#rereading this chapter and augh....

[burstfoot]

Muelsyse is so funny

[corfisers]

two weird things that happen to me more often than i'd like and feel like they are on the opposite ends of the same spectrum: forgetting that i do actually speak two languages and forgetting that some people who post here in english speak only english

[mirrortouchedsea]

(CW for Suicidal Ideation)

Hinata’s breath was heavy as he landed the final move of their act. The tinny music playing from their speakers went quiet and the audience clapped politely. It was always the same song and dance as the crowd moved on with their day. A few of them tossed some yen their way but otherwise it was time for them to regroup for their next performance. Yuta knelt down by the hat with some coins and bills sticking out of it, counting their earnings thus far. 

“Hey aniki! We might be able to eat well tonight! There’s like 3,000 yen in here!” Yuta exclaimed. The idea of a filling dinner made Hinata’s mouth water. Oh what he wouldn’t do for even warm noodles not from a cup. 

Hinata turned to grab the iPod from its place on the speaker, choosing the next song to play. He put the phone back and turned the volume up a little more to play over the evening rush. The music started and he and Yuta moved in unison around their little stage, taking in the crowd. There were some regulars that Hinata recognized, the businesswoman who was perpetually tired but always stopped for their performances and a few kids who looked up at them in awe as their parents were trying to usher them away. There were always new faces too, of course people traveled across the country all the time or took new trains or moved cities, but there was something different about the boy with the bright red hair at the back of the crowd. His sky blue eyes pierced straight through to Hinata’s heart and made him stumble when their gaze connected with his own. 

“Hey, aniki focus! We’re almost done, don't fail on me now!” Yuta whispered, carefully shielding Hinata from the crowd as he regained his footing. Yuta was always so quick thinking. Hinata got back to his position and finished up the routine, eyes looking for that boy he had spotted earlier. He half hoped the boy would come talk to them afterwards while they were packing up for the evening, but when he finally saw that shock of red hair, it was moving away with the rest of the crowd. 

Hinata sighed, disappointed. Maybe that boy would come back someday. There was something about him that drew Hinata in. 

Someone bumped his shoulder, drawing him from his thoughts. “Hey, aniki, are you alright? You seem out of it today.” Yuta’s hand rested on his shoulder and Hinata couldn’t help but smile. Wasn’t it supposed to be the other way around, the older brother checking in on the younger one? 

“Hey hey everything’s fine Yuta-kun, don’t worry about me. I was just thinking about that delicious dinner you’re treating us too~” He playfully pushed back on Yuta, the red haired blue eyed boy all but forgotten now. 

“Hey! It’s technically our money so I’m not treating you to anything!” Yuta scowled but the smile in his voice was obvious to Hinata. 

“Hehe, then dinner’s on me! Say ‘thank you aniki!’” 

--- 

It was a week before Hinata saw the red headed boy in their audience again. He had all but slipped his mind, but those striking blue eyes were impossible to forget. Yuta was introducing their next performance which allowed Hinata to take a better look at the older boy who had made his way to the middle of the audience. He was tall and what Hinata could see of his outfit seemed ill-fitting at best, along with a headband holding his hair away from his eyes. 

Hinata scrambled to his position as the music queued up and let his instincts take over. Every so often he found himself glancing at the red haired boy, trying to see what he thought of their performance, but his face revealed nothing. 

Why was he so focused on this one boy? It’s not like they didn’t have strangers who watched them sometimes, and none of them had caught Hinata’s attention quite like this boy. He really couldn’t be much older than Hinata, maybe 17 at the oldest. Was he an older brother too? The boy’s eyes made contact with Hinata’s and it took everything in him to not look away. 

Once again however, Yuta snapped him out of whatever trance he had been in and everything was forgotten. 

“Are you really okay aniki? You’ve been out of it a lot recently…” Oh how it pained Hinata to see the concern on Yuta’s face. Nothing was even really wrong per se, but Hinata was distracted nonetheless. 

“I’m fine, Yuta-kun. Geez, can’t your older brother have some peace?” His mouth ran faster than his brain and he immediately regretted it. Yuta’s face flipped through several emotions; hurt, confusion, exhaustion. It wasn’t like him to hide things from his brother, so why was he doing it now? “Whatever, let’s get some dinner. My treat~” 

“It’s our money!” 

--- 

The boy continued to make appearances at the twins’ performances on the street, becoming something of a regular but disappearing before Hinata could flag him down. Hinata wasn’t even sure what compelled him to want to talk to the older boy, but he wanted to say something. He had even noticed that the boy seemed happier and his clothes fit a little better, not like they were just the first thing he grabbed out of a donation pile. 

