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paladin-tourney · 4 months

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Round 1, Side B - Wellan (The Knights of Emerald) vs. Jeanne d'Arc (real life, France)

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Wellan (The Knights of Emerald)

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Jeanne d'Arc (real life, France)

They were visited by archangels with divine visitations, guiding them into battle, for which they were martyred. Non-fictional, but the archetypal paladin.

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drawnecromancy · 10 months

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Pas encore à 100% sûr de comment je dessine Wellan, il va probablement changer si je continue de le dessiner, mais eh. Une des conversations du bouquin qui me sont restées en tête. Je crois que ça vient du tome 2 ? Evidemment c'est pas mot-pour-mot ce qu'il y a dans le livre, je l'ai pas ouvert à côté de moi hahaha

#les chevaliers d'émeraude #my art #fanart #wellan d'émeraude #kira de shola #svp. le pauvre wellan.#pendant ce temps il sait très bien QUI est le vrai père de Kira et il espère qu'elle le lise pas dans sa tête #si j'ai bonne mémoire #c'est ça hein d'être entouré de télépathes

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welliagon · 11 months

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Heyo folks !

My name is Wellan (they/them), I'm a French artist looking for lost souls who'd like some commissions from me 👀. DM me if interested ! 😊

Instagram : @crowstyalex_

https://instagram.com/crowstyalex_?igshid=NGExMmI2YTkyZg==

#art #commissions #artists on tumblr #queer artist #fanart #original art #original character #pencil #realistart #realistdrawing #artist

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thesudrianchronicles · 1 year

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The Opening

Dear friends

Hello! Welcome to the world of "North Western Chronicles." A Thomas The Tank Engine AU, set in a similar, but ultimately, different timeline from our own. NWC is a part of the wider 63A Universe, which is also of my own making. Most things here really came about from crack ideas & thoughts. But also ideas that have been in my mind now for a few years. Anyway, I hope you find both NWC & 63A to be of interest. And if not, you can dump me in the sea.

The Author

Welcome to the ride of your life.

https://www.tumblr.com/northbritishatlantic/712109952863485952/nwc-nwr-loco-fleet -NWR Loco database (Updates possible)

NWC Stories (To be Updated)

Push-Pulling My Strings

Crying Over Split Milk

A New Job For Milky

George And The Trucks

Things That Go AHHH In The Night

It's Fairlie Basic

Finally! An Atlantic!

Wrong Side Of The Grass

A Royal Flush

Caddy's Chocolate Crunch

Halls & West Countrys

More Than You Can Pull

Unlucky Number 13

A Merry Harbour Christmas

The Last Claughton

Alison

[DATA EXPUNGED]

The Meeting

Last One Standing

Off The Straight & Narrow

Little Giant

Smile Like You Mean It

NWC Miniseries (To be Updated)

THE STAR & THE ATLANTIC

A New Engine

Lovestruck

A Scotsman Problem

Express Coming Through

Christmas, 1935

KOMI THE SLIENT ENGINE

It's Just A Quiet Shunter

It's Just Making New Friends

It's Just Shunting 101

It's Just Some Odd Engines

It's Just Some Yard Things

It's Just Christmas

It's Just Bolier Flu

It's Just A Day Out

It's Just Valentine's Day

It's Just A Happy End

VICARSTOWN MUSEUM ENGINES

Welcome To The Museum

Escape From Derby

THE FIVE A3's

You're On The List

Saved For The Nation

Record Breaker

For Sale (Going Cheap)

Falkirk Or Bust

Reunited

THE SUDRIAN CATHEDRAL

The 21st

Welcome.....Cathedral?

Trials & Mirrors

Noah

A lesson well learned

You're A Good Engine Wellan

RAIL OMENS (UNDER REWORK)

#thomas the tank engine #thomas and friends #alternate universe #opening titles #i need help i think #Who is the Author?#NWC #63A #I hope you like LGBTQ+ Trains

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444names · 2 years

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vegetables + roman emperors and deities + the whole entry about the harney basin duskysnail on wikipedia

