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th3archivist · 10 months

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thinking about good omens swap au,,,,,

with my personal headcanons implemented and keeping it as in character for both as possible

headcanons mentioned are: crowley as lucifer and the metatron was the decision maker about his fall

this is just a rough overview of the au, i'll try and write a fic about it soon but yeahh

GO2 SPOILERS AHEAD

How Azi became a demon

In the beginning, when Aziraphale introduces himself to Lucifer (i'll be calling Crowley that cuz he never gets his demon name in this au), Luci tells him his name too. So Aziraphale knows this is literally God's favorite angel and Oh Shit That's Important. So, when the Metatron finds out about Lucifer's questioning and decides to cast him out, Aziraphale steps up. He takes the blame on himself, says he was the one who talked to Lucifer about it and he was actually the one asking questions. Why he does this? Because he can't imagine how heaven would live on without one of its most important angels, so he's willing to sacrifice himself for that. The Metatron believes the lie and Aziraphale falls in Lucifer's stead, taking on the name of Zerael.

Garden of Eden meeting

After Zerael's fall, Lucifer tries to argue with the Metatron a bit. He gives up pretty quickly because he doesn't want Zerael's fall to go to waste, but he still gets demoted as a result. So he's now on apple tree duty. Meanwhile, Zerael gets appointed to be the original tempter, taking the form of a black swallow (cuz yk swallows are symbols of good luck but black isn't eh whatever you'll see). Lucifer gets the flaming sword as a sort of cruel joke from heaven, Gods former favorite now needs a sword for protection. He (of course) gives it to Eve, he doesn't actually need it and she definitely does. When the two meet on the wall, it's a bit awkward. Lucifer is immediately happy and greets Zerael by his angelic name, causing Zee to have a bit of a shut down. He tries to act all demonic and mean, but ends up asking how Lucifer is doing in heaven. Luci kind of skirts around the topic. "Oh, you know, the usual celestial harmonies and whatnot". Zee isn't an idiot, he asks why Luci's on apple tree duty if everything's fine. Luci tells him he's been demoted but it's nothing to worry about. "Really, it's more interesting now! I get to see more than just white walls all the time". Wing shelter thingy but Zee tries to do it first, getting burned by holy rain in the process because bird brain so Luci shelters him instead.

General stuff now that the backstory is over with

(I'll get into the flashback scenes in a different post, my fingers are starting to hurt lmao)

Zerael changes his name Zirael, which literally means 'swallow' (according to wikipedia)

Zee still opens a bookshop, he loves books and food just as much and explains it to the Dark Council as getting to know human pleasures to tempt them better

Luci still has the Bentley. Just this time it's white. He bought it black but heaven didn't like it so he miracled it white. It still plays Queen automatically because it's the only way Luci can show off his chaos.

Luci still has houseplants, but he treats them well. Why? Because he can't keep them up to heaven's standards, not after Zee fell to save him. Instead of torturing the plants, he treats them like how he thinks Zee should've been treated. Leaf spots are fine, imperfections are okay. The plants are the most beautiful in London, and also the happiest.

The Arrangement is still the same, only Zee proposed it because he's still in denial about falling and wants any excuse to do something good. Luci agrees, because he wants a chance to rebel without anyone noticing.

Nicknames!!! Zee calls Lucifer 'Luci' (Lucy) and ,of course, Angel, while Lucifer calls Zirael 'Zee' and 'birdbrain' when telling him he's an idiot.

Features! So I know we get the Angel!Crowley eyes in s2, but i like to think he still has to wear sunglasses cuz when the sun catches his eyes they turn molten gold :]

Zee's eyes go from blue to black, easy enough to pass off as very dark brown. His hair stays the same though, it just never turned darker. He says the sulfur bleached it. Is that true? Probably not.

Zee is very very jumpy, his eyes are always flicking around and he's barely ever relaxed. Luci on the other hand is mostly calm, except when something goes wrong. Then he uses every swear word known to mankind that doesn't involve blasphemy because he doesn't wanna get scolded by head office.

Dynamic

Zee is a lot more flirty than Aziraphale. His time as a demon has taught him some Things™️. He still very persistently believes in the system, though it's easier to pick apart his resolve when you point out that he fell because he thought the system was unfair to Lucifer. Luci is the opposite, not sure how to respond to the flirting and getting very tongue tied (ngk.). He is however very willing to finally cut ties with heaven, which means Paradox. Zee keeps trying to convince Luci to stay in heaven, Luci keeps trying to convince Zee to Go Off Together. Zee terrified of consequences, Luci bored out of his skull with heaven's monotony. The only reason he stays is because he remembers Zee's sacrifice. He knows that Zirael didn't want to fall. He did it so Lucifer wouldn't have to.

