#thank you for your questions

[taneysha-pictures]

RANDOM ASK ATTACK. TELL ME ONE SECRET ABOUT YOUR TAV/DURGE. ALSO. If they could ask for one gift, what would it be?

Oh! I love this kind of thing! Few people ask me about my Tav - Lyra. I will be glad to tell you. As you might guess, Lyra is a tiefling. And she really likes it when her tail is touched/pulled weakly. She also often hangs upside down on her tail from tree branches like a possum (although she still holds onto a branch with her feet). I have a desire to sketch it. About a gift. She would really like a spray that repels incubi. She is afraid of Haarlep, but does not talk about it (*whispers* this can also be considered a secret). She would have been pleased with such a gift. Thanks for your questions! I will be glad to answer similar questions in the future.

[front-facing-pokemon]

what if i bit you

then i would say owie! oof! ouch! yeow! that smarts! and then my health bar would drain a little bit and it would become my turn

also, thanks for this fun progression of asks:

[tina-aumont]

It was 10 years ago today... 🥳

Ten years ago today I started this tumblr to show my love and respect towards Tina Aumont, she didn't have any website, and I decided to make this tumblr to celebrate her life and success, but also to celebrate her flaws...

Tina Aumont didn't have an easy life, but she was really special and a real free soul and that was the side of her that I wanted to explore here.

Over the years I've been collecting tones of magazines which I'm sharing, I've watched almost all of her films and I'm making screencaps, and now this blog is not only foccused on her but also on her beautiful family.

Over these 10 years I've met lots of people and this site has grown a lot, creating a beautiful community for Tina fans and lovers. Now I'm including her always beautiful mum, her aunties, counsins... and who knows what will come next.

One thing is certain, you are helping me a lot and I really appreciate it because Tina was love, and I try to give you all love Tina had.

I wish Tina somehow could knew about this site, but also all the meaning, all the love and inspiration she is still today.

Tina, we love you and we miss you, we would like to make you know that you are loved and we wish you could have stayed with us a little longer, but now you are with your mum, aunties, uncles, your ancestors and your babies, all together shining in the sky.

Thank you for coming down to Earth to say hi, now it's our turn to send you kisses in the sky and a great hug, we love you!!

Eleni xoxoxo

[pharawee]

i have some questions and i hope you don't take offense, i'm just genuinely curious. is it scary having prosopagnosia, like not being able to recognize your family? do you just see their faces as complete strangers? also are you able to recognize celebrities for who they are or do you rely on something (like tags on tumblr or their voices in shows, etc) to be able to put names to faces? i remember with color rush, the kid could only remember his best friend by his hairstyle and then when his friend got a haircut, he wasn't able to recognize him. is that something you experience, too?

Hi, anon, I don't mind at all! Thank you for your questions. 💜 I'll try and answer them all but my experience with prosopagnosia might not be universal. It's more of a spectrum with some people simply having trouble remembering faces to cases even more severe than what I'm experiencing. If you're curious, the late (and absolutely wonderful) Oliver Sacks talks about it in this short video. He was a neurologist and psychiatrist and also had prosopagnosia.

That being said, I don't think prosopagnosia is scary at all. I've always had it (though there is a version of it that is acquired later in life through trauma and brain damage - that must be incredibly scary) and it's a part of me. Tbh I just always assumed everyone was like me and I was just especially bad at socialising - like there was some secret people refused to share with me. Much later I was in therapy for something unrelated and it came up. Luckily my therapist was a neurologist so she diagnosed me.

It's more... isolating and a bit embarassing. It wasn't so bad when I was younger because you pretty much stick with the same crowd in and outside of school anyway, so you learn how to tell them apart by their clothes and voices and where they sit, what number their sports jersey is etc. It's only ever really bad when unexpected things happen - like someone changing their hair or completely changing the way they look. Or when I meet people where I don't expect them to. I then no longer recognise them and that can lead to some awkwardness (like in the scene you described from Color Rush).

I remember that I once talked to a person who I thought was my dad for a whole few minutes until my actual dad showed up. I about died when I realised (so did the other person lmao).

