they would miss you

Expect random calls and texts from Nanami. And toji definitely would want to face time you to see what that pussy do when he is gone.

Nanami would text you good morning and goodnight everytime he is away. And Toji would be all over you the moment he comes home.

Nanami would always let you know he is safe after a fire the moment he can. He knows you worry but that you are proud of him.

At one point the firefires did a smexy calender and you git a signed version from ya man who looks yummy shirtless in half is his uniform with the fire and smoke

I hope you are taking care of yourself sweetness

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

A Mouse in a Lion’s Den Pt.8

Pairing(s): Rhaegar Targaryen x Lannister!Reader, Jaime Lannister x Cersei Lannister, implied Rhaegar Targaryen x Lyanna Stark

Warnings: none

Words: 2010

Summary: You must break up a fight between your brother and Rhaegar.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 9  Part 10  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18

Book One of Heir of Ash and Fire

Fire. Endless fields of fire was all your vision could take in.

One foot in front of the other you examine your surroundings in titillated fear. What was going on?

Then you heard it.

A deafening shriek that did not come from any human or animal. It came from something entirely different. Something ginormous.

You wanted to flee the scene but your feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they led you further into the field.

The same horrendous wail raises again, this time it struck every nerve in your body. It woke something up. Made you no longer scared to venture further.

Tall grass kiss at your exposed arms as you hurry now. Whatever was making that sound, it was calling to you. It meant you no harm. You knew for certain, without a doubt.

You quicken your pace, nearly tumbling forward.

Pulling back a thicket of long grass and finding a clearing you-

**

Jolting awake, heart beating furiously in your chest, you hear the knocking again. Urgent in it’s rhythm. Every part of you is a trembling mess though and you doubt you’d be able to make it to the door to answer.

“Lady (y/n), please open the door!” You recognize it as your handmaid from Dragonstone. Thalina’s voice matched her knocking. “You must come with me immediately!”

Shakingly you push off your covers and cautiously pad over to your door. You realize then that your drenched with a film of sweat making you feel uncomfortably clammy. Your hand slips on the handle before you turn it and find her panicked face. “What’s wrong Thalina?” Apprehension and adrenaline are ready for any moment to flee. Maybe Aerys was upset with you for breaking your engagement so close to the wedding? You wouldn’t put it past him to send someone to kill you.

“There’s a fight! Ooooh a terrible fight going on! I fear they might kill him!” She says fretfully, not really making much sense as she continues to jabber and grab your hands.

You groan. “I don’t understand. You woke me up for something so trivial?” A part of you was upset with her that she had disrupted your dream.

“Trivial?” She turns on you as if you had just slapped her grandmother across the face. “It is anything but trivial! For this act of treason your brother could potentially lose his station!”

Jaime.

The last person you wanted to see.

Well, one of the last people you wanted to see. You didn’t know who you were more upset with at the moment and didn’t really have the time to figure it out as Thalina continued to drag you through the dark halls; past Rhaegar’s room making your chest ache.

*

“What did you do.”

Not a question, so Rhaegar couldn’t really answer him. Exalting a sigh he sets his harp down beside him to look up at Jaime. The moon’s gentle glow made his hair appear the same hue as Rhaegar’s and not the rich gold that all Lannisters possessed.

“I can’t possibly fathom what you’re talking about.” Rhaegar had gone to the courtyard to be alone. No one was ever out there so late at night except for a few patrolling guards and they knew better than to bother him.

Jaime didn’t appear to like that answer as he stormed closer to Rhaegar. That’s when the prince caught sight of something gleaming. “You brought your blade to talk to me? How unwise of you.”

“You did something to upset my sister. To upset (y/n). She would never. . .” He clenches his jaw and hesitates a moment. What he had to say was a little painful for him to let out. “She would never end the engagement unless something terrible happened. Unless you did something terrible. Something so unforgiving that even someone like (y/n) would stop loving you.”

Despite being engaged to his sister, Rhaegar knew little to nothing about Jaime. One thing he was aware of was his relationship with her via (y/n). (y/n) had told him that Jaime favorited his twin sister, sometimes to a fault. He remembered a specific story that involved the Casterly Rock cellars and a lion. Even at the tourney for Viserys’ name day, Jaime didn’t seem too concerned about his sister. Like (y/n) had said, he favorited Cersei.

“Why are you so concerned about her now? Whatever has transpired between (y/n) and I is our business.” He felt bad when he had to put it so coldly. When he had to talk like he didn’t care about such a warm person.

That made Jaime’s fingers twitch at the side of his pommel. “Stand up.”

Raising an elegant, silver, eyebrow, Rhaegar presses his back against the tree that he had chosen to play under. “Do you dare threaten the Prince of Westeros? Someone you’re sworn to protect? You are a member of the King’s Guard, are you not?”

