#I'm still quite inexperienced with sewing but I really love it

[okkennymay]

My darling Niece wants to be Dolores for her school’s Book week! (I’m not sure they do this outside Australia), It’s a themed event to encourage reading, and on the last day all the kids dress up in costumes as various characters from books (characters from comics, TV, and movies all count too because 1. most popular medias generally have book tie in’s for kids and 2. They’re kids, the point is to have fun!) and walk in a small parade for all the parents and teachers to coo and awe over~

It was a particular favourite of mine growing up, I've made a Minecraft Steve head, a Harry Potter wand and styled an Elsa wig for their previous years, but this year I’m going hard! I really enjoyed Encanto myself and I couldn’t be more delighted by her choice in character this year, so Unkie Kens pulling out all the stops and I'm teaching myself how to make the whole thing from scratch! and yah’ll get to watch me fumble and stumble my way through it ╰(*°▽°*)╯

[i-am-beckyu]

questions go brr

Does Tommy have any talents? Like sewing, inventing stuff, drawing, writing, but doesn't realise it? This could be very fluffy because he could be very smart and clever but because of where he grew up he never noticed? Fluff with a side of angst. Speaking of angst, Tommy is going to have quite a lot of it, judging from the rough outlines first chapter, his past, and the snippets. I highly doubt he's going to catch a break. What are the crafts first reactions to Tommy when Phil brings him home? Since Tommy had been living in their walls for the past-how long? He probably knows lots of stuff about them. He probably would mess up all the time by referring to events when he wasn't (supposed to be) there. Now that would raise suspicions. What about lying? While he's lying about where he came from, who his parents are and other things he absolutely could not tell, he would probably do all the normal things a inexperienced liar would do, like avoiding eye contact, fiddling, speeded up heart rate, stuff anyone with eyes would notice. Now that's might raise a few eyebrows. The crafts would have no idea why this poor child is lying to them, they would be so confused! But they probably would respect his boundaries. Tommy is probably a fidgety kid. Why do you think he is like that? Probably because he is so nervous. What kind of stuff does he like, and what makes him unhappy/uncomfortable? What kind of books (once he learns how to read) does he like? Is he surprised how small everything is when he's human sized? What about clothes? What about thunder storms? How does Tommy feel about each of the crafts? What about movie nights? What kind of shows does Tommy like? Do we meet other characters? Is Tommy confused about his sizeshifting? You said it had to do with his emotions. So when he's relaxed or scared he becomes tiny I'm guessing, and when he's angry, tense or any kind of big emotion. He does learn to control it later on though, right? Even when he does, he probably still doesn't have complete control. This would be a tell tail for his emotions, like if he's guilty or sad he won't tell, but his size would give it away. But that's after the reveal. Okay I'm out of questions again.

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I love asking things about the au!

Do you have any prompts/fake titles for me?

-✨anon✨

*dies from happiness over more questions. Is struck by an angel to be resurrected and answer them*

✨anon✨, you have been the death of me. Thank you.🥹

Does Tommy have any talents? Like sewing, inventing stuff, drawing, writing, but doesn't realise it?

Yes! He is very good at sewing! As mentioned in the last ask, he worked on perfecting every skill he possibly could to get better as a borrower. Turns out he had a very good knack for sewing though and would often just sneak into the sewing section of the colony to make or fix items of clothing. (Do not ask me about what other sections exist because I do not know yet 🙃) But sewing is one of the things he would do a lot of to fill time on his own and make himself feel better.

What are the crafts first reactions to Tommy when Phil brings him home?

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Since Tommy had been living in their walls for the past-how long? He probably knows lots of stuff about them. He probably would mess up all the time by referring to events when he wasn't (supposed to be) there.

Yes! I really want to include some things like that. I have a line already written for that in chapter 2 so just gotta think of more lines!!

What about lying?

mmmmmmm. Haven't thought about it before. I definitely agree he's a terrible liar, but I think in my head I have it that he never really has to lie, because he kind of just half truths things in a way that its just plausible to not question him about it. Like they'll ask where Tommy lives, but he'll say something like: Oh um, its sort of nearby. Then they'll ask him to elaborate and Tommy will just go quiet so sbi just moves on not wanting to pressure him. But they are definitely aware that he's hiding something...