It only ever became isolating when I went to uni and met lots of new people. I mostly met everyone once, got along just fine and then the next week (or out and about on campus) I no longer recognised them. I didn't make a lot of friends at uni. 🤣

But no, I don't think of family and friends as strangers just because I don't see their faces. Faces aren't really a part of my thought process. You'd probably have trouble telling apart your loved ones by their ankles or wrists but you wouldn't consider them a stranger because of it. Does that make sense?

As for favourite celebrities, it's a mix of voices and features that stand out. Pictures are really bad because then they're not moving and talking and that's such a huge part of what makes someone uniquely beautiful. I often have to ask @cytharat to help me out (and she's wonderfully patient and understanding). Maybe that's why I like making gifs so much?

Also, I like interesting faces and facial features that stand out: noses, moles, scars, asymmetry - things that aren't considered classically beautiful are incredibly beautiful to me because I can actually "see" them.

If all else fails I just compare ears because ears are actually a lot like like fingerprints. 🤣

[malarkgirlypop]

Helloooo! How are ya doing?

I was just reading your newest chapter of the MEDIC! fic and now i'm wondering: how are things in the present?

I mean, Emily simply vanished to the past never to be seen again, what is happening with her friends? Colleagues, family? Someone would notice... idk, just got really really reaaaally curious about it xD

I hope you're having a wonderful time! Thanks for writing so many good stuff, you are lovely and i absolutely adore ur story! 💕💕💕💕

Hello!

Thank you so much for all your support and love, it really means the world to me! I am always so happy when I see you have commented on my post! You are so sweet and kind, it really makes my day to hear from you!

So about Emily I have actually done a little bit of a backstory on her, it might help?

Was born in Boston Massachusetts to her Mother Melissa Lane, her father was not in the picture. Raised in a loving home with her Mother and Grandmother Kimberly (Nanny Kim). Had a good childhood when she was little. Had friends and was surrounded by love. When she was 14 her Mother was diagnosed with stage two breast cancer. Melissa went through all of the treatment and the outcome was looking good, until she had another biopsy. The doctors found the cancer had actually metastasised and had spread throughout her body, she was only given a few more years to live. When she was 16 her Nanny Kim passed away. Her mother seemed to be doing fine, Emily had hope she would pull through. Unfortunately her mother started going downhill in her health as expected and died just after Emily graduated high-school. Emily after loosing both of her only family members, started to push everyone away. She isolated herself and in doing this lost all of her support system. She was lost but knew she needed to earn money, she was always so grateful for the nurses who cared for her mother, so she applied to university to sit her Bachelor of nursing. It was hard, and she still was alone, but she persisted. She was in her final semester when the story begins.

So like she had thought in the chapter when she was comforting Babe (part 10, I think), she had worried no one would notice that she had disappeared. I guess we don't know how the present is until she goes back, if she goes back that is.

She is an empathetic person, who would've had many friends if she had been able to handle her mother's death. Unfortunately she shut down, she didn't want to make connections again because she was scared she would loose them, like she lost her mother. She thought it best to not love, rather than love and get hurt. But I think she has realised that she missed having those connections with people and has really found a new family within Easy company.

I hope this helps, we are a bit far from the ending but I have it planned, don't you worry! But for now we will just have to guess.

[stevesxyellowxsweater]

37, 11 ask fanfic writer 💞

Honestly I wing it 😂😂 I never know where to end a chapter, I hate cliffhangers, but I write them a lot 😳 as long as I know I have all I needed to put into the chapter I can bring it to a close. I'm really bad at closing chapters 😂

Are those mine, or other people's? Fuck it I'll give you both!!

mine: face my fears, satisfied, I'll be there for you

other people's: @mrprettywhenhecries and their worth the squeeze series

@muldermuse and their two sinners world

and @bettyfrommars with her vampire Steve fics or her biker Steve series (honestly all of their stuff is amazing)

bonus for @yourfavoritewitchbitch with we'll call it casual

[artisticfreedomofexpression]

You're so lovely ❤️❤️ my account is shadow banned so you won't see my like (or this message if it's off anon). But if I can ask one follow-up question, again sort of looking at your blog lol... have you always been comfortable with nudity (your own? others?) or has that also been a learned thing over time?

