#queen eduan

[local-writer]

Jahad; All women *pulls out sword* are Queen's

Eduan; If she breathes *pulls out spear* SHE'S A THOOOT

Jahad and Eduan: *starts aggressively fighting*

[edensrose]

Can you do what the family heads + jahad would give you as a gift?

sure thing! here you go 💕

ৎ୭ — summary : what jahad, khun eduan, arie hon and po bidau gustang give their s/o as a gift

ৎ୭ — type : headcanon

ৎ୭ — genre : miscellaneous

ৎ୭ — warnings : none

ৎ୭ — word count : 621

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ⵓ‧₊˚ ʚjahadɞ ‧₊ ༉

•Jahad isn’t really someone to buy you a bunch of gifts - mostly due to the fact that he doesn’t exactly know what you’d like, plus the fact that he’s not accustomed to this entire ‘relationship thing’. He has to do his own research on it and it wounds his pride so, in the end, he doesn’t give you gifts very often

•However, a special occasion was coming up and one of his advisors suggested getting you a gift - to which he was a little hesitant about but eventually bit the bullet and swallowed his pride

•It took awhile and at one point he had considered just not getting you anything at all - what if you didn’t like the gift he gave you?

•Eventually though, he settled on something. A hairpin - and a gorgeous, silver one at that. Encrusted with red gemstones and mini crimson flowers, in resemblance to the jahad symbol, a perfect gift for his queen

꒰ ꒷꒦୨khun eduan୧˚₊๑

•More or less accustomed to getting you gifts, sometimes out of the blue if he wants to spoil you. But most of the time it’s during a special occasion

•Eduan knows what you like and what you dislike so it isn’t too difficult for him to choose something for you. However, he will admit that sometimes he has to hold himself back from giving you something. . . questionable

•Alright, so maybe a quarter of his gifts are a little questionable but you don’t mind, it’s not as though they go to waste - after all

•On a more serious note if he’s trying to surprise you he usually gifts you clothing or fragrances - mostly clothing

•You bet it’s going to be blue and as elegant as ever so that you can both be that matching, gorgeous couple whenever you go anywhere

ⵓ‧₊˚ ʚarie honɞ ‧₊ ༉

•Hon is always gifting and spoiling you. It’s a way of which he shows his love - so you’re very accustomed to receiving gifts regularly. It’s only amplified on special occasions

•He knows all your tastes like the back of his hand, he knows what to get you, when to get it for you and everything else that follows

•Lots of jewellery and clothes, he loves dolling you up. You are his perfect wife, after all, why not adorn you in the finest of spoils?

•Your birthday was coming up and as per usual, he was determined to make you happy with yet another jewellery set to your collection

•This one was special, however. He gifted you a silver, diamond crusted necklace with a little sword pendant - something he had yet to give you. He claimed that the sword was similar to his own, the White Oar. . . how special is that?

꒰ ꒷꒦୨po bidau gustang୧˚₊๑

•Not one to give you gifts often, he considers this a very special act. This means that he saves it for exceptionally special occasions - for instance, your birthday

•Gustang’s gifts are always simple, not extravagant but most definitely special. He isn’t one to get you something you’ll have no use for. He tends to lean away from clothing as he deems it too ‘generic’ of a gift

•Jewellery is one of them. However, sometimes he gives you little trinkets as well. Small, rare gadgets that many cannot get their hands on around the tower

•For your birthday this year, he decided to give you a combination of both. An elegant, rose gold bracelet with a star locket - if you ever need him when he’s not around [ as a family head he can get very busy ] all you have to do is open said locket and it immediately sends an urgent notification to his pocket. He knows that his recent tiffs with Jahad have put you in a place of vulnerability - he wants to ensure your safety

[pi-a-ia]

Fairytales TOG Week Day 4

Snow Queen

I poured my heart, my soul, my sleep and everything into this.

I love Hans Christian Andersen’s stories. And this is my favorite out of all. You guys should read it, if you have some time to spare. I spent my day contemplating on who’s who from TOG characters to Snow queen characters. My initial plan is Urek and Garam should be the princess and the prince. But in the story, the Prince should looks like Kay (Khun). So yeah, I removed the princess role and left Urek with his wolkhaisong club. Hence, Hachuling is in there.

