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[tj-dragonblade]

I SEE YOU HAVE A TAKE ON MER HOB MAY I HEAR ABOUT MER HOB

YOU ABSOLUTELY MAY, even if it took me longer to respond than intended, oops. But! Mer-Hob is slowly turning into a different fic than originally imagined last year. Which is fine, and good, because what I'd originally imagined just wasn't working. I think I can confidently place him back on the wip list now with a better idea of the shape he'll have moving forward. And for you, thank you for your patience, here is their freshly-drafted first kiss scene:

"Dream?"

Dream glances to where Hob sits beside him, tail fin drifting idly in the water near Dream's bare feet. Dream had brought chocolate, again; the delight Hob had displayed the first two times was something he wanted to see again, and again, and again. He wanted to find every way possible to bring joy to Hob, to make that warm smile light up, to bring his laughter bubbling forth.

The chocolate has been finished, though, and Hob sounds…tentative; Dream's brow creases. "Yes?"

"I've got a question for you. Or. Well. Not so much a question, as something I'd like to tell you." He's tilted his head slightly, is toying with the lowest spine of his ear-fin. "It's. It's—I've been trying to tell you, like I would another mer, but I don't think you get it. And why would you, culturally, you've got no way to know if I don't explain it first right? So I thought, maybe I should just. Try it the human way?"

Dream is perplexed, not sure he entirely follows what Hob is trying to say, but then Hob is leaning closer, leaning in, as if he means to—

His lips touch Dream's, and Dream's heart stops as his brain catches up. Hob. Is kissing him—

Except it's not exactly a kiss, has none of the common elements aside from two pairs of lips in contact; Hob is very still, holding that touch for another instant, and then he pulls back.

Dream's heart thuds in his chest, tripping faster; he can feel how wide his eyes are and how his mouth has fallen slightly open, but all he can see is the hopeful uncertainty in the warm depthless brown of Hob's eyes.

"I'm sorry if I didn't do it right. But a kiss is how you say you like someone, right?"

"I. Yes." Dream is drowning in the instant-replay inside his own brain. Hob. Had kissed him. Hob had kissed him. Hob had kissed him—

"Well. I like you. And I think maybe…maybe you might um. Like me too?"

Dream manages a nod. "Mmhm." His heart is racing.

"Well!" Hob looks delighted if still nervous, and his tail flicks up in the water with a splash. "That's good, then! Brilliant! Okay!" He smiles, all warmth and happy energy. "Okay."

"Merfolk do not kiss, then?" Dream is slowly processing, still catching up, still circling helplessly around the bright spot of Hob kissed me, Hob LIKES me.

"Not many, nope. And I've never. But I've seen enough humans and human stuff to get the idea. Did I do it right?"

"Right enough. However." Boldness surges up in Dream, riding the bubbling tide of joy curling higher within his chest. "Can I. May I show you, what observation alone does not perhaps convey?"

"Of course," Hob says, curiosity in the tilt of his eyebrows, and Dream leans in.

It's soft, sweet; he fits his lips gently to Hob's and presses, brushes them together and apart and together again, aching with the fulfillment of this long-held wish. He is kissing. Hob. And Hob is kissing back, tentatively matching the movement of Dream's mouth on his, and Dream is dizzy with it. His hands yearn to hold, to touch; he brings one up and lets his fingertips flutter lightly to rest on Hob's cheek, away from the delicate spread of his ear-fin, away from the curve of his neck where his gills are tightly sealed. And when Hob reaches carefully to touch him in kind, Dream's heart soars.

A long moment passes before he ends the kiss at last; he draws back just enough to see, to watch Hob's eyes blink slowly open.

"Oh," Hob breathes, voice full of softness and wonder, and his beautiful eyes shine warm with the same.

~ Mer-Hob wip tag for the other recent chunk and some older little bits that may just wind up orphaned

#askmemes #TJs Writing #Sandman #Dreamling #wip: merhob #merfolk

[jamesxdarmody]

If you had to turn five people into superheroes, who would it be and why?

Ermano - Daredevil

David - Hawkeye

because trash babies and they don't like the spotlight but have very down to earth dry sense of responsability and humor ...and are just hurt 90% of the time

Mayra - The Wasp : petite and quick thinker , adorable but knows how to set boundaries, just wants to help

Nicki - Black Canary or Cat woman , boss girl , you just say yes and do a robbery then pick up the pieces afterwards with care and love

and last one, man most are more anti-heros than heroes.

