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~Kiir Vonmindoraani?~ Daine's voice is casual and lazy, laden heavily with food. ~I've just turned my son your way for advice; Kiir Tafiiri, whom you've not met. He has long red hair, and is either a pale and freckled man, or a white wolf, I do not think he will arrive as a dragon. He is a bit out of sorts, but I think he will be useful, once he is on his feet properly.~

vonmindoraan:

How many of the King’s children am I going to bump into?

Fortunately for everyone involved, Chalenna has long since learned how to separate telepathy from private thoughts.

~Understood, Jun Dov.~ Her own ‘voice’ is crystal clear and level, the sound of a perfectly still lake. ~When should I expect him?~

~No earlier than this evening, and no later than the end of the week - he was unfortunately non-specific, but he has a business to run. His name is Tiran, and he ought to ask for you by name. I’ve taught him the basics of being a dragon - but I’ve always been one, you may have insights I’ve missed.~

~He is a bright man, I’m certain he can be helpful.~

silvertonguedgod:

themindcanbite:

silvertonguedgod:

[Daine calls Asgard a ‘Warrior Society’ and Loki just goes 

"Not for very much longer, dammit." ]

[Daine sees nothing wrong with warrior societies! …As long as someone intelligent is at the helm. Warriors are awful at running warrior societies. Or any society.]

[Loki, however, does. >.< Because he doesn’t like the mentalities that tend to pervade warrior societies and on the whole they just tend to leave a bad taste in his mouth

Buuut he wholeheartedly agrees that Warriors are bad at government. No contention there. xP ]

[Hah, yes. She’s more trade-minded, she took over her world via economic stronghold and whatnot. Warrior societies just mean that there’s very good quality arms and armaments. She’s never had to live in one.

She HATES dealing with Warrior-kings, but likes the trade of smiths and whatnot.

That said. She also looks forward to seeing what Loki does with the place. :3]

Tavern Chatter - Serial Killers and Politics

  • Within the tavern, a familiar group begins discussion...

  • [EctopicFantast, TheMindCanBite, FreckledLoudmouth]

  • Koishe:

    "Serial killer...?"

  • Mius:

    hands up: "As far as I know I only have attempted murder on my record here, so far."

  • Iris:

    just starts laughing

  • Sakura:

    "Is it attempted murder if you actually killed the guy though?"

  • Mius:

    "I fixed it okay?!"

  • Iris:

    "Ahahahahahaha ha ahahaha!"

  • Iris:

    "I - I s'pose I 'ave a type! Ahahaha!"

  • Koishe:

    "A .... A type?"

  • Iris:

    makes a vague throttling motion, now beyond words.

  • Koishe:

    only allows a vague, confused chuckle. He warily gives Sakura a glance.

  • Sakura:

    shrugs, and keeps drinking her chocolate-tea.

  • Daine:

    "She is amused because she never really considered herself a serial killer, but now that you mention it."

  • Koishe:

    "Ahhhh..."

  • Sakura:

    "It's the fashion lately."

  • Koishe:

    "... Am I still a serial killer if I stopped doing it?"

  • Daine:

    "I have no idea. I don't think I'm a serial killer, just a tyrant...."

  • "Killing criminals isn't serial."

  • Sakura:

    "Honestly, depending on how loosely or strict you use the terms, everyone in the modern civilization may be a serial killer. I mean, it's near impossible to live in the modern era without supporting corporate slavery in some way."

  • Sakura drinks her tea.

  • Daine:

    "... This planet is barbaric."

  • Sakura:

    "Chyeah, I'll say. I'm still trying to figure out how to best solve a lot of things. Some things can't be solved by punching it in the face, unfortunately..."

  • "Wished Tiran was a bit more interested in altruistic movements. If we worked together, I bet we'd get a lot done."

  • Daine:

    "At least economics is a speciality of mine. I'll be addressing those first."

  • Koishe:

    glances between the two of them. "... I uh, admit, I am a little short-sighted. I can help stop things from eating people, at least..."

  • Daine:

    "While I can't make jobs more interesting, I can make them better paid."

