#plus that is not her real name...

[thedinogeekofficialart]

Inktober day 8: Hike

This whole piece really came together, with everything turning out great. I'm really pleased with the linework, colors, and composition. A solid win for Upchuck and horses, considering I struggled with the sketch.

[kagoutiss]

as if it was never there at all.

[saturnniidae]

Modern AU Astrid would like rollerderby I think. She'd be on a team with Ruff and Heather. She'd be a blocker, along with Heather (you get to shove people) and I feel like Ruff would be a good jammer. The rest of their friends come to cheer them on at matches and even practice sometimes

Another great part of rollerderby is you get to pick a cool name for yourself! Heather literally already has the perfect one, "Heather the Unhinged" goes so unbelievably hard

Astrid would also do kickboxing. On the side. Also for their first date Hiccup takes her axe throwing in an attempt to woo her with something she enjoys. (Totally not so he can stare at her biceps while she throws.. what Totally Not. He's so unbelievably intimidated by her strength; he is head over heels) He thinks it's worth it even if he looks pathetic in comparison (it's okay tho she helps him out)

[spittyfishy]

Thoughts on the Typhlosion allegations/pokemon teraleaks?

Okay, here’s what I’ll say about that. (And fair warning, it is nothing positive)

I think the fandoms reaction to these “leaks” has been absolutely ridiculous. They are not canon, they do not change pre-existing information present in the games and anime. Concept art is interesting, but things that were scrapped and did not appear in the actual media should not be regarded as fact.

Especially the Typhlosion thing, it’s like if jk Rowling said ‘oh yeah at one point in the writing process I thought Harry Potter would be a girl, but I changed my mind’ and the fandom went ‘oh my god Harry’s been a girl this whole time!’ Like no, a lot of work and ideas go into the concept and development of works like these, and then creators pick and choose the best of their ideas and use that, but I think it’s very problematic to judge them on the concepts that they themselves already decided weren’t good enough to use.

I have very strict opinions about what counts as canon, and that very simply is ‘what is in the work itself’. Unused concepts, things a creator said years later online, and really popular headcanons don’t count. They’ll never count, sorry but that’s not how language works, you can’t just redefine canon to encompass anything that maybe could have been a part of the project. It can be super neat to look at what changes could have been made, but it needs to be understood that that does not impact what the actual game is like.

This Typhlosion thing especially, it *could* be neat if people just took the scrapped stories to go “oh yeah the Pokémon world could have had myths and legends similar to our own! That will be interesting to explore in fan works!” But that’s not what the majority of people did. Instead, people took it to mean that somehow all Typhlosion are secretly evil and shouldn’t be left alone with children and anyone who has one or likes that Pokémon should be ridiculed based on nothing.

Because the stuff that in those leaks (baring things about unreleased games) are nothing. Looking at them in the sense of seeing ‘How It’s Made’ is interesting, fine go for it yeah sure, but they have absolutely no bearing on the actual franchise itself. And I have no patience for the people taking them as gospel and insisting they be considered more true over the actual canon.

[ghostly-kal]

Something something the hands that cradled you something something (im going insane over my dnd campaign help, the Dm is scaring me)

[justaz]

teehee au where merlin is beloved by like all of camelot and just has everyone wrapped around his finger (not that different from canon honestly) and one day arthur is on his way out on a mission from his father that merlin insisted he be on bc uther found out about his magic and merlin just wanted arthur far away from it so he didn’t have to witness it. uther knows that merlin cares deeply for arthur and was genuine in the compromise so he allowed it. after arthur is gone, uther orders the pyre to be built and merlin is burned before sundown.

since arthur’s mission was top secret (again insisted by merlin) no one knew where he was or how to send a message to him to let him know what was happening. the citadel is ROCKED bro like a lot of them are in shock and weighed down by grief (especially the guards and knights that were forced to follow their king’s orders). this was like the first time that almost the whole citadel knew who the sorcerer was and they all adored him. organizing happens rather quickly especially with the knights and guards turning a blind eye to the conspiring of high treason that’s literally happening right in front of them.

