#god dang he is like a literal angel

[honeyydrunk]

nct are such fraternity boy college athletes fuckboys coded it's insane !! everyone i see a video of those men with the homosexual tendencies, vaping addiction, and their athletic garments, it really only cements this theory. their disography and music videos add to this too 😔✋ u know 90's love, universe (let's play ball), alley oop, bad alive eng ver.

can imagine them walking around this elite prestigious campus all loud and obnoxious. they know everyone is looking at them and want to fuck them too. they're chronic drinkers, vapers, cheaters, fuckboys. what would get most students expelled, they do on a tuesday afternoon.

nct are mostly made up of foreigners right? watch them walk around the campus as rich international students, some are here on academic or athletic scholarships they don't need. everything they own is designer. playing the 'sorry my korean isn't so good, can you help me?' card, and what they want help with is you sucking their dick.

the korean members aren't any better. they're every single horrible stereotype you hear of korean hongdae fuckboys. will come up to you all sweet and pretty, but they're horrid.

cw for under the cut: they are toxic males

can literally imagine haechan vaping on the college campus, moaning in the back of the class obnoxiously, and pulling the thing where he jokingly asks for your number ALL THE TIME. going to college parties and getting wasted after 3 drinks idk 🤷 ,,, he'd be so whiny and teasing too. bc obviously he's a rude BITCH but he's so pretty and whiny and flirtatious. he's fucking everything in sight, absolute whore!! his body count is triple his age. he'd genuinely try to suck one of his friends' dick and claim it doesn't mean anything because he has clothes on !! 😔✋ he'd be stroking his dick while you're in the room, whimpering your name. the type to get on his knees and beg for any kind of attention from you..

mark lee starting off being a cute college boy canadian transfer but becomes the NOTORIOUS korean pastor's son fuckboy in like the span of 3 months. he'll act real nice, and that's because he is real nice. being super sweet and asking if you want to get coffee with him and study. and he's so good with his words you'll think that's all it is. but then of course, since he's so good with his words he'll have you blushing and giggling as he takes you back to his apartment and gets your clothes off. talking yapping so much you don't even realise what he has you doing, that you're just another girl he's pulled. he'll still be whispering when his face is in your pussy. telling you how easily you cum. "dang girl, wait a lil' can't you?" implying you're the whore,

YUTA yuta is the entire campus crush. the star football ⚽️ player and the rockstar vocalist in a band. has sex with all the groupies that come to his concerts. he's dragging people up on stage to shotgun them while the guitar break plays. absolute heartbreaker. would definitely kick the ball to your head so that when it hits you, he has to go over check if you're alright, take you up to the nurse and wait with you. he is such a liar, it genuinely hurts. lying all the time and making up words and stories left and right. but he smells like cherries and watery perfume !! he tastes like it too. you'll be coming to all his garage concerts just to see if you'll be the one he takes backstage to fuck after. he's like a god, half the time you don't even realise he's a student like the rest of you. he's just an angel sent to have fun and fuck or smth.

jaemin nah he's horrid. he'll cheat on you, and with his cute smile you'll forgive him instantly. 😔✋ he'll spend a little cash dress you in designer, make you cum until you faint, and tell you how beautiful and perfect you are for him. he will genuinely have you thinking those girls meant nothing to him, theyre just a way to vent his stress and you're the only one he loves. and then bro will say he can't stay the night, as he needs to wake up early for training. you agree, obviously. and he left for another girl's house to fuck her too. when you met him he smelled so sweet, and it was someone else's perfume. each of his girls swear they're his favourite of his, and one day he's planning fucking them all in the same room.

JOHNNY SUH? he would abuse the american transfer student status. he walks around without a shirt, soaking wet, and never get pulled up. he's rich too, got bands on his wrist and multiple cars. going on holidays overseas every chance he get and hosting parties every weekend. when you get drunk at one of them, almost falling off the balcony, someone will come up and help you to a chair. he'll take real good care of you, going above and beyond. so you can't let this guy leave when he's everything you've ever wanted. so you pull yourself onto him and ride him while the party rages on inside. make sure his dick feels so good he'll ask for your number. but you don't know that you're the fifth girl who's thrown herself at him that night.

taeyongie ^-^ he's the prettiest guy you've ever seen. bros too sweet and shy to be handing out with the rest of the neo WHORES. he's the leader of a lot of clubs but he mainly sits in cute little cafes. genuinely he seemed too adorable? to be considered the 'leader' of some horrific ahh fuckboys. until you check twitter and you see someone's reposted his MANY MULTIPLE HE HAS A LOT sex tapes. he's surrounded by ridiculously hot guys and girls, and they're passing him around like a joint, and he's begging to be humiliated. they're making him cum so much he crying. he's stronger than most of them but he's letting himself be thrown around like a doll. absolutely wrecked. looking in the camera with pretty black eyes and a slurred voice before someone shoves a cock back in this throat "am i pretty?" zhong chenle is the epitome of the chinese international student stereotype. he's almost never there, never takes off his sunglasses. he has several of those douyin type baddies trailing after him. "you have nice collarbones and pretty eyes, i like. what's your instagram?" he'll be talking with his friend renjun about what yacht he should buy during class. he can buy your affection simply because he's just that rich. will shove his black card down his pants and tell you there's only one way to get it. buys rolex watches so that he can have it on while he fingers you. dresses you in diamonds and he doesn't want to be paid back in cash. qian kun is there on an academic scholarship, but he doesn't need it. he's just that good, the school begs to have him attend. he's not a fuckboy in the conventional sense but he's just as nasty. he wants to have the perfect girl for him, to bring back to his family. he'll look for the most naive but academic girl he can. he's a manipulator. he's trying to mold you into what he wants. he'll replace your entire wardrobe with designer, but he picked out all the clothes. he'll plan cute dates for you every day, but it's to stop you from hanging out with your skanky friends. he'll buy you a new phone, but he's already added software tech to spy on you. in some essences, even though he's not a fuckboy, he's much worse than one.

jisung, like taeyong, looks so sweet. but he's NASTY. he'll seem too quiet to be hanging out with the rest of the dreamie WHORES. so you don't mind sitting next to him in your lecture. but he's just a mix of all of dream. he's good with his words like mark, and he'll have you agreeing to meet at his place EASY. he's too cute to refuse like haechan and jaemin. and then the renjun part hits, silent and sneaky, he'll be doing everything to make you think you're coming on to him. once he finally has you, he'll make a mess of you like a feral animal, the way you've heard jeno fucks. and you realise he's just like the rest of the dreamies, you shouldn't have thought otherwise. he might actually be worse than all of them.

tell me if u want me to make these like a full post or add more characters IM SO CRAZY DELULU RN SORRY xx !! 💋

#nct smut #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #wayv smut #haechan smut #donghyuck smut #mark lee smut #yuta nakamoto smut #jaemin smut #johnny suh smut #taeyong smut #chenle smut #kun smut

[mochikofi]

Meeting 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 was literally a blessing.. he helps you with your homework, he packs a extra lunch for you, he buys you food.. he literally do anything for you. But you can't help but wonder.. why does he do this?

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who always takes note on what you like, what you hate, and even your allergies.

"So is that all you like?? You can tell me more, don't be shy." 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 said while holding his note, staring at you.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who asks for your measurements and the designs you like so that he can make clothes for you.

"So, my muse, i figured that you love these kind of clothes so.. i decided to make you some. Would you like to try it out?" He said while smiling at you.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who always gets caught smiling while texting you.. even in gang meetings.

"taka-chan you've been smiling for 6 minutes now.. doesn't your cheeks hurt..?" 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐢 said while staring confusely at 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚.

"Oh, i'm just happy that i'm texting my friend."

"Taka-chan, you're blushing.. their not a friend anymore, it's a crush." 𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐢 ain't gonna do this adrien agreste shit.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who always carry your bag when you're both walking together.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who is always with you every day to the point that students think you're dating.

"(𝐲/𝐧)-san are you and 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚-san dating?" your classmate asked while eating her lunch.

"Nah not yet. I wouldn't mind dating him tho.."

"(𝐲/𝐧)-san you look like a tomato..."

and the fact that 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 heard this boosted his confidence into making you his.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who have many photos with both of you in it. He even have one as his wallpaper.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who always takes you out for a ride when you both have a free time.

And seeing you smile while looking at the view makes his heart melt, and hearing your laugh is like melody in his ears.. the word "beautiful" isn't enough to describe your beauty, but he knows that you are beyond the word "beautiful".. he doesn't know why god decided to give him an angel like you. He doesn't know why but, he knows that he will trully love you until death, and through heaven and hell.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who always asks for 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢'𝐬 advice since he have a girlfriend.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who always search a great spot to confess to you so the scenery would be beautiful as you.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚'𝐬 friends always give hints to you, but unfortunately.. you're dense as heck. Even adrien agreste would say that.

𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who is always embarassed because his sisters always tell you he likes you.. like dang let the man confess on his own..

and lastly, 𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞! 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 who finally confesses to you. he was wearing his normal attire but, oh my.. he just look so handsome in everything he's wearing. Handing out your favorite flowers, while holding one of your hands..

"(𝐲/𝐧) (𝐥/𝐧), i know that i'm obvious and all but.. i like you.. wait no- i love you. I have love you since i saw you, and i though this was just a silly crush but it was not.. i always think of you every day and every night, i just can't help it. now, will you give me a chance to court you?" 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 said while staring deeply in your eyes, holding your hands tightly. He was nervous as heck.

you couldn't find the right words, hell you can't even speak so, you decided to just hug him, teared eye but still smiling happily. You just wanted to kiss him but that was too fast wasn't it?

𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 took that as a yes and he ended up spinning you while holding you tight, smiling widely as both of you laugh your hearts out.

𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 vows to be loyal for you and you only, and he knows that you're loyal to him and him only.. he felt excitement through his body when he imagined you name as " (𝐲/𝐧) 𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚". it fits alot doesn't it? He have many plans in the future, but he have to wait.

"𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

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[greenthena]

Metatron's Tie

**Update: check the reblogs. There's a clear picture that shows the tie pattern as flowers. So, there goes my theory. Whomp whomp. Easy come, easy go, as Freddie says. @archangelween @drconstellation

People, I have been trying to get a good look at the Metatron's ding dang neck tie since September to determine what those little blue symbols are. Because, like everything in the Good Omens universe, I believe it's been put there for a reason. I also believe that God has no idea what she's doing, which is why she hired Neil Gaiman to run things for a few decades.