  • Sakura:

    nods, and lifts up her mug in agreement. "Chyeah. I'm still trying to look into this whole 'guaranteed income' thing. Sounds like a real solid idea, but it's having some trouble getting off the ground. Hadn't figured out why, yet. Bureaucratics?" Drinks.

  • Daine:

    "Politics, yes."

  • Sakura:

    sighs, slouching with a heavy roll of her eyes.

  • Daine:

    "When people aren't struggling to exist they take much harder looks at what the people representing them are actually doing - heaven forbid that educates them and sways the vote somehow."

  • "A lot of people are apologists and supporters of the corrupt even now, because they don't pay attention."

  • "They haven't time nor imagination."

  • Koishe:

    "... Sometimes, I find myself disappointed that 'eating the opposition' is frowned upon."

  • Kichuna:

    is laughing in the kitchens.

  • Daine:

    "It isn't, in my country."

  • Koishe:

    smirks.

  • Daine:

    "Mostly because to oppose me, you'd have to kill me."

  • "And attempted murder is a crime punishable by death, and all people sentenced to death are eaten."

  • Sakura:

    gives a quiet sigh, "Can't help but wonder how effective that system is -- but I ain't in any place to argue. It seems to be working, against my own judgement, and I ought to focus on things I can actually understand and do something about." She mumbles, "Leave it to someone else to figure that out."

  • Daine:

    tilts her head to one side. "No one inside my country has tried to kill me in...."

  • "....Mmm two hundred and fourty eight years."

  • Koishe:

    "Well, you have to admit, you do not make it easy for anyone to try." He chuckles. There's a pause. "Only one person ever managed, did they...?" His eyes squint. "... But I do not remember them."

  • Sakura:

    "Was during the war, right? Did a shoddy job anyway, if she's still here." She grins.

  • Daine:

    "The government will hear absolutely any complaint that's presented in a calm and reasonable manner and many laws have been instituted, changed, or dropped due to these petitions."

  • "Which does make people less inclined to hate me, I think?"

  • Sakura:

    "That's the thing about an all-controlling government, right? Things get changed quickly and can get fixed quickly. I think China's doing something similar -- apparently they're making huge advances in becoming ecofriendly, even if they're hyper questionable in other uh, areas."

  • "But they're fast and efficient, for sure. It's good when it's, well, used well."

  • Daine:

    "Mhm. I can't look at everything directly because I'm one pair of eyes, but I meet directly with whoever I can, and hear of everything."

  • Sakura:

    nods in agreement.

  • Koishe:

    remains quiet, brow furrowed in quiet worry.

  • Mius:

    "How do you ensure you don't become corrupt, yourself?" He's taking notes by hand.

  • Daine:

    "Oh, I slipped a few times. I worked out that I make less money when people are being exploited than when they're enabled and given good opportunity to succeed.

  • "Money is a brilliant motivator."

  • Mius:

    chews his lip, uncertain, but jots that down. "Hm."

  • Sakura:

    "Not sure about a motivator, but maybe an enabler, sure." She muses. "It's an equalizer."

  • Koishe:

    mutters, "Am I the only person wondering how long the rabbit has been here..."

  • Daine:

    "And I do have advisors - the deans of all the mages colleges, the Archmage, Javilynn."

  • "I assume he's always here."

  • "- I meant, motivator for me."

  • Mius:

    nods at Daine's correction, satisfied. He jots that down.

  • He smiles, and keeps writing away. "This is wonderful information, mind you. I may have to file it for later."

  • Sakura:

    grins to herself, eyes on the ceiling. "Man, though. I'd be nowhere without a good support group of advisors and other minds, when running Silverion. They're important."

  • Daine:

    "I will be good for this country, and good to the people who live in this country, because when I do, I make so much money"

  • Mius:

    giggles, and nods, ears bouncing. "Good, good. Yes, this makes internal sense, thank you." He sighs, "Words, I made the unfortunate discovery that I hate inventing things. Ironic, isn't it?"

  • Daine:

    "Strange."