Finally, after almost a month of trying to say something to the boy, Hinata saw him walk up to their hat on the ground and drop a few coins into it. 

“Thank you!” He said, walking up to the boy. “Hope you enjoyed the performance!” 

The boy froze as if he wasn’t expecting to be greeted like that. There was a slight flush to his face. “I-it’s nothing, don’t worry about it. You uh…you were great?” The boy seemed unsure of how to reply, though Hinata was happy with the compliment nonetheless. Maybe… 

“What brings you here? I mean--agh, sorry! I just mean…I noticed you don’t have a regular schedule?” The words were practically falling out of his mouth and Hinata wasn’t really sure what they were doing. “Like you show up a few days in a row but then go three weeks without stopping by at all!” He was just digging a bigger grave for himself! Great! 

“Ah uhm…I’m not from around here.” The boy scratched at the back of his neck. Maybe Hinata should back off. 

“O-oh, yeah of course. Duh. Are you visiting family or something?” 

“Not quite. I really should get going though. See you…later?” 

“Yeah, see you later.” 

“Hey Aniki, are you coming or not? The food’s gonna get cold!” 

“Coming!” 

---

It was almost a month before the boy appeared again. In the time between, Hinata had come up with a million different ideas for what his life was like. Was he a delinquent who skipped school to hang out on the street with gangs (how scary! But he looked strong enough to fit in)? Or was he a runaway from a city far away, somewhere Hinata only dreamed of visiting like Okinawa? Maybe he had a bad relationship with his dad and ran away, a thought that Hinata hated to admit had crossed his mind more than once. Or maybe he just passed through the city on the way to somewhere else. That seemed to be the most likely option, especially if he couldn’t come very often. 

When the boy did finally show up again, Hinata had to hold himself back from practically jumping him after the performance. Something looked…different about him though. His eyes seemed more tired? Like he hadn’t been sleeping well. Hinata thought of a fight he had with his dad a few weeks ago that made it hard for him to sleep and thought maybe this boy was the same as him in that regard. 

Hinata decided to wave him down after the performance, hat in hand (they had done pretty well! It felt heavier than normal and even without counting everything, they’d probably have enough for breakfast too). 

“Hey! You look tired, are you--did you want to get something to eat?” Please say yes please say yes please say yes--

The boy’s mouth opened, then closed, then opened again. Did Hinata mess up? Oh he overstepped and now there really wasn’t any chance of getting to know him. Why was he so interested in talking to the boy anyway? Hinata had been asking himself that for a while now and he still had no answer. 

“I…I can’t. I need to go.” The boy turned and ran off before Hinata could ask more. He just kept messing up, didn’t he? Maybe he really was just a burden to Yuta and their dad and the restaurant owner. He shouldn’t have been born and Yuta would’ve been better off--

“Aniki! Sheesh, get your head out of the clouds. How much did we make?” Yuta grabbed the hat out of Hinata’s hand and quickly counted out the coins and bills. “Woah! We could eat a whole five course meal with this…” 

“Think with your head a little Yuta-kun. We’ve got breakfast paid for if we don’t blow it all tonight!” 

Yuta nodded before handing the hat back to Hinata. “So, my pick tonight?” 

--- 

Hinata signed the note, trying his best to keep the tears from dripping on it and smudging the ink. After his blunder with the red haired boy, he hadn’t shown up to their performances for over two months. Hinata was certain that he had messed up and was too forward. He didn’t even know the kid’s name! Why did he think the two of them could ever be friends? 

And on top of all of that, Yuta had become more and more distant from Hinata, as if Hinata just existing was dragging him back from his full potential. Yuta would have been better off as an only child and maybe Hinata deserved this life. Thirteen years living with their father, who had treated them as nothing but monsters, blaming them for their mother’s death and everything bad that had happened since, Hinata had resolved to run away. He’d make his way to the mountains and maybe he’d find someone willing to help him or maybe he’d slip into an endless sleep. 

Dear Yuta-kun, the letter had started. I’m sorry that I’m leaving like this, but I know that I’m just a burden to you. I’m sorry for that. I wish I had more to say but I just want you to be happy and maybe father will treat you better without me. I love you. 

The other letter, already folded and placed on the table, was much shorter, addressed to his father. 

Dear Father, I’m sorry I couldn’t be a better son. Please don’t take this out on Yuta-kun, it was my decision. 