Despite being a so-called agent of Heaven, the Metatron's costume is coded as demonic, from his dark topcoat to the black stripes on his white shirt. The item I find most fascinating, however, is his tie. And this is probably in large part because I've had so much difficulty seeing the subtle blue pattern upon it and that has made my brain itch and made me hyperfixate. As one does.

I think I may have figured out the design, and it complicates all my Metatron theories, but here we go. The Metatron's tie is black, featuring a repeated small bright blue symbol throughout. I've guessed it could be a star or a planet. A cryptic sigil or maybe something to do with the coffee (I'm not a coffee-theory person, though, for the record.) I don't know what it is (well, maybe I do now, and I promise we'll get there in time...I'm a demon of my word), but I do know that it's important.

All the angels have references to their angelic status concealed within their costumes.

Michael is the watcher. She is the one who, in Saturday Morning Funtime, delivers surveillance photos to Gabriel. To reflect this, Michael wears a gold ring featuring several small pearls that symbolize eyes. She is ever-vigilant (hyper-vigilant, ya might say), and even has a contact in Hell (Dagon) to broaden her scope of observation. The placement of the ring in the pinky is also significant. A good watcher mustn't themselves be observed, so Michael, in her role as observer must slip under the radar. This corresponds to the pinky finger being small and quite literally underhanded, as in at the bottom of the hand.

Uriel's ring is a silver star, worn on her/their index finger, the digit associated with authority. (We call it the index finger because we use it to sort and catalog, creating meaning and order.) Uriel certainly commands authority, both in their overall calm and assured demeanor, and also in their actions. It is she who physically confronts Aziraphale prior to the S1 No-pocalypse, easily inspiring fear in the Principality. As for the symbol of the star, I believe it is a reference to modern Angelography (I might have made up that word, but I think you know what I'm talking about) which usually describes Uriel as a sun, star, or the flame of the Almighty.

Sandalphon's symbology is two-fold: a thick gold pinky ring featuring a pair of circles (kind of looks like a lego brick, to be perfectly fair) and that small gold grill he wears on his front teeth. Both these items are the most elaborate pieces of angelic adornment that we see. Sandalphon's overall aesthetic is much warmer than the other angels', leaning toward caramel and tan rather than dove gray. He's a bit of an odd ball in the host of Archangels and stands out based on his wardrobe choices alone. He's also the only Archangel not to return in S2. I don't want to make too much of this, because there are many in-universe reasons why we may not see Sandalphon again. However, in Judeo-Christian scripture, Sandalphon is closely joined with...wait for it...the Metatron, with apocryphal texts describing him as Enoch's (the Metatron's pre-angelic human name) twin brother. I take this with a hefty spoon of salt, though, since Neil definitely plays loosey-goosey with these dogmas and even the scriptures themselves are a veritable soup of contradiction. (The Bible is not a static or universally canonical text, and Hebrew scriptures, outside the Tanakh are a web of activity and debate as to what is accurate. I'm not here for the arguments today; this is not my Bat Mitzvah.)

Finally, we have Gabriel, the only Archangel who doesn't wear a ring. He does, however, wear a watch. I have two thoughts about the watch. First, clocks are thematically relevant in the Good Omens universe. From the grandfather clock in the bookshop to Crowley's elaborate wristwatch (which he has in both show and book) to the opening sequence of S1, which has far too many clock faces to count. So there's that. But holding time in one's hand (or on one's wrist) is a powerful metaphor that illustrates control and higher power. To possess a clock is to command time and space which are essentially inseparable. As the Supreme Archangel, Gabriel is nearly the top-ranking being in the universe (for a time, at least...see what I did there? pathetic laughter) and his wristwatch demonstrates this point.

If you're still with me, you're doing great. Good job.

We've got to see how important the Archangels' symbology is to their characters, I think, to really understand why the sigils on the Metatron's tie matter. So, finally to the point. Dolphins. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk.

To move forward, we'll need to call upon my old friend, the Tarot deck. Cards, in general, and Tarot, in particular, play a marked role in the GO universe. The Almighty Herself addresses the viewer in the opening lines of the show, "God does not play dice with the universe; I play an ineffable game of my own devising. For everyone else, it's like playing poker in a pitch-dark room, for infinite stakes, with a Dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time." As God speaks, cards appear on screen, and some of those are from the Rider Waite Tarot deck. One specific card that caught my eye in this montage is "Judgement."

This card features an angel blasting a trumpet and waking the dead from their graves on the Day of Judgement. The angel on the card is not named, as such. It's usually assumed to be Raphael, as he is the angel who is prophesied to call and raise all souls on this day. However, I've found other references naming the angel as either Gabriel or the Metatron. Now, I don't want to get overly carried away here, but in the context of Good Omens, reading the Judgement card with the Metatron as the angel pictured may actually make a lot of sense, and clarify the sigils on the Metabutt's tie. The Metatron postures himself as the Voice of God--the Mouthpiece of the Almighty. Kinda like a trumpet, yes?

Now look at the flag on the angel's trumpet. That's called St. George's Cross and it's a very prevalent European Christian symbol dating back to the Middle Ages. Like many images in the Tarot, it's a heraldic emblem that has meaning outside the deck, often associated with bravery and military might. It continues to be used in military iconography into the present day. The Judgement that the angel heralds is not peaceful. It's a call to war. The righteous will be gathered to Heaven and the wicked will be destroyed--a repeat of the first Great War in which Satan and the demons were cast into Hell. In the narrative of Good Omens, this war will bring about the end of time, the end of the world, and the beginning of eternity (hope ya'll like The Sound of Music.)

Kids (human and goat, alike) I think those little blue sigils on the Metatron's tie are Saint George's Cross. (I'm so sorry this is so small and hard to see. Now you know my pain.)

In the Final Fifteen, the Metatron speaks briefly about the Second Coming, which is a reference to Saint John of Patmos' prophecies--you might know them as the Book of Revelation. Some Christians interpret Revelation as an upcoming final judgement for humanity. And it seems, based on in-universe exposition, certain characters view these prophecies in a similar light. In the reverse body-swap at the end of S1, Crowley suggests that the averted Apocalypse was not the end of the conflict. "If you ask me," he says, "Both sides are gonna' use this as breathing space before the Big One. [...] For my money, the really Big One is all of us against all of them." And with the Metatron acting as the Mouthpiece of God, that "Big One," that Day of Judgement, if you will, may well be nigh.

I think the Metatron sees himself as the angel who rings out the Final Judgement. He is the Voice of God, after all. But here is a worrying thought. How little he would need to shift perspective to view himself as the Word of God, as well. The Gospel of John opens, "In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God. The Same was in the beginning with God." The Word of God is an epithet for Jesus. The same Jesus whose Second Coming the angel of judgement is meant to announce. So what if the Metatron just plans to consolidate these roles for himself: the heralding angel and the Second Coming rolled into one. He would become Judgement Incarnate, supplanting the Almighty once and for all. And for my money, that sounds just like what a demon would like to do.

***I'm updating because several readers have pointed out that it seems like I'm saying Metatron=Demon because Demon=Bad. Thank you for bringing this to my attention--it makes me a better communicator. I can see where it's coming from. It's not my intention. Consider this meta sort of an extension of my "Metatron is the Murder Hornet" meta, which I'll link with the tags if you're interested.

Just wanted to clarify that I think at its heart, Good Omens is thematically about rejecting the dichotomy of good and evil and embracing the messy gray space that is reality.

When I call Metaboob a demon, it's not because I think demons are evil, it's because I think he's the hornet in the beehive and we've seen that demons need an angelic escort (Crowley and Muriel) to access Heaven.

TL;DR Angels are not the good guys. Demons are not the bad guys. Good Omens is NOT about that at all.

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[annymation]

The voices in my Wish Rewrite

I haven’t talked much about it, but in my Wish rewrite some characters would be recasted. I wanted to make this post just to show which actors I’d replace… And it’s pretty much everyone except Magnifico, cause ya know, Chris Pine is Magnifico, and Magnifico is Chris Pine, it’s just how it is.

So let’s get this started!

Asha- Denée Benton

Im absolutely OBSESSED with this woman’s voice, she sounds like an angel and carries so much personality in her performance, she sounds pure, youthful, hopeful but also strong, everything I imagine Asha as. THIS is what I imagine the 100th anniversary Disney princess sounding like. Not that I didn’t like Ariana DeBose’s singing tho, but I just love Denee Benton more, and hey, it’s my rewrite, so I get to imagine Asha’s voice how I please. Also I can totally see Asha and Aster singing this song.

Aster- Jordan Fisher

Oooooh this man, I love him so much. His voice has the perfect energy for Aster, sounding youthful and melodic like a prince, it had to be a literally other worldly voice, and I think Jordan’s voice is PRETTY DANG other worldly, like, this example I found on Spotify doesn’t even do him justice, go listen to his other singing chops on YouTube.

If you look up Jordan Fisher you’ll see the guy is DEEPLY connected with Disney in his career, from singing the song “Happily Ever After” 6 years ago, which is the theme song for the Magic Kingdom, to now being the main singer of 4-town in the movie Turning Red. And of course this one time he made a cover of “You’re Welcome”, the guy just lives and breaths Disney so WHY NOT have him as a wishing star? It just makes sense. But besides working with Disney he also has experience in a musicals such as Hamilton, Dear Evan Hansen, Sweeney Todd and more recently he became the new Orpheus in Hadestown… And by god I need a good quality audio of him singing “Wait For Me” more than I need air because that song fits Aster’s character SO WELL.

Magnifico- Chris Pine

Yeah no surprises here, you can’t have Magnifico without Chris Pine… But HIS SINGING VOICE IN THIS SONG THOUGH??? ITS SO GOOD!!! I listened to “Any Moment” ONCE and now I constantly go back to listen to it over and over and imagine young Magnus and Amaya meeting in the woods. I still haven’t posted about Amaya’s backstory BECAUSE IM TOO LAZY TO FINISH THE DRAFT I HAVE EXPLAINING IT- But let me just say her hesitating to start a relationship with him is VERY accurate to her character. And Magnus being like “May I kiss you” out of nowhere because he: 1- Sees himself as irresistible so he thinks she’d fall for him with just that and 2- he had 0 social skills before he met Amaya.

And then there’s the line “Life is often so unpleasant, you must know that as a peasant” ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! This is LITERALLY something my Magnifico would say, I’m so freakin lucky!

