#Sage Duck

[conundrumsarepuzzles]

Baby boy turned 1 yesterday 🥰🧁🐶♥️✨

[endipuff]

*tosses to you like ducks*

Idk when page 2 coming but I’ll reblog with the other pages? (I never done this before help)

TW: suggestive (I forgor mb)

[ghostlysage]

welcome back to a small post 📍 can’t believe this is my last year of high school coming up! im excited to see where the path takes me ^_^ for now, take some sketches

also featuring @coqui-studios !!

[children-of-the-red-queen]

How I feel knowing I am the sole cause of 33 different characters' canonical tags on ao3

[duckapus]

Had an idea for a crossover.

Arle, along with her constant companion Carbuncle and their friend Amitie, have once again gotten wrapped up in one of the Dark Prince Satan’s schemes to convince her to marry him (something involving messing with the weather around Primp Town to create a winter wonderland, which may or may not have been inspired by a song he heard in Suzuran). And, as usual, it all comes down to a Puyo Puyo Battle between the traveling mage and her wannabe fiance. She wins, also as usual, and makes Satan undo his spell, and she and her friends leave his latest gaudy castle victorious.

As they’re walking back to town, Amitie comments on how this was the first time she’s seen it snow in Primp, since their world doesn’t really have seasons like Ringo’s or Arle’s (and even if it did they're pretty near their planet's equator). This leads to a conversation about Arle’s home, the World of Sorcery, which she and her friends still haven’t managed to return to, even after almost a year and a half. Even Satan, who’s powerful enough to travel freely between worlds, can’t seem to figure out where it is.

While Amitie tries to reassure her that they’ll figure something out someday, a mysterious cloaked figure on the side of the road interrupts, seeming to have appeared out of nowhere, making cryptic statements about how their world has been connected and not bothering to clarify how or to what.

The girls try to question him, only to be ignored, and an ill wind begins to blow. The sky begins to go dark despite it being midday, and they run towards town in hopes of gathering their friends to work out what’s going on and hopefully put a stop to it. The cloaked figure, forgotten in the chaos, vanishes into the darkness.

As the girls run, they find their way blocked by strange shadowy creatures with eerie yellow eyes, though they’re thankfully no match for their magic so it doesn’t slow them down too much. Unfortunately, for every one they defeat at least a dozen more take its place, and they’re eventually overwhelmed and dragged apart, Carbuncle ending up with Amitie instead of Arle in the confusion.

Arle, desperate to reunite with her friends, eventually manages to fight her way out of the horde, finding herself in a ruined Primp Town Square, where everything, even the very ground, is being torn apart by the creatures and a decidedly unnatural dark storm. She continues to fight, but as the world crumbles around her, she knows that this is a battle she can’t win, and eventually she finds herself tumbling down into the abyss…

…and when she next opens her eyes, it’s to an unfamiliar alleyway and a starry night sky.

Yeah long story short, Maleficent and her Counsil of Idiots mistook Amitie for a Princess of Heart because Secret Reincarnation of Literal Sun Goddess, and now all the Puyo characters are scattered across the Worlds and Arle's gonna be teaming up with a lost kid holding a giant key, an angry sailor-turned-wizard with the worst luck in the universe, a clumsy low int./high wiz. knight and a cricket with a magic therapy license to find her weird rabbit thing and two other lost kids and save the universe for the 80th time.

Also Shezo's stuck in the Realm of Darkness with a very lost semi-amnesiac Keyblade Master, a holographic emo girl whose dad is an egg or something, and his very hungry cursed sword that won't shut up about how they're in a world literally made of its favorite food.

Welcome to Kingdom Hearts: Puyo Mix motherfuckers.

[boxboxluckybird]

guys it should not be warm enough for me to wear my five inch inseam shorts outside-

[seithr]

does anyone want to see my bg3 guy

[askwhatsforlunch]

Cailles Farcies (Stuffed Quails)

Juicy, meaty and more-ish, in spite of their petite size, these beautifully golden Cailles Farcies were the plat de résistance of our Christmas Eve Dinner; they also make a tasty Sunday Lunch! Have a good one!

Ingredients (serves 4):

3 large slices Sourdough Bread 

1/3 cup double cream

1 egg

2 small shallots

4 large leaves Garden Sage 

100 grams/3.5 ounces fresh chicken livers

½ teaspoon fleur de sel or sea salt flakes

½ teaspoon freshly cracked black pepper

4 beautiful quails, prepared and gutted

½ teaspoon fleur de sel or sea salt flakes

½ teaspoon freshly cracked black pepper

4 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened at room temperature

2/3 cupgood quality White Port

Tear Sourdough slices into small bits into a medium bowl. Pour double cream over the Bread, and allow to soak, 5 minutes.

