#lionheart: ( starter )

[fantasiesandfolklore]

Open Starter to anyone Muse: Relta V: Phoenix Queen or V: Lionhearted

“They tell me love is irrelevant, that royalty doesn’t get to fall in love,” Relta told her companion, looking up at them from where she was sitting down. “Do you believe not all are allowed to find love? That it’s limited by class?” She inquired, curious as to what they’d say.

Standing up, she turned to pour them both cups of tea. “Try this,” she offered a cup, not having done anything different to either of the cups of tea. She was an honest woman, usually, and one who wouldn’t act against someone unless in self-defense.

“I find tea soothing,” she confessed as she sat back down, nursing her own cup of steaming tea, enjoying it rather hot. “I drink it with honey after I give speeches,” she added, the honey soothing to her throat after giving rallying speech.

[marcmarcmomarc]

@pmpknsoup’s post again, this time as an open starter.

Open to: anyone

Plot: A Volume 10 short like the ones Volumes 4-6 had. In Theodore’s office in Shade Academy, Ruby uses Robyn’s Semblance to tell the main members of the Remnant Alliance where she, Team RWBY, and Jaune have been. Their audience consists of Team JNR plus Oscar/Ozpin and Emerald, Team STRQ, the Ace-Ops, the Happy Huntresses, Winter, the Beacon Brigade, Whitley, Willow, Klein, Maria, Pietro, Ghira, Kali, Ilia, Oobleck, Port, Glynda, Theodore, Rumpole, and Zwei.

[joyfulmagic]

Open Starter — Muse: Queen Relta the Lionhearted (Robin Hood/3rd Crusades Era) — V: Lionhearted Open to: anyone! Throw your lovely muses at me!!! Relta is open to any gender rp partner Dynamics Possible: your muse is the advisor, your muse is Relta’s co-monarch/spouse, your muse is Relta’s secret SO

The Queen’s gaze was calm, her emerald eyes sparkling in the light of the dancing candlelight. She had recently finished fully healing from her coup against her uncle, Prince John, and was attempting to make amends with the people on the behalf of the monarchy. Queen Relta had finished listening to the people of Nottingham’s concerns, having her scribe take down the information so she could address things in a timely and well calculated manner.

An advisor slowly walked over to the exhausted young monarch, Relta looking up at them with a brow raised. “You need not fear speaking to me,” she informed them with a gentle smile, “I was raised as a commoner, so I do not feel comfortable with such formalities.”

The advisor seemed startled by Relta’s honesty and openness, more familiar with the cruelty of Prince John and Sheriff Vaisey. They cleared their throat, looking a bit scared still, “you are taking on a lot with all the complaints of the common folk and elites alike. Your counsel, myself included, are concerned you’ll burn out and make enemies.”

Relta blinked, regaining the calm expression she’d earlier had, then shrugged in response to the advisor’s words. “I’m well aware of the risks, but I need to heal Nottingham. To heal England,” she explained to them with a solemn tone. “England’s people are my priority. I shall be fine,” she insisted.

[talesofourworlds]

Even after so much time had passed, the loss of her brother still lingered at the back of Kisara's mind. Most days, she found ways to work around it. Life went on, and so too much she. On days like this, though, she found herself thinking of only him. His smile, the time they'd spent together... all of it. Even the regret she bore for not trying to mend the broken bond between them sooner.

Days like this warranted a visit to the memorial she'd made. No fear of being ruined like she knew such sites could have been in other parts of the united world allowed it to be possible. It was small, out of Viscint proper and close to the fishing hole she knew he'd taught her the skill. It was near enough to the city so she could slip in and out undetected.

At least, she was pretty sure she could.

She'd purchased fresh flowers earlier that day. He would have liked them, she thought. Once she reached the memorial, a little structure she'd made a short walk away from the pond, she knelt down and laid the flowers there.

"I'm sorry it's been a while, Migal..." She could feel tears in her eyes, even after all that time. "But I'm here now." Even if here wasn't his final resting spot. The actual place he had passed was blocked off now, and for good reason. She was pretty sure he wouldn't have wanted a memorial there, anyway.

So, there she knelt with her flowers. Quietly remembering him. As far as she knew, she was alone.

[ofglories]

"I can perform a magic trick that no one else can do. Want to see?"

