#its for ✨dramatic effect✨

[cheemken]

Diantha: so this is the guy I like, thoughts?

Her friends: and prayers, girl what the fuck—

[soup-of-the-daisies]

The Prank (tm) is so overused and overdramatised that it’s actually become my least favourite topic in the marauders fic. even if it can be an interesting look at how they’d deal with ‘betrayal’ (is it betrayal though? like, is it really?) the majority of the time it just feels like an excuse for ‘acceptable’ bashing. so much of it is badly written, overly dramatic angst and additional ✨tension✨ in wolfstar that it feels like it isn’t about The Prank and Its Effects anymore (as is often claimed), it’s just for the sake of whump and angst. ofc it’s fine to write what you like, but dammit if the topic hasn’t been wrung dry lmao.

the terf lady really added a throwaway line to haphazardly and clumsily explain why snape dislikes harry for no apparent reason (prior to the bully!james reveal; good motive still fucking ridiculous to blame a kid for his teenage father’s actions, but i digress) and y’all decided this is The Most Important Thing in the marauders era 😭 remus didn’t give a shit in canon, you guys. i promise

[mangocustard16]

Halloween Playdate🎃✨

| synopsis: Y/N and Seungcheol, a playful and loving couple, infuse their home with spooky delight as they decorate for their first Halloween together, creating a charming tradition filled with laughter and love

| pairing: bf!seungcheol x gn!reader

| genre: fluff

| warnings: none

| notes:  established relationship, cheol and reader celebrating their first halloween together

| w.c: 440

As the calendar flipped to October, you and Seungcheol could hardly contain your excitement for Halloween. This year, you had plans to transform your home into a Halloween wonderland, and with your loving boyfriend by your side, it was bound to be a day filled with laughter and playful spookiness.

Seungcheol had arrived at your doorstep, already dressed in a silly, oversized Halloween costume, complete with a comically large witch hat. You laughed at his choice and decided to put on a goofy skeleton costume yourself. The two of you looked ready for a Halloween playdate.

With pumpkins, decorations, and Halloween tunes blaring in the background, you got to work, playfully competing to see who could create the creepiest pumpkin carving or hang the most convincing cobwebs.

You couldn't help but tease him as you approached, wielding a fake spider for dramatic effect. "Seungcheol, maybe we should hire a professional pumpkin carver next year."

He chuckled and playfully tapped you on the nose with a smudge of pumpkin on his finger. "Or maybe I just need some extra encouragement."

You dismissed him, laughing lightly. Seungcheol couldn't resist trying to sneak up on you with a plastic spider as you were absolutely focused on carving a pumpkin.

"Boo!" he exclaimed, placing the spider on your shoulder as you jumped in surprise.

You turned, laughing, "Seungcheol, you're going to give me a heart attack one of these days!"

He grinned mischievously, "Well, where's the fun in Halloween without a good scare?"

You continued carving your pumpkin, and Seungcheol joined in with his own. The two of you playfully tried to outdo each other with the spookiest and most creative designs. Seungcheol's pumpkin had a wicked grin, while yours had intricate patterns etched into it.

As you moved on to decorating the front yard, Seungcheol suggested a trail of fake footprints leading to the door, as if a creature had made its way to your home. You giggled at his enthusiasm and eagerly agreed.

The playful banter continued as you hung ghostly figures from the trees and placed a few tombstone decorations around your yard. Seungcheol couldn't resist pretending to be one of the ghosts and swayed back and forth, arms outstretched, as he groaned in a comically spooky voice. You couldn't help but laugh and join in on the act.

After hours of decorating, you stepped back to admire your haunted masterpiece. The two of you had transformed your home into a spooky wonderland, complete with carved pumpkins, hanging ghosts, and eerie lighting.

Seungcheol wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, his eyes filled with love. "Y/N, this has been so much fun. Our haunted house is amazing, but being able to spend this time with you is even better."

You smiled and leaned in for a sweet kiss. "Seungcheol, I couldn't agree more. Let's make this an annual tradition for us."

As the night approached, you stood hand in hand, ready to greet trick-or-treaters with candy and a haunted house that would give them a delightful scare.

With your decorated home and the playful bond between you and Seungcheol, this Halloween was destined to be a memory neither of you would ever forget, and the first of many more to come.

[hey-imma-fangirl]

Sorry this part is so short

It’s for ✨dramatic effect✨

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And because that last panel took 2 hours on its own and I wanted to post it already

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[fosermi]

since animation is literally your major, is there any details from the Sonic X Shadow generations clip we saw today that you might want to talk about?

OK SO major spoilers under the cut for the preview of the Sonic x Shadow gen prolouge

i was WAY too busy fangirling to give a proper analysis BUT when it does come out fully i might just do one, also please take note im still in my second year of studying to be an animator so these are purely my opinion. for now i can point out a few things that i genuinely want to talk about.

first thing that stood out to me was that 2D-3D style of animation, definitely something i dont think we've seen be done for the franchise before (correct me if im wrong) and it reminds me so much of RWBY in a way. There were some bits that, to me, looked choppy BUT THEN AGAIN those were the parts that needed to be choppy for emphasis reasons, specifically it was at the start where Shadow is having some sort of break down. its obvious from how choppy his movements are in comparison to the smoothness of the rest of the preview that shadow was genuinely shaking. with that 2D-3D style that choppyness looks janky as fuck but its so perfect for conveying how uptight and bottled up shadow's emotions are. its so hard to try and capture what im saying but trust me its there!!

second thing i wanna point out are the camera angles. they shift so much to serve the dramatization of the scenes and its so ✨JUICY✨like i shit you not, i cant stop staring at the different camera angles and going "oooohhh ahhhhh" and trying to rationalize the reasoning for those angles because HOLY SHIT they're so good and they actually do serve a really good cinematic purpose!! its easy for people to get lost in the changing of perspectives and camera angles but this? oh this does it so good that it actually drives the plot FORWARD instead of it seeming like separate scenes mashed together.

third thing I'll point out is the scene color shifts. when doing something cinematic, ambiance is key. so when the scene shifted from this soft and comforting blue hues

to this eerie red so suddenly with our only warning being a slight shaking of the screen??

that made it such a surprise that it gets the viewer on alert!! a good thing!!!

now i can go on and on about the different colors for each scene but let me just touch up on this one scene in specific:

it quickly goes from hopeful gold/good light to ominous black/no light, very contrasting, which can mean oh so many things... most notably; maria's hope vs shadow's resolve.

fourth thing ill touch up on are the frames where shadow runs. specifically the one where he runs out of frame from maria.

we get almost 1 frame of a model and then...

these frames here? chefs kiss, perfect. showing us just how fast shadow really is, so fast that we the light from his airshoes doesnt catch up until a fraction of a second later!!! even the glow in the doorway changes to reflect that short millisecond split.

fifth thing ill point out and its a small little thing thats making me absolutely rabid:

he fucking glows.

and yeah, sure, you can argue that its bounce light, its most probably is bounce light since its under harsh light conditions BUT if that was the case the glow wouldnt be this vibrant of a shade and it would give an aura and not specifically on his markings. just a little thing i noticed that i will get to screaming about when i post this.

last thing i wanna touch up on is the sound effects. they were just so very crunchy and pared up with the animation style?? oh it was delicious!! i have some issues with the lip sync but then again they were trying to go for an anime/western cartoon hybrid style here so its bound to be off on the lip sync.

anyway, thanks for listening to my silly ramblings, its nothing too impressive just a fangirl fangirling. now if you'll excuse me, ill go scream to the eclipse nation about glowing hedgehog.

