#scene snippit

[non-cannon]

Today we mourned those lost to the battle, but tonight we celebrate our victory. While celebrating should make sense, I know that it can also feel wrong to be happy and celebrate in the face of so much loss.

And I know that sadness and grief are a part of life, and mourning those we've lost is unavoidable, but happiness, joy, love, and all the other good things are also a part of life. And living without those good things, going out of your way to avoid them out of a sense of guilt or shame, that's not really living at all.

And those who sacrificed their lives in the battle, they did so, so that the survivors could live. So that we would live!

So today we mourned their loss, but tonight we celebrate our victory.

Tonight we honor the sacrifices that bought us that victory!

TONIGHT WE LIVE!

[skinwalkingxana]

That prompt list was indeed JUICY.

So, if you reblogged it to have some...

7. “You not giving a flying fuck about me is all I’m seeing right now.” 

For whomever fit best. :)

YESSS I'm always accepting prompts! Thank you for sending this in, have some Post-Therinfal arguments with Cullen and my MCiT Marisol! (Hope this is ok! ^_^) Here's the link to the promptlist this is from

“You not giving a flying fuck about me is all I’m seeing right now.” Despite the pain in her throat, Marisol’s voice carried enough that it echoed off the mountains around them. They were some ways away from the encampment, but there was no doubt their argument could be heard by the others now, even with how deep into the tree line they were. Cullen wanted to have this fight? Fine. She hoped everyone could hear them.

“This has nothing to do with y-!” Cullen started, his hand falling to the hilt of his sword at his side, but Marisol interrupted him before he could finish. “Doesn’t it? Otherwise you wouldn’t have pulled me aside to have this argument!” Marisol jutted her chin up, making sure he knew she wasn’t going to back down. “I told all of you back in Haven what was happening with the Templars and Mages! I even told Josephine not to bother with gathering the nobles- ” “You could have told us sooner! “ It was Cullen’s turn to interrupt her now, his eyes practically glowing from how intense his eyes bore into her. “ We could have marched to Therinfall weeks ago and saved them all before they began taking Red Lyrium! Could have saved Lord-Seeker Lucius before Envy took over!” Marisol wanted to vomit at the mention of Envy, but her blood was boiling so hot in her veins she felt she could have taken on ten of it and kept going. She wanted to punch Cullen. There was no way he could be this blind, not after everything he just saw! “Envy was already masquerading as the Lord-Seeker way back in Val Royeaux! That damage was already done long before I got here!” “You could have told us before we sent you! You knew what Envy was doing there! We could have-“ “Could have what? Exposed an Envy demon in the middle of a large populated market? Run up to whatever Templars we could find and tell them they were following a demon around? You were one of them, tell me how you think that would have gone down?” Her words finally landed, albeit more roughly than she had intended. He turned his face so quickly away from her, one would think Marisol actually had punched him. Their angry huffs blossomed into vapor as it warmed the air in front of them, though his had begun to slow as whatever fight Cullen had left drained out of him. His shoulders had begun to sag, but she was still fuming. Marisol shoulder checked him as she attempted to pass, not caring that he was larger and in heavier armor than her. Instead of moving out of her way, he reached a hand out and caught her by roughly by her wrist. “Wait I-“ “Cullen, I swear to my God and yours if you don’t let go of me right now, one of us isn’t walking out of these woods alive.” It was an empty threat, both of them knew it, but he at least had the decency to let her go.

[alexandraundone]

[semataryyyy]

Sematary!!!!! You gotta be the best producer in the new underground scene I rly fw the new style of witchhouse trap u use on headlights n Benadryl angyl and the new snippit fright nite. The melody are always so heavy and emotional. I gotta ask also would you ever produce songs for other artists you fw outside of the mound?

Thank U So Much

I Want 2 Produce for Future

Otherwise Not rlly Primarily A vocalist Producer By necessity J easiest way to Make songs

[snippit-crickit]

Hiya Snippit! I absolutely adore your artwork, its such an inspiration to me!! Your colours, textures, and sheer energy and mood that you put into each work is absolutely fantastic!

I do have a question on how you make your backgrounds, whether it's a scene, abstract, or just atmospheric. I always seem to struggle with them myself, and I was wondering what tends to be your thought process for making them? Keep up the amazing work!!