“I want to hear the pathetic excuse you have for hurting my sister.” He growls in reply, his hand finally gripping the hilt of his sword. There was no rational thinking at that moment. All he could hear were (y/n)’s sobbing. All he could see was the tired, heartbroken expression on her face that was devoid of any sun. Rhaegar had broken her. Jaime wasn’t about to let him get away with it. To hell with his vows.

He lifts his sword from his sheath. . .

“Stop right there, Lannister.”

“Connington. Should’ve known you’d be lurking around. Never too far away from your master.” Jaime scoffs and turns around. Jon Connington had snuck up on him, his blade ready and aimed at Jaime.

“Have you lost your bloody mind?” Griff snarls, his red hair bright in the dark.

Rhaegar finally gets to his feet. “Lets all just calm down, shall we?” He had to keep the peace. Or at least try to. One wrong move, one badly chosen word and there would be a fight. Jon Connington was incredibly protective of his Silver Prince. To begin with, Jon didn’t much like the Lannisters. To have one outright threaten Rhaegar? That was too much.

“He was going to harm you!” The red head tried to reason. “This vile lion threatened you!”

“I don’t take too kindly to being called vile.” Counters Jaime.

The situation was escalating quickly. “Enough. Let’s just let bygones be bygones.”

“Then you and your wretched family shouldn’t act like it. Thank the gods that a Lannister won’t be any closer to the throne. Your sister was an ill match.”

“Jon.” Rhaegar says in a warning tone. Even he felt his skin bristle at that. He had always seen the man as a very close friend. A brother even. But Jon Connington never gave (y/n) a chance just because of her last name. He didn’t know her like Rhaegar did. That she wasn’t a golden lion. That she was softer and wielded such a beautiful heart. He didn’t know her at all. He didn’t know that with each glare he sent her, (y/n) wilted. She always wanted people to like her. There weren’t many opportunities for her to make friends at Casterly Rock or Dragonstone. And because she loved Rhaegar so much, she wanted Griff to like her too. She knew that Rhaegar had no better ally than he. Connington didn’t give her a chance. He only saw her as a lion.

Jaime struck him quicker than any serpent. But Griff had anticipated the blow and absorbed it with his steel. *

Thalina led you all the way to the courtyard. Out of breath and even more sweaty now, you wheeze and beg her to slow down. You hear it though. You hear the singing of blades and the yelling of men.

You lift your head up and in the very center you see Rhaegar. You should’ve been more concentrated on the two dueling, but your eyes always managed to lock onto Rhaegar without fail. His harp lay a few feet away from him, forgotten in the chaos. There were guards already running out to his aid at the sound of the struggle. They were more concerned about protecting their prince than stopping the fight. You turn your face to finally find out who it was that was fighting.

Jaime and Jon Connington.

“Do something my lady!”

What could you do? You liked Thalina but sometimes she could be very naive. These were two grown men fighting with deadly swords. You were a young lady much smaller than they were with no fighting skills whatsoever. Connington didn’t like you and Jaime was as stubborn as a mule. These two would not stop fighting even with your presence. If Rhaegar couldn’t stop them then you curely couldn’t.

Sighing you step forward. It’s then that Rhaegar notices you. “(y/n)!”

You notice a halt in Jaime’s swordplay, just after he blocks a blow from Griff. It was just enough for the other guards to wedge themselves between the two and prevent them from attacking each other again. Griff is about to put up a fight until he catches Rhaegar’s reprimanding gaze. He wilts at the harsh lavender irises that were glaring at him. Jaime on the other hand was fighting his captors, nearly frothing at the mouth. You knew Jaime hated anyone who got between him and something that he wanted. And he wanted to fight.

“Jaime, stop this nonsense right now.” You walk toward where three guards have your brother’s arms pinned behind his back although they’re struggling to contain him.

“Lady (y/n), don’t come any closer. It’s dangerous!” One comes in front of you to prevent you from advancing.

Jaime’s wild green eyes flick toward you, his teeth bared. “This cur deserves a beating!”

“You forget yourself, brother.” You warn him. “You’re a King’s Guard. Act like it.” You couldn’t be bothered to even try and have any warmth in your voice. Not after. . .

It still burned fresh in your mind.

Jaime’s lips all over Cersei. His hands seemingly frantic as they groped blindly at her. It just made your skin crawl all over again.

Your words appear to get through to him as Jaime sobers up and straightens his back. He no longer makes any attempts to escape and the other guards ease their grip on him. Jaime looks at you, puzzled at your cold demeanor.

“What should we do, Your Grace?” The others turn to Rhaegar for confirmation.

