#knight dragon damsel

[hellaversepolls]

in a fairy tale rescue, whose...

[deathbycoldopen]

help even with a migraine I can’t help but critique military strategy in dumb fantasy movies I’m watching to distract me from the migraine

I am all of 3 minutes into Damsel on Netflix and so far I’m shocked these guys have managed to live through like, ordinary life, before they went off to fight this dragon in the most idiotic way possible

[margarita-life]

Elodie | THE END OF YOUR STORY (Damsel)

link: https://youtu.be/CorqUpA3eS4

"...I'm through doing what I'm told..."

#Damsel #DamselNetflix #MillieBobbyBrown

[adarkrainbow]

I want to talk about a question that has been raised already in this post (not by me): https://www.tumblr.com/fictionadventurer/706718915447963648/its-so-interesting-to-me-that-the-hero-saves-the?source=share

A post I had reblogged - but my reblog/answer got drowned and ignored among everything else (again, I do not know why but Tumblr seems determined to make my posts disappear from the searches). So I will make a separate post to bring forward a bit more light on the topic.

The question is: The “archetype” and “stereotype” of the fairytale as “ a prince charming or a knight on a beautiful horse saves a damsel trapped in a tower and guarded by the dragon”. It is in many people’s mind one of the “basic” of fairytales, and when you want to write a fairytale pastiche it is the scenario that comes first in people’s minds.

However... When you look at the fairytales of the brothers Grimm, or at traditional Norwegian fairytales, or at Andersen’s... you realize this scenario is not at all typical or recurring in fairytales. So where does this idea comes from?

The average person answer will be either 1) It is Disney that popularized it, with their Sleeping Beauty for example or 2) This is a projection of medieval romances and chilvary tales onto the genre of the fairytales. Both explanations which are true, indeed... But they are missing a key element that is the true solution to the “mystery”.

French fairytales. An entire century of French fairytales written by a dozen of different authors (or rather two dozens). Everybody knows Perrault (whose tales also do not fit the archetype described above), but the truth is that all the other authors of fairytales of the “century of fairy tales” in France used and re-used this formula again and again. The French literary fairytale IS the fairytale where knights in shining armors kill dragons, the French literary fairytales ARE the fairytales where the prince charming has to rescue the damsel in distress.

To merely take madame d’Aulnoy, the “mother” of French fairytales and Perrault’s equally famous co-writer, we have:

# The Yellow Dwarf, where the King of the Gold Mines (helped by a mermaid) has to rescue his wife from the titular Yellow Dwarf who imprisoned her in a castle of burning steel.

# In Babiole (more of a mock-fairytale), the main prince of the story has to rescue his beloved from a giant bottle guarded by giants and dragons.

# In The Benevolent Frog, a king has to rescue both his wife and daughter from the underground lair of the Lion-Fairy. Later, the prince to be wedded to the princess has to save her from a dragon trying to eat her. 

# In The Pigeon and the Dove, a prince has to save a princess from a tower of diamond in which a giant imprisoned her. 

And that’s just a few of her stories. Mind you, she also wrote numerous stories where it is the princess or the woman that goes to rescue her lover/prince, but she also wrote the classical stories of “the prince in shining armor rescues the damsel in distress” - a scenario that will be taken back for a whole century by all the other fairytale writers of France.

So no, it is not a scenario taken out of a different genre and projected “by mistake” on fairytales. Rather it is a key part of the history of fairytales - but given people do not remember the whole “French” part of the history of fairytales, they are confused as to where this scenario comes from.

[sewerfight]

Gomorra, Season 1 Episode 3/Season 3, Episode 11

[hippolotamus]

Inspiration Saturday

Tagged for Inspiration Saturday by @spotsandsocks @swiftiediaz @alyxmastershipper. I gotta tell you, I'm just a hot mess today from the Lightning!Buck bts so forgive... whatever this is. Just doing some photo gathering at this point.