Aakaleon Aardt Abasal Abuliekela Aelijd Aequa Aergedin Aerita Aetes Aeting Afhan Afrian Afrie Alagalexios Aleerrachil Allijdmas Anden Anderwonia Anerater Angemonios Angte Antinge Apius Arcinde Areed Arittus Arnus Aruilifen Asionittuna Aterliando Atery Atimiuss Aurmiteer Avaleonstra Avestestus Baakt Baana Bagalus Bagra Bakchokken Balemarchil Baleodos Barlians Barte Basdoeaf Basdos Beelibinges Beerac Beettucol Bekeupinune Bijke Borborinua Bortianus Brius Bruiritat Budition Burde Burniose Buroord Cabedina Caberis Cabina Calbalena Cartem Cartius Casser Cavenstina Cavirit Chandea Chante Cheupik Chtswerke Clambulande Cleederina Clemius Clexen Colgen Conia Conione Corcus Corme Cormer Corzo Crendan Cutpentain Dangeken Deekentin Dendentinus Denstria Develantas Diallus Dictarte Dignus Dinennes Dinit Dinus Doels Dolus Dovichil Eenacanus Egewicus Emonia Endrik Entian Extreng Fabera Falbi Fallan Fambsquitus Famenionia Fames Fametes Faugus Faundiniona Fauness Faurd Faury Fidornus Finsummodia Fitus Flonikt Flontheen Flontig Floor Flowerian Fonos Forde Foripges Formeefers Forus Furnua Furra Gaareen Gabita Galacar Galbijkbas Galionia Garcreeress Gartus Gebonverius Gebrus Genet Genitius Genorut Gessisan Getterd Gevercaand Gevetian Gevoondcres Gewis Gewon Gewonax Gitian Glage Glyce Glycerd Granua Gratius Greeus Haequigulis Hangzwape Hanzijk Helexangen Hemus Heonversa Hepita Herpigus Herra Hicchiona Hinian Hogter Honber Houry Houts Houwd Ienhameld Ischrake Iscus Iscuts Jankereid Janna Jantic Johnuadiver Johnus Jordivis Julgen Jullus Juphantrot Jupien Jupige Jupinessan Jutswat Jícad Jícala Jícarsner Kalsh Kellusan Kenionbel Keupid Keuwellot Korzij Kralus Kurapernus Kurgreeo Kwapota Lacheon Laddel Ladollicip Lagaana Lagedius Lagracus Lanaarn Larina Latia Lavaanus Lavitimut Leedil Lermeden Lerziestas Letas Libelliber Liberkt Licconinuss Lichiko Lifensumnut Lijde Lininus Lioncel Lions Litas Locleme Lucin Lunus Lusturma Maange Maanorodius Maanzijf Maarden Macherina Magracinus Maikor Makan Malen Mantian Manwen Mastvenus Matteeklo Maunepicht Maxian Melibig Mentheli Menus Meradita Meste Mestus Metpot Midels Minius Mumnua Neellpetri Neldlenatek Neracamer Nonia Nordockweld Obiturdemes Ochoy Ofdius Ommoeron Omondia Onbeens Onionde Onius Oormen Ophogescht Opiance Optiterre Opudeash Oritachijk Pakke Paklitus Paler Paraphamess Parcimakcha Parijde Parmel Parspax Passeluce Peathet Penters Pentoot Percus Phansa Picelle Pischt Piseittus Poelens Poelicken Pollona Polyce Pomel Pommetas Pormels Pornik Potern Potplambona Pudaisius Puden Pulloanta Purgen Quiturmarde Rageras Rebokke Reitas Respals Ritas Ritver Robijkeus Roburna Romainus Romga Rorsler Rortes Ruirista Salss Sancita Sango Santroba Schel Schiken Scius Seatemius Sertas Sevelie Sevewilijde Shoutia Siste Sleages Sorkonionis Souwerkon Spetatere Spichan Spidden Spinatho Stacaltrina Stemonture Stius Storgpal Sweel Tegestegen Teiddersius Teikina Temodockwee Terres Terwor Thaddes Themes Theria Theupikt Tibeld Timinus Tingina Tinius Tinus Tinut Trala Treedig Treeurnus Trenlic Trius Tumnus Tween Twerdeen Twerrator Uinera Uirrashus Ulucip Vaang Vaardita Vaares Valen Valerm Valic Vechona Vecinder Velagen Veressor Verius Verliflow Vertes Vertucius Verwaating Vessan Vikturge Viria Viriusta Vitus Vocarde Vocchina Vollorius Vollornaf Volybroners Vooffen Voogewischt Voopurina Voorgenrvan Voork Vorus Vuladdens Vulijf Waandius Waanuttus Waarre Wacapen Wacchera Waccht Waken Wanax Wanzied Waper Waphrotas Wapik Waspers Waspid Wassech Wedenitucip Weens Wellane Wencuna Wezekloneta Wezijdma Wheass Wheel Wisitas Wonaellista Wondvate Yamena Yares Yarren Zekena Zeklos Zeupik Zijken Zonterad Zwaakt