arthur meanwhile runs into either morgause or nimueh somehow idk and they tell him about the deal his father made and shows him the contract he signed and points out the line that states the deal calls for a life to be taken in exchange for a life made which makes it clear that his father knew somebody was to die for it. he pulls a quick 180° and dashes back to camelot, arriving in the middle of the night to see fires burning high as the rioting citizens scream and shout calling for justice and listing names that seem vaguely familiar but he cant place.

arthur, already hellbent on patricide, hears the fate that befell merlin and his rage is multiplied tenfold. he marches through the streets with tunnel vision until he finds his father who seems relieved to have his son back until he draws his sword against uther. arthur doesn’t argue or insist he draw his sword. arthur just lists his two people, his mother and his merlin, much like the rioting people outside are.

uther stops him: you look down on me for building a kingdom on blood, but that is what you’ll be doing if you kill me

arthur barely blinks: then i guess i really am your son

uther’s head is paraded around the city until morning

[kushanna]

what gets me about the ushiromiya western names is that they're christmas themed. kinzo sir you do understand you named your sons after santa klaus and rudolph the reindeer right. you cannot have the names klaus and rudolph together and not evoke christmas. i hope you're aware of that cause if my father had named me santa klaus i would also not hesitate in keeping his dead body a secret from the rest of the family

[teh-nos]

loki/william rufus fic, where bill explains that as the second son he has inherited england while big brother bob only got the duchy of normandy, ha ha ha.

[g0atfac3]

[mikereads]

Can people stop shipping Lucy and Snow. By also trying to show the parallels between them with Katniss and Peeta. First of all the parallels aren’t supposed to be interpreted as romantic. They are supposed to show the trajectory of how Snow treats Katniss in the later series. Not every parallel is meant to high light good things. The books show how toxic they truly are. For anyone who missed it is mind boggling. Plus people trying to sympathize him or make him some kind of victim. The same issue so many people had when she announced the book. I thought everyone was on the same page. Snow has always been a bad guy and the system and games only highlighted and made it worse. I mean did none of you read the book or see the ending???? Seriously. This wasn’t an origin story meant to show you he was in any way the victim or that you should feel for him the exact opposite. If you didn’t get that than you didn’t understand what she was trying to accomplish. Plus I’m sorry but she was literally trying to show you that the world she built is terrible but there are also horrible people anyway. That the games wasn’t the sole thing that made Snow turn. Some people are just terrible regardless and circumstances can enhance that. Also by even trying to compare them to Katniss and Peeta you are trying to compare a healthy relationship to a toxic one and that isn’t it. Side note: not people trying to say Peeta was more heroic than Katniss I can’t.

[paleolithique]

i first heard of homestuck on minecraftforum dot net btw. i saw people with troll pfps and i was like oh thats some cool looking anime ig

and then i downloaded a texture pack for land of wind and shade for no particular reason without knowing anything about the context AND a sbahj texture pack which was just as hideous as you might expect

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

New

Lord and Cook AU. In a timeline where Agnes Currai is not the Warrior of Light (but she does know him!) and Estinien Varlineau is a viscount. After Ishgard opens to the rest of Eorzea following the end of the Dragonsong War, Agi gets a job as a cook in a nobleman's household. SFW.

Author's Note: I've been sitting on this for a while. Oops. LOL.

Agnes Currai trudged through the Gates of Judgement, her boots crunching the freshly fallen snow. Ishgard had recently opened its borders at the end of the Dragonsong War, which for Agnes in particular, meant better employment. While her time as an adventurer had been pleasant, after the Calamity and the death of her father, mentors, and many friends, she decided to leave that life behind to stay with her mother in Costa del Sol.

And now here I am accepting a position in Ishgard for nearly triple the pay of what I was making in Limsa as a cook. Too bad it’s cold as fuck. Definitely need to have Mum send me more sweaters.

