#ask games ;

[bethany-sensei]

I’m getting nothing but spam bots in my inbox lately, a few of these would be a treat!

i wanted to make an oc ask game 😋 things i like to ask people abt their characters:

are they associated with a certain color? what color do they wear the most?

what sort of music would they like? have you thought about what genres or bands do they lean towards? do they have a favorite song?

weapon of choice? any particular reason they chose their weapon?

how crafty/resourceful are they?

how do they typically dress? does their wardrobe lean more towards practicality or aesthetics?

how do they wear their hair? do they care a lot how their hair looks?

favorite animal? why?

do they have a nickname? who gave it to them? if it's not derived from their real name, what's the story behind it?

favorite food? least favorite? are they a picky eater? do they have any dietary restrictions?

if they wear jewelry, what kind? do they prefer silver or gold? do they have a favorite gem?

what do they have in common with you? how are they different? would you get along with them?

how long have they been around? do you know their birthday? is their birthday the day you made them or another day? what do they think of celebrating birthdays?

what languages do they speak? how fluently?

are they any good with numbers?

how big or small is their family? who did they live with growing up? do they live with anyone now?

do they have any pets? what do they call their pets?

how did they spend their summers/free time as a child?

their opinion on lying, stealing, and killing?

are they quick to anger? what sets them off?

if applicable, can they drive? if they have their own, what color is their vehicle? is the inside neat and tidy, or a mess?

their favorite place to be?

do they sleep well at night?

how would you describe their voice? can they sing?

do they have any creative hobbies? (art, writing, music, etc)

how good/bad is their hearing? what about their eyesight?

how do they move? are they clumsy? light on their feet? do they use mobility aids?

if applicable, do they have a favorite sport? do they play any sports or prefer to watch?

how do they show that they care about someone? how do they express that they don't like someone?

are they associated with any particular element (air, earth, fire, water)?

do they smell like anything notable?

do they like receiving gifts? giving gifts? what is their ideal gift?

do they have any habits that aren't particularly self-destructive, just maybe odd?

if applicable, how would your other characters describe them? i mean specifically the people around them.

how would your character describe themselves? it doesn't have to line up with how they really are.

do they ever return home?

[miasmaghoul]

Hi miasma hiii, I think Rain's most embarrassing kink is his medical one. Play with me in this space:

So he's obviously a gorgeous water ghoul used to using his good looks to get whatever he wants whether it's multiple orgasms from Mountain or degradation and beatings from Swiss. But with Omega...

The room is kept chilly and Rain shivers underneath a thin paper gown. Not even a well-worn cloth one, just something that could have been cut from the same white sheet that covers the examination bed he's on. Omega tapping away at a laptop, asking questions without even glancing to see how Rain shivers, cold all over except his warm face. He doesn't know the older ghoul as well as he does Aether and that's exactly why Rain goes to him. The element of unfamiliarity, the rote procedure Omega goes through like Rain was a standard patient and this wasn't something they hashed out over coffee and sealed with a handshake. Omega knows what Rain needs and he takes his sweet time getting there. Wouldn't want his file to be missing any important information.

Omega asks him to undo the gown, let it slide awkwardly down to his hips. Omega wears a stethoscope but he doesn't have to use it. He just has to politely ask Rain to drop his glamour and he does. Reveals his crystal clear and translucent skin, the pearly white of his bones and steady twitching of his organs. Omega watches his lungs flutter with each breath, his heart rate climbing, blood rushing to fill veins that spiderweb just under the surface. He's so vulnerable like this, so fragile. Baring the whole of his being to Omega's studious gaze. The older ghoul can watch how the blood flows faster out of his heart, swirling a downward path lower and lower.

"Interesting." Omega says. "Are you usually so nervous during a doctor's visit?'

"Only when it's you." Rain admits, lowering his eyes. He doesn't let anyone see him without his glamour; even his fellow band mates can get weirded out seeing how his digestion works. But Omega treats it as just another thing to study. No judgement, just care.

