#amelia earhart (rqg)

[miscreantahead]

Classic comedy development, never doesn't hit.

This was more of a commitment then I intended, I was originally just going to draw some basic copy-pasted profile to profile conversations, but then I decided this was a good opportunity to A) practice drawing lots of angles and poses and B) draw Zolf A LOT. 6 whole Zolfs. That's a good number of those to have <3. Also, I am terrible at paying attention to physical character descriptions but I swear Ben described Zolf with this haircut at some point so I went with this.

tldr; this was hell but i wnted to make sure i got it some semblance of finished so I could post.

[dwarven-beard-spores]

Fandom: Rusty Quill Gaming (Podcast) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Amelia Earhart/Sasha Racket Characters: Amelia Earhart (Rusty Quill Gaming), Sasha Racket Additional Tags: Episode: e061 Skyships and Harlequins (Rusty Quill Gaming), Gunplay, Gun Kink, Competency Kink, Non-Sexual Kink, Under-negotiated Kink, like seriously there is no negotiation whatsoever, dangerous! hot!, sasha likes a bit of danger, Fun and Pulpy content, like the kind alex didn't give us Series: Part 4 of 2024 RQG Relisten Summary:

Sasha's breath catches at the sight of the gun, the shiny barrel and the precise mechanism. Earhart spins the pistol around her finger once, cocks it, and presses it to Sasha's chest, all in a single smooth motion.

[some-zer0]

Earhart tells Azu what happened to her crew

[crayonturtle]

the awkward mullet stage of growing out your hair

[rosemarysrules]

I sure love sad small people

[franzis-frantic-thoughts]

To celebrate the one year anniversary of Rusty Quill Gaming coming to its grand finale with episode 218, I am once again sharing the links to the fics I’ve written for RQ this year.

Last, but most certainly not least, I want to reshare my longest - and in my opinion best - fic so far: Il Re dei Ladri.

An Alternate Universe in which our teenage protagonists find themselves living in an abandoned theatre in magical Venice and playing the parts of characters from Cornelia Funke’s Der Herr der Diebe.

Over 125.00 words of friendships, heartbreaks, heists, and apologies.

This work features incredible art by @nossorgs​ and @evieebun125​, as well as @angryducktimemachine​. Thank you all so much for your contributions.

[ID: A promo graphic for the Rusty Quill Gaming fanfic “Il Re dei Ladri” (Italian: “The King of Thieves”). In the top half, the graphic features close-ups of fully coloured digital paintings of four main characters of the fic. From left to right, these are Zolf Smith, Hamid Saleh Haroun al-Tahan, Sasha Racket, and Oscar Wilde. Zolf is a white dwarf with blond hair and beard, he is wearing a magical illusionary disguise over his clothes. Hamid is an adolescent brown-skinned halfling wearing fancy clothes and a dragon’s mask. Sasha is a white girl with short black hair, Oscar is a white man with shoulder-length brown hair. Both Sasha and Oscar are visibly angry. The bottom half of the promo graphic features a photo of an elaborate Venetian Carnival’s Mask in gold tones. It has decorative feathers attached to the forehead and is lying on a highly polished stage floor. The background is a midnight blue velvet stage curtain. In golden, looping font, the title “Il Re degli Ladri - the King of Thieves” is written across the curtain, followed by “A Rusty Quill Gaming fanfic, written by Franzis-Frantic-Thoughts, beta read by Who-Needs-Words, with art by Evieebun125 & Nossorgs” /end ID]

[evilkitten3]

earhart: "you are a member of the harlequins, it's not a thing you choose. whether you act on it is none of my business–"

ben (ooc): so it's like judaism

[halipula-aika]

Since there was a TMA poll going on already,

I'm not including Oscar Wilde or Howard Carter because they're too plot relevant and I'm not including Karl Marx because he is only namedropped. Yeah these are canonically NPCs in the world of rqg. Please reblog for a bigger sample size.

[darcydoescosplay]

AAAAAA AMELIA APOLOGIZING TO HAMID IN CRYING

RUSTY QUILL GAMING LIVEBLOGGING POST

I'm making this now, so y'all can mute it if you don't wanna hear my crazed ramblings about this podcast. ENJOY THIS HELL POST, FUCKERS

[angryducktimemachine]

Soooo I'm reading one of my favourite RQG FanFics again "Il Rei De Ladri" by @franzis-frantic-thoughts and so I got inspired to draw Amelia how they're described in the fic!

[ID: a digital, fully colored drawing of Earhart from Rusty Quill Gaming. In this version she's depicted as a young teen gnome with brown skin and auburn hair. They're wearing aviator goggles and a woolen jacket with patches over a rough looking waistcoat and shirt, as well as blue trousers.

They're standing with their hands in their pockets and a smug smile on her face. There are paint stains on her face and clothes. /End ID]

[sketch-cat]

may i offer a humble Sasha and Amelia Earhart for @rqgfemslashweek rare pair day?

[squirrelmage]

Here ya go! Your honor what if Cel and Earhart were just two cowboys in love aaaand send post

Cel x Earhart Cowboy AU!

[kellanswritingblog]

Day 1 of @rqgfemslashweek!  The prompt for today was Celebrations

Surprise!

Sasha has been staying aboard the airship with Earhart and her crew for a few months now. To celebrate her being there, Am gets her a present to help her fit in and know that she's always welcome there.

“I have a surprise for you!”

“What?  Why?”  The suspicion that built up in Sasha’s gut faded when she saw the way Amelia smiled back at her, the excitement in her features as she bounded toward her captain’s cabin.

“Come on!  It’s not bad, I promise.”

She held out her hand and Sasha took it, allowing herself to be dragged inside the small room.

