#melody-chii answers

[melody-chii]

Ahhahhh I hit the ask button on the app on accident but. ✨ you honestly make me think of Darcy from Thor. She is one of my favorite character and to me throughly underrated because she is the fan girl. IMO.

omg you’re so sweet :D kicking ass while fangirling hard are the best life goals

[ikesenmotonari]

Hello~ happy v day :3 just wanted to say thank you for following me and I hope you enjoy. Hope you have a wonderful day full of fun, friendship, and maybe romance (but friends are better lmao) ;3

right back at u mel ily 💕💕💕💖💖💖💕

[blackkatmagic]

I just watched the Naruto finale and I am cRYING OMG WHAT DO I DO THIS IS THE E N D OF MY CHILDHOOD AND IT WAS SO LOVELY AND THE WEDDING STUFF WAS SO CUTE AND *tears and sadness and feels*

💕

[wolffyluna]

melody-chii replied to your post “So, I’m currently working on an aggressively tragic Beleg/Turin pining...”

@me ;3 I live again   I HOPE THEY GET THE HAPPY ENDING THEY DESERVE    By which I mean, however it ends it fine. They’re both messy trash and it’s great but “deserving of a happy ending” is pretty ymmv esp on turin’s part                                                     

Hello, welcome back!

So, about that happy ending-- at the moment it’s, ah, aggressively canon compliant. With all that entails.

Also, some of it is me being annoyed by the way death is handled in a lot of stories, where they very neatly tie off the character’s arc with bow before killing them off-- so it’s a pining fic, where before there’s a chance to have The Conversation, where our POV character (Beleg) finds out whether his love is requited -- he dies.

Imagine that, a pining fic with the resolution* cut off with slow burn pacing. I want to frustrate the readers, not make them astral project into my house and punch me! 

It also has some other pacing issues that I’m trying to rein in while it’s still just an outline, but yeah. Might end up being a slow burn that has a bucket of water dumped on it at the end.

*Technically there will be a resolution/denoument/whatever, but the question of ‘Does Túrin also romantically love Beleg’ won’t be answered.

[high-pot-in-noose]

@alnair-tair has nominated me! Thanks for thinking of me!

Rules: Answer and tag 5-15 of your followers you’d like to get to know better.

I. Nickname: Jet OR Val

II. Gender: Assigned female at birth and comfortable with it.

III. Astrology sign: Erm, Cusp of Revolution? If I was born in the West, I would have been a Scorpio, no questions asked, but Thailand is ahead by twelves hours, so I’m Sagittarius by many sources -- though other sources say the 22nd of November is still part of Scorpio -- but, also, I was removed a week before I was due, so would that actually make my true birthdate to be the 29th of November? Ugh, Let’s just say Cusp of Revolution and be done with it.

IV. Height: ??cm/5′7(1/2)″ ft

V. Sexuality: Demi-ace

VI. Hogwarts house: Ravenpuff (Horned Serpent, too)

VII. Favorite animal: Octopus

VIII. Average hours of sleep: I try for 8, but sometimes I go with 6

IX. Dogs or cats: Cats. I don’t really believe in owning animals, so the thought of dogs, an animal bred specifically to be pets, puts me off. Cats, at least, can take care of themselves even if they are pets. I don’t hate either dogs or cats! I just don’t like the idea of owning another living creature.

X. Number of blankets you sleep with: Two. Thin ones (with a fan on) when it’s hot. If it’s cold (below 40 F), I’ll go with thick ones.

XI. Dream trip: I actually don’t like travelling -- I get motion sickness of all kinds. If you could teleport me there, I’d love to see movie sets for LoTR and Harry Potter

XII. Dream job: Librarian

XIII. When I made this account: No idea. Years before I actually became active.

XIV. Follower count: 138 (Rather proud of this since I’ve only been active for maybe two months now)

XV. Relationship status: I’m open to friendship and that’s it.

XVI. Favorite colors: Every shade of purple, pale green, and dove gray.

XVII. Lipstick or chapstick: Tinted lip balm

XVIII. 3 favorite foods: Pad Thai, Papaya salad, anything nominally Italian

XIX. Song stuck in your head: That’s Not My Name by The Ting Tings

XX. Last song you played: Go Down Moses by Louis Armstrong

XXI. Top 3 tv shows: I don’t really watch TV shows anymore, I just binge seasons of whatever fandom I’m interested in joining. Um, within fandoms I’m already in: Sherlock, Merlin, Teen Titans -- Outside of fandom: Good Eats, Between The Lions, and . . . anime (I swear to God, I can’t name anything else that isn’t just anime or old cartoons)

XXII. Book you’re currently reading: I’ve been consumed by the fanfiction, there’s no escaping it. Erm, but I recently read a book I’ve had sitting in my digital bookshelf for a while, A Nameless Witch. Shit’s hilarious!