Hiii thank you so much : D!!! Hmm i think what id reccomend is doing small color keys for stuff and using references : ]

for example- heres some styleframes for a student film ill possibly be developing and im basing it off deep sea photos

same goes for these color keys with moustache guy!! i took some reference photos of the nyc subway and some other metros, thought about how i want the tint change from pretty neutral to a ominous green

I think once you have a good color key you can think about the render,, James gurney has a really good book on color theory if you wanna check it out! also i am guilty of using overlays often, i used to think of it as cheating but now i think this is an aid and its here for me to use it as for other tips i reccomend drawing a grid and putting it in perspective, if theres a floor in your frame

you can delete it afterwards but it will help your brain on how to place things You can take it a step further if youre drawing an interior and draw a simple 2d room plan with a grid, stretch it in perspective and "extrude" it

Overall i also did a lot of studies so that mustve helped as well, if youre sitting in a place with your sketchbook, do a study of it! Pen and paper, its fun because you can look back atthem in a few years and remember how your room looked like or where youve been... Also if youre bored by studies you can draw them and put your character in them to make them feel more personal : ] Good luck!

[kaaaaaaarf]

So @moonysbookshelves is absolutely insane and created this incredible bind of the hatefuck series that has me on the fucking floor.

In the linked instagram post, she took a picture of the box/bind on the condom shelf in Shopper's Drug Mart, which aside from making me cackle, of course made me think of the scene in back when we were dinosaurs where wolfstar try to buy condoms. Since my mind was already blown wide, I decided to write a little extended version of that scene. This is for you, Rachel — you beautiful soul.

Snippit:

Eventually they do make their way to the condom aisle. Remus bends to pick up their usual box of Trojans, but Sirius stops him, noticing something unusual on the middle shelf. "Wait, what’s this huge box? I’ve never seen a condom package so big before.” “That’s what she said.” Sirius rolls his eyes, “Ha-ha, no, but actually. Do you think they’re on sale or something?” Remus turns the box over in his hands. “HATE FUCK by epicblueblanket. I don’t think I’ve seen these before."

whole thing is under the cut:

The doors to the local Shoppers Drug Mart swish as they slide open, blasting the pair of them with a frosty gust of air. Remus bends to grab a basket and they walk in companionable silence, hand-in-hand, passing aisles of various health and beauty products. Remus is just about to turn them down the aisle with condoms and lube, when Sirius suddenly pulls him in the opposite direction, marching toward the snack aisles like he’s on a mission.

"Important question, Remus. Why are chocolate baking chips always on sale for two dollars, but yogurt costs nine!?” he stops, turning toward Remus and presenting him with a bag from the shelf they just passed. “Why is this bag of KitKats eight dollars!? Why, Remus!? Why?"

Remus' face takes on a distinct look of panic. "Uh…Galen Weston?"

"GALEN FUCKING WESTON! Jesus."

His look of trepidation morphs into curiosity as he spins around, seeming to have just registered where they are. "Okay, remind me. Why are we over here? The condoms are not in the chip aisle."

Sirius gives him a blank look. "I need a snack for after."

"You need a snack for after we fuck?"

"Yes, obviously. It's an important part of the ritual. The rituals are intricate, Remus."

"Okay, well...I'd rather not think of our love making as a ritual, but sure. Add them to the basket."

"Can I get some Milk Duds?"

Remus sighs heavily, put upon. "Yes, okay. But grab that bag of KitKats, too."

"A rich man. I have chosen well."

Eventually they do make their way to the condom aisle. Remus bends to pick up their usual box of Trojans, but Sirius stops him, noticing something unusual on the middle shelf. "Wait, what’s this huge box? I’ve never seen a condom package so big before.”

“That’s what she said.”

Sirius rolls his eyes, “Ha-ha, no, but actually. Do you think they’re on sale or something?”

Remus turns the box over in his hands. “HATE FUCK by epicblueblanket. I don’t think I’ve seen these before."

“Hmm.” Sirius peeks over his shoulder to read the side of the box, “Ultra-Thin, Almost as Good as Barebacking…Flavours approved by Remus Lupin himself?!”

Remus drops the box as if he’s been burned, letting out a little squeak.

 “WHAT—I—I DIDN’T APPROVE THIS!!” he yelps.