Sasha had taken Amelia’s offer to come back and visit a few months ago, and then she just never left.  Despite being twice as tall as most of the crew, she fit in well and learned both the literal and figurative ropes quickly enough.  Occasionally she would take to the helm, but she preferred to spend most of her time in the mechanical rigging or the crow’s nest, watching the clouds and staring at the sky she once wondered if she’d ever be allowed to see.  And the rest of the time she spent with Amelia.

Without Bertie and Zolf around arguing and bickering constantly, Sasha found herself at ease rather quickly, letting herself laugh and chat with Amelia, nothing held back.  She couldn’t remember ever smiling as much as she did when they were together.

Surprises, though, scared her on principle.  Every time there was a ‘surprise’ in Other London, every time a plan went off the rails, it never meant good news.  But Sasha trusted Amelia, ignoring every wall she’d ever built to keep herself safe.

So, she allowed Amelia to pull her into the captain’s cabin and shut the door behind them.

“I got you a gift!”

“You did what?  You didn’t have to… I don’t have anything for you.”

Amelia laughed.  “That’s not the point.  The point is that I wanted to get you something.  Close your eyes.”

“Do I have to?”

“Yes!”

A faint smile on her lips, Sasha obliged and shut her eyes tight.  She could hear rustling on the far side of the cabin, and then footsteps leading back over to her.  From the clicking of Amelia’s boots, Sasha knew she was bouncing in place with excitement as she’d seen her do so often.

“Okay, you can open up.”

Sasha opened her eyes and was immediately greeted with the sight of an outrageously decorated aviator’s hat, similar to the one Amelia wore when she was on deck.  It was covered in cogs and bits, with a gigantic feather sticking out of the top.

“You’ve been here for a couple months now, and I can’t even imagine what it would be like without you at this point.  Like, for the crew, but for me, especially.”  Amelia reached up and gently took Sasha’s hand in her own.  Sasha didn’t resist.  “As long as you want to call this ship home, you’re always welcome.  And you’re welcome with me.  So, I wanted to get you something to celebrate!  And I know you like my hat, so it seemed a pretty obvious choice.”

“Thank you…”  Sasha spent a few seconds staring at the hat, then at Amelia and that sparkle in her eyes, and then the cycle repeated.  After a moment, she set the hat aside and sat down on the bed so that she was closer to Amelia’s level.  “Truth is, I can’t imagine leaving.  I didn’t think of the word ‘home,’ but… you’re not wrong.  You make this place home.”

Amelia smiled and beamed up at Sasha, then darted forward to kiss her, smiling against her lips, while Sasha held her tightly.

After a while, Amelia tugged away, excitement still glimmering in her eyes.  “C’mon, try it on!”

Sasha chuckled, but did as requested and donned the ridiculously floppy hat.

“I feel… I feel powerful?  I don’t know what it is, but I love it.”  Sasha examined her appearance in a mirror.

“First Mate Sasha!  You look perfect!”  Amelia squealed.  “I mean, you know, you’re not actually my First Mate in an official sense, but-”

“I know, I know,” Sasha laughed, spinning her head around so that she could see herself and her new hat from every angle.  After a moment, she teased, “I think your hat is still bigger.”

“Well, of course.  I’m the captain.  I always get the biggest hat.”

While Sasha had checked out the hat in the mirror, Amelia had crawled up on top her desk to stand beside her and wrap an arm around her shoulders.

“Thank you, Am,” Sasha said softly.  “This is… it means a lot.”

Amelia pressed a kiss to Sasha’s cheek, which she could only barely reach due to the floppiness of the new hat.  Meanwhile, Sasha couldn’t stop smiling, mesmerized by the reflection of her and Amelia together.

Maybe, she realized, not every surprise was a bad thing.

[evieebun125]

This is art for the epilogue! of Il Re dei Ladri — The King of Thieves written by @franzis-frantic-thoughts!! for @podcastbigbang

Summary:

Venice. The Floating City. An unlikely stage for an unlikely story.

The actors? A group of people who could not be more different.

A  runaway girl, wanting to protect her adopted brother. A jaded P.I.,  trying to make ends meet. A masked thief, supporting the less fortunate.  A mysterious client, hiring his services. A group of orphans, building a  life for themselves. And a playwright, looking for inspiration.

Join  them, as they meet, and plan, and chase their goals. And let the  Floating City take you away into a fantastical world full of magic,  friendship, and second chances.

[ID: A digital drawing of Wilde welcoming Zolf and Hamid. Sasha is sitting at a coffee table with Brock and Azu as she peels an orange. Earhart and Cel are bringing in drinks from the kitchen.

Wilde is a tall white man with brown hair, cut in a bob, and blue eyes. He is wearing blue fish-shaped earrings that match his waistcoat and nails. He is also wearing thigh-high white and blue wingtip shoes. Zolf is a white dwarvish man, he has blonde hair and a twin braided beard. He is wearing a grey overcoat over a beige tunic and green trousers. He is missing his left leg under the knee, his shoe has been replaced with a metal peg leg. He has one hand on Hamid's shoulder. Hamid is smiling nervously, his hands clasped together, he is an Egyptian halfling with curly brown hair and freckles. He is wearing a green suit with gold accents, his cravat is beige with a gold and purple pin.

Cel is a tall, white, freckled, half-elf. They have blonde hair and green eyes, and they are wearing a brown trench coat with brass accents. Earhart is a white, freckled, gnome; she has red hair and green eyes. She is wearing a blue jacket with a red neck scarf, her pants are black and her boots a dark brown.Sasha is a pale, white woman with dark hair and eyes, she is wearing a brown tunic, Brock’s palette is the same as Sasha’s, but he is wearing a red sweater. Azu is a Kenyan half-orc with a shaved head, her ears and nose are pierced. She is wearing a red and pink patterned robe with matching pink nails. /End ID]