My point is, my rewrite’s Magnifico sounds like THIS when he sings, with a deep, smooth and honeyed voice that makes you want to trust him… Take that high pitched voice Chris Pine did in “This Is The Thanks I Get” and throw it out the window. Disney wasted the man’s talent. I’m so mad.

Amaya- Emily Blunt

Do you guys see my vision? Do I even have to say anything? Like really, go watch a scene of the Mary Poppins remake, any scene with her at all, that woman has a voice that DEMANDS respect, while also being motherly, it’s practically perfect in every way. I’m using “Open Up Your Eyes” here as an example though because… Well, it fits her backstory… Ya know, the backstory I’m stalling to talk about 👉👈… But it also just simply fits her personality in general!

And no disrespect for her voice in the movie, Angelique Cabral… BUT ITS EMILY BLUNT AS AN EVIL QUEEN!!! Come ooooon! It’s just meant to be!!!

Also side note, since we’re talking about Queen Amable, THIS design that came from an deleted scene is how I’ve imagined her the whole time:

Like, I could not STAND her hairstyle in the movie, it simply didn’t fit my vision for her character, see, Amaya is sophisticated but she’s also… Practical and likes to feel comfortable, hence why in my rewrite her dress has no sleeves, she values her own comfort more than conforming to the social norms… AND THAT HAIR LOOKING LIKE HEADPHONES WITH THAT CROWN THAT MADE HER FOREHEAD LOOK LIKE A SQUARE DROVE ME NUTS!

So yeah, this is our Queen Amable, voiced by Emily Blunt, with a British accent, in all her glory, we’re moving on.

Valentino- Gregory Mann

This is just a bonus mention, since Valentino doesn’t even sing in my rewrite, he just speaks in like 3 scenes… And you guys have only seen one of them so far. But either way, let it be known he sounds like Gregory Mann, because Gregory Mann sounds adorable. That is all.

Thank You For Reading!

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[novthewolf]

Two’s company, three’s a family - Part three

Summary : As a cupid, an angel of love, your mission was to make sure everyone was paired up with the right person. Yet you couldn’t get your two most ancient clients to finally end up together. And despite the 6,000 years spent on the case, you couldn’t bring yourself to give them up, not oblivious to the reason.

Pairing : Aziraphale x Crowley / GN!Reader x Crowley / GN!Reader x Aziraphale (polyamorous relationship).

Parts : First - Previous - Next

Masterlist : Here

Warnings : Reference to "Red Flags" (Tom Cardy), quick s3x mention, non-con touching (not s3xual), depiction of anxiety, foul language, slow burn, english isn’t my first language.

Words : +3k

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The sweet light of a summer day pierced through the branches of the surrounding trees. The sky was unexpectedly blue, and the air was just starting to heat up, tingling your exposed skin. It was so enjoyable; as you basked in the environment, you were almost forgetting your clients.

You were currently sitting on the storefront awning across the cafe where the date was occurring. It was going really well, and their bond was amazing too. It took you six years to find your client's perfect match. You won't deny the fact that you were picky; however, you weren't going to apologise for it either. If your clients had to spend their whole lives with someone, you should at least try not to pair them up with the most infuriating person that God ever made.

But dang, you had to admit, she was fantastic ! They were literally made for each other. They were so in sync, it was truly adorable. When two people were obviously made for each other, it was your duty to make sure Eternity would welcome both of them. Never to be apart. You rubbed your stretched-skinned right arm.

Ooh, you're going to get so much love from this, your numbers gonna skyrocket...

You send a wave of curiosity your client's way, inciting him to question her more; the more interest he shows in her, the more pleased she'll be. He reached out and rested his hand on hers.

"By the way, do you have a favourite film ?" He asked, eager to see if they also had the same cinematographic tastes. She was so cultured and sophisticated; it was really refreshing to encounter someone of her kind. Yeah, she was one of a kind, alright. Oh, how could you have foreseen what she was about to answer ?

"Oh yes, just basically the best movie of all ! A masterpiece of art, really. You may have heard of it." She was trying to hide just how much she was yearning to scream the name of that movie. Anxious even, for some reason.

"Mmh. Interstellar ?" He tried to guess playfully. But she was jubilant; you knew she wouldn't be able to play along. You frowned, becoming fairly worried, wondering if she would implode.

"Mh-hm ! Wrong !" She giggled, ecstatic. Now you're just scared. You gulped in sync with the client as she stood up and slammed her hands on the metal table. As she exclaimed, finally freed from her own guilt, you thought that some people should have a warning of their own. For the good of society.

"It's Human Centipede !" She clapped and beamed.

Oh, for the love of God... Obviously, your guy was rightfully alarmed since he believed he'd never see his mom again. You left your perch and flew their way; right now, you had to prevent him from running away. Both of your hands settled on his shoulder.

"Custom disguise was truly a highlight, but I mostly liked it for the plot." How can someone so cute fill you with so much dread ? Although your hold was already firm, you couldn't help but twist Arlo's shoulders. Yes, Arlo was his name, but he was closer to Denver, personality-wise.

"I'm not quite familiar with the plot, actually." Oh, you poor unfortunate soul. He didn't know, or maybe he'd rather live in full and hurtful denial his entire life than relive that abominable day when his soul was shattered into a million pieces... Mmh, he probably just didn't know.

"In a nutshell, a German doctor sews three people's asses to their mouths." Her wide brown eyes seemed to belong to the deadliest apex predator. Send help, please. Blinking was out of the question; turn your eyes away for a second, and she'll stab you right in the throat. You darted your eyes towards the butter knife. You exclaimed sharply and miraculously removed it. Better safe than sorry.

You exhaled; you felt so puzzled right now. Every human deserves love, despite having a passion for obscure and particular forms of art. But was this truly the best person for him ? The last thing you wanted was their misery. What if her interests were real signs of psychopathy ? Of future abuse ? She didn't give the impression of abusive behaviour.

You squinted your eyes and started analysing her heart through your own. Contrary to humans, your heart was nested in the very centre of your chest and could be used as a filter. Usually you'd pick up the scent—yes, every emotion had a smell, and thankfully it was faint when you weren't using your heart—guide it towards your chest, and find what you were looking for. Your heart is a great multi-function machine and an amazing tool to achieve your goals; you were thankful for it.

A relieved sigh passed your lips when you didn't sense any brutality or cruelty. And what you felt was passion, ambition, eagerness to start something new, quite a bit of lust, and straight-up horniness.

Mmh, you had to admit that this demon of lust was a talented lad.

"The narrative of character growth comes from a genius mind ! The Human Centipede is a wonderful tour de force; you should watch it. Or, we could watch it together, and I'll show all the little details."

You rolled your eyes and smirked. She was just quirky, but she was looking forward to hitting it off with him. But, still, you wanted it to be his choice; you wouldn't force someone into a relationship and spend eternity with someone they didn't belong with. But it might be the only true relationship they will ever have. You looked over to him and were honestly surprised to see him blush and watch her with such attention. Alright. You shrugged. His mind was sent.

You nodded, even though you knew he couldn't see you. You flew away, leaving enough distance to let them take off themselves. You stretched your arm, aimed, and silently hoped it was not morbid curiosity on his part. And finally shot.

Yay ! Right in the hearts!

Nice shot; you praised yourself.

They flinched and smiled brightly. The deal is sealed. Suddenly, the clocks in the watchmaker store struck eleven a.m. You struggle to swallow. Alright, here goes nothing.

You went down to the street corner and called out the invisibility spell. You walked casually through the street but couldn't help but overhear the lovebirds conversation.

"My dream wedding would 100% be themed "Human Centipede"." She laughed so joyfully. Everyone around was looking so distraught but didn't dare say anything. Mmh.

"That would be so cool! Imagine just how much we could save on the catering bill." He burst out in laughter; it was hilarious.

Good luck with that, Adriel...

And that's another wedding you will not attend. Thank God they weren't in your department anymore.

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You had arrived before Aziraphale, so you would have time to report to Chamuel. Yep, the Archangel of Love himself. No pressure... You weren't the same rank as Aziraphale; he was a Principality. You ? Well, not anymore. You were simply under the order of an Archangel, not having a specific rank, really... Jophiel was your boss, to be exact, Chamuel's subordinate and bounded. So meeting up just one Archangel was already a big deal.

You rode the escalator while poking random fingers on your chest to calm your nerves and erase all of your emotions. You hoped they wouldn't notice the change. You hoped Chamuel didn't show up during the reunion concerning the Anti-Christ. You hoped that everything would be alright.

You exhaled for a long time, entering the endless building of light. Steadily, you made your way towards your bosses. Impassive. Calm. You spotted Chamuel and your principality, and you stopped a few feet away.

"Hello Y/N ! How are you today ?" What a dashing smile he had—too white to be human. His deep green eyes were scanning your own. His attention was nerve-wracking.

"I am fine; thank you, Chamuel." Your tone was as neutral as you could manage. Your posture was rigid, trying to stay as still as possible.

"I too hope you two are doing well."

"We are, thank you... Now, how's your heart ? Has it caused you any problems ?" His pale hand suddenly patted your mid-chest, too rough for your liking. You flinched but didn't dare say anything. Mmh. Behind him, Jophiel was looking at you up and down, keeping her distance. She still gave you a brief, tight smile.

"I am fine, thank you." You sounded straight-up robotic.

"Good !" He clapped his hands together and shook them. He took his place beside the dark-blond angel, his vivid blond hair harmonising with hers.

"Your recent results have been quite impressive, Y/N. Very good fuel for the upcoming war". Jophiel praised you while never fully looking your way.

You simply bowed your head, despite how geedy you actually felt. She didn't praise a lot, so you were delighted.

"Even from just a few minutes ago ! You are doing an excellent job. I appreciate the constant flow of love; it almost keeps the Bound together." He laughed heartily. You bowed your head again; you knew he didn't mean it.

The Bound is what holds everything together. Literaly everything. Earth, humans, animals ect. And Love is the fuel it needs to thrive. But when Armageddon starts, all cupids shall stop the love, let the Bound unfold, and fight along side the other angels, filled with the... ugh, power of Love. So cheesy... Help.

"Our sources have also confirmed the punishment of two demons who were prohibited from working on Earth for the remaining years; great job ! The least nuisance in the way, the better.."

Despite his sinister aura, he did appreciate your work. You just couldn't bring yourself to be happy about it.

"Now !" He slapped his hand on your shoulder and made you turn around. You grunted quietly. "I believe you must attend another meeting, right ? I wouldn't want you to be late. Go on." He pushed you forward, and you had to catch yourself before reuniting with the floor.