"Well then." Omega says. Not warmly. Not intended to comfort. A scientist studying a specimen, an entomologist pinning another butterfly to a corkboard. "Let's continue with the examination. I need to make sure every inch of you is in working order."

Rain gulps, visibly and audibly. His throat is dry. His hands crinkle the paper of the gown in his lap as he lets Omega see underneath. His tentacle is hidden in her sheathe, but even that too is transparent and he strokes the soft skin above her, presses down to watch her squirm inside him and looks up just in time to see Rain's heart skip a beat.

"Remember." He says sternly. "You're due for your vaccination update today too."

Rain glances over at the tray of needles ready to pierce through his clear skin and doesn't bother suppressing a shudder.

(orbeez water ghoul supremacy) 🔔

ORBEEZ WATER GHOUL SUPREMACY!!!!!!

This is making me 17 kinds of insane thank u belle I will be Considering it for the next 7-10 business days fhhdhehdjeh

[lsunstreakerl]

Hiii Sunny! Maxiel and 32 for the ask game? (Hope you have a good day ❤️)

in the true nature of the tentacle verse this got longer than I meant it to. also, I'm not sure if the humor comes through as funny as it is in my head, but. please. it's funny. 1.7k words, alternating Max POV and Daniel POV.

heads up! this is the tentacle verse. nothing explicit but like. the verse as a whole is just. yeah.

Max is curled around the eggs, carefully cradled between his side and his tail. Charles is out hunting, even though Max is perfectly capable— and slightly better at it— because there's a runt in this brood, and he's been stressing about it.

Once they know what species it'll be, Max will be sure to get the aquarium set up for it. Charles still doesn't know about the aquarium, but Max thinks some secret keeping in their relationship is fair, considering he hadn't known about... pretty much anything, getting into it.

There's an uncomfortable twist in his chest, and Max shifts, flexing his nails against the sand underneath him, gills flaring. Nobody's stupid enough to come near the den— Max has made the consequences of that very clear.

It feels almost like a sneeze, and he wrinkles his nose, unsure about the mechanics of sneezing underwater—

------

He's dry.

Max's heart immediately picks up, eyes darting around the room frantically. He's not even sure—

He's on land. In a bed. His limbs don't feel right, and his hair is brushing against his forehead. He lifts a hand to push it out of the way, and the tanned skin staring back at him, the inked rose—

He screams.

------

Daniel's pretty fucking confident he hadn't taken anything weird in the last day or so. Definitely not anything strong enough for him to be having the dream he's having.

He's a mermaid. There's a bunch of little white squishy orbs in the curl of his tail, although it's not scaly or sparkly at all, which feels kind of unfair, honestly. He read somewhere that once you're aware of a lucid dream you can change it, but no amount of wishing makes the tail any cooler.

It reminds him of sharkskin. There's small brown spots all along the tail, traveling up his sides and across his arms, but it's weird.

He's pale.

More pale than he's been in his entire life. There are small, sturdy fins along his forearms, and his nails—

Daniel gets distracted looking at them, long and sharp, slightly hooked at the end. It's a weird dream for sure, especially when he feels up at his neck, the gentle fluttering of skin where water rushes in and out.

He'd never thought about the finer details of a mermaid before, so he's got to give props to his sleeping brain for creativity, although he's not so sure about the squishy things.

His first thought is that they're eggs, based on the small, sandy cradle he's wrapped around, but that doesn't seem right.

Daniel has zero aspirations of mermaid parenthood, even in his subconscious. That much he's confident about.

He tries flicking the tail slightly, finding it intuitive but difficult. There's a soft burble near a hole in the wall, and then something comes in.

Daniel screams.

------

Max probably looks like a crazy man, running outside barefoot, hoping with everything in him that this somehow hasn't happened.

He's Daniel.

He'd checked in all the ways that mattered— bathroom mirror, tattoo tour, phone unlocked with face ID, and helmet collection.