I want the two crows as Evankhell and Hansung Yu. But in the story, the crows told Gerda (Bam) to go in the Princess’ castle to see what she’s looking for Gerda is a girl in the story. It means the crow should be somehow related to Urek’s club. Khun A.A as Kay Baam as Gerda Rachel as the Devil who broke the magic mirror which I didn’t draw Hwa Ryun as the witch of the summer garden Yuri and Evan as the crows Urek as the Prince  Maschenny as the leader of the robbers which I forgot to draw Endorsi as a robber girl who helped Gerda escape Rak as Bae who carries Gerda to the Snow Queen's palace. Hockney as the Lappish woman Garam as the Finnish woman  Enryu/Jinsung Ha/Eduan as the grandparent  Maria as the Snow Queen

As always, thank you for wasting your time on reading this.

[snowflakescute1]

Khun Eduan: black queen for the @tower-of-chess collab! Click for better quality.

[tower-of-chess]

[ Chess Creations Masterpost ]

All of the works from the Tower of God Chess AU Collab

Writing:

“Got Me In Check”

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Official Art (White Pieces):

Pawn! Shibisu

Pawn! Wangnan

Rook! Hatz

Rook! Ehwa

Bishop! Anaak

Bishop! Ran

Knight! Endorsi

Knight! Yuri

Queen! Khun

King! Bam

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Official Art (Black Pieces):

Pawn! Rachel

Rook! Hwaryun

Rook! Garam

Bishop! Urek

Bishop! Yura

Knight! White

Knight! Maschenny

Queen! Eduan

King! Jahad

[khunfounded]

Dearest (Oh You’re the Nearest to my Heart)

[For Day Four of khunbam week: AU! Based on the story of Tam Lin :)]

Khun Aguero Agnis, son of Lord Eduan of the Ten Great Families, stopped short in his stroll through the woods. Before his eyes was the most beautiful boy he had ever seen, with rich brown locks and golden eyes, sitting amongst the wild rose beds. He was also attempting to eat a rose, chewing thoughtfully before his face scrunched up and he spit it out. 

“What are you doing?” Khun asked, sedately walking towards him. When the boy looked up and their eyes met, Khun was instantly struck with a pang in his chest. Perhaps he might be dying, he thought vaguely. But oh, what a good death it would be, looking into those eyes.

“Oh hello!” The boy said, voice like honey and smiling face like the sun, saying utter nonsense in the loveliest tone, “I just walk by these roses so often, and I always wondered if they taste as good as they smelled”.

“And do they?”

“I don’t think so,” He replied, a sad little frown on his face that Khun longed to repair. But before he could, the boy’s face instantly lightened again, “Would you like to try?”

“... I’ll trust your judgement on that,” Khun hedged, before letting his curiosity get the better of him, “What is your name?”

“I’m called the Twenty-Fifth Bam”.

“The Twenty Fifth Bam, what sort of name is that?”

“It’s mine, sir. I was named after the day of my birth”.

“Well, since it’s yours, I think that it’s wonderful”.

The boy blushed at that, a soft pink that spread to his ears. Yes, compliments were a good call. After an appropriate amount of time of flustered sputtering, the boy asked him in return.

“What is your name, sir?”

“I am Khun Aguero Agnis. It is lovely to meet you,” He took a chance and sat besides Bam amongst the flower beds, and was rewarded by a bright smile. They were so close that their fingertips brushed as lightly as two rose petals in the wind. It was so small, and yet Khun felt this was somehow a momentous occasion.

“It’s lovely to meet you too, Mr. Khun. I didn’t think I’d find someone ever so nice wandering around here.”

“Please, call me Aguero,” He usually hated the use of his first name by anyone, but he wanted this boy to be the exception, for some reason he couldn’t quite place.

“Ah, Aguero then. That really is a beautiful name,” Bam said easily, as if he wasn’t playing Khun’s heart like a skilled lutist. It was Khun’s turn to blush fervently, though he thought he hid it well with a downturn of his head.

Bam’s head turned towards one of the dusty pink roses, before plucking it and leaning over. Their faces, for a few moments, were so close that their breaths mingled. Their gazes were stuck on each other. He gently tucked the rose behind Khun’s ear, unfortunately leaning back when his task was complete.

“Wha-” Khun wondered, hand coming up to his ear where the gift laid.

“I just thought,” Bam quickly looked at the horizon, seeming like his actions caught up with him, “That it was fitting”.

“Fitting?”