"So... Darachiel and Requiel are up next..." Jophiel said it absent-mindedly, already forgetting your encounter.

Brief and concise, exactly what you prayed for. As you were leaving, you passed Darachiel and Requiel, on their way to their report. They observed you from afar, doing their best not to get too close to you. You just stared right in front of you. You didn't want to hear their gossip. It was almost as if their mouths had only been designed to talk behind your back. You teeth clenched. Focus.

You'll just have to deal with three more archangels, convince them the boy is turning into a saint, and hope they will not mention your role as a cupid. It didn't really bother me that Azirphale and Crowley might find out about your job; it's just that you were quite... private and wanted to make sure they wouldn't realise what your mission was. Be cautious.

You didn't want to lie to them. You sighed. Nevertheless, you comforted yourself, remembering that you wouldn't be alone against them.

Still, your heart echoed through your ears; the drumming was hurting your ribs and chest, like every fibre of your bones wanted to crawl their way out of your throat. You kept walking. Your breath was laboured, and your eyes were watering, blurring the awful images that rolled before you. Your gaze fell down, shielding yourself from the memories and those fucking intrusive fights. Mmh..

"Y/N ?"

The sweetest feather touch grazed your forearm, the concerned voice abruptly grounding you back into the dazzling reality of Heaven. Lost, you revolved slowly, and your pleading eyes searched for reassurance.

"Oh, Y/N..." Aziraphale whispered softly to not startle you.

"I'm sorry, I just.. I've never..-" You had to hold back a sob. The blond shushed, caressing the side of your arms.

"I know, dear... It's a lot." He smiled at you, tender. He delicately lifted your chin to meet your eyes. "But I'm right beside you; you won't have to face them on your own. You are the most intrepid angel I've met; you will blow us all away!" He jested.

"Mmh." You gave him a sheepish smile for an answer.

Angel ? No, he was quite devilish, alright.

"Come now." He gestured forward into the meeting zone, not touching you. He walked beside you. "It's going to be just fine. I must confess, I've fooled them quite a lot before." His confession caused me to smirk as well.

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"Mmh..." Aziraphale moaned, his mouth full of cream. You never thought you could bless someone through your Parfait. Your recipe was Aziraphale's favourite dessert, which he desperately tried to copy but could never get right.

Your afternoon was spent at Aziraphale's bookshop, sitting cross-legged on the comfiest couch, reading your latest acquisition. The anxiety was slowly draining its way out your veins. You turned another page and smiled softly. You have loved astronomy ever since you were created. You didn't have as much knowledge about space as Crowley, but the beauty enticed you so much that you couldn't help but be saddened by its upcoming destruction. You also cooked for the angel to really thank him.

"It's truly fantastic, Y/N." He took another spoonful. "You're sure you don’t want to share your secret ? Confess and feel even better." He teased.

"Confess, huh ? I should rather put a copyright on my recipe, you little thief."

Eden, thankfully on your side, was pushing Aziraphale's thigh, sticking her tongue out to get a lick.

"No, Eden, we were not talking about you- No !" He lifted his arm way up. If he thought it would stop your mini cow, he was deeply mistaken. She put all her efforts into her desperate attempt to steal the sweet, climbing on his leg. Aziraphale made a muffled squeal; Eden had her hooves digging in his flesh.

"Help..." He begged in a strained voice.

You giggled and got up. You took your time, really, dusting a shelf and bouncing quickly on your left leg. His eyes were almost stern as he observed your smug face. You waited a few seconds. You smiled innocently, petted Eden's head, and snatched the glass from his hand.

"Oh ! Y/N !" Alright, that gasp was just comical. Your lips let out a joyful giggle, and you jogged away, tasting the dessert with your fingertip.

"Mh.. Yum ! What a talented cook I am." You contemplated your work. Still, you saw the two hungry fellas in the corner of your eye. Too emotionally drained to play, you turned around and handed back the dessert.

"Thank you." He shook his head but smiled gratefully.

Eden nudged your right arm, demanding a treat as well. As you tossed it to her, you spotted Aziraphale stare your way. You stared back, confused. Caught in the act, he didn't back down and directly asked you what was on his mind.

"Did you hurt your arm ? I never noticed that scar before."

Oh.

You looked down your right arm and saw the tiniest bit of scar sneaking out of your pulled-up sleeve. You covered it back down.

You never thought he would notice that.

"I got cut by a demon claw. It never really healed properly."

"Maybe I could help... Let me see." He reached for your arm. You didn't mean to flinch, but still, you backed away.

"It's okay, Aziraphale. Really, it's fine."

You were charging your charm to chase him off, but the door suddenly burst open, and Crowley entered like he owned the place. He noticed the two of you, and his face went stolid. The three of you stood here for a minute or two before the angel broke the weird silence.

"Hello Crowley, How was your day ?"

The demon found his scrunched expression back.

"Awful. As expected... Some people just apparently can't believe that humans can be bad enough to end up in hell without having to be murderers! Ugh."

He sat nonchalantly on his designated chair and went limp to try and get rid of all of his frustration. He hated having to visit Hell, as one could understand. He didn't belong there. You don’t belong anywhere. You cringed. Mmh. He weakly waved in your direction.

"How about you guys ?" He hummed.

"Mmh, well, Azi' will tell you. I should get going !" You forced a smile and reached for Eden, petting her to calm her. You felt Aziraphale's eyes on you while Crowley tensed up slightly.

"Already ? Have I scared you away or something ?" He asked.

"Oh, don't be silly, Crowley; of course not ! Eden's tired; I've got to put her to bed."

"Well, can't she use the backroom- ?"

"Oh, by the way." Whoosh, quick, unnoticeable charm. "Here ! I finished it !" You threw your book on his lap, earning a grunt. "I hope you'll show me a real one day." The suggestion was true, but you knew it wouldn't happen. You didn't have the right to. Mmh.

"Bye bye ! Smooches !" You sang your way out of the bookshop under the concerned and puzzled looks of your clients.

You waited until you were around the corner before finally collapsing against the facade. Overwhelming—yeah, that's the perfect word to summarise your day. You brought your hands up to your head and rubbed your face. What am I so upset about? Why was your heart aching, burning your skin away? Why did their stares and comments feel like daggers in your back? You just wish you weren't alone. The light did nothing to warm up your frozen face as tears threatened to roll down. Mmh...

No... you didn't want to go back to this... You just couldn't.

The firm grip you had on your shirt snatched a bit of skin and twisted it. It had at least the benefit of shaking you enough to act.

You exhaled sharply and slapped your own cheek to knock some sense into yourself. You have no time. Eden was still rubbing her head on your leg when you bent down to kiss her forehead.

Alright, now shit was about to get real.

You straightened up, activated your blindness spell, and manifested your bow and arrows. Taking off from the ground and positioning yourself to get a good view of your clients You aimed with your right arm and lined up. Your breath was taken away by the glimpse of a scar that shone in the disappearing sun. You frowned, growled, and struck. Upper arms.

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I guess we all have to learn about our own back story, right Y/N ?

Anyway ! I promise we will see more of the ineffable husbands in the next part. You just needed a little bit of time for yourself.

Hope you enjoyed it ! Bye !

Parts : First - Previous - Next

Tag list : @legendary-maddie @kpop-athena @drugs-for-memes @emo-queer-boi @cunning-girl @mochikofi @brain-has-left @cup-of-tee007 @anonymoussherlockandmarvelgeek @somekale08 @liyacreate @msyolocat-blog

#good omens #good omens s2 #david tennant #micheal sheen #neil gaiman #crowley x reader x aziraphale #aziraphale x reader #crowley x aziraphale #crowley x reader #ineffable husbands #twoscompanythreesafamily

[bokettochild]

and making Legend Sky's descendant and having a close bound with the Master Sword is also very interesting. The grumpy child is the descendant of the sweet summer child. But Legend has not always been grumpy. They are the two who have the closest bound with the sword, who both reforged her and who both speak with/to her.

When Sky let the sowrd to train with another Link, it's to Legend that he let Fi. And Legend tease her, even if she doesn't answer. He call the sword "her" "old girl", like if he was speaking about a person.

Legend is the one who has the most powers. Sky is loved by birds but he doesnt speak with them. Well except his friend, of course.

I wouldn't be surprised if Legend was able to see Minish and Korok and if Faires were loving him.

I think he sees ghosts too? Would it means that he would see the champions if their souls were still with Wild?

So if he had Hylia blood i wouldn't be surprised.

Honestly, the parallels between Sky and Legend make me so happy sometimes because they were literally just two guys living their lives when someone called to them for help. They weren't told directly at the beginning "this is your destiny that you have been chosen for" like Time and First, they just saw someone in trouble (Zelda) and wanted to help!

They had to go find a sword and strengthen her, reforge her after the hero before them, a hero who died facing the foe they now must face, left her too weak to face off against the enemy.

They both faced an immortal demon. Granted, Legend fought Ganon and Sky fought Demise, but Legend fought a Ganon who wished for ultimate power, so basically the spirit of Demise who reclaimed his original power again, so... same difference!

They did this despite never being ready, despite being just some kid. They were both taught and trained by the Master Sword and faced off against magics they'd never comprehended before their adventures. Fi taught them both though, guided them, befriended them, even if she never meant to.

And they both won. They both faced god level power and won despite everything.

Honestly, I think it's fitting that Legend not only bears the same spirit as Sky, but the same blood too. They're pretty dang similar when you look at the nitty gritty, even with the fact that there's a whole lot more to them then at first glance.

Sky is a slumbering monster of rage if you tick him off, despite seeming like a tender-hearted angel all the time. Legend is blatantly powerful and dangerous, but at his heart he's just a kid with a big heart who's been hurt too many times. They are the DEFINITION of "looks like a cinnamon roll but could actually kill you" and "looks like he could kill you but is actually a cinnamon roll".

I love that for them, and I like to think they both realize their similarities and contrasts, and have just both decided to never acknowledge it expressly, but still recognize it and treat each other accordingly. Having them be related just adds in an extra level of "wow, we have so much in common!" which you know I can't ever resist!

#asks and answers #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu legend #lu sky #linked universe analysis

[selineram3421]

An Ansgty fic about Platonic!Angel Dust with a 13 y/o fem!reader that has very bad trust issues but they somehow manage to form a strong big bro <--> lil sis bond??? Maybe he comes back to the hotel all bruised up thanks to Valentino (ugh, how I hate that man 👌👁👄👁) and when reader tries to help him he snaps due to the stress of the situation and yells at her/throws something her way and now the reader is scared that Angel might hurt her, so he reaches out slowly trying to make it up for his error but the reader flinches away from him, running stairs down to lock herself in her room and to not came out for 1 week only letting Charlie and Nifty enter her room??