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nectalinks · 18 days

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Osallistu arvontaan ja voita muodonmuutos Wellan studiolla tai Wella-tuotepalkintopaketti! Arvonta päättyy 31.5.2024. Arvonnan järjestäjä Oy Transmeri Ab

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cristine-bajoyo-dh · 1 year

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Ang Aking Talambuhay

Ako si Cristine Catubo Bajoyo, labin-walong taong gulang. Ipinanganak noong Agosto 21, 2004. Ang aking ama ay si Joseph Bajoyo Sr. at ang aking ina ay si Jessica Bajoyo, mayroon akong anim na kapatid na sina Wellan, Marigold,Maricar,Jojie, Joseph Jr., at Medaly Bajoyo. Ako ay nakapagtapos ng elementarya sa Christianuevo Elementary School at ng sekondarya sa Salaman Institute sa lalawigan ng Lebak Sultan Kudarat at kasalukuyang nag-aaral sa General Santos Doctor's Medical School Foundation Inc.

Ako ay tumutulong sa aking mga magulang sa aming kabuhayan kapag walang pasok upang makapagpahinga naman sila at maging produktibo ang aking araw. Ako ay mahilig kumain ngunit ayaw ko ng gulay, gusto kong matulog ngunit parati akong hindi makatulog. Hindi ako mahilig sumayaw at hindi rin ako marunong kumanta ngunit marunong akong maghintay at magsumikap sa mga bagay na aking minimithi. Hindi ako palasalita at palakaibigan kung kaya't mabibilang lamang ang aking kaibigan ngunit kahit ganon ako'y kuntento sapagkat alam kong tunay.

Sa oras na ako'y makapagtapos ng pag-aaral pagsisikapan kong makahanap ng trabaho upang hindi na ako hingi nang hingi sa aking mga magulang. Kung papalarin at hindi tatamarin magpapatuloy ako sa pag-aaral ng medisina upang tuparin ang aking pangarap at sa pagdating ng tamang panahon nais kong ikutin ang mundo upang matanaw ang pinakatinatagong ganda nito.

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meg-dl-art · 4 years

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Portraits de la première génération de Chevaliers d’Émeraudes 7/7: Wellan

(Knights of Emerald 1st gen 7/7: Wellan)

#Wellan #chevaliers d'émeraude #knights of emerald #fanart #character design #drawing #sketch #my art #artists on tumblr #québec #portrait

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drawnecromancy · 7 months

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amecareth is a monsterfucker? context? <3

OH god the context for that one is a series of fantasy books written in french by Anne Robillard, Les Chevaliers d'Emeraude (the Knights of Emerald in english, the 12 book series has been translated in english (!!rare thing to have happen) and is available as ebooks on her website but I don't really recommend them).

I'm going to put a content warning here for rape even though I'm not going to go into graphic detail.

The Big Bad Evil Guy, Emperor Amecareth of the Tanieth, has a hobby called "raping non-Tanieth people to have hybrid kids and have them learn magic and have a gaggle of superpowered evil kids to take over the world".

I think the Tanieth are meant to be beetle-humanoids ? But their home was once compared to an anthill so they're just ant guys in my brain. Little funny ants who are super tall and will kill you.

The manner in which Amecareth is written is very "he's evil and he rapes people for shock value, with 0 care attached to those kinds of storylines", and rape is rarely a subject I enjoy writing about, so I was just... writing a fanfic where he really is just the Tanieth equivalent of a monsterfucker, and doesn't rape people. Also he's the Tanieth equivalent of a very lost 20 year old in that fic.

I think he could be an immensely interesting character while still being an evil imperialist motherfucker (literally) without the need to go "yeah he's a rapist to tell you he's evil in a Shock Anecdote !"

But that would just loop back to my general gripes with Anne Robillard's writing - I think there's often very little care or substance on whatever she's writing/implying at any given moment. Amecareth being a rapist could be a useful character bit in the hands of another writer. I don't want to write that, as I don't think I have the skill to do so currently, so I'm chucking it out in the waste bin.