Oh, okay I’m assuming you’re a girl, am I right?

I mean in real life, maybe I’d be a bit taken aback by being surrounded by naked people. But on tumblr it’s pretty common and is the nature of this site/app. I like the visuals when they’re done tastefully and artistically. But I honestly just look at it like I would a renaissance painting. Lots of nudity, yes, but it’s beautifully painted and I almost don’t really think that deeply into it anyways. Also whatever I post on here I don’t think it’s ever of any sexual reproductive organs anyway. Haha

For myself, no, I’m not 100% comfortable. I don’t have any desires to post any nudes of myself because that is something personal/sacred to me and whoever I do choose to share them with. I’m not for everyone else to see like that and that’s my choice. Maybe that’s a contradiction to how I view nudity on tumblr, but that’s my personal choice. Maybe that makes me boring, but I don’t really care.

But yes, overtime I grew accustomed to seeing nudity on tumblr. There was once a time where I would never even dare post anything too racy on my blog. Good times. Ahaha

[tanith-rhea]

18, 34, 62

18. Are you scared of spiders? No! Actually, I find them quite nice helpers. They look cute and aren't threatening and catch insects for me! Of course, one has to keep their webs under control and I feel bad doing it, but they're never around to see it (it's like they know it's gonna happen). In fact, I think you'd enjoy this video if you're not afraid of them or would like to overcome this fear. Of course, not all spiders are jumping spiders, but if I live in Brazil and never died from one, your house spiders aren't likely to be a threat (unless Australia, then I'd advise being extra nice to them) but I'm not expert and maybe my naivety will get me killed someday.

34. Who/what was your last dream about? My last dream was about doing a theatre production for a court of fairies and mermaids. If you've seen The Magicians' fairies, those are the ones, and if you've listened to the podcast Faerie, that is the dangerousness/horror vibes of it. The play was a mix of A Midsummer Night's Dream and Much Ado About Nothing, but I played Hamlet (there was nothing from Hamlet in the play besides my character) and I was in the role of Benedick (maybe David Tennant connection in my brain?) and Gwendoline, looking like The Magicians' Queen Fairy (don't remember if that was her title, but the leader of the fairies), was Beatrice, and the plot of her as Titania was the same, except there was no fairy king.

62. What makes you happy? Ok, I had three paragraphs explaining how things didn't make me happy if I wasn't previously happy for hormonal reasons, but that was so boring I just decided to list things that make me happier when I'm on a good day. Writing, tea, my parrot and cats, reading, playing draughts, talking with my mother, being alone, singing, dancing (more of a result of happiness, but always pumps it up), daydreaming, having a cheat day, oddly enough: not having a cheat day (I like running and eating healthily and hate alcohol, but I think it's human nature to yearn for rebellion). I like making people speechless, be it by being blunt, sarcastic, morbid, or whatever thing I feel will shut them up for a few seconds and wonder if I'm serious or not. I don't like cooking, but when I'm in the right mood I love cooking for people I care about, I like selecting wine even if I won't be the person drinking, and gifting loved ones brings me instant serotonin (I'm the reverse sugar mommy - as in I'll spoil my partner rotten while also begging to be spanked). Off the top of my head, that would be all.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm not going back to Gusu with you.

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[beartitled]

So if Billy's parents became monsters, what happened to Billy's old Henchmaniacs?

The dudes found real jobs

Look at them go 🧑‍💼👷🧑‍⚕️

[ldcurtain]

Hello :-) How are you doing? How have you been? What's your favorite book? Your favorite color? Do you make your own pomade, or do your team of professionals handle that? Do they use your recipe, if so? Or do you not use pomade at all? Are you alright? I dearly hope you are. Have a good day, Dr. Curtain. Have a good day. I hope you're alright. Sincerely, Mr. Myra.

Hm. Hello “Mr. Myra”. Strange that you would give a name, yet ask an anon question. I’m doing well. In answer to your questions, my favorite book is my own book on happiness, my favorite color is blue, and I do make and use my own pomade, I have since I was a boy.

I’m alright, annoyed at the incompetency of some people on this site, but alright.