  • Mius:

    "Much easier to take something that's already made and modifying it, or fixing it, or fitting it into a bigger picture than just ... splattering paint all over it. Structure. A baseline, that's what I like." He clears his throat. "... Anyway, don't mind me. Carry on."

  • Sakura:

    squints her eyes. "... Where are we with this whole Arcadia thing, anyway?"

  • Daine:

    "Mmm.... Stalled. It irks me."

  • Her claws click on the wood.

  • Mius:

    scowls, ears pinning back. "I really do hate how time works in this realm. I share your frustration." He hasn't stopped writing.

  • Koishe:

    glances between all of you.

  • Sakura:

    scratches her forehead, frowning. "...Once the migration happens, that's gonna be a huge clusterfuck, isn't it?"

  • Daine:

    "What do you mean?"

  • Sakura:

    "Well, we're going to be displacing an insane amount of people. We're going to be drawing the attention of TWO worlds, and then maybe even of the Creator himself! What if he tries something? There's no way he'd just LET this happen. This would be a prime opportunity for him to try something, I'm completely convinced."

  • Mius:

    says nothing, eyes on his page as he writes.

  • Koishe:

    hesitates. "...He's uh, trapped, is he not? As long as our Ink does not try to enter..."

  • Daine:

    "Oh, undoubtedly we'll get his attention. He can't move but he does have those shadow servants."

  • "It's why I'm employing guards and hoping for a high survival rate."

  • Sakura:

    grins, "That's gonna be fun." With genuine anticipation.

  • Daine:

    "Sakura, the goal is evacuation, not combat."

  • Sakura:

    "We'll still need defences!" She raises a finger, "I could help with that. We could be defence."

  • Koishe:

    frowns. "... I wonder how much has changed in Furrae."

  • Daine:

    "I know defences are needed. If I didn't think so, I wouldn't be taking so much time to prepare."

  • "But you aren't to stay there any longer than you have to."

  • "By and large you will be ushering civilians into a new world, their safety comes first."

  • Sakura:

    nods. She glances to Koishe, then looks aside in thought. "... Hm. We uh, don't really have an inside man, do we." A pause. "I got a son out there, that stayed in Furrae regardless of whatever's been offered. I've been hoping to get back in contact with him, but not sure how. Not without drawing attention."

  • Mius:

    stops writing, and casts Sakura a glance by the corner of his eye. His ears swivel back, and he turns his attention back to the page. Writing.

  • Daine:

    "... No sign of Mordecai still, is there?"

  • Sakura:

    cringes. "No. Shit, man, I wish I knew anything about him. I hadn't even got to see him grow up, or anything. He's probably what, and actual walking, talking kid by now? It... wrecks me, thinking about it." She sighs. "...Th'other kid is older. Has his own family by this point. Last I heard, heh, I'm a goddamn grandmother. Ain't surprised."

  • Daine:

    's eyes widen into a familiar madness.

  • So, too, does her smile.

  • Sakura:

    freezes. "Uh."

  • Koishe:

    snerks, and leans back.

  • Daine:

    "Great-grandbabies?"

  • Sakura:

    hesitates. "...A... Apparently? If the last letter was any indication..."

  • Daine:

    "......" She is vibrating

  • Koishe:

    just starts laughing.

  • Sakura:

    's taking notes of the exit routes.

  • Daine:

    Suddenly, lunges and scoops Sakura up into a hug.

  • Daine:

    "Ghnyeeeeeeeee!"

  • Sakura:

    "WAUGH!" And the only means of survival is acceptance. She goes limp in Daine's grip.

  • Koishe:

    snickers away. "Well. I imagine this may be a new motivation to try and reconnect?"

  • Mius:

    doesn't smile, but keeps his focus on the page.

  • Daine:

    "What's the baby's name what sex is it when was it born what species are they where did they live?"

  • Sakura:

    "I have no idea! I don't even know how many!" She struggles to get a better position. "All I know is he also had more than one partner!"

  • Daine:

    "Eeee, Polyrosy!"

  • Sakura:

    resigns to the hug. "Ah-- yeah. Two girls, last I heard. Or three. He uh, had a crew for his airship, all female, and ... Well, you know how I was with my crew, it looks to be a family trait."