The less words he spent on that man, the better. Hinata folded Yuta’s note and placed it on top before quietly exiting through the front door. 

---

Everything was cold. Hinata slumped against a tree, head between his knees in a last ditch effort to keep warm. Sleep should come soon and he could painlessly move on, at least that’s what he hoped. He barely registered someone approaching him, but didn’t look up. 

“Hey.” The voice was vaguely familiar, but where did he remember it from? A warm hand shook at Hinata’s shoulder. 

“‘M fine.” The words were barely a whisper. The other voice grunted before walking away. It was another minute before Hinata felt something drape around his shoulders and a cup shoved in his hand. Whatever was in it was steaming, warming his fingers. 

“Drink.” The voice said. And he did, the tea was very, very bitter. That voice… 

Hinata looked up, meeting a pair of bright, sky blue eyes. That’s where he recognized the voice from. Did he…live? In the mountains? The boy seemed to recognize him too. He was wearing a headband and what looked like very warm clothes that Hinata wished he had. Hinata finished the tea, trying not to focus on the flavor. It helped at least, in warming him up a bit. 

“Why are you here?” The boy finally spoke again. It sounded like he was unsure if he should be mad or concerned, or both, but he offered Hinata another cup of tea, which he accepted if only to warm his fingers up. He pulled the blanket closer around his body. 

“I…ran away.” Hinata looked downward, as if admitting this out loud was a cardinal sin. The boy gestured for him to continue. “I guess I just…I was dragging my brother down. I’m not really talented at anything like he is and I’m the reason our dad sees us as monsters. He shouldn’t have to deal with a brother like me.” Hinata wasn’t really sure why he was spilling this so easily. The boy was a good listener though, hanging on every word Hinata spoke. Was he shaking? He’d never admitted this out loud before and it felt oddly freeing to say it to someone. 

He waited for a response, anything to chase away the uncomfortable silence Hinata had created with his confession. He really fucked up, didn’t he. He should have just kept that to himself like he always did instead of burdening a stranger like this! 

“I…” The boy started, barely audible above Hinata’s racing heartbeat. “I’m glad you’re alive.” He sounded unsure of his words. Was he just trying to be nice? Of course he was, how else do you respond to a kid telling you something like this? 

“You don’t have to pretend.” 

“I’m not. When I saw you singing and dancing…I think I realized something--” The boy cut himself off, the suddenness of it making Hinata look up. A moment later he heard his brother calling out from the woods behind him. 

“Aniki! There you are!” Yuta tackled him to the ground, squeezing Hinata like he might just blow away in the wind if they weren’t careful. “You scared me! I can’t believe you’d do something like that!” 

Tears pricked at Hinata’s eyes again. “I’m sorry, Yuta-kun. I’m really sorry.” He buried his face in Yuta’s jacket. His nose started to run, from the cold or the tears he couldn’t tell. 

“You aren’t a burden to me. I don’t know what I’d do without you around Aniki!” Yuta pulled back, hands gripping Hinata’s shoulders. “Promise you won’t do something that stupid again.” 

Hinata wiped the tears from his eyes, sparing a glance where the boy had been. It was as if he had never been there at all and Hinata had just hallucinated the whole interaction. He looked back at his twin brother. “I promise.” 

“Now let's get you home and warmed up. Where’d you get this blanket anyway? It doesn’t look like one of ours.” 

“I…” The boy had been real, and he told Hinata he was glad he was alive (even if his explanation was cut short by Hinata’s brother rushing in). “I guess I just found it. There must be people living nearby or something.” 

--- 

The chatter of the night club died down for the night as everyone was getting ready to go home. Hinata’s feet were sore from running around, but it was satisfying to be back in a restaurant like this. It reminded him of his childhood working for the Chinese restaurant with Yuta. 

Rinne, the leader of Crazy:B who had wanted to get closer to Hinata, and by extension 2wink, slid a drink down the bar. It looked like a horrible mix of syrups and club soda, but one sip was all it took for Hinata to drink it all down. 

“Great job tonight Hina! You’re a real natural at this stuff.” Rinne was washing the other glasses behind the bar now as Hinata finished the rest of his soda. 

“Yuta-kun and I used to work in a restaurant so it comes pretty naturally to us!” 

“That so?” 

“Mhm!” Hinata slid the empty glass back to Rinne, who quickly dumped the ice and washed it before tossing the towel over his shoulder. The entire week they’d been working the club together, there had been something bugging Hinata at the back of his mind. “Hey, Rinne-senpai…did you ever watch our shows?” 