I agree, Valentino is literal garbage.

You Ok?

Angel and Child (T) Fem Reader

Platonic Oneshot

Warning! ⚠

⚠ using she/they for reader, trust issues, trauma/ptsd, Valentino being a piece of shit, injuries-blood/bruising, yelling/throwing things, mentions of murder, hurt/comfort ⚠

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"I'm gonna head to work.", Angel says, picking up his bag with work items and putting on his jacket.

"Ok.", you nod, carrying Fat Nuggets.

"If ya go out, make sure you ain't followed. Keep an eye on your surroundings, be sure ta take your phone and a weapon.", your older brother says and pats the top of your head.

You nod again with a smile.

"Good. You have my number and the hotel staff is around, 'kay? Make sure ta tell 'em somethin' if some guest is being an asshole to you.", he says and kisses Fat Nuggets on the top of their head. "There's a twenty in my vanity drawer, bye!"

Once he leaves, you and Fat Nuggets look at each other.

"Wanna raid the candy pantry?", you ask, earning an oink in return. "I didn't hear a no!"

Putting the pig down, you go out of Angel's hotel room and close the door behind you two.

"Ok, on three.", you get ready to run. "One, two.."

The pink little pig also readies himself.

"Three!", you shout.

Both of you race down the hall.

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"What did I say Angel baby?"

The spider demon backed up till he hit a wall, having no where to run. Valentino steps closer, placing a hand on his employee's cheek.

"I told you not to talk when dancing. You know how much costumers like quiet pretty things.", the moth demon coos softly.

Its a false sense of security.

The soft touch turns into a violent one when Valentino clutches onto the spider's jaw tightly.

"Ack!", Angel gasps and tries to push the demon's hand away.

"Let's teach you again, yes?"

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Hours have passed.

You and Fat Nuggets lay on the lobby couches, bored out of your minds.

There was not much to do.

You were sitting at the bar with your pig companion, playing find the broken glass. But Husk quickly told you to beat it and that he didn't want to deal with anyone today.

"He deals with random demons all the time! Dang cat works at the bar for Satan's sake!", you huff.

"Oink oink", Fat Nuggets snorts.

"Yeah, yeah. I know.", you reply and turn to lay on your side. "Charlie is doing whatever, Vaggie is with her, Niffty is..somewhere, and the red guy doesn't like being around me or Angel.", you list of with a groan. "And Pentious is annoying."

The pig rolls onto his stomach and sniffs at you with little snorts.

"I just wish there was more fun around here. I can't really do anything.", you mumble.

The sound of the lobby doors opening catches your attention, making you sit up from the couch and look to see who walked in.

Its your brother, covered in bruises and blood. He wears a pained grimace as he limps into the lobby.

"Angel!", you shout, rolling off the couch and run up to him. "Are you ok? What happened? Oh god, your eye is swelling. Let's get you some ice and-", you reach out to him.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!", he snaps, hitting you away with his bag and letting it go.

The bag slams into the wall and falls to the floor, the room becoming deadly silent.

.

Angel just got back from work and everything hurt. Valentino kicked him out for the day since the bruises wouldn't look too attractive to costumers.

All he saw was red but his other senses were on high. So the spider demon reacted on instinct when there was a loud voice and a hand coming toward him.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

He knows the bag hit someone before flying to the wall. When he takes a second to calm down and looks at the small demon backing up, he realizes who it was.

"Oh shit-", Angel gasps, letting your name slip out with guilt. "Kid, I didn't mean to-", he moves forward with a hand lifting up towards her.

She flinches back clutching their arm, shivering in fear as tears roll down their cheeks.

"Don't touch me!", she manages to get out before running off.

"Wait, kid!", he tries to go after them but hisses at the pain coming from his leg.

Stumbling over to the wall, Angel leans against it and slowly lowers himself onto the floor. The spider demon doesn't notice he's crying until Fat Nuggets comes up to him to lick off the tears that have fallen on his hands.

"I'm sorry.", he whispers before closing his eyes tightly and sobbing, covering his face with two of his hands. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry!", his other set of arms wrap around his legs as he balls himself up before whimpering out another apology.

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You locked yourself up in your hotel room and the little door for Fat Nuggets. Not wanting to risk it, you also angled a chair under the doorknob. Just the thought of Angel kicking down your door and beating you was terrifying.

Not again. I don't want that to happen again. You think of how your living life was and close your eyes. They're dead! I killed them twice! They're gone!

There was some comfort from holding the pillow and burying your face into it. All you wanted to do was stay hidden away until he forgot about you.

A knock on the door made you jump.

"Hey, you ok in there?", the voice of the princess comes through. "I brought dinner."

You slowly get off the bed and quietly make your way over to the door. Taking a peak through the gap on the bottom of the door and feeling the vibrations on the floor, you confirm that its only her outside.

Upon the door opening slowly, Charlie smiles at you in relief.

"Alastor made your favorite.", the blonde says.

"Thanks Ch-Charlie.", you stutter and quickly take the plate, widening the door gap for a second to bring the food inside, closing the door and locking it.

"Oh. I wanted to talk, is that ok?", she asks.

"I don't really want to go out and talk right now.", you say, moving the chair back.

"How about just talking like this? You don't have to leave your room or open the door.", the princess offers. "I just want to make sure you're ok."

"I'm..ok.", you say, rubbing your arm.

"Mentally?", she asks.

You stay quiet for a few seconds.

"Is anyone mentally ok in Hell?", you answer her question with a question.

She sighs and you hear her shift outside the door. You sit down, leaning your back against the wall and pick at your food.

"That is a really good question.", Charlie says. "However the answer is obvious."

You eat a bit of the food.

"Can you tell me what happened?", she asks after a bit.

"Angel-", you take in a deep breath before continuing. "Angel came back from work all beat up. I was worried a-and reached out to him but then he..", you take another breath, feeling your chest ache at the memory. "He hit me with his bag."

Your curl up into a ball and hug yourself.

"Is he ok?", you ask in a whisper.

"Vaggie took care of him, he's ok.", she says.

"That's good.", you hiccup, hugging yourself tighter.

"I'll come back in the morning, or I'll send Niftty to check up on you, ok?", Charlie says.

You can hear shifting outside. She probably sat on the floor too.

"Thank you for telling me. That took a lot of courage.", she says before saying goodnight and leaving.

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Angel skipped work.

He didn't want to go back, and he also needed to apologize to you. Problem was that you didn't leave your hotel room for almost a whole week, only opening the door for Niffty or Charlie. The princess suggested that they'd do a therapy session, but he didn't want to do that. It would make it seem forced and he wanted his sister to know that he was not forced to apologize.

So on the seventh day of her being locked up in her room, he got all of their favorite snacks and went over.

Angel knocked on their door, but she didn't answer. "Hey, I got you some snacks.", the spider demon says.

Nothing.

"You ok kid? You've been in your room for a week now. Everyone's been worried. Heck, even Husk!", he waits for a response, but still doesn't get one.

Sighing, he goes to sit down and leans his back against the door, placing the snacks next to him.

"I should'a came by and said this earlier but I'm sorry.", he says and looks down at the floor. "I didn't mean to hit you, I reacted on instinct. It..", he bites his lip before continuing. "It was a trauma response. I heard you being loud and when you tried to touch me I freaked out."

He looks up and covers his eyes with one of his arms, trying not to cry.

"I just want you ta know that I'd never hurt you on purpose. And-", he sniffs and starts wiping the tears that start falling. "What I did wasn't ok and I understand if you don't trust or forgive me, I understand if you hate me now and never want to speak or see me again.", the mascara he had put on earlier was now ruined. "I just want you to know its ok. All I want is for you to be safe. I'll be happy with just knowing that you're ok."

Suddenly he falls back, before he can hit the ground, he's engulfed into a hug from behind. The spider demon feels her hold onto him tighter and also as she leans her head against his back.

"You're ok, right?", they mumble. "You're not hurt anymore?"

"I'm ok.", he confirms, moving an arm back to pat the top of her head. "Are you ok? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you."

His sister nods and sniffles.

"C'mon. Sibling cuddle therapy.", he says before moving them into a proper hug, letting her rest their head on his chest. "Let's watch movies and get sugar high, we can even do some pranks on the girls.", he lists off, petting their head with one hand and rubbing their back with another as the other set of arms just holds them.

"Mhm.", she hums in agreement.

"Ok, I'ma pick ya up now. 'kay?", he says and lifts them up after they nod, making sure to grab the snacks as well.

He carries them over to his room.

"Fat Nuggets misses ya.", he said before opening the door.

"I missed him too.", his sister replied. "I missed you."

"I missed you too kid."

~

Charlie and Vaggie saw the whole thing on the security cameras.

~Seline, the person.

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[tonberry-yoda]

Could I request Asra getting jealous because Lucio keeps flirting with his so at the masqarde.

Oh my goodness, of course you can! I literally love this idea so so much and this is my first time writing for the Arcana her on tumblr, so thank you so much for asking this! <3

Jealousy - Asra Alnazar

Pairing - Asra Alnazar x reader

Warnings - asra being too gosh dang hot, but other than that, nothing

Word Count - 1,169

Notes - thank you super duper much for the request! this was so much fun to write! have a super awesome day, anon! also, italics in dialogue mean whispering

And don’t forget, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So if you want to request any writing, please don’t hesitate to ask, but please read my pinned post before requesting! Please enjoy!! Don’t forget to stay hydrated! <3

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“Are you ready, my love?” Asra placed his hand on your back, pressing a small kiss to your cheek. His lips were always so warm. “Of course I am. Are you ready?” “Ready to see Lucio talk about himself for thirty minutes about how happy he is that we all came to his birthday celebration? Oh, I'm all geared up.” You giggled as you lightly smacked Asra’s arm. “What?! You can't be mad at me! That selfish prick just adores talking about himself.” “Think of the food Asra. The free food.” “Oh, dear, you have just got me all pumped up for this ball.” You laughed as you watched Asra speed up, his dress flying behind him. “Well, are you coming or not?” “Of course I am!” You ran forward, grabbing Asra’s hand, walking into the giant castle. Something about the town of Vesuvia was so magical. It always felt like something out of a fairy tail. And to be there with Asra had you through the roof. You loved that man more than anyone. His bright white hair that seemed to glitter in the sun. His lips that looked like they were always covered in dewdrops. He was an angel. You would always think why he chose you, but you thanked the stars he did. The way he looked at you gave you butterflies. You wouldn't give him up for the world.

