#source: imagine dragons

[gay-dorito-dust]

Rhaenyra, daemon, Jace, Aegon, alicent, Otto, Aemond, Baela, Rhaena, rhaenys, Corlys: Whatcha got there?

Reader: *holding a lemon cake whilst cannibal is behind them* A lemon cake.

Cannibal: *just being cannibal and no liking anyone near reader*

Bonus;

Helaena: *saw this happening but no one listened like usual.*

(I’m just unhealthy obsessed with this idea)

[daemon-is-perfectly-unhinged]

This city would have seen you dead, but I will have it your home. And every soul who wishes you harm will be struck down just as sure as my blood runs in your veins.

- Daemon Targaryen, to Jon and Rhaegar.

[abby-wolf]

miscellaneous tribe doodles

[kindaasrikal]

So like i came across a post a bit ago (can’t be bothered to find it but GOD did it put me in the feels) about how Nya would automatically think Jay is dead in the tournament when Agent walker (in mask) uses lightning because she thinks it couldn’t be Jay fighting her. And like, I made it worse.

Imagine she’s instead asking “Jay? Jay is that you? Please, Jay, tell me that’s you.” Because she cannot comprehend a world where Jay isn’t with her in it. A world without her yin is like a world without her other half, what completes her, her beginning and end. And she’s already deep in grief because her mind is already telling her thats not Jay, it couldn’t be Jay fighting her. It doesn’t feel right, thinking Jay would ever truly fight against her, truly try and harm her.

But her heart, her soul, is telling her it has to be Jay, that Jay couldn’t have just died without her ever knowing. She needs to know if it’s actually Jay or not or she’ll fall into an endless spiral trying to figure out who they are, she needs to find out how long they had the element to know how long she’s lost her yin and how long she should’ve been grieving, she needs to know if the other knows how he died. Did he suffer? Was he all alone? Did he die heroically, or did he die begging for his yang, for his brothers, for his parents and sensei until his very last breath? Did she let him die all on his own?

She’s burdened by grief and guilt in a span of a few seconds, and it drops her into a deep hole of desperation when she’s already lost her brother, don’t tell her she lost her yin too.

[fishysaltine]

The fact that Zara is a magister (and I’m 90% sure it’s never mentioned in game as well) is fucking crazy is recontexualizes so much. Literally wtf. Illario has a magister calling him Amatus. The fact that is so much power in his hands and he just straight up kills her anyway. The fact if you choose Treviso over Minrathous Zara doesn’t mention anything about it even though she’s meant to be like, their ruling class. The fact that if you choose Minrathous she just seems to die off screen and we don’t even interact with her in Minrathous instead of Treviso. Neve doesn’t mention that Zara is a magister?? Shouldn’t she know?? Dorian?? Hello DORIAN ANYTHING TO SAY?? Or even a Shadow dragon Rook?? WHY ISN’T IT BROUGHT UP AFTER HER DEATH IF SHES A PART OF MAGISTERIUM?? DORIAN?? Am I stupid? Am I missing something?? (notes & codex entries don’t count btw) I know the Magisters are fucked and crazy and whatever but that’s not what this post is about I expected that, but the fact that it’s never mentioned at all in game or referenced by anyone?? HELLO?

[hiccbae]

Snotlout, entering the clubhouse while Hiccup and Astrid are setting the table: Hiccup, you cooked?

Astrid: How did you know it wasn’t me?

Snotlout: There’s six people in the Edge, and you’d be my tenth guess.

[lbulldesigns]

Zaun (AITAH Arcane AU Mood board)

The City of Iron and Glass, and revitalisation

Seventy years ago, Zaun, still going by the moniker of the Undercity, was in a constant state of desperation.

The mining colony turned city, was no stranger to hardships. From unsafe mining conditions to unsafe working conditions within the factories jammed packed within the city, to unsafe living conditions due to poor maintenance to residental structure and over pollution brought on my the factories and the toxic gases from the deep mines being compressed within the underground city.

All of this was due to the conscious negligence of Piltover. Whose one and only concern was image and wealth. To them Zaun was an eyesore but they refused to acknowledge that this was due to them.

They preferred the image of being righteous and a city of academics and kept their well-shoed foot to Zaun's throat by unleashing their Enforcers upon them who dealt their "justice" in brutal fashion.

This continuous abuse and oppression had to come to an abrupt end, however.

In 1954 Piltover and its Enforcers had stepped on Zaun and Janna's (Goddess of the Wind) final nerve.

When during an arrest of a factory worker voicing his outrage for being unfairly fired, an officer took liberation to bludgeon a 12-year-old girl who had stepped in to beg her father's release before shooting dead the distraught father.

In this moment something snapped within the people witnessing the scene and every Zaun citizen present attacked the Enforcers without conern for their own lives. This attack would go on to inspire more within the city to take up arms and riots broke out everywhere, with the intention to put as many Enforcers down.

Janna tried to protect as many innocent lives caught in the crossfire as she could, but the death toll was climbing with her people dying in droves.

When Piltover took to trying to blow the bridges and starve the residents in Zaun, Janna had reached her limit and decided something more drastic had to be done.

