#grumpy dragons

[podcastwizard]

"knight posting" this and "guard posting" that. i'm the princess's trusted handmaid who provides her advice and comfort in my soothing, low-class style. i am saying things like "if you don't mind me speaking out of turn, my lady..." and sharing fairy tales and lullabies my sad mother taught me. also i am fucking the jester.

[diminuel]

Do you know what could happen to Dragon with Couvade Syndrome?… Breasts… just that the shirts don't fit him… I think Crocodile would love him.

Careful Crocodile, don't overexert yourself laughing your ass off.

(And yes, don't worry, Crocodile does love him. Just imagine him showing Dragon just how much he appreciates him later on *lol*)

[weareadventurers]

Reminder: there are lots of cooler and more fitting terms for the object a lich keeps its soul in than phylactery (which is the Greek-derived English name for a Jewish ritual object which has nothing to do with souls, magic, or necromancy).

Instead try:

Reliquary

Necromancer's Amulet

Koschei's Needle

Soul jar

Soul vessel

Soul cage

Soul gem

Honestly, I'd be happier to hear horcrux than for you to keep trying to tie Jewish people to necromancy, whether that's your intention or not.

[k-wame]

Harry Collett | Grumpy Magazine

[ebeedrawing]

Some Fenris sketches 🤲 I couldn't resist anymore, joinin the grumpy elf lovers club😩

[crowswardens]

『🐲』 -> "Well, it must be... nice. To have your mother so involved in your life."

[chimeowrical]

Teia, Viago, and Vero for wishforhome!!!

[emarttt]

I love when he’s pissed just bc of tea

[cable-salamdr]

Youngest of FF Kai Kai bonding with Bonzle blah blah what I wanna see is Jordie’s soul (/body) ALSO being stuck in Superhell with one of the Forbidden Five having taken over her normal body at the end of s2p1, and her now having to chose between either these ancient evils or two peeps who keep forgetting her name

She’s grumpy not just because of her predicament of having to accept help but also because one of the first things that happened is that she fell down a set of stairs and at the very least sprained her arm.

[dipperscavern]

dippy I’m sorry I’m a bit stupid I did not read either of the prompt bit 😭 but if possible could I just add a prompt to my previous Cregan bit? If so, ‘voices change around each other’, bc pookie would be all ‘👹👺fuck y’all I am the lord of winterfall RAGGHHH- Oh hi darling 🤗😘’

urs truly, ur very stupid cheeky anon

you’re ALL GOOD!! thank u for your congrats & i hope u enjoy!!

9. voices changing around each other (whether it deepens or their tone in which they speak changes)

ʚ‎‏ ͜ ̩͙ ︵ ̩͙ ୨ ♡ ୧ ̩͙ ‏︵ ̩͙ ͜ ɞ

in cregans defense, he was usually ever level-headed.

being lord of winterfell and warden of the north, you had to be — patience and understanding is cregans middle name. it’s not often he loses his temper, even less often is it unjustified when it happens, and right now, his men had royally fucked up.

winter is approaching, and with it, cregans main task has been securing enough food to last winterfell & its inhabitants for as long as necessary. the maesters can foretell when winter comes and summers ended, but how long winter lasts is never known. strengthening alliances with other houses, expanding food stores, implementing more farms and crop production — cregan had pushed everything else aside to ensure the security of the people.

even if it put pressure on cregans soldiers, his hard work had made it so winterfells’ food stores were filled to the brim — and cregan was looking forward to being able to cease his constant worrying about having enough to eat.

unfortunately for him, the gods see fit to test him once more.

one of his men hadn’t closed a food store properly, and wasn’t aware until cregan himself checked on it a few days later. by then, the food inside of it had rotted.

it wasn’t the guard himselfs fault, as one of cregans council members had failed to instruct the newly appointed guards on how to close the stores properly. in cregans opinion, error truly laid with his council. you cannot expect people to perform properly if not taught or instructed, and this was so simple a lesson, cregan felt frustration at the prospect of having to teach it.

“Am I to understand, that because of your err, we’ve been lessened an entire store?”

the men in front of him glance at one another, attempting to swallow their nerves. the food store was now being emptied in the background, as cregan had not waited to “properly” assemble in the council room. they stood outside, where cregans tone had deepened, the way it does when lord stark is angered (which is, thankfully, not often)

cregan pauses, waiting for a response, and is only offered a- “Yes, I’m afraid so, my lord….”