“Damn,” Asra giggled, holding you by the waist as you stood in front of him. “Lucio’s still talking. I was hoping we could make it after his dumb speech.” “We’re never that lucky, darling.” “I know. Never. Good entertainment, I suppose.” “You suppose.” You snorted and Asra got down to your level, his warm breath brushing against your ear. “I'm going to grab us some drinks from the other room. Behave, okay?” You cupped his face and turned around, your nose pressed against his. “Don't tell me to behave, Asra. You behave.” You pressed a small kiss against his lips, making him melt. You pulled away, your lips slightly sticking to his. “Darling, don't do that or we are never going to get our drinks.” He licked his lips and walked away, making you swoon. God, how did he do it?

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“Okay, but consider-” “Ilya, I'm busy. Maybe another time?” Asra tried pushing past a crowd, having difficulty getting away from his conversation with Julian that struck at the punch bar. Why did he have to be so nice? “Asra, please! I just want to see you conjure a rabbit or something!” “For the last time, Ilya,” Asra turned around, his whole outfit flying around him. “My magic doesn't work like that! Now can I please, for the love of everything holy and good, please get by?!” The whole room went quiet and cleared out of the way for Asra. He walked by, his face turning a dark shade of crimson that was thankfully covered by his mask. “Well let me know when it can, Asra!” “Shut up, Ilya!”

When Asra finally got around everyone, which felt like an eternity, he nearly dropped both of the drinks in his hands at the gruesome sight he had to put his beautiful blue eyes upon. Lucio and you were standing in a corner together, drinks already in hand, talking. Asra’s blood was boiling.

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You were laughing at some stupid joke that Lucio made when you turned over to see Asra looking at you, tears clearly in his eyes. His hands were clenched, making the drinks he was holding bend a little. You didn't even notice that Lucio was still talking to you. Everything felt muffled. Did Asra think something else was going on? You went to step away, but Lucio grabbed your wrist. “Where do you think you’re going? We still have a lot to talk about! Like that stunning regalia you have on!” You looked back to where Asra was standing, but he left. “Lucio, I just have to run to the restroom. I'll be back.” “Alright! Don't take too long!”

You ran all over that castle. Where could he have gone? You weren't about to give up though. You couldn't leave Asra in that state.

As you went to turn a corner, you felt yourself bump into someone. Someone tall. “Julian! Oh thank god you’re here! Have you seen Asra anywhere?” “Asra? Uh… I was talking to him earlier… And then a couple of minutes ago, I saw him holding his mask heading in that direction.” Julian stuck out his thin finger down a long empty hallway. You couldn't believe you did this to Asra. “Asra!” You found him sitting in the courtyard that took you much too long to find even though it was just at the end of the long hall. “Hello, love.” “That earlier, it wasn't what it looked like.” “Hm?” Asra looked up after digging in his bag for a few moments, the moon shimmering off of his most beautiful features, making you fall in love all over again. “Oh that? Oh, I know. It was nothing, right? I know it wasn't! You would never do anything like that to me.” You tilted your head. “Asra… are you okay?” “Just peachy, my love. Just peachy.” He dug in his bag again and finally pulled out something with a smile. “Faust, you don't have venom, do you?” “Nope!” “Ah, damn.” “Asra,” you sat next to him, scooting his bangs out of his eyes. “I'm sorry.” “What are you sorry for? Lucio needs to be the one to apologize for trying to flirt with you. The dumbass looked idiodic. Though I do accept your apology. Even if I think it's ridiculous that you decided to take a drink from him.” “So you’re not mad?” “Oh, no, I'm pissed. Very much so. Not at you though, love. Not at you.” Asra pressed a kiss on your forehead and turned to Faust. “What do you think we should do to Lucio, Faust?” Faust slithered away, coming back with a stick. “Poke!” “Love, you don't have anything sharp on you, by any chance?” “Asra!” “I'm kidding. I can just poison his drink.” “Asra!” Asra giggled and pulled you close, resting his head in the crook of your neck. “All just jokes, my dear.” You played with the back of his dress with a smile and he rubbed circles into the small of your back, humming softly. “I feel bad though, Asra.” “Oh, don't you dare. Though,” Asra pulled away, his smile turning to a sly smirk. “I think you should reconsider before you talk to Lucio,” he pulled you close, putting his lips against your ear. “Or you’re going to be in big trouble next time.” He pressed a kiss on your earlobe and pulled away, walking back towards the castle. All while you stood there with a red face. The sly bastard knew you weren't going to leave him, so he teased you for it. You couldn't help but love him though. Especially because of that.

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[rivalriotrenegade]

Op ur stories is what keeping my sanity in check AND PLS IM IN LOVE WITH DEMON WEREWOLF JASON JMKJCIJJIJIRCJIIFIJCIDHIHIF FLUFFY BOI

Does that mean jason has horns and wings? Or thsts just at reader's interpretation? Im just curious at how he looks like

So yea im gonna be thinking of fluffy demon boi jason for the rest of the week thank u again for these wonderful stories!

Thank u for ur timr, hope ur taking care and lifes treating u well!

(Oh my goshhhhhh this is the first ask I’ve ever gotten. You are literally making me so dang happy rn. I could cryyyyy!!!!!!!!)

Honestly, I haven't thought about it! I've mostly focused on the werewolf aspect of him. (If you’ve read my werewolf Jason Todd pt 1&2) But now that I'm definitely going to do some more  things with his demon side!

What do you think about his demon side being mostly dormant for most of his life until one day his mate gets hurt and then BOOM. Beast unleashed and he unlocks a new sort of demonic form! I’m definitely going to have to write something about that!

I think I’m going to leave what he looks like up to you guys for the most part… 

Buuuuut since this is my first ask, I’ll write a small scenario just for you! <3 (I’ll also post it later as a plain write lol) 

Jason was angry. The night had been rough and he had lost himself once again. Controlling this new form was hard. Incredibly so. He had been so blinded by rage that he hadn’t even noticed himself slipping. It wasn’t until the red haze of bloodlust had lifted that he even realized what he had become. 

“Shit!” He thought. 

His mate was going to be so disappointed in him. God, he hated this new power. There was a time when Jason would have done anything to gain this kind of strength. A power so raw and uncontrollable. There was a time when he wouldn’t have wanted to learn how to control it. A time when he would have embraced it and let it consume him from the inside out. But now he had them. 

His sweet little mate. The love of his life. The reason he wanted to be human. This new ability only seemed to make that goal seem even more unobtainable. How was he supposed to be good enough for them when he couldn’t even keep the monster inside of him at bay? Jason had been so caught up in his self-deprecating thoughts that he hadn’t even noticed his feet carrying him home. 

As Jason walked inside through the door made specially for him, he could hear the tv he left on already talking about the vicious attack near Gales Brook avenue. Didn’t those guys have anything better to do than rubbing his fucking mistakes in his face? Fuck. Bruce was going to be so pissed. He was definitely going to get an ear full from him. Hell he’d probably have to listen to one of his long winded lectures… Again. The thought of Bruce made his blood begin to boil and once again that red haze started to creep in.

“Deep breaths Jason. Deep breaths.” He reminded himself. 

Unfortunately that didn’t last long as his wing caught on the edge of the table sending the vase full of flowers his mate had gotten him crashing to the ground. Just like that the urge to sink his fangs into something came back full force. He reared up only for his horns to scrape against the top of the ceiling. He hated this form! He felt so clumsy in it. But as if that wasn’t bad enough the monotone voice of the news reporter just seemed to sink into his ears and rattle around in his skull. He needed them to shut up. Why wouldn’t they just shut up!? 

Before he knew it the tv was flying across the room. The couch was next, the fabric torn to shreds. He barely heard the door open over the sounds of his own carnage. 

“Jason, is that you?” A soft angelic voice called out to him. Jason froze, his body tensed up even more. What were they doing here? They weren’t supposed to be here! He didn’t want them to see him like this. Not to mention he wasn’t in the right state of mind. He needed them to leave. 

“Jason, what’s wrong?” They asked, walking closer to him, hand stretched up towards his muzzle. In a panic he snarled and snapped at them, his giant bat-like wings flaring up in defense. They drew back in shock. The momentary ‘fear’ in their eyes only caused him to spiral deeper. No. No! He didn’t mean it! Don’t look at him like that! Jason staggered back, nearly tripping as his wings flapped in distress.

“Woah, woah! Jason calm down.” His mate pleaded. Jason's chest heaves up and down. He feels like a cornered animal. Before he even knows what he’s doing he lunges, teeth snapping around their neck, but his fangs don’t even come close to drawing blood. He just holds them there unsure of what to do next. Carefully they bring their hands up, gently running them through his fur. “Your alright love.” They whisper. “Everything's okay. You’re going to be alright.” Slowly Jason melts into their touch. His jaw unlatches from their neck and his body crumples to the floor. 

Jason feels like crying. What was he thinking? He could have hurt them! The only good thing in his life. How could they even stand to be in the same room as him let alone love him? But it’s almost as if they could read his mind, because before he can react they have his large furry head in their hands. “I’m okay Jay, see? You didn’t hurt me. You know I still love you.” Slowly Jason reaches out, before quickly drawing his hand back. “Jason, love. You're not going to hurt me.”

With a bit of coaxing Jason gingerly moves them so they’re sat on his lap. His massive paws hold them close to his furry chest and his snout rests in the crook of their neck. He inhales deeply, trying to use their scent to help calm himself down. His large bat-like wings circle protectively around them. Gently he begins to lap at their neck, a wordless apology. They just sit there in silence for a while as his mate plays with his fur. Slowly they get up taking his large paw into their comically small hand. “Come on love, let’s go to bed.”

Carefully his mate leads him to the bedroom. Jason takes his time to curl up around them. His wing spread out like a blanket over their small form, wrapping around them and tucking them even closer to him. A soft purr rumbles in his chest as his mate whispers sweet words of comfort. As he drifted off to sleep he knew he still had a lot to learn about this new ability and it was going to be a lot of work to learn to control it. But he also knew that as long as he had them by his side he could overcome anything. 

BOOM! DONE! I hope you liked it. :)

Please comment on my works. I really do love interacting with people.