“Yes,” His eyes followed the dance of two doves in the sky, while Khun looked only at him, “A sweet rose for a sweet man”.

Khun choked. What this boy was doing to him must be a crime, surely, and it seemed like Bam did not even know he was doing it.

They talked like old companions, matching each other perfectly and trading humorous and sentimental stories in equal measure. Khun, who had spent his entire life living in the cold hollowness of his father’s court, had never felt warmer in all of his days. This lasted until sunset, when Khun unfortunately had to leave this perfect boy. 

Before he did, he took Bam’s summer soft hands.

“Promise me we will meet again,” He begged, looking into those earnest, liquid gold eyes, hoping beyond hope that this was something that would last.

Bam’s face spread into the most beautiful smile Khun had and would ever see, and he brought his lips up to brush Khun’s cheek, leaving just the whisper of a kiss upon it.

“I promise, Aguero,” And then he was gone, leaving Khun starstruck in his wake.

When Khun made it back to his chambers, his fingers caressed the blush pink rose Bam had given him, before he placed it between the pages of his favorite book of fairy tales. He wanted to preserve this memory forever.

The next evening, and the next, and the next, for an entire year, Khun returned to that spot, but he never saw the Twenty-Fifth Bam again after that night. Khun fell into a deep well of sorrow, and detested the frozen court he was stuck in. So, one night, he raided his family’s coffers and stole a golden steed, riding away from the palace that for him had become a hell.

The only thing he brought with him from his chambers was the book of fairy tales, and no matter where he was, for six long years, at sunset he would always take out the rose and give it a longing kiss.

He could not forget about Bam. 

Then one night, while he rested his tired limbs in a tavern, he overheard two patrons talking about a man with long, dark hair that trailed him like the twilight and golden eyes like two bright sons, who guarded the wild forest beyond Lord Eduan’s castle, and would hunt down anyone who trespassed there. Apparently, it was causing quite the problem for the Lord, which Khun took quite a bit of joy in, but that wasn’t the important part.

What was important was that he knew who that mysterious man was, and he had to get to him immediately. There was a promise that needed fulfilling.

As soon as he heard the news, he raced out of the tavern, dropping a few coins to cover his meal, and rode for seven long nights to the place he had thought he would never return. He searched high and low when he got there, leaving his horse behind so he could reach into the darkest corners, but what he sought was in a beautiful clearing of dusty pink roses surrounding a well.

It wasn’t the same clearing, but it reminded Khun so strongly of the one where they had met that he had to lean down to pick a rose, inhaling the familiar scent.

“What are you doing?” A voice came from behind him, causing Khun to turn sharply. He knew that voice intimately. It was in his dreams every night, though now it sounded a bit deeper.

When they locked eyes, Khun felt a pang in his chest.

“The Twenty Fifth Bam,” He croaked, voice suddenly hoarse, eyes suddenly teary.

“Aguero, what are you doing here?” Bam’s voice sounded pained. He should never sound so hollow, look so hollow. Not his Bam. Khun clutched the rose against his chest.

“I heard,” He said, edging closer, “I heard that there was a man with long, dark hair that trailed him like the twilight and golden eyes like two bright sons, who guarded the wild forest beyond Lord Eduan’s castle, and I knew. I knew it was you, Bam.”

Then, he pressed a finger against the taller man’s chest. Bam looked shaken, eyes widening behind curtains of hair.

“You promised me we would meet again, Bam. You promised! What the hell happened?”

Bam brought a hand up to cover the one at his chest, pressing it against his heart.

“I’m so sorry, Aguero. I had every intention of fulfilling that promise, but after you left I was tricked, caught, and captured by the Faery Queen. She turned me into one of her people, and only now has allowed me outside the court to guard this place. I couldn’t return to you, no matter how much I wanted to.”

Then tears fell from his eyes, rapidly, like a waterfall. Khun hurried to brush them away with the hand holding the rose.

“Bam, what is the matter, dearheart?” Khun couldn’t stand this, all the suffering and hurt his Bam had had to go through. He promised nothing like that would ever happen again if he could help it.

“Every seven years, the Fairy Court gives one of their people as tithe to Hell, on this night, the night of Hallowe’en,” Bam’s voice broke, “And I fear that tonight it will be me”.

Khun brought Bam into a crushing hug when he heard that, eyes wide.

“What can I do? Please, tell me I can do something. I cannot allow you to go through that”.