Rhaegar glances over at Jaime and Griff for a moment before addressing them. “Bring them to my chambers. Tell nothing of this to no one. Especially my father.”

They follow his orders and you try to take that opportunity to escape but Rhaegar calls back to you. Wincing, you stop in your tracks and hesitantly look over your shoulder.

“We. . . We must speak.”

You chew on your bottom lip and curl your fingers. “I’m pretty sure there’s nothing left to speak about.” Feeling your chest clench again made you want to run. You didn’t want to feel that sensation again. You had cried rivers over Rhaegar. You were tired of crying. There really was nothing left to discuss. He didn’t love you. That was simple enough. Sure you could probably still go on to marry him and there not be any love between you two, but the fact that he was in love with someone else was torturous. You knew every day with him in a marriage like that would only kill you considering that you loved him so much.

“I didn’t want to hurt you.” He says woefully.

“And yet you have. You know, I always thought that you would be the last person to hurt me. I thought. . .” Damn. You were gonna cry. You felt it so strongly as if it was going to explode from inside of you. You had kept yourself together so well. The effort it was taking you to hold everything in was draining you. “I’m still such a delusional child. . .”

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[dailyrcproy]

you know that one scene from the grave of firefires with the watermelon part?

imagine that as thomas and roy.

Stop. Oh my god, I’m imagining it and honestly my heart is breaking. Even though I do plan on going on a canon divergence of the movie after their father dies..

(Also, next time please send this to my main blog. I just prefer prompts like this to be organized there)

—-

(Child Death TW

“Roy..” Thomas mumbled. Everything hurts. His stomach hurts and his head feels fuzzy. His older brother looks at him, away from the food he’s making

“Yeah..?” Roy responded . Thomas looks so frail. So skinny and sick. But what could he do. All he had was small amount of food that he stole. He was 11, he didn’t have any money and his arm was badly injured

“Is.. papa.. coming back.. soon?” Roy freezes barely able to compose himself from his emotion. One of dad’s friends send him a letter telling him he was dead. Thomas stares at him though. Waiting for a response. He doesn’t know how to answer though.

“Roy.” “….”

“Thank you” Roy breaths in, tears were forming but he sniffs, holding them back. He walks over to his younger brother, holding a small piece of bread with gross veggies

“Come on eat up. You’ll be better in no time”

Thomas takes a small bit but that was it. Roy was feeling dread creep into his mind. He had to find more food.

“Look, I’m going to let you eat this.. I need to find more stuff.” Roy said as he grabbed his bag and bomb hat.

Thomas doesn’t answer, he closes his eyes. Roy looks at him fot another moment before running to fund supplies in time

[dcrxsswxll]

Easy Being Green

When: Firefire Festival (Early) Where: Refreshment Stalls With: Open to all!

If there was one way to get Dirk out of his muggle attire, it was dressing up! He'd visited the body painting booths first thing and his vibrant green skin matched the bark, moss and flower decorations over his arms and torso and, thanks to calling in a favour with the centaurs, he had four very well behaved pixies floating around him.

Needless to say, he was delighted.

Delight that only green as he realised there was a green smoothie for sale. Buying one with a laugh, he began to drink and noticed one of his pixies had flown over to the next person and was dancing before their eyes.

"Don't mind them," he chuckled, grinning broadly, "They're just real excited to be out of the forest for the day." He brushed his fingers over another pixie who made a sound like tinkling bells and danced in response.

[jodiespolaroids]

top 10 female characters

saw @greatoldone and @agentpolarbear do this and I wanted to join in

rules: name favorite female characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 friends.

(In no particular order.)

Lorna Cole - Lethal Weapon 3 & 4

Carol Hathaway - ER

Dana Scully - The X-Files

Kate Austen - Lost

Paris Geller - Gilmore Girls

Christina Yang - Grey's Anatomy

Kaylee Frye - Firefire

Tahani Al-Jamil - The Good Place

Villanelle - Killing Eve

Maggie Greene - The Walking Dead

Not tagging anyone but feel free if the fancy strikes.

[mcbendyfan]

thoughts on arson

FIREFIRE FIRE SP READ SPREAD

[iamnotbright]

Where is my hot firefire pilot

[leclercskiesahead]

firefire

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[latestupdates2022]

Fire Lyrics by Muyeez

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[gun-roswell]

Red as in Sunset

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[hasanakbal19]

His Touch Fierce

His touch fierceAs a burning fireFire beneath the legs_Her mourning becametheir serenading hymns As they changed turnsLike the red and greenOf robots!Her vine became the Red Sealedsalt_ unfavorable! She kisses the face of fate,As a hopeless infantJuggles in the womb ofher hovering spirit. Finding peace _In a world full of SodomNot solaceMockers not mentorsOf what worth is death thanlife? They…