[marimayscarlett]

Another list of unrealistic wishes for the 2024 tour

Back at it again with the delusional takes and here to make it everyone elses problem - a very warm welcome to volume 2 of our wishes for the upcoming Rammstein tour ✨ This time again carefully put together by @wizzardclown @gothtoast and me, with additional wonderful influences by my dear @m---e---l. Thank you ladies 🤍

(Read our first list here and please consider checking out the great suggestions in the notes!)

Set list and concert organisation in general

first up, the question of the supporting act: -> either not happening in general, since none of us actually want to endure another round of the piano tinkling, so we though about this concept:

This way, we get an even longer concert with no distraction from the pure Rammstein sound.

-> or, another idea which came to mind: to celebrate the literary-genius Flake, he could give us a reading of one of his books before the concert, lighten up the mood and feeding the masses with entertaining facts. Additionally, Richard could play some piano in the background during it, for dramatic effect (like the piano accompaniment during silent movies back in the old days).

Opener for the concert this year: 'Haifisch'. Would be an amazing and appreciative nod towards the fans in regards to the support the band was shown last year.

'Zwitter': a banger to set the sexual ambiguous mood for the evening.

'Mein Land': Not sure if they every played this one live, but it would be a fitting song to get some summer vibes going.

for sunset rather fittingly 'Sonne'.

Off to the first proper segment, welcome to the 👻haunting hour👻: fitting for the upcoming night time, a creepy conglomerate consisting of: -> 'Wilder Wein' (I could write a whole chapter about this song, it's so captivating), followed by 'Spieluhr' -> 'Hilf mir': perfect for some new haunting stage show (maybe as a replacement for 'Puppe'; or to quote @wizzardclown: 'When in doubt, set Flake on fire') -> 'Heirate mich': preferably with some 'sliding on his knees/a rolling board'-Till -> to end this phase with a classic: 'Du riechst so gut' is an absolute MUST.

following: 'Rein Raus', some relaxing ASMR to lighten the mood.

Welcome to the next section: 🔥Some like it hot🔥, consisting of: -> 'Wollt ihr das Bett in Flammen sehen': camera focus has to be on Schneider. -> 'Asche zu Asche' with burning mics (!). -> 'Du hast' with its fire rockets (my favourite pyro in the whole concert) because no Rammstein concert can exist without this song, that's a physical law, and additionally Richard would be sad if he couldn't play it. -> 'Engel' preferably with the iconic wings (poor Till really has to go all in during this concert).

as a moment to take a breather: Mutter.

'Deutschland': a song we all wait for, with a huge meaning, just overall a perfect piece - yet no remix this time, since we need the time to slide right into the next phase of the concert:

💗questionable on-stage actions and homoerotica galore💗, consisting of: -> 'Mein Teil', with dilf dad-dance moves AND several guitarist kisses (what better moment than the dick eating song for it) -> 'Zick Zack' with at least some sort of elaborate costumes, -> 'Feuerräder', for the perfect vibe with Flake riding on Till's back, neon tube ready to knock seven bells out of his tormentor (justice for Flake), additionally maybe Oliver skating with his roller skates which emit flames in the background and more guitarist kisses

after this breathtaking segment, how about some 'Anna'-sing along! Scream the name of your fave on the top of your lungs and show your love for him 💘

finally some unrealistic (as if the whole list isn't a fever dream already) wishes : 'Eifersucht' and 'Fellfrosch'. To finally give Olli's sick bass lines the stage they deserve 😤

2. some more outfit ideas

long hair Schneider with his handband, because this was a look:

leg belts for Richard 🖤

and last but not least, this is a PSA: If Frau Schneider makes an appearance and decides to grace us with her presence, consider everything on this list to be obsolete. Seeing the mother again would be the greatest joy of all, we don't need anything more 🙇🏼‍♀️🙏🏼

[brotrustmeicanwrite]

Using Schrödinger’s Mary Sue In Creative Writing

Every once in a while, out of nowhere, the idea of something like a cool fight scene, a witty exchange between the villain and hero or a very dramatic finale just ✨pop✨ into a writer’s head; usually accompanied with a sudden burst of inspiration. When those scenes involve established characters and stories, more often than not the writer regains consciousness several hours later having fully thought through the most epic thing they’ve ever written, contemplating weather or not they should rewrite the entire story to be able to properly include that scene.

But sometimes those scenes are just about A hero, A villain, A couple, not about someone specific. When that happens we often get stumped in the creative process because we have to sit down and actively create characters or fledge out vague character ideas we’ve had on the back burner to have material to continue the train of thought. And that usually kills that burst of inspiration.

That’s where what I call “Schrödinger’s Mary/Gary Sue” comes into play.

A SM/GS is a character concept for a specific archetype of character who possesses only the characteristics that you tend to give these archetypes, as well as all of the abilities for them that you came up with but weren’t able to include but wanted to.

To give an example, this is how my own SM/GS for the MC/Part Time Hero looks like:

- personality and appearance -

Vaguely Male

Light Hair

Kind (optional, might have been beaten out of them)

Intelligent

- abilities/roles -

Teleportation

Ghost sight

Half human / half spirit

Fox spirit

Dragon shifter

Follower of / reaper for the god of death

Genius magician and high priest

A planet throwing heavenly knight who helps the gods of creation fight evil gods from other dimensions

A literal god

Etc. etc. bc yes there is much more

That list on its own looks pretty Mary Suey. What makes that character a Schrödinger’s Mary Sue however is how to use them: Once that character has been placed into a scene their abilities are limited to just one, or if compatible and not over the top a few of those abilities.

This setup gives us the opportunity to experiment with not only that scene that originally came to mind but also old ideas that we didn’t want to abandon but couldn’t make work at that time. Basically what we’re doing is instead of playing with air, we play with an unpainted, unclothed, wig-less doll. It’s not concrete enough to just be copies of pre-existing characters but gives us enough substance to develop the scene; and if all goes well that doll won’t stay in that state for too long and become its own fully fledged out character.

(I used to really struggle with losing that burst of inspiration but since I’ve started using the SM/GS approach my brain has probably become the fastest and most effective recycling machine on the planet.)

Also, I you end up trying this for yourself, keep in mind to keep the SM/GS’s personality and characteristics as vague and basic as possible before going into the scene, else you risk writing the same character over and over again. Once you start working you can add proper personality traits and make a real character from that base concept. And of course, don’t be afraid to change those basic characteristics if you feel like it or the story develops into a direction that calls for it.

Happy writing :D

[nonovyabuisness]

Life series X Pokemon :

Each lifers will have one ‘fully’ evolved pokemon that I believe suits them in all of the life series ( series such as X life or New life will not be included).

[Some members may have shinies ✨]

The members are listed in alphabetical order.

Bdubs: ✨ Scrafty

- Both enjoy fighting and look like they get beaten up often even if no fights happened that day.