[deathswcrn]

tag dump #2.

[wornkindness]

     She wasted little time in looping her arm through his, leading them both away from the small group of courtiers who were doing a poor job of concealing their hushed tones. Amelia knew it was not on accident either. “They want what they cannot have,” she noted lightly. Not that he had asked. “Or they think through you they can more easily win my favor.” This of course is not anything she expects to happen. Some might think him an easy target, but she knew better, considering the years Khadin had spent under her father, who had been unable to break through his stoic resolve. “Though I do feel the need to apologize. You did not ask to suddenly become the center of the court’s attention, and I gave you no warning that it might be an outcome.”

     There was a pang of guilt. Of course she did not think he had not thought any of this through, but she still should have given him some sort of warning beforehand. “I would not blame you. Should you change your mind.” The brightness of her eyes, the way the edges of her lips tilt upwards gives all the indication needed she’s teasing. But she would also not hold it against him if he decided to take her up on the offer.

@jedimastre ⎯ a starter in amelia's canon { ❀ }

[phoenshire]

elp

[kedsandtubesocks]

Howdy there traveler! I’m Erika thanks so much for stopping by

I am slowly starting getting the hang of being a writing blog but i’m still a work in progress so I appreciate your patience and understanding!

⚠️ this blog & my writing are 18+ MDNI also - please do not repost my work onto other sites

Beyond this point it’s a multifandom desert so safe travels cowpoke…

Pedro Boys

Let’s Rodeo - Fic Series masterlist

Cowboys Like Us - Headcanons

Seasons of You - Stardew Valley AU fic series

Joel Miller

‘give you something to dream about’ - sports bar & Texas football Joel

‘your heart, a sonnet’ - author!joel miller

‘what the water gave us’ - merman!joel

game changer - MLB pitcher /baseball player joel

game changer: time out - MLB pitcher!Joel ficlet

graveyard heart - post outbreak Hades!Joel (dark fic)

Trick or Treat blurb

drive: roll a trope challenge

Mr. Winter - Santa!Joel

Prisonic Fairytale - Pyramid Head!Joel (dark fic)

Din Djarin

Cowboy Din Djarin Ficlets (1) (2)

‘This Tornado Loves You’ - Cowboy!Din

‘Hold On, Hold On’- Cowboy!Din Part II

‘In the Dead of Night’ - Creature!Cowboy Din

Modern Rodeo Cowboy / Bull Rider Din

Haunted/Spooky Cowboy Din Ficlet

Din x Naboo Queen!Reader

Mythosaur!Din

your king & lionheart - Hades!Din x Marcus Acacius x Persephone!reader

Jack Daniels

headcannons

Frankie Morales

game changer (national league) - baseball player!Frankie

Dieter Bravo

‘Go Play Your Video Games’ - Dieter x YouTuber!Reader

‘your favorite kryptonite’ - comic bookstore owner!Dieter

Fire Starter - Dragon!Dieter

Marcus Pike

Guardian Angel Marcus

Marcus + spooky stories blurb

cosmic love - Marcus Pike x Marcus Acacius x Reader

Javier Peña

‘Bendecido’ - Javi x Fem!Reader One Shot

Husband Javi P headcanon

‘part of your world’ - Javi x Mermaid!Reader

Lucien Flores / Lucien De Leon

this high of you & me - Drug Dealer!Lucien AU

Ezra (Prospect)

be your hallowed ground - colonial era Demon!Ezra

blood on your name - Cowboy!Ezra (extra amazing fic banner here)

Max P

all the trouble we’ve seen - witch!reader x Max

Dave York

the dark dresses lightly - god of vengeance!Dave

Marcus Acacius

cosmic love - time travel AU & poly Marcus Pike x Reader

your king & lionheart - Marcus Acacius x Hades!Din x Persephone!Reader

Various

pedro guys + sports headcanons

pedro guys + monsters

Anime

JJK

Satoru Gojo:

‘all of this (& heaven too)’ - hades!gojo x f!reader

dragon!gojo

Jedi!Gojo x Mandalorian!Reader (2)

‘in the woods (somewhere)’ - mothman!gojo

‘Fright Night’ - Ghost Face!Gojo

Professional Baseball Player Gojo, 2nd Drabble

Happy Birthday Gojo Drabble

God of Winter!Gojo

MHA:

A Galaxy Far Far Away - BNHA Star Wars AU tag

Mandalorian Bakugou

Jedi Shouto

Jedi Izuku

[princemordecai]

open starter location: Aventia, Borderreach notes: for the combat thread girlies, limiting this to 4 + Agron.

