#comet answers asks

[3x0t1clibra]

strike week june 16th-june 23rd

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[str8upjorkinit]

When you have a chance or a moment you know when your feelings better and such.

You know those smooch doodles you did for Jin and Sho

Could you do ones for Tohma and or Zenji

Please with lots of ❤️💫

[missaccuracy]

What do you think about how Sozin's Comet novel constructs the mirror scene? Is Azula's "Liar!" monologue accurate?

Yes, if we analyze Azula's thoughts, I think they're pretty consistent with the canon.

At first, Azula repeats in her thoughts her belief that Zuko was Ursa's favourite and that her mother didn't like her, which is in line with her words in the Beach episode. Azula is hurt because of that and that's why she wants to show her mother that her presence is unwelcomed.

This is what I love about the mirror scene. The show doesn't tell us Azula's thoughts when she screams, but earlier in the Beach episode we were shown that Azula thinks Ursa favoured Zuko and thought she's a monster. So based on that we can figure out that Azula doesn't believe the hallucination. The novel just provides a confirmation of this.

Honestly, I could never see Azula breaking the mirror as anything other than her screaming "Liar" internally. Azula knows her mother didn't fear her, after all, she wasn't afraid to discipline her, but after some time passed, the fact that they didn't get along before Ursa disappeared, and Ursa favouring Zuko, Azula doesn't believe that her mother loved her anymore.

[rachelsfav-queer]

Some guy flirting with enid and her hander finding out... opp look like enid has a new chew toy. Wednesday not worry about her girl cheating but is the principal of the thing after all

Wednesday knows her feral little puppy is loyal, but she still needs to establish who the werewolf belongs to and that she’s not to be messed with. And if Enid finds herself with a few new bones to gnaw on in her wolf form a few days later, well… Enid’s certainly not complaining 🤭🤭

[askcomet]

(@ask-aeos-company) Essie approaches Comet. She smiles with very excited eyes.

"Hiiii! Ohmygosh, a Pokémon from the stars? Are you actually from there? Sorry, I was WAY TOO excited to meetcha... Anyways, what plans do you have for the Magi's arrival?"

"Is this a party just for them? Is it their birthday?"

@ask-aeos-company

[thepatchworksys]

gaaaaaaay 🫵🫵🫵🫵

AUUUUUGGH yeah its true. Youre rigjt. btw HAIII HAIIIJII HAIII HELLO

[cometsfunsies]

It took... weeks, for Grey to work up the courage to message their new acquaintance, despite her seeming initial courage during that first meeting.

Nonetheless, he managed to appear on Comet's personal network on a rainy Monday morning with a simple message;

Heyo! Hope you've been doing well :]

Comet was surprised, he hated to admit it almost forgot that Grey existed. He sent back a simple audio message.

Hello! I’ve been doing well! How have you been doing?

[spookitordukeit]

In your fic tbasawas was there anything specific that inspired you to do your specific stories and or ships?

Yes and no—

For the story itself:

Originally, I only had concepts for Aeiisy, a dark fic with a skeleton reader who is constantly having a Bad Time. But, as with most of my ideas, it got split into two different paths. (This is how I end up with most of my fic ideas btw) You might see a few similarities, or even direct reflections between a few of my works, and that’s because they are all directly or indirectly formed from a few of the same ideas, split into separate paths.

Like an au I guess???

Tbasawas was made as a direct counter to Aeiisy, so I wouldn’t pass away from angst and could have something sweet a fluffy to write whenever I got burnt out. (Ignoring the amount of angst that ended up in Tbasawas anyway… and the fluff that got put into Aeiisy…. Don’t look at me!!)

So Tbasawas was inspired by Aeiisy, and Aeiisy was inspired by the need for a skele reader, Monster Frisk, and an apocalypse fic. Not sure how any of that connects, but that’s how it went down.

Tbasawas is a soft apocalypse, if that’s even a thing. Their changes aren’t gory and the world isn’t riddled with war and violence. Just people treated like lost puppies in a cozy adoption center waiting for their ‘forever home’. For the most part.

