Mar 17, 2018
Do u have a patreon?
not right now, I’m not sure how I would work the tier thing. I might set one up in the future at some point.
I do, however, have a kofi!
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Do u have a patreon?
not right now, I’m not sure how I would work the tier thing. I might set one up in the future at some point.
I do, however, have a kofi!
Ok so imagine retail workers. They have to put up with a lot of shit from the customers, and I'm imagining some retail place in space and eventually some alien realizes that humans aren't always this happy or that they re pretending to be cheerful really well in the face of absolute stupidity and rude behavior
I could definitely see that being a big surprise to any aliens also working in retail gosh. But also imagine the humans seeing their alien coworkers not keeping up a cheerful facade. I wonder what would happen if both of those happened at the same time?
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@what-the-floofin so what does Keith have in terms of hooves?
He’s all horse hoof! Nothing dramatically wild since Krolia is in the second foot form variety -- an elk-ish ungulate -- and it was close enough in likeness. He did, however, pick up fuller splint bones and two floating extras in the form of digit remnants for each leg, like it started something but didn’t follow through.
He’s actually got tiny little callus-like nubs on his fetlocks that have very, very slowly grown more pronounced with age. No one but Shiro has really gotten hands on his feet long enough to know about them though (he’s got slight mustang shaggy heels that cover them for the most part) and because of that Shiro is also the one who notices they’ve gotten more prominent (in the back feet moreso than the front) after the 2 year time slip.
Little details, little details
I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU'RE THE REASON I GET INTO NEW KINKS AND HAVE TO SPEND THE NEXT 10 DAYS ON THE ARCHIVE CHECKING ALL MY FANDOMS TO READ EVERYTHING WITH THAT KINK IN IT!
*knifecat smirk* you’re welcome
Kay so i have a prompt. A sequel to Foreign Object, but with Steve, Bucky and Tony all getting into a poly relationship right after/around the time that Bucky came in from Foreign Object (extra points for having rehab/physical therapy for bucky)
THIS IS NOT A SHORT PROMPT FUCK ME Here, have an exerpt while i fall down the S/T/B Trauma rabbit hole :D (Read the first fic HERE.)
He is. Damp. Damp blankets are not optimal.
Distasteful.
“We should get rid of the towels--”
Bucky kicks them away but his back. It protests. Damage warnings progress in a jagged line from the digital jack down to the arm, up into the analogue processor. He is hushed, movements stilled with warm hands on his legs, ribs. Stillness reduces damage warning intensity.
Good job, handler.
More blankets replace the towels, then the quilt returns with handler two. This time, the handlers crawl together, rather than on either side of the unit. It is not optimal for him, but possibly for the handler.
However. Augmented handler is in the middle; this is bad strategy.
The voice is damaged by disuse, then overuse, sequentially but he knows they understand it. It will do. He grips the augmented unit by the wrist and, ugh, drags his eyes open. It is not awful, but they are crusty. The light is acceptably dim. No sniper could see through the drapes in this light. The augmented unit’s stupid sad face forms a tactically unsound proportion of his visual input. “Perimeter check, unit St-- Stevie.”
The stupid face becomes less prominent, and goes to check the windows. Unit-- the engineer. Target, resource, warm, pain relief. Unaugmented squishy civilian. He should be. Within arms reach. He was warm, he reduced the damage warnings exponentially. A tug pulls him close enough to cover in blankets and leech heat from.
Stevie checks in, perimeter secure, in a quiet voice, and settles on the engineer’s other side. Good. Even damaged, they are strongest this way. Bracketing.
Thank you so much! Yeah i was going through the gender tag and was juat realizing how complex and individualized everything is. This really helped!
the tumblr gender tag or my gender tag???
yeah i used to have info about my gender in my faq and about me, but i got hate about it and people purposefully misgendering me and making assumptions about me so i took out that information, so i don’t mind answering questions about it, i just avoid making the information readily available on my main pages on my blog
no problem! happy to help :>
Would u consider it rude of me to ask u about yur gender?
No it’s not rude! I’m nonbinary and genderfluid, so this means that my gender doesn’t stay the same but it changes sometimes. A lot of the time i have a gender closer to girl (or nonbinary girl / demi-girl) or a gender somewhere in the middle or completely different from female or male, and sometimes I am closer to a guy or a demi-guy. Although lately I’ve felt more in an indeterminate or agender space and have been questioning my genderfluid label a bit, and I sometimes wonder if I’m actually more agender or just nonbinary without a determined label, with my desired presentation changing? I don’t know, gender is complicated.
what happens when we fill a prompt??? do you wanna see it??
Nothing actually happens, though there's probably a confetti cannon that shoots off somewhere. ;D But yes, I'd love to see it!!