#highly unfortunate

[drord3r]

I think what I love most about Crowley’s character is how poetic and cyclical his story and struggle is.

It starts with him in heaven, an angel with a deep love and reverence for God and her creations, a love that he then pours into his work to bring Her vision of the stars to life. But just as he begun his work, he is given a message from God through Aziraphale that can be effectively summed up to “nothing lasts forever”. The physical manifestations of Crowley’s passion and love will be erased in, what is to an angel, a blink of the eye. For forever God has always been the designer and Crowley, as an angel, has always been there to simply carry out Her plans. But it is here that Crowley begins to question and strain this unspoken relationship, desiring change.

So despite being warned, Crowley dares to test his relationship with God and questions the unspoken, only to be rejected and abandoned by her in the most visceral way imaginable. It was here that Crowley began his fall.

As a demon, Crowley comes to love Aziraphale and, just as he did with God, he expresses this intense love through acts of service. He takes him out to eat, he saves him, he bends at every whim to keep him happy and safe, and yet nothing is ever explicitly said. Instead they dance around each other and communicate in code, and so Crowley is left to assume.

But then just as with God, Crowley pushes his luck and says too much, asks for too much. He questions the comfortable unspoken dance they’ve been doing for centuries and asks for something more. In response, Aziraphale parrots what he had said in the very beginning, except this time it’s his own words: “nothing lasts forever”. Not the stars, not the bookshop, not love.

So despite being warned, Crowley kisses Aziraphale, posing his most desperate question. In return, he is rejected and abandoned by Aziraphale in the most visceral way imaginable.

Aziraphale’s “I forgive you” is a very loaded response, and while it rings as an attempt to call back to his and Crowley’s old unspoken routine, it also reminds me a lot of God. Crowley falls in act of sin, and while God punished Crowley, She also forgives him for being a sinner because God forgives all sin. So Aziraphale forgives Crowley because again he has sinned. Again he has fallen.

At this point we realize Crowley did not just fall, that’s past tense. Rather, Crowley is falling. He continues to love, dares to show it, and thus suffers the consequences.

[be3zbvb]

its fiction you stupid dipshit

i think the skwisgaar simps have collectively awakened to my comment like a hivemind and are after me

[deltalirious]

been really into microdosing cannibalism lately

[wasyago]

gryffon is telling jay about how his prosthetic works, in case she wants to help him with repairs or make her own one day

[lefluoritesys]

In today's episode of things that are definitely not about systems but sound like it:

-host

[ninthriven]

A few Guardian Ref Sheets comms!

[sfsolstice]

exurb1a, from "A Large Red Button You Must Never Push That Fixes Everything" in Poems for the Lost Because I'm Lost Too

[whoneedsgenderanyway]

me when i find another band that gives off the same vibes as the amazing devil and search them up because i really like their music and turns out madeleine hyland and joey batey did background vocals and i'm like OHHHHH no wonder i like them so much

[drbtinglecannon]

I don't really like posting pics, but I recently got fleece lined leggings and a variety pack of fishnets to wear over them, and the green pair perfectly matches the lunar moths skirt I bought from @mayakern ! My necklace is also the same shade of green with blue accents, so my color coordination was off the charts today haha

[archetypal-archivist]

Three Eels, Soup, and a Bad Day

In which Riddle is having A Time and it's all the Leech siblings' faults. This story features Morgan from "the seven habits of highly unfortunate souls: a transmigrator’s guide to the coral sea" by mercen on AO3 and is not canon to the events of that story. I just got brain rot. :)

The story starts with Floyd going about his day, picking at his teeth with a toothpick he'd swiped from the host stand in Mostro, having gotten bored of trying to steal all the picks without Jade noticing. It's getting late in the year, the temperatures are cooling down, and that makes Floyd want to get somewhere indoors for a while, his human body prickling with little bumps in a way that annoys him.

As such, he heads to the library and finds Riddle there, who's also inside to avoid the cold. Their usual banter ensues, Riddle up on a tall ladder trying to put a book away and Floyd wanting to climb up to see what Riddle's looking at. Their fighting knocks Riddle off the ladder and while Floyd catches him, the sudden fall spooks Riddle badly enough that he starts shaking. Floyd panics when Riddle tries to flee, not wanting to drop him, and the sudden squeeze only panics the house warden further. Tired and freaked out, Riddle has a minor breakdown in his arms, so Floyd ends up sprinting to Morgan because Riddle is mid-panic attack and his apologies and head pats aren't helping.

Morgan had been in his room shelving away a few news titles that he'd picked up in town, but the sound of Floyd's momentum slamming him into his door puts an end to that. Upon Floyd scrambling to get the door open and a brief thirty second explanation, Morgan mentally freaks out but starts by having Floyd put Riddle down on the bed, giving him space.