“Huh? ‘Course I have, vice prez wants us to work together so I’ve seen a few of ‘em.” 

“That’s not what I mean. I mean like…back when Yuta-kun and I did street performances.” 

Rinne paused for a moment. “Why’re you askin’?” 

“Oh, it’s nothing. You just reminded me of someone who used to watch them.” 

“Well I’m sure whoever it was is proud to see you singin’ and dancin’ on stage.” Rinne had come around the bar and stood next to Hinata, ruffling his hair. “Let’s get goin’ or I’m never gonna hear the end of it from Niki-kun.” 

[wriochilde]

you should listen to devour its reminding me of andrew and jay immensely and i listened to it just as i finished chapter 11 holy fuck

youre so so right oh my god

[acanthemp3]

this was supposed to be quick and fun how did it get so out of hand..... this is going to take for fucking ever to get to a good place but younknow what im having fun and thats what matters 🫶

[hirokiyuu]

what if i got really obsessed with hiroki again

[starrysymphonies]

OH MY GODDD IM DOING A BIT OF RESEARCH INTO THE FIRST BOOK OF TAG AGAIN BECAUSE I NEEDED TO CHECK SOME DETAILS AND IM LOOKING AT THE SCENE WHERE MICAH SHOWS UP IN THE ADVENTURERS GUILD AFTER GETTING KICKED OUT OF THE GOLDEN WAY

“He was carrying nothing and wearing the shabbiest set of Golden Way robes Zed had ever seen. They were faded and threadbare, the once-vibrant sunburst blanched from gold to beige. The former noble’s hair had been shorn since Zed had last seen him, cropped close to the skull. His face was dirty— had he been sleeping outside? Despite it all, though, he was still as handsome and arrogant as ever, and the full force of that aristocratic gaze was now leveled at Lotte.” DUDE. ZED. HES LITERALLY JUST COME BACK FROM LIVING ON THE STREET, A COMPLETE MESS AND YOU STILL THINK HES HANDSOME????

[starswallowingsea]

tatsumi in satellite....

[twowink]

shirt that says "i ❤ the themes of identity and humanity and lack thereof in 2wink stories"

[silvercrane14]

Oh god oh no the myf brainrot is back

[cinnamon-stccs]

I bro when I tell you I flunched when I saw this

WE ARE SO BACK BRO 🫣🤭🤭🤭😊😊😊🤭😊😊😊🤭 ITS SO NOT OVER

[biggiedraws]

thinking about joongdok in the early chapters......

rereading the orv novel and seeing things from yjhs perspective is so. augh. the first time you read it its soooo easy to trust kdjs perspective when he reads yjhs mind. his skill even tells him! "your understanding of this character is very high" surely hes interpreting him correctly :) then you read it again and realize how much kdj is filling in the gaps...... he expects yjh to be more callous, more jaded, more hardened than he actually is. hes been through 1863 regressions with yjh but this yjh is still only on the 3rd. and of course kdj learns this lesson himself much later on, but hes been misinterpreting yjh from the very beginning. hes just very good at justifying it.

this scene for example. (i am talking about the novel btw i just have. way more webtoon screenshots on hand. you understand.) kdj thinks it would be out of character for yjh to consider him an actual companion, so he rationalizes it. but once youre able to take yourself out of kdjs perspective, its really obvious by this point that yjh considers them companions??

he tested him with the sea monster (and waited by the river for 3 days for him to emerge, btw), and then again with the monsters in chungmuro. yes, he thinks about killing kdj quite a lot (out of caution) but its not like he ever follows through on it (something yjh from a later regression would be much less hesitant about). i havent gotten very far with my latest reread, but from memory - when hes paralyzed by poison he specifically asks for kdj. they fight side by side on several occasions, and specifically, kdj saves yjhs life multiple times. yjh criticizes him fairly often, but hes not needlessly cruel - just blunt. pointing out his flaws so he can work on them (and to keep him humble, lets be real). and of course, he desperately tries to save kdj when he gets blasted by 41!sys, and then flies into a mindless rage when kdj dies in his arms.

yeah, yjh isnt exactly upfront about his feelings, hes often off doing his own thing, and he gets PISSED when kdj manipulates him into doing his bidding (which happens fairly often in the early chapters) (he just wants you to communicate with him, damnit!) but like. its very very clear if you know where to look. and kdj DOESNT. but he thinks he does!!! augh i cant wait to get to the scene where they reintroduce themselves....... especially since its not like yjh knows kdj any better - he still thinks hes a prophet! there are so many levels of miscommunication going on here, but the important thing is. they care about each other. thats always what it comes down to, isnt it? they love each other. they want the best for each other. they would do anything to save each other. aughhhh orv.....