Tommy is probably a fidgety kid. Why do you think he is like that? Probably because he is so nervous.

Bang on. He's anxiety boy. He's with literal beings he's been taught are monsters. Very much believes he's gonna die.

What kind of stuff does he like, and what makes him unhappy/uncomfortable?

E V E R Y T H I N G. Tommy just wants to know about anything and how things work. He is so curious and still very much has that child like curiosity about the world. Things that make him uncomfortable though is talking about the old colony and being alone for too long. T r a u m a :D once he becomes apart of the Craft family, if he spends too long alone, he'll slip back into a mind set of he's not wanted. He improves on this slowly over time tho.

What kind of books (once he learns how to read) does he like?

Similar to last question: anything and everything he can get his hands on. Art of War is one he treasures tho (He was given it from Techno after he was caught looking at a few pages.)

Is he surprised how small everything is when he's human sized? What about clothes?

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What about thunder storms?

Surprisingly, he doesn’t mind them. Finds the sounds soothing.

How does Tommy feel about each of the crafts?

🤐again Hehhehe

What about movie nights? What kind of shows does Tommy like?

Movie nights become so much better for Tommy now that he can actually enjoy them and see the entire screen, instead of a partial view hiding behind stuff. First time he gets to watch proper movie night he begs to watch Up because he wants to know why it’s one of the few movies to ever make Techno cry. Soon becomes a favourite.

Do we meet other characters?

As I’ve said in previous asks, I don’t have plans to add more characters atm unless they become relevant to the plot. For now mainly just sbi focused.

Is Tommy confused about his sizeshifting? You said it had to do with his emotions. So when he's relaxed or scared he becomes tiny I'm guessing, and when he's angry, tense or any kind of big emotion. He does learn to control it later on though, right? Even when he does, he probably still doesn't have complete control. This would be a tell tail for his emotions, like if he's guilty or sad he won't tell, but his size would give it away. But that's after the reveal.

Very confused. He very much is just in a state of shock upon realising his suddenly big. And sort of? While it’s in tune with his emotions, it’s not quite controlled purely by emotion that if he feels scared, he’ll shrink an inch or something. Still kinda got determine exactly how it works but that isn’t really addressed next chapter o know that. Comes later on.

LOOK AT THIS!!! MY BRAIN THOUGHT OF THIS!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Okay but thank you so so so so so so much for all these wonderful questions and more cookies!

Take these 🍭🍭🍭🍭 and as requested fake fic titles! Do with them as you see fit 🥰

Upon Clouds we Dream

Awaken and see the death you bring

Tremble not, for I am here

(that one has soooo much angst and fluff potential! You could go either end of the spectrum)

Too little too late

In a flurry of sparkles…

(hehe sparkles ✨)

As yellow petals fall

Can humans breathe bubbles too?

(That one is clearly very water focused but hey mer fic anyone lol)

Anyways that’s all I’ve got right now and no pressure to do them all! Just giving some varying options in return for the questions. Thank you again ✨anon✨

[lafaiette]

Call me dirty but I'd love a fic of Solas touching himself >///

It’s okay, Anon, I understand ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

This is set before Making Love.

Obviously NSFW under the Read More!

He didn’t mean to intrude. He was just searching for her in the Fade,like he does every night, but when he stumbled across her sleeping mind herealized she wasn’t aware of being in a dream despite the presence of theAnchor and…

And she was slowly washing herself in a clear, transparent pond.

They have been sleeping together in the same bed for quite some timenow, but they still haven’t had sex. They both desire to, that much is evident,but there are so many things stopping him from making the first step: their agegap, for one, even though she is not bothered by it (he suspects she even findsit arousing). Her adult age is undeniable, anyway, so in the end thatstopped being a problem.

But honesty and respect are other important matters as well. He feelsunworthy of the gift she wants to give him, of her soul and body that she somuch wishes him to receive. He fears to ruin her forever, because she willlearn the truth sooner or later and then…

He doesn’t want to sully her, to make her feel dirty and used. He can’tbear the thought of it.

