#ask mel

[kinardsevan]

prompt: buck has been so quiet about him and tommy that the rest of the 118 aren't sure if things are good between them or not. then tommy comes over for one of the dinners (bobby invited him- he's the only one that gets "the less being said, the better it's going") and the rest of the 118 see just how much tommy and buck love one another.

Chim and Hen are concerned. They’re so used to Buck constantly talking about every little thing in his life that the lack of discussion about anything related to home feels incorrect. 

“Cap, he’s barely mentioned actually going home in weeks now,” Hen comments as Bobby checks the state of their dinner. 

“I’m inclined to agree with Hen,” Chimney adds. “The last time I asked him how he was, he started talking to me about Jee.” 

Bobby raises an eyebrow at them. “So you’re concerned because, and let me make sure I have this correct: Buck, who is notorious for bringing his problems to us, isn’t mentioning any,” he states at Hen before looking over at Chimney. “And because when you started a conversation with him, he wanted to talk about his niece, your daughter?” 

“Well-..” “Cap-…” 

“Why don’t you guys go take a look over the balcony,” Bobby tells them, gesturing a ladle towards it. “I think I just heard someone pull up.” 

They both eye him suspiciously, almost as though they might think he’s gone crazy, but after a beat, Hen slides off her seat and walks over to the balcony. She watches Evan exit the rec room on the first floor as Chimney comes to stand beside her. The sound of Evan’s giggle bounces off the walls of the firehouse as he walks towards the bay doors, his arms already extending. He makes it up between the ladder and rescue trucks before Tommy meets him, quickly enveloping him in a tight hug, so tight that he pulls Evan an inch or so off the ground, which elicits more laughter. A moment later, Tommy settles him back down and they lean back far enough for Tommy’s lips to find Evan’s. 

“Well, that’s disgusting,” Hen says, turning back towards Bobby and lifting her coffee to sip. 

“Too domestic,” Chimney adds, shaking his head as though he’s trying to lose the image of his brother and close friend so in love with each other. 

Bobby chuckles, smirks at them. 

“You still concerned?” 

Hen glances back over her shoulder as they hear a bang on the first floor. Tommy has Evan backed up against the ladder truck, kissing even more heatedly. She clears her throat and then raises her voice, intent on being heard. 

“Forget I asked.” 

[seirindono]

Sei sei, ask Mel to give me her 3 fav colors (ʘᴗʘ✿)

(What is it for? U'll find out later 👀)

"Hm? Uh-uh..."

(I hear it's black, mauve and some specific shades of green)

[pancho-pinto]

Android Ranchers AU

rancher girlies get 3 (unedited) snapshots i just wrote on a whim, no context and no lore other than they are both androids, prompted by THIS INCREDIBLE ART by @daily-tango-doodles

no warnings. everything is pretty safe (if i say so myself)

Tango glances over, and his eye twitches. The red tint overtakes his vision, the world suddenly behind a curtain of sheer red fabric. He blinks a couple of times until the other colors return, his voice box stuttering stuck still.

Just as he regains some control of his limbs, opening and closing his fists, bending and stretching his legs, admiring the mismatched plates of body, Jimmy joins him with two pouches. Jimmy wipes some spilling blue from the corners of his lips with his thumb, offering a sweet smile on top of the drink.

Jimmy sits on the other swing, turning his head to the night sky and the thousand stars. He looks perfect, in a presentation way.

Hair brushed and fair skin, ironed clothes and not a wrinkle to be found, eyes bright and warm smile. Inviting and friendly and safe.

He speaks just as nicely too, "It's easy to find you."

Tango tilts his head slightly, his eyebrows not working still it seems.

"I mean, it's all blue. The lights and everything, just—" Jimmy waves his hand, the other holding onto the pouch. He brings it to his lips to take a sip. "You're red. It's, I don't know, just makes it easier to find you. Like I can't lose you."

Tango makes the motion of a huff though his lungs and air vents only whir. The corners of his lips twitch though, all for him.