It's kinda late but I'm gonna tag @ajunerose @shortsighted-owl @stereopticons @vanillahigh00 @wordthieve @elvensorceress @fatedbuck @apothecarose @rmd-writes absolute LOML @lizzie-bennetdarcy @jesuisici33 @blackandwhiteandrose @alysiswriting (so y'know basically anyone i would normally tag)

[mirobraz]

The Nightingale (2018), dir. Jennifer Kent.

[mobblespsycho100]

character with a hero complex × character with a villain complex who are practically the same person but fundamentally very different and they want to save each other also but are doomed by the narrative

[texeoghea]

even rougher concept to go with akechi's, this is my first pass at sumire's den. idk if ill keep it as a Grand Foyer but despite her name being violet shes very much represented by yknow. Royal things. white and gold and vibrant red. along with her princess in a tower thing she has going on i think at least at first especially her den would be representative of that, along with kasumi standing high above her.

i havent decided whether sumire is going to go from princess to knight or dragon. or both. i think it might be fun if she and akechi both got to be dragon knights. for different reasons

[empressofthelibrary]

I am juuuust sleepy enough to feel artistically ambitious and impulsive

I wanna revisit the Pokemon fan-region and fakemon dex I started in high school and never finished

[hellaversepolls]

there's still a day left on this poll, but it looks like there's a clear winner so I'm going to put into rotation since i put in the last "detective, murderer, victim" for this fmk roll. Once the "clothes, hairstyle, palette" polls roll through, i'll add the 2nd place winner to the lineup.

in a fairy tale rescue, whose...

[peacerisendove]

Me covering my face as I write a knight implicitly(???) sorta falling in love with a dragon. (Note: the dragon isn't simply a mindless beast/creature here.)

It also doesn't help that these characters are based of two human ocs that are in a relationship.

[eddiesxangel]

Eddie’s Fantasy | Knight!Eddie x Princess!Reader

Semi proof read. Based off this blurb

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CW: Roleplay, reader addresses Eddie as 'sir' but not in a dom way, more of a respect kinda thing... it goes with the roleplay, you'll get it. Pure porn with some plot, oral (m+f), p in v, unprotected sex, breeding/cream pie, f!reader.

Needy kisses were passed between the both of you. You and Eddie sat on your bed, his hands gripped your hips, guiding them back and forth over his strained cock that was trapped beneath the black fabric of his jeans.

"Tell me your fantasies, baby," cooed him as you twirled a piece of his hair and sat in his lap.

The sex is always great and amazing, but you feel like Eddie is holding back on you; there is something he wants to share with you but is too timid to admit it. You’ve only just started dating. You’re at the stage where he just asked you to be his girlfriend, and you can’t keep your hands off one another.

"I-I-" he stutters as his eyes drift to the book sitting on the opposite side of your bed.

You follow his eyes and look over to see the book you had been reading before Eddie came over. You observe the cover he is looking at; a knight carrying a princess as he saves her from her capturers.

"Oh, baby, you want me to dress up like a pretty princess?" You smile.

Eddie nods his head profusely, mouth agape.

"Are you going to be my knight in shining armour? Do you want me to reward you for saving me from the dragon?" you ask with no judgment in your tone.

You hear Eddie curse under his breath as his chest rises and falls rapidly.

"Have my tits all pushed up in a pretty pink corset for you?" You lean in to brush your plush lips against his skin. "You wanna watch how they bounce as I ride my knight in shining armour?"

"Y-yes," he stutters.

"Okay, baby, I can be your damsel in distress"

You had it all planned out: You found your old Halloween costume, which you embellished a little with a pink corset like you promised, some petticoats for volume, and some extra jewels to really sell it. You curled and pinned your hair with smaller braids, just as he liked it.

You arranged to meet him at eight. As you were fixing your makeup, you heard a light knock on the door. You don't need to let him in, as he has his own key.

“Hey babe,” he calls out into the empty living room, seeing you were not in sight.

“Eddie! Quickly im in here!” You say with urgency.

You can hear his sock-clad feet pad down the hardwood floors as he rushes in to investigate, but he stops dead when he sees what you’re wearing.

