#i like them so much your honor

[sasster]

🗣 i’d also like to request more aderae soleah content

And every time I will oblige. This one is short and sweet!

Send me a (🗣️) + two muses on my blog, and I’ll make them have a conversation whether they know each other or not!

[Google Docs, y'know for your eyes]

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“And just where have you been?” The chastising voice that comes from behind is honestly music to Aderaes ears. Oh, but he would never admit that. It’d go straight to her head, how insufferable would she be with that compliment hanging in the air? No, he’s doing her a favor by omitting that bit of knowledge from each and every one of their interactions.

Instead, the purple blood continues on to his desk and sets his bag down at the seat as Soleah taps her foot impatiently behind him. Like a cavern matron reprimanding some very naughty grubs. He smiles to himself as he begins to slowly rummage through his bag and remove all of the supplies he’d need for the evening.

“Well?” She squeaks after what must feel like an eternity of torture to her, to her credit she is being much more patiently than she usually is when given the silent treatment by her professor. “Were you abducted by aliens?”

He laughs quietly at that, finally seating himself at his desk to face her. Soleah is all smiles, two cups of bubble tea in her hand.

“Not quite alien, but perhaps something equally as supernatural in nature.” He starts, humored, inviting her to take one of the seats in front of him by way of gesturing to them.

“How did you get here so quickly with goods in hand? I’ve been on campus, maybe ten minutes, tops.” Aderae questions as she eagerly enters his office.

She prefers the seat closer to the wall, so that she can sit in the seat sideways and press herself up against it. It’s good for her back, she once told him when he questioned her odd perching habits.

“I ran.” She says in a matter of fact manner, as she sets his tea on the desk and assumes her usual seat. “Obviously. So, where have you been?” “Home.” He says simply, reaching for his drink.

Soleah scrunches her face up and closes an eye to engage in what can only be described as the silliest staredown either of the two have ever been involved in.

They stay like that for a moment until she turns to fully press herself into the wall, her attention settling on the accolades that littered the one across from her. All awarded to one His Honorable Reliance, many of them in frames a couple hundred sweeps older than her. The man was a living, breathing, artifact himself, she always made sure to tell him as much when reminded of his age.

“I’ve got some whiteout in my bag, seriously.” She offers, taking a nearly too audible sip of her drink. “Say the word and it’s bye-bye Reliance! There are other, much better titles out there. How’s about…The Guy That Minds his Business?”

Another loud sip of her drink follows.

Aderae laughs a bit to himself, it is low and kind of rumbles out of him lazily.

“Too many words, what typeface will they use?” “Comic sans!”

He pauses to take a sip, he knows well enough that words need not be exchanged. She can feel his eyes burning into her as he fixes her with a disappointed look.

“We’ll workshop it.” She nods.

“Mhm.”

“Sooo, what supernatural experience plagued you so, Double P?” “Daywalkers broke into my hive and stole all of my left socks.” He reports with a face of stone. A beacon of honesty, just as his title suggests. “Can’t work without a matching pair of socks.” “Come on Double P!” Soleah whines, fighting the smile his tale brought to her face. “Can’t you trust me?”

He pauses to consider this. Soleah talks a lot, yes. But never about the things that she shouldn’t talk about. But, on the other hand, this specific set of circumstances might be beyond her scope. Daywalkers stealing socks certainly sounds more realistic than my late kismesis was brought back to life by his mates dead descendant.

Hell, Aderae is living it and it’s a bit of a struggle for him to believe.

But, on yet a third hand, Soleah would be really annoying about it if he doesn’t cough it up.

“It stays in this office, Soleah.” “My lips are sealed.” She beams.

“Very well,” he sighs. “Someone close to me has been returned from the grave.”

It feels so silly to say out loud. 

She turns to stare at him fully, mouth agape. It only takes a second for it to morph into a teeth-baring grin.

“Was it Orfuse? When do I get to meet him?”

[puppyeared]

obsessive

[prickly-paprikash]

My favorite thing about every single Belmont in Netflix's Castlevania and Nocturne?

Every single initial appearance radiates sad, pathetic energy.

Trevor's bar fight scene was equal parts hilarious and disheartening. This is the Last Belmont? A legendary clan of Vampire Hunters, reduced to a drunken brawler who gets his nuts kicked in so many times?

Julia Belmont? Bodied by hot, gay Dragon Daddy Olrox while her son watches. He brings the direct Belmont line down to two, and traumatizes the kid so hard he has ED—Enchantment Dysfunction until he becomes an adult.

Richter? Yeah! Literally has to have his first true core memory be his mom be fucking owned by the sexiest god damn bloodsucker in history. Little bro's canon event was to watch his mama be crushed.