  • Daine:

    "Starting higher than you - it isn't uncommon, or wasn't, to get hit on by the king of Arcadia, if you were attractive.

  • Sakura:

    snickers, "I, yeah. Anyway, yeah. Zidane's doing pretty well for himself, last I heard. Dunno if that still holds a year or two later, but... The boy's resilient, especially given his start."

  • Daine:

    "We will save him."

  • Sakura:

    "Well, I'll certainly give him the option to come with us, for sure. It's still open. He seemed pretty set on staying, but we'll see. If anything, it'll be good to have one footing out there that isn't so uh, overtly tied to us."

  • "...He'd ask me for adventuring advice all the time." Sakura sighs, pleased.

  • Daine:

    "I want to meet t great grandbabiesssss." She hasn't let go.

  • "Let him know I keep adventurers on a retainer so that on the off chance I need them I can send them to do daring things. And the rest of the time they're free to do as they like."

  • Sakura:

    "Yeah, totally."

  • Mius:

    finally speaks up, "Frankly I'm shocked he's alive at all ... And sane. He must have won the genetic lottery against a rigged system."

  • Mius adds, under his breath, "I need to understand how in the realms he survived so long, especially given Furrae's state... Hrm. On the to-do list that goes."

  • Koishe:

    hesitates, eyeing Mius from the corner of his eyes. "... Do... Do you not already know the answer?"

  • Mius:

    "I just said, I don't like inventing things."

  • Daine:

    "Hum."

  • Iris:

    just nods understandingly.

  • Mius:

    nods with Iris. Synchronized nodding.

  • Koishe:

    just seems further weirded out. He turns his attention to Sakura and Daine instead, desperate for a change of topic that makes sense. "So, uh, Arcadia... Is there anything I can do to help preparations?"

  • Sakura:

    mutters under her breath, "Forming opinions, for one thing..."

  • Koishe:

    frowns.

  • Daine:

    "How are you with foreign diplomacy?"

  • Koishe:

    blinks. "What? Uh." He freezes. "... I ... I think I do all-right? I, am uncertain if I ever had to do it before..."

  • Daine:

    grins. "Easier question. Carrying heavy things? I need to get.... Several cities built."

  • "And ports, all those airship docks and hangars...."

  • Koishe:

    eases, and gains a bit of a grin. "Now that, I can do with relative confidence. Diplomacy ... I uh, managed, but I was not ... specifically trained for such. It would be another question entirely if I was..."

  • Sakura:

    starts silently laughing to herself. "Maybe I should be the diplo--"

  • Koishe:

    "No."

  • Daine:

    "Hah! You are both welcome to sit in at court if you'd like to learn in the future, but for now...."

  • Koishe:

    nods. "That would be good."

  • Sakura:

    groans and slumps back. Lectures. Blah.

  • Daine:

    grins a bit at Sakura. "You'll like my 'if you can't make your point in under ten minutes you don't have one' policy, I think."

  • Sakura:

    remains slumped, but listening. "...Does sound a bit more appealing, yeah. Might be able to pay attention then."

  • Mius:

    , meanwhile, tries to get into a quiet discussion about grammar syntax with Iris.

  • Iris:

    indulges this cheerfully and animatedly, though at low volume.

  • Sakura:

    keeps her attention on the ceiling while remaining slumped in daine's arms. Though, she finally does try to sit up to re-retrieve her drink."You know, I'm gonna have to restock my adventuring gear if things are gonna start progressing. I don't even have decent armor or weapons. Maybe like, a good knife somewhere, but all I got is cloth..."

  • Daine:

    "I will help, I'm working on setting up a trade agreement with Asgard... Surely Loki won't mind a commission or two early, for weapons."

  • Sakura:

    gives a quiet 'huh'. "Neat. I don't know much about Asgard..."

  • Daine:

    "Warrior society."

  • Sakura:

    gives a more confident 'Ah'. She nods, "Cool. I'd love to take a look at their armor-making... places things then." She grins.

