#thank you for the ask 😌

[elvain]

not a question from the list but omg say more about ur tolkien ideas...

shdknskdjdkd HELLO

it’s nothing too coherent??? but i wanna use morgoth’s giant hammer if i can find a way to have it still exist in the third age. would love to explore the dwarves’ actions to thingol as an existing justification of dwarf/elf animosity in “modern” middle-earth too.

i also haven’t read past silmarillion so maybe this does get dealt with BUT…. the three rings did not play enough of a role in the movies (to me at least) so i’d wanna work on that a little esp in a pre lotr fic which could provide insight into things like why the elves sailed west etc.

would LOVE to explore each son of feanor’s sort of thought process/daily routine esp in regards to the silmarils, the quest of beren and luthien, and the way they were viewed by the rest of middle earth in general during the silmarillion

my first choice is 100% gonna be a hobbit based fic for thorinbilbo where everyone lived bc 🥺 i have to actually. this is the one i’m most excited to bring older elements of the lore into ie thingol and the dwarves, morgoth’s legacy and giant hammer from his duel with one of the sons of finwe but i don’t remember which 😬 i wanna say finarfin but.

anyway yes this is the gist 😎 i just think that if morgoth’s legacy rlly did extend into even the fourth age then it could be cool to fuck around with other legacies from the first and second ages. can’t all be bad legacies that get left for the future generations right?

#asks #lotr #this was very long sorry LMAO #thank you for the ask 😌

[wishing4nuclearwinter]

Opinions on yes man 👁

OOO yeah! Honestly I think he gets “uwu cute lil robot”-ified by the fandom too much. At the same time, possibly hypocritically, he is just a fucked up funny dude to me. Something deeply wrong with him.

I don’t think about him all that much, but when I do I’m gnawing on my phone about his end slides and Courier and Benny dynamics. The whole thing of him subtly inserting his own opinions into his dialogue but being restrained by his programming? the FRUSTRATION of that? HIM LITERALLY REPROGRAMMING HIMSELF TO GAIN SOME SEMBLANCE OF FREE WILL???

And the possible impact of whether or not he feels respected as his own entity by the Courier…

Overall, he’s creepy, I don’t trust him at all, and siding with him makes my skin crawl. I love him so much

#enjoy my wonky phone doodle of him sjfjs #i feel like even if he is respected by the courier his entire existence as THE literal yes man lends itself to him being increasingly #power hungry once he’s ‘upgraded’ himself yk #also i can’t shake the feeling that there is something ethically wrong with his creation and existence #thank you for the ask 😌 #wishing4asks

[aro-oak]

Hello hi fellow podcast enjoyer! What are your favourite podcasts atm? Do you have any recommendations? Hope you’re having a good day!

Hello friend!! Recently I've been listening to We Fix Space Junk and that's been a fun light listen. My all time favorite is still Wolf 359 and I did finish another relisten of it last week.

As for ones that are currently updating that I've been listening to when a new ep comes out, Hello From The Hallowoods and Mnemosyne are really really good. (I learned about Mnemosyne bc one of the creators was in the tma fandom on tiktok when tma was still being released and he's really cool)

I'll probably finish We Fix Space Junk later today and then switch back to binging TAZ Ethersea. It was really good but I needed to switch it up and listen to something scripted instead of ttrpg for a bit.

I did get a hugeeeee list of mostly queer scifi recs recently though:

In Transit

EOS 10

Moonbase Theta, Out

Burst

Midnight Burger

Spaceships

Girl in Space

This Planet Needs a Name

Second Star To the Left

Pasithea Powder

Khôra Podcast

Erraticus

InCo

StarTripper!!

We Fix Space Junk

I know next to nothing about all of these except We Fix Space Junk, but if you're looking for scifi they could be good!!

#of course im still very much a fan of tma #i am eagerly awaiting the return on wtnv #one of my irl friends let me know that her cousin got her to start tma #and she really really likes it #so i might delve back into tma soon #my day has been weird but!!! insurance approved T so hopefully ill be able to start this week which is really exciting!!! #thank you for the ask 😌

[deaconsleatherpants]

Hello! Hope all is well. Can you please do questions 16 and 19 for the fic question thingie? Love ur writing as always ❤️

@cant-eat-chips

16. Do you research for your fics? If so, how deep of a rabbit hole have you gone down by accident when researching?

Depends on the fic, honestly - but usually yes! even if it's something as small as rewatching a scene to make sure I'm remembering a detail correctly 😭 More recently I've been looking into the various sun god mythologies across the world, to help with building Rapu lore 🥲 there is also one fic I plan to write soon - about Deacon's human life - that'll probably involve some significant research about the time period and the historical themes in 1800s Romania 👀 I've always loved history, so I'm looking forward to that!