This makes the season two finale oh so interesting HEHEHEHHEHGEHGEGEH

Lucifer gets the proposition to return to his position as Supreme Archangel, for things to go back to how they were before he was demoted. He, naturally, tells the Metatron exactly where he could stick it. Zee gets mad about this because Lucifer could make heaven better! He could make the system better, prevent anyone from falling without reason ever again. Luci gets pissed because he's been complaining about heaven to Zee for thousands of years and now that just means nothing??? he should go back?????? because of a broken system? But he doesn't mention that the Metatron told him he could restore Zirael. When he finally yells it out at the end of their arguement, right before the kiss, Zee freezes and stares at him. Lucifer realized. Oh shit. This is the one thing he's wanted more than life on earth for all this time. And i'm refusing him it, although it's my fault he lost it in the first place.

Zee won't ask him to go to heaven if he so clearly doesn't want to, definitely not now. Luci kisses him as an attempt to apologize, it's gentle and Zee doesn't push back but he also doesn't respond. At all. He just turns away and starts organizing his books. Just as Lucifer is about to leave, tears in his eyes, Zee says, very quietly; "If you won't do your job, I'd better start doing mine."

The next day, Lucifer comes back with a whole apology script written. He doesn't find Zee there. Instead he finds a random guy from a bookshop that closed a couple months ago.

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dont-leafmealone · 2 months

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Favorite throuple goin' incognito in the Fire Nation <3

#jet atla #jin atla #Zuko #jetko #jinko #jinjet #jin x jet x zuko #jinjetko #jetjinko #whatever it's called #ba sing se trainwreck trio #atla fanart #atla #The scars I gave them are consistent with the injuries I wrote into the 'way back home' series #but since I'm planning to keep that gen for the forseeable future let's call this a flirty au of that au #my art #jet #jin

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glassygate · 9 months

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#fnaf #fnaf sb ruin #monty gator #arlo the alligator boy #this joke has probably been overused by now #because I can't be the only one who thought this #right?#they even have the same guitar!#banjo?#whatever it's called

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momochimchim · 9 months

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Funny stuff we did with @rorogx >< 💖 we confused some words in some but it's ok it's just for fun

#this thingie thinf #shipp challenge #how is it called #......#idk #goyu #goyuu #nanageto #sugunana #meme #whatever it's called #the kenjaku geto sticker bc i hadn't a normal geto one :(( sad #yuji sensei au #and others i guess #it depends #we have our reasons to our headcanons shut up

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sidetongue · 2 years

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peak tomfoolery

#they love this game #whatever it is #whatever it's called #it's their favourite thing #miller #henry #dogs

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midnightmah07 · 4 months

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Growing up is rewatching Isa tkm for nostalgia and realizing Julio is the best character in the show period

#💙! mah rambles #guys i love the show!!!#telenovela?#whatever it's called #it's my childhood i rewatch it every year to feel like im 10 again

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im-not-a-sheep · 4 months

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shepmancebarnfreemanhoun.....

#Whatever it's called

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thelovelysinner · 7 months

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#ofmd #stede bonnet #edward teach #gentlebeard #spoilers #poll #whatever it's called #it honestly looked really good.

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lawbreaker13 · 2 years

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Elation Exaggeration

OOPS I DRABBLED AGAIN.

No, don’t get me wrong, I have nothing to “fix,” I loved every single moment of this episode and it was PERFECT. And this fic is NOT Marinette salt in any way. She recated just like anyone else in her position would have. Girl is stressed, it’s fine. However, I am and have always been a sucker for Marichat, and as much as I respect Adrien’s acknowledgement that his romantic endeavors as Chat Noir will always be somewhat of a parasocial relationship because he can’t ever delve any further into who he really is, I do think that there was potential for the rest of the season to have a whole lot more Marichat rather than what it’s so obviously about to do, lean entirely into Adrinette. Again, I AGREE WITH THIS EPISODE. And I am not mad at the direction that the show will take from this point forward. Marichat was officially executed for one episode and one episode only, and it did so perfectly, and ended with good reason. But like…indulge me for a moment, won’t you?

Anyway, this is my (less climactic) version of that scene that basically answers the question, “What if Marinette was like. A year older and had the wherewithal to think for like. A second?”

Be warned, there is much, disgusting, sappy fluff. Read and vomit at your own risk.

Note: I do not speak French and will be updating all the canon dialogue once the English dub is released, but this is my understanding (and slight interpretation) of what the true English script will be based on transcriptions, subtitles, and honestly, the way I think things should probably be best worded.