The driveway is hot against his feet. Normally it would burn, cause him to hop around and swear, but Daniel's been doing it his whole life, and the soles of his feet are tougher than Max's are.

He's in Australia.

With legs.

It's not like Daniel can magically turn into a fish or anything either, and Max grips his hands in his hair.

He's trying not to panic, it's just—

If Max is Daniel...

Well.

------

Daniel throws an egg at the intruder. There's plenty of fish bones around, he realizes a moment later, but the egg was nearby. It doesn't throw very well either, drifting through the water until a fucking tentacle wraps around it, carefully tucking it close to a lean chest.

Daniel picks up another egg in one hand, fishbone in the other, eyes narrowed.

The thing uncurls, still holding the egg protectively, and Daniel reconsiders his drug theory as Charles chitters at him through the water.

It's definitely the other driver— the hair, the facial structure, the arms— but the waist down is what has Daniel tripping out, all coiling tentacles and a soft glow.

Charles chitters at him again, sounding annoyed. There's a huge fish wrapped in one of the tentacles, clearly dead.

Daniel isn't sure if his imagination is this vivid.

An irritated trill, and then tentacles are speeding towards him, snatching the egg, the fishbone, and Daniel.

The egg goes back in the clutch, the fishbone gets dropped in the sand, and Daniel gets pulled above water.

"What the fuck? Why did you try to throw an egg at me?"

Charles sounds pissed, and also extremely confused, which is really not helping Daniel's situation any.

"So it is an egg. Are you still a mermaid, if it's tentacles?"

His own voice startles him, low and raspy. There's no trace of his accent, tongue and lips wrapping around the words in a way Daniel doesn't recognize.

Scratch that. He recognizes it, just not on him.

He's staring at Charles, mouth open. The other man eyes him weirdly.

"What, is there blood on my face? Seriously Max, you are acting weird, why the fuck are you throwing the eggs?"

He swallows.

"...Charles?"

His voice is quieter. He's...

He's not so sure he's dreaming.

------

Max takes a private flight. It's 20 hours he'll never get back, but he's panicking. Charles, the eggs—

He sighs in relief that Daniel won't remember any of it once they get him out of the water. He's pretty sure.

Ten hours later he bolts awake in the cabin, blanket stuck to him with sweat.

The memory loss is only because of the secretions, which only happens when—

------

Daniel wheezes, neck crushed by the tentacle wrapped around his throat. His limbs are pinned down in a way he's only seen once on a porn video he definitely hadn't meant to click on, and Charles looks like he wants to kill him.

His fingers twitch weakly as Charles hisses at him, small pointy teeth poking out when he curls his lip.

"How?"

Daniel has a small fear of dogs, and he is rapidly developing a very large fear of the ocean. Specifically squids.

The tentacle around his throat relaxes enough for him to speak, black dots dancing at the edge of his vision.

"Charles, it's me, Daniel."

Charles' eyes widen, and the death grip on Daniel relaxes slightly.

"Ricciardo?"

Daniel nods.

Charles' eyes narrow again, leaning in close to his face.

"Prove it."

He's wracking his brain, trying to figure out how he could possibly—

Oh.

"Vegas, at the Aria—"

The tentacle squeezes tighter again, and Charles' face goes pink.

"Right, yes, I believe you."

He lets go of Daniel, who immediately tries to scramble back a few feet, rubbing at his wrists to try and get blood flow back.

"So I'm... not dreaming."

Charles makes a face, thinking. He shrugs.

"Not necessarily. Some dreams are very vivid, yes?"

Daniel isn't sure that's how that works.

"But if I'm not dreaming— how—"

Charles moves lightning quick, a tentacle constricting around his throat and squeezing, leaving Daniel gasping, clawing for air.

"Shhhhh Daniel. Just a dream. A weird, terrible dream."

His vision is spotty, lungs burning.

The last thing he sees is Charles watching him with furrowed brows.

------

Max hadn't thought this far ahead. He's standing barefoot on the beach, in Daniel's body, and the den is completely inaccessible to a normal person.