- It’s a shiny because Shiny Scrafty’s green clothes (?) is reminiscent of Bdubs’ moss cape skin.

BigB: Breloom

- A kind being that should not be taken lightly.

- Also Breloom’s spores can paralyze or poison opponents, just like BigB paralyzed Grian with his gaslighting and can easily poison others by lying.

Cleo: Delphox

- Arson fox that is super effective against Etho’s pokemon and BigB’s.

-Also a reference to Witchcraft!SMP where she was one of the finalists. Plus Orange hair so Orange pokemon.

Etho: Bisharp

- Etho reminds me so much of the Shadow Triad so I decided to give him their titular Pokemon.

- I considered Greninja but as a redstoner, Etho might not appreciate the water.

- Plus it’s funny when the two scary looking beings are actually the most easily frightened.

- Fun fact, Bisharp hasn’t battled in so long that its blades have almost become dull (both are washed up /j).

Geminitay: Bewear

- In Limited Life she acts like a mama bear towards Scar.

- Is overall very friendly but is a menace (especially towards Etho).

- Now that she’s in Secret Life, Bewear works well with the cherry blossom and band theme she has going on.

- Plus, just like Bewear accidentally harms others by trying to show affection, Gem hurts herself and her allies by creating other alliances that don’t last.

Grian: Archeops

- Pesky bird.

- I put Toucannon at first and almost put Honchkrow but both look too serious to be associated with Grian.

- So goofy prehistoric parrot that is easily demotivated (defeatist ability) for the button man.

Impulse: Ampharos

- The yellow color scheme as well as the fact that Impulse is generally more on the kind, gentle side but is also able to hold his own.

Jimmy: Kilowatrel

- Canary in a coal mine.

- Kilowatrel is one of the best yellow bird Pokemon that isn’t too mocking ( Yellow Oricorio) or too serious ( Pidgeoto/Blaziken/ shiny Sirfetch’d).

- The pre-evolution looks a bit silly tho.

Joel: ✨Turtonator

- An explosive fella.

- Also a Pokemon that serve as a reminder that most of Joel’s trap/plan either don’t work or backfire on him or his allies.

- Shiny Turtonator because the shiny colors match Joel’s Green and yellow color scheme.

Lizzie: Togekiss

- Avoids conflict and is generally content with roaming around, peacefully picking flowers. Head in the clouds.

- But remains a strong and smart opponent that shouldn’t be underestimated.

*Volo and Cynthia war flashbacks *

Martyn: Trevenant

- A fierce and loyal protector of his home but still remains a solitary being.

- Trevenant’s ability to blend in with the surrounding trees in forest and gather information by communicating with the forest, is a nod to Martyn’s ability to sneak around undetected gathering valuable intel.

Mumbo: Sableye

- Hermit hiding away in the shadows (bunker) and using (end) crystals to attack.

Pearl: ✨ Absol

- Wherever they go, disaster soon follows. Seeing them is a warning to all.

- Shiny Absol because the colors matches with the ‘Scarlet Pearl’ skin.

Rendog: Sirfetch’d

- A king and a knight, unwilling to let go of their flair for the dramatics even after their kingdom as fallen. I thought of Kingambit or Aegislash but both are too serious and only fit 3rd Life Ren. Sirfetch’d is regal yet remains goofy like Ren.

Scar: Liepard

- Shady business man and his cat jellie. Both mischievous and not against stealing.

- Also it would be funny to picture all the Jellie interruptions as just him talking to his very real Pokemon partner.

- Jellie would definitely try to eat Grian’s Archeops.

Scott: ✨ Gallade

- Always honorable and upholding their end of the deal. But aren’t against using force to achieve what they want.

- Shiny so that the colors match ( also provides a good contrast to Pearl’s shiny Absol).

Skizzleman: Braviary

- A brave being that leads the team.

- All of Braviary’s dex entry mentions it battling for its friend even if it’s injured.

- The pokemon White dex entry mentions that the more scars a Braviary has, the more respect he’s has from his peers. Skizzleman’s skin has scars on its arms.

- Also Skizz is often represented with angel wings so why not give him a bird.

- I don’t know if it should be a shiny or not however.

Tango: Rapidash

- A being with a unruly temper that does not take kindly to betrayal or competition.

- Could have helped with the whole Torchy task.

- Tango is often represented with hair that lights on fire when upset, just like Rapidash’s mane burns hotter when upset or fighting.

[twotailednekomata]

AvA/M Headcanon List

This might be added on as I think of more but I want to throw my thoughts out there.

Overdramatic!Victim. Just Overdramatic!Victim. Sure, 90% of time he is serious, calculated and clever but every once and a while he slips into a more... needlessly dramatic persona.

Victim has a collar/necklace that can project a holographic pair of wings as well as a halo. And the wings aren't even perfect as one of them has the appearance that it's broken (to fully lead into the whole 'fallen angle' thing).

On top of that, he has a pair of contacts that glow a bright blue to add to the ✨ atmosphere ✨

For example: The door swings open as you push your way into the Boss' room. The space is covered in shadow, the only light being from the open door and the green-blue emitting from the Boss' computer. A hint of blue before a flash as a single, bright blue line makes itself known. The Boss slightly tilts his head and rest it on interlocked fingers. Broken wings flap out and an arc appears. He only needs to utter a single line: "Is it ready?"

The high ranking employees and mercs are used to this type of bullshit from Victim. Do not mind the Boss, he is just getting his fix in.

(Look, I never had a Fanon!Victim so Overdramtic!Victim is all I have. In a sense, that means my Fanon!Victim and Canon!Victim are the same stick)

On one last note: Victim loves Classic Disney movies for their villains (as well as villain songs). I have not seen Wish (and have zero intentions to) but, based on what I've heard, I think Victim will have miserable time with that movie.

Not necessarily AvM specific, neather wart tastes like very chalky liver with a tiny but noticeable fermented meat taste.

Because Blue is seen slipping neather wart into food, I wouldn't be surprised if one of two things happens: 1., The Colour Gang pick out and push aside any bits of neather wart they find, which causes Blue to ask if and why they aren't eating it (the others will always politely decline) before he does the sibling thing of eating the unwanted leftovers themself. 2., The CG unknowingly eat small bits and pieces of neather wart which causes them to develop a slight resistance to its effects. i.e it will take a more potent dose of a potion for the CG to get the standard 3-minute effect than a stick that never had nether wart.

(Actually, via that logic, that means Blue's potions must be potent as fuck for him to even get a minute worth of effects. Pal's munching neather wart all day and night and, for addictions, you need a higher quantity of the addicting item in order to feel the same high effects you did day 1)

Purple has a casual interest in plants, flowers to be specific. They enjoy decorating with them and admiring them and I can see them and Blue bonding over that.

Blue's pupils are swirls with a reddish tint that makes them appear a deep lavender colour. I'm also toying with the idea that they change colour depending on his emotions.

This is my boy Soot (Nickname: Canary) and if anything happens to him, I will kill everyone in this room and then myself (/joking)

Red is so youngest sibling coded, I can't ฅ(≈≧ܫ≦≈)/

Likewise, Green gives off 'chill, oldest brother' vibes. Although, whether or not he is actually 'chill' is a whole other story.