A golden aura outlined the lionhearted prince, Leander had traveled to the far corners of Lysara and Ankhuria alike in his quest for power. Studied dragons, drank in the heat of the desert, and made pacts where needed. Wreathed in the draconic presence indicative of his training, a pair of gilded wings held him aloft as Leander's fists blazed with molten, raging flames. He wore the standard of the Lysaran army, a centurion, and Warrior of Mars, Leander proudly led the Olympians onto the field as he had countless times in Astoria.

The aura was not just for show, as the blighted blood splattered against him, it did not reach Leander's frame. Arrows fell casually to the side and the Hurlocks that swung against him with their blighted blades found a pair of raging, molten fists instead.

Politics bored him - and whatever sympathy that the Iskarans had managed to invoke as of late did nothing to quell the hatred that had burned within the prince for decades. This was where Leander thrived.

A Genlock rushed forward, its jagged blade raised to strike, but the moment it came within reach, the dragon's aura flared. Leander snarled as a pulse of energy threw the creature back, sending it skidding across the blood-soaked ground. Leander didn’t even turn to acknowledge it. His focus was absolute, his breath steady.

These creatures were meant to be impudent and stupid - while that remained true, they came equipped with war machines. They tacked on organized tactics that the Lysarans were only prepared for because of the caution that had spilled from Iskaran tongues. If any of the westerners expected gratitude from him though, they would need to look elsewhere.

A beat of his wings saw Leander lift into the air as he pulled air and fire into his lungs, weaving them together without the need for his hands. There at the center of his breast, the Warrior of Mars tethered it with threads of spirit before he opened his mouth and bequeathed a rush of golden flames onto the forces below. With it came a bestial roar, beyond human, the draconic burst of power echoed with the ego of the endlessly proud Prince of Lysara.

The creatures erupted in righteous flames, incinerated in a wide cone ahead of him before Leander took to hovering only a few feet off of the ground. As much fun as he was having, Leander opted to begin taking this seriously as his sword materialized in his hand - a blade of twisting draconic make that resonated with power.

"Hold the line!" Came the Prince's command, the Olympians had each been connected, and their power pooled together meant it was seemingly endless. No Astorian force had ever gotten past seven of them, now fifteen stood in defense of Aventia. An ogre shook the ground as the alpha stomped toward them, another horde swarmed about the creature, and Leander charged.

[youvegotrpmemes]

lyric starters from my current On Repeat playlist (part 3)

Show me how to lie, you're getting better all the time

And no one even knew it was really only you

Nice work you did, you're gonna go far, kid

Hit 'em right between the eyes

And if you can't get what you want, well, it's all because of me

My dear, there are secrets here

If only I could break the chain of disappointments weighing me down

I won't be afraid

It's the fear, and not the ghost, that leaves me haunted

You're an anchor for all the heaviest regrets inside of you

I heard you tellin' lies

I know we're the crooked kind

It ain't a talk of "if," just one of "when" and "how"