"It's whatever," Jimmy dismisses, waving it off this time. He turns his head, lips on the straw breaking into a smile when their eyes met. "Not like I can my eyes off you anyways."

Blues to a brown and a red, the sky meeting a valcanoe. Briefly, Tango sees red reflected in his eyes, and he wonders how hard Jimmy is looking at him for that to happen.

His voice box squeaks then clicks, and he clears his throat to test the sound. Somehow, Jimmy smiles even more when his voice returns.

"Hi, Jimmy."

"Hi, Tango."

there is also this ADORABLE PIECE LIKE HELLO??? CUTIES by @mellioops

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"Hey! Tango, can you give me a hand!"

As soon as the words leave Jimmy's lips, he grimaces, regret setting in as something flies by on the edges of his vision. The clank against the wall and subsequent thud as it falls to the ground zips the barn of all sound.

Slowly, he turns his head to it, just staring at the metal arm laying there. He breaks into a smile, however, when he sees the fingers pinching a baby blue flower.

"Huh-uh! Get in here you!" He yells as he stands up, walking over to pick up the arm. He pries the flower from the fingers, carefully tucking it over his ear, the stem piercing through his hair.

Shortly after, footsteps muffle in the hay and dirt, gears and spring-locks and pumps filling the air. A quiet huff, an amused smile.

Jimmy turns and tosses the arm back to him, crossing his arms over his chest, popping his hip as Tango re-adjusts his arm back.

Tango looks at him, guilty expression on his face, and Jimmy notices the green eye today.

"Help?"

Jimmy exhales, exasperated but there is a fond smile on his lips. Grumpily, he walks over, taking the grey arm again as Tango holds up his short sleeve. He sees flour on the fake skin, a dash of cinnamon too, and some dried egg whites.

"Cooking something?" He asks as he bends down a little, trying to find the joint. He nudges him to turn so he can get better lighting.

"Trying," Tango corrects with a small laugh. "Pix is napping so I have the house to myself! And the cats, and Benny, but mostly me."

He snorts, "Don't burn my kitchen down."

With a click, Tango's arm is secured again. Tango turns and spins his elbow, rotating it to secure it before looking beside Jimmy's arm. A bicycle is leaning against a hay stack, a wheel laying on the ground and most of the parts disassembled.

"Wanna swap?" Tango asks, gesturing to the bicycle with his head.

"I'll help you inside, then you help me. That work?"

Tango smiles, then two-finger salutes him.

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Jimmy stares at the manual, Tango's handwriting denting the pages. The ink is old now, the color fading and the edges of the papers are browning. The pages are crisp and fragile, and he cannot turning the pages, reading the lines over and over.

Instructions. Step by steps. Crossed out sections, new sections, everything of Tango's. Maintenance. How to keep him alive.

The pages crumple under his hand as his vents overheat, his pump so loud in his chest cavity. It rings in his ears too, the slow release of steam as he tries to figure what he did wrong.

But his eyes drift, and prying them is hard. Too hard. He stares.

Tango lays in bed unmoving, still. Too still. He did everything by the letter, he did everything as Tango had taught him, a precision ingrained in his code to save lives.

How long had it been?

His own system needs maintenance. Every part of him is working overtime, running on fumes without fuel and lubricant. He feels rigid and rusted, and he cannot stop wondering how Tango can live like this, and he cannot stop seeing the worse.

A red light turning off forever.

That cannot be.

His phone rings nearby, shattering in the silence of the room. He focuses on nothing but the occasional beeps and steady buzzing, no real way of knowing the circuit is actually connected until Tango gives a sign. A reaction. Something.

Just as he resigns himself to look for his phone and answer Pixl, a spark flies and Tango jolts. He flops back on the bed, exhaling fumes.

In a blink, Jimmy is by his side, taking his hand, trembling though he is not sure if he is worried or playing with his own life.

"Hey rancher," Tango manages to whisper with a weak smile.