Break the egg into a small bowl, lightly beat it, and stir into the Sourdough mixture with a wooden spoon. Set aside.

Peel and finely chop shallots.

Finely chop Garden Sage.

Stir chopped shallots and Sage into the Bread mixture.

Rinse chicken livers under cold water and pat them dry with paper towels. Cut into dices, removing any nerve or vein.

Gently fold chicken liver dices into the bowl, seasoning with fleur de sel and black pepper until well-combined.

Preheat oven to 200°C/395°F.

Season the inside and outside of the quails with fleur de sel and black pepper, rubbing them in gently.

Generously stuff the quails with chicken liver and bread mixture. Secure it in with a toothpick, to close the gap.

Arrange stuffed quails onto a roasting tin, and rub each generously with softened butter. Pour half of the White Port at the bottom of the tin, and place in the middle of the hot oven.

Roast, at 200°C/395°F, 40 minutes to an hour, regularly basting with Port and roasting juices. About half-way through, pour in remaining Port at the bottom of the tin.

Serve Cailles Farcies hot, drizzled with their Port roasting juices, with Garden Herb Oyster Mushrooms and dressed lettuce.

[nightmarettd]

"You're slacking Cake-Eater"

Sage Estern, A Mighty Ducks Hockey Player from Minnesota. Creative and ambitious. Loyal to a tee and would do anything for her friends and her team.

[kingbluetheamze1]

Quack

[conundrumsarepuzzles]

What’s better than puppies and flowers?! 🥰

[duckprintspress]

“Aim For The Heart” Creator Spotlight: Sage Mooreland

Happy Monday, everyone! We at Duck Prints Press (the fan-writer run indie Press that publishes the original work of fan creators!) celebrating coming off the first weekend of our stellar Kickstarter launch for Aim For The Heart: Queer Fanworks Inspired by Alexandre Dumas’s “The Three Musketeers” – 68% funded in four days! There’s a lot of campaign to go, though – we’re running through July 15th, 2023, and not only are we expecting to hit our initial goal of $8,000, we’re optimistic that, with your help (by backing, by signal boosting, by telling your friends about the campaign, etc.), we might even reach our first stretch goal of $12,000!

Every day between now and the end of the campaign, we’ll be focusing on another contributor. Today, let’s met author Sage Mooreland!

Glass Hearts by Sage Mooreland

About the Author: Sage Mooreland (they/them) is a city-dwelling gremlin from Chicago. They are embarking on the adventure that is their 40s equipped with three amazing partners, one very ridiculous eighteen-year-old biological offspring, and a fleet of teenagers and twentysomethings that adopted them through work over the last several years. Sage put themselves through the torture of grad school, and now holds a Bachelor’s in English and a Master’s in English and Creative Writing – Fiction, to which they say, “Now I have expensive pieces of paper that make it seem like I know what I’m talking about.”

Sage has been writing since they were wee small, entering their first writing contest in fifth grade/at ten years old. In high school and college, they made small offerings to school literary magazines, and have done eighteen years of National Novel Writing Month. As their writing career grows, they hope to provide stories that are entertaining, caring, inclusive of all, and full of the stuff of which dreams are made.

Story Teasers:

Athos leaned against the wall of the high rise across the street from his destination, trying to catch his breath. He was bleeding from too many places to count—many of the wounds were superficial, but a few were deep and concerning. He had to get them bandaged or he was going to be in serious trouble. Standing across the street from help would be a stupid place to bleed out, even if it would be vaguely satisfying to get blood all over the pavement of one of Chicago’s wealthiest neighborhoods.

He watched a while longer; the lights inside the house created a faint glow he could see even through closed blinds. The occasional shadow told him that someonewas home. He refused to consider that he was looking at a second ambush. They had to be there, safe and sound, or all of this had been for absolutely nothing. Athos took a deep breath. Standing here—well, leaning here—wasn’t getting him anywhere, and he’d watched long enough to be sure he hadn’t been followed. He forced himself upright and carefully crossed the street, climbed the stairs, and rang the bell.

Tags: alcohol use (casual), alternate universe, be gay do crimes, blackmail, car chase, character injury (graphic descriptions), Chicago, established relationship, guns, hacker, m/m, m/m/m (past), modern, past tense, pov third person limited, reunion, teasing, undercover, united states of america, violence (non-graphic descriptions)

Uh oh! Athos is in trouble! What do? Back the campaign, read the story, and find out!