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Read it on AO3 or FF.net

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They were kissing. They were kissing. Her hand was on his face and his mouth was on hers and they were kissing. Man, if you’d have told Adrien this morning that he’d be kissing Marinette on the beach that very night, he might’ve had a heart attack right there on the spot. BUT THEY WERE REALLY KISSING. Sure, he wasn’t Adrien right now, he was Chat Noir but—

Oh shoot. He was Chat Noir.

Chat Noir opened his eyes and pulled away quickly. “Wait, what are we doing?” he exclaimed. “I can’t do this.”

Marinette was vaguely surprised as his sudden lack of confidence. “No, no, you were great!”

“No,” Chat began to explain, “I know who you are, but you don’t know who I am. I’m taking advantage of the fact that you’re a fan.”

Marinette almost laughed at the idea of her being just another fan. He had no idea.

“No, not at all!” she replied. Chat sighed.

“But you are,” he resigned. “And that’s wrong.”

Marinette closed her eyes and growled under her breath. Then she sighed. Of course he thought she was just another fan. And he was right after all, Ladybug was the one who had told him exactly this. This is exactly what she and Alya had been arguing about earlier, too. Their identities would always get in the way, no matter how they swung it. She opened her eyes and looked at him solemnly.

“Chat Noir, listen to me.” Marinette reached for his hands, but he pulled away. She felt her a pang in her heart, but swallowed it. She pulled back. “Of course I’m a fan. No one in their right mind—and Monarch certainly isn’t in his—no one in their right mind would be anything but a fan of the guy who saves Paris from evil ten times a week.” Chat Noir let out a small chuckle and smiled just a bit. “And I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I’m ‘just a fan.’ I mean, how many other fans have you gone to the movies with?” Marinette swallowed as she asked it. The thought that there were other girls in his life hadn’t really crossed her mind until this moment. What if she was just another fan?

Chat Noir shook his head. “None.” She felt the weight lift off her chest. Thank goodness. “But Marinette—”

“How many fans have you tried to get ice cream with?” she asked, this time much more confident in her point. Chat looked down.

“None.”

Marinette smiled softly. “How many fans…have you kissed?”

Chat Noir swallowed and looked back up at her. “Just you,” he said. She tilted her head and looked at him sweetly. “But Marinette, it’s just too complicated.”

“Life is complicated!” she laughed.

“I have too many secrets,” he tried rebutting. “I have a whole identity you know nothing about, and I don’t know when I’ll ever be able to tell you. It’s too dangerous for you to know, and it’s not fair to you that I know you and…” Chat thought about trying to get ahold of Marinette this morning as Adrien. She clearly didn’t want to spend time with him anymore. She didn’t like him anymore. She’d just said so herself. “…and you may never truly know me,” he said. “I can’t use you like that.”

“You’re not using me, Chat. And I don’t think that…I don’t think either of us think that I’m just a fan.” Marinette hesitated for a moment, but reached out for his hand again. This time, he let her take it. She placed her other hand on top. “Look, we all have secrets. I have secrets. I have big secrets. Ones that I don’t know who I’ll ever be able to tell…or when. You may think I don’t get it, but I do.” She pulled her clasped hands closer to her chest, and Chat Noir put his other hand on top. Marinette let her gentle smile return as she continued. “Life is complicated. Everything you do is dangerous and complicated. But my life…it’s a lot less complicated when you’re around. I don’t think about my secrets. I don’t think about danger. All I can think about is you.”

Chat Noir’s face softened, now looking some mix of love and concern. “I feel the same way, Marinette. But it just feels so manipulative a-and wrong! You may never know who I am—at least not until Monarch is defeated—and you are a fan. It doesn’t matter what I feel. I just cannot take advantage of your feelings like that. I can’t take advantage of you.”

Marinette was about to cry. Yes, of course his insistence was heartbreaking. But this was also why she liked him so much. He was just so sincere. So caring, genuine, sweet. She held back her tears and tried one more time.

“You could never take advantage of me, Chat Noir.” She removed her hands from their intertwinement and gently curled her left hand up against his cheek. He leaned into it ever so slightly and she ran her thumb along the bottom edge of his mask. “I may not know who you are here,” she said, lifting her other hand and placing her open palm over his heart. “But I know who you are here.” Chat Noir closed his eyes, and nuzzled up against the hand on his face a bit more. He placed his right hand over her fist and looked back at her. She had never looked so radiant. “You’re a good guy, Chat. I know there’s someone under that mask who is, too.”

Marinette removed her right hand from his chest and pushed his bangs back. She stood on her tiptoes for a moment and kissed him on the forehead as he locked their fingers in the hand he was still holding, pulling their grasp down in between them again. As she pulled away from the kiss and placed her feet back on the ground, he leaned down and rested their foreheads together. They both closed their eyes.