For a month, the Goddess of Wisdom and Harmony became an unyielding and unrelenting, furious storm.

She took the fight straight to Piltover and wrecked havoc upon the city. Gleaming, unblemished structures that reached to the sky came crumbling down as if they were sandcastles within the oceans reach.

She dispersed her followers to ransack the city of the progress of food, clean water, and medicine. And kept the Enforcers secluded to Zaun, without backup and provisions and many beaten Zaunites looking for their own pound of flesh.

After a month of nonstop terror from the Goddess and many injured and homeless within Piltover, its Council flew up a white flag and begged for an audience.

Upon the Bridge of Progress, Janna stood mighty, if not unproud of her destruction, and yet resolute in her decision. She was done watching the mindless cruelty and violence to her people and would be ruling over them from then on.

An accord was struck that day.

Zaun would be its own nation from then on, and Piltover would pay compensation to the people for their negligence, in the form of money, technology, healthcare, and education.

An accord, that Piltover had no other choice but to agree to.

And this is how we come to Zaun today, under Janna's rule.

A city crushed by oppression and poverty, now turned metropolis of renewed vigor and spirit.

Zaun has transformed within the past seventy years into a technological paradise, built of off science and magic.

Its once toxic air has been dissipated by the trees that now grow within and upon every building, sustained by the HexTech-empowered artificial sun bolted to the cavern ceiling, and scheduled rainy days using the sprinkler system stretched out throughout the city. Water filtration has drastically improved drinkable water, and botany has become an essential subject in every school.

Zaun is now the cultural hotspot in Runeterra, with many coming from all over the world to visit or call Zaun its home.

You'll now find many cultures thriving within the city, as well as old structures standing proud against the tides of time.

One such building is a bar/pub called The Last Drop.

Religions of all caliber operate in Zaun, but none hold a candle to the temples of the Wind Goddess.

Mages with elemental talent, are often in high demand as they assist in the evironmental stability of the city.

And although Enforcers do still operate within the city, their presence holds neither respect nor true authority. Many Zaunites will opt to seek the services of private security firms, such as The Eye Of Zaun or the newly formed Firelights flying through the city on their chem tech-powered hoverboards; invented by 15-year-old Ekko Bennet in 2015, making him one of Zaun's first adolescent millionaires.

However, Enforcers have been reported to tiptoe on the boundaries of the two cities accordance.

With reports of Zaun civilians being killed just on the outskirts of the city, and more than a few being assaulted and/or killed within back alleys of Zaun. It is not difficult to discern what is happening.

The Enforcers are either trying to return to their old ways, or someone is looking to profit of off a potential war.

Either way, Zaun will be ready for what comes at it.

It vows to not wait for their gentle Goddess to bloody her hands again for them, they are the warriors who built this town.

[synchodai]

Aaaaaaaaaaaah it infuriates me how many times i have to repeat this but the point of a royal succession crisis that leads to a civil war is that there was NO clear heir. The Realm wouldn't have been broken into camps if your argument "uh actually Aegon/Rhaenyra is the clear heir because—" was so indisputable that the other side couldn't justify their claim. The point of Fire and Blood is how the "rightfulness" of an heir is ultimately determined by who has the biggest capacity to inflict violence and scorch the earth, and yet HOTD fans are arguing like medieval peasants who are so monarchy-pilled that they actually believe there's such a thing as a divine right of kings in a series that was written to criticize the divine right of kings.

Imagine having fandom teams over which tribute truly deserves to win the Hunger Games.

[jays-supersonic-dynamo]

tfw when you gain a power boost from a being beyond your comprehension

[rwac96]

Beaus Fighting Again (Arkos/Ancient Snow)

Weiss: *carrying a bouquet of flowers* "That time of the year again, at least I visit grandfather's grave with mother finally sober."

Jaune: *sprints towards Weiss* "Oh, Gods! They're doing it again!"

Weiss: *turns to Jaune* "Jaune? Wait, who's doing what again?!"

---ELSEWHERE---

Shallot: *dodging a pillar* "PYRRHA! CHILL OUT! IT'S 'CHRIS-MASS'!!"

Pyrrha: *levitating sharpened poles with Polarity* "IT'S CHRISTMAS, AND IT'S DECEMBER 13TH!!"

[selfship-quotes]

F/O: Not even your magic can kill a God.

S/I: Of course it can, I've done it before.

[gay-dorito-dust]

Aegon: hey, how are you-

Cannibal: *growls*

Aegon: *clings onto reader* GET YOUR FUCKING DRAGON BITCH!

Reader: he doesn’t bite ☺️

Aegon: YES IT DO!! HE EATS EVERYTHING THAT MOVES!!!

[mokneydloaf]

"Imagine dragons were real!

They sang Radioactive!"

[hitchell-mope]

Jay: Mal, why is Ben intruding on our cuddle time?

Ben: Mal, why is Jay intruding on our cuddle time?

Mal: Boys, please, I have two hands.

[sentientcave]

Drawing some of my favourite girls

Bambi, Bricks and Morgan. (Bambi and Bricks belong to the illustrious @dragonnarrative-writes whom we all know and love. And if you don't know and love them get on it!)