You quickly turn, and he can see everything, the pink and blue lacy gown adorned with a lace corseted bodice that your breasts are pushed so far up his dick was hard in an instant. He loved the dainty curls that fell by your pretty face. You looked like a fairy princess, and he swore that’s when he fell in love with you.

“Oh, Sir Knight, thank goodness you are here!” You flung yourself into his arms. I never thought I would be saved!” You cupped his confused face and kissed him passionately.

“Baby, what is?—”

“Shhhhh, the dragon is so very hungry, they said I haven't much time.” You look around your room frantically.

“Ohhhhhhh!” And then Eddie gets it, and holy shit is he excited.

You give him a look to not break character.

“Oh,” he clears his throat. “I’ve travelled far and wide trying to track you down, Princess. It’s been an awful long journey.” He takes your hands in his and brings them up between your two chests to kiss the back of it.

“How could I ever repay, Thee?” You bat your lashes at him.

“It is my duty as your knight to protect you, Your Highness.”

“There must be something?” You creep closer and closer to him, letting your hands twirl a loose tendril.

“Well, there might be one thing,” he chides.

“Yes, Sir Knight?” You speak as you lean into his neck, gently brushing away his curls so you can leave a soft kiss on his neck.

“Shit, that’s good,” he whispers as your mouth travels lower to his collar bone and your hand glides down to his already erect penis.

“I would like to express my gratitude, Sir. Can I?” You start palming him through his cotton pants.

“Y-yes, Princess, I’ll do anything for you.” God, he was such a simp.

You give a satisfied smirk and sink to your knees. Your dress pillows out, and Eddie can’t help but moan, seeing your breasts falling out of the corset at this angle.

“Fuck baby, you’re too good to me; I am not worthy.” he cups your face, and you nuzzle into it. You’d do anything for him.

“Anything for my knight in shining armour.” You bite your lip, gazing up at him; your doe eyes don’t break contact until your hands finally help his cock out of its cotton confines.

You hear Eddie take a sharp breath as your glossy lips touch his reddened tip. You can taste the salty pre cum as you place it in your mouth.

Eddie wants to grip your head so badly in his hands but doesn't dare, knowing you spent all this time preparing for him. To be his pretty Princess. Just the thought alone was going to make Eddie cream his pants.

Eddie watches, not wanting to blink; he can't miss a moment of this. Your perfectly outlined glossy lips swallowing down his cock, your beautiful eyes gazing up at him lovingly.

You break eye contact when you feel Eddie's bush tickle your nose. Trying to slowly breathe, you swallow down and hear your knight moan from above. Slowly, you pull back, tasting every inch of him on your tongue before you push your head back into him at a much quicker pace.

You pump your hot wet mouth on Eddie's cock, enjoying every minute. You loved having this hold over your boyfriend, as you were the only thing he was focused on in the world.

"You suck my cock so good," he hisses, trying not to cum just yet.

With a pop, you release his cock from your mouth and replace it with your hand as you move lower to suck on his balls. No longer caring about your makeup, you smear your face into the wet skink of his undershaft, needing to worship him like he deserves.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" Eddie was so close, your hand was jerking his so smooth and fast he almost exploded, but he stopped you just in time.

"I need you, princess, please." He begged.

"How do you want me?" You stand back up, and Eddie flips you around so you're facing the bed. You walk over together, and Eddie instructs you to lie down on your back while he undresses.

He gently guides your head down on the pillow, ever the gentleman.

"Need to treat you like the Princess you are." he hums as he gently peels up your skirts layer by layer to see you're not wearing anything underneath.

Eddie could see your pussy was already soaked, his mouth watered, and as he got closer, he could smell your arousal, which drove him insane every time.

The sweet aroma filled his nostrils; he had to taste you. Slowly, his soft lips trailed the inside of your thigh, leaving small bites to claim you as his. He crept closer and closer until the small hairs from your mound tickled his nose.

You hear Eddie take a deep breath and inhale sharply as you watch his eyes flutter shut, finally satiated.

