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CLOAK AND DAGGER ‼️‼️
Go get it!
YALYALLLL YALLLL YAL
MY MOM SAID IF I COULD GET 100,000 NOTES I CAN GET A DAGGER
PLEASE HELP ME
IM NOT ALLOWED TO REBLOG OR SPAM MY OWN POST SO HELP ME OUT GUSY
PLEASE I WANT A DAGGER
Inktober 2023 #15 Bunny Dagger
Original Doodle:
Extras:
Khanjar Dagger
Dated: circa 1800
Culture: Indian, Moghul
Measurements: overall length 38.3 cm
The dagger has a lightly-curved, double-edged blade with a slightly strengthened tip. The grip is sculpted in one piece of jade or agate in shades from yellow to beige, provided with a guard. The upper part of the quilt features a gold lion two rubies for the eyes and an emerald on the head. The wooden scabbard is covered in red and gold cloth and silver mounts engraved with floral motifs and partially pierced.
Source: Copyright © 2016 Czerny’s International Auction House S.R.L.
Small Dagger
Dated: 19th century
Culture: Russian
Measurements: overall lenght 30cm
The dagger features a straight, double-edged blade with a central groove and golden decorations. The steel hilt is decorated en suite, the white horn grip having oblique, golden staves. The steel scabbard is also decorated en suite.
Source: Copyright © 2016 Czerny’s International Auction House S.R.L.
researching parrying daggers as a fun little treat and i'm delighted by how much every single one of these things looks like it's designed to be as annoying as possible
Does anyone know the "Egyptian" trend on TikTok? (I'll add a video as a example)
I have a idea for it but not the power to make it
Ok so imagine the video below me but with Cloak and Dagger in Anubis and Rah inspired outfits
(Video below as example)
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT2KCsLSn/
^Original video link^
Credit to the artist they did a amazing job with this
Who I'd cast as Dagger for a movie
Peyton List
Cloak and dagger fursonas are a bright rainbow bat for cloak and a basic fennec fox for dagger
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT2TbAqDt/
This video but with cloak and dagger
(Cloak is jumping into the wall)
Also credit to the original poster!
Cloak and dagger and their weird ass uncles moon knight and doctor strange
That's it, that's the post
special defense
does this count as anything ???is this art
I see no difference
Inktober Day 15: Dagger
Some sword/dagger sketches for my boy Callum (oc). Anybody here know designs for a useful but extravagant looking sword? love to draw some more of these bad boys + get some color suggestions
https://www.youtube.com/embed/N1WntgFPhxU?feature=oembed
(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1WntgFPhxU)
"You could've killed me 2 years ago... Could've killed me 3 weeks ago when you moved in with me. You wanted to... So why didn't you?"
He didn't react one bit. He just continued setting up the area for his next and final murder. He vowed he'd never kill anyone ever again but killing this target was necessary.
Are the chains are nice and tight around her wrists? Check.
Dagger sharpened? Check.
Is the-
"Give me one good reason why you didn't stab me the minute you set foot in my apartment. WHY DAMMIT?!"
"Because it wouldn't have been painful enough. Now stop asking questions. You're distracting me."
He simply turned around, put his finger to his lips and shushed her like he was dealing with a child.
She kept silent for a while.
She couldn't believe the man standing in front of her was the criminal the police came to warn her about. After the first murder, they had knocked on her door, asking if she had witnessed any suspicious activity- little did she know she was living with the murderer.
She woke up everyday to find him humming a tune and flipping pancakes, sometimes an omlete, and went to sleep knowing that he'd be there if she woke up having a nightmare.
She spent all this while loving him and visualising their future together while he probably spent that time thinking if he should stab her in the guts or slit her throat.
He hadn't touched her. Not a scratch. He simply dragged her along and hoisted her up with chains. The chains were lose enough not to hurt but tight enough to not let her free.
A few hits probably wouldn't hurt as much as the betrayal she felt.
How could I be so stupid?
A traitor tear slid down her face.
He whipped around and cradled her face in his hands. He cooed and consoled but she'd have none of it.
'Get away from me.'
He had heard her but he couldn't let his love cry.
'I SAID GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!'
He stepped back and squared his shoulders but his eyes were soft- letting her decipher everything he felt.
But he was a puzzle she didn't wish to solve anymore.
He loosened the chains as she furrowed her brows in confusion.
She cradled her wrists and rubbed her palms together for some warmth but when she looked up she could feel her face pale.
He stood there, dagger in hand, with his eyes trained on her. He took a step closer and she shut her eyes, mentally asking for forgiveness from whoever she wronged.
Another step closer and she was forgiving all those who had wronged her.
A third step closer and she was making her peace with her mother who would probably weep over her grave and -
A gasp followed by a muffled screaming and whimpering was heard. She heard feet shuffle then something slip and finally, a thud echoed around her.
She hadn't felt any pain. Wasn't a dagger piercing through your flesh supposed to hurt?
She opened her eyes and she couldn't scream. No. She couldn't blink. No. All she could do was run to his fallen figure and nestle his head in her arms as he bled out. He took out the dagger and stabbed himself again--this time straight to his heart, expertly avoiding hitting the ribs...the experience of his 13 previous kills helping him for once.
She only gasped out a 'why.'
"werent you supposed to kill me?... You weren't supposed to die."
She couldn't believe she'd rather take his place when only a second ago she-
"It was always meant to be me. If I'd killed myself t-two years ago, or t-three weeks a-ago, it wouldn't have been as p-painful."
"I killed 13 people, love. I d-deserve to feel this pain. And the most p-painful way had to be to let go of the one I loved the m-most... You. I-I love.. I love you. God I love you so much I...
I-"
"Ethan?"
"Ethan?!"
"ETHAN come on don't you die on me."
She lowered herself and kissed his forehead. "I love you, too."
Loved her conscience reminded.
No. LOVE she corrected.
She moved the hair out of his face and cried; looked into his eyes one last time and cried some more. She cried till she felt numb enough to not feel the cold concrete beneath her and wept enough to find the dark consuming her... Comforting.
And that was the first time someone mourned for the criminal.
Also made this little bugger from an old file and reindeer bone. Keeps a very nice edge to itself. Give me a holler via ask box if interested in giving it a new home. Also tons of other forged items in my etsy shop so if you are interested to check them out at:
https://www.etsy.com/shop/frostferrumforge
Isobel Morton (Birmingham, England)