First, he pumps the air full of his magic, a sort of 'intent' that people can feel before someone casts a strong spell. He then layers out a ton of protection spells, listing each one as he goes so Riddle knows what's happening around him.

Morgan slowly approaches Riddle and starts singing in mermish, basically telling Floyd what to do in a sing song voice to both soothe Riddle and also keep the boy from knowing what Morgan and Floyd are doing. Under Morgan's instructions, Floyd creeps low, close to Riddle, and puffs him with little gusts of wind magic to cool him down and distract him. Then he asks outright if he can touch Riddle, yes or no, following exactly what Riddle says. No means no, even if Riddle keens at the loss of Floyd's touch.

Riddle finds it cruel and exposing to have to say outright what he wants from Floyd, what comfort he desires, and that breaks him down further. Morgan's eyes on the matter don't help, it feels voyeuristic and prying for him to be there, even with his good intentions. Still, Riddle is eventually finagled into something like being soothed, with a cold compress on his head and Floyd wrapped around him tightly enough that he can hardly breathe- tight enough that every breath is a reminder he isn't alone.

The whole time Morgan keeps up his stream of singing praises and promises of protection, layering as much positive intent into the air as possible to the point where Riddle can feel it. It causes some cognitive dissonance in Riddle, as his instincts say he is safe and his brain says no, Morgan's a stranger and he's still there, watching.

Floyd, on his part, is half catatonic under the sheer palpable weight of Morgan's magic, knowing full well that he's never been more safe here at NRC. His brother is there, watching, spilling out bloody promises should anything pop up. Eventually Morgan lets his voice trail off and asks Riddle if he'd like to sleep for a bit. Riddle, thoroughly broken down and too tired to fight, even though he's still scared, agrees. Morgan nods and tells Riddle exactly what spell he is using and the details, even as he casts it, giving Riddle plenty of outs.

After a few moments, Riddle and Floyd are both very asleep. Now it's Morgan's chance to panic, his own instincts demanding he keep watch until his brother and his brother's friend(?) are both whole and hale. So he texts Jade, slightly terse in a way that says Morgan is trying to stay polite and Jade knows really means Morgan is having a borderline emergency.

Jade fulfills Morgan's requests with terrifying efficiency, bringing in bottles of water and bowls of thick, warm soup, the recipe scraped together from what Jade knows of Riddle's preferences. He comes in ready to throw down, a first aid kit secretly in his jacket pocket, but instead walks face first into a veritable sauna of positive intent, Morgan's reserves enormous enough to keep pumping out magic. (His dietary preferences for magic-rich food definitely had an effect.)

Jade feels a bit like he's been hit with a brick and he nearly stumbles, Morgan's instincts having him grabbing the tray and bundling Jade up in a blanket too. Jade, confused but too punch-drunk to think straight, goes with it, settling by Morgan's feet. Morgan sticks a hand in Jade's hair, teasing through it in an attempt to further soothe, then informs his brother about what went down with Riddle. Now more amused, Jade laughs a bit at everyone's collective emotional idiocy, especially Morgan's, as he's conscious enough to tease and get a reaction out of. Soon enough, however, that tapers off and Jade falls asleep too, bundled up and lax like he was as a fry in the loop of Morgan's tail.

After a few minutes, Morgan stops filling the air with his magic, instead getting to his feet to start layering up protection and privacy spells. He cools Jade and Floyd's blankets, changes Riddle's compress, starts and stops singing as a fidget and in not knowing what to do, and eventually just ends up sitting at the foot of Floyd's bed, eyeing the door. His pen has accumulated more blot than he'd like but Morgan's perfectly willing to dirty it further, if it proves necessary.

He's being ridiculous, he knows he is, but having people under his direct care who aren't vicious beasties like his brothers has Morgan paranoid.

After another hour, Riddle wakes up, far more coherent and a little alarmed at where he is. Morgan is quick to tell Riddle of exactly what happened, what's gone down in the last two hours, what spells are in effect in the room right now, the time, and so on. Riddle stares at Morgan, a little nonplussed, before commenting that Floyd really didn't know what he was doing, did he.

Morgan, amused, agrees, establishing that Floyd brought Riddle to him and that he understands that this mess may have been a breach of Riddle's privacy. Riddle is shocked as Morgan continues, forcefully saying that there is no debt for this- he'd thump anyone who'd try to enforce one- no one knows about this but him and his brothers, and he's perfectly willing to submit to whatever methods Riddle wants to employ to guarantee his secrecy on the matter.