19. Do you edit your fics after you write them, or do you prefer to just hit post and run (because it’s someone else’s problem now)?

tbh I really just edit as I go 😅 for the most part once I finish writing a fic I'll just read it over once for any typos or plot inconsistencies and then post!

#sorry this took so long! things have been busy 🥲 #thank you for the ask 😌

[miss-celestial-being]

clean your room please

ok i got it mostly clean, now im gonna go to bed

#thank you for the ask 😌 #boredbeesask #ememem #em&ems

[wishbonemotel]

Running in with mmm ... 12! Just kidding, I know the answer to that one 🤭 Can we have 15 cause I wanna hear about them, 26 and 58?

sjsjfjs LISTEN—

but seriously, answers be upon ye

15: Have any pets?

I’ve got four living with me at the moment!

Sloane is my service dog and best friend. Black lab, very smart but clumsy with zero spatial awareness. Big sweetheart, loves people and animals, is happy to be alive

Scarlet is the grey cat I’ve had since i was in elementary school. LOVES people and purrs when someone is simply near her. Very dense, both in the head and also she’s just clumsy and built like a fucking brick

Naomi is my siamese. Temperamental (aka a bit of a bitch) but has Chosen me as her person. Very very stubborn. After forcing me to stop drawing to hold her like a baby, she is now proudly purring in my lap

Anddd my mother’s dog Teddy. He’s very needy. Generally a menace, but also the most pathetic creature. 15 trembling pounds of anger and fear and desire for cuddles

26: What are you craving right now?

To go lay down lmao. But also I would kill a man for an egg and cheese mcgriddle

58: Favourite weather?

hmmm depends on the whims of my poor temperature regulation at a given moment, but 55-65 degrees fahrenheit and partly cloudy with a light breeze tends to be my happy spot

#thank you for the ask 😌

[glassand-grass]

What's your favorite ice cream flavor and favorite flower?

Ben and Jerry’s cherry and chocolate chip is definitely my favourite icecream annnnd cheesy but roses are my favourite flower because I’m cheesy 😌

#my asks #thank you for the ask 😌

[oh-biwan]

mahStah I am so hungry.

#obikin #oh.asks #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #not so confident now are we Obi-Wan? good luck fighting off this red flag of a padawan. he's yours no refunds :)) #Hello there Padawan mine‚ thank you for the ask 😌. -knowing Master

[willowser]

you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹

as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.

he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.

almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.

you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.

it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.

— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —

the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.

you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.

the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.

a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.

you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.

bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.

"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"

things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.

"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.

you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.

the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.

"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"

but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.

if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.

regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.

"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."

all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.

he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.

curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.

they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.

"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"

bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.

you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.

beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.

you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.

your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.

suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.

bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.

"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.

it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.

and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.

#anon dear friend i am so happy you have enjoyed it !!! and that it has comforted you in some way !! #i am wrapping you up in a big hug and so is our bratty lil dragon🥹 #this message was just so cute and i wanted to write more for you !!! #this is all for you my peach my plum 😌 thank you for being here and reading my silly things !! giving me a reason to share them !!! #how fuuuuunnnn i am enjoying him way too much LOL #he's a brat !! a biter !!! he does what he wants !!! #god this is going to become a thing on here isn't it LOL might as well start a tag because i have much more to say !! #the lil world-building i have done for this in my mind...you have no i dea LOL #thank you again dearest !! #he he he he said THIS IS MINE 😊 #and by this he means YOU 👀 #๑ remember me love: bakugou ๑ #✿ willow writes #✿ ask willow #✿ thoughts: bakugou

[emry-stars-art]

OHHH in celebration of your beautiful stickers, some (royal AU 👀) Kateaaron #3? 💕💕

King Aaron Michael remains unable to beat the simp allegations. I for one will not be blaming him

Requests are open until the end of Dec ‘23 💕

#my beautiful stickers? 🥹 #thank you so much #of course we can do royal kateaaron hehe #still thinking about Aaron in general and the ‘this is my WIFE’ bit #he’s so proud of her #at least he is in my head 😂 #onto the equivalent andreil request 😌 #fan art #my art #aftg #all for the game #asks #royal au #mistletoe ask #requests #aaron minyard #katelyn mackenzie #kateaaron #digital #chibi

[shuploc]

WAIT, is it true we're getting more miguel art? Don't get me wrong, I love Astarion, but my atsv fixation is coming back hard and it would just be so perfect! <33 Thanks for all the work you do!

Well, short answer is yes! It's a little silly actually, but to you guys it seems like I just randomly stopped drawing him and moved on, but I've actually been working on multiple Miguel drawings since like, October, for different zines. Those pieces will eventually get posted too, but it'll be a while, ngl.