Your eyes are closed, soaking up the moment; you feel a hand trail up and squeeze your breast as the other circles your entrance. You move your hand to cup the one that’s cupping your breast and guide it so the fabric releases your nipple.

Eddie loved your taste so much he could bathe in it. His sloppy kisses make your mind go blank as his saliva and the mix of your slick coat your inner thighs, the bed sheets and his face. You open your eyes and can see his face is glistening. You're absolutely dripping for him.

"B-baby! Baby! Baby! Baby!" You chant as your breath quickens. He loves seeing your chest rise and fall as he looks up at you through his lashes. Your sweet moans are his newfound favourite genre of music.

His tongue flicking over your clit over and over and over. Nipping and sucking and swirling as your wriggle beneath him. His strong large hands have your hips pinned down as you try and grind your pussy on his face. His fingers are diving into your plush hips, and the rough stubble from his chin and upper lip only makes the feeling much better.

Your orgasm hits you and your cum it's like liquid gold on his tongue. Eddie doesn’t hesitate to lap up your cum leaking out of your hole catching every. last. drop.

"Such a good job for me," he hums into you, sending waves of aftershocks through you. You gasp into his eyes, swearing you’ve never felt so loved, even if you have yet to speak those three words to one another.

“I need you, please, Sir.”

Eddie has totally forgotten about the roleplay until now. He was so consumed, pussy drunk, that your words only had him aching for you all over again.

“Time to show me your gratitude, Princess.”

You sit up and make room for Eddie to lie down on the bed because your usual position was for you to ride him. He loved to watch your tits bounce, to latch on your nipples while you bounce on his cock like his little bunny.

You go to take off your skirts because Eddie loves to watch as he disappears inside of you, but this time, Eddie stops you from undressing.

“No, please leave it on.” He asked while stroking his cock. You watch as his big hands grip the shaft, only making your pussy clench around nothing. No longer could you wait; the anticipation was too much.

Bunching up your skirts the best you can, Eddie guides your hips to be aligned with his shaft. He nods, and you sink down while he pushes himself up into you.

The sight before him is enough to have him cumming instantly. Your tits are so far pushed up that they’re basically falling out of your top, your head is flung back, exploding your neck, daring him to mark, your dress falls as you grip his shoulder for balance, and he is enveloped fully inside of you.

“Fuck you’re so tight.”

“You’re so big, I’m so full,” you moan as you raise yourself on your knees so you can ride him.

“You’re so perfect, my perfect Princess,” Eddie mumbles, leaning in so he can press his face in your chest. You start off slow, building up speed with each bounce.

A loud moan leaves your throat in reply to his praises.

Eddie is consuming you; even if he’s under you, you’re being devoured by him. His hands, his mouth, his thick long cock filling you so good you’re about to cry from the pleasure.

“Gotta take what’s mine,” he grits before he pushes the both of you up, and you land on your back, and he’s hovering over you. Quickly he pounds into you, eyes not veering from your chest as he watches your tits bounce.

“Are you mine, Princess?” His hips slap so hard into you that you feel his balls slap you with each hard thrust.

“Yours! All yours!”

Eddie swears his heart melts when the admission leaves your lips. He’s always waited for a girl like you to come around. Now you’re here, doing this for him and enjoying it? He never thought he’d be here with you.

“More,” you moan

“Not good enough for you, your Highness?”

“I-I-I,” you can’t speak, but Eddie knows what you need.

“Gonna fill up this pussy so good.”

Before you know it, you’re being flipped around, and your head is pressed so far into the mattress your neck is craned, and it hurts, but you pay no mind because Eddie has you propped up on your knees, your dress is flipped up, and you’re all spread out, and he is ravaging you with his mouth once more.

His nose pressed into your ass as he tongue fucks you.

Your moans are muffled by the plush pillows your face is stuffed into. A small wet patch is forming on it from your drool. Your eyes are rolled back, and you're in absolute heaven.

Eddie's hot wet tongue runs up your soaked slit before he pulls back with a moan before he breathes you in as his face is drawn to your pussy like a magnet.