(He and Red feel like the ones that will 'fight first, talk later' in a heated argument. Like, they are the quickest ones to get into a fight.)

Yeah, Blue's lower half is as burnt as overcooked pizza (to put it lightly)

[eoieopda]

hello my dear jade, heard you were summoning the hyung line girlies 🫡 how about 'feel the same' by the millennial club for one mr. kim seokjin?? (and congrats on 1k!!! ✨)

i have ABSOLUTELY listened to this song (and this artist tbh) on loop since you brought them to my attention 💕 also, jin is a doctor for no reason other than “because of course he is.”

listen here

maybe this is heaven, or maybe it’s just you / i don’t trust my judgment ‘cause i’m just 22 / my mind is running circles, my heart’s out in the rain / i know that this is sudden, but do you feel the same?

ft. fluff, seokjin m.d.’s pov, getting together au, and the most rom-com shit my brain worms have likely ever produced

Kim Seokjin was, by all verifiable accounts, an adult.

He could drive, drink, and be reaped by the draft. He had an investment portfolio and a license to practice medicine, for fuck’s sake. So, why did he — an adult man — swoon like a school kid whenever you called?

It was the same every night: Your name and contact photo would pop up on his screen with a chime. No matter what he was doing, he would drop it. Then, he would drop himself onto whatever flat surface he was nearest to. Whether that was his bed, his couch, or his floor, it wouldn’t matter.

Seokjin needed to be horizontal, but he couldn’t explain why. Maybe a cozy position was necessary in order to properly appreciate the warmth of your voice. Maybe his knees — fully-grown and alarming achy, if he was being honest?— got a little too wobbly whenever you laughed at his jokes.

Whatever the cause, he had to brace himself for the effect: when you eventually — tragically — hung up, he had to stare up at the ceiling until his racing heart got a fucking grip.

In his profession, this kind of cardiac event was called tachycardia. Although this occasionally required immediate medical attention, it often resolved on its own. Unfortunately for Seokjin, the fluttering in his chest couldn’t be shocked away with a defibrillator. The prognosis for this mystery condition was bleak.

Your phone call that night produced familiar symptoms, though the presentation felt different. Novel. This time, the two of you talked for hours longer than usual. Chronic, not acute. About nothing, about everything. No obligatory small talk, just any and every thought that came to mind. Generalized.

Most confusingly, when a sudden call from your sister required you to hang up, you sounded as disappointed as Seokjin felt. Communicable? He was starting to get hopeful and that felt dangerous. After all, they called it a crush for a reason. If he was truly out on this limb alone, he’d crumple. Terminal.

Did you feel the same?

Seokjin couldn’t get that question of his mind. He’d spent every minute since you’d hung up pacing in his living room; so preoccupied that he didn’t notice the crop circles he’d worn into the rug. If he didn’t ask you tonight, he wouldn’t know a moment’s peace.

So, he decided, he’d ask.

This could’ve been a simple call back, but Seokjin was nothing if not dramatic. You were you and you deserved a grand gesture. Something memorable, something cinematic. Something he’d figure out on the way, because he was already tugging on his coat and walking out the front door.

Your apartment wasn’t far from Seokjin’s. In fact, his adult knees had successfully gotten the walk down to a cool nine minutes: ten blocks to the North, then one to the West. As he sped down the sidewalk, the restaurant across the street caught his eye. Like he was greeting an old friend in passing, he smiled fondly over at it.

Though it was an eyesore, the hole-in-the-wall ahead served the best fried chicken in Seoul. The two of you often swung by after late nights on-call, swapping french fries and war stories from your night in the emergency room. Part of him felt inclined to stop over there, to incorporate your ritual into his gesture, but he was riddled with doubt:

Did fried chicken adequately communicate I’ve loved you since you sat down next to me in that introductory anatomy lecture six years ago?

You were a reasonable person, unlike him. He couldn’t reasonably expect you — or anyone — to open a take-away container and decode the secret messages written in grease. The risk was even greater than the reward.

Instead, he opted for a clearer metaphor: a single red rose from the florist’s nearby stall. This, he hoped, proclaimed you’re beautiful, even with someone else’s vomit on your scrubs. Or, at the very least, I wouldn’t want to remove foreign objects from a stranger’s rectum with anyone else.

With his heart on his sleeve and his metaphor in hand, Seokjin continued on his mission. He made record time, even with the detour, and walked through the front door of your building a mere eight (8) minutes after exiting his. He made a mental note to brag about this achievement after you each exchanged declarations of requited love.

Too eager to wait on the elevator, Seokjin said “fuck it,” and chose to take the stairs. The first two flights were a cakewalk; the third was pushing it. With four flights down and one to go, he wished he had the schoolboy endurance to match his schoolboy crush.

But he didn’t, so he was both embarrassed and out-of-breath when he finally reached your door.

He didn’t hear any movement after knocking the first time, so he waited and tried again. There was no telltale shuffling of tired feet in fuzzy slippers. Accordingly, Seokjin did what any grown man would do:

He knelt on your doormat, leaned in towards the crack underneath your door, and squinted as he searched for signs of life. Nothing. He groaned with his whole chest as he clambered from the floor to his feet.

Alone on your doorstep, Seokjin was a deflated balloon. If you were home — and you were simply ignoring him — you likely heard his poor heart whizzing and whining down the hallway before dropping unceremoniously at his feet. He glanced down at the flower in his hand and prayed that you hadn’t.

As he turned towards the elevator, Seokjin stole a glance at his watch. With a rueful laugh, he realized that he’d set a second personal record that evening: getting his own hopes up and letting himself down in only thirty minutes. For a hopeless romantic with disappointment in near-permanent deferment, this feat was impressive.

Not one he’d brag to you about, though.

It was dark by the time Seokjin made it back to his own building and he was grateful for that fact. With the sun down, he could convince himself that it wasn’t too early to go to bed — to put this day in the discard pile and draw again tomorrow. And when he went to work in the morning, he’d see you and think of a better way to determine whether this something was mutual.

Turning out of the elevator and into his hallway, Seokjin realized that he wouldn’t have to wait until his sunrise shift to find out. There you were, sitting cross-legged on his doorstep, ten meters away.

“Jinnie!” You called out to him as soon as you saw him at the other end of the hall. The tone of your voice didn’t match the starlight in your eyes when you whined, “I’ve been waiting for half an hour.”

Wearing the cutest grin anyone’s ever directed at him, you lifted a take-away container from your lap, held it in the air, and giggled.

What you said was: I brought you chicken, but it’s probably cold by now.

But Seokjin heard what you meant: I love you, too.

[alienaiver]

jalousi (n.)

