Re: your question
a) You can tell me your question so I can ask the book directly for you; or
b) You can just use the phrase "I have a question" so I can tell the book just that on your behalf and you have the option to share the question (with me or everyone) later or not.
Anon asks welcome if you don't want your question linked to you 😂
If you want some control, there are no page numbers for the answers but you can tell me to stop at the first third, middle third, or last third if you want to.
Some question & answer anecdotes from the last day or so under the cut!
Questions my family asked it:
[Q1]: Should we buy lottery tickets?
Oracle 📖🔮: Keep an open mind.
[Q2] after something we bought tasted more like mystery meat than the garlic sausage it was advertised as: What was up with that?
Oracle 📖🔮: You know now more than ever before.
Questions friends I am anonymizing asked it:
[Friend 1] who was in hospital at the time: Will [medical procedure] happen today?
Oracle 📖🔮: Wait.
The Oracle turned out to be correct on this one btw. [Medical procedure] did not happen.
[Friend 2] with the vegetable dilemma: Should I puree this vegetable?
Oracle 📖🔮: Trust your intuition.
[Friend 2] with the vegetable dilemma: Should I cut it up into cubes to put on top of pizza?
Oracle 📖🔮: Move on.
Question I asked it after [Friend 3] vented about gym equipment hogs:
Me: Oracle, should [friend] kill these guys?
Oracle 📖🔮: The answer is in your backyard.
Gentle reminder that this is all a game, which is meant to be fun!
It's a long game, at that. The party 🥳 will still be waiting for you whenever you're ready to (re-)join it!
If it isn't happening, remember that prompts are requests. Genies 🧞 might be magically compelled to make things happen for those with wishes, but writing and sharing bullet point fic for someone's AU idea is a gift 🎁 and a means of connection 🤝 with someone like-minded!
It's okay if prompts don't spark anything. Maybe an open prompt will do it or the next prompt in the askbox will.
HiAUtus is meant to be a no-pressure way to explore our love for the characters in different settings and scenarios. Stress is unnecessary! 😫❌😥❌
We'll be having fun together again soon when time as well as energy and inspiration levels allow ❤️
I don’t remember if I sent you a word for the WIP game, so have two !!!
“word” and/or “simple”
“Uh, Evan’s my roommate,” Tommy said, trying not to shift awkwardly under her sharp gaze. “Howie asked me to bring some of his clothes by.”
Sergeant Grant nodded at this. “I’m assuming no one told you what happened.”
Tommy shook his head. The little crew had seemed so weighed down with whatever had happened to Evan, he hadn’t wanted to bring it up again. He probably could have reached out to someone on shift at Harbour to find out, but that felt like a breach of confidence.
Sergeant Grant looked back at the 118, then gently steered Tommy out of the emergency room and down an empty hallway.
“Buck was struck by lightning,” she said it calmly, not mincing her words, but Tommy still felt the deep gut wrench that accompanied finding out someone he knew had been injured. “His heart stopped, but they got it back before he went into the ER.”
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Tommy had to snicker at his roommate’s hatred of cold leftovers. They were just better that way though. Regardless, he dumped the contents of the container into a bowl and reheated it, even going so far as to raid some of Evan’s fresh parmesan, figuring he would approve. He was about to take a bite when he paused, pulling out his phone and snapping a photo. He sent it to Evan with a simple thanks :)
This is from Merry Go Round in which Buck makes queer friends, starts going on blind dates again, but somehow all roads lead back to Tommy
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"Hey, you were the one who said you wanted to get back on the horse. Prove to yourself and everyone else that you're not just gay for your ex because he was the first guy to rock your socks off-"
He scrunches his face.
"- even though you definitely don't owe anyone that shit."
He scrunches harder.
"But like, I totally get it at the same time. So, great. Go kiss some boys and suck some dicks. Get some unassailable proof that you are one hundred percent queer and nobody can ever make you doubt yourself about it again."