I take a lot of inspiration directly from animal adoption processes. The whole shebang. Paperwork, wait time, vetting, inspections, background checks, introductions, acclimation— Hell, even the Assigned Nurse can be compared to a Foster. The Mimic Monitors are essentially juiced up microchips.

I’m pretty sure I even used a template for the adoption of a dog from a serious breeder for the letter that Abbee gives Nerma to explain to process. And the email Edge receives  in chapter one.

There’s a lot of themes in Tbasawas going on. Another one is the grieving process, as hinted at in the title of the first chapter. Arc one: Shock.

I’m using this version of the grieving process in particular:

I’m not sure how strictly I’ll follow it, but it’s definitely there in the background, at the very least.

As for inspiration for the relationships:

It’s all kinda based around these themes and how I think the characters would be changed by them.

I’ve changed these characters a lot. Maybe not much physically for most,(that you can see.. wink wonk) but I’ve taken a lot of liberty with their stories and backgrounds. And in the tags for Tbasawas, this universe is listed under post neutral route… not pacifist. Do with that information what you will.

Based on these changes, I think about how they might act. What makes the most sense. What they feel, what kind of person would they feel most comfortable around and what kind would they hate? Do they have insecurities? Are there any fears that they might be judged? Would that stop them from getting close to specific skeletons in the pack? *cough* Sparrow *cough*

Are they jealous or possessive? Holding on to the one good thing that’s happened to them and waiting for the other show to drop?? Even if it hinders the others ability to seek out relationships with others of the pack??? *cough* Red *cough*

I kinda just zone out and smash dolls together in my mind until I get something I like. Not all that cool of a process, but it’s what works for me.

Speaking of! Let’s use Red and Sparrow as an example!!!

*grabs my mental dolls of Red and Sparrow in my hands and smacks them together*

*loud incorrect buzzer sound*

Yep. Knew that would happen. See— Red is chill around the pack, but there’s not a lot of… feelings??? He has this disconnect inside him, whether from his LV, his trauma, or if that’s simply just how he handles his emotions, I’m not sure.

There’s this wall that he has up. He cares for the pack, and for his brother, of course he does! He’d kill for them. That was never in question. He’s just… distant. The only one who can really, really get close is Comet. And that’s mainly because they’re so similar it hurts. They’re in the same, sinking boat. Drifting out in the middle of the ocean as they keep hammering in nails in hopes they won’t drown.

Red is heavily complex, and no one knows just how to solve him and tell him to stop making so many damn holes in his boat before it’s unrepairable.

He’s smoke and mirrors with knives that will cut you if you take a wrong step.

Sparrow, is also withdrawn. But for very different reasons.

He’s not shy, per say— but he’s very conscious how he looks and how he’s perceived. He knows that he’s not as handsome as he once was (lies), he knows that he looks frightening, even to other Monsters.

His self esteem is very low, it’s been getting better thanks to his pack, but it’s still not great. He hides a lot of things about himself, whether out of shame or for the perceived benefit of the other person is a 50/50 at any given moment.

His status as a sigma doesn’t help. There are already enough stigmas about people like him and Star, if Sparrow can’t do what’s expected of him— if he falls into stereotypes—

…he doesn’t like to think about it.

He’s not as able bodied anymore, and his senses are both dulled and heightened to uncomfortable degrees. He needs to be able to trust the people around him. He needs to know that they won’t think lower of him for his weakness. He needs to know that he can depend on them and they won’t just up and leave.

Red has given no indication that he is capable of providing any of those assurances. He has in fact proven quite the opposite.

At this point in time, Red and Sparrow could never be in a relationship. Sparrow would likely end up cut on Red’s knives and shattered glass, and Red would keep hammering more fucking nails into his boat. Unaware that it’s the very thing that keeps brining in more water.

Augh. So long story short: insanity.

The idea for the story popped in my head and then I stared at characters until the imploded in my brain like a super nova and then they kept forming fun new galaxies for me to explore.

I guess it’s my characters that give me inspiration. I just wanna slap my dolls together and see wtf happens, I have no idea where I’m going and I’m equally as surprised as you are at every chapter🗿🗿🗿

I just wanna see Edge be soft and have his little found family, and to feel like he’s allowed to exist in the world despite his sins.

