#ask responses

[xbellaxcarolinax]

What’s up is that I can’t stop thinking about making Steven feel better after a shitty day at his work like he comes home and he’s all huffing bc his boss bitched at him and you just. You know? Let me make you feel good Steven babyyyy

Hope you like :)

Word count: 1123

Warning: This contains s m u t. Minors DNI, please.

How did you get here, Steven splayed out under you with your cunt swallowing his cock? 

It's a funny story, really.

He'd come home huffing and puffing after a long day at work, his face pinched in irritation.

"I don't know what it is," Steven said, hands flying animatedly with a fork in hand, "but Donna hates me. Can you believe the old bat took a customer's side over mine? The bloke said I was overcharging him for a bookmark! A bloody bookmark! Donna's the one who set the price in the first place!" 

"I don't understand…why would she do that?" You questioned with a frown. The number of stories you've heard about that woman was vast and far too many to count. 

"It's hard to say," he stabbed the fork into the veggie lasagna you'd made for dinner, pushing the contents around his plate, "I'm not exactly sure what her issue is with me."

You watched the irritation grow like an infection over his soft features, twisting them to the point where you thought he would cry. His eyes glossed over with unshed tears before he put his fork down, furiously wiping his eyes with a fist. The sight nearly broke your heart.

"My poor baby," you cooed, pushing your plate aside, "I hate seeing you like this." You stood, circling the small dining table to lean against him, wrapping an arm around his broad shoulders, the other cradling his head. He leaned into your touch, eyes downcast and long lashes wet. 

You soothed him with gentle noises, peppering little kisses over his brow.

"I'm sorry, love," he sniffled, “I don’t mean to get all sad on you. I’ve ruined dinner, haven’t I?” His brown eyes gazed up at you, large and sad. You smiled, letting the pad of your thumb run over his lower lip.

“You didn't ruin dinner,” you placed another gentle kiss over his mess of curls, “you have every right to express how you’re feeling.” He sighed, snuggling you close by wrapping his arms around you.

"I love you." He mumbled into your side, the words disappearing into the fabric of your shirt. 

"I love you, too." You smiled, resting your chin over his head, relishing in the scent that was uniquely Steven.

You felt his fingers gently trail down the expanse of your back, resting his hand at the dip. There was nothing sexual about the action, Steven was just a handsy person, seeking relief and comfort through touch alone. 

Or maybe you were wrong about that. 

After a few moments of comfortable silence, Steven finally spoke.

"Dove?" 

"Hmm?"

"Do you think…" he pulled away from you, firmly planting his hands on your hips and keeping his eyes trained on the small strip of visible skin, "Do you think we could…?" Steven slowly slipped a finger into the waistband of your shorts, pulling it back and letting it gently snap back against your skin. 

"Oh, you need a distraction, do you?" You hummed, feigning disinterest until you broke out in laughter at the pout that threatened his lips. Without further hesitation you removed your shirt, tossing it somewhere in the mess of his flat, your shorts following after. "Of course, if that's what my baby wants."

"Please." He whispered, his gaze trailing over your form with adoration. You had nothing special on, just a basic gray sports bra and panties, but he always looked at you like you were beyond human comprehension, something special that only he (and Marc…and Jake) could have.

In a matter of minutes, you had him sitting on the couch with his pants down to his ankles and his patterned button-down shirt pushed up to expose his midriff. His pretty eyes were lidded, mouth slightly ajar as you moved up and down on his cock in a dance you both knew well. 

“Mmm…fuuuck, d’you hear t-that, love?” Steven pants, his thick fingers gripping your hips with a force you’ve recently discovered he had, “d’you hear h-how wet you are?” 

You’ve also recently discovered how filthy he can be with his words, not that you were complaining.

“Mhmm,” your eyes fluttered as you were now acutely aware of the obscene noises your pussy was making as it leaked all over his thick cock, “all for you, baby.” You were pretty sure his balls were now completely drenched with your juices.

You looked down at him, like really looked at him, and felt he was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen. You wanted to see him that way forever, in the midst of pleasure, panting and begging you to keep going.

“I-I love you,” he moaned, gripping your face with both hands and bringing you down for a sloppy kiss, “w-wanna be inside y-you all the time. Would y-you let me, d-dove? I p-promise to always be good for you.”

“Mm, Steven, f-fuck, baby,” you leaned your brow against his, “your gonna make me come if you keep talking like that.” Steven trailed his large hands over your shoulders and down to your breasts, kneading the flesh through the bra before landing back on your hips.

“K-keep going,” he panted, guiding you faster over his cock, the thick head jamming into where you want it to hit the most. You followed his lead, lifting yourself up till the head of his cock almost slipped out, before slamming yourself down again.