He huffs a sigh that ends up sounding way more longing and pathetic than he'd intended. She's not at all wrong, is the thing. He hates the feeling of not being able to point to anything concrete, of being treated like Tommy's some kind of exception that proves the rule, rather than just the guy who was so incredible he broke through an entire society's worth of pressure to be "normal" just by existing in Buck's life.
"Look. Just go on one date, meet this very cool guy, try a rebound for a second to get a little distance. Gotta start somewhere or you'll never shake off the rust… it'll be fun. You can't tell me you don't need some fun in your life right now."
He hesitates, and Lucy grins, already knowing she's got him.
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Send me a word and I'll post a snippet of a WIP with that word, or write you 3 new sentences if it's not in there :3
For the WIP guessing game, how about "help" or derivative words?
“Of course, come in Buck. Bobby,” she called in the direction of the kitchen, raising her voice a little. “Buck’s here for dinner, and he’s going to stay in the guest room tonight.” She motioned to him to hand over his duffle bag. “Bobby’s in the kitchen, you can help him get dinner set up. I’m just going to make sure there are some clean towels in the guest room, and I’ll put your bag there too.”
“Oh, Athena, you don’t need to do that,” Buck protested.
“Now I know you aren’t implying that my hosting skills would be anything less than exceptional,” Athena pinned him with her best disappointed mom look, the one that always got to Harry and May.
“I will just, uh, go help Bobby then,” Buck handed his duffle bag over and beat a hasty retreat to the kitchen.
For the WIP guessing game, any bits with "quit" or "leave" or their different tenses?
I searched and searched everywhere because they are such common words that I apparently seem to avoid to use at all cost?? But I eventually found one in my very very smutty Ravi/Zane/Jade, so I'll be putting it under a cut, because it's a very steamy threesome scene I haven't shared before 👀👀
"That's right, baby, take that cock like the good boy you are," Zane praised him, hand gripping his hair tightly, and what else could Ravi do but to obey and taking him further into his mouth, while thrusting up into Jade's sweet pussy? Jade, who moved so fucking well over his cock that it didn't take long for him to finally come.
Zane pulled his cock away from him, then and went back to kissing him before manhandling him down onto the couch. No one wasted any time, and Ravi felt like he was in some sort of sex heaven when Zane opened him up with his fingers and Jade moved to sit on his face, immediately putting his tongue to work. Ravi gripped her thighs tightly and greedily swiped his tongue between her folds and over her clit the way he had learned she liked. The reaction was just as he had desired when she moved her hips over his tongue. She moaned softly, and Ravi could feel himself harden again with Zane working him open with what he felt was two fingers now.
It was a lot. In a good way, but also overwhelmingly so. But Zane had learned what Ravi enjoyed. Knew what he liked and how he liked it and used that knowledge as he now thrust two fingers into him, all while Ravi tried to focus on fucking his tongue into Jade and hearing her sweet, delightful moans.
Then, finally he was filled with cock. Being blissfully fucked and Jade shifted away to press Zane's face to her pussy to continue where Ravi had left off. Zane licked into her greedily and thrust into Ravi with a tight grip on his hips and sending Ravi into a whole different world by doing so.
gabby hi!!! thank you for the ask :) from my truth sex pollen fic:
Evan's hands slide around Tommy's back, fingers sinking into the muscle there as Evan tries to pull Tommy ever closer. "I'm sorry, I was so mad, I just — I wanted to hurt you, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have — But why couldn't you trust me? Why didn't you believe me when I said nothing was going on?"
"You look at him like — Like he fucking hung the moon, Evan." Tommy pulls back, slipping out of Evan's grip. He misses the hold immediately. "You never — That's not how you look at me."
Kathy for the WIP word game, any signs of the word "strange" or any of its variations?
hellllllo bea! i have a feeling i shared this already but from catboy sexbot buck:
"Oh, thank god, you're home," Evan says, a strange note to his voice. He reaches out, and when his fingers just brush Tommy's arm, Evan hesitates, and pulls away. His ears press back, and his tail wraps around his middle.
Tommy nearly whines, and his eyes feel hot. After a shift like that, he needs — Tommy grabs Evan's retreating arm. It sounds like he just swallowed gravel when he says, "Please."