Which Daniel is.

Charles is underwater with the eggs, so he doesn't have his phone.

Max winces, tapping at Daniel's phone screen and pulling up the keypad.

It rings once, twice.

"This is Arthur."

"Hey, it's Max. Verstappen. It's complicated. I need you to swim me back down to the den? Within regular people air time?"

"Max? You don't sound... okay, whatever. Are you at the beach?"

"Yes."

"I'll be there in five."

Arthur eyes him with extreme suspicion as he makes his way down into the private cove, hands in his pockets.

"Ricciardo."

Max sighs.

"Not Daniel. Me, Max. We are, uh. Body swapped, I assume."

Arthur's eyes widen.

"Seriously?"

Max holds his arms out in a shrug, lazily spinning in a circle.

"If I could shift gills and swim back down to the den myself, trust me, I would."

Arthur grins at him, canines slightly too sharp.

"Don't worry, I will be gentle. I hear there is a very broody shark that lives down there and likes to eat nosey neighbors."

There it is. Max groans, pulling off his shirt and tucking it under some rocks.

"It was one neighbor, and they were a little more than nosey—"

------

Max's lungs are burning by the time Arthur hauls him up into the air pocket of the den. Charles whips around, startled.

He's leaning over— oh, that's weird, Max doesn't like that— Max. Or Daniel. Daniel-as-Max. There's a shredded piece of fish in his hand.

Arthur blinks, slowly sinking back underwater.

"I will... leave you with that. Have fun."

He disappears with a quiet splash, and Max looks back over at Charles.

Daniel-as-Max is unconscious, dark bruises around his throat. Max makes a face.

"What the fuck?"

Charles winces.

"He thinks it is a dream! If I just keep him unconscious all the time, he will still think it's a dream!"

"So you strangled me? And now, what, you're force feeding him?"

Charles tosses his arms up, glaring.

"I don't see you with any better ideas. And you have left me alone with the eggs! I do not know how to brood, Max, that is the entire point of having you!"

Max rolls his eyes, kicking his feet idly in the water.

"Deadbeat."

"Excuse me—"

------

Daniel wakes up with a hangover that will be going in his personal hall of fame. His bed is rumbled, sheets halfway on the floor.

It smells like saltwater.

There's a phantom pain in his throat, but no bruising when he gingerly touches his fingers to his neck, and he's not in the outfit he remembers wearing the other night—

Mermaid. Charles.

He shudders, grabbing his phone. It's dead next to him, and the breeze is blowing in through his open window, curtains dancing lightly.

He makes a mental note to never take whatever the hell he did last night again.

His phone goes on the charger, and his clothes go in the hamper, and it's only when his screen lights back up that he seems missed messages asking why he'd been spotted barefoot in Monaco.

He wishes he had an answer. Having to chalk something up to a complete rager is something he's getting too old for, but—

He has no idea what else it could be.

[kitc0nn0r]

Tyler Lawrence Gray or Rainer Dawn

Rainer

Send two guys and I’ll tell you which I find more attractive

[xxgoldie]

all repeatable, i have a lot of drafts and even more ideas

ask game for teasing wips/upcoming projects

Send an emoji and I'll answer!

🌀Post the fic summary for a fic you haven't written/published yet. It can be hypothetical or something you really plan on releasing... ❄️Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing. 🌤️Share your favorite piece of dialogue from your WIP. 🌧️Share something angsty from your WIP. 🌈 Share something soft/fluffy from your WIP. 💧Share something romantic/hot from your WIP, or just something sweet if it's gen. 🌩️ Share something funny/cracky from your WIP. ☔Is there a fic concept you have that you'd like to just explain and share because you're not sure you'll ever write it? If so, what is it? 🌪️Sum up a WIP with a few fic tropes/Ao3 tags.

[ladykailitha]

WIP Wednesday Game

It’s WIP Wednesday, time for a little accountability, sharing your work, and getting a kick in the pants.