I wanna see Grim be an absolute menace and Get Bitches, because he loves his idiots and just wants to live life at his laziest.

I wanna see Bear put a ring on as many hoes as he likes and get to be happy and smug and purr as he crushes them (lovingly) in his nest.

I wanna see Stretch be soft and fuss about his mates and then punish them for their stupidity with various pranks.

I wanna see Star huff and lovingly bully his mates into being kind to them selves, forcing them to take it easy or face the wrath of Self Care days.

I wanna see Comet get yoinked out of his tiny shell and actually mean it when he smiles his little bastard smiles, and to be able to reach out and form other relationships within the pack.

I wanna see Black get his ass Wooed and his icy rain bloom into spring showers because he feels loved and able to be soft and love in turn.

I wanna see Blue live his life to the fullest and prioritize his own feelings sometimes and remember that it’s okay to want things.

I wanna see Sparrow have each and every one of his boo boos kissed and told that he’s handsome and I want him to accept it and be confident.

And I wanna see Red get a happy ending. I want to see his sharp edges, both the ones facing inside and out, to get smoothed out. I wanna see this bastard get soft and mushy. I’m gonna turn his ass into a grumpy marshmallow just you wait.

And of course, I want to see Nerma be the spark that gets this thing moving.

I’m just a simp…. That is all 😔

[estrelladeishtar]

hiii srry i was scrolling through the blank art memes tag (which also shows a lot of not blank ones, shrugs) and i saw the ones you made for your ocs? the romance ones with the nice glowy pink/gold. i wanted to ask if you'd be willing to post the templates, or if i'd have to join a server for those or something, because they look really cool honestly

Oh! I'm totally fine with handing out the blank template, 's not like a server exclusive thing so :0c

The full template, psd & png versions both (with & w/o transparent bg), are in google drive HERE ! :0c I DO ask that my credits stay intact & are not removed-- but you're welcome to customize this in terms of colors & aesthetics as much as you want ! (Hence including the psd version) (I also included an alt for those who would prefer b-day over zodiac, the file will have "bv" before it !)

This is a preview of the blank template for ref (version w zodiac vs the one w b-day in its place)

(there's a version that has the @ celestemancer username on the credits which... IS another username o mine, in the "older version" folder--but, the username ain't really much in use for art things, so the updated ver has estrelladeishtar only in credits LOL. There's no other differences tho in older & newer versions beyond that.)

[3x0t1clibra]

I double dog dare you to draw a Whiz-bang based Wubbox. :)

this is as much i couldve donewithout motivation burning out💔💔💔

[froggiewrites]

10, 14 & 24 for the game (if three isnt too much to ask)!! ヾ(*´ ∇ `)ﾉ

Three isn't too much at all!! 😊

10. Are there any books that have stuck with you to adulthood?

I have two for this! One is War and Peace, which I read as a stubborn high schooler just to prove that I could and unfortunately it did change my life (which sucks because I Do Not Respect how it ended and also you can't tell people your favorite book is War and Peace without looking pretentious as all hell 😭). The other is the Percy Jackson series, which I was really into as a kid and I think really influenced both my sense of humor and general sense of whimsy.

14. Do you have any advice?

My one piece of advice is really simple: you need to be nicer to yourself! Nearly everybody I've ever met, including myself, is way too harsh on themselves. I think there's a really important question everyone needs to ask themselves whenever they're pushing themselves: would you be this harsh on somebody else? Would you ever expect this level of perfection from a friend or loved one? If the answer is no, then you should be kinder to yourself about failing to live up to what might be unrealistic expectations!

24. A piece of media you wish people knew more about?

Ah this is so hard!! I think I have to go with my favorite musical of all time: Natasha Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812. It's based on a small snippet of War and Peace , and I truly think it's the best musical of all time. The set, the costumes, the casting, the music, it was all just...so totally perfect. I relisten to it every few months, and it always leaves me with a strange melancholy, but I think that's important to feel every once in a while. The finale is one of the most beautiful endings to a story I've ever heard, and the entire trip to get there is amazing as well. I could go on for hours about it, honestly.