Riddle blurts out that Morgan is nothing like his brothers and Morgan laughs, telling Riddle that he considers himself the eldest of the trio. Taking care of others is kind of his job; a half-truth but one that takes away implication of debt or discomfort with the situation. He doesn't need Riddle to freak out further, that'd just be... messy.

At this point Riddle takes stock of the sleeping eels and just how potent the spells in the room are, eyes wide at how Morgan has essentially turned the bedroom into a bunker fit to keep an overblot monster out. He's not sure even he could break in if he tried and he really, really doesn't want to think about the fate of anyone who did.

Morgan notices that Riddle is looking at the door, wide-eyed, and thinking Riddle wants out, begins trying to reassure Riddle that he can leave whenever but to please eat first. Riddle agrees on instinct and soon finds himself hunched at Morgan's desk, eating a bowl of delicious soup, more than a little bewildered at how he got into this position. He does start to realize that he truly is safe here, however, as Morgan hefts Jade onto the bed to join Floyd and begins fussing, straightening blankets and soothing down bedhead. Floyd makes a sleepy grab at Morgan but Morgan steps away with an air of long practice, choosing instead to sit at Riddle's feet. Riddle is a tiny bit alarmed that Morgan is tall enough that his eyes come up to his belly button even with him on the chair and Morgan criss cross on the carpet but of everything going on so far, that's low on his priorities.

Morgan tries to ask Riddle as subtly as possible what had happened to make him panic as he did but Riddle bulldozes subtlety, telling Morgan outright in such a candid way that he knows he'll regret it later. Given Floyd's actions, would Morgan even do anything about the situation?

Instead, Morgan listens, offers advice, and promises protection (distraction of the terror known as Floyd) as needed in a way that suddenly reminds Riddle of Trey. He chuckles, startled at the thought and the realization of the many similarities, and Morgan asks, curious. Upon hearing the response Morgan nods, fully understanding, and agrees, stating that they're both big brothers. Riddle settles back in the chair, once again startled, and realizes that if this is big brother behavior, then Trey must act like he's Riddle's big brother. He doesn't know what to do with this information and so he stays silent, eating more soup.

Riddle finds himself oddly hungry and eats through most of another bowl, at which point Morgan begins reheating a third, the smell of which wakes up Jade and Floyd.

The duo emerge from their blanket burritos and Morgan immediately leaps to fuss over them, which makes the two go all pliant and a little huffy, insisting on not needing the fuss but never refusing it. Floyd catches sight of Riddle and immediately starts smiling, genuinely happy with no hint of mockery or fakeness. Just- genuine sunshine joy at seeing Riddle. Riddle's heart thuds in his chest and then Jade bowls Floyd over, squishing him for freaking Morgan out and thus making Jade freak out in turn. Floyd laughs, sighs, and apologizes to Morgan for springing all this on him, Morgan tuts and says it's alright, he doesn't mind.

At this point Riddle thanks Morgan for helping, drawing the threels' attention back to himself. More domestic arguing over who gets the last two bowls of soup (Morgan wants to give up his, Floyd is refusing and wants Morgan to have it, Jade sneaks and grabs the fourth one all for himself). Then even more domestic arguing, with Riddle drawn into it this time, as they all start packing out of Morgan's room.

Is there payment needed for this? Morgan says no, twins say yes, Floyd wants more time with Riddle, Jade wants Floyd to take Morgan's shift at the Mostro. Who's sweater is that? Morgan is fine with Riddle borrowing it as his own jacket is sweaty and he wants Riddle to be warm. Floyd wants Riddle in his jacket, Riddle doesn't want anyone's clothes at all. Does Riddle need walking back? Opinions vary.

The end of it has Riddle and Floyd walking back and Riddle commenting that Morgan is really nice but also freakishly powerful, Floyd laughs and starts detailing all the ways that Morgan is actually the scary one of the three eels, a big looming predator, haha! Just- kinda sleepy too, boring; not gonna bite first, yeah? He then pauses and tells Riddle with all seriousness that since he's fond of Riddle, he's under Jade and Morgan's protection just as much as Floyd's own and to tell any of them if Riddle needs help. Except if like, Morgan is busy. But then Morgan gets all huffy and that's no fun so- Riddle interrupts and says he doesn't need protection and Floyd nods before commenting that he and Jade don't usually need protection either but the nap was nice, right? Not just safe but cared for. Morgan's cool like that.

Riddle hesitates then states that Floyd really loves his brother. Floyd agrees softly, pausing as if to see which way his mood wants to swing, then states again softly that Morgan isn't why he and Jade survived- they could have done it just them two- but he thinks Morgan wouldn't have survived without him and his brother. People aren't built to be alone and Morgan guards what few people he has with everything he has, which is A Lot.