"You'll be okay," Jimmy replies instantly, squeezing his hand. He drops to his knees, taking his hand with both hands now. He presses Tango's hand to his forehead, eyes screwed shut as his words come out strained, "I did everything you taught me. You'll be okay, you hear? Pixl will fix you soon, just hang in there. Hang in there, Tango, okay? Just a little longer."

Weakly, Tango squeezes his hands back, pushing against his forehead with all the strength he can manage. "Thanks, Jimmy."

[medeas-chariot]

Why does Swift have beef with a fictional character ? i don't understand what is going on

Swifties on twitter making up drama again 😐 a cute tweet from one of them started it all and some of them went crazy on the quotes calling Lestat ugly and horrible and other ridiculous things like find a real problem, people. Touch grass.

[thepalaceofmelanie]

Hope you're having a lovely day! 💞

Thank you! I'm actually doing better today; hope you're having a lovely day as well <3 @harmshake

Take a Sarafina pic too as cat tax.

[melanshi]

fag lol

sir/ma'am/anon of indeterminate gender this is tumblr.com. what do you expect.

[lovesbiggerthanpride]

Hi Mel!

For this round of daily askgasms I’m asking the Inside the Actors Studio questionnaire! Imagine me doing my best James Lipton impression…

* What is your favorite word?

* What is your least favorite word?

* What turns you on?

* What turns you off?

* What is your favorite curse word?

* What sound or noise do you love?

* What sound or noise do you hate?

* What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

* What profession would you not like to do?

* If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

I’m excited to hear your answers!

Happy Sunday, Kat! Happy belated birthday wishes to you! *sending a dancing P boy your way*

What is your favorite word?

Joy.

What is your least favorite word?

I don’t have one.

What turns you on?

A nice smile, confidence, pretty eyes, great listening skills.

What turns you off?

Rudeness, consistently being ignored.

What is your favorite curse word?

Fuck.

What sound or noise do you love?

My favorite songs, waves at the beach, my favorite people’s laughter.

What sound or noise do you hate?

The voices of people I loathe.

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Event planner, music supervisor.

What profession would you not like to do?

Anything in retail.

If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

“Hey girl, you did it!”

[daddiesdrarryy]

i love your incorrect quotes <3

Thank you💕💕💕

[timedhoney]

Your Haechan fic is chef's kiss! It's written so beautifully!!!!

thank you honey 🥺🥺 this really means a lot truly <3 more soon hopefully xx

[alamogirl80]

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

Cliffhangers. I’m really good at cutting off a chapter right in the middle of suspense or action.

I’m not remorseful about that at all.

[theherothechampiontheinquisitor]

hey uh and this isn’t a criticism

what’s up with you and lucille ball and desi arnaz today

Haha no worries. I've loved Lucy and Desi since I was 12 and just things in the last few months got me back into them more, I reread their auto bios, caught up on new documentarys etc and just needed a place for my feelings. I hadn't been on Tumblr in forever and stumbled across a blog in the middle of the night from a Google search I was doing for a particular quote and then once at that blog I lost all self control 🤣

I still love Marvel and RDJ etc but my obsession reawakenings hit hard 😅 I'm sorry.

[kinardsevan]

Buck sees an old video of Tommy during a rescue and is insanely turn on so he goes on a deep dive to find anything he can. Competency kink unlocked

It was all Evan could do to close his mouth as he stared at his brother-in-law’s phone. Chimney had mentioned the rescue earlier in the day, but fuck, something about actually seeing Tommy repel down the side of a mountain with nothing but a harness to hold him up was hot. 

It was a risky move. Granted, Evan was learning his boyfriend loved risky moves. This one in particular though, had been in an icy downpour in the middle of December. He’d been the only one tall enough to be able to make the drop between where the rope ended and the cliffside in order to reach the kids who had fallen there and get them back up into the harness so they could be pulled back up to safety. There was plenty to be said about how the rescue could’ve gotten Tommy killed, but the fact that he’d done it was hot. He’d put everyone else on the scene before himself, never mind the way his clothes were sticking to him from the rain. Even though the video was over a decade old from some news footage, just seeing had been what kept Evan going through the rest of his shift, after which he’d promptly driven to Tommy’s house, determined to get his tongue on his boyfriend's skin and lick every inch of his beautiful, beautiful chest. And that was only the beginning. 