Penthouses & Dragons

drunkenspacewolf:

themindcanbite:

 

Daine’s ears prick. Big ones - dragonlike (fennec-like. It’s a family trait, those ears,) and she shifts herself to her feet. There is no heed paid to appearances. Tiran - his scent is unmistakable - will not be perturbed by an eight-and-a-quarter foot tall dragon woman, or so her casual stride suggests.

She opens the door soundlessly, and with a smile, tail wagging behind her. She has a scarf about her hips, and nothing on her chest - it’s needless anyway, she’s more reptilian today than not. “Sweetheart! Kiir Tafiiri!" Daine beams, settling back on her haunches just enough to look Tiran in the face with an inclination of her long neck. "I don’t remember the last time you came to visit!"

"You’re skinny as a twig. Have you been eating? In, in, in."

I’m utterly doomed, she doesn’t have a clue.

It’s not the best of thoughts to such a warm welcome, though it eases him a little to hear and see how pleased she is. He really should visit more, instead of the occasional phone call. 

An uneasy smile settles on his features was he wanders in, and despite being in good, safe, company he can’t help but expect the worst. “Am I? Well, kinda, yeah? I mean. I’ve been exercising a lot more recently.”  

Yeah like a ten thousand percent increase to keep sane, other than that just dandy.

"I uh…wanted to talk to you about recent events. And other things too." Tiran’s gaze was indirect, almost shameful in how he couldn’t look Daine in the eyes. This felt different than the other talks. Throat worked to swallow nothing and his hands seemed to be occupied with the buttons on his shirt or just in rubbing his arms.

With his partially hunched shoulders and slouched stature, he seemed incredibly small next to the dragon-woman, just like he felt.

Daine takes note of his posture with a cant of her head - his voice with a flick forward of her ears. She closes the door behind him, and her wagging tail drifts to a stop. She takes Tiran by the shoulders, and holds him out at arm’s reach, inspecting him carefully.

Kiiri, what happened…?” Daine’s large ears swivel backwards, and her expressive eyes narrow with concern. “Never mind other things, or beating around the bush, something is bothering you, you keep fiddling with your clothes and rubbing your arms and trying to make yourself small…”

"…What’s around your neck?" Daine tilts her head, getting a good look at the collar ‘round Tiran’s neck.

Penthouses & Dragons

drunkenspacewolf:

Tiran grimaced, a hand put over his stomach and it wasn’t due to the lack of breakfast or the elevator ride.  He paced the elevator like a caged animal, wandering the boundaries of the box as it ascended higher, just like his anxiety.

His shoulders were tight, and his posture rigid. Brows were scrunched together while teeth bit and drew in his lower lip. There was also a way his eyes never seemed to rest just like his hands, all in the way of trying to cope with unspoken fears and nervousness.

Did Daine know?

How would she react to seeing him?

Would she be furious?

Too many questions raced in his head with his pacing before he stopped and took as deep a breath he could and exhaled. This would be repeated until the top floor was reached and the doors opened. “I can do this.”

The phrase was repeated like a mantra, and finally at Daine’s door, he hesitated only for a moment before knocking. “Hey Mom? It’s me. Tiran.” As if anyone else with his tone of voice calls her ‘Mom’.  Tiran face-palmed.

"Blech." he had to wipe his face off from the moisture that was left from his hand.

Daine’s ears prick. Big ones - dragonlike (fennec-like. It’s a family trait, those ears,) and she shifts herself to her feet. There is no heed paid to appearances. Tiran - his scent is unmistakable - will not be perturbed by an eight-and-a-quarter foot tall dragon woman, or so her casual stride suggests.

She opens the door soundlessly, and with a smile, tail wagging behind her. She has a scarf about her hips, and nothing on her chest - it’s needless anyway, she’s more reptilian today than not. “Sweetheart! Kiir Tafiiri!" Daine beams, settling back on her haunches just enough to look Tiran in the face with an inclination of her long neck. "I don’t remember the last time you came to visit!"

"You’re skinny as a twig. Have you been eating? In, in, in."

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cianethedevil:

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