So they just kissed. That’s the extent of their physical relationshipright now, although he often feels they make love in so many other, beautifulways, like when they laugh together in bed or spend their evenings in front ofthe fireplace, reading and sewing.

Last night, he saw the first glimpse of her naked body. He saw her bareback and a vague hint of her butt under the crystal water, the soft curve ofher neck as she washed her red hair, her thin, but strong, pale arms, the dipof her waist, the elegant shape of her wet ears as water dripped off of theirtips.

She was humming a soft, unfamiliar tune, probably Dalish. A lullaby,perhaps? And it wasn’t even night, in that dream; the sun was high in the skyand it illuminated every leaf of the woods surrounding the pond, every freckleson her shoulders and back, every little scars of hers.

The sunlight played with her hair and it created playful shadows in thevarious angles and curves of her body, hiding and showing, and causing his mindand imagination to go crazy.

He ran away. He left the dream before she could notice his presence,realize she was dreaming and he was there watching her, and die ofembarrassment.

The last thing he wants is to embarrass her or make her feel violated inany way.

He woke up immediately, at dawn, and left the bed and the room in arush, breathing fast. He hid on the stairs, praying nobody would come up tocall her or request her presence downstairs. He couldn’t let anyone see thebulge pressing against his light pants.

Only later he realized he had left his sweater and leather straps in herroom; he went back only after calming down and tried to spend the rest of theday without thinking too much about that dream, without letting her know whathe had seen.

But now, just the morning after, he is lost in a storm of feelings, sensations,and urges that make him feel ashamedand filthy.

He watches her walk up the stairs leading to the second level of therotunda and his groin boils; whenever she kisses him, he smells the sweet scentof her hair and tastes her lips and his heart madly races, while his pants gettighter; every time she touches him and hugs him, he remembers her naked backand wet hair touching her shoulders and his throat feels dry.

And before he can stop and curse at himself, he hastily retreats intohis old, now unused room and pulls down his pants and underwear.

He is half-hard, but it takes his cock a moment to get fully erect: hejust has to think about Scarlet’s naked body bathed in water and sunlight, herbutt visible underneath the transparent surface of the pond, her beautifulfingers as she brushed her hair.

Her voice as she sang that sweet song.

How would she moan? What sounds would she make during their lovemaking?Would she be loud or quiet? Would she blush a lot? He is sure she would. He isalso sure she would giggle if he bit playfully her neck or earlobe and that shewould ask him to go faster.

He knows she has small breasts. He heard her complain about them withCassandra once and he saw her touch them with a pout, while they were puttingon their armors in their tents after a short rest.

But even though she considers them too small to be appreciated, hethinks they are perfect and he biteshis lips and throws back his head, moaning, as he imagines his hands touchingthem, his tongue playing with the stiff, darker nipples, her sounds of pleasureand wonder.

He opens his eyes, speeding up and rubbing his thumb on the humid head,and imagines her spread wide on the bed before him. He can already see her shysmile, but he likes to think that she would also be enthusiastic, and so heimagines her like that too.

Red-faced, he tries to picture her quim and he nearly comes there andthen, on quivering legs. He knows that, no matter what, making love with herwould feel perfect, divine, a so sacred gift that he would rather kill himselfthan let her feel used and dirty afterwards, once the truth is out.

But he can’t really help but imagine how she would feel around him, howtight she would be, how kind and warm and beautiful her giggles would be.

Oh, he would do everything in his power to see her smile and laugh insuch an occasion! He would make sure to avoid any pain, any discomfort, eventhough it would be his first time too - and he feels so very wicked, old, andinexperienced.

But he knows that together they…

Pleasure pulses through him and he makes a trembling step forward, nowmoaning louder and calling her name. Precome shines on the head of its manhoodand he uses it to help his hand move faster, up and down, down and up, hisother hand fondling his balls, until Scarlet’s blushing and blissful facesparks in his mind and he can’t hold back any longer.

He comes with her name on his tongue - how would her womanhood taste like? - and then he falls onto thebed, hands and thighs sticky with his cum.

He closes his eyes and the image of Scarlet in his mind is still strong,still burning, and he hopes that, should they make finally make love, he will beable to make her happy.