[loverboy-havocboy]

I've always wondered, why the wolfpack? And more especially why Gregor/Comet? What drew you to those two?

the honest answer is that it was an accident!

back in october, i had never written before but i had this idea for a longfic of a different pairing. during discussions with my then-cowriter, i made an offhanded comment about how, since the pack would be background characters in that story, they should all be in love. that turned into the fic i'd be so good to you, which was meant to be a oneshot and ended up as (i think) 14 chapters. they just gripped me.

gregor/comet happened because my then-cowriter had the idea to add gregor into the mix, which ended up sparking at least 10 of those 14 chapters. the dynamics that blossomed between him and the pack were captivating to me! all of them were/are, but especially his relationship with comet, who was the first one he bonded with, and who fell head over heels for him pretty quickly.

aliit au happened because gregor was sex repulsed ace in ibsgty, and honestly i wanted him and comet to fuck. so i built an entire new universe just for them which, maybe predictably at that point, snowballed into almost 200k words so far.

i just think they're so nicely paired with each other!

[trudemaethien]

Hi! The random generators (even if I had to use a different one for the words) gave me Hardcase/Comet and evanescent shoe.

Beautiful.

“Nah, that guy’s called Comet because he leaves behind a deceptively sparkly trail of icy debris in his wake. You don’t want to go after him, Hardcase.”

“Maybe I’d like to chase that tail, though,” Hardcase says, staring after the path Comet’s circling around the dance floor. He’s soon lost in the swirling, gyrating throng.

“Torrent pup thinks he want to try and run with wolves?” one of the Wolfpack teases, draping himself over the back of their booth. This is the silver-haired one, and he looks eerie under the colorful lights. His grin has more teeth than are strictly friendly, but he is grinning and slouching and talking to them, so Hardcase smiles back cheerily.

“Sounds like an exhilarating good time,” he says, and across the table Jesse mouths (Sinker) at him, so he adds, “You wanna introduce me, Sinker? I’ll wag my tail and everything; only bite for play.”

Sinker throws back his head and laughs. “Only because I think Comet would get a kick out of you. Come on; what am I introducing you as…Bold, Terror, Audacity?”

“It’s Hardcase.”

Sinker laughs harder, chest shaking against Hardcase’s bicep as he guides them through the crowd. He lets go and gives Hardcase a shove, making him trip and stumble right into the arms of—he looks up and it’s who he asked to meet, Comet, looking down at him bewildered and then up at his smirking brother.

“I brought you a squeaky toy,” Sinker says smugly. “Comet, Hardcase; Hardcase, Comet.”

Comet looks at him again, amused and puzzled. “You…squeak?” Hardcase gets his feet back under himself and straightens his fatigue blouse.

“Bet, if you bite him,” Sinker teases, shoving them together again as he passes them to leave. “Have fun; save the pieces!”

At least Hardcase didn’t trip this time.

“Hi,” he says, “I did not ask him to say that.”

“No, I know; sorry my brother thinks he’s funny.” But Comet looks like he thought it was pretty entertaining too, and his smile has the same sort of teeth as Sinker’s had. No wonder people call the Wolfpack feral.

Hardcase glances over where Jesse and Fletch had been and doesn’t see them, and then feels the sharp pinch of teeth on his neck, and a swipe of warm wet tongue between them. He does make an embarrassingly high noise, and Comet’s snickering becomes giggling becomes full-blown laughter.

“Sorry, sorry,” he says unrepentantly, eyes glittering with glee, and that’s it. This is one grenade these wolves have tried to cook off just a moment too karking long.

Hardcase reels him in and kisses his laughing mouth with more teeth than is nice, and apparently that’s exactly the way these lunatics like it. Comet groans and gives back as good as he’s getting.

Hardcase can’t say he doesn’t like it, himself.

He’s not exactly sure how they get back to the barracks, since it’s hard to observe your surroundings with someone in your face; it’s a blur of making out and moving on autopilot.

The Wolfpack survivors had been given smaller quarters, and it seems they remain in them while regaining battalion strength and retraining all their new arrivals. It’s there that they land. No one else is in, and there’s not a whole lot of discussion why or who’s where, only less and less clothing and more and more enthusiastic touching.

It’s very nice, even if Comet’s a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy. Hardcase feels lucky to have gotten to know him like this. He’s a lot of fun, joking and teasing and wrestling.