Now, realizing that political alliances with all sorts of human and non-human people is SUPER USEFUL if you HAVE KIDS WITH THEM ? and THEN using these kids as a way to give more power to your evil empire ? THAT's what I want to write about, and that's pretty much what "Amecareth is a monsterfucker" is about, if we add onto that first love and getting his ass handed to him.

A brief summary of the fic would be :

"Amecareth gets thrown out of his home by his father the emperor of the Tanieth for being too ambitious for his own good, and is told to go invade a southern continent about it on his own if he's THAT smart. Once there, Amecareth begins studying the people living there, finds love, war, and death in rapid succession.

This is the story that led to Enkidiev's First War against the Tanieth."

#cw rape #sorry about that ! it's present in the books and it'd be dishonest not to talk about it #so yeah this is basically an AU where Amecareth is slightly more decent. still evil but doesn't do *that*#asks #i do not have a problem with rape in media. i have a problem where it's so badly handled it's basically a fun little anecdote #that you forget 5 pages after it's said #despite one of the main characters being. Amecareth's daughter. guess what he did to her mom.#the way i'm writing this is almost as tactless as the way it was handled in the book #even if i had the skill to write about that without it being So Bad You Want To Puke i'm not sure i WOULD. (glancing nervously at realva.)#ANYWAY YEAH UH UNFORTUNATELY THE EVIL EMPEROR AND HIS EVIL BIRD SON ARE LIKE #MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS FROM THESE BOOKS #other favorites include : Wellan (basically the main character); Kira (Amecareth's daughter and SUCH a cool kid); Santo (beloved)#i have lots to say about these books I have considered making straight up video essays about them #i'd just. have to reread them. you know.#and write a script and all.#one day ! LOL i have too many projects and not enough time #thanks for asking! hope this was not an unpalatable answer !

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drawnecromancysdiary · 2 years

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I finished two books today.

- Les Chevaliers d'Émeraude tome 1 : le feu dans le ciel, that was a keyboardfull, anyway, title in french because I read it in french. It was a reread - the start of a series I loved as a teen. I now realize how hilariously bad it is, but i still love it to bits. My favorite parts really are the dialogues, such as the golden "You made love with a ghost?" And yes, ladies and gentlemen, someone fucks a ghost in that book, and it's the reason I'm posting this on the sideblog : ghost fucking! It honestly does its job as entertainment but sometimes it's like wow, so much and so little is happening at once, and now Wellan is fucking a ghost!

- American Gods. My take away from this is a lot of "???????". A Lot Of Them. It was fun though

#i will now proceed to spend way too long thinking about ghost fucking #also Wellan is a ghost fucker is a very funny way to introduce him #as opposed to the whole he's Beautiful he's Strong he's Perfect #like sure he is but my man needs so much therapy for his anger issues and his bottling all emotions deal #i related to him a whole lot as a kid! still do kinda #but man he needs therapy

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werewolf-knife-fight · 4 years

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Blades

#throwing knives #axes #cold steel #wellan vale co.#knives #bunisher metal works

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celestial-leaves · 5 years

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Things you didn’t say at all

Emerald Knight Complex. 2027

The room was chilly. A stagnant cold that sunk into the very flesh and rooted itself in the bones. It did not come from an air conditioner turned up to high, or even from the weather. Outside it was lovely, the sun was rising, deep hues of orange and pink lighting up the sky. Inside, however it was freezing. The sort of cold brought on by pure unmitigated hatred. Hadrian wanted to sigh, to shift restlessly and cross his arms. Such a thing was not possible though, this was not his body and its real owner was holding himself as tight as a wooden plank. Across the room the source of all this chaos, lounged in an armchair, the picture of insouciance. Long black hair barely restrained by a collection of pink hairclips. Thick lashes that hung low over his gray eyes, tanned skin, full lips, and a smirk to infuriate the calmest of men. He was good looking, a fact that was not helped by his half-dressed state.

Hadrian sighed mentally again, wishing that he could reach out and fix that loose collar, perhaps even tug it over that narrow shoulder it kept falling off. His host sighed gustily, and he felt the pinch of nails as the magician clenched his fists. The door slammed open, bouncing off the wall with a resounding crack. The last two members of this meeting strode in, or more accurately one stomped in and the other was hauled in like a disobedient cat. Clearly, his host-

<<Abnar!>>

Hadrian rolled his eyes again, before continuing his train of thought despite the interruption. <<Clearly, you think the same. I can feel you trying not to smile,>> he thought at the Crystal Magician.