Juste? Sure his entrance is cool, but then we realize he's also suffering from ED, he sucks at this whole grandfather thing, his wife and bestie killed, and he could never even confront his own blood over the death of his fucking daughter.

I love the fact that every single Belmont makes the worst first impressions. Regardless of sex or gender or age. They just fucking suck when introduced.

[rainofthetwilight]

guys they are so similar it's insane oh my GOD SDHDJWJFJADH

[todayisafridaynight]

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[uccmd]

THE LIST of domestic things about Crowley and Aziraphale during S2 as my free therapy session:

The apology dance

Crowley knows why exactly Aziraphale might call him (the list consists of only three reasons) and can understand which is relevant at the moment by Azi's voice

Crowley doesn't wear his glasses in the bookshop

Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy

"Ourselves"

"Do you need a lift somewhere?"

Them discussing their favorite romantic tropes like it've never happened to them

Crowley casually ordering the drink Aziraphale asked for

Crowley being absolutely done with everything but still managing to help Aziraphale every way possible participating in his investigation and making sure they're not killed

"OUR car"

Crowley actually letting Aziraphale to drive the Bentley!!!

They have a room where they discuss their questions and problems (like with the Gabriel's and Muriel's visits)

Crowley sitting on the arm of Aziraphale's armchair

"Good job" "You really think so?"

Aziraphale calling Crowley right away to tell him more about the clue and what he found out (aka searching for his praise)

Crowley supporting Aziraphale while he performs his little handy magic tricks

Aziraphale slowly getting more comfortable with calling Crowley his friend (aka "we go back in a long time" and etc)

"A little us time"

Them casually touching each other

Dancing while talking and talking while dancing

Crowley not letting other people buy or take Aziraphale's books while he is out of bookshop

Crowley trying to communicate with Gabriel after Aziraphale advices him to do so

Crowley cleaning up the bookshop while Aziraphale is on a walk with Metatron (he knows this place so well + «stress-cleaning» @sgam76 )

Aziraphale asking Crowley to be his assistant in the lethal magic trick and letting Crowley point the muzzle of a loaded gun at him when they can't use miracles

Crowley's hands shaking because his first shot ever was about to be made while he was pointing a gun at Aziraphale but when he just got himself together because fuck him if he will ever hurt his angel

Crowley trusting Aziraphale because he asked

Crowley waiting for Aziraphale to change his mind in the end until the very last moment

Aziraphale complimenting Crowley's work during The Begging

Aziraphale's attempt to put his hand on Crowley's shoulder during the kiss because he wanted them to be closer to each other

Aziraphale has a diary with a description of his every meeting with Crowley (as i suppose)

"But you like waiting inside"

How literally every character made a remark about their relationship being a little bit more than just friendship and how they're flustered by those comments

"I am, but rescuing me makes him so happy"

«Crowley going “NGK!” when Azi briefly corners him in the pub with a hand on his chest» @babbeldumpsterfire

"If any harm goes to Aziraphale-"

«“we both get PLENTY of use out of it” regarding the bookshop» @nightgoodomens

[cherrytraveller]

i’ve known Donnie & Mikey MutantMayhem for only about 4 hours now but if anything happened to them, i’ll destroy this entire planet and then myself.

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[armysethos]

pretzels and noodles in love ♡♡♡

[gunsatthaphan]

🍩🥹

[ratislatis]

I'll find you. For the love of god, I'll find you. Wait for me.

hee hee hoo hoo AUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PAIN PAIN SUFFERING PAIN IN ALL DIRECTIONS!!!! TO HELL WITH IT (LITERALLY)!!!!!!!!!

[ssaraexposs]

THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THEY'RE ACTUALLY TALKING, WITHOUT FIGHTING EACH OTHER OR SCREAMING INSULTS

[st4rking]

tfw you, as a mind reader, have to team up with a man who thinks too much

Slight spoilers in tags

[sboochi]

My weekly dose of fluff

[dorkynerd23]

All Nuzi (N X Uzi) 💛💜 Moments In Episode 6.

[sollucets]

— evening sun, jane kenyon

as long as he lives one day, I'll live that day with him.

[dianagj-art]

Some scenes of Red Rover bc they haven't been able to leave my mind since I read them, plus some doodles bc I love this boys so much

Double mutated Raph lives in a special place in my heart ❤️also his relationship with Mikey. All their interactions are very cute and that lazy river moment might be my favorite

One and Purple would actually get along, I don't know how or why but trust me, I can feel it in my guts. They'll make each other worst tho.

A few more unfinished sketches under the cut

Edit: here's the link to AO3

this boys are from @red-rover-au