I really, really, really wanted a winter vibes doodle, and also I needed to warm up for the next round of fic illustrations. I see this as a win-win scenario.
And then I kept letting the brain talk me into an entire scenario around the doodle. Whoops.
In conclusion, happy holidays, have a human kid!Grogu riding a long-tailed reindeer.
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Penelope is such a complicated character. I relate to her most times but then she does something so drastically different from what I’d expect but I love that because she’s sweet and talented and she’s Portia’s daughter and a wonderful morally grey character. So I do find myself nervous about Part 2 ik theres a sex scene but im a little bit on the fence about the fact that Colin might not know she’s LW when that happens. Like i did not like the daphne scene in S1 and different implications i get it but like still idk I hope its cleaner than that one before
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So someone on Reddit found what Edgar Minnows was an anagram for — “SD won R in game” — Sebastian Drapewood won his game of Connect 4 against Edgar, and what he won was Roxana, whom the Redditor speculated was originally Sebastian’s pet, and it was she Edgar won off of Sebastian as a child, not a playing card. So when Edgar ‘cut a corner off the playing card’, he actually killed Roxana, and that is why we didn’t see her moving on Edgar’s shoulder in any of the scenes set afterward. Also meaning Sebastian probably killed Edgar, for just as low-key but more-sympathetic a reason than Yasper killed Xavier in the first season — hence Sebastian’s name being an anagram for “We poisoned a bastard.” Apparently a later scene of the Connect 4 side showed Sebastian did win, not Edgar.
ok first i wanna say that this theory may be true. like i can see it happening and i can see it being a great motive. the redditor who came up with this is probably smarter than i am. (also after sebastians accent was revealed as fake ive learned to not discredit reddit’s theories lol)
but at the same time i feel like there should be more evidence? like another redditor said if we anagram everything surely there’s going to be something we can link as a clue (especially if we’re counting initials as actual words).
and regarding the connect four, i think the changes in the board should be noted in this theory. so far the pattern is:
•ep1- black wins 2 ways
•ep2- white wins 1 way
•ep3- b wins 1 way (im pretty sure)
•ep4- no connect 4 shown (also sus but that’s another theory for another day)
•ep5- w wins 3 ways
i may be digging too deep or in the wrong direction here but this leads to this pattern from the winning lines:
(forgive my phone’s shitty quality)
maybe it means something? is there a code that this could represent? is there a language with an alphabet similar to these symbols?
however!! we might only need to use the original connect 4 that appears in aniqs episode meaning this theory is correct and my effort was for nothing. who knows!
either way, all will be revealed in like four weeks……
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Today is a day of THOUGHTS but this one is a) one of my more wholesome ones and b) just really silly and lovely and I hold it gentle.
Basically, brain went “Wait... these three each have two hands.... two hands to hold each other’s, mayhaps?” and then IMMEDIATELY thought of a very specific meme.
So behold! SOME DORKS! The world can never have too many dorks.
Does it make much sense canonically? Hell if I know. Do I find it absolutely adorable? Oh most certainly. Do I wish for them all to be happy and healthy? Of course! Am I still gonna put all three through emotional turmoil and angst? Of course. But for now, they get to be spared from the angst and shall relish in gentle smooches instead.
(Original image/meme this is based off of under the cut! Nothing else there lol)
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Chapter Two of Saying the Quiet Part Aloud OUT NOW!
Super excited about this chapter, I hope everyone enjoys! A little sneak peak below the cut : D
Fic Summary:
The door to Aziraphale’s office slammed behind him, shutting so hard that the wood creaked and shuddered in a rather concerning way. Aziraphale paused, caught in a moment of contemplation, then turned and locked it. He truly doubted anyone would be coming in - they never did - but right then, it felt necessary. The world outside his office felt too large and overwhelming, the information he learned too big for his own head.
Aziraphale’s chest heaved as he backed up, settling himself on his chair with trembling hands. Too many thoughts ran through his mind to focus solely on one. Questions inundated his brain, none easy to answer, and some feeling completely impossible.
But Aziraphale was nothing if not a logical man. Yes, he was overly emotional, and social interactions were not his strong suit - but he was smart. If he could just clear his mind and calm his body, he would better understand what he just learned (rather unwillingly).
Taking a deep breath, Aziraphale closed his eyes and sank deep into his chair, focusing on other senses. Off in the distance, he could hear the muffled sounds of his coworkers chatting and the heavy footfalls of someone walking above him. He ran his fingers along the soft leather of his chair, noting how his fingertips sunk into the plush cushion. His mouth was incredibly, painfully dry - he remembered he had yet to have a drink today. The smell of printer ink and new parchments surrounded him.
How pretty he would be calling me sir while he begged for my cock in his mouth.
Aziraphale squeaked and sat up straight, clapping his hands over his cheeks, the burning heat warming his usually frigid fingers.
How was he supposed to think straight when all that came to his mind was- that? The words rooted themselves into his brain, latching on and not letting go for anything. Like a parasite. A really nice parasite that burned hot in his stomach and made him imagine inappropriate things.
Soft, addicting lips pressed to his own, biting his lip between passionate kisses. Exploring hands undoing is hands with practiced dexterity. His mouth wrapped around a thick cock, a deep, oh, so familiar voice moaning his name-
Aziraphale shook his head until he was dizzy. This was not the time and certainly not the place to be thinking about such things.
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