<<Using my name is the least you could do,>> Abnar thought back, his mental personal even went as far as to turn up its nose, before it turned away, glaring at the newcomers.

Hadrian sunk deeper into the mental plane, his form shifted as it did, the clink of chains loud in his ears. He watched as Wellan, the current Knight-Commander, shoved young Kira forwards. The girl caught herself neatly and hissed at him her ears practically flat against her head. Her tail lashed angrily. Hadrian could not find it within himself to blame her, if her dress was anything to go by, she’d been pulled straight from her bed. The princess fixed her clothing with several muttered words, unfit for a young lady to utter. That done, she sulkily cast herself into an empty chair, curling up there like a grumpy kitten.

There was a long moment of silence, the renegade king and the knight-commander attempting to disembowel each other with their eyes. Eventually, Onyx tossed his head and looked away. Wellan turned his glare onto them. Hadrian felt his host stiffen further.

“Is he still in there?” Wellan growled.

“Yes,” Abnar said, “research into finding a method to extract him as been inconclusive.”

Wellan gave a nod, his eyes growing colder, without looking away from Abnar he spoke again, “Have you discovered a way to fix your screw-up, girl?” He asked. Kira flinched at his words, and she sunk further into the chair.

Hadrian bristled instinctively, for all her faults Kira was still one of his descendants. There had been no need for that tone.

“Don’t speak to her like that,” Onyx said. He remained unperturbed even as every other eye swung to him in surprise.

<<What is he playing at?>> Abnar’s thoughts pressed into him, and Hadrian shrugged back. Taking advantage, he swept his own gaze over his friend, noting the faint lines around his eyes and the way his tongue swept out to lick his lips. <<Focus!>> Abnar snapped, disgusted. Hadrian pulled back long enough to glare at the magician, but when he turned his attention back on Onyx the latter was staring straight at him. Hatred brewing darkly in his eyes, but for a moment he saw a flash of warmth. Oh, Hadrian thought. Of course.

<<Of course, what?>> Abnar sounded exasperated.

<<Nothing you need to worry about,>> Hadrian replied. He retreated from the magician’s questioning, shutting him out as best he could.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” Wellan was saying, “your presence here is by lucky circumstance. You are no more welcome than a cockroach would be.”

“So poetic,” Onyx hummed, “fortunately for you my presence is much more beneficial. Isn’t it, magician?” His head tilted mockingly, and a mental image flung itself into their heads. Kira yelped. Wellan snarled. Abnar recoiled with an outraged cry. Hadrian for his part turned red, the memory of that kiss, surging to the front of his mind. He blinked it away, surprised to find himself in control of the body. “Old friend,” Onyx purred, he flickered, appearing in front of Hadrian in a careless flaunt of magic. His hands reached up to gently cup his face, gray eyes glistening.

“Nice hair accessories,” Hadrian replied, already the magician was fighting for control of his body, but the former king pushed him back without much effort. “You’ve caused much chaos again,” he continued softly. “has it been worth it?”

Onyx smiled up at him, baring his sharp teeth. To some the gesture might have been threatening, but Hadrian knew better, even now the renegade’s eyes were crinkling and a dimple had appeared in his cheek. It was stupidly endearing, and Hadrian felt his disapproval soften. “Must you always be so careless,” he muttered and gave in to the urge to rearrange Onyx’s clothing. The latter leaned into his hands, still smiling that wolfish grin.

“If that self-centered magical maggot begs nicely, I’ll drag him out of his bondage,” Onyx said.

“It was his body originally,” Hadrian said, finished with their task is hands came to rest on the smaller man’s shouders.

“You need a body as well, one much sturdier than this one.” Fingers flexed against Hadrian’s cheeks, sharp nails digging into the flesh. Hadrian felt no pain, though Abnar must of for his thrashing redoubled.

“I’m a ghost far past its prime,” Hadrian tried again, “I’m of no use to this world.”

Onyx frowned at him, words swimming in his gaze but he spoke none of them. He had always been that way, silent about the important facts, unless forced to anger, and then it always exploded out of him leaving broken bodies in its wake.

“That’s not true!”