“Oh my God,” you choked as you threw your head back and closed your eyes. It was like seeing the galaxy behind your lids, an endless abyss of pure pleasure and chaos all at once. “J-just wanna make you h-happy, Steven, baby.”

Steven’s breath comes out in quick bursts, your words causing him to activate his feral side—primal and filthy. He pounded and pounded up into you until his hips stuttered and his eyes rolled so far back it seemed like they would stay that way.

“I’m com—” The words died in his throat before he let out a guttural groan, his fingers digging painfully into your hips. He shot his load into you as you felt your own release, your fingers lost in the mass of his curls when you came and screamed your pleasure to the heavens. 

You slumped over him, chest heaving almost in unison with his. You were barely aware of his hand trailing down your spine, or his spend leaking from your pulsating cunt, dirtying you both.

“Steven,” you sighed, “that was…”

“Amazing,” he finished, dragging his nose over the contours of your face lovingly, “bloody amazing, love.”

“Are you feeling better, baby?” You squeezed your pussy and felt his cock twitch inside of you. Steven hummed, nodding his head lazily with his eyes closed.

“Mm, so much better.”

#moon knight #stevent grant smut #steven grant x reader #ask responses

[vergess]

you know who else i heard is an anti (but god i dont have proof i have to look it up but i heard it from one of the pro-ship blogs back in the day) b0gl33ch supposedly! i have to look up sources (keep this private)

*I spoke to AWKA on Discord about publishign this ask; got permission.

So yeah that's true.

https://web.archive.org/web/20220823023943/https://bogleech.tumblr.com/post/656561257451765760/bogleech-there-is-a-serious-problem-with-people

Basically there's this overwhelming problem where people who get really popular on tumblr for their shitposting prowess have completely swallowed queerphobic propaganda about queerness leading to child rape.

Only because most of them are queer themselves, they have to pick a specific type of queer person to accuse of being a child rapist, and they choose people who write "obscene" fiction.

Because, in their minds, obscenity is indefensible.

And so, to them, it is reasonable and appropriate to suggest that writing a novel makes you guilty of raping a child.

This is the underlying belief set that antishippers have, but recognizing the severity of their hatred for "nasty" queers would cause them a lot of pain and guilt, so as a self defense mechanism they convince themselves that it's all okay. Their hatred of queer people is okay, because they don't hate the queerness. They just hate the specific type of fiction those nasty queers are writing.

Which is why saying those queer authors are child rapists is totally appropriate and proportionate.

God it always sounds so absurd when I write it out, but that's the problem. It IS absurd. It's almost incomprehensibly stupid, because that's what cults do to you, that's how they make you obey.

They convince you to behave in a way that is so ridiculous that it alienates you from your friends, family, and peers until the only way you know how to seek guidance, or help, or affection, or any human compulsions whatsoever, is to exagerratedly repeat cult behaviours and seek cult rewards.

And then you get to this point where people who are saying, "sex scenes in fiction are not the same as raping a child in real life," are being harassed and attacked and driven to suicide or assaulted until they are hospitalized...

And it all just sounds so fucking insanely stupid and petty and over reactive that you can't get help and you can't get out.

So yeah, anyway, Bogleech is a member of the cult that encourages assault, murder, and retributive rape against queer authors, who call themselves "antishippers."

#ask responses #all-women-kick-ass #Antis #Antishippers #Antishipping #Bogleech #Bog Incident

[askthewitchhunter]

*tries to throw onion rings onto your horns*

I swear, you hooligans are-

TRULY persistent, even I have to commend your abili—

—ties...

#ask responses #toontown corporate clash #witch hunter ttcc #prester virgil #ask blog

[running-around-the-pace]

wait, i saw something on cathal's blog that said something about brotherly hate. you two are brothers?

omg no way!

[ @cathal-ray-toby-bravecog ]

#graham ness payser #pacesetter #cathal ray toby bravecog #cathal bravecog #multislacker #sellbot siblings #ask responses #anon ask #ooc: cant wait for everyone to wake up and see my first art post on this acc

[ask-the-scapegoat]

Have you heard the rumors that Mundie used to be a toon before becoming a cog?

we kinda had a talk about it back before we were hired by cogs.. he was really upset and i was really worried about him.. he thought i wasnt gonna accept him because he was a toon

he cried so much that night.. and i told him honestly and i still stand by it even today. it doesnt matter if he was a toon once, or that hes a suit now.. hes the only person who’s shown me any kind of compassion since i gained consciousness. hes the only one who protected me, or showed me it doesnt matter how physically beyond repair i am, that i am still worth effort..

it was a weird night because we talked about so much.. in the end we came out a family and havent really gone back since. i wouldnt trade mundie for anything in the whole wide world

(@mudsnapperqna)

#kilo kidd #scapegoat #ask responses #mundie mudsnapper #litigator #long response #welcome to hotel california #ooc: shoutout to mecha for drawing the amazing snuggle picture and absolutely murdering half of the worlds population !! /pos #ooc: grah this was the most effort ive ever put into an ask blog response #ooc: that second to last paragraph was more or less copy pasted from a ramble mecha and i did #ooc: oh my god i care them so much if anyone ever hurts either of them its immediate death to you #ooc: also shoutout to mecha for letting me use their art as like a base of sorts i could never make such a good snuggle pose

[ahkaraii]

i might have already asked but are you planning to update five or a lot can change in a year anytime soon?

