Just a random fangirl blog. Im interested in Assassins Creed, Dragon Age, Witcher, Dishonored, video games in general, A Court of Thorns and Roses, Throne of Glass, Cruel Prince, Red Queen, Dungeons and Dragons, Buzzfeed Unsolved and Marvel. Writer. She/Her. Aries. Outsider stan. GRANDMISTRESS ALLURA IS HOT AND NO ONE CAN CHANGE MY MIND. Profile pic art by @stealingpotatoes Header art by @cheetuspeepus
Looking for a portrait of your noble eunuch/handmaiden (cat) or other courtly companion (pet)? More info + transcripts below the cut!
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It doesn't have to be your pet, I can draw your blorbo or friend or weird uncle as a cat too!
I can also draw other pets/animals! Contact me for examples and prices!
(on other pricing: the general rule is that if it's a lot smaller than a cat, it's probably cheaper than a cat; if it's a bigger or more complicated, it's probably more expensive than a cat)
I only do these commissions in these two styles.
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Dragon age origins is like…. You’re nineteen, new in town, and it’s your second day at pizza hut. You don’t even know how to work the register yet and you just watched your manager get carted off by the paramedics. You have no contact info for him, his next of kin, or corporate. The only other employee is the guy who’s been here for two weeks and is a bit of a doofus, and neither of you really know what you’re supposed to do now. You both desperately need this job though, and the doofus at least has a drivers license and *kiiinda* knows how to use the oven so you just. Shrug, and start taking orders and making pizzas and praying to god that the bills are on autopay.
And weirdly enough you’re really good at this: making pizzas and dealing with shitty customers and breaking up fights in the parking lot and pretending to be Duncan’s cousin on the phone so the utility company doesn’t cut off the power. But running a store is a lot of work for two dumb kids, so slowly you start accumulating a bunch of competent weirdos to help out, like the nun who left her convent because god told her to help you make pizzas, and the elderly school teacher who just survived a mass shooting, and the guy the papa johns down the street hired to run you over. And really there’s no way any of this should be working as well as it is - you’re absolutely committing fraud of some kind here - but you’ve managed to dodge the landlord every time he’s stopped by, and the health inspector never shows up to tell you to stop letting your dog hang out behind the counter and you’re all still kinda looking at each other and asking ‘are we allowed to just do this?’ before shrugging again and continuing to make pizzas, until somehow, through a series of unlikely technicalities, your doofus coworker ends up on the ballot for governor.
And after like five months of this the regional manager wanders in out of nowhere and you’re sure he’s about to chew your ass out for this mess, but it turns out he’s pretty chill and honestly kind of impressed with how you managed to keep the place up and running all on your own. So now you’re all thinking ‘thank god, there’s someone here who actually knows how to run a Pizza Hut’ only for him to get hit by a car two days later on the night of the Super Bowl.
i love how every time theres some grand heist its not that the robbers were intelligent and planned for everything its that the password to the security was the name of the fucking building.
Children are wild my 4 yo is currently screaming bloody murder in the back of the car because I won't acknowledge that she's screaming bloody murder. Make it make sense girl
I can already smell the comments, no I am not neglecting or ignoring my child. I very calmly told her "I love you and I am here for you and when you can talk to me without yelling at me I am happy to talk about what you need. You can yell all you want to, but don't expect mommy to fight against you for your own attention"
And she is yelling "IM MAD AND I DONT KNOW WHHHHHHHYYYYY AHHHHHHHHHHH" so we're obviously just working through some stuff 🤣
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