So, collect your scars and wear 'em well

They're never truly gone

I carry their blood too

I'm far from where I wanna be

I get lost in my delusional reality

It's kinda hard to think about your own mortality

And I'm hoping for a never ending odyssey

Just give me something good

I've made up my mind over and over

I can't be everything you want me to be

But it's all gone

It's all the same sound and my ears are burning

Never to be moved by the words of a liar

The dark doesn't frighten me

I chose to close my eyes

The night doesn't frighten me

I chose to let it thrive

Oh, my precious child, how lucky you are

I got a friend that's losing sleep

I never needed a reason for keeping secrets from myself

I'll wreck this if I have to

Tell me what good would that do

I'd be so good to you

And I don't know how this is wrong

You were a friend of mine

They don't know you like I do

I can never go back home again

Don't you ever tell me I'm not loving you best

And I just need a minute, I just need a breath

It's very hard to drink to my continued success

It's getting better in the worst way

I like to push it and push it until my luck is over

Please just follow me

I wonder how we used to ever go so long without it

I am right beside you

I thought you wanted me

I've been here so very long

I never took you for a trick but sometimes I don't know what you want

I could take it if you need to take this out on someone

I don't know how it got this way

But these problems aside, I think I taught you well

We're here to stay

But you're a king and I'm a lionheart

We're still the same

I'll be here to hold your hand

You won't be alone, we're unstoppable

Don't be ‘fraid to show what we're going for

Oh, all you need to know is that we're holding on

Even if we fall, we will rise up

No, we're not gonna stop until we reach it

We all have our burdens, yeah, but we just keep on fighting and we never look back

I know I was born for this

They just don't get it, I think they forget I'm not done 'til I'm on top

I believe we can write our story

We come from different places, but have the same name

We are the broken ones who chose to spark a flame

I've struggled for years and through all the tears I've faced the doubts I hide

I never gave into my fears deep within 'cause I heard my voice inside

Don't ever lose your hope

[fantasiesandfolklore]

Open Starter || Muse: Relta || V: Lionhearted

“If you shoot, I shall have to as well,” Relta stated confidently, raising her bow and arrow. They seemed to be unique, perhaps obtained in another country, unlike her possible opponents’ English bow.

“I do not wish to harm you or be harmed,” she added, taking one step toward the other, lowering her bow and arrow slowly, letting the string go loose as she did. She came off as cocky, but rather was simply trying to defuse the situation.

She’d already had to face one unfriendly face that day, Sir Guy of Gisborne, who had tried taking her head as he could easily recognize who she likely was the daughter of, King Richard, after his…vacation to the Holy Land. Now that she was known, she had to be more careful and stay out of villages to avoid endangering the people in them.

[mistressdragonflame]

Practice makes Perfect

So, rather than dive head first into the (current) 700k print of Lionheart, I decided to try a smaller work first. So I decided to use The Perfect Match, by Nora_Wall, another Dramione fic. At 130k words completed, its a much more bite size starting point than even the first volume of Lionheart.

So I began as I did with Lionheart, making a typeset for the print. I used google Docs, as its a habit of mine to use a digital format to best share between my (then) work PC and my home Macbook. I then exported as a PDF for conversion into a signature set using the app BookletCreator.

I actually bought myself a printer for this ADHD obsession, as I didn't have an appropriate one before. I had those "my first printer" types, one I bought while in Japan 12+ years ago and lord only knows if it worked/had ink, but it was single sided print only. I then also had a newer, but still baby Epson printer I bought IDK, 6 years ago (I think I bought it while in Greece, but I don't recall)? It had a scan feature, but it couldn't print duplex, and I didn't hate myself enough to single side/flip/rotate/single side an entire book. I also had no idea about the ink.

Instead I bought a Brother printer that did duplex, and is Laser, so the ink won't 'mysteriously' go bad at some time in the future. Did find out the starter ink it came with was only really good enough for 500 pages, which is less than I'd need for Lionheart let alone any practice/extra printing, but printer companies do what they do. (DCP-L2640DW for those curious)

During my print runs, I learned a few things.

Weirdly, printing from Adobe Reader results in a fainter/more blurry printing than printing from the Brother App. IDK why, it's the same PDF used.

I have no ability to add blank pages using my Adobe Reader, so I have a choice of one, weirdly spaced pages of the book, two, mis-numbered pages (as they count the blank pages), or three, make a separate signature just for the non-writing pages (e.g. title page, table of contents page, etc).

For the life of me, I cannot make the top and bottom margins of the print smaller than one inch. Doesn't matter if the master document has .5 inch t/b margins, it'll print as 1 inch. I may have to inquire with other bookbinders on how to change this, as it's a lot of wasted space.

So next, while I waited for my signatures to be crushed flat, I made a stabbing cradle to stab the signatures, as I didn't trust myself to stab that many times in the same exact spot with out one. I used some excess chipboard to make and it came out decently.

I also made a stabbing template, to share between samples, and that worked well also. I did have an issue of the samples shifting as a fiddled with the template/awl, but for the most part they came out well.

I then stitched them together using a french stitch. I used waxed thread, and a curved needle--found I don't like the curve very much, and should have just used a regular one. Ah well.