“There is, but it is an unwieldy task”.

“Don’t patronize me,” Khun admonished, “Just tell me what it is so I can do it”.

“I will be riding in a company of elven nights, you will recognize me by my pure white steed. When you find me, pull me down and hold me tightly. The faeries will attempt to make you drop me tightly by turning me into a whole manner of beasts”.

“A lizard, an adder, a bear, a lion, a white hot iron, and finally a burning torch. When I last turn, throw me into a well, and I will become a man. When I do, cover me with your coat, and I will be no one else’s but yours”.

“Well,” Khun replied, laughing, pulling away to look into golden eyes, “That sounds about as difficult as I expected it would. I cannot wait to get it over with”.

“You’ll do it?” Bam looked at him in wonder, and Khun placed the rose behind his ear, smiling at the beautiful picture it made.

“Of course I will, don’t be silly,” Khun hugged him once more before pulling away, “Now you better get going, you need to actually be with your company for me to catch you”.

Khun brought his lips against Bam’s cheek, and returned the kiss that had been given to him so long ago. This time it was Bam’s turn to look starstruck, blinking rapidly, before his lips finally quirked up into a small smile.

“See you soon, Aguero,” He moved away and Khun watched him disappear from view. But Khun knew this time would be different. He would get Bam back, he vowed it to himself.

When the sun finally set, Khun went in search of the faery company. He found them, knights all lined up on glorious steeds, but none of them pure white except one. The other faeries looked at him in shock as Khun raced, faster than he had ever run before, to Bam’s horse. He pulled the man down roughly, clutching him tightly in his arms.

Just as he had gotten a firm grip, Bam transformed into a tiny lizard, which he quickly cupped in his hands as it struggled to get out. He wouldn’t be getting away so easily.

After several moments of long struggle, he was gripping a ginormous snake, holding it tightly around the throat so it would not be able to sink its venomous fangs into him.

When Bam became a bear, Khun gripped his fingers into his pelt and cried out as the beast swiped at him. He could feel blood running down his back, but he would not relent. The bear shook back and forth, trying to launch Khun away, and when that did not happen, Khun found himself clinging onto a vicious lion whose sharp claws glanced at his side before he was able to maneuver himself to where he could not be harmed.

The lion raced around the field, dragging Khun around as he clung to its mane. The faery knights all rode to the sides of the clearing to get out of its way. 

When Bam became the hot iron, Khun screamed in pain, but continued to grip it to his chest as it seared his skin. Tears clung to his eyelashes but he thought of the beautiful boy who had stolen his heart and knew he had to keep going.

Finally, he was holding a flaming torch and he sprinted to the well at the center of the clearing, throwing it in. Out came the Twenty-Fifth Bam, looking soaked and exhausted, and Khun ripped out his cloak to cover him, whispering sweet somethings into his ear. “It’s okay,” He sobbed, not out of pain, but of joy, “I have you. You’re alright now, love”.

Slow clapping came from the side, and Khun looked up to see a gorgeous woman with blood red locks of hair.

“The Faerie Queen,” Bam mumbled. Khun gasped, gripping him tighter, covering him with his body.

“It seems as if you passed the test. Congratulations, Khun Aguero Agnis, you have freed the Twenty-Fifth Bam,” Her voice was stoic, though for some reason Khun thought he could detect humor in her tone. She snapped her fingers and he hissed as he felt his wounds closing, “Now get out of here, you ruined our tithing and I would really prefer to never see either of you again”.

Khun heeded her warning, and took them onto his own golden steed, where they rode until they reached the soft safety of the rose beds where they first met. When their feet touched the ground, they fell into each other's arms, both crying and laughing unabashedly. 

“Aguero,” Bam brought their faces together, kissing him all over, yearning finally over, “Aguero, you did it”.

Khun twirled them around, before they fell into the rose bed together. Khun leaned down, kissing Bam’s lips again, and again, and again.

“We did it,” He declared, “I wouldn’t have been able to do anything if you hadn’t told me”.

Then, he pressed a kiss against Bam’s chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath his lip, before moving up to stare into his eyes.

“I love you, Bam”, Khun grinned down at him, looking at this lovely man among lovely flowers. 

Bam intertwined their fingers and tugged Khun back down, “And I love you, Aguero”.

“I have a plan,” Khun said against his lips, feeling rather than hearing Bam’s chuckle.

“What is it?”