“Thank you,” he said. It almost sounded like he might cry, too. Marinette was worried. “But we still can’t be together. It’s too dangerous. Monarch can and will hurt you if he finds out. It’s just…the casualties of the job I guess. I’m really sorry…” His voice was shaking. Marinette kissed him on the cheek, then pulled away and looked back up at him.

“It doesn’t have to be now,” she sighed. “Although I don’t know how he’d find out, ‘hopelessly in love’ doesn’t seem to be the strong emotion that Monarch’s looking to exploit.” They both laughed.

“Thank you, Marinette.” Chat Noir said sweetly. The sadness seemed to pass, at least on the surface. “I had a great time tonight, really. And I would love to do it again sometime…eventually.”

“Me too.” Marinette grinned.

“Come on. Let me take you home.” Chat Noir grabbed Marinette by the waist again and she put her hands around his neck. He extended his baton, pushing against the sand, and leapt off toward the bakery.

As they landed on her balcony, there was a commotion in the distance. They both turned to see a familiar ice cream monster rising up from the very area that they had just come from. They both rolled their eyes. Chat Noir sighed and looked back to Marinette. He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.

“This isn’t goodbye forever,” he promised her. “Just for now.”

And with that, he jumped back off in the opposite direction to take down the man who’d made them have a stupid “heart-to-heart talk.” How dare he.

Marinette watched him leap off to battle and swooned. She then shook her head, realizing there were more important matters at hand. She jumped back down into her bedroom.

“Thank goodness!” Alya shouted. “WHERE in the world did you get off to??” Just then, Alya’s Alliance ring piped up with a Megakuma Alert.

“As always, I’ll explain later. Timing just sucks. But right now, timing couldn’t be more perfect. Tikki, spots on!”

A flash of light and Ladybug went right back out the way she had just come in. Alya ran downstairs to try and get some footage of the battle, and maybe try to help out in any way that she could. As she ran across town, she thought about Marinette’s supposed crush.

Eh, Alya thought to herself, at least ‘Marichat’ has a nice ring to it.

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And thus begins two seasons of Marichat secret flirtationship antics.

I’M JUST SAYING.

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zombieskae · 1 year

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Steve Harrington

#steve harrington #art #stranger things #strange things #whatever it's called #idk #drawing #under fifteen minutes #i just scribble at this point #why make an effort #jk jk lmao #i love drawing #it just never goes how i planed

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fandomandangstlover · 2 years

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WHY DOES HE LOKK LIKES ATHAT??????????

HE LOOKS LIKE HE SMOKES A GALLON OF THE WEED EVERYDAY

WHAT THE HELL IS ON HUS NOSE

*sobbing*

#my thoughts #tf2 medic #team fortress 2 #team fortress two #walter white #dall e #whatever it's called #dall e mini

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sedgewicke · 1 year

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Welcome to today's episode of For the Love of God, This Isn't What Sanderson Intended Theater.

Kaladin had crossed most of the distance to the man before Gaz noticed him. The wiry sergeant scowled. “Too cowardly to go through with it, Your Lordship? Well, if you think I’m giving back—” He cut off with a gagging noise as Kaladin lunged forward, grabbing Gaz by the neck. Gaz lifted an arm in surprise, but Kaladin batted it away and swept the man’s legs out from under him, slamming him down to the rocky ground, throwing up a splash of water. Gaz’s eye opened wide with shock and pain, and he began to strangle under the pressure of Kaladin’s grip on his throat. “The world just changed, Gaz,” Kaladin said, leaning in close. “I died down at that chasm. Now you’ve got my vengeful spirit to deal with.” Squirming, Gaz looked about frantically for help that wasn’t there. Kaladin didn’t have trouble holding him down. There was one thing about running bridges: If you survived long enough, it built up the muscles. Kaladin let up slightly on Gaz’s neck, allowing him a gasping breath. Then Kaladin leaned down further. “We’re going to start over new, you and I. Clean. And I want you to understand something from the start. I’m already dead. You can’t hurt me. Understand?” Gaz nodded slowly and Kaladin gave him another breath of frigid, humid air. “Bridge Four is mine,” Kaladin said. “You can assign us tasks, but I’m bridgeleader. The other one died today, so you have to pick a new leader anyway. Understand?” Gaz nodded again. “You learn quickly,” Kaladin said, letting the man breathe freely. He stepped back, and Gaz hesitantly got to his feet. There was hatred in his eyes, but it was veiled. He seemed worried about something—something more than Kaladin’s threats.

Intended Reaction: "Aw yeah, Kaladin, you show that bastard what-for!"

My Reaction: "Aw yeah, Kaladin, you show that bastard what-for..."

#the stormlight archive #the way of kings #cosmere #glad he didn't go full Hrathen with it #yes I am absolutely pushing this pairing for Summer Slam #whatever it's called #kalaz?#kaladaz?#kalagaz?

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