[elllisaaa]

how about emo hot skater boy Jake with a massive dick energy and idk maybe like a kinda cocky reader who doesn't believe skater boy Jake is huge and he has to show the reader (who might be acting like a brat) what they're missing could be interesting

EMO SKATER!JAKE who's honestly kind of a loser when you really think about it. he's got his friend group and even if he's quite famous for his unconventional style, none of these people are really friends with him. he spends all his days either listening to music and trying to learn guitar, or skating and perfecting his tricks.

what is maddening is how hot he is despite all of that. you cannot help but stare at him every time you find yourself practicing at the skatepark at the same time as him. however, you don't want to let him know that you're kind of attracted to him. so instead, you always tease him about his style - even if it suits him perfectly - or the fact that he's probably still a virgin with a cocky smirk on your face.

jake usually puts up with your bratty attitude because he knows that what you say is not true, and because he's pretty sure you don't think a word of it. he might look like a loser but he's not an idiot - he can feel the way you're often staring at him. however the jokes about him being inexperienced are getting quite old.

"i'm probably the first girl you talked to in real life though, so i'm not surprised you're still a virgin." jake sighs as you grinned at him with a glint of mischief in your eyes, but he has had enough of your temperament. "actually, that's not what they all said when they saw how big i was baby." the pet name he always gives you and that made your skin hitch at the beginning is slowly growing on you, now making a shiver run down your spine. but you try to stay focused, even if the way jake is looking at you and licking his lips makes it hard to concentrate on forming coherent sentences. "pff ! you ? a big cock ? that's pretty hilarious at least, i have to give you that."

jake rolls his eyes at you, and you try not to move as he gets closer, but you still fall from your board. but the boy in front of you is quick to wrap an arm around your waist and save you from an unwanted meet up with the ground. jake takes this as an opportunity to let his lips brush against your cheek, his long, soft brown hair tickling your face he whispers in your ear : "maybe i should show you how huge i am if you still don't believe me. maybe you'll finally shut up once i got your tight pussy stretched open on my dick."

the air around you seems to thicken, and you cannot breathe properly anymore as jake starts to suck and lick your neck. heat rises to your face, both from his dirty proposal and his kisses that make arousal pool into your underwear. "so what now baby ? cat got your tongue ?" his condescending tone as he bites down on the flesh just under your jaw finally shakes you out of your slumber - even if you had to hold back a whimper the moment his teeth grazed your skin. "i bet you couldn't even make me cum, you're such a loser jake." - "bet darling."

that's how you found yourself in the backseat of his car, ass up in the air and face down buried into one of his sweater, his scent maybe driving even more insane than his actually very big cock thrusting into you at a rapid pace. "not so cocky now, uh ? all you needed was an inch of my dick to shut up." and you want to answer, you want to deny, but at this point, you're only able to moan and bite the inside of your cheeks to not let any more sounds slip past your lips. "fuck… you're such a whore y/n."

you feel jake leaning forward, one of his hands still gripping your hips tightly and the other clenching at the door of the car for some more leverage. his firm abs are pressed against the small of your back, and his hot stammered breath is crashing right against your ear - you feel overstimulated in the best way possible. "admit it now baby." - "n-no !" - "come on, you can feel how deep i am right ? you can feel how much i'm stretching out your tight little cunt, don't lie." but you still shake your head, choking on your words as you try to disagree again, instead cut by a loud moan when jake hits your sweet spot. you clench even tighter around him, and he cannot hold back the low, throaty groan slipping past his lips.

"you're so tight baby, must feel good to be this full." yes, it really does, but you don't want to admit it - as if the tears rolling down your cheeks and the way your lips are bleeding from biting them too much are not enough proof. "n-no, don't like it…" - "you're such a bad liar, y/n, it's pathetic." and then he resumes his rhythmic thrusts, hitting your sweet spot precisely each and every time, and it becomes way harder to hold back your noises. your fists close around the material of his hoodie, burying your face into his intoxicating scent in an attempt to drown out your whines. "j-jake… s-stop, i'm…" you have to mentally stop yourself from saying the words, but you can almost feel the way jake smirks against the skin of your neck that he's been biting and licking at. "what was that baby ? are you close ?" you shake your head no again, and jake's smirk is growing as he stops moving completely, cock sitting deep inside of you. "then i'll stop if you don't want to cum."