Telling Comet this turns into round number—are they counting? Nope, they have better things to be doing.

<><>

Hardcase checks the chrono and curses with lighthearted annoyance. “I have formation. Wish I could stay.” He sits up and starts sorting through the mess of fatigues on the floor to separate his out.

“Mmm, I’ll keep the bed warm for you,” Comet says, tracing fingers over his hip and up the line of his tattoo on his back.

Hardcase turns and catches his hand, kissing his knuckles and tucking it away where it can’t start anything else they don’t have time to finish. “I’ll probably have detail all morning, and resupply after midmeal. This evening?”

“We’re taking night watch all this next week,” Comet says regretfully.

“And we leave in two days,” Hardcase adds, further dampening the mood.

“If this is goodbye, come tell me properly,” Comet pulls him in, and kisses him until he’s too distracted to think of being sad.

“Wasn’t it, uh, zero-eight for your formation?” Comet asks against his lips, “because it’s quarter-til.”

“Kriff,” Hardcase says with feeling, and scrambles to his feet. “Where’s my belt, cap…” he mumbles, patting himself down and looking around to make sure he hasn’t forgotten anything. “Toss me my other shoe, by the bed?”

Comet wings it at him, and Hardcase barely catches it, turning into the throw with an involuntary shout. Comet, still tangled in his sheets, is cracking up, so Hardcase flings it back at him to shut him up, and immediately regrets it as Comet tucks the shoe under himself and looks prepared to defend it with the utmost shenanigans.

“Hey, no, I need that! Come on, Comet.”

“No, I think I’m keeping this now,” Comet drawls.

“Hhheckkk. Please give it back? I’m already going to be late; you’re going to make me be out of uniform too? And I just got done dealing with the assholes in requisitions,” Hardcase wheedles.

“Take one of mine,” Comet says nonchalantly kicking the lid off his half-slid-out under-bunk kit box. His boot-shoes, worn with both armor and with fatigues are right on top. “Maybe it’ll help you keep your feet.”

Hardcase pauses, instantly more serious. “You’re giving me a piece of your shell?” he asks carefully, reining back his sudden eager interest.

“You did it first,” Comet says easily, but his smile says he knows exactly what he’s doing. “Keep my paint clean, you hear?”

There’s a thin stripe of grey around the edge of the sole. Hardcase’s boots are still unpainted. He hadn’t been joking about just having to draw new ones from supply after his last set had gotten damaged.

“I’ve still got to paint mine,” Hardcase says. “I can do it next time I see you?”

“Yeah,” Comet says, hugging his pillow. “I’d like that.”

Chasing Tail 🔒 https://archiveofourown.org/works/51903022

[xcometstarx]

Heya Comet! Remember me?

(Hint: I once became ur friends several months ago)

oh! I think so! Hiii!!! I might be insane- did you have another account? Or just this one? (I have terrible memory I'm sorry 😭)

-Comet

[rachelsfav-queer]

So about the feral enid and dark Wednesday

I kinda think like wolf out enid just Tower over Wednesday and at like a snap of Wednesday fingers enid lose it and just attack. But Wednesday has a silver dog whistle to put enid back in line

Abso-fucking-lutely!! You totally get what I was going for. Enid literally being at Wednesday’s beck and call and doing whatever Wednesday asks, because she’s also completely fucking obsessed with Wednesday.

And then the moment Wednesday calls her back (after literally tearing some asshole to shreds) Enid is bowing her head to Wednesday, asking for pets and ear scritches like the little puppy dog she is. Wednesday calling her a good girl and congratulating her on a good mauling 🥰🥰

Besides, it’s totally an Addams thing to have a literal werewolf as a mate and a guard dog

[askcomet]

(@ask-the-shiny-pokemons) Edin flies to Comet. Wherever he heard about Mama Moon he is curious.

"Heya! I've overheard the mention about the "Mama Moon". Is that...someone or something that can be found in space? I mean...I know what Moon means, but I don't know anything about the "Mama" part."

"Mama Moon is my mom!!"

"She lives up in space!! She listens to all the wishes of pokemon and people on Earth... and then sends one of us to grant them!"