“Winter is almost upon us, and you intend on crippling me further. How are you meant to advise me if I must coddle you as a babe?” his tone is harsh, unforgiving. he thinks to hear ideas of solution, about what could be done, but cregan notices something else.

instead of looking at him, every man is looking past him instead. ‘have they no respect for their liege lord?’, a part of him whispers; but curiosity takes over. he turns around, and is met with you.

he blinks in surprise. “Wife.” he says, not expecting your presence. his tone is light now, airy — alike to the cregan that usually graces winterfell. the contrast in his voice from a moment ago to now would make some grin if they weren’t afraid of inciting more of their lords anger.

“I missed my lord husband at supper,” you say, as if nothing was even amiss. “You worried me, Cregan.”

cregans tongue darts out to wet his lip, momentarily forgetting about the men behind him. “That was not my intention, I-“ he cuts himself off, turning back for a moment to glance at the food store being emptied. he sighs, choosing his next words carefully.

“I shall join you momentarily.” he says, turning to face you once more.

you hum, reaching to interlock pinkies (you’re close enough to be discreet). you lean to look past cregans shoulders (a hard task), and you’re met with the faces of cregans council. instead of their usual smug-ness, their faces are a mix of awkwardness, discontent, and embarrassment. the sight of it only makes you smirk, and when you return to cregans gaze, you find a hint of bashfulness swimming in his pupils.

“Behave yourself, my love.”

cregan nods, and you shoot him one last knowing smile before you move to return to the castle.

your presence has calmed him, allowing him to think without the cloud of emotions hanging over his head. he turns back around, and shoots a look at his council before focusing all his attention on the nearby food store.

“What can be done?” he says, tone still edgy, but nowhere near what it was before. his council share an equal relief, grateful to their lady stark for her rescue.

ʚ‎‏ ͜ ̩͙ ︵ ̩͙ ୨ ♡ ୧ ̩͙ ‏︵ ̩͙ ͜ ɞ

[diminuel]

Thanks to Luffy, Kite can forget flying under the radar as a marine in the East Blue (where he was less likely to run across Garp or a certain Warlord). No training wheels! Straight to Marine Headquarters with you, kid!

Bonus:

"Backwater Boys concert."

"Ah, cool."

[pencilofawesomeness]

I'm on a roll with my old geezer friendship rep for htryds and I'm not stopping now. In other news, Casual Porlyusica was really fun to draw. (They're talking about plants and gardening btw. Behind the grumpy medic is, in fact, a nerd.)

For @ft-platonicweek day 6: unlikely pair. Congrats to them for winning "unlikeliest" according to the peeps I polled lol. (Poll under the cut for the curious.)

A lot of my favorite dynamics in htryds are conventionally "unlikely", especially compared to canon, so it was fun to vote on this right after the prompts were decided.

[hrtiu]

Antoine and Evka, you are making me ill 😂😭

[verrixstudios]

Quick question about the characters u posted!!

Is Finch's wing an injury, or wasnit like that at birth? (Curious bc I have an oc with a congenital wing deformity and I like knowing if I have the same/similar ideas to other people JEJCNEHSJF)

I am bustling with excitement that people are asking me about them

Anyway anyway I was reading book number jade mountain and I remembered a certain Skywing’s injury from a Sandwings tail. I looked up art of the grump and strangely everything I saw with him had just a simple scratch scar and I was really curious cause I’d imagine Sandwing barbs would do something unique at least. I took inspo from the drago viper bite description, except if you toned it down a bajillion times. If one of those barbs could be used to slice instead of just stab, it made me wonder what it would do to a wing membrane since it’s so thin and the poison could eat away and stop it from being able to heal back easily. (Not to mention a Sandwing strategist would obviously go for a skywing’s wings.) Thus my idea for Finch became a thing. He’s become rather great at climbing to make up for the inability to fly.

[plasmara]

been thinking about how jay is obviously reconnecting with his inventor side (which—don’t even get me started on because i’m actually so emotional about it?? he forgets EVERYTHING his friends his family all of it but deep down he still knows who he is at his core.. mmrnrhrhddhh)

and how when he (inevitably) rejoins the ninja

he’s absolutely going to adopt sora. like. immediately. zero questions asked. he sees her rewiring half the monastery at 3am with five energy drinks and that crazy look in her eyes and he’s like that’s my daughter… and he’s just a dad now

AND AND AND

jay’s not sleeping bc his memories are coming back too fast and too loud and none of them feel good

sora’s not sleeping either bc she’s spiraling over arin and trying to pretend everything’s fine (don’t ask me about this timeline just go with it)

so they both just. keep wandering around the monastery at 3am. inventing vending machines that give you compliments. or robot cats with absolutely no purpose. stuff like that

and then nya finds them one night and she doesn’t even ask why they’re up. like just sits down, grabs a screwdriver, and is like ‘ok what are we building’

I NEED MY SILLT LITTLE INVENTOR FAMILY I CANT DEAL

[piccoloswifers]