As always, very happy people are still interested in this story because I've poured a lot of myself into it <3 My answer is, still, I do plan on finishing it! But I've left it on the backburner because I am no longer in the correct headspace, and also, I no longer have the same time availability I did before.

blah blah the usual excuses under cut

I think I hit a crossroads when I lost my old laptop some years back, with it went the psd files for about 12 parts of the story and I was never able to recover them. That, plus the fact that I started Five before I went through clinical rotations, and the karaii before that and the karaii after that are very different people. Not to be too melodramatic about it, but public hospitals in third world countries with intense local gang warfare is pretty ptsd-inducing, and fictional stories about child soldiers quickly start feeling a bit sour when you see in front of you real live people shaped by those forces in a very not-fictional sort of way. You see one person dying and then you see several couple more and you fuck up giving CPR once and all these things kinda pile on, y'know? My comic about Kakashi started feeling like something I couldn't get into anymore. For a while there, all my art felt like it had been drawn by a very different person that I could no longer recognize. Infantile, childish, narrow-visioned-- deep sunk in a place of fiction when real life in front of me demanded my attention.

I've been a medical doctor for a couple years now though, so I've grown into my big boy boots and am doing quite well for myself, as it were. I'm currently a postgraduate resident for psychiatry so art and fandom have returned to being a place for me to destress and chill :) My Five comic is a legacy I am very proud of and really truly do want to finish, but I need to get back into that headspace to do it proper-like. There are so many unfinished stories percolating there that I'd be long-term sad if I fumbled them all in an effort to speedrun an ending. It would be a disservice to my younger self, who was so ambitious and had such a clear vision, y'know?

As it is, these things take time, and patience, and if you've run out of them then I hope you enjoyed the ride, and find greener pastures <3 Life's really truly too short to sweat the small stuff. Enjoy your health while it lasts, and don't forget to make your own meaningful human connections 'cause those can keep you going for a long time :D And thanks for being interested enough to send me a message! I am genuinely very happy people still enjoy my old works enough to come asking me about them. Stay awesome, and don't forget to smell the flowers!

#five comic #ask responses

[keepin-it-barry-brief]

ITS NERF OR NOTHIN'

*you feel a nerf bullet hit the back of your head*

(@ask-the-scapegoat )

...

...

*Cuh-CHNK!*

KILO KIDD, YOU ARE GOING TO BE A DEAD COG ONCE I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU LITTLE [barp].

#ask responses #barry brief #barry brief ttcc #imageless response #ask blog #I'M THROWING YOU IN THE FOUNTAIN THE FIRST CHANCE I GET. #[int: kilo kidd]

[chocodile]

I just came across Amaranthine and I LOVE it! I saw one post mentioning catalyst stones are connected to their owner's nervous system and that you wouldn't want to see an X-ray of Hyden's skull... however... I WOULD like to see what his skull looks like if you ever decide to draw it 👀

Welllll, if you really wanna see......

(This is not exactly a typical reaction to catalyst stone implantation.)

#ask response #ask responses #furry #anthro #body horror // #verse: amaranthine #my ocs #hyden #thank you so much for the kind words! #I love when people stumble across my stuff and read back through the older stuff

[macawritesupdates]

I'm really enjoying the malevolence of love but I won't lie I'm kind of terrified it's going to end with yuuji dying and sukuna becoming the fingers again only for future reincarnated yuuji to eat them just like in cannon. Like that would make everything so much worse imagine if yuuji ate the finger and sukuna immediately recognized him. I think that would break me.

That is all I shall say about this ask....kek kek kek

#Ask responses #Sukuna #the feel warning Sukuna

[cressida-jayoungr]

Question #18

@wirepaladin asked...

18, please. Movie posters used to be amazing and now they seem to be an after thought for studios.

"18. What film do you think has the coolest poster?"

This is an interesting one for me because I admit I don't usually pay much attention to posters. But you're right, even I can tell they're not what they used to be.

I've always liked the 1974 Murder on the Orient Express poster, with the train on the handle of the dagger and the cast surrounding it. I used to have a copy of the book with this on the cover.

And then Death on the Nile followed a similar pattern in 1978, with the cheeky addition of the Egyptian figure holding a pistol.