XXIII. Last thing you googled: List of tv series for question 21

XXIV. Time: 5:10 PM

I nominate @silenceia , @tomoe-san , @thefringeperson , @funnymuffin91 , @lovingempress , @giantsstolemyheart , @helly-watermelonsmellinfellon , @melody-chii

[fuzzy-chronicler]

Can we see all the Fuzz's dabbing?

Not really all of them, but Slaaneshi is too busy researching dab to make he perfect one and Malalite said, that she is not going to take part in this idiocy

[slbp-holiday-exchange-blog]

For @demonintheally, from @melody-chii!

The tree is rough against your back, the wet bark clinging and scraping against your kimono. You can feel the damp seep in against your skin and the occasional droplets landing in your hair and dripping down your neck and spine. But you do not feel cold.

But to be fair, it would be impossible to feel such considering your situation.

“Ah—”

You gasp against his lips, your hands tangling in his thick, russet mane as he holds you up against the tree, and the rumble of thunder in the distance disguises your moans as he nips at your neck.

“L-Lord Shingen—” you gasp out, when he gives you a moment— “please—”

Lightning flashes among the clouds on the horizon, throwing his handsome features into a painfully sharp relief. It’s almost enough to make you forgive him for dragging you out into the rain, apparently just to— well. Do things that probably shouldn’t be done in the middle of a storm.

“—it’s a thunderstorm,” you insist. “The lightning—”

Of course, Takeda Shingen laughs in the face of danger. Even as doubts worry at the edge of your concentration, Shingen merely gives his dauntless grin, diving back into his ministrations with palpable pleasure, cutting you off mid-sentence. In hindsight, this was probably his plan from the start.

You’d followed him away from the palace hours ago when the clouds had merely been an ominous, bruised mass on the horizon. The morning air had been sticky against your skin and the atmosphere was heavy with the promise of rain. As you’d followed him up the mountain, the busy chirrup of birds settling into trees in preparation had echoed around you but, even as you persisted, Shingen had given you no heed except to help you up the more difficult parts of the mountain path.

There was no thought that you’d give up. If nothing else, it was enjoyable to go on a walk through the forest with the man you loved. But as the storm front rolled in, the temperature dropped sharply and the previously still air had grown wild.

“Lord Shingen, we ought to go back,” you’d said. “I think there’s going to be a thunderstorm.”

Not that he cared, clearly, considering what the two of you were doing now.

His hands were shockingly warm against your shoulders, and he held you up, braced against the tree, with ease. No matter how dubious this current situation, with his arms around you, you felt safe.

Lightning flashed, the thunder rumbling an instant after— the storm shockingly close— covering your stuttered scream as he hilted you in full.

“Any complaints?” Shingen asked as he waited for you to finish gasping.

There were raindrops in your eyelashes. The bark was cold and the entire back of your kimono was wet and probably covered in mud. The rain was coming down in sheets, you could barely hear him over the cacophony of thunder, and the glorious dance of lightning over the horizon and above the two of you made you shudder a little inside at the danger.

But really, the answer was obvious.

His handsome smile was confident even as his intense, predatory gaze bore into yours, waiting for the answer. You could not resist leaning forward to press as kiss against his lips, boldly teasing at the seam of his lips. Shingen indulgently allowed you to explore his mouth and it was a long moment before you pulled back, gasping all the while.

“Not at all,” you told him seriously, in the sudden lull. Even the squall quieted to hear your answer.

After that? Well, it was a good thing that the storm had yet to move on.

[fuukonomiko]

"Forget I even asked you" Sal and Guilliman?

“Forget I even asked you.”

The Primarch looked up from reading the latest scouting reports to acknowledge her. “Pardon me?”

Salvia turned her head from the work she was doing. She had been replacing an overhead speaker in the Lord Commander’s office. “I said, forget I even asked you, my Lord.”

His gaze narrowed. “I didn’t even hear the first question…or hear it clearly at least.” he seemed to speak more to himself. He vaguely recalled her mumbling something brief and garbled.

“It’s not important.” she said as she stepped down from the ladder she stood on and folded it. “That’s why I said forget I even asked.”

The smile she had on her person failed to convince him of the insignificance of her inquiry.

“I don’t believe you.”

“You don’t have to.” she was grinning ear to ear as she started to pack up her tool box.

He stood up from his desk and blocked the door out by leaning on it. “Are you going to tell me your question or do I have to pry it out of you?”

“My, my Lord Guilliman,” she raised a brow. “Is that a threat?”

“I get answers however I see it fit.” he crossed his arms over his chest, his face serious but there was a hint of a smile at the corner of his lip.

