water games

This is the piece I did for Artists for the Oceans. I actually had a hard time coming up with something until it finally hit me that I could do some fan art of the Water Elemental Undine from the Tales of games hope you enjoy the fan art!
-JCB3

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Gendrya Week Day 1 - Jealousy

Gendry

Arya was laughing and talking with some people she met before and during the wars. Not one of them being her family members or girls. Half the Brotherhood was there, along with a few former members of the Night’s Watch and some highborns.
Gendry was annoyed.
He hadn’t been able to speak to her privately since they got back to Winterfell. He fought alongside her brother (or cousin, apparently) and their queen, been named Lord Baratheon, and saved her life not once but twice, and yet apparently she was too busy with a bunch of men who were drooling over her.
Maybe that’s why he was angry.
None of them had known Arya as long as he had. None of them really knew her as well as Gendry did, over that first year of learning to trust one another after being abandoned and forgotten by everyone whom ever knew them. None of them could understand the things she went through unless they were by her side that whole time.
Gendry huffed. He couldn’t wait any longer.
Pushing himself up from the well he was sitting on, he made his way over to where the group stood.
“-now that Winterfell is once again held by Starks, my lady?” some highborn ass said, smiling down at her like she was prey who didn’t know they’d been spotted.
Arya didn’t hesitate. “I’m staying here,” she answered firmly. “Where else would I go, back to King’s Landing?” She scoffed at the thought.
Harwin shook his head, chuckling. “You can’t stick around here your whole life, little wolf.”
“Watch me,” she challenged, glaring at him.
Many of the men laughed openly at that. One of the black brothers looked at her sheepishly. “You have to get married at some point.”
“To whom? I’ll kill whoever tries.”
Gendry finally spoke up. “You’re going to have a long list of people to kill again then, m'lady.”
A few of the men standing in the scattered circle bowed their heads in respect, muttering ‘my lord’s, some just openly glared, but Arya regarded him.
“I’ll never be shoved in some castle to father some babes for a stupid lord, my lord,” she teased, grinning widely.
“Well then, I guess your crowd is out of luck!” Gendry looked around at the group. “I assume you have some repairs to be working on? King Jon did ask you to assist Lord Bran with the rebuilding, did he not?”
More glares. Even Lem shot him a look. But eventually they walked, or stormed off. Most of them.
“Looks like you chased them off pretty well, m'lord,” a sellsword said, staring at there retreating backs. “If only you were that good on the battlefield.”
Gentry gave him a look. That went unnoticed. “Bronn?”
“Yeah?” He looked over.
“Go away.”
Bronn gave both him and Arya a glance. “Well by all means, don’t start fucking while I’m standing here.” He walked off towards the castle, leaving Gendry spluttering behind him.
Arya looked at him quickly out of the corner of her eye. “Well?”
His eyes widened.
She punched him. “Not that, stupid!” She glared at him harder when he barely even reacted to her usual behavior. “What did you want to talk about?”
“Who says I wanted to talk about anything?”
“Me.” Gendry raised his eyebrows. “You did chase them all off for a reason, right?”
He tried to focus on the blood not rushing to his face. “They seemed to be annoying you.”
“They seemed to be annoying you more.”
“No they’re not,” he lied easily.
She squinted at him. “You’re a terrible liar. It’s a good thing your cute.” And with that she strutted off towards the castle, her lips twitching.
Gendry’s mouth was open in shock. He stared after her until she officially was out of sight. Then he shook his head and turned away, grinning.
Harwin was a few feet away laughing. “You might want to get that little lady fast, I hear there’s a whole line behind ya.”
Gendry kept smiling. “None of them will get past me.”

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Pokémon Go players are kayaking out into the ocean to claim a gym

In Wellington, New Zealand, there’s a gym located by a fountain. The problem? That fountain is in the middle of Wellington Harbour. Not that that’s stopping some dedicated trainers who are boating out there to claim it. According to the daring players, Team Yellow seems to have the advantage here.

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why hunk is the best:

  1. cinnamon roll
  2. if a hug had a human form, it’d prob be him. good at hugging as well
  3. “I’M A LEG!”
  4. best facial expressions
  5. a hufflepuff
  6. food friend
  7. worries about you, would prob remind you to drink water
  8. EYEBROW GAME SO STRONG
  9. headband game
  10. his hair is just… it’s perfect, good hair and a nice smile
  11. smart but also dumb
  12. would cry while helping lance hot wire a car probably
  13. good listener, good advice when he’s not freaking out
  14. probably has a good taste in music
  15. pure, so kind, so caring, literally no cons??
  16. voice of reason most of the time
  17. his name alone, also the way he talks is great, also his voice
  18. muscle of the group, literal support, he could easy pick you up
  19. would treat you right
  20. uhm???? where could you go wrong?

there is an infinite number of reasons but twenty is good. gotta protect my husband, he needs more love

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Wimpod- Turn Tail Pokémon

Wimpod have a cowardly nature and are wary of noises and sudden movements. If you approach them in a group, they’ll immediately run off. When Wimpod feel threatened, they spit out a poisonous liquid. The stench of this toxic fluid signals others that danger is near. Despite their extreme cowardice, their curiosity leads Wimpod to approach people or Pokémon that are standing still.

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Corsola (サニーゴ) - Coral Pokémon

“Corsola’s branches glitter very beautifully in seven colors when they catch sunlight. If any branch breaks off, this Pokémon grows it back in just one night. It continuously sheds and grows. The tip of its head is prized as a treasure because of its beauty.”