Orion - Green Lantern ... cause I think he has that mind power to be one

#askmemes

[frankxausting]

Are you and Harry in an open marriage? What's going on?

No , we're not in an open marriage. Is there something going on I should know about ?

#askmemes

[dreaxbrandon]

Favorite memory as a firefighter?

So at my second fire house, the Captain always wanted us to do our meals as a family. My favorite memory is how we spent thanksgiving together the first year I was there. Everyone helped, and for a solid 10 minutes I was really thankful to have met those people ... then of course the bell rang but..yeah ... that's when I experience for the first time what it meant to belong to a firehouse and have that fellowship. Also first and only time I made gravy.

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[graveseer-young]

You have to kill one person in Redwood. It can't be yourself. Who would it be?

Vi

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[shadows-of-almsivi]

1!

1: Gloves

There are some small things that just can’t be replaced, little trivial luxuries but nonetheless missed all the same. Some long-dead vintner’s special reserve, or a particular type of pipe tobacco fallen out of fashion, things such as these.

Take these gloves, for example. Rather good riding gloves, I must say. Here, touch for yourself if you wish, the leather is genuine Bosmeri oil-tan. Tough enough for stern-gripped riding, thin enough to pluck up a coin and feel the ridges of Tiber Septim's face. Soft suede kidskin, I think that these will become a favourite pair, in time.

They’re very like another pair of gloves I had once, when I was young. The animal those had been made from has since been rendered extinct, to the best of my knowledge; the grubs of the Grazelands burrowing woolmoth. Pale and supple as eggshell membrane, those gloves, just to the creamy side of white, absolutely paper-thin. An impractical shade for travel, perhaps, but I could never abide by strict utility alone, especially then. And they matched my Order robes quite nicely.

Such a shame… I do hope my sister took them, once I was gone. I’d hate to think they’d simply rotted away in some storage chest.

These gloves are, of course, but common goatskin, not quite so thin or divinely soft, but still… They do make my hands look rather graceful and elegant, don’t you think?

And it spares my hands from rider’s calluses, besides. I suppose that’s the main thing.

#anonymous #askmemes #askmeme #ooh fashion #I am physically restraining myself from launching off on an entire page just about Grazelands burrowing woolmoths #up there with Vvardenfell's lesser or pebble landcrabs in terms of Extensively Planned Tamriel Fauna That Only Exists In My Head #Morry is such an unpredictable muse #sometimes it's long minifics #sometimes it's “look at what I found at the market I look amazing”

[ritasaysrelax]

méme week!

Go on then...

Accepting all the latest memes: https://redwoodhollowreview.tumblr.com/tagged/meme%20week

Click the name link to the ask box OR you should be able to hover over the @ and click to get right into sending an ask <3

Rita - @ritasaysrelax

Travis - @but-theylovehim

Anastasia - @itsme-anastasia

Lucius - @iceice-best

Myra - @magnificentmyra

Lorelai - @queencfharts

Lilo - @imsorryibityoux

Flash - @flash-hundredyarddash

Hans - @hans-omedevil

#memeweek #askmemes #askmeme

[liamxbryne]

What's your biggest regret?

I try to not dwell in regrets or remorses. There are choices and consequences and you move on with the teachings of both.

But to give a regret, I suppose not enjoying time with my parents more.

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[soulshards]

malachite: has your muse ever done anything that they winded up feeling incredibly guilty for in the end?

Another Nanako answer as I've already spoken about Miahka's guilt.

Nanako holds a very curious view that, everyone is deserving of help - a gentle and soothing hand if they are injured, to nurse them back to health. Part of this is in hopes it inspires others to do good, to be good. But that's not always the case.

Having grown up in a Garlean occupied Doma, she kept her magic abilities fairly under wraps at the behest of her grandmother, thinking the girl would be swept up into the Conscripted army if she proved to be remotely useful.

However, when venturing in and out of the city to nearing villages as a teen - she found a wounded Garlean in need of aid, and provided it.

