I fucking love fanart. If you make a fan art from anything I’ve written, I will most likely:

* instantly reblog it

* rave about how wonderful both it and you are

* follow your blog (unless it’s a porn blog)

So art to your hearts content. I will love you. Tag or @ me when you post so I can know it exists, okay?

Luume’irma belongs to @interstellarvagabond and I just ran off with a good idea like a true rogue.

It’s a physically taxing ordeal which is almost designed to (a) increase the Elven family (b) protect the family, or © re-enforce the bonds within the family. [aka: “Fight, fuck, or feed” the three F’s of Luume’irma]

Whilst gestating, such an ordeal would logically tax the body, and probably endager the kid-in-potentia. Therefore, pregnancy hormones just shut Luume the fuck off. Pregnancy hormones continue until like a few days after delivery, which is why postpartum depression happens. It’s unlikely that Luume would switch on during labour. Depending on the severity.

If it did, it would be much milder and the unlucky Elf in the process would have to roll will saves to resist the urge to bite the doctor/midwife/any non-family attendants.

If the originator of this particular thing would like to weigh in on this, pay attention to them, not me.

They’re gender neutral pronouns. Some time ago, there was an infographic with, IIRC, six different sets of agender pronouns including the singular form of ‘they’. The combo of ze/hir was the only set I could make stick into my noggin on a permanent basis.

[eg: “Ze went to fetch hir coat.”]

I’m not gender fluid/agender/bigender/etc. but I do wish to be judged on the power of my writing rather than the contents of my underpants. I suspect that there is a gender bias in the literary world, especially in the field of speculative fiction. Therefore, I’m not revealing my true identity until I get to a top ten best-seller.

After that, we’ll see where the bias is, or if there is one.

Meanwhile, we can all normalise gender identity by adding our pronouns to our profiles, and trying to respect them. For instance - if you can’t conjugate ze/hir, I’m perfectly willing to accept the singular ‘they’.

1) Yes

2) It depends on how busy my days are. For instance, I was just about to work on one of my prompts now. I’m trying to stick to one per day so my wrists let me live, though. I have three in my inbox, so… Patience is a virtue.

3) I try not to cover or gloss over NSFW content because I put every prompt fic up in AO3 under the title Tumbl Into TAZ, and I promised that, at most, it would be PG rated. Also, I do not condone nor support paedophilia, so I won’t write that.

As I said in one of them: gruesome, bloody violence is fine, but sex is out.

And now… I pop off to do one of those prompts. Stand by.

I’m pretty sure I did this one before [IDK though?] but the use of ‘they’ is thoroughly approved, especially if you can’t wrap your head around ze/hir.

I fully support the use of Singular They. I understand some of the new neutral pronouns can be tricky, and ‘they’ is already established.

So, yes. Use They.

Ask & Answer!

In the little Angus verse, you mentioned before they live in Taako’s grandfather’s house, which is a tree. How do you feel about a literal family tree, with magic figures in the roots to represent the members? How would you feel about Angus “meeting” some dead family? (I’m also thinking that adopting a kid works much like an adult bris when the guy is already circumsized, there’s a drop of blood and a prayer (or a spell in this case) because adoption is super valid and also magic)

[AN: Wow, I did not know I still had submits as a thing…]

I am now officially in love with calling this Li’l Angus Verse. It’s gonna be tagged with that if I get any other prompts on the idea.

Ahem.

We see Grampa Tostaada’s literal tree house in Over the River and Through the Woods, which is part of the When We Were Us series over on AO3 [Series here, actual story over here]. Though in Faerun, Grampa Tostaada and Grunkle Taako didn’t have golden-haired twins for Grunkle Taako’s kids to swindle.

[Insert bad business practices leading it to be abandoned here…]

Taako is legally a blood relative of the Faerun Tostaada in the same way that Merle has Rockseeker blood. Same horseshit, different family. So he’s legally able to take up the old Sellsnow farm and rename it Casa de Taako.

Since it is a very old tree, it’s more or less been grown over generations to house several families at once. It’ll do that again in good time.

Lup and Barold have their own suites which they have decorated according to their whims. AKA- flame themed denim.

With three actual Reapers in the house, any remaining ghosts would be guided to the afterlife, no problem. Angus doesn’t have to worry about spectral visits in the dead of the night.

Faerun adoption policies probably would involve a small blood - or DNA - ceremony. Leave it to Barold to come up with some kind of bloodless bonding ritual that could include a definite non-relative into the ‘bloodline’. I mean, the man invented a liching ceremony that didn’t involve any sacrifice of any living being, so… I’d bet money he could do that.

…actually, now that I think about it, with three reapers in the family and Lup’s interdimensional travel belts, Ango probably could meet the family. The original family.

But that would fuck with my whole “no family name” headcannon, so nah. Not going there.

Thanks for the question. It may birth some new plot kittens.

InterNutter answers an Ask: Luckers

This came to me via email:

Wanda the Unfortunate and ‘The Drongo’, are both luckers. Wanda is clumsy, the Drongo gets 'Wonderful Ideas!“ Both have the ability to fall into the Septic Tank and come up with valuables plastered over themselves. So, are they just two degrees of luckers? Wanda has two doses of clumsy, the Drongo seems to be immune to clumsy but not safe to be near. And what happens on places like Amalgam where population density ensures that luckers are bound to meet, are the very, very, careful lest they implode or is there some kind of anti-lucker person, thing or device to restrain them. One shudders to think of the Drongo Family Reunion get together. Muse Food? Mum.

Civilization as we know it has been trying to unriddle the Luck Gene ever since it’s discovery by the Vardians some three hundred years ago, subjective. [Relative time: plus five hundred years, minus eight hundred. One-way wormholes make for some interesting historical notation]

Possession of the Luck Gene is no guarantee of anything other than amazing synchronicity between 'good’ fortune and 'bad’ fortune. In the case of Wanda the Unfortunate, it manifested as personal bad luck resulting in good luck for everyone around her. For The Drongo [If you don’t know who The Drongo is, please purchase your copy of R.T.F.M and enjoy the mayhem] it’s a severe lack of thinking things through that results in long-term fortunes for his parent company. Gregor Elfhand possessed personal body-blindness and a lack of spatial awareness that resulted in a change in the path of history at a cost to his physical wholeness.

Being a Lucker is being on a sliding scale associated closely with the Catastrophe Curve. Sometimes the 'bad luck’ splash zone is a solar system wide. Other times, it’s intensely personal. And it can be anywhere in-between. The same with the 'good luck’ splash zone.

As you can imagine, the worst kind of Lucker is the ones who have a solar system sized 'bad luck’ zone and an intensely personal 'good luck’ zone. These unfortunate individuals are called 'Jacks’ after the phrase, "Oh, you’re all right, Jack.” And are often painted as being selfish and self-centred as a result.

There is a Lucker registry and free Lucker testing for anyone who shows the signs of being one.

For the record, Hwell Barrow has been tested numerous times and cleared of all suspicion in each case.

Luckers of the wide splash zone kind generally wear a four-leaf-clover pin as a warning to others.

All attempts to breed for certain kinds of Luckers, and to engineer them, have failed. Mostly because two Luckers in the same room is generally a very, very bad idea.

The last deep-time colony to try a deliberate program to make a planet full of Luckers -New Fortune- vanished without a trace. It actually vanished. The star no longer exists, the planets are not there any more, and there’s no evidence that they ever did.

This may be proof that the Universe doesn’t believe in too much luck.