Shinsou Hitoshi x gn!reader

warnings: mostly just fluffy banter but the word fuck is used once if that’s not your thing!, Shinsou is a tadbit insecure but that’s mostly because he’s a needy baby and its all light-hearted. wordcount: 1.4k content: FLUFF, SFW, genderneutral reader!, poc!friendly reader, banter, canon compliant, established relationship, prohero!shinsou and prohero!reader but reader’s quirk isn’t mentioned, ‘babe’ and ‘my love’ is used as petnames for shinsou, shinsou is needy, eri is a budding pro hero!!!, not beta’d

notes: HI HEY HELLO THIS IS FOR THE LOVELY LUNA / @cup-of-fluff TIME TO SHINE COLLAB!!!! (go check out the other amazing works!!!). imo shinsou might be reserved with love until he’s had a taste of it and then hes NEEDY. physical affection and home-y traditions are whats his driving force!!!!! this was so much fun to write but i do apologize if its very self-indulgent!!! i hope you enjoy it and have some laughs as well <333 (the title is the danish word for jealousy btw, im just having fun with not being good at titles 🤡🥰✨) also fun fact, the cat is named flour but it’s a tabby <3

Shinsou unlocks the front door and hurries inside to take shelter from the biting wind. It’s been another cold day and he can’t help the shiver that runs down his spine upon feeling the temperature change inside the entrance of your shared home. He drops his sports bag and huffs out breaths into his palms to heat them back up – maybe he can tuck them safely around your waist and regain warmth from cuddles. He can’t help but smile at the thought.

“I’m home!”

He waits for your reply as he toes off his shoes at the genkan but none comes. He calls out your name and a low, “I’m in here!” is heard from the direction of the bedroom. He cocks up an eyebrow before making his way through your home to check what you’re up to. On the way through the living room he stops by the scratching post to greet Flour who eagerly purrs and butts into his open palm. In a high-pitched voice he asks the feline about his day and tells him how much he’s missed him. Dramatically, he gives a short re-telling of his shift and how he apprehended a villain with no shortages in sound effects. Shinsou won’t admit it, but he half expects and hopes that you’re leaning up against the doorframe, smiling at him and in a teasing voice, will tell him he’s cute. When he looks up to check, you aren’t there and his brows furrow before a pout forms.

When Flour jumps down from the post, stretches, and continues to the kitchen, Shinsou decides to continue his quest to receiving head scratches himself as he holds you close – it’s 11pm and he’s had an all-day shift due to shortage at the agency. Yesterday, you had a night shift, so he hasn’t actually seen you in well over 24 hours.

 In the bedroom you’re sitting in a thinking position with your legs propped underneath you, your head rested in your palm as you’re eyeing several items on the bed with an almost comical seriousness. He repeats his words from when he arrived with a quizzical look, “I’m home?”

Shinsou likes family-related traditions – having someone to announce he’s home to fills him with a soft love that he can’t quite place other than in the deepest parts of his heart and you know this. So when you’re so caught up in something else, he can’t help the way his underlip juts out. He’s well aware that he’s being a baby.

“Ah, yeah, sorry babe, welcome home,” you reply without even looking at him before you pick up a plushie. Upon further inspection Shinsou recognizes the design – he hasn’t seen it in plushie-form before, but the color scheme and patterns make him smile brightly as pride fills his chest.

“Is that an Eri plushie?”

You smile and nod, “this is the prototypes. It’s her first merch so she’s so nervous she asked me to look them over,” you explain as you turn the soft doll version of his little sister around in your palm. “…there’s something about the color of her eyes on this though, it’s off.”

Shinsou shuffles over to the side of the bed to take a look – but with only the nightlamp on, he can’t really tell much, so with a chuckle he goes to turn on the overhead lights – you must’ve sat here for a long time if you haven’t turned them on yourself. You continue to inspect the items with a scrutiny and seriousness he admires – he really does, but…

He can’t be faulted for wanting a kiss and a hug from his favorite person after so long, can he?

 He huffs out a breath before sitting down on the side of the bed – your side, specifically, to see if he can get a reaction from you.

There’s none.

So he flops down on his back, his head landing by your hip as he huffs out another – more dramatic and louder – breath. After a few seconds of nothing, he chances a look up at you, who’s now moved on to some keychains with your lip sucked in to nibble on.

He stretches his arms over his head and groans, pretending to be sore and lets them fall down like deadweight by his sides, secretly peeking up at you, gauging your reaction. Maybe you’ll ask if he’s had a long day.

Once again, he’s rewarded absolute fuck all.

He whines your name and turns to lie on his stomach, wrapping his arms around your waist. His legs hang from the bed. You laugh, “what’s up, babe?”

What’s up?

What’s up?

He groans and presses his head into your hip to hide his embarrassment, “you’re ignoring me.”

He feels one of your hands travel through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp and if he could purr, he would be doing so as he leans into your touch, “I want to give her thorough feedback so she won’t be unhappy with how it’ll look in the stores and the deadline is tonight,” you explain, turning a headband around in your palm that’s based on the headgear of her costume. Shinsou sighs loudly to make a point, “you can still go through it all in time while giving me a welcome home kiss.”

You chuckle before grabbing his ear and pulling it back and forth as you turn and lean down, “welcome home my love,” you say with a hint of a smile before you kiss the top of his head.

It’s not enough. He grabs you by your shoulders and a surprised noise escapes you as he forcefully lies you down and buries his head in your neck, “need more than a forehead kiss or I’ll start to think you don’t love me.”

He says it with a serious voice but the raspberry he blows into your neck makes you laugh out loud and trash your legs, “Hitoshi, stop!” you plead through desperate breaths as his fingers dance over your sides. Compared to how much he loathes getting tickled, he attacks you way too frequently with it.

When he stops, he looks at you with an almost begging look, “give me a kiss?”

You regain your breath while a hand runs through his hair and down his back, “as many as you want, you big baby.”

You melt into each other as he sighs into the kiss. He feels a smile creeping onto your lips which only makes him press his own harder against yours. When he pulls back, he looks away, “you love me, right?”

The insecurity laced into his question isn’t hard to detect. Shinsou’s been going through a lot of emotional stages in the 10 years you’ve been together so you also know he’s only half-serious right now. You smile and bite your lip to hold back a laugh, “you want Eri’s merch to look good too, right?” you ask back before you continue to answer him, “of course I love you, more than anything.”

“Even more than Eri’s merch?”

This time you don’t hold back your laughter. Shinsou doesn’t mind – he thinks your laugh is the most beautiful sound in the world so he’s never minded you teasing him or being the butt of a joke if it meant you’d let out a laugh for him. His embarrassment subsides and a lovesick smile graces his features as he takes you in. You finish with a chuckle, “a lot more than Eri’s merch.”

“Good, I was just checking.”

“Of course you were, big Mr. Brainwave. Mayhaps I’m just dating you to get to your family, right?”

Shinsou groans and falls back on the bed next to you, unable to continue your banter, “it’s perhaps or maybe, you can’t just combine them.”

You smirk, “mayhaps someone’s a little mangry.”

He jumps up from the bed, “that’s it, I’m leaving your ass. Have fun with your merch and stop hanging out with Denki so much!”

A loud, villainous-like laugh leaves you as you grab onto your own stomach, “not when it’s this fun! Hey, if you’re going to the kitchen can you bring me a water?”

A resonant and firm “no!” is heard throughout the apartment but after a few minutes, a water bottle is thrown towards you in the bed. You blow him a kiss and he give you the middle finger. Both of you look forward to finally sleeping next to each other again tonight.