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[laitoxx]

WHY WON'T YOU LET ME ASK THIS ANONYMOUSLY I WANT TO GO INCOGNITO BUT NOOOO

any f*ck marry kill the hashiras GO

Uhm

Dang, putting me on the spot here okay.

Okay here’s the thing. F*cking entails that I would only do it once, while marry entails I can f*ck when I want, but it also has all the struggles of life and wedding hood, and kill means that I’d actually have the ability to do so, which….I clearly don’t rn but ANYWAY

So let’s get to it

F*ck Marry Kill the Hashira

Giyuu Tomioka: F*ck , but this is also assuming he’s gonna know what f*cking is.

Kanroji Mitsuri: Marry. Hands down. No explanation required.

Obanai Iguro: Oh, god. I mean, if I Married Mitsuri, I’d either have to marry him too, or kill him. ………..kill.

Sanemi shinaiciwhjaid I can never spell his name: I’ve literally been sitting here not typing anything debating between f*ck or kill because I would not marry this man even if my life depended on it so I’ll get back to it

Himejima Gyomei: I’m not sure which ones his first name, but I’ll find out because I’m picking MARRY

Rengoku Kyojuro: Marry. Mary. Marry. Marry. Yes I’ll do the cooking, yes I’ll do the cleaning. I will never complain as long as you are my husband, my angel from heaven

Shinobu Kocho: I FREAKING ALMOST SPELLED HER NAME KOCKO 💀💀💀 uhmmmmmm I wouldn’t f*ck OR marry her so that leaves Kill,,,,,so I’ll just go with that ����

Uzui Tengen: uhm, my one reservation is that he’s already married, but not only that, he’s married to 3 different women, so I wouldn’t KILL him, but I wouldn’t necessarily f*ck him either…………ah what the heck let’s have a good time. I’ll F*ck

Muichiro Tokito: …..uhmmm I’d marry, but not for the reason most people would think. It’s like…..marriage of protection? Like, I want him to feel safe and protected and loved, I. Genuinely, I think I’d just adopt him. I mean really. But let’s say Marry for rn.

Okay, so let’s have a recap

Tomioka Giyuu: F*ck

Kanroji Mitsuri: Marry

Obanai Iguro: Kill, sorry, but you were kind of a bastard anyway

Sanemi Shitzugawakanda: I settled for Kill because I really don’t wanna f*ck this man I’m sorry.

Himejima Gyomei: Marry

Rengoku Kyojuro: Marry

Shinobu Kocho: IT DID IT AGAIN kill

Uzui Tengen: F*ck

Muichiro Tokito: Marry

Wow, my body count is two but I literally have 3 husbands….

Maybe I will make uzui my fourth…

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[fractualized]

Another month, another Man Who Stopped Laughing (#6)!

Warnings for blood and gore (including the death of an animal).

We spend extensive time with Los Angeles Joker in this one. He's scheduled for a flight back to Gotham, but he decides to take in a comedy set first.

I like the implication that Joker has a higher voice, as that's the kind of Joker voice I prefer!

When the comedian gets a better look at his fan, he is much less amused.

Oh god don't do a riff. DO NOT DO A RIFF. That couple in the back sneaking out absolutely have the right idea. This cannot end well.

But the comedian forges ahead, and he has some good jokes about Gotham.

Until he fucks up.

Joker just got divorced from that flying rat and he does not want to talk about it!!

Of course, per the first image in this post, Joker was always planning to use his drink to acid the poor comedian in the face. Chaos erupts, but then Mr. Waffles shows up.

I really enjoy the dynamic with the henchmen in this issue, how Joker's interactions with them are almost friendly. Mr. Waffles wasn't sure where you were, Mr. J! He was so worried. :(

Before leaving for Gotham, though, Joker has an errand.

Look at your boss's face back there! Don't question him!

I said the dynamic was almost friendly. (Hee, lookit the guy hiding in the red car.)

They then head up to the observatory, where they watch the second part of Joker's farewell to the City of Angels. (Hold on, does that mean something, that Joker is from such a dark city, so of course he's unhappy in the City of Angels?? Eh, maybe not, just a thought.)

Is it insane to look for messages in the smoke? Yes? Nevermind.

Aw, Joker you miss Batsy, don't you? That's why you gotta go back to your roots– except Joker didn't realize where his flight was leaving from and he kinda screwed himself.

The pun on the van is meh but now I'm wondering if Joker thinks of himself as a lettuce head– and oh my god I just realized that icon on that blimp is a Joker face and get the joke.

There's a brief interlude where Jason learns that his clown-killing last issue isn't so clear-cut, and then we're back to LA Joker trying to get to the dang airport through a riot that he started.

But never fear, Mr. Waffles is taking charge!

MR. WAFFLES NOOOOOOOOOOOO

Oh good, he's okay, but you may notice that the van is now on fire, which isn't going to get Joker to LAX. And look at Waffles' concern! He doesn't want Boss to get hurt! :(

And then another interlude…

Goddamn, I guess Protag Joker really did get hit by that train. And now he's stuck getting fed rat blood. Yeeeeeeesh.

This raises the question of when the next issue of Punchline: The Gotham Game takes place. Protag Joker showed up at the end of GG's last issue, and I'd assumed he came across Punchline after dodging the train. But maybe their reunion takes place in Joker's wanderings pre-TMWSL #5, or after Grundy fixes him up? Questions, questions!

Anyway, over in Hollywood, Joker has escaped the riot and is still trying to get to the airport.

He tries to use his clownly wiles for a ride, but it's a no-go.

And then… LE GASP

Okay, no one believes this is the real Batman coming up. I still can't tell where TMWSL takes place in relation to what Bruce is up to. Is Bruce "dead" now? Is Bruce fighting literal demons now? Who knows!

Anyway, Joker's bemusement at Costume Batman is entertaining.

And of course there's a Robin.

wuh oh

Look, Joker still has some post-divorce aggression to work out. He should get home and work it out with his ex!

But not quite yet.

I know nothing about Manhunter but I guess I'll learn next month!

Then it's backer time, and we have a different artist, and I don't know how I feel about it. Francavilla's style really complimented the strangeness of the plot lines. But it is what it is, and it's Ralph!

Joker's henchmen have come to tell Ralph about a death in the family.

Twin brothers, of course! Looking back I'm surprised we didn't get to this clone explanation sooner.

He died almost doing what he loved: riding a bat.

Ralph leaves his family to attend to his brother's affairs.

lol boners reference

Ralph carries out all of Joker's schemes, my favorite being toilet papering Arkham, just because… the simplicity and near innocence of it, I guess!

But then as his duty comes to a close, Ralph realizes he's found a new calling.

Not a huge fan of this backer, perhaps because it makes me think of Three Jokers, which I still viscerally dislike even though I barely even remember why. But this does call back to the idea that Joker is an unstoppable force that Gotham will always need to deal with, and that's fun!

#the man who stopped laughing #joker #my jibber-jabber #spoilers #gore #blood

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

HAYYA MOM! It's been a long time since I last talked w you <33 It's quite a tiring November-December and now I'm in the middle of taking remedial after failing some of my exams <33 How r u?? How's ur real life?? I hope everything's on track and you're health is all matter :))

I know it's quite tiring to be a single mom and there's always something unbelievable happens 💀 And in the middle of procrastinating every responsibility I should do gets me, "Oh I want to do other chores besides this." But then never get anything done :")

Also, I need a little comfort from my Adlers boys. You don't have to do this if you don't have time/don't want to, or a little comforting words from you would be nice <33

Sending lots of love to every anon 💘💝💖💗💋

🦢 anon

🦢 anon 🥹 welcome back!!! Honestly what has even been happening the month of November and December? Like seriously 🫠 I hope you are able to take some time for yourself!!

Honestly being a single parent is exhausting 😩 my youngest has been putting me through it the last few nights, refusing sleep and then waking up at like 3:30am 😐 honestly at this point, all I want for the holidays is a night of uninterrupted sleep!

Ohh Adler comfort you say 👀 I think we can whip up a little something 😏

(This got a little long 😅 also mentions of death but no one actually dies mkay)

Our faithful and wonderful Manager, YN has been working their booty off the past few months, not only as the Adlers literal pillar but as a student as well. Yn works hard form dawn until dusk, dealing with idiots and then goes to night school to continue dealing with idiots 😐 so it’s no surprises that our sweet angel is exhausted.

So after setting up the teams gym, you lay your head down on one of the folding chairs, putting your feet on another and covering yourself up, hoping to catch a 20 minute snooze before the world explodes.

Too bad you manage a team just as feral as all the others 🙃

“Hey Yn! Where are the lists for the new rosters-” Hirugami asks, stopping just inside the gym when he sees you laying on the chairs

“What the hell? Why did you stop?” Heiwajima asked as he peered out from behind the tree that was their teams captain

“Oh my god- is Yn dead?!?” A voice gasped from behind them, Hoshiumi hiding his mouth as Kageyama walks in behind him

“YN knows better than to die during a training session,” Kageyama said, walking towards the volleyballs at the serving line

Ushijima walks up to you, checking to make sure your breathing before placing his jacket on you. The team looks at him as he shrugs, “I don’t want Yn catching a sickness.”

“Dang they must be exhausted,” Romero said, walking up to your sleeping form.

“All those late nights have definitely had an affect I’m sure,” Sokolov added

“Well what do we do?” Heiwajima asked as Hirugami crossed his large arms over his broad chest

Suddenly you began to stir, eyes shooting open as you looked to see the men standing in front of you. You shoot up, accidentally falling off the chairs you had made you makeshift bed

“I’m so sorry guys! I just wanted to catch a little rest! I’ll get back to work right away,” you said as Romero grabbed your wrist gently

“No you won’t YN, you need to go home and rest!” He said as you stared at him

“Hey I’m the captain here and I give all the orders!” Hirugami said, “and I order you to go home and rest.”

Romero 👉🏻😐🙄 ffs-

“Really I’m ok guys,” you say as you rub your eyes and try to wake up

“YN it is very important to get the proper amount of sleep nightly,” Ushijima scolded you

“I’ll sleep when exams are over,” you scoffed as Sokolov picked you up, hauling you towards the door

“You are officially banned from the gym for a week Yn! And I order you to sleep!” Hirugami said following you as you sighed and admitted defeat

“Love you Yn sleep well!” Hoshiumi said waving to you.