[altraviolet]

TEG: Megatronus-Soundwave fight detail

hello hello!

while rereading/editing TEG I remembered a detail that I had put in, which no one has ever commented about. I never drew attention to it though I think I meant to circle back to it towards the end... but maybe it can be sequel fodder.

Spoilers for TEG! 👇

the detail mentioned above ties into a slightly longer discussion of how Megatronus damaged Soundwave during their fight in Ch 11, which is something I've always wanted to do a mini commentary on

the specific body parts Megatronus chooses to destroy are done in a purposeful order

once Megatronus has gotten SW to the floor of the arena, in a position where he can't defend himself, he tells SW to yield. After every damaging blow, he offers SW the yield. but SW refuses.

after the first refusal, Megatronus goes for an eye:

Megatronus brought his fist down on Soundwave's left eye. It shattered, spewing blue. “Augh!” Soundwave's vision halved. The edges of Megatronus's sneering face and the arena above glitched in purple.

Side note: I debated structuring the fic around SW only having one eye the whole time in a way the reader wouldn't notice until a reread, and part of that being that his vision included purple glitches, but ended up discarding that idea.

Megatronus asks SW to yield. SW refuses. So he crushes SW's throat:

He shoved Soundwave's collar plating aside and gripped his throat, crushing its cords. “Yield!”

And this was the little detail I'd meant to flesh out in the fic: that SW's unique voice is due to the damage he sustained at this moment. in TFP we see characters talk about how their body parts can't be replaced. heck Bumblebee uses radio to express himself for the very reason that his voice is busted. so this fits with canon and is an additional explanation for why SW repeats others' voices rather than use his own, and moreso, when he does use it, it sounds strange to others (rainbowy/many harmonics/echoing).

but alas, I forgot to seed little inquiries about it to make it A Thing, and then to put the reveal in the Epilogue where SW shows Rodimus his face. it woulda been a nice thing to include, but I feel like putting it in now would be cheating, lol. but! I will learn from this experience and make sure to keep careful track of details like this in future work

[though, perhaps, it is better for SW's vocalizations to be purely the product of his personality, and not partially due to physical damage (????) a debate for scholars, not me, lol]

back to the arena. even with an eye crushed and his voice box destroyed, SW refuses to yield, so Megatronus goes for his face. SW is a vain, self-centered gladiator, so damaging his face and ruining his beautiful biolights is quite a nasty move:

Scraps of serrated metal sprang from Megatronus's fist like knives. He slashed Soundwave's face, severing the biolights in his cheek. They spurted fluid and flickered. Their light went out. “Augh!!” Soundwave had never felt deactivated biolights before. The pain was excruciating, even worse than the broken eye and the tentacles being ground into the arena floor.

side note: this bit is why SW reacts to Mirage disarming Skywarp in a far future chapter- Skywarp's knuckles extend jagged blades and our point of view character, Rodimus, notes that SW's shudder is the only reaction he has to Skywarp being disarmed. SW is remembering back to this time, when such weapons were used on him

the conversation then goes like this:

“Yield!” “No!” “Yield, or you will never fight in this arena again!” “No!” “Very well.” Megatronus snarled and gripped the base of the primary tentacle. He squeezed it between his fingers. With a roar, he ripped it out of Soundwave's frame. Soundwave screamed.

Megatronus gives SW many chances to yield before permanently disfiguring him and destroying his special ability. SW is incredibly stubborn and thinks he is superior, so he repeatedly refuses. he only yields when the most precious, important part of him has been taken away. He can't bear to lose another tentacle.

so there we go! wanted to note those things down somewhere. they'll probably go in the Compendium =)

thanks for reading!

[starrcrossrose]

hi! first of all I just wanted to say I've read all of your works and they are literally my fav rottmnt fics to exist :) second, do you know any good leosagi fics?