As one they turned. Kira had recovered from her embarrassment and was now standing in the armchair. “That’s not true,” she repeated. “You are very useful to me. I told you, I need your help!”

“To become a Squire,” Hadrian reminded her, “which you have become, have you not?”

The 10-year-old shrugged mutinously. “Doesn’t mean I don’t need your help still, Uncle Wellan is going to kick me out for sure!” She gestured towards the knight, who had been surprisingly silent through this debacle.

“No, he will not,” Onyx said, the cloth with which he had bound the knight-commander grew tighter.

“Onyx,” Hadrian scolded, but a smile was fighting its way onto his lips. “You shouldn’t turn people into burritos.”

“Don’t tell me what to do, ghost,” Onyx replied. He bit his lip, seemingly struggling to form words, but they were not given the opportunity to emerge.

Abnar had chosen that moment to wrest back control of his body, and he sent the renegade flying with a vicious shove. Onyx landed hard on the ground, and immediately rolled to his feet, his sword appearing in his hand, but even as he did chains were wrapping around his ankles. He struck at them, snarling, and rolling away under the table.

<<Magician.>> Hadrian snapped reaching out to grasp at Abnar’s wrist. <<Stop! You cannot defeat him!>>

<<Killing him would be blessing on the lands,>> Abnar replied, but he did not set the table on fire. Instead he turned his attention on freeing Wellan. The latter burst out of confinement, red in the face, and eyes glowing disturbingly.

“He is gone,” Abnar said grumpily. “This was a waste of time.” He strode from the room despite Hadrian’s protests.

#Les Chevaliers d'Émeraude #The Knights of Emerald #Hadrian d'Argent #Wellan d'Émeraude #Onyx d'Émeraude #Abnar (Les Chevaliers d'Émeraude)#who gave me a pencil?

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thesudrianchronicles · 1 year

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NWC: NWR Loco fleet

Welcome to the AU. There is no order, just pure chaos & crack ideas. More info to follow. - The Author

NWR STEAM ENGINES

Thomas (NWR 1)

Alice/Edward “Alice Edwards” (NWR 2)

Henry (NWR 3)

Gordon “Shooting Star” (NWR 4)

James (NWR 5)

Percy/Paisley (NWR 6)

Toby (NWR 7)

Duck “Montague” (NWR 8/GWR 5741)

Donald (NWR 9)

Douglas (NWR 10)

Oliver (NWR 11/GWR 1436/1451)

Emily (NWR 12)

Eagle (NWR 13)

Tilly “Tilbury” (NWR 14)

Gwen (NWR 15)

Alberta (NWR 16)

Jessica (NWR 17)

Callum (NWR 18)

Sam “St Johnstoun” (NWR 19)

Noah (NWR 20)

Archie (NWR 21)

Alexandra “Princess Alexandra” (NWR 22/GWR 4053)

Aaron (NWR 23)

Rosie (NWR 24)

Louise “Princess Louise” (NWR 25)

Garry “Glen Garry” (NWR 26)

Molly (NWR 27)

Josh (NWR 28)

Skye (NWR 29)

Trigger (NWR 30)

Rachael (NWR 31/GWR 4112)

Charlie “Charlotte” (NWR 32)

Joey/Josephine (NWR 33)

Jinty (NWR 34)

Catlin “City of Coventry” (NWR 35)

Neville (NWR 36)

Arthur (NWR 37)

Murdoch (NWR 38)

Belle “Annabelle” (NWR 39)

Angus (NWR 40)

Rebecca “Saunton” (NWR 41)

Tadano (NWR 42)

Sophie “Sophia” (NWR 43)

Ren (NWR 44)

Nakanaka (NWR 45)

Komi (NWR 46)

Hiro (NWR 47/JNR D51-1158)

Marklin (NWR 48/DRG 80 0007)

Barry (NWR 49/GWR 5609)

Shuuko (NWR 50/JGR 58629)

Ella (NWR 51/NSR 245)

Tess "Tulip" (NWR 52/NS 3820)

Nia (NWR 53/KUR 1118)

Tid “Tidmouth hall”* (NWR 54/GWR 7930)

Ryan (NWR 55)

Winnie (NWR 56)

Gill “Lough Gill” (NWR 57/GNRI 196)

Ashima (NWR 58/NMR 37395)

Andrew “Andrew Bain” (NWR 59)