Another one that deserves mention is the poster for Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992). A friend of mine has a framed print of this one. Not only is it a striking design visually, but it does a great job of conveying the feel of the film.

#movie ask game #ask responses #movie posters #murder on the orient express #death on the nile 1978 #death on the nile #murder on the orient express 1974 #bram stoker's dracula #dracula 1992

[gothicthundra]

Hiatus and Such Update

Hey all followers, RTD Readers, and fellow fandom rebloggers.

I have decided to write this as a transparent post especially due to all the PM’s instead of replying one on one and hoping they see them.

I am truly and sadly having to take a Hiatus from fandom, art, writing etc.

Due to physical and mental health reason it is extremely hard to even write more than a page a month (trust me I have tried everyday). Text to Talk isn’t very helpful either as I spend more energy editing it then I would have actually done writing it.

This is NOT goodbye or even ending my love of fandoms or RTD. But simple a postpone until things get better for me. 

Regardless of how things pan out. I am very grateful to all of you followers, readers, rebloggers, and heck... even bots, lol. 

Till later

With Love

-GT

#update #gothicthundra #ask responses #hiatus #rtd

[mdtb-bb]

Hello! Can I ask if the mods will be revealed at any point?

Hi Phlebas, 

Our team of moderators is still under development! We're expecting to likely gain a new member or two as the event progresses forward, which is why we didn't include anything on this aspect just yet. A formal moderator announcement will be coming down the line if we gain enough interest to move forward. That being said, our current moderators consist of: @ellionne, @sarcasticfoxy and @slrsunfire. In order to keep all our ducks in a row if you or anyone else have any future questions, we ask that all inquiries continue to be directed to the event account, rather than the moderators' personal ones. 

We hope to see you at sign up time!  

🦆🦆🦆

#ask responses #mod team

[askthewitchhunter]

*snatches hat*

AH HA!

THOSE ARE HORNS

Wh?-

Oh, you insolent little devil, give that BACK!

I do NOT have horns, and I do not know why you hooligans are so obsessed with the idea of them!!

#ask responses #toontown corporate clash #witch hunter ttcc #prester virgil #ask blog #[ the expression in the second panel gets me every time ]

[running-around-the-pace]

Hi loser @cathal-ray-toby-bravecog

but yeah man hey lol

[ @cathal-ray-toby-bravecog ]

#pacesetter #graham ness payser #ask responses #sellbot siblings #ooc: btw had like everyone in vc make the limp wrist joke from this drawing (which is hilarious) #ooc: very fitting imo

[ask-the-scapegoat]

Can you scream like a baby goat?

(M!A 2/10)

#kilo kidd #scapegoat #ask responses #anon ask #ooc:he sound like little goat #ooc:tiny but mighty

[ahkaraii]

Any doctorly thoughts on Vash and all his scars and various metal bits? 👀

VASH IS A TRANS ICON!!!!!!!!

i mean, ahem.

i fucking love vash's scars, all the gnarly hacked off bits in odd places and clunky metal pseudo-patching his mutilated chest, the bolts suggesting he was drilled back together in places instead of stitched, and the janky lacerations implying he was poorly stitched back together in others-- this man has been FUCKED UP for the past century, and not just because he stepford smiles no matter how much he's dying inside.

vash has physical evidence of violence upon his person in a brutal, "he rawdogged healing this almost intentionally" kind of way. his own personal stigmata that he's borne and displays, on occasion, with an almost sheepish shamelessness. and it becomes even more obvious that he's willingly looking like this when we see how fast and easily his twin brother can heal and reform his body-- knives literally pieces himself back together after being blasted apart by vash and looks pristine. untouched. perfect.

so vash looking like he does is a statement, i'd argue. it's almost an I'M HUMAN AND THIS IS EVIDENCE I HAVE LIVED (AND SUFFERED)!!!! THIS IS THE BODY I CHOSE TO INHABIT!!! the fact that he simply Refuses to use his plant powers to change that says a lot, to me. the few times he's used his plant powers to defend himself it's been either involuntary or in the act of defending others, too. vash, i believe, wishes so so so fucking hard he was human that he willingly lets his body be massacred in an effort to prove that, to feel at home in this wretched inhuman body that refuses to age. his scars are how he shows time has passed and he's lived in that time.

but you're asking about doctorly thoughts, ne? my doctorly opinion is that What The Fuck Was Going On With Some Of Those Wounds Vash xDDDD a lot of them don't really make sense / make me wonder if Vash wasn't literally tortured/blown apart multiple times. or if he didn't like. intentionally mess with them so they'd stay open..... things to think about.

i unfortunately gotta run do some doctorly things now instead of elaborating more but, yeah, vash gives me trans vibes, in that he passively self-harms in that manner in an effort to bully his body into being more aligned with his mental image of himself (ie, human).

#trigun #karaii's headcanons #cw: self harm mention #ask responses