your reaction is immediate : you whine loudly when you feel him start to pull out, even more tears gathering in your eyes. "no, no, no, no ! jake, wait !" - "what is it now ?" your voice is quiet when you answer, but jake still hears it clearly : "wanna cum… please." the beg falling past your lips entices him into thrusting back into you full force and this time you don't even make an attempt at keeping your voice down, screaming out his name so loud that everyone in the parking lot must have heard you. "admit it, baby. say that i'm big and then i'll let you cum." you don't want to, but the way he's rutting his hips into you and driving you closer and closer to your orgasm is getting to your head, your mind fogged up by lust. "s-so big jake, so fucking big, feels so good… please, please…" - "now that's a good girl. cum."

the simple command is enough for you to let go, his name slipping past your lips again as you grip his cock even tighter, making it almost impossible for jake to move. but the way you become putty in his hands feels even better. what he loves the most though is the way you're too weak to push him away when he thrusts inside of you again, seeing your body visibly tremble as he starts to fuck you again. "i'm gonna give you my cum, make you even more full of me. maybe that'll keep your mouth shut a little longer baby." you hardly comprehend the meaning of his words, but you don't really care when jake is moaning about how good you're squeezing him, you don't really care when he quickly brings you to the brink of another orgasm. you don't really care because you know that you'll be teasing him again the next morning, hoping that he'll fuck you in the backseat of his car all over again.

[emily-e-draws]

Sonia 💛

[ohimsummer]

satoru gets hard over literally anything. he sees a peek of your side boob = boner. underboob = boner. skin doesn’t have to be showing, even just the shape of them under your shirt is enough. whether you have on shorts or long pants, he’s popping a boner because satoru starts thinking about your thighs and how they feel and resting his head on them before he’s then fantasizing about kissing them all over and eventually eating you out.

you could be eating a sucker, dutifully minding your own business and satoru’s eyes haven’t left your mouth once because his dirty mind isn’t helping his situation. all he can think about is his dick between your lips instead of some stupid candy. living with you is a nightmare because of how often he’s scurrying off to be alone and rub one out over the most minuscule of details about you <3

[stevesxyellowxsweater]

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What helps you focus or get in the mood to write?

music, and headphones. I write fics to music always. I don't have a certain playlist it just depends on the mood I'm in depends on what playlist. There are times I have a song on repeat like when I wrote satisfied I had that song on repeat the whole time.

Is there a fic you wish had gotten more attention?

Oh boy, now that is a can of worms I'm unsure I want to open. I started a throwback Thursday where I'd post fics off of an old blog and it basically got zero attention so I deleted it. Fics that are on my list currently that I'd love more attention would probably be I'll be there for you, lost in the shadows, and why are you doing this

[katescribblesabit]

Wanda, Cosmo and Peri deffinetly love their fairy Timmy, but how do AntiCosmo, AntiWanda and Irep feel about Ymmit?

Im Back! :D Sorry for the wait Anon, to answer your questions..

seeing as Ymmit has shown interest in academics and learning, Anti-Cosmo is more than happy to share his knowledge with someone. they bond with reading books together, or planning how to make anti-fairy world better for all anti-fairies. also since Irep doesn't show any real interest in taking over the heir, it seems like Ymmit will be doing that instead if needed.

you could say Ymmit is a mamas boy haha. Anti-Wanda seems to always keeps in mind that Ymmit isn't as old as he looks, and would treat him more accordingly. its really comforting when Ymmit is stressed out, and he would seek his mother out first when he gets upset. they like to cook together :)

Ymmit and Irep however well.. they do get into a lot of fights with each other. Its a generic sibling rivalry, with the strangest bonding opportunities. they make everything a competition. if you would ask they would both say they hate each other (but thats a lie hehe). they would rather drink poison than admit they care for the other. Irep holds being the bigger brother over Ymmits head a lot, that has always been present in their life. meanwhile Ymmit took advantage of being younger to get their parents to side with him instead. however, they do get into quite some mischief together.