A week and a half later, Evan was stuck on the couch, courtesy of a bad strain in his leg on a rescue of his own. He’d been ordered to sit out the following shift and rest, and of course Tommy had to work. Evan had hated it at first. At least, until he hobbled into his livingroom, halfway through an episode of Days of our Lives when the news cut in. 

It was hot. So hot that Evan had to unbutton the collar of his polo when he saw his boyfriend on the TV.

Harbor was at a scene on a highrise, trying to get people out of a partial collapse, and Tommy was fucking repelling the side of the building to get people out. The news was holding such great coverage that Evan was able to watch him get two kids, an adult, and their dog out of the building before they finally switched to an interview with Chief Simpson. And it was right about that time that Evan realized he was hard. He groaned at the realization, far too frustrated from the way watching his boyfriend work affected him, and even more frustrated at having to solve his own problem. 

Still, he didn’t forget. 

Nine hours later when Tommy stumbled through the doorway to the loft, Evan was at the door, waiting. He promptly shoved Tommy back against it and hit his knees. Tommy furrowed a brow, running a hand through Evan’s hair as he looked down at him. 

“What’s happening right now,” he asked, a little incredulously.

“Watched my sexy ass boyfriend save an entire family today,” Evan replied, unzipping his pants and reaching into them. Tommy groaned and dropped his head back against the door. “Figured he should get a reward for that.” 

Tommy tilted his head down, ready to say that it was just his job, he wasn’t doing anything extra, only to get a full view of Evan going completely down on him, pulling a moan out of the middle of his chest. 

“Fuck, Evan- oh my god.” 

Little laughs, almost cunning. And then all the way down. Tommy jolted. And then, only because he wouldn’t be able to hold it together much longer otherwise, he pulled Evan off of him, pulled his pants back up. Evan scowled at him. 

“I was doing something,” he whined. 

Tommy shook his head, leaning down and sweeping his boyfriend up from the floor, tossing him over his shoulder like a ragdoll. 

“Sorry baby. My boyfriend said I need to do him instead. Besides, you said yours deserved a reward, and this is the one he wants.” 

[seirindono]

Mel, have you seen any skeleton dragons in your au? If not, are there any stories about them? And can you tell us?

There exist some anthropomorphic/Monster-ish dragons in the Underground (sad dragon at Mtt Resort!) but I assume you were talking about their more "traditional" counterparts, so Mel is referring to those here ( ´ ▿ ` )

We had another dragon-related ask way back, if you're interested. The visual isn't canon but I've updated it a bit so the answer is a bit more relevant

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[skaterboysavior]

w/ the release of act 2, it seems that nobody is asking the big questions such as:

where is ekko?

if viktor died once and came back after a few days of being in the sourdough starter, does that count as his three-day jesus resurrection?

if the above is true and he's dead again, are we about to witness the second coming?

do we think cait and vi had enough time in between tousling around in the dirt and planning their little ambessa betrayal to have a quickie?

if the 'get jinxed' song is canon within the arcane universe, was that a self-titled mixtape she released or is it just a famous pop song that everyone was getting down to... good marketing either way

where is ekko.

was it mel's mystery magic/connection to the arcane that saved her (and by jayce by proxy since he was standing so close) from jinx's rocket?

jayce.... no bitches ....

where is ekko????

where the hell is ekko?????????????

[medeas-chariot]

It's the eyelashes and the perfect smile <3

Right???

[thepalaceofmelanie]

okay so this is like a plague or something - hang on - sips tea takes deep breath - chokes and presses send...

list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you to get to know your mutuals and followers. 🥰❤️

Aww thanks @morby

1- Sarafina, my cat

2- Night time

3- Writing

4- Spring time

5- Passion fruit tea