WAAAHHHH thank you so much! I have so much more I want to write and SOOOO many one shots just. Sitting in my drive 🤣 maybe I’ll post some to the public someday~. I’m currently working on an update for V!Leo AU too so I hope you look forward to that! Thank you so so so much for reading, it means the world to me that people like anything I write 🥹

Also YES YES LEOSAGI FICS. I don’t know like too many bc I’m very very picky, but I have two specifically that I love so much I keep coming back to them. They live in my head rent free~

Give me something that’ll haunt me when you’re not around by Taizi (I have reread this fic a horrendous amount of times but I just really love how it’s written; also it’s complete)

So In Love And Yet Nothing To Talk About by rosesofenvy (the visuals! The ideas! Soulmates! Augh! I loved this one so very much it was creative and excellent. Also complete!)

I have read some other ones that I also enjoyed tho too so I’ll put those below.

no refunds by bobtheacorn (this one is incomplete but I loved the honest approach to the big feelings first love can have at a younger age. I don’t know how else to describe it other than me reading it and going “oh yes that’s so similar to things I felt when I was that age and liking someone who liked me back” but it CAN get a little heavy at points. Most specifically in the last updated chapter so do with that what you will) They have a collection, actually, for these two so I’ll plop that here as well

When Worlds Collide by celestiangel (this one was very cute, I enjoyed it! It is also complete.

That’s all I have rn. There are a few others I’ve opened up to read but just haven’t started yet, alas. I’ve been writing a lot for myself instead xD Hope you like these!

[bustyasianbeautiespod]

Crystal, I feel like you mention a cool fic that I've never heard of every episode; would you be willing to make a rec list?

HIII YEAH SURE. the funny thing is that (given our recording schedule) grey finished ep6 three days ago and i'd been compiling a post-s1 fic rec list for him so i'm just gonna repeat some of those. this is NOT comprehensive it's just what's been on my mind recently and isn't on like the first 3 pages of the sort by kudos for a/c

Strange Pilgrims: Being the Account of a lost Angel, the Journeys of a Demon, the meaning of Free Will, of the Unravelling of a Prophecy, and of Being Unravelled by it in Turn by sousverre (T, 127k words)- love the writing style love the lore cried both of the times i read the epilogue chapters. p canon divergent i feel but it's like its own creature to me

gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder, I gained my freedom by noodlefrog (E, 10k words)- i call this one the vagina dentata fic that invented love due to how it's the vagina dentata fic that invented love

The Best of Times by indieninja92 (T, 2k words)- they have a Moment in 192 AD and it's very augh. have enjoyed other fics by this author also

Love's Such an Old-Fashioned Word by Lavellington (G, 2k words)- it's just nice

Not a Human AU by maniacalmole (G, 34k words)- makes me wail makes me ache. there's a ring also. i recommend checking out other fics by this author also

A Shifting Spectrum of Grey by PenroseSun (E, 21k words)- the premise is "two asexual immortal beings bumble their way into a friends-with-benefits relationship that neither of them actually wants" and it's very good

help me to say by dotsayers (T, 3k words)- i reread this one today and it's cute. they meet up in a nunnery

Live In Thy Heart, (Maybe?) Die In Thy Lap by larkthorne (E, 33k words)- ace crowley and allo aziraphale make it work

Coitus Interruptus with Paperwork by mountagrue (E, 4k words)- pwp marathon sex that is also so funny and so trans wish fulfilment

for the line is thinly drawn 'tween joy and sorrow by malicegeres (G, 2k words)- what if hanahaki was so funny

and three s2 ones

I would not ask (and neither should you) by mercuryhatter (M, 2k words)- GENDER. also they kiss in edinburgh

affection and other cravings by JustStandingHere (E, 29k words)- hellooo aziraphale and appetite

long distance by thingswithwings (T, 4k words)- I LOVE MISERY

also, the ones that i recall mentioning on podcast

a German song famously covered by 21 year old Wayne Newton in 1963 by spocklee (Not Rated, 13k words)- "Didn't Sisyphus ever get to fuck that fussy old boulder?"

follow me in merry measure by larkthorne (G, 2k words)- lesbian a/c dancing in 1946

A Glittering Instrument by malicegeres (T, 91k words)- crowley has a daughter kidfic

have a good day!

- Crystal :)

[odyssean-flower]

i want you to know that i am being fucking FED. FED. with the winding path of fate i like bounce in my chair when i see a chapter published i pass away and its the best neuvillette fic that's ongoing and is super just. augh. i keep rereading it. its FUCKING AMAZING KEEP IT UP

omg thank you for the kind words! it makes me so happy whenever people say they reread the story or look forward to the next chapter bc i always worry about whether or not people would want to keep reading considering how it's not a very dramatic or very exciting story!

i will keep working hard to not let all of you down 🙏