Kenzie* (NWR 60)

Hank (NWR 61)

Philip (NWR 62)

Mark (NWR 63)

Wells/Wellan “Wellsworth Cathedral”* (NWR 64/GWR 8020)

NWR DIESEL ENGINES

Daisy (D1)

BoCo (D2)

Bear (D3)

Glenn “Works diesel” (D4)

Derek (D5)

Dennis (D6)

Paxton (D7)

Splatter & Dodge (D8 & D9)

Diesel 10 “Cockade” (D10)

Edwin (D11)

Sarah (D12)

Martin* (D13)

Alastor (D14)

Paul (D15)

Patryk (D16)

Robin (D17)

Iris (D18)

Peak (D19)

Sidney (D20)

Grant & Polly (D21)

Den “Denise” (D22)

Dart (D23)

Yin Lee (D24)

Pip & Emma (D25 & D26)

Darren (D27)

Mavis (D28)

NWR ELECTRIC ENGINES

Thor “Thorkell” (E1)

Loey “Loey Machan” (E2)

Lindsay (E3)

Sandra (E4)

Crovan (E5)

Kirk (E6)

Stafford (E7)

Arnold (E8)

Madison & Mel (E9 & E10)

Ark & Parker (E11 & E12)

Logan & Beth (E13 & 14)

NWR DEPARTMENTAL ENGINES

Ernie (SRR 1)

Bertha (SRR 2)

Jones (SRR 3)

Sixteen (SRR 4)

Niffty (SRR 5)

Husker (SRR 6)

Winston (HATT 2)

Diana “Denmark” (NWDS 1)

Harvey (NWDS 2)

Baxter (NWDS 3)

Victor (NWDS 4)

#thomas and friends #railway series #alternate universe #pure chaos #i came up with this #help my sanity #enjoy the ride #first post #thomas the tank engine #ttte oc

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444names · 2 years

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all possible names from a "your name" game @thecrazyworldbuilder did

(source here: linkiedinkiedoo)