“Rest up YN,” Ushijima said as the door the gym slammed in your face

Sure it was tough live but it was their love 🥰

#my lovely bbys #live action headcannons 🤣 #follower headcanons #🦢 anon #Adler fluff

[tsuki-sennin]

Geats Episode 31! Heaven or Hell!

-1. It Doesn't Matter

-2. by Don Toliver

-3. Let's Rock!

Yeah pick one of those, I can't come up with a proper joke.

Spoilers, I guess...

-Oooooh, seems Archimedel's giving them a (more literal) taste for blood.

-"MY LOVELY BOOOOY!"

-I love Garden Grandpa.

-"How would you like the perfect ending match?"

-Tanuki-soba~! Keiwa Style!

-Hello, Sara-neesan!

-Man, I just realized... Neon TV has a lot of potential abuse/neglect evidence, and yet Kousei has far too much money to make any of it stick.

-That's... very depressing, actually.

-Sekai de jyu minna~!

-"Oh come OOOOON! We were having a moment!"

-Ohhhhh

-It's game time.

-Ohhhhh, that's gonna fall like angel island.

-So

-That's the goddess, huh?

-Go Keiwa-kun!

-"Get your ass in gear, Sakurai Keiwa!"

-Noooo, Sara-neechan!

-Focused on Keiwa, huh?

-Kekera's quite impressed with his oshi.

-Ace with the win!

-Her orangeeeees!

-"This game sucks, Buffa. But I'm gonna win it anyway."

-Ready... Fight!

-Holy shit, they got bubbled.

-"It's not just civilians~! It's everybody~! From Riders... to Niram-P~!"

-"Yeah, you just..."

-Holy shit, how has Chirami not been fired out of a cannon yet?

-Seems Samas's slaps are a bit predictable now.

-Tsumuri's faith in Keiwa and Ace is pretty dang sweet.

-Down the hole!

-Oh

-Dropless.

-Oh okay, bye goddess!

-The happiness of others becomes the happiness of the one.

-Stolen to hell.

-"Man, that Goddess is SOOOOOO evil, huh fox kit~?"

-Ah yes... Mom and Pop Sakurai.

-"Somebody has to lose for somebody else to win." That's this way the world unfortunately works.

-Hello, Producer Man.

-Fucking tell him, he's putting his ass on the line for you jerkoffs.

-It's just as we suspected... Ace is just like Neon, a creation of the Goddess.

-I have to wonder if his rage against Beroba was fueled by some kind of... unconscious sibling bond?

-Keiwa's staying out of it.

-"Oh, Nadge-Sparrow."

-I guess Daichi's delivering exposition for today.

-A false idol.

-A. An anamoly advanced all according to an avarice of an abandoning architect.

-Ace Ukiyo. A son sent from heaven to burn on a cross of fire.

-Keiwa has become an antitheist.

-Even at his angriest, he puts everyone else before himself.

-This really is no more sick and twisted a game than the DGP.

-"This game fucking SUCKS!"

-Ohhhhhhh, there he goes!

-I'd have put I Peace here, just sayin'.

-Ohhhhh, he's mad mad.

-Just like Ace was with Neon.

-Fall to hell, Jyamato!

-OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK

-This is quite harsh of you, Takahashi!

-"Or you could make me happy and die! How'd you like that!?"

-Keiwa's gone. ...he won't be gone forever, definitely not, but.

-Yo, Ace.

-"Tycoon's gone. It's time for you, Geats."

-Heaven or Hell. Let's rock.

-OHHHHH

-HE ATE HIS DAD

-STOP TALKING OLD MAN WHAT THE FUCK

-Archimedel. Father of the Jyamato.

-DAICHI'S FUCKING FACE

-WHAT NO YOU DON'T JUST END LIKE THAT

-Oh shit, Ziin's back.

-Lamentation's finally over next week.

-I can only imagine how cruelly it'd end.

#the world's next round: trick shot of desire for the grand victory #kamen rider geats #kamen rider #geats #kr geats #geats spoilers

[themudokonmessiah]

// Bringing this back because I can’t stop falling in love with everything about Mother right now, this included. I also realised the parallels here and it struck me funny, like I said this would be something of Seraphim and Abe, but dang, the more I thought over it, the more it would REALLY be like them;

Seraphim = Ness. Ness is apparently the best healer in Earthbound, and Seraphim can heal since he’s a demigod. That ability is much stronger with Seraphim than Abe because of the angel’s title. Does the attacking, shielding Abe from the harsh attacks, like Ness shields Paula whenever you attack her. Ness then immediately heals her, rendering Paula impossible to beat. This could apply to them as well, since Seraphim would be trying to keep Abe alive no matter what. The betrayal hit towards Paula would be something the angel would also do.

Abe = Paula. Paula has the unique ability to pray, something that you need to defeat Giygas. Abe could technically share this ability, though it’d be possession more than a prayer. His possession powers are weak at the start of the battle because of the lack of raw rage, but when Seraphim is killed, that rage comes out, making his own powers powerful. His power is fuelled by his emotions, so the more angry or upset he is, the stronger the force. Using Abe’s lack of empathy when he’s pushed, this would apply here as well. Any mercy would be out of the window, no more fucks to give. In his eyes, you murdered his friend. Not only that, but to him?

You just ended the world. To Abe, you just ended his entire happy ending, and everyone else’s too. You just ended Abe’s belief of defeating Noddaba, of everyone being happy in the future. All of his hard work has been thrown out of the window. The god family will become enraged, and Joan included. She will want to get revenge, even if it means teaming up with Noddaba to do so. Nothing will stop her from wanting to get your head. Not to mention, his own family will be thrown into turmoil because of Abe.

And the hard part is? If you follow this fight, you’d have to kill Abe too. Ultimately, you’d had thrown fate into chaos, giving potentially Noddaba the upper hand to literally take over Oddworld. Have fun knowing you condemned them all to chaos.

#🌕 ;; [ The Mudokon Messiah ] #seraphim tag #If this was a mod then this would be what would happen haha #You can tell I thought too much about this

[youaremorethanyouseem]

3/16/24

Man, oh man! Many months have passed and life has continued to change as it always does. I moved into my own apartment in October - my very first place alone. Bug and I have grown to love it. It has started to feel like a little cozy bubble. I started a new job shortly after moving which has also been such a blessing. I was miserable at Minted and my role with EEG has been a needed and welcomed change. Community group is the greatest blessing of my life down here in San Diego. I feel so lucky to be surrounded by so many incredible people who I actually want to hang out with. That group is literally God-breathed, no doubt in my mind about that.

I was supposed to run another half marathon with Tay and Dad in Texas last month and injured myself right before which resulted in only a 5k for miss Madeline. And, because of said injury, I cannot compete in the Half Iron Man I signed up for early next month. I’m already trying to figure out how to function again in a body without medication, the injury really doesn’t help. But I have goals and active steps to get to where I want and need to be!

Also, I have a boyfriend. Yeah, I know, it’s nuts. Never honestly thought I would actually find someone I was willing to step back into all of this with. Want to know the best part? He’s Zach’s cousin, someone I’ve known for years. We became official only last week and have been talking since New Years. He’s a walking angel. I’m still navigating the whole relationship thing, it’s not particularly easy to feel like it’s real since we are distance.

But, that being said, I am planning a move to SF in the next few months. I had the desire and plan to after the holidays up there (it’s not for said boy…promise). I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared. Other than my 4 month hiatus, San Diego has been “home” for me for almost NINE YEARS. Almost an entire decade I have driven these roads and felt safe in this space. Stepping out of that safety and into the unknown is insanely daunting. I know I will have community and family close by and that I will be okay, but I’m also leaving so much good behind. I love my apartment, my neighbor, I love San Diego, Shelter Island, I LOVE my church, my community group. I feel very fortunate to be leaving something good for something good. It’s a unique spot to be in, but it makes it that much harder.

Am I making the right choice? Do I need to stay here longer? Forever? Will I hate San Francisco? Will I fall in love and want to stay there forever? It feels as though the wrong decision will send my life spiraling down a path that was never meant for me. But how can I know what is wrong? How can I move any which way in full confidence? I’m learning that I can’t. And I just have to take the leap, knowing I will land on my feet regardless. But dang, I’m scared. And I’m sad. And I’m just trying to soak up every last second here.

Growing pains and doing things outside of my comfort zone - that is 2024 for me. I am excited to see what comes of all of this!

[bronzetomatoes]

Yeah that's fair, running characters through the blorbo machine is also fun and also dang, that's one hell of a good description re: the whole 'look at me' segment, and I definitely get the appeal of characters going feral and just losing it. I think I lost the appeal for it in canon somewhere in between all the fandom war, but if there's a good fic that writes it RIGHT, then there's a part of me that still likes Hawks going feral and being a grade A threat, it's fun. But it's also super specific in the way I write it idk, something about the majority fics don't hit right with anyone's characterizations.

Also ShigaHawks parallels. *chefs kiss* are my bread and butter because here are two twenty somethings with opposing childhood financial backgrounds where one saved 5 people and a dog (granted, the dog was in a different arc) and another killed 5 people and a dog and they've been groomed into their respective roles by the highest ranking member of their respective sides, who had their names taken away, only these two! nobody else goes through that! who are known to be intellectual and fast, who caught on to the same thing (MLA books) whose panels and conviction lowkey mirror and contrast each other, (in the same arc, Shigaraki's multispread page to destroy and not let there be a future vs Hawks multispread page to save and there still being a future, where Shigaraki hates the thought of flowers and smiling, Hawks wishes for it) where one gains freedom and the other falls deeper into someone else's control, they have the same sad downcast look in their eyes, the same reactions in some scenes, they were both abused by their dads while their mom just stood by, (credit to Nao for at least doing something about it) the same determination even when everything looks like it's going to shit for them, they find a way out of a pickle and WIN, however much of a win it can be despite what they lose. (When they get trapped in a battle, have a goal, succeed in that goal, despite being interrupted by a Todoroki and the damage they take.) The way the story portrayed Shig as getting nicer and Hawks' image became darker. son of a villain, grandson of a hero, one has a grudge against you for the connection to his father, the other wants to reach out to you for the connection to his mentor. and then there's the whole transcendent god vs angel/messenger vibe. Even in the meaning of their names! They were teased about meeting the whole series! Even in the movie! We were so robbed.

OUGH THE PARALLELS. Yes believe me I have thought about that a lot 😭 there's also something to me about Hawks finding more common ground with these people — these literal wanted terrorists that he's been sent to take down — than he has with the people whose side he's meant to be on

#look anika's talking! #answering an ask #anon