But yes, ya'll will get a completely different Miggy thing soon, hopefully in time for Christmas! 😊 I'm SO glad you like my Astarion stuff too, thank you so much for the kind words!

#I'm working on so many things currently' it's crazy #(ngl' I've been so busy with deadlines I have not had time to get into the xmas spirit AT ALL lmao) #but anyways' more miggy stuff soon! #he's smiling in this one too 😌 #and hey' psssst' come here real quick #I know this is such a crazy thing to ask/put in the tags #but to the 4 of you reading this: should he be covered in blood or not? alright' thanks :) #happy holidays! and thank you once again for the ask!

[shirefantasies]

Hey, babes!

Honestly I have brain rot for the idea of the ‘woman of the group does sexy dance to help mission’ trope and like LOTR boys. I also have brain rot for them hearing her sing ‘I Wanna Make Love To You’ by Etta James.

Anyway can I request the elves reactions to reader do a sexy burlesque/strip style dance? Like they in the audience and how they’d react.

By elves I mean: Elrond, Lindir, Thranduil, Legolas, Haldir and Arwen

OK I’M YELLING (I went ahead n threw our girl Galadriel in there cuz gotta catch em all right? 😁) there’s not really a mission lol but hope this does it justice! My latest D&D session the other night ended with burlesque performance so this feels like the perfect time to post this hehe

The Elves Reacting to F!Reader’s Burlesque Performance

Warnings: suggestive obviously 😆

Thranduil

Sure, he knew you’d all but been dared to set foot upon the stage, but something in your resolute expression and the long robe you wore had Thranduil’s eyebrows raising. Nary did he expect the way your hand shot out, grabbing the pole the moment the lights dimmed, or the way your robe dropped, revealing the lowest-cut, highest-slit dress he’d ever seen you in. Breath hitching, he watched as a long wave of fabric draped between your gorgeous legs, which wrapped around the pole as you climbed it. Eyes darkening as you spun, he could hardly help imagining what, or whom, else they could wind around so, and if he would ever be so blessed to see the confident air overtaking you again…

Legolas

Frowning, Legolas disappeared further into the gathering crowd. Gimli was the one who’d dared him to attend the show, telling him he was sure no pointy-ear could handle it. How could it be so, simply a performance? The crowd looked far too eager for you to be putting them into any sort of- oh. You emerged onto the stage, forearms and down covered with feathers like the wings of a great bird. Your legs were almost entirely bare, skirt minimal and bodice little more than a corset. Twirling and pirouetting into poses the woodland prince could only describe as suggestive, you beamed innocently at the crowd and hid behind your feathers, lashes fluttering. Another performer emerged behind you, hands on your waist and fingers deftly loosening your corset… Gripping the arms of his seat tighter, Legolas leaned in, a yearning in his own fingers readily accepting his friend’s latest challenge.

Haldir

A dancer you were. That was a known fact whispered among those familiar with you, often calling you something of a knife-dancer. Curiosity got the better of Haldir when scandal colored whispers of your performance right outside the woods. Was it dangerous, perhaps? Pride flowed into the little smile of anticipation he wore as fast-paced music filled the room and flames were snuffed, leading you to slide gracefully into the dim. Crouching, you crawled to the edge of the stage with a bloodthirsty grin that sent shivers down Haldir’s spine. Flicks of your wrists revealed your famed blades, which you twirled, tossed, and dragged gently along the length of your tongue. Brows raising, he found himself leaning forward with new interest. What sort of dance was- Coherent thought ceased immediately when you tossed your blades, caught them, and began slicing away at purposefully shoddy seams upon your outfit, revealing more and more until the elf was on the edge of his seat…

Galadriel

Hearing of a new form of entertainment served only to pique Galadriel’s curiosity and draw her from her frequent solitude. After all, if it was making her people happy… She did not expect to see a lone performer upon a platform, elaborately feathered fans covering most of her figure, but there you were. Clad all in white, at least from what she could see near your feet, you slowly closed the fans. The long swaths of fabric that hung near the ground begun only at your hips, the expanse of your legs utterly bare as you extended them, moving gracefully across the stage as your fans accentuated every curve and undulation of your body. Jerking, you rotated, hips swiveling as you happened to face the Lady of Lórien, and watching you through her lashes Galadriel felt a devilish smile rise to her lips. She saw exactly why there had been such a buzz…

Lindir

There had been talk of you giving a performance of some kind, but all Lindir had been able to retrieve on the subject was that he should quite like to be in the audience, so with a light heart he shuffled into the crowd, pleased to be quite close to the stage set up for you. Perhaps you’d learned a new instrument under his nose and wishes to surprise him with a performance! Perhaps- You slunk to the center clad in, oh dear, quite a sheer skirt. Feeling a rush of heat to his face, he tried to focus upon the swell of music, largely successful until you ripped your top off, hips swinging lower as your layers thinned and thinned… You froze momentarily, wearing little more than your corset, and made direct eye contact with Lindir, whose eyes widened and body felt quite faint. Slowly, deliberately, you took up your dance once more, grinning at him as you began unlacing the back of your garment. His hands shot up, half-covering his face, but he couldn’t help himself peeking again and again.

