I don’t think I’m joining any more prompt memes. As soon as I participate, they die.
Muggles are not able to REBLOG this.
all the notes. holy crap.
at first the reblog button didn’t work for me, i was like FUCK FUCK FUCK but then it worked.lol.
It worked immediately. I’M HARRY FREAKIN POTTER!
Heheh<3
…looks like i got the magic in me. >:)
HA! FINALLY! after the 73902356504600th try! ;)
look @ me now.
fuck yeaahhhhh first time
VIVA LA MAGICAL REVOLUTION!!!
I’m the boss.
OH THANK GOD.
My birthday is July 31 bitches.
first try mothafucka
I like looking at the insides of my eyelids.
I do that for a number of hours every night. ;D
Although, do you sometimes get the swirly patterns on the inside of your eyelids? It’s kinda cool… funkadelic, yo.
I hope this isn't too invasive but I have an anon question inspired by your answer to the TMI Tuesday asks: How did your husband first know about your love for all things slashy? An awkward revelation? Something that came up after marriage?
AnonymousNah, not too invasive.
He knew I wrote from day one - I mean I’ve been writing since I was a kid, so it was a pre-existing condition (*snirk/grin*) and he knew I wrote all kinds of things like fantasy, sci fi, horror, romance, blah blah blah. He was always supportive of my writing, we even collaborated on a story using a character he made up, so he was wonderfully supportive. I never hid what I was writing from him and so there wasn’t any one ‘revelation’ per se, but when I got into the more erotic stuff - both orig fic and fanfic - I sat him down and asked him to tell me, srsly, if that was going to make him uncomfortable or bother him in some way. He is straight, though I’m bi, and nekkid men don’t sparkle his happy places, but he said then and has since maintained that it’s just people on paper and fantasy, which is harmless and even good for you, and he liked my writing and that it made me happy, so if that made me happy, then it was fine by him; he further added that if it made me ‘really really happy’ he would be right there to help me express my extreme happiness. *snirk*
He also reads many of my fics, though he doesn’t much go for the really smutty slash ones, or skims those parts to get to the ‘adventure’ bits; however, he remains supportive and shares my squee over good responses to my posts.
You see why I love this man? He is waaaaay too good for me, but hopefully he will never notice. ;D
REBLOG IF YOU WANT RANDOM ASKS :D
Always! Going to bed shortly, but will answer anything that turns up overnight when I’m back tomorrow.
What is your most embarrassing memory from school (any year)?
AnonymousACK! In elementary school I was having so much fun playing waaaaay out in the far field by the back fence - me and several friends, don’t remember what, exactly - and I had to pee, but didn’t want to stop playing, figuring I’d stop at the lav on the way back. My bladder had other plans. I didn’t make it all the way back. :p
One crime without any consequences - what would you do?
AnonymousOMG! That’s a toughie. There’s a couple of people I’d like to have erased, but, honestly, I’d rig the lotto and win - just once, not the biggest evaaar, just moderately and the once - and then live cautiously and comfortably, with no fanfare or hooplah, and anonymously do helpful and kind things for friends and random strangers for the rest of my life.
Now, if I had access to time-travel… different crime/different story.
‘78
‘82
80
76
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get yall old asses off tumblr and go raise ya kids
haha
hahahahhaa ^^^^^
may 8th, 1980. it was a glorious day for planet earth. my parents? not somuch.
‘83. it was a good year.
‘82 in the house
1-9-8-0
1983
‘78 and if you want me to have kids, you can damned well carry and raise the little fuckers. I’ll pick ‘em up in about 20 years
‘76 My kid is in bed. And if you want kids, get your own. Or rent mine.
I’m outside this demographic - Born in 1963, but I had to kvetch. Who the hell’re you to assume all people older than you are good for is creating spawn and/or helping care for said spawn? (And yes, I know that was probably meant jokingly but you would not BELIEVE the pressure on women to spork out spawn the instant they’re able - it tends to be really irritating after the millionth time.) *shakes fist, hobbles up to porch and sits in rocking chair with hose* I’mma squirt ya if ya set foot on my lawn, yo.
*falls on knee, holds out a box in which there is a beautiful book and an equally beautiful pen, clears throat* My dearest Random, will you do me the honour of writing the story of you and me, together?
AnonymousOh, you absolutely have my number, don’t you? You gorgeous creature, lemme just give you big smooches and then roll up my sleeves! <3
Once upon a time, there was a ring all desired. Only I could control it, only I could wield it's immense power. But there was another ring, white gold embracing a blood red diamond, and an empty chair next to mine at the throne. No one knew of it. No one will, unless it has a keeper. The ring is of no good use if there was no one to wear it. So, my fair lady, I ask of you, would you sit on the throne with me, have the other ring as yours and rule the earth with me until the end of times?
Anonymous*flutters eyelashes, blushes, and holds out hand gracefully* Let me get my cloak and tiara.
OMG! This was lovely! I am all twitterpated!
I'm not sure if this is a marriage proposal, but I think our muses should get together and have many little deviant ficlets.
AnonymousOMG! Nonny! I totally f’ing love you! <3
*flailing and giggling*
Reblog this if you want a fake marriage proposal in your ask <3
Yesssssssssss
[[OMFG THESE ARE ALWAYS AMAZINGLY FUNNY]]
If it’s a real one, I won’t mind either. Just don’t do it on anon if you do that, it wouldn’t be fair! :P
Hee hee, why not?
Bring it on.
Every time I gaze upon you, my brachial hearts beat out a sync. The longing to touch you makes my tentacles flail and twitch. I wish I could gather you close and nibble on you lovingly with my beak but whenever I try to show you how I feel, I am overcome by my shyness and, in a cloud of ink, I swim away. My only wish is for your happiness, my bipedal goddess. Perhaps someday, you'll swim in my ocean again and we will finally embrace.
Anonymous
*squeeeeee!*
I adore you, Anonymous! This made me burst out loud into giggles! Thank you, thank you, and, yes, some day…