“We’re running away together. Far and wide, Bam. I’m showing everything you’ve missed these past seven years”.

“It sounds perfect”

“I knew you would think so”.

“Can we please stop talking now, love?”

“I’m sure I could be persuaded, dearheart”.

The stars that night were more gorgeous than they had been in years, but neither of the two noticed. They were rather more fond of roses, anyways.

[local-writer]

Eduan: All women *pulls out spear* are Queen's

Jahad: If she breathes *pulls out sword* SHE'S A THOT

Eduan and Jahad: *fights aggressively*

[edensrose]

omg can we get more of the dark family heads, thank youu

of course! I love writing for these three 💕 this time I'll give you all some possessive headcanons from the arie hon, jahad and khun eduan forced relationship hcs

ৎ୭ — summary : jahad, khun eduan and ari hon [ separately ] being dangerously possessive over their s/o

ৎ୭ — type : headcanon

ৎ୭ — genre : dark

ৎ୭ — warnings : dark themes // possessiveness // biting + marking // degradation // manipulation // abuse // some choking // a bit of shocking

ৎ୭ — word count : 980

ৎ୭ — taglist : @dailygoodwithmyzoe @neylia18 // please fill out this form if you'd like to be added

ⵓ‧₊˚ ʚjahadɞ ‧₊ ༉

•Jahad can be extremely possessive when it comes to you; what, given everything that happened the last time he fell in love with someone, it’s understandable. However, he takes it to a whole new degree, to the point where you’re sometimes even afraid of looking in another man’s direction

•During events he always makes sure to keep one of his arms around you - secure, tight. So that everyone knows that you’re his. His queen, his belonging

•He is not one to remain calm, even if you two are in the presence of others. During meetings that the great families and him hold, if he begins to feel threatened by someone in relation to you there is no telling what may occur. He could full-on drag you off and put you through hell at any minute, in front of anyone. He didn’t care

•You tried your hardest to be cautious around him, to not tick him off. Yet it always seemed like you were walking on eggshells. Even if you so much as glanced at another man for too long, it would be enough to set him off

•On one occasion he had yanked you out of the hall and in to the wall of a quiet corridor, an unforgivingly tight grip on your wrists as he glares down at you with an evil straight from hell. That was the night you were made to struggle against him, tears pouring down your face as you cried against the hand that clasped itself tightly around your mouth whilst his sharp fangs bit and pierced your skin. You walked back out into the eye of the public with marks all across your neck, he made sure your hair wouldn’t hide any of it

•Your real punishments begin when you’re behind closed doors. It is then that you experience what true pain is. Jahad isn’t afraid to engrave into your memory that you belong to him and only him

꒰ ꒷꒦୨khun eduan୧˚₊๑

•Despite the fact that he has multiple partners, Eduan quickly becomes possessive over you in all aspects of life. It started when you had become too friendly with one of the attendants. Let’s just say that you paid severely for it and that the man was nowhere to found

•It’s rare for him to really let you out of the secure room that he keeps you in, but when he feels generous is when you’re allowed to attend some galas or meetings with him. It is then that he watches you like a hawk - he may not be at your side throughout the entire night but you can always feel his eyes on you

•If he so much as suspects you’re getting too friendly with someone, you’ll get a dangerous look from across the room - one that makes you stiffen

•Eduan wants all of your love, all of your attention - the point where he thinks he’s doing you a favour by forcing you into a relationship with him. He tries to act as if he’s the best husband in the world, as if you’re both so in love - but during times like these? That entire exterior breaks. He’ll walk up to you, that playful grin over his lips to fool the public as his arms snake around your waist and he brings his lips to your ear. It is then that his voice, dripping with venom, tells you exactly what’s going to happen once you both get home. Only for him to grin once more, kiss your head and walk away like nothing happened

•He won’t drag you home immediately but once you are? That’s when the act drops. He’ll degrade you, calling you such hurtful names as he grabs you by the wrist and sends a hurtful shock throughout your system. It doesn’t stop there, the entire night is full of those horrendous zaps

•It’s nights like those that he falls asleep beside you, suffocating you with how tight his arms remain around you. Don’t try to get out if you know what’s good for you

ⵓ‧₊˚ ʚarie honɞ ‧₊ ༉

•The scary thing about Hon is that he will never truly show what he feels if he becomes possessive over you in public spaces. Instead, he’ll always leave you nervous whenever you return home from events - jumpy and internally panicking whether or not you had angered him. Like some twisted guessing game