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames or specific AUs your WIPs; not titles, filenames (eg werewolf AU, unnamed mafia omegaverse, or Steve's Rizz vs Eddie's Zero Filter.)

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write at least 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!

If you’re reading this, you’re invited!

If you see someone posting a WIP Wednesday Game snippet, send them an ask! Make them write.

Today is a little different for the million word celebration in addition to writing a snippet, send in a number from 1-45 from this list here and I'll reply as well as share a snippet. Well, except Himbo Witch and Dragon Slayer that is. ;)

My only problem is that I tend to file name what the title is so I can find it easier, so...here’s what they were called before I titled them.

“File” Names

Himbo Witch

Dragon Slayer

Street Racer Steve

Model Eddie

Murder Mystery

Kid Fic

Snippet

“Whatever you say, man,” Jeff said pulling up a chair and sitting in it. “So back to how you know Eddie’s lost sheep...”

“I’ve known them since they were barely middle schoolers,” Steve huffed with laughter. “Mike Wheeler is my ex’s little brother and they’re friends with Jonathan Byers’ little brother, Will. You know, Zombie Boy?” He shook his head and rolled his eyes. “Whatever the fuck that is supposed to mean. Like it wasn’t as though he was actually dead.”

“You’re different than what I thought you’d be,” Jeff admitted. “I thought you’d deny knowing them if I’m honest. Because those kids talk about nothing else but how cool you are. But you straight up defended them like a mama bear. I like that.”

“Oh!” Steve said, the light coming back into his eyes even just a little. “I get it. Bit of an ass in school, couldn’t possibly be the hero the kids described. I’m not sure I believe half the stuff I’ve actually done to protect those little shits and I did them!”

“There was the pack of wild dogs...” Jeff said, listing off the things they’d brought up.

“True,” Steve said shaking his head. “But that was because Dustin brought home a baby one and thought he could raise it on his own.”

Beat.

“It ate his cat.”

It's that great and wonderful time of the week again! WIP Wednesday!

The game runs from 8am-11pm EST.

Send in as many asks as you want as often as you want.

Tag List:

@zerokrox-blog @forgottenkanji @w1ll0wtr33 @thesecondfate @dreamercec

@beelze-the-bubkiss @bookworm0690 @kultiras @niniel-karenine

[prettyboyprettyeyes]

✨soft asks✨

What song makes you feel better?

What is your go to comfort show?

Reading or writing? Why?

Whats your favorite feeling?

How do you like to take care of yourself?

What’s your favorite candle scent?

Who do you feel most like yourself around?

Whats a fabric/texture that’s nostalgic for you?

Best childhood moment?

When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)

Do you have a comfort item? Tell us about it!

What calms you down?

Bath or shower to relax?

Whats something upcoming that you’re excited for?

Comfort food?

What’s something you want to create soon?

How do you feel best loved?

What age in life do you think you’ll feel most yourself at?

Have you ever written or received a love letter?

Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.

Tea, Coffee, or hot cocoa?

Name of your favorite playlist?

Have you ever received flowers?

Who is your bestfriend?

If your soul was a color, what would it be?

If you could live anywhere with anyone you want, where would it be and who would you bring?

Do you like to garden? Have you ever grown something?

What are you proudest of?

Are you a kind person?

What do your hobbies look like?

[cherrieguroo]

other ask games are too sexual or romantic and i dont like that so im making my own, bitch

🫂 - i wanna hug you

🧠- i love hearing you talk. you should ramble to me more often

🫀- i love you in a deeply concerning platonic way

💿- i wanna listen to music with you in a treehouse in a summer night

🌷- i wanna shittalk people with you and just be haters together. it would be fun

���- you are so so cool and awesome oh my god

🌻- im proud of you

🍄- you didn't deserve what happened to you

🌵- you could stab me and i wouldnt mind as long as its you

💧- you are an important presence in my life

🍬- id go to a candy store with you and steal all the candy

🕹️- i wanna go to an arcade with you

🕰️- ill love you until the end of time, dear friend

🥊- id beat someone up with you

🌑- you worry me sometimes. just remember im here if you ever wanna talk about anything <2

♟️- you, me, board games.