“More” you need his cock once again. Nothing will be able to satisfy your needs.

“You want more Princess? You want me to fill up this pussy so good your belly will swell with my seed?

“Yes!” Your white knuckle grip on the pillow almost tears it apart.

"Mmmmm, that's my good girl. Tell me what you need. " he encourages as your mains rip from your throat.

“You, My Knight! You, you, you!” Your pussy clenches over nothing once more.

You're so close that you feel it building up more and more until you break. Eddie feels you quivering beneath him, and he pulls away and quickly inserts himself before you feel a sharp slap on your ass.

“Eddie!”

Nothing pleases him more than to hear you blissed out because of him.

“Oh, Princess!” He cried, flinging his head back, fucking you with reckless abandon.

Your legs almost give out as your body shakes with ecstasy. You can’t hold it any longer; everything is Eddie, everything is beautiful. Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie. You hadn’t even released. You were changing his name as your pussy clamps down on his cock like a vice.

Uneven thrusts continuously pound into you until you feel the grip of Eddie’s fingers dig into your flesh so hard as he cums deep inside of you, you squeak, and Eddie loosens his grip immediately.

“Need you,” you slur mindlessly.

“You got me, Princess.” You both collapse on the bed, and Eddie's weight is comforting.

“And they lived happily ever after?” You try and roll over to look at Eddie; he pushes up and but so you can roll back over.

He kisses your nose. “And they lived happily ever after.”

Tagging some mooties: @jamdoughnutmagician @littlexdeaths @voyeurmunson @ceriseheaven @munson-blurbs

[pa-pa-pa-pa-parmigiano-reggiano]

It was known throughout the lands of the kingdom, whose name time has since forgotten, that the only princess of the first king, his third and favorite child, was the fairest maiden in all the land. She was even more precious after the death of her two elder brothers, and it was found out that the new queen could not bare children. It was also known that the she was cursed on her eighteenth birthday, by her wicked step mother, who was put to be put to death soon after. Before her execution, the queen managed to escape and lock the princess in the tallest tower, deep within the forbidden forest. There it was said she was killed by the dragon of legends, after awakening it from its eternal slumber. The king in his despair proclaimed that whoever could save the princess would be crowned the next king. Many tried, but most died to the forest, or fled before it could claim their life.

A young lad, born and raised in the farmlands of the kingdom was known for his inhuman strength and his heart of gold. It was said he could plow and plant five fields before noon and he would lend a helping hand to anyone who asked. So of course when the King himself knighted the farmer and asked he go save the princess, as the kingdom's final hope, he packed his bag to save the damsel in distress. He knew of the forest and the tricks it could play, and brought enough food and water, so as not to need the toxic fruits and drink that were plentiful deeper in the woods. Thanks to his strength and intellect, it was not difficult for the farmer to reach the tower.

As he sought to climb up the tower upon hearing a shrill scream from the window, but as he climbed, a thunderous clap shook the tower, and flung him off. It was the dragon. He heard of it, but did not believe such a creature could actually exist. If it did, surely it would have come for his sheep or cows by now. But here it was, tall with a sheen of purple from each silvery scale. Being a farmer meant spending time to communicate and tame animals, so he decided the best course of action would be to speak to it.

"Why do you keep the princess captive? Surely if you wanted to eat her, with your strength you would have done so by now. If she is alive, I am sure there is a reason you are keeping her here."

While he did expect the creature to understand, as his horse understands to stop or speed up, he did not expect a verbal response.

"You think you are here to free this maiden to save her, but alas, I keep her trapped to keep you all safe from her."

"I am opposed to using brute force, but if you cannot tell me why a weak maiden should remain away from her people and father, I will have no choice" he said sternly, brandishing his ax.

"Then you leave me no choice as well.Smoke began to form at the dragon's mouth as the farmer approached.

He stopped when he noticed a glimmer from the dragon's claw. "Is that not the crown of the late queen? You cur, while she may have been sentenced to death, you had no reason to eat a woman of the kingdom."