@hanayanetwork 🌸

mayhaps is maybe and perhaps and mangry is mad and angry! ✨

[acourtofquestions]

Ugh I’ve been so MIA I hate it 😭🖤 but I finally got my hands on a book last night and I can’t even

🚨KoA kinda round up🚨 from the depths of a sleep deprived forgetful quick rambling tired soul fangirling

Aedion screaming please and I take it back as Lysandra stands as Aelin in front of a war

The witch towers with the yielding which is scaring the hell out of me

Aelin reuniting with Chaol seeing him walk and that hug cause healing

And then immediately recognizing Yrene and their moment

And then her and Hasar being the queens they are

Plus Borte being Borte and just so many great characters in one shot

And I’m just so proud of Elide

And guys please for the love of gods just go to Terrasen

And then you have the cadre in all their glory and the ways she describes them which cracks me up because it’s like “stern beautiful Rowan” “glowing golden Gavriel” “Fenrys darling” “miserable bastard Lorcan” and their dynamic I just can’t even🤣 like the two of them have the sibling dynamic down to a science of “we hate each other… but okay maybe not really I guess their fine”

But then they learn about Maeve and holy shit rip my soul out and slap me with it

And then Aelin crying to Rowan which killed a little bit of my soul and healed it to hear it put into words and then killed it again and then there’s her and Fenrys and Gavriel and Rowan

“IM SO SO TIRED ROWAN”🖤 (but also why are we having this talk on an ice covered river… guys drowning is a real issue, just like scoot back into the forrest please?)

“No one would have left you like that, no one”😭 (I did spend like 10 minutes on Reddit trying to figure out what the “do you want me to tell you about it” line meant but I’m pretty sure it was stuff like that😭)

🥺”We fight”🥹

Chaol and Yrene need to talk about the baby so they can celebrate for .5 seconds cause there both being adorable again

Also like is there a new third person view cause now chapters end like “2 minutes in someone chaol never expected walks in” but then 4 chapter later the convo starts & then halfway through someone walks in… it’s not even forshadowing its like a preview?

Also are all valg princes princesses?

But like where’s my babies where’s my 13 where’s my Manon? Where’s my Dorian? We need the king and witch queen! How about my flower child who’s all dopey and in love? But also like no news is good news? I WANT AELIN NOWHERE NEAR THE KEYS WITH HER DEATH PLOT THESE DAYS MMM NO and then I thought it was the 13 when the wiverns pulled up but no it’s a witch tour greatgreatgreat greatgreatgreatgreeeeeeaaattttt

And have I mentioned I’m dead inside and this book is my world and it’s falling apart but in the beautiful perfect kinda way that feels like watching deathly hallows again but better

Also like I’m waiting for Aelin to unleash a fire storm

And it’s Rhoe’s shield🥺🥹

So idk this is where we are today

Chapter 51 here I come let’s see what Lorcan and inevitably Elide are up to and try to do some better posting catch up since the sleep deprivation is at peak productivity and let’s hope all my bbs reunite for a few scenes now and not to die or something cause is that too much to ask

P.S. MOONBEAM🤣🤣🤣

And I love how he just like ✨KAPOW💥 shifts I mean minus the trauma portion but the dramatic light flash effect would make Rhys (our lil wedding crasher) proud

PS PS I still love Nox

[thesherrinfordfacility]

LWA: Some more idle thoughts about narrative construction and both seasons, prompted by your reflections about AWCW's inability to see consequences and Aziraphale's already-vivid awareness of them.

Crowley's and Aziraphale's pre-Fall selves are already set into their post-Fall approaches to consequences. Aziraphale, given adequate data, is very good at predicting the most plausible consequences of any given action; unfortunately, he's also very good at predicting consequences when he only thinks he has adequate data, which leads to repeated disasters (both the 1862 fight and the end of s2ep6 being the most obvious examples). It's not an accident that he's good at interpreting prophecy. It may also explain the weird Jane Austen misreading, which has nothing to do with how Aziraphale fell in love (past) but everything to do with constructing an iron-clad narrative in which there's a definite, logical romantic outcome (future). AWCW is politically naive, but fallen Crowley /still/ can't predict what ought to be the completely logical consequences of his actions. (Hence perhaps his own misreading of Richard Curtis, which mistakes the climax of a romcom for its inception.) S1ep1 keeps coming back to the fallout of Crowley pitching his stories too well to his demonic audience. He takes down the cell tower and does himself in, turns the M25 into a sigil and both gets trapped on it and temporarily murders an awful lot of people, and...then there's my favorite bugbear. Fans tend to overlook the likely outcome of Aziraphale giving in to Crowley's manipulation and killing the Antichrist, thanks to Madame Tracy stepping in, but beyond the cruelty /this is not something that Aziraphale could have survived/ (figuratively or literally). I was thrown straight out of the S2 episode in which Crowley gives away the entire bodyswap to Gabriel/Jim during his "protective" outburst, because as script-writing goes that there was a decision, but I have to grouchily concede that if Gaiman were to show up and remind me about the child murder business, he would have a point about narrative plausibility.

Crowley genuinely doesn't appear to believe that his relationship with Aziraphale has a developmental narrative. There's no story to be told about it. As I've said here before, his accounts of their relationship do not square either with what's on the screen or with what the actors have said they're playing. For Crowley, they've always been friends, they've always been a couple, they've always had the same kinds of conversations, whereas what's dramatized onscreen is a more heavily-romanticized take on the /book/ narrative, in which they gradually become friends over the course of centuries. There's no sign that /Aziraphale/ believes they've always been friends or a couple, which may be one of the reasons that Crowley's confession doesn't land.* In fact, one of the things that is now starting to bug me is the problem of Aziraphale's relation to Crowley-as-angel, because Aziraphale's problematic assumptions about fallen Crowley's continuity with AWCW (he's not trying to reverse-engineer Crowley, he really believes demon!Crowley effectively still /is/ angel!Crowley, just grumpier) mirror Crowley's refusal to acknowledge that his relationship with Aziraphale has an actual plot.

My take is that Aziraphale could obviously have done a much better job, Crowley-wise, of accepting the Metatron's proposal, but there's nothing to indicate that he could have done anything /else/. It's not just a mirror of Beelzebub's ep1 proposal to Crowley, but a warped mirror, in which the whole point of the "coffee or death" dialogue is that the Metatron is not really offering Aziraphale a choice in the matter.

afternoon LWA, hope you're well!!!✨

i didn't think to look laterally (not to this extent, anyway) at aziraphale and crowley when comparing their pre-fall selves with them later on in the narrative, but that's really fun to consider!!!

i absolutely love this interpretation of aziraphale's inner thought process, because whilst i had never really thought to see aziraphale as having an analytical personality type, he absolutely does; his approach to pretty much anything appears to be very systematic. in fact, im struggling somewhat to think of an instance where im confident that aziraphale reacts completely intuitively... maybe when he squares off against satan (crowley comes up with the time-stop, but where aziraphale chooses to face the devil down feels like he does so without any idea of how it could end)? any other action aziraphale takes, or words he says, feels like they've been very carefully deliberated over before delivery, even if he knows the outcome is going to be... well, shit.

you mention 1862 and ep6 as two examples, but, to me, aziraphale's way of thinking vs crowley's (which i'll come back to) is just encapsulated neatly in the entirety of s1; there are so many examples of where aziraphale consistently reacts to incoming data (when he discovers it or - when he deigns to - when crowley tells him stuff), and acts accordingly, and then immediately cycles back to analysing the result when it doesn't work.