She glanced at the address on her acceptance letter and noted the home of the lord she would be cooking for was in the Pillars. Where the fuck is that?! Are there tons of pillars? “Um, excuse me?” She asked a soldier nearby.

All she heard in reply was a grunt.

Ooooooooookay. “Begging your pardon, but I’m supposed to be going to this address to begin my employment. Do you know how to get there?” Agnes held out the letter, which the soldier reluctantly took.

“Hmph. First, attune to the aetheryte. Once there, you’ll be going straight and then to the left by the Skysteel Manufactory. Continue up the stairs to the Pillars. The address is close by the aetheryte at the Anthaneum Astrologicum.” He gave her the letter back, and Agnes bowed.

“Thank you so much. Have a good day.” As she turned towards the aetheryte, she heard the soldier mutter, “More bloody outsiders every damn day.” Well fuck you too!!!

At least his directions aren’t shit. I’ll give the asshole that. She thought as she approached the house of her employer. What’s his name again? Viscount Estinien de Varlineau of House Varlineau. Sounds fancy. Agnes rang the bell at the door and was greeted by a middle-aged elezen with salt and pepper hair and glasses.

“May I help you?” Oh good, another Ishgardian who has a log rammed up his ass.

“I’m Agnes Currai—” She began but was cut off immediately.

“Mistress Currai, you’re never to come to the front door of the manor. The help goes through the side door. Around the corner there. You’ll find Madame Rolandtois waiting for you.”

He then slammed the door in her face.

Her mouth hung open for several moments before she shook her head and walked to the side door. The nerve of that fucking piece of shit!!!!!!!!!!!!! She knocked on the door and was greeted by a much friendlier face.

“Ah! You must be Agnes! Welcome, welcome to Ishgard, mon amie!” Madame Rolandtois was also a middle-aged elezen, Agnes’s height, with silver hair. “Your luggage arrived earlier, and I had one of the others take it to your room. Would you like some tea? Something to eat?”

At least she’s nice. I think we’ll be very good friends. Agnes smiled and nodded. “Yes please that would be lovely. It’s a lot colder here than in La Noscea.” The two settled in the kitchen and spoke for nearly a half a bell (and her tea is truly amazing) before Agnes was shown to her room on the first landing. “Madame—”

“Pray, call me Estelle.”

“Estelle, how is his lordship? What kind of person is he?” Agnes asked, changing into something more work appropriate.

Estelle’s face lit up. “His lordship is a most kind man and by far the best employer I’ve had. He pays us all well and truly cares about us. If he sees a guest being rude to a member of staff, then he asks them to leave. Truly a wonderful man.”

Either she’s telling the truth or is a hell of a liar. She nodded. “When will I be meeting him?”

Estelle took out a small notebook from her apron. “Tomorrow morning after breakfast. Once you’re finished, I’ll show you the kitchen and your station.” She left and closed the door behind her, leaving Agnes alone. She closed her eyes and sighed.

Don’t worry, Mum. I have a good feeling about this place.

***

Estinien de Varlineau hummed to himself as he ate his dinner. “Henri, pray give Estelle my compliments. This is one of the best meals I’ve had.” He glanced at his manservant, whose face was unreadable.

“Milord, your dinner this evening was prepared not by Estelle but the new cook, Mistress Currai.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Then mayhap I should go down to the kitchens when I’m finished to speak to her myself.”

“You are scheduled to meet her tomorrow, my lord. If I may,” Henri turned his up his nose. “Mistress Currai is not aware of our social customs. She’s uncouth, dresses like she came from a whorehouse—”

Sighing, Estinien held up a hand. “Henri, Ishgard is entering a new age. We are to welcome those different from us. And besides, Mistress Currai has impeccable references, including one from the head chef at the Bismark in Limsa Lominsa. I will not tolerate any discrimination or general nastiness in my household, am I understood?” By the time he asked the question, Estinien was standing face to face with Henri, a steely look of determination in his pale blue eyes. “Am I clear?”

Henri bowed. “Yes, milord. Crystal.”