The dragon roared with a mighty laugh. "And who are you to care about the life of a wicked queen?"

"I know not of what sins she had, but it is not up to a beast like you to decide the fate of a human life."

"The beast is inside the tower you fool. Why do you think the crown prince and his younger brother both died within the same night? And the queen was found to be barren the same week?" "Stop with the riddles and speak so I may understand you!"

"A man who has come to seek the crown wants to understand a malicious dragon? You are a fool indeed"

"I do not seek the crown. I only wish to save a person in need of help. And while some may call you malicious, you have shown me no malice thus far."

"You speak well for a farm boy. Alright, if you seek the truth that is what you shall get. The princess seeks to be king. She rightfully was upset she could not inherit the crown for the sole reason she was not born a man. But to kill one's own brothers and poison the womb of her stepmother is cruel and wicked. So I locked her up where she could no longer spread her misery and tyranny. Knowing what a fool the king is, he would have given the crown to the princess, smiling even with a sword at his throat. If I were to let a man save her and be crowned king with her at his side, I would be letting him walk into his own grave."

"I thought the queen locked her in the tower before you ate her."

"I did lock her in the tower, although I don't know about eating myself."

The farmer stood is shock, realizing the queen never perished, but cursed herself.

"If you have become a dragon, what curse is inflicted on the princess?"

"There is no curse. I merely put her to sleep so I could carry her to the forest. As much as I'd like to, I cannot take a life." "Then what of the men who were said to have perished at your fire?"

"The forest easily consumes the lives of men less wary than you. If you understand, leave the forest now. I will let her live out her lifespan here where she can do no harm. Go on now. Tell the people there is no hope in saving her from the forest."

The farmer sat for a while, eyes closed, contemplating everything he had just heard. He bolted upright as he came to a conclusion. "Give me one of your silver scales."

"I can easily give you ten, but what for? Is it the price of your silence?"

"No. I will tell the king that I have slain you and went up to the tower, only to find the princess eaten with barely any bits left behind to rot. He will only send another man to his death if I go back defeated. This way you will be safe from any man who may actually come to harm you, and no man will have to needlessly throw his life away."

The dragon, who was the former queen, was shocked at his proposal and did not waste any time. She gave him twenty silver scales and gave him her old crown, so as to prove he had slain her. She watched as the small fragile human who could barely fit all her scales in one arm get smaller as he disappeared into the forest.

She could finally breathe, and for the first time for a long time, had a deep sleep knowing she and the kingdom were finally safe.

You have heard of dragons pretending to be princesses. And you also know of princesses rescuing knights from dragons. Now is a tale of a dragon saving a knight from the princess.

[trilogy-of-umbraticus]

TAG LIST

CHARACTERS

A

{ the first usurper } ; aniketos arkhos

{ the cinder lady } ; aeron pyreborn

B

C

{ little heart } ; cordula woolweaver

{ candidus } ; calytrix candidus

{ stardust } ; cassiopeia praeustus

D

{ delphinium } ; delphina albarruya

{ her contrary knight } ; lord domitianus

E

{ the dragon spawn heiress } ; eurybia drakiádēs

{ the dreadful damsel } ; lady etheldreda

F

{ the elf queen of the white waste } ; firamodor of the line of ælflæd

G

{ morning dew on jasmine blooms } ; gelvira of the line of selwyn

H

{ the harrowing } ; hedwig hornbyrd

I

{ a wandering eternal } ; idonea of the line of selwyn

J

K

L

{ bellatrix de tenebris } ; lysistrata de demeke

M

N

O

P

Q

R

S

T

U

V

W

X

Y

Z

{ the human prince }

{ mermaids moonbeam }

{ heiress of the foam }

{ a mermaid named silk }

{ elfson }

HOUSES

{ blood of the dark } ; obscurus

PLACES

{ rams crown }

[littlebittyhollowbugs]

Hollow is really out there fulfilling the roles of the knight in shining armor, the damsel in distress, and the dragon, all in one