my day-job (GO is practically The Other Job at this point) is largely based around analysis and research, and i regularly use a few thought models (maybe not consciously, but it's second nature at this point) in approach to a problem/question. so looking at the overall context of s1, aziraphale appears to follow a similar process:

scanning (identify the problem: the apocalypse)

analysis (gathering information/data, and identifying mitigating factors or outlying data: e.g. the hellhound conundrum, agnes' prophecy, adam is in tadfield, heaven actively wants the apocalypse)

response (how can the problem/question be addressed, and take into account any extraneous data that may affect the result: e.g. stop the dog, return to tadfield, engage shadwell and the WA, consult a higher authority through the portal, finds a human to 'possess' and get to tadfield)

assessment (the impact of the response, and any splinter effects or conclusions that the response initiated: e.g. realising that they had the wrong boy, identifying the right boy, where the apocalypse would happen, and that he and crowley were alone in stopping it themselves).

the last bit is especially indicative to me of aziraphale being analytical; he hears crowley say that god would not speak to him, but he still tries because it's a viable solution to scrutinise, and when it fails he immediately re-evaluates and then contacts crowley to try out an alternative, and share the information he has, because ultimately crowley ended up - on this count - being correct in his own initial, instinctive assessment.

obviously those phases of problem-solving throughout s1 are non-linear, and instead completely cyclical; aziraphale takes into account different factors and data at individual points in the story, and repeatedly comes up with various options in which to respond to problems as more data materialises - he continuously reassesses. initially, his approach to the problem of armageddon was to Not Act, and allow it to happen, because it was the great plan, and as an angel it was logical to him that whatever god had planned was for the best, was what was always intended, and would only ever be Good because... well, it came from god, right? had he perhaps thought a touch more intuitively, followed his instinct (which is arguably to thwart armageddon, the same conclusion crowley arrived at), he would have probably leapt on the chance to follow crowley's proposal... or possibly even proposed it himself.

but as it stands, he doesn't, and crowley gives him reason after reason to do so. all of this builds as significantly compelling data to aziraphale - to the point that when he's fully analysed (at this point) the potential outcome of Not Acting vs. Acting, he chooses to Act - a conviction that he sticks to. even at the bandstand, he doesnt sway on wanting to stop armageddon, but that the way that crowley proposes they do so not only directly conflicts with aziraphale's moral boundaries (killing a mf child), but also conflicts with aziraphale's sense of logic and reason (running away). and then as a last thought for aziraphale; he goes to instinctively shoot adam when crowley pushes for the last time, and is immediately thwarted by madame tracy - she does it as an emotional, knee-jerk, moral-based, human reaction, "you can't just shoot children!" - but given that that reaction is what aziraphale actually agrees with, it only reinforces that his way of thinking, logically and analytically, is the correct one, just because they happened to arrive at the same conclusion.

but this is where crowley comes in. crowley on the other hand acts very intuitively, instinctively, and i daresay emotionally - his immediate reaction to delivering the antichrist is panic, and to immediately call aziraphale (the narrative at the very least doesn't show any kind of analysis of the issue on crowley's part - would he have arrived at a different response if he had? and plus, as you say, him taking down the phone network was a class A monkey-paw job, well done crowley). but then he goes on to convince aziraphale into stopping armageddon with him (which, admittedly, does work, but only once crowley changes tack, stops invoking the emotional, and instead lays out the logical, does aziraphale agree).

when the issue arises of the hellhound (which, let's reiterate, crowley did not think to tell aziraphale before this point...), and the prospect of their upbringing plan not working because of this, crowley's reflex is to destroy the antichrist completely - but tempt aziraphale into doing it. when aziraphale pushes back on this more resolutely at the bandstand, crowley's immediate instinct is to just run. fair enough, given that crowley ends up being correct that aziraphale's resolution to beseech to heaven will just go ignored, but he similarly doesn't consider that aziraphale needs to test the hypothesis first, engage a more methodical and strategic approach, before resorting to more scorched-earth measures.

but as you say, this definitely harks back to the pre-fall scene. narratively, we still don't have any confirmation on what leads to aziraphale having any concept of punishment, or a sense of consequence; there is no iron-clad context (that I can see anyway!) as to why aziraphale would start to formulate this rationale - that asking questions might lead to a larger, damning (ha) consequence - when we can only surmise up until this point that angels would consider their creator as benevolent and omniscient.

AWCW presumably doesn't mean anything nefarious behind his questions (i think that can be reliably interpreted from his behaviour and delivery), so why would god ever punish him? this is beside the point, however; in any case, crowley tends to rush to a response, to act, without stopping to consider other factors, other data, and the potential consequences. in the pre-fall scene, if he had acknowledged the warning, the 'data', as it were, that aziraphale was giving to him (that something could go wrong if he continue the path he's walking), he might have arrived at the same action but with considerably more caution, and potentially prevented what happened to him (which, in contextual hindsight, is not necessarily a good thing). we don't have the full narrative yet to tell us what exactly happened during AWCW's fall, but it does seem like crowley is a chronic case of "fuck around - find out."

in this respect i personally find it entirely in character - and rather in-keeping with crowley's overall narrative in both s1 and s2 - that crowley reveals the ruse of the bodyswap in s2; he's not thinking about the consequences that it could have, but thinking entirely based on instinct. he's not thinking about whether gabriel/jim might remember the information, whether gabriel (regardless of his presumed reformation of character in ep6) might exploit that information, but entirely acting on the emotional wave that gabriel is posing a direct risk to aziraphale's safety and wellbeing. plus, we don't know how long he was sat in justine's restaurant for; it's entirely possible that he was three sheets to the wind by the point aziraphale happens upon him.

once again! not sure i arrived at a point! but i think in hindsight this is a really interesting way to read the final fifteen; it's fairly obvious that crowley is acting and reacting emotionally during the feral domestic, and aziraphale is - as metatron-aziraphale theories are indicating at the moment - acting and reacting based on a conclusion he's arrived at from data we've potentially only partially seen/data hidden in plain sight. but then we switch to aziraphale saying "i need you!", which is a hitherto uncommon emotional outburst from him, and crowley... saying nothing. is that crowley's way of thinking logically, analytically? because anything he says is not going to change the outcome - aziraphale will ascend, he will not, and they will still be apart?

on the note of their relationship, it's a really interesting dynamic - how crowley and aziraphale both see it from their perspectives. on one hand, you have aziraphale that goes from crush, to acquaintance, to confidant, to friend, to best friend and person he's in love with. crowley's perspective is... well, it is the same, right? so why does he retrospectively suggest that it's something that it, by all accounts, wasn't? look, maybe crowley was in love from the wall, immediately fell for aziraphale when he told him about the sword - but that's not what's actually shown in the narrative, to the audience. so... if he did, did he even realise it? is that why he looks back on their history as being something that, as far as shown to the audience, it isn't?

the s1 flashbacks are all shown from aziraphale's perspective (why am i only realising this now) - mesopotamia, golgotha, rome, arthurian england, 1601, 1793, 1827, and 1941 all show aziraphale first. the scenes are all set up with aziraphale opening them. it's only eden, uz, 1862, and 1967 that show crowley first... and all of them are pivotal moments for crowley's character development, as well as the development of their relationship specifically. that they learn to confide in each other, then they learn to trust in each other, then they learn the extent of what they mean to each other, and then they learn (or acknowledge) the danger of them being together.

so actually - does crowley think that there's no plot to their relationship? or is it that by 2023, he counts on the fact that the plot has already happened? that the biggest problem they confronted in his view - the holy water and the breaking away from heaven and hell - has been resolved (see: it hasn't), and that they've now reached the happily ever after? rather than the fact that we are actually only just getting to the climax of their personal story? which is also likely the stage that aziraphale was at by ep5, and is considering that crowley, by the time of the confession, is still a chapter ahead? "you go too fast for me, crowley."