She reached for the door handle but was quickly blocked by his hand around her wrist. “Roboute Guilliman I have work to do!” she exclaimed as she tried to release herself. “Cawl is going to yell at me again.”

“Cawl yells at you?”

A sheepish expression crossed her features, as he wasn’t supposed to know.

“He will if I don’t haul my bum down there. You have more stuff to do than I do so don’t use up time by dwelling on this insignificant matter. Really.”

“Why won’t you just spill it out?”

“Why must I?”

“You’re the one prolonging this exchange by not just telling me.” he pulled her closer to him, putting his forehead against hers. “Repeat your question…please?”

She sighed, looking him in the eye and gauging his reaction to what words came out of her mouth. “Can…can Primarchs have children?”

His blue eyes widened for a few seconds, staring inquisitively into hers. He pulled away, releasing her and her hand.

Her immediate reaction was to get flushed and cover her face with her hand.

“Seeeee? I told you it’s a ridiculous question.”

Roboute Guilliman stretched to his full height, towering over Salvia by at least a full meter. He took a sharp breath and placed his hands on his hips .

“I don’t know to be honest.” he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “I mean…the matter has never come up. I would think yes but…”

He had moved slightly away from the door so she sidestepped him and reached out to open it. “Why do you ask?” his question made her pause. “Would you like to have one?”

Her response was to push the door and step out. If she was blushing before, she was completely red now. “I need to work, my Lord and so do you.”

“You’re not answering my question.” he called out to her, a hint of playfulness in the undertones of his voice. “Should I repeat it?”

The hallway was filled with Ultramarines scampering back and forth. 

This was not a good place for him to say such things. She looked back at him and while she knew he was not going to say it, a mischievous glint in his eye said he just might.

Might.

She quickly stuck a tongue at him before replying. “I can answer you later…when you bring your sword to my workstation, my Lord…so I can take care of it.”

The Primarch smiled slightly at her subtle insinuation. “I will bring it the soonest I can, m'Lady.”

For my lovely friend @mrsdorn.

Idea for the Prompt response by @thenewmandalord

Apologies for prompts that take forever to respond to. Unfortunately Fuuko no Miko cannot write at the drop of a hat. She needs the inspiration ^_^. She also would like to thank you for your patience. Don’t think I forgot about your asks.

@menink0pe @pholcidae @melody-chii @askbelisarius-cawl (I didn’t know you yelled at your tech-priests LOL) @tygettlannister

[sonoffenris]

Tagged by @melody-chii

Name: Mitchell Nicknames: Mitch, Munch Zodiac: Aquarius Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual Ethnicity: (Basic Bitch) White Favorite Fruit: Grapes probably Favorite Season: Spring or Fall Favorite Flower: I don’t really have one but my mom loves sunflowers! Favorite Scent: I can barely think of a scent, let alone my favorite lol Favorite Animal: WOLVES I think bears are pretty neat Coffee, Tea, or hot chocolate: D. None of the above Dream Trip: Don’t really have one but I would like to visit Athens, Greece again Number of Followers: 335 What do I post about: Warhammer 40k and some social justice stuff I guess, really whatever I fancy that crosses my dash Do I get asks on a regular basis: Pretty much never Favorite Band: More of a fan of songs than bands, just found out about electro-swing which I’m really enjoying Aesthetic: Uhhh I dunno really, I feel like others could answer this about me better than I could lol Fictional Character I’d Date: Hmmm I could list off some favorites from various franchises but I dunno that I’d wanna date any lol

Hogwarts House: Slytherin, although I feel like Ravenclaw might be more accurate

@grettir-dun @ultramarineblues and @sisterofsilence if y’all wanna :^)

[melody-chii]

Have you read For those we cherish? Its a Warhammer 40k/RWBY crossover with the Lamenters being awesome.

DUDE IT’S SO GREAT, ISN’T IT??? AND THE REGIMENTAL STANDARD OMAKES ARE SO FUNNY!! AND THE MOST RECENT CHAOTER!! THE ENDING?!?! ASKDJFLSK MALAKIIIIIIIIIM WHYYYYYYY ;.; *weeps unceasingly*

But yes, here is a link for those who don’t know this amazing work. https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/for-those-we-cherish-40k-rwby.408155/

[joh-ska]

I was tagged by @spacegalaxyhamster for this. 

Thanks. It’s nice to feel acknowledged. <3

Rules: answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers you would like to get to know better.

Name: Johanna

Nickname: Hanni (please don’t call me that -_-)

Zodiac sign: Capricorn

Height: 5′9″

Orientation: Pansexual

Ethnicity: Hispanic/Latina (Mom’s Cuban, dad’s Guatemalan.)

Favourite fruit: Bananas! (Also the only fruit I like, so...)

Favourite season: Winter (Florida is unbearable during any other season tbh)

Favourite book series: Harry Potter (Hufflepuff FTW!)

