#theiridescentflame

[cozyhalfling]

i would love for him to blink into yussas tower (where everything is fine and not destroyed), where he is an adorable chaos enforcer. i hope im doing this right, such lovely idea!

Chaos doggie, I love him so much!

Do you know what happened to Nugget? Submit your prompt here: I know what happened to Nugget!

Nugget had been wandering around the entire Open Quay sniffing for any sign of his people. He keeps losing the scent and having to pick it back up again. Eventually he does find it and picks up his pace. It stops at a tower.

He circles the tower but doesn’t find an In. He tries going the other way, but still no luck. He sits on his haunches and whines. He circles again, until he finds the spot where the scent is strongest and blinks into the tower.

Reappearing inside, he follows the scent of his people into a room where a person is sleeping. He trots over to them and noses at their hand. No response. He blinks on top of them and they just lay there. Nugget barks and there isn’t a response. Tilting his head to the side, he stares in confusion at the Not Dead Not Awake.

He hops down and sniffs around the room following the fainter scent of his humans higher up the stairs. As he climbs, the scent of dinner cooking distracts him and he comes to a closed door. Behind it are the smells so yummy he immediately blinks to the other side of the door.

Wensforth was not having a good day. It’s always interesting when the master does his little trips. It’s always interesting when the Mighty Nein show up. But today brought levels of “interesting” that his poor heart couldn’t take.

He’s in the process of murmuring to himself about needing a vacation and cooking some comfort food when a massive dog appears in the kitchen next to him and barks. Yelping in fear he chucks the ladle across the room, splattering the walls with soup.

The dog barks again and chases the spoon and drops it at his feet, looking up expectantly. Hand clutched to his chest, Wensforth stares at the dog. The dog nudges the spoon closer with his nose and bows, tail wagging in the air.

With shaking hands, he picks up the spoon again and throws it. The dog takes off with a joyful yelp and brings the spoon back. Slowly, Wensforth’s heart gets back to a normal rate and he throws the spoon out in the hallway and it clatters down the stairs a bit.

The dog takes off directly for the wall and at the last second, blinks through it. 

Wensforth yelps again and has to sit down.

[stonefreeak]

Hi! i've been reading SC obiwan after seeing some snippets around, and i have to say i adore it! it has fantastic plot, and i love how you involve every character. Now they are dancing so close to the truth aahh so excited to see what you have prepared for next. also i delight in the idea of cartoon-ish palpatine crying in the backgroung as obiwan survives once again to destroy all his plans (once agaon). so yeah, nice job!! (hope you dont mind this i just had to tell you its an amazing fic)

Gosh, thank you so much! I’m happy to hear that you’re enjoying it! And I don’t mind at all, it always makes my day when people take the time to let me know that they’re enjoying the story I’m writing and sharing :)

[rudjedet]

1, 31, 51, 61, 69, 71?

1. Name?

Kleio. Pronounced as “Cleo”, but she’s one hundred percent named after the muse of history and not after Cleopatra. A very select few individuals may refer to her as Kleiokatra though. 

31. How do they get your attention?

By headbutting. She’ll ram her forehead into any part of your physique until you either give her scratches or get up so that she can show you what it is she wants. If you stop petting before she wants you to, she’ll tap her paw on your hand/arm. 

51. Funniest expression?

Her “I will fucking murder you” look, which she gets from her mum. 

61. Ever baby-talk to them?

No.

69. Chaotic neutral?

More like neutral evil, though she’s getting old and has a few joint issues so she’s not in-your-face about it. 

71. Are you their favorite human?

Ohhh, yes. Don’t get her wrong, she loves my husband and she’ll allow him to do things I could never dream of doing (like hold her upside down, or like a baby with her belly up), but I’m the one she’ll follow everywhere and to whose calls she responds. Other people she’s very weary around; we think she might not have had the best of experiences with humans before she came to live with us. 

[zhe-lazy-fox]

halley’s comet or dysnomia?

halley’s comet: what’s your opinion on fate?I don’t really have an opinion about that... i’m a bit 50 50

dysnomia: favourite sound?The sound of rain against a tentwalking on snow (the kind you can easy make into snowballs and snowmen), Thunder,the chirp a cat makes when it wakes upthe sound bunnies make when they’re content (grinding their teeth)waves crashing against the shore,the wind blowing in the treetops

🌌 25 celestial asks

[inkalight]

aaahh congrats on your 600 followers! if requests are still open, could you do some altean lance and keith? the resistance lance such a great concept i love it

Well, at least Keith is in the picture.

Fun fact about Alteans they are incredibly strong. Lance learns how his natural strength compares to Keiths and the others. It’s kind of silly actually when a pat on the back makes one of his teammate’s faceplant

[butteredonions]

The throne in the hall, the way you used all the week prompts to make one whole story is brilliant, the plot is fantastic, your writing is amazing... aaah i can only say good things about it :D

:) awww thank you! I had great fun writing that one. I originally only meant to fill One prompt with it, but then the fic grew....and worked, oddly enough, so I tweaked it and kept it :) I’m glad so many people are enjoying it!! <3 you’re amazing!

(what is your favorite story of mine?)

[skittidyne]

blood (again) and fire

blood:Miyanoshita floats suspiciously over them while Iwaizumi gently wipes as much of the blood from Tooru’s face as he can.

fire:Kei is handing him a rejuvenation potion and Tadashi is wiping his brow when the angel’s blood bursts into white fire.

[bosstoaster]

i can't believe Spaghettification is a real word