🍁- im so glad you're my friend

🐚- our souls are linked in ways i cant put to words

[shynerdwantscuddles]

That send a heart emoji game, but it better encompasses the complex feelings between queer mutuals/followers:

❤️~ I’m deeply in love with you even though we’ve never met Irl

🧡~ I have feelings for you but will never tell you that off anon

💛~ We’re just friends… unless?

💚~ I want to be you

💙~ We’re actually just good friends, but I would die for you

💜~ You’re hot and you intimidate me

🩵~ You’re so cool, and I genuinely want to be besties

🤎~Me, you, and a U-Haul?

❣️~ I don’t know if I hate you or if I’m attracted to you

❤️‍🔥~ Oil up

❤️‍🩹~ Please get help

💌~ Why do you live so far away? 😭

💔~ If we were married we’d get divorced in less than a year

🫀~ You make me go feral

♥️~ You’re my type

💘~ I would fight you in a Wendy’s parking lot

💞~ Enemies to lovers?

💗~ I want to start an intense platonic friendship with you

💓~ We would destroy each other

💕~ You’re my dear old friend (homosexual undertones)

💖~ I’m judging you ☕️

🫶~ We’re bros/besties, but if you asked me out, I wouldn’t necessarily say no…

🫰~ I antagonize you because I care <3

😘~ I have a crush on you, AND I want to be you

🥰~ Pay attention to me 🥺

💑~ Let’s be roommates 😉

🤍~ You scare me, and not in a hot way

🩶~ We would not get along

🖤~ I’m outside your window 😀

💟~ I’m afraid of messaging you first

[evviejo]

✨️ask game✨️

random emoji-based questions to sate your curiosity

personal

👁 eye colour

🇪🇺 nationality

🏳️‍🌈 sexuality

🏳️‍⚧️ gender identity

🛐 religion

faves

☕️ hot drink

🧃 cold drink

🍜 dish

🍉 fruit

🥦 veggie

🎉 holiday

🎲 game

🏐 sport

🐈‍⬛ animal

🌻 flower

🌦 weather

🌍 place

🚙 means of transport

fandom faves

😇 blorbo

😈 meow meow

👥️ otp

📺 tv show

🎬 movie

📚 book

🎶 musical artist

[moookar]

I made an ask game tailored to things I would like to say to my mutuals :)

[scealaiscoite]

⋆˚࿔ build-a-fic 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

➴ chose a line of dialogue, an emotion and a setting (a number, letter, + a creature), and write/request to your heart’s content!

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ a piece of dialogue

꒰ 1 ꒱ “i can’t fucking believe this.”

꒰ 2 ꒱ “what they said back there. is it true?”

꒰ 3 ꒱ “it’s not safe here anymore- we need to leave. now!”

꒰ 4 ꒱ “you know how much i care about you.”

꒰ 5 ꒱ “they’re never going to hurt you again.”

꒰ 6 ꒱ “here, let’s get you warmed up.”

꒰ 7 ꒱ “i didn’t do it. please, you have to believe me!”

꒰ 8 ꒱ “i’m taking you home, and that’s that.”

꒰ 9 ꒱ “do you trust me?”

꒰ 10 ꒱ “i can’t sleep either. mind if i join you?”

꒰ 11 ꒱ “you’re not your worst mistake.”

꒰ 12 ꒱ “try and eat, if you can. it’ll make you feel better.”

꒰ 13 ꒱ “i say this with all the love in my heart, but you look like shit.”

꒰ 14 ꒱ “they’re going to surround us. we need to get ready.”

꒰ 15 ꒱ “i need you to leave.”

꒰ 16 ꒱ “we can’t be seen together like this. not anymore.”

꒰ 17 ꒱ “it’s dangerous. i need you to know that before you agree.”