Favourite flower: Forget-me-nots

Favourite scent: Citrus

Favourite colour: Orange!

Favorite animals: Manatees and Owls

Coffee, tea or cocoa: Cocoa! Can’t stand coffee or tea. Just, blegh.

Average sleep hours: 6 hours. Though I’ll force myself to take a nap after waking up because I refuse to get up before 7 in the morning. So like 9-10 hours?

Cat or dog person: Dogs. I’ve got two. :D (And  2 cats/3 kittens but they’re technically my sister’s so...)

Favourite fictional characters: Oh, oh, oh! Naruto, Harry Potter, Sirius Black,Garrus Vakarian, Jaal ama Darav, Zevran, Solas, Yuri Katsuki, Hinata Hyuuga (There’s more. So much more...)

Number of blankets you sleep with: 1 but it’s really thick. If I overheat I just stick one foot out.

Dream trip: New Zealand. It’s just so pretty. *_*

Blog created: I feel like there’s a way to tell that but idk. My perception of time is shitty.

Number of followers: 119

Now who to tag? Hmmmmm..

Sorry if you’ve already done this before. ;)

 @sspellweaver @geeky-jez @queen-schadenfreude @rikadivani @helly-watermelonsmellinfellon @melody-chii @comavampure

[melody-chii]

How do you know if a guy is flirting with you? Asking for a friend.

[melody-chii]

Glad to see you had fun at Festival. And isn't it fun to get thanked for yelling at people? The SCA gives us leave to do strange things at times.

Omfg you guys are on tumblr as well holy crap XDDD

[wolffyluna]

1, 37, 38 please? :)

(My internet providor just ate my last answer to this, and I forgot to copy this :\. Here’s hoping take two isn’t eaten)

1. Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.

There are two people mutually crushing on each other, but aren’t aware the other is interested for reasons ranging from ‘self loathing’ to ‘utter lack of gaydar.’ There’s about even chance they are both men or both women. There is angst, but it all resolves well. There is a lot dialogue and em dashes. Someone is very thirsty.

37. Talk about your current wips.

At the moment, my one WIP is the Merrill/Isabela fic you requested :D. It’s currently a complete non-outline first draft, and I’m trying to work out whether I’ve got the voices right.

Come to think of it, it is kinda a mutual pining fic with at least one hella thirst person. Though there isn’t any angst, just flirting and trying to feel out whether and what sort of relationship the other wants. Via dress ups. 

38. Talk about a review that made your day. 

There’s two I can think of off the top of my head.

The review my giftee left on my chocolate box fic was so validating. They mentioned that they loved that I went above and beyond. While I was making it, I was pouring a lot more words and a lot more art than was the minimum, and my biggest fear is that my recipient wouldn’t care. That they wouldn’t appreciate it. And it was so lovely to see that they did care, they did appreciate, and they did like the extra effort.

There’s also the squeeing that @melody-chii put in my IMs for my silm fics. It’s so awesome to see people analysing your fic, and squeeing about it!

[wolffyluna]

Do Khelresse for that character development thing please.

@melody-chii

Weakness: Khelresse is an arrogant arsehole who doesn’t consider most people to be on her level or worthy of her time. She also believes that the most skilled people are the best/most worthy, and because she is not the most skilled she is therefore unworthy/not as worthy as she should be. This isn’t a conscious belief, it’s an unconscious one that drives a lot of what she does.  

Goal: She’s going to get very good at fighting (the best!) as a pirate, go back to Commorragh, and kick her former Succubus’ arse. But not kill her. She’s just going to leave her there with the humiliation of getting beaten, and then leave Commorragh so that her Succubus can’t find her and try and beat her again.  

Want: She wants to be the best, be better than her Succubus, so she can be a worthy person.

Need: To stop constantly comparing herself to other people and to realise that there’s no objective standard of being a worthwhile person.

Ghosts: Her Succubus defeated her in the arena, in front of the crowd, and asked the audience one question “Which would be more fun, dying now, or living with the knowledge she just got beat bad?” The answer the crowd gave is hopefully obvious. Khelresse left the cult shortly after and joined up with the Merry Band.  

True Character: Driven, focused, passionate: the sort of person who could become an olympian. Lives for battle. Has a finely honed sense of superiority, and an equally highly honed sense of inferiority

Characterisation: Arrogant, with a finely honed sense of superiority. Lives to chop things (and people) into smaller pieces with a spear. Do you do anything else, Khelresse? Do you?

Changed Person: Someone sure of herself, who doesn’t give a flying fuck how good anyone else is at what she does, because she is good regardless of anyone else. A surprisingly capable, if single-minded, leader, and the eventual second leader of the Merry Band. Still an arrogant arsehole.