He nodded. “Good, good. I’ll go down to the kitchens shortly and then retire to the music room.”

“Very good, milord.”

***

“And then I said, ‘You’re going to need at least three showers to get all that muck out of your ass!’” Agnes laughed. She was sitting at a large table in the kitchen with other members of staff, telling them stories from her adventuring days. Telling funny stories and baking cookies for your coworkers are two ways to make a good first impression---thanks Mum and Da!

Suddenly, everyone at the table stood, though Agnes had no idea why. “What? Why—” Is someone here? My back is to the entrance and hallway, so I suppose someone came downstairs?

“Agi, stand up! It’s his lordship!” Estelle whispered and tugged her arm.

We stand for him? Uh huh. Okay.

“Good evening, everyone.” A deep voice murmured as Agnes scrambled to stand and turn around.

Oh.

OH.

Oh no.

OH NOOOOO.

HE’S HOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She could feel her cheeks burning, and her palms getting sweatier by the second.

“You must be Mistress Currai.” Estinien said, smiling warmly. “Tis good to meet you. I am Estinien, Viscount of House Varlineau.”

Instinctively, Agnes held out her hand. Gasps were heard in the kitchen. Henri looks like he’s going to murder me. I think…I fucked up. She moved her mouth, but no words came out. He’s too hot. Everyone is staring. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Still smiling, Estinien took her hand in his and shook it. More gasps. Ground, please swallow me at any time. “I wished to thank you for my dinner this evening. It was one of the best meals I’ve ever had.”

LET. GO. OF. HIS. HAND. AGI. She quickly released his hand (gods, they are so big and warm and strong and STOP) and giggled. “O-oh, you’re welcome, milord. I’m so glad you liked it.” Don’t say anything else, Agi. Don’t sound stupid.

The nobleman chuckled, smiling at her still. “Until the morrow. Good night, all. May the Fury bless and keep you.”

The others muttered something about the Fury? I don’t even know. Doesn’t matter though because HE IS GORGEOUS.

Agnes quickly excused herself and scurried to her room and began to write a letter to her mother.

Dear Mum,

I’ve arrived safely in Ishgard and began my new job. It’s all going well so far (granted it’s only been one day). Everyone is so nice, especially Estelle (she appears to be around your age, perhaps older), but Henri the manservant is a massive twat.

Remember how you and I both thought the Viscount would be an old man? Well, guess what? He isn’t! He looks to be in his early thirties, polite, kind (so far), and is extremely good-looking. Like out of a romance novel good-looking. AND!!!!! He loves my food! Oh Mum, why does he have to be hot?!

I hope to hear from you soon, Mum. Be well and send my love to my friends.

Your daughter,

Agi

[baalzebufo]

I forgot that I never posted her here so! one of my other cog ocs- Sierra Juliet. she's a signal jammer from my adbot department, but she left the business after some personal revelations about the company

she runs a pirate radio station in an attempt to convince other cogs that they deserve better than what cogs inc is giving them. shes hiding out in barnacle boatyard and took the idea of 'pirate radio' a little too seriously with her surroundings, but you cant really blame her for that

shes not exactly friendly to toons- she avoids them at all costs, considering them unpredictable and dangerous- but she could definitely be convinced to work with them to dismantle cogs incs stranglehold on toontown. ultimately she just wants cogs to stop being mistreated, too- that, and to live her life freely.

[swallowtail-ageha]

Sara I am Tamara's father. If you mention my daughters name again this blog I am going to go to the police and report you for defamation.

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STILL LIVING IN YOUR HEAD RENT FREE HUH?

Get a fucking job e fammi nu bucchino mongoloide

[litchi-tea]

Couldn't pick a hair color so I just made alts. Based this one off the B.duck crossover cause lord knows when we'll get another part to that one if it ever comes back😅

[thomas-mvller]

I wonder why is it so difficult for football teams to hold their controversial players accountable. Like they think they're protecting the club's image but little do they know it makes them look even worse when they do the most to defend them.