She feels incredibly guilty about this for two reasons, the first being that she went against her guardians wishes and put them both at risk. The second being that, despite the help she gave the man, he went on to commit acts of war anyways. She felt guilty, thinking she could have done more, said more... or just not helped him at all.

Thank you for the ask, Chains! <3

[tj-dragonblade]

popping my head in to ask about Mer Hob 👀 from the WIP title ask game

Finally popping my head back up to answer, my apologies for the wait! Mer-Hob came out of server conversations about mer-Dreamling fish assignments and aquatic mating displays, but he kind of fizzled out with the scene I tried to write. Dusting him off for this, though, I think I can breathe the spark back into it. Take it past where I meant to before, so it will have a more satisfactory conclusion. I have scrapped the lackluster 'how did they meet' that was stalling me out and given them new backstory and now I'm unsure how exactly I want to structure this. Start where I've started and then jump back to the meeting, then bring them back to the present? Make the backstory a separate fic? Rearrange the whole thing chronologically, which would require a lot of rework and shortening of the current opening bit? IDK but I'll figure it out. In the meantime, here is a chunky chunk of drafting for their meet-cute (sfw but cut for length):

Dream is not surprised to find a waterline-level cave out on the rock formation in the bay, on the side not visible from shore. Nor is he overly surprised to find someone stretched out in the handsbreadth of water covering the floor with their eyes closed, as the morning light fills the first several feet of the cave brightly in a way that is conducive to sunbathing.

The fact that the sunbather has a bright orange tail with brilliant yellow fins and blue-black leopard-like spots is rather less expected, however, and Dream gasps his surprise.

The sound startles the man—the merman—surely not?—who sits bolt upright, eyes wide and panicking as he locks gazes with Dream not an arm's length away.

Dream's heart skips a beat. He's beautiful—

"Oh, fuck!" The merman—there is no other explanation, no mistaking the flurry of fins and scales as he moves—the merman twists and flops and dives past Dream, a less-than-graceful plunge off the rock and into the sea and then he is gone.

"Wait!" Dream cries, to the bright flick of yellow vanishing into the depths, but of course it is no use.

He could swim back to the boat, could don his diving gear and follow—but no. The merman is already gone, and will be more so by the time Dream could be equipped to give chase.

He swallows back his disappointment, his disbelief, and tells himself resolutely that he surely imagined the entire thing.

But he did not imagine it, he knows this; the knowledge lodges in his mind, burrows down into his consciousness and curls around his common sense, stokes his curiosity.

He saw a merman.

Merpeople do not exist.

But he saw one.

He returns the next day, hoping perhaps to repeat the discovery, but he is the only visitor to the cave in the hours that he spends there. When the tide has gone out and come back in, high enough once more to cover the floor of the cave, when he has spent all day waiting with nothing to show for it, he admits defeat and swims back to his boat.

He returns again, and again, later each day with the drift of the tide, diving to explore beneath the surface when the cave remains empty. He finds nothing of note, nothing to hint at the existence of merfolk, nothing at all out of the ordinary; by day six, he is trying to convince himself to make peace with the likelihood that he will never find any trace of the merman he knows he had seen.

On day seven, the merman is back, sunbathing at the front of the cave again.

Only this time, he has human legs, is wearing swim trunks, is sitting further away from where Dream is treading water, stunned.

"…Hello," Dream manages.

"Hi," the man says, warmly polite. He is cross-legged with his knees drawn up and his arms wrapped around them, one hand holding the other wrist; he is meant to look casual and relaxed, Dream is certain, but the tension and the nervousness coming off of him are palpable.

He is still beautiful.

"You're. I saw you here, before?" His thoughts are still trying to catch up; he hoists himself into the cave, doesn't move closer.

The man's shoulders drop a tiny fraction. "Yeah, yep! Startled me good, you did!" He chuckles lightly, a carefree and casual sound; the fingers of his dangling hand wriggle, a nervous and distracted sort of gesture that draws Dream's attention to the profusion of hair on his bare legs, and arms, and what Dream can see of his chest.

"You had a. A tail, last time," Dream says, somewhat awkwardly, tearing his gaze from the sprinkling of hair on the man's bare toes.

"Oh, that, yes!" The man grins, bright and disarming. "I'm a mermaid performer, with the, ah, the local carnival."