Riddle pauses, considering this and feeling warmed at the thought of being under that aegis, before offering up that he's glad Morgan was willing to help. Was that a big brother thing? Floyd pulls back, levity returned, and jokes that no, that's just a Morgan thing. Scene fades to black with Floyd complaining about all the ways Morgan is too nice and generous sometimes with Riddle arguing back that no, Morgan is just a decent person.

Back to Jade and Morgan, they emerge from the room with the spells removed to return the dishes to the sink in the Mostro only to bumble into Azul. Azul snidely comments with a hint of worry that everyone vanished on him and he got reports of Morgan's bedroom suddenly being coated in so much magic that the other students were worried. Did something happen?

Morgan lies as quick as he can on instinct, blank-faced, that it was a sleepover. Azul turns to Jade, incredulous, but Jade backs Morgan up. Yep, sleepover. In the middle of the day. For three hours. With Riddle. S L E E P O V E R. And everything is fiiiiinnnee.

Morgan grins and tries to bear Azul's scrutiny, Jade is as impassive as always, and soon enough Azul gives up... But not before snidely commenting that if Floyd has decided to get the pair involved in his quest for Riddle's friendship, Azul does not want to know. Morgan and Jade immediately want to die and Morgan internally laments what a good big brother he is, doing this for his siblings. Jade just wants to stab Floyd with a knife.

[quigzahhutt]

one(1) person wanted a snippet and obviously because I am so kind, I will give it :3

Liam Lawson/Logan Sargeant / (title pending)

Although they are both blonde, Juri’s hair is drastically different from Logan’s. His former teammate usually kept his hair choppier, chunky and frizzy– Liam always made fun of him, saying it looked like he plopped a mushroom on his head and called it a day. Logan's hair was wispier, fuller– longer and kind of wavy– buzzed on the sides, unlike Juri. Liam kind of wanted to tug on it– test if it's actually attached to him or if it's some sort of bizarrely realistic wig, because surely Logan's hair can't just look that good all the time. — — — It does, as it turns out. They're finally, finally getting into the car after what feels like days of pointless meetings talking about the same four things they had discussed just the day before. Logan had gotten first dibs, clamored into the small shared motorhome and instantly began changing into his fireproofs. It's not the most distracting thing on the planet; it comes with the territory, seeing your teammate practically naked. Liam doesn't really think twice about it as he busies himself by cleaning his helmets, labeling the visors and making sure they're sorted in the correct order. The part that does distract him, though, is when Logan runs his fingers through his hair after getting fully dressed, heaving a big, satisfied sigh at the comfort of being back in his race suit after a long and arduous winter break. He must notice Liam watching, because Logan shoots a toothy and somewhat uneasy grin in his direction as he laces up his boots. Liam has to shake himself, mentally noting that Logan's hair seems solidly anchored to his scalp as it tangles between his fingers, and then quickly ushers himself out the door because is it getting hotter in here?

this is for u @colors-of-feeling I'm so glad someone is excited about my works :') (and of course @lolexjpg it's almost impossible to write a LiLo fic without thinking of u)

(I hope y'all don't mind me tagging u!)

[laidback-thrills]

Sorry for blowin yall up tn lmfao

AS MUCH AS I LOVE DRAWING THE STUPID LITTLE ORANGE SPRITE...this is what i think he actually looks like. Sorry y'all </3 he scares me too

[vastwinterskies]

Inspired by the incredible Brass-Lunged Bush compilations (1 & 2) by @sanguinarysanguinity , here are some metal vocalist Bush snippets that I cobbled together using those videos, my complete lack of editing skills, and questionable methods!

[lemedstudent2021]

binging my new favourite channel on yt (if my impulsive and 3am thoughts were a person lol) and i find a short about palestine (whoo!), and lo and behold i find this gem in the comments section:

and i am honestly unable to even can.

free fucking israel from what??

im seriously starting to think that israelis get lobotomised as part of their mandatory military service.

[rudnitskaia]

I need a hug again. Much.

Also, have a funny lil cat with a smol pancake.

[wildflowercryptid]

i'm. suddenly realizing the parallels between sada sacrificing herself for koraidon and florian throwing himself infront of kieran when he's about to get hit by terapagos's tera blast... after everything that happened in area zero, florian was determined to not be like sada. only to do something very similar to what she had done.

i think in that moment — when he's not sure what the end result of his actions will be, if he'll make it out of the underdepths alive — florian starts to understand her a little better. he thinks " oh, that's why she did that. because she didn't want to see something she loved hurt. "