꒰ 18 ꒱ “it’s just one night- surely sharing a bed for that long won’t kill us.”

꒰ 19 ꒱ “it’s getting dark, we should think about heading back.”

꒰ 20 ꒱ “what have i told you about coming here?!”

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ an emotion

꒰ A ꒱ disdain

꒰ B ꒱ grief

꒰ C ꒱ ecstasy

꒰ D ꒱ disbelief

꒰ E ꒱ anxiety

꒰ F ꒱ contentment

꒰ G ꒱ drunkenness

꒰ H ꒱ enjoyment

꒰ I ꒱ confusion

꒰ J ꒱ fear

꒰ K ꒱ hunger

꒰ L ꒱ relief

꒰ M ꒱ distrust

꒰ N ꒱ fondness

꒰ O ꒱ delight

꒰ P ꒱ hurt

꒰ Q ꒱ love

꒰ R ꒱ sickness

꒰ S ꒱ exhaustion

꒰ T ꒱ betrayal

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ a setting

꒰ 𓆉 ꒱ the corner bed in a hospital ward

꒰ 𓅨 ꒱ a spare bedroom

꒰ 𓆣 ꒱ an alleyway behind a dive bar

꒰ 𓃰 ꒱ a mountainside shrouded in fog

꒰ 𓃗 ꒱ a skeevy motel just off the highway

꒰ 𓃱 ꒱ a barren industrial plant in the middle of nowhere

꒰ 𓃟 ꒱ the lush, indulgent foyer of a member’s only club

꒰ 𓆟 ꒱ the war room of a military blacksite

꒰ 𓆈 ꒱ the produce aisle of a 24/7 supermarket

꒰ 𓅫 ꒱ the bedside of someone who doesn’t want you there

꒰ 𓅟 ꒱ the walk-in fridge of a failing restaurant

꒰ 𓃵 ꒱ a rickety old barn’s hayloft

꒰ 𓃓 ꒱ at work, far later than you should be

꒰ 𓆌 ꒱ a stranger’s bed at dawn

꒰ 𓆏 ꒱ an airplane hanger

꒰ 𓅭 ꒱ a medical bay that stinks of antiseptic and fear

꒰ 𓆗 ꒱ the kitchen of a derelict house

꒰ 𓃢 ꒱ the dressing room of a luxury department store

꒰ 𓆧 ꒱ the place where grassy plains meet desert dunes

꒰ 𓃔 ꒱ a beach at low tide

[ink-ghoul]

hermit fanon swap - an art game!

Reblog this to let your followers know they can send art requests to your ask box

if you are a writer you can also reblog this and make little snippets about hermits and their new traits

Vex!Grian and Avian!Mumbo as fun examples

Artless version behind the cut:

[scatterbrainedcoree]

Stole this from twitter

[mistfallengw2]

OC's Background Relationships Ask Game

Send an ask with OC + emoji (or the corresponding text), get a short ramble about the relationship of that OC with the corresponding side/background characters!

🎲 - Biological parents

👑 - Person who raised your OC and/or was important during their formative years

❓ - Estranged family/relatives they've never met

📎 - Siblings/close family

✨ - Children (current or future)

💎 - Chosen family (including warband)

🧸 - Childhood friends

🏆 - Best friends (past, current or future)

💌 - First crush/love

💋 - First kiss

🌹 - First relationship

🌶️ - First intimacy

💍 - Partners (current or future)

💔 - Exes

🍑 - Notable flings

✏️ - Classmates (including other cubs at the fahrar for charr)

⚙️ - Coworkers/boss (krewe/other charr outside of warband)

🐾 - Pets

🔪 - Enemy/nemesis

💢 - Person they can't stand

⚰️ - Someone they lost (not necessarily dead)

🩹 - Someone who was a source of trauma

🗑️ - "It's complicated"

©️ - Bonus: Canon NPC important to them

[Note: doesn't have to be in-depth, and if something is not applicable to an OC, you get to reroll!]