•Truth be told, he gets possessive over you rather easily. He hates it whenever men look at you, going as far as blaming you for such a thing. It’s always your fault. And he’ll make sure that he drills it into your head that you could have avoided this if you weren’t being such a lecherous woman

•He’ll behave the same with you once you both get home, still showering you with love and affection. As if to get you to let your guard down. It is when you are both alone, relaxing within the room - when he’ll finally let you know how disappointed he is in you. How you disgust him. You barely even have a moment to process it before his hands are around your beck

•Hon wants you reliant on him, he’ll make you desperate for the sweet taste of air which he’ll repeatedly take away from you. Nail marks, bruises, all of them leave you a crying mess by the time he’s done

•What’s worse of all? He makes you feel bad for it. As stated before,*it’s always your fault. He manipulated you into thinking that you are in the wrong, that you take his love for granted. It is those nights that he leaves you in bed - all alone and blaming yourself

•The morning after, you’ll try to make it up to him. Do everything in your power to be his perfect wife again - but he’ll shun you. For the longest time until you crawl to him, pleading for forgiveness

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Thank you for participating! Just a reminder that Chess Week starts on August 23rd. If you need a reminder of the schedule, you can find it here.

Please use the tag #togchesscollab AND tag this blog (/@tower-of-chess) when posting.

King! Bam: Elle - @periwinklemoonlighttrash

Queen! Khun: AJ - @ajdraws0430

Knight! Endorsi: Emma - @kmchelle

Knight! Yuri: Em - @the-green-april

Rook! Hatz: Soh - @arsquare

Rook! Ehwa: Elle - @periwinklemoonlighttrash

Bishop! Anaak: Piaia - @piaia-tries-to-draw

Bishop! Ran: Xan - @tokaywineandcheese

Pawn! Wangnan: Danny - @dannydedoodles 

Pawn! Shibisu: Danny - @dannydedoodles

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King! Jahad: Dei - @deiaiko

Queen! Eduan: Rose - @snowflakescute1

Knight! White: Isa - @owoyaaa

Knight! Maschenny: AJ - @ajdraws0430

Rook! Hwaryun: Soh - @arsquare

Rook! Garam: Elle - @periwinklemoonlighttrash

Bishop! Urek: Danny - @dannydedoodles

Bishop! Yura: AJ - @ajdraws0430

Pawn! Rachel: Soh - @arsquare

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[ Character List & Descriptions ]

{Chess Pieces Descriptions}

-King / The most important piece

The heart, most crucial yet vulnerable, the team needs his direction and he needs their defense

-Queen / The most powerful piece

Independent, in control, takes no nonsense, and gets things done

-Knight / The unpredictable piece

Quick thinker, jumps over obstacles and offers unconventional solutions

-Rook / The heavy piece

The protector, observes quietly, attacks directly

-Bishop / The overlooked piece

Powerful and protective, strikes when least expected often with fatal results 

-Pawn / The underestimated piece

Late bloomer, in the endgame they become a decisive winning advantage

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{White}

Bam is the King

Khun is the Queen

Endorsi and Yuri are the Knights

Hatz and Ehwa are the Rooks

Anaak and Ran are the Bishops

Shibisu and Wangnan are the Pawns

{Black}

Jahad is the King

Eduan is the Queen

White and Maschenny are the Knights

Hwaryun and Garam are the Rooks

Urek and Yura are the Bishops

Rachel is the Pawn

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[ Schedule ]

Drawings and writings will be posted during the week of August 23rd. (If you’re a day or two late, that’s completely fine!)

When posting, use the tag #togchesscollab AND tag this blog (/@tower-of-chess)

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Day 1 (Aug 23) -> All fics/stories

Day 2 (Aug 24) -> Black and White Pawns 

Rachel || Shibisu and Wangnan

Day 3 (Aug 25) -> Black and White Rooks 

Hwaryun and Garam || Hatz and Ehwa

Day 4 (Aug 26) -> Black and White Bishops

Urek and Yura || Anaak and Ran

Day 5 (Aug 27) -> Black and White Knights

White and Maschenny || Endorsi and Yuri

Day 6 (Aug 28) -> Black King and Queen

Jahad and Eduan

Day 7 (Aug 29) -> White King and Queen 

Bam and Khun