[ghostlysage]

i am a woman of many fandoms 🤭

for today we have: old puppet show i really liked and i can finally DRAW THEM, gay people… (@/a-cryptid-called-magetha gave the nme salesman the name jin and the rest is history 💗), and then an old show i need to rewatch because the characters slap and kitty is so gnc (MERCHIN IS THE BEST, FIGHT ME)

[aethelwyneleigh27]

What they do while you get ready (Scenario)

TF-141 as your boyfriends

Simon "Ghost" Riley who's the type of boyfriend to love watching you do your makeup, your hair rolled up in the curlers while you finish up putting on some lip gloss. You'd look back once in a while to see him staring intently. He definitely plans more date nights out where he knows you like the food. Adores it when you leave kiss marks but would grunt and try to hide it, you know he loves it, he can never hide the slight lifting of the corner of his eyes. He doesn't have the heart to wipe it off unless you tell him to. His heart warms up whenever he sees an elder couple, hoping that one day, that would be you two.

John Price who's the type of boyfriend to be absolutely clueless about makeup but is extremely competent when you ask him to get something. He's a little ashamed to be asking the salesladies for anything the first time but would grow accustomed and finds that it makes it much easier. Genuinely loves buying things he thinks would look good on you and see you try it on. Like Ghost, he likes it when you leave lipstick marks, specifically in darker colors that pop against the skin of his neck. Doesn't care if his knees would give out, he'd help you put on your heels, kissing your knee before he does.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick who is the type of boyfriend to hype you up, he has a sassy mouth so expect him to give you the biggest hype anyone can ever do. He's also a go-with-the-flow kind of lover, he wasn't into skincare but was into a little haircare before you but now whenever you do your skincare, he joins in. The type of man to tease and laugh at you for wearing a clay mask then sulk if you put it on him too. He kisses you even if you whine and say you just put on lipgloss, promising to buy you more if you let him kiss off the rest. He helps you style your hair especially if you curly it.

John "Soap" MacTavish who is the type of boyfriend to be going in completely blind when it comes to anything that's on your vanity, but the thing is, he's willing to learn and hear you so passionately talk about what oxidizing is, cool and warm tone and other things you've said. He has this sketchbook dedicated only to sketches and art of you, his muse. He finds himself making them while you're doing your makeup, a peaceful pastime while his girl is dolling up. His favorite sketch of you was you with hair curlers messily clipped up in your hair while you put the last touch of lipgloss on your lips.

A/n: Hello my loves, guess who's back? 😉

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[notwiselybuttoowell]

Not sure anyone cares, but the curtains are Mulberry's Grand Flying Duck print 👍

[demonic0angel]

Lois Lane is hunting Danny to get an interview with the King of the afterlife, or whatever it is Phantom does. (Mama wants another Pulitzer for the pile!)

Danny is trying like hell to avoid her, since he's not supposed to just tell people how the afterlife works. (Also, Lois scares him.)

"Hide me!" Phantom shrieked before ducking underneath Batman's cape.

They were barely given a moment to even be surprised before the doors slammed open.

Lois Lane stood proudly in front of the doors, somehow finding a way onto the Justice League watchtowers. She scanned the room with her eyes narrowed like a predator trying to find prey as she grit her teeth and snarled, "Where is he?"

Superman coughed. "Lois! What are you doing here? Actually— how'd you even get here?"

Lois waved him off. "Don't worry about it. Where. Is. He?"

Batman was furiously typing away on his phone, possibly trying to find out how a civilian (admittedly married to a fellow superhero) was able to get into the watchtower, while everyone else shared looks.

"Uhm. Who?" Green Lantern asked awkwardly, exchanging a glance with the Flash.

"He! Phantom! He owes me an interview! Actually, he owed me one 45 minutes ago! I had to chase him from New York to Mexico to Peru and then to here! Where is he?!"

Wonder Woman said rather blandly, "He's not here."

Lois narrowed her eyes. "Are you sure?"

Wonder Woman nodded sagely. "Yes. He darted out of sight using his powers. Perhaps he hoped that you'd waste your time here while he ran off further."

"Dang it! Alright, excuse me, please, I need to search for a certain ghost!" Lois snapped before she strode off like a storm, just as quick as she appeared.

There was silence for a long time.

Then Phantom poked his head out of Batman's cape.

"Thanks for the assist, guys. Also, Batman, did you know that your cape is actually partly a portal?"

"I'm sorry, what—?!"