Still, I felt the sitchwork came out quite well for a first time. The booklet wasn't too loose, nor too tight, and was within government standards of being in alignment. For Lionheart though, I'll likely be trying my hand at corded stitching vice french.

I did try to round the spine, but I don't think I did it in the right order. I watched a guide glue then whack with a hammer, and that didn't shift anything in mine. I don't know if I didn't hit it hard enough, or if I wasn't supposed to glue the french stitches first. IDK.

I tried to trim the edges and... well, it didn't turn out well. I had the boxcutter with a fresh tip, but I did not have the skills to appropriately trim. So the top's all jacked, and I left the bottom/side alone. Its, er, rustic.

Next I made the book cover. I made a first attempt using a 8 1/2x11 piece of particle board cut in half, but that ended up being too short. Despite the papers also coming from the same size originally, and despite the gap in the cover for the hinge work, it matched the booklet. So I had to make it again. And then again, because the 2nd time was too long, so I trimmed it, only to mistakeningly made it back to the 1st attempt size.

I used some spare cloth I had lying around, backed with some heat and bond I also had lying around (other ADHD obsessions include renaissance fair with accompanying clothing making). I'd need more heat and bond if i wanted to try again.

I didn't have any special end paper for this practice run, so I just used more of the paper I previously chopped.

I added some muslin to the spin for rigidity, as I didn't want to buy mull when I already had a substance that'd work. Actually using it however, it's rather thick, so perhaps a different muslin would work better. I'll have to dig through my clothing piles.

But I glued it all together, and it came out decent! The pages warped some, but I think that partially has to do with living in Hawaii with Hawaii humidity. It gets everywhere. I pressed the books with some cat toy wand sticks in the seems, so they came out nicely.

I do wish the book was a tad bigger. However, my printer only does up to 8 1/2 by 14, so I'd have to chose between long grain print for an addition inch, or short grain print as is.

[xxbytem3owxx]

Warrior Cats Pokémon AU

I might draw more for this later but basically warrior cats, but they're all Pokémon

Bluestar is a Houndoom because I think she's an imposing cat and houndoom is an imposing pokemon. Also, it's shiny is blue (which i didnt realize until after deciding her species, so that was a perfect coincidence and the rarity of shinies make her unique to be named Blue)

Spottedleaf is a whimsicott because her sweetness ans status as a medicine cat made me want to make her a medicine cat. And I was NOT gonna let Spotted be a Morelull.

As for cats I haven't drawn !

Firestar himself is a litten. I like the idea of starters being rare in the wild because they're domesticated, meaning any wild starters are either runaways, or descendants of runaways. Also, fire type. When he gets his nine lives, he evolves into a torrocat, and he stays that way untol his death.

Graystripe is a galarian meowth. It's gray, and it's a little rascal. He evolves into Perrserker when he becomes deputy.

Lionheart is a pyroar. Because lion.

Tigerstar I is a zoroark. This is because of the amount of deceit and blame he commits.

Yellowfang is a venusaur. She's a grass type, which fits with her medicine cat rank, but also a poison type. And I think we all know she has experience with poison. I alsk wanted a pokemon that looked like a cranky old lady.

[talesofourworlds]

"I've noticed lately our funds seem to be consistently getting lower, and I'm pretty sure it's through no fault of the daily need for healing supplies. So I've got a hunch someone is trying to be sneaky. But who? And for what purpose?"

[badassbutterfly1987]

Playing with ideas for an au: for starters, Brambleclaw is a she-cat and Squirrelflight is a trans girl. This means Bramble is brought into the plan for the Three and the clan assumes she and Squilf mothered Lion/Holly/Jay.

So I'm not an expert on cat genetics but I do think it's fun to play with. Some cats are getting redesigns though I will try to stick semi-close to canon where I can. I want the Three to make genetic sense as Leaf/Crow kits but still arguably pass as Bramble/Squilf kits to the clan, except to the perma-queens (Ferncloud, Daisy, and Goldenflower before her death) who silently suspect. I semi tackled this idea in generational patterns but misunderstood the black/brown tabby/gray connection and some nice commenters helped clarify.

Also going to handwave parentage of characters pre- New Prophecy if they aren't story relevant. Does calico Sorreltail make sense as a Whitestorm/Willowpelt kit? Maybe if Willowpelt is some kind of tortie but since both parents are dead it doesn't matter.