Elrond

Housing a troupe of performers was certainly an unusual set of circumstances, but not in the slightest beyond the reach of the great homely house. Indeed, at encouragement from Lindir to let music fill his halls, Elrond acquiesced to a performance, unknowing of the so-called ‘dancers’ who would emerge after the exuberant wind section. In fact, it wasn’t until they called you out that Elrond’s eyes widened, brows expressive as ever as they flexed in great shock. You were lowered down on ropes, sitting with your legs largely bared and swinging. Garments- quite the loose term- of drapery covered the rest of your form, but as you leaned back in your swing, you began twisting, swiveling, removing one veil after another… Elrond found himself looking this way and that, but his eyes could never leave you for long. Feeling his gaze darken and his hands flex, he wondered what he had gotten himself into…

Arwen

How scandalous could it be? Many a friend or even a family member or two had rolled eyes and whispered harshly about your performances, but Arwen was not afraid. No matter what it was said to be, she would experience it for it to be so in her mind. Thus she found herself in the audience of the very subject of contempt, the somewhat smaller ratio of maids to men not lost upon her. A great fount was all Arwen could see at the center of it all, at least until one bare leg slowly arched from its edge. Blinking, Arwen watched as it was followed by another, each of them kicking some water onto the crowd before your hands gripped the other side, flipping over to render most of your body visible. Hanging from the sides, you swiveled your hips, head innocently rested upon your folded arms as if your…ahem…rear end were not moving so. Sitting up, you let go, dropping back into the water with a splash before emerging again and grinningly tossing water on more patrons. Arwen found herself mirroring your expression, following your every motion with interest and a strange sense of elation.

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[chooh2]

@cybersteal (in reference to this post)

This is kind of an off day for them this doesn't normally happen 🔥

#cyberpunk 2077 #songbird #song so mi #nonbinary v #oc: Devan #otp: Syzygy #ask #tumblr ATE the ask when i tried putting it in drafts so i hafta answer this way 🤦 #srry it took a while!! remembered that smolder also means to burn- saw this scene in my head and had to see it thru akjsdhfakjdfh #and THANK YOU for the ask 😌 devan may not quite have thee flynn rider smolder but they sure got the spirit! #keeping the computer screen blank also felt weird so now so mi's shoppin cat sweaters :)

[liyazaki]

make me choose: porsche AND kinn

APO NATTAWIN as Porsche Pachara

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #mileapo #kinn x porsche #kp edit #he's beauty- he's (dis)grace- he's never not serving face #before anyone yells at me- y'all didn't have to send identical asks but you DID & that's on you 😌 #THANK YOU ama for the adjective brainstorming! #apo nattawin #mile phakphum #tonanons #userjap #usernuria #uservik #tosnimeat #vishingwell #kinnporschesource #asiandramanet #asianlgbtqdramas #kinnporsche*

[marimayscarlett]

90s Richard!!!!!

Hi 👋

Oh, 90's Richard. He was so versatile, wasn't he? We had the chance to witness some almost unfiltered and unaltered Richard with brown hair, some blond Richard (still a tiny weakness of mine), hippy dreadlocks Richard, silver god Richard (one of many style-peaks in his entire existence), Richard with slightly longer hair, funky & shiny stage outfits...even in dresses! An endless list of different styles of a young man, trying out different things and in search for his own unique style 🤍

#i could go on and on #rammstein #richard kruspe #ask #with his brown hair sad eyes and earring he was such boyfriend™ material #thank you for this short yet thought enducing ask 😌

[happi-tree]

BOSS KICKS?? :0

Boss Kicks!!! Here he is in a larger format hehe ☁️ 🕰💛⚽️

#my silly little 2040s soccer teen born in 1912. my son <333 #skdbfkahdfkhfs i was thinking of making a separate post of him but i'm not??? 100% sure i liked how it turned out??? #but it gets the concept across and for an icon ig that's all that really matters 😌😌😌 #anyway. my pissfoot gumtoucher... my foot king... my protective paladin... my fucked up time kid... my asian baby... #you get it. the list goes on #thanks for the ask larkons!!! #asks #cute-as-buttons #dndads #happi doodles