Dream is convinced this is a lie even as the logical part of his brain points out that this explanation makes far more sense than believing in merfolk. He knows what he saw, the flexing of muscle and the fanning of fins, the bending and twisting that did not match up to the way that human legs would move in that configuration. The merman speaks with casual confidence, but the tension in his frame and the nervous fidget of his clasped hand are easy to read.

"…No, I don't think you are," Dream says, and the man's bright smile dips before returning to full wattage.

"Calling me a liar, are you?" He laughs, a light and enchanting sound that Dream immediately wants to hear more of. "Merfolk, they don't actually exist, I'll have you know."

~ The wip tag has a tiiiny bit more of this one, also.

#TJs Writing #askmemes #Sandman #Dreamling #wip: merhob #merfolk

[jamesxdarmody]

What book has been the most influential in your life?

The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain

Yes Viv, I know how to read

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[frankxausting]

Favorite patient(s)?

As a doctor, those who recover and not come back.

On a personal note, current patients , Nicki , but I'm bias.

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[consultthemuses]

Send me a “🦇” if you like my blog or if you’re secretly a vampire simply on Tumblr to watch mortals with amusement.

#ask meme #memes #ask box #askmemes #queue

[dreaxbrandon]

What is something you're learning to love about yourself? What's something you're learning to appreciate in others? (if you have an example of a specific person please share!)

You know , I am learning to love that it's okay to not love you entirely and hate parts of yourself for good reason.

I learn to appreciate the trauma dumping of other people , gives you a real inside into who they are. Last I have in mind is Fleet.

#askmemes

[letsjam-art]

Tequila Sunrise, Blue Hawaii, and Mojito for Jam-V please :D

𝗺𝗼𝗷𝗶𝘁𝗼 〜 does your oc have any tattoos and/or piercings? if so, what are they? if not, do they want any?

i dont draw her with any primarily due to laziness and it would be too much to remember to put on given i forget to draw her with clothes 80% of the time in my notes. but in my mind i do like some of the tattoos from the game but like only parts of them. i like this part of a body tattoo from the game

but only this part and itd probably be on her upper back/lower back. or this one i like but only the back/shoulder parts of this body tattoo i do not like the blackout chunks from the front of this one

itd be one or the other in this case. ive contemplated my v getting a type of tattoo that interconnects/plays with scars on the body in a more story related way but i can't quite think of what she would chose to do with that yet, if at all. piercing wise probably not, maybe a brow piercing.

𝘁𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲 〜 what kind of hobbies does your oc enjoy? is there anything they’ve always wanted to do but never had the time/resources to try?

the more mundane things ive not thought about alot tbh. growing up in heywood and also me taking a smthn from the dlc files ive seen so far i think shed enjoy casual sports/street sports like basketball or soccer or smthn else. given a line v can say to takemura about hopping across buildings maybe even parkour in a not merc work focused way. as for something shed want to do but never had the time probably playing an instrument which like thats fun material for her n johnny but maybe seeing street players there was always a background 'oh i wish'/'that seems cool' but life in nc and all that entails isnt much conducive to that. maybe more wanting to play or sing stuff for/with judy too. and dancing maybe. not necesarrily like club dancing but cheesy old school like ballroom/partner dancing.

𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗶𝗶 〜 does your oc speak any other language(s)? if they didn’t learn to speak the language(s) when they were growing up, when and why did they learn it?

i think the game kinda mishandled/misunderstood how multilingual a southern central californian city would be in the year 2077 and maybe thats a consequence of the game being made in poland, but like anyone who grows up there if they werent fully bilingual in spanish/english would at least be passibly conversible in either language. translation sofware aside. so i imagine my v would be, even if its a case of understanding more than one can speak, or able to hold conversations with storeowners but not necesarrily have a philosophical convo w/ someone in the 2nd language. id imagine people growing up there would know/understand beyond just hello/thank you stuff from japanese or even mandarin given city wide announcements happen in game in those languages.

ty for the ask!!!! 💖

#setaflow #ask #asks #answered #my v #askmemes #jam-v.... i need to just settle on a name i have like 4 but i cant choose lmao #ty for the ask!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #and ty for listening to my oc rambles and messages

[graveseer-young]

Who's your soulmate ?

Beth, for many reasons I don't really want to talk about

#askmemes