(christ i don't even want to know the word count of this answer)

and this is similar potentially to how aziraphale sees crowley own angel-to-demon-to-just-crowley development; that he thinks that crowley as a person would want to be an angel again, "just like the old times, only even nicer", because why wouldn't he? he's a good and kind person, why wouldn't he want to be restored to the station and to the place that - in aziraphale's view - inherently embodies that? heaven has been corrupted, and he could make a difference, but heaven was always meant to be the place of good... right?

well, once again, aziraphale is without data - he doesn't, presumably, fully understand why crowley couldn't ever become an angel again, couldn't set foot in heaven again (not in that capacity, at least). so the conclusion he draws absolutely misses the mark; thinks this is the long-awaited happily-ever-after for crowley, when actually crowley is perhaps a chapter or two behind. s2 has shown more that crowley is able to somewhat accept that he is a good person, but he still has a way to go before he fully acknowledges it, and reconciles that with the, we can only guess, full circumstances of his fall.

last point - so glad that someone else spotted the mirror of the beelzebub proposal in ep1 to the metatron proposal in ep6; i think i gasped when i realised the implication of that conversation between beelzebub and crowley!!!✨

[kayatoastkkat]

CALLED IT ITS FUCKIN RED EYED HYDE

also!! OMG THEIR VOICES CHANGE ALONG WITH THE EYE COLOURS CONFIRM?? NO REALLY YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME WHEN I TELL YOU HOW PAINFUL IT IS I CANT JUST SCREAM ABOUT THIS BECAUSE I WAS DOING HW IN FRONT OF MY FAMILY

Frankie really be embracing her inner anime villain, dramatic light/shadow effects and all ✨

IS THIS MF SERIOUSLY GOING TO JUST THROW A PUNCH IN FRANKENSTEIN'S FACE HOLY FU K

IT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN WANTING TO SEE SINCE CHAPTER 14 END. BUT. NOT LIKE THIS. but who cares i get to see them throwing hands :D

maybe Jekyll really can be scarier than Hyde. in full consciousness and awareness of his decision-making, he would be able to lie his way out of any mess he created. coupled with Hyde's strength? Frankie better start praying...

[auntiebogwitch]

The Heretic’s Psalms:

How to Use the Bible behind God’s Back

Hello, my little abominations! Hope this finds you well! I’ve been thinking as a witch who has her hand in many pots (i.e. devotee of Lucifer and Hekate, a huge love for Hellenism/Hellenismos, working with some folk saints, steeped in southern folk practices/traditions, having a complicated relationship with religion/Catholicism, etc.) It sometimes seems like my craft is (as my mother lovingly refers to me) “a menagerie of conundrums.”

I’ve used the psalms a lot in my practice. I love how effective they are, how beautifully they convey emotion, and also how ✨❤️‍🔥😫dramatic😫❤️‍🔥✨ they are. The fact that they’ve been used for thousands of years makes a lot of sense. However— as someone who is trans, queer, anti-capitalist, and vehemently against the church, it’s hypocrisy, and it’s numerous crimes against humanity that continues to this day—it’s hard not to feel like I’m going completely against what I’m preaching when I’m reciting psalm 91 and repeating “praise the Lord, He is my refuge…” or something to that effect. It’s been complex and awkward at times, but introspection is the Devil’s muse! (…just go with it)

Here are some of the ways I’ve shifted my thinking/praxis:

Using first person pronouns (I, me, my, etc.) in place of references to the Christian god. Very Luciferian, no? Hail thyself and all that good stuff. This can be tricky at times cause some prayers have sayings like “O God of my ancestors/of Abraham…” “Almighty Lord of Israel” and so on. It can feel kind of awkward if you’re declaring yourself the Almighty God of a country or of your ancestors (unless your ego is the size of the Hindenburg); so I omit those parts personally, but I don’t really use this method often anyway so *shrug*

Exchange the Christian god for another deity This has its problems for the above reasons as well; Hekate was not the goddess of Israel, Abraham, or who my ancestors prayed to, and to refer to her as such would be very historically inaccurate. You could use it like “O Almighty Goddess of Thessaly…” or whatever respective region your deity presided over. Again, I don’t use this method much personally cause it would be time consuming and feels awkward to me.

Change little to nothing, and shift your thinking to “I’m praying to my Holy Daemon instead of God” This is the method I use; it’s effective, simple, and requires very little to no revision of the original text. But this requires some context. The tldr of it is the Holy Daemon/Godself is the part of your soul that is the intermediary between the rest of you and the gods/holy dead. For more info read Etheric Anatomy by Victor Anderson (this can be extremely hard to find as it’s out of print) or any other book on the Feri tradition. When you pray to Godself/Holy Daemon, you are praying to the most divine aspects of yourself to intercess on your behalf. It’s much like praying to a Saint: you pray to them and they petition God for you; but in this context the Saint is “you.”

“Why not just use different prayers or make up your own?! Isn’t this complicated and takes more time and effort just to use this one book of the Bible?!?” —you ask as I plug my ears and make toddler noises, declaring that you are not my real dad. That’s not the point, you sweet little couillon, you. When you wanna work with both hands, shit can get complicated. In that sense, sometimes your methods do too!

Be well, y’all. Au revoir! Bon beni!

[vaudeville-moggie]

Silly little headcanons/theories for Magic AU Leo:

If Leo were to get her hands on a cloaking brooch she would definitely use her wind abilities to make her hair do that dramatic air wave like in movies

If she’s a Space Heroes nerd like in 2012 (since it’s based mostly on 2012 but not fully therefore the “if” is there) she would force everyone to help her act scenes out with “special effects” aka power chaos for the sake of The Arts

ur so right. She definitely starts doing the dramatic hair wave thing with her mask tails all the time after unlocking her powers. it's annoying.

In terms of recreating Space Heroes scenes, Raph would refuse (not because its dangerous but because he thinks its stupid and lame) Don also thinks it's lame but does it anyway. <3 best sib ever Also I tried to draw that one scene in every Space Heroes episode where the Wesley lookalike goes "what are we going to doooo" and Captain Ryan hits him, but it's Leo getting hurt while trying to slap Donnie, who can make themselves indestructible. i could not figure out how to do that and I did not want to draw Leo hitting her sibling that is not something I want to do.

in terms of them getting cloaking brooches,,, well, maybe there's some ✨cosmetic✨ magic out there

Did some sketches for this (don't mind how I can't draw people)

have I even posted these guys designs yet. lmao oh well.