Afres Afryne Akaeltjen Akinah Alprifryne Alpris Angwyne Anhaelde Ashar Athord Awerman Beofjork Beofrefryn Beokinas Beolpris Beond Beonn Beor Beord Beormannas Beotryne Beoweryn Beozan Cebryn Cedwyne Cedyn Cefjorn Cehyldend Cekinah Cellah Cellalron Cellaron Celprinann Cemman Cengwyne Cenharyne Cercastah Ceren Ceres Cermanhur Cern Cesharey Cesylde Cesyldenn Cetryne Cewentah Cewerrinah Cexis Drabryn Dradyn Drak Dralah Drannappah Drannavann Draradyn Drararord Drarokin Drarond Drastarque Dratryne Dravann Draviah Draweryn Draxis Drazan Erebryn Ereburn Erecas Erefreliah Erelian Erercah Erern Erethorcas Erey Faebryn Faekaenhur Faellarrin Faelronde Faenas Faenhaes Faentah Faerelde Faerlostan Faernak Faessonde Faestan Faestaryne Faeviah Faewernah Faezyn Grofren Grofreryn Grofresylv Grogord Grolde Groldentan Grolrozan Grond Grontah Grontand Gror Grord Grossonhur Grovianak Grozan Grozyn Harabryn Harabur Haragor Haran Harar Haras Hark Harlos Harlostan Harmuzyne Harnafryn Harobryn Harodyn Harogord Harokinah Harond Harontar Harord Harque Harritt Haryn Haryne Irick Irikinas Irinadd Irinadyne Irinah Irinammah Irinararon Irinastah Irinathord Irircastah Irirlostar Jadwyne Jafreltjen Jafrerk Jagorque Jalah Jalas Jalastah Jalexistah Jalexistan Jalprippah Jann Jannas Jaralas Jaras Jarond Jarostah Javiah Jaxisylden Jazyn Kinabryn Kinah Kinak Kinarar Kinarond Kinarridd Kinnah Leocastark Leodwyne Leodyn Leogornah Leohylden Leohyliah Leohylv Leokaesson Leolde Leonaror Leond Leondenhur Leor Leord Leoviah Leowercah Leozyn Mybryn Myfjorn Myfrecas Mygannah Mygoryn Myhylv Mylde Myldentann Mylv Myne Myrn Mystarott Mysylden Myviah Mywenak Mywerk Myzan Nedwyne Nedyn Nefredyn Negann Nekaestah Neldende Nelexistah Nelprick Nelprinak Nelronhark Nelrorey Neltjenah Nemman Nend Nenn Nerethork Nestan Nesylden Netrynhur Nevantah Newerk Nexis Nezan Ormah Orman Ormangwyne Ormannavan Ormubryn Ormulexian Ormulprick Ormulyne Ormumman Ormunn Ormur Ormusylyn Ormuxis Ormuzyn Phaedyn Phaehylde Phaelrovan Phaemmann Phaen Phaenadyn Phaeppah Phaern Phaerque Phaeshah Phaesylde Phaethord Phaewen Phaezan Phaezyn Phah Phar Pharar Pharn Pharocas Pharon Pharond Pharonhaen Pharoppah Pharque Pharrick Pharrinas Pharyne Quaedwyne Quaefryne Quaehylv Quaelexiah Quaelexian Quaelyne Quaewerk Quaezyn Rocas Rodyn Rofreviann Rokinadd Rokinak Rolrolde Ronde Ronhahylde Rorcah Rord Rorynacas Rossonah Rossonden Rossonhur Rothorlos Roviah Roxis Roxistan Rozan Secas Sefjorlos Sefrern Sehylden Sellasylv Selpriliah Senas Sengwyne Sennan Sermusylv Sern Sernappah Seshaerey Sesharonn Sestan Sevanah Sewercah Sexis Sezan Thaekinas Thaellas Thaerezyn Thaern Thaeviah Thah Thar Tharan Tharcas Thark Tharmur Tharn Tharnan Tharon Tharond Tharontiah Tharor Tharque Tharrin Tharritt Umobryn Umogantiah Umohylron Umohylv Umokaen Umokaeppah Umolpriwen Umolrodyn Umonakin Umond Umonhaevan Umonharon Umord Umorrixiah Umostaran Umothord Umothork Umoviah Umozan Umozannak Valabryn Valadyn Valafjor Valagorman Valah Valak Valalah Valanhaes Valannak Valawenhur Valexiah Valexian Valexis Valiah Valprifrey Valprifryn Valpriryne Valrocah Valrodyn Valron Valros Valrozan Valrozynn Valtjen Valtjennak Valyn Valyne Webryn Wefjork Wefjorque Wefres Wellan Weltjenhur Welyne Wenah Wercah Wercasson Werewen Wernah Weshar Wetryne Wewentiah Wewernak Wezan Xaedwyne Xaefreviah Xaellah Xaellalyne Xaellan Xaellas Xaelpris Xaelyne Xaenhurey Xaentah Xaerlostan Xaern Xaernah Xaerricas Xaestan Xaeviah Xaewerque Xaexis Xaezan Yeburque Yecas Yedwyne Yehylv Yekaefjor Yekaen Yekaermah Yeldentarn Yellan Yellathor Yelprirnah Yermah Yernah Yessontar Yethork Zalah Zalak Zalan Zalde Zalrord Zand Zantarogan Zarappah Zaratt Zarogan Zashaen Zashark Zastan Zaviah Zaxian Zaxis

#444 names #444names

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postconnaissance · 4 years

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Sophie Wellan - This too shall pass, 2011

#sophie wellan #2011 #2010s #textile architecture #sculpture #cecilia vicuña

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nightmarelxnd · 6 years

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oxido inunda papilar gustativas, el regusto de la sangre impregna paladar ; el sabor de las magulladuras y del amargo de los golpes. escupe el exceso para tratar de eliminar su gusto, para deshacerse del sabor de la derrota. dermis tintada de oscuros ( colores que protagonizaban el estandarte de la bandera de ares : violencia y fuerza siendo su único lema ). ira se acumula en torrente sanguíneo, sustituyendo a la sangre que ahora se haya en el suelo, pero es la voz de su entrenador la que evita que dispense golpes a su contrincante, siendo hora del descanso y momento para sanar sus heridas. se sienta sobre el taburete, toalla blanca absorbiendo la pinturas de sus magulladures, aportando calma a rostro compungido. permanece estático mientras manos externas menguan el impacto de los golpes. / @arderex basado en esto. *

#gif bien random bUT WHATEVS *arcoiris emoji*#fui responsaBLE VISTE? ?? ? < 33333'#* . PHOENIX WELLAN ( interaction )#arderex

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