Terminology since genetics vs laymans terms can be weird:

black: encompasses both basic black cats and brown tabbies (black w/ tabby pattern that presents as brown). fully brown cats need two recessive brown alleles.

dilute: turns base color a lighter shade. black becomes gray and red becomes cream

blue: dilute black cats, gray cats

red: gingers. always tabbies even if markings aren't clear.

cream: dilute red cats, pale gingers

blue/cream: dilute tortie

CORIN gene: coat color modification/gene mutation, creates reddish-golden cats from what would otherwise be a darker color.

calico: tortie with white patches (amount of white varies). also has a dilute form

Genetic results:

Canon ginger dam/black sire (Squilf/Bramble): red or cream male, tortie or dilute tortie female

Canon black dam/blue sire (Leaf/Crow): black or blue kits

AU! black dam/ginger sire (Bramble/Squilf): black or blue male, tortie or dilute tortie female

AU! tortie dam/blue sire (Leaf/Crow): black or blue kits of either gender, red or cream male

Adjustments:

Two gingers (Firestar and Sandstorm (latter described as pale ginger which could mean cream)) should make red or cream cats. Squirrelflight is a ginger but Leafpool is a brown tabby. Could make Leafpool a cream cat but for the ease of adjusting the Three, I'll make her a torbie (tortie with tabby marks); this way she can have more than cream or tortie kits. Both sisters have white spotting.

Brambleclaw is actually a little messy and it is Mom's fault. Goldenflower is described as a pale ginger tabby. If she's red/cream, then that means female Bramble is a tortie; since Bramble's early arc is about looking like brown tabby dad, that doesn't work. Corin gene could give Goldenflower and Lionheart the right golden tabby look but I'm not sure how it passes genetically (which affects Bramble, Tawny, Bracken, Cinder, Thorn, and Bright, as well as their own litters), so put that firmly in the maybe column. If I make Goldenflower into a kinda golden-looking brown tabby, then both Bramble and Tawny have to be brown tabbies (which might work if I'm okay with making Tawny's name a literal description, i.e. golden brown; but that also means Tiger 2, Flame, and Dawn can only be black, blue, or tortie). Or I make Goldenflower into a tortie (and change her name because the closest I can find is cinnamon tortie which I think is an uncommon mutation and doesn't look especially golden) which keeps Bramble and Tawny's canon look. For now I'll put a pin in it, call Bramble's mom a warm shade of brown tabby, let Bramble keep her canon look, and worry about the Tawnypelt fallout later

Hollyleaf: works as a solid black as a Leaf/Crow kit but needs to be tortie to pass as Bramble/Squilf kit. So a mostly black tortie with scattered ginger and some white spotting.

Jayfeather: if clan cats understand the black/gray/brown tabby overlap then him being a gray tabby won't cause a problem so long as the dilute gene is in play. Works with both sets of parents.

Lionblaze: here is the real problem causer. A Leaf/Crow kit can be brown tabby or ginger. A Bramble/Squilf kit has to be a brown tabby. So either he's the suspicious ginger of the litter or he has to be less notably golden, similar to the Goldenflower thing.

UNLESS I bring the Corin gene back into play, take creative licence with it since the average reader won't be familiar with it, just say it's an odd trait that pops up in the Golden/Lion family tree once or twice a generation, allowing some of the golden brown cats to stay as they are. Lionblaze wouldn't have it but him being ginger could be given a pass.

Now for the second Bramble/Squilf litter if I write that far: Alder, Spark, Dandelion, and Juniper. Canon pelts are dark ginger tom w/ white tail tip, flame-colored tabby molly, pale ginger tabby molly, and dark brown tabby and white tom. Since the dam is not a ginger in my AU, that means the first three are changing.

Juniperkit can stay as he is, even if he has a bit too much white compared to Squilf's small white spotting. Alder gets to be a dark brown tabby like Bramble. The girls both have to be torties but we can still echo canon colors. Spark can either be an extra ginger tortie or be the cinnamon variant. Dandelion is a dilute tortie.

Not going to touch any family trees around or after them because god there are so many cats and nearly everyone is cousins. Those trees need both pruning and rearranging.