Sirius picks up the box, breaking the seal and peaking inside. There are five, thin books, each designed like condom wrappers. He spins around to see if anyone is watching, but there's just a woman at the end of the aisle looking at Advil. “Weird, who put this here? And how the fuck do they know who you are?”

“This isn’t some elaborate prank you’ve pulled is it?” Remus has backed himself into the allergy medication behind them, boxes falling off the shelves as he presses himself against it in shock. The woman down the aisle tuts disapprovingly before moving into the next aisle.

“What?! No, of course not. I wonder what these books are about.” Sirius cautiously opens the first one, skimming what seem to be text messages between himself and James. He doesn’t remember sending these…he skips a few pages to a block of prose. “Sirius. Sirius, please. I need it—I need you to fill me up.” He was whimpering now and Sirius wasn’t sure he’d ever heard a more appealing sound.” His brow climbs higher and higher with every word. “I mean I do like when you whimper, but is this what we actually sound like?"

“Sirius, put it back, okay. I don’t know what that is, but it can’t be good. Let’s just go…”

He ignores Remus, who has begun tugging at his free hand urgently, “You’re such a dirty fucker." he continues, "You’re my dirty fucker, fucked loose. I’m gonna fill you up. You want that? — Oh my God, this isn’t even good. If someone is going to invade our life and our privacy they could at least make it sexy.”

“You’re offended? Someone is stalking us and you’re offended?!”

“I mean, I’m decently horrified.” he mumbles distractedly, eyes scanning the page. “Oh, why do I keep calling you a cunt? That’s so out of character. Like, please, mild-mannered ladies man by day, absolute cunt by night. — I’d never say that.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.” Remus frowns.

He points an accusing finger at his boyfriend, “That’s what you said in the story!” 

“Sirius. I’m not joking, please let’s just go.”

“Alright, alright.” He puts the box back on the shelf and jogs after Remus, who is now half way across the store, using his long legs to speed walk toward the exit. “No, wait! Remus! We need to go through the check out first.”

“Sirius…” he pleads.

Sirius pouts, “I need my snacks.”

Remus stares at him blankly for a long moment. Long enough that Sirius thinks he’s going to ask him to leave again, but instead he sighs, “We do need the condoms…”

“Right then.” Sirius grins, sending a salacious wink as he nods toward the self-checkout. “Come on you cunt, let’s go.”

Remus shudders, “Never call me that again.”

[mavkarants]

I didn't realize how politically, historically, and personally idiotic people actually were until I saw posts arguing about Jinx and her crimes in Arcane and the comments below them.

Before I knew people were idiots, but I always tried to be optimistic and thought it was due to propaganda, upbringing, and the sheer amount of things going on during wars and just in any historical event alone.

But no. People are just stupid. Their view of the world is so painfully clear when a simple ass cartoon like Arcane pops up. "Jinx is a freedom fighter, Piltover is the evil empire." 💀 Jinx is a crazy person who was blowing shit up because she kept going through schizophrenic episodes and panic attacks. The "freedom fighting" happened after a certain someone perished. And the show doesn't has a definite evil. It shows both sides having evil people and heroic people, the entire point is that no side is evil but both are blinded by selfishness to some degree that stops progress from being made.

Also did everyone just completely ignore how Zuan situation happened? How the power imbalance developed? Due to an accident, Zuan has poisonous gas released into the city. To which there was an attempt to clean it up by none other but Caitlyn's family! In the snippit of Caitlyn slowly turning into a dictator where she looks at her family's history, it legit says that Zuan must have fresh air. And in another, we have Jayce having to give counsel members perks to be fully accepted, denoting to the corrupt nature of Piltover with a similar scene with Silco where he had to poison the room with the grey to get the Chem barons to listen to him.

I mean come the fuck on. The parallels are right fucking there. Is Zuan the victim? Yes. But Piltover is not a Disney villain. Corrupt practices from BOTH SIDES prevented any reconciliation attempts made by BOTH SIDES.

Caitlyn was literally setting up a meeting with a counsel to fix the Zuan situation and have Vi, a Zuanite, testify what's happening. TO THE COUNSEL. Before Jinx blew the damn building up with Caitlyn's mother inside and kept making terrorist attacks. Which led to one of the strongest supporters of Zuan into a psychopathic meltdown of wanting to hunt down Jinx and not caring who she hurts in the process.

There are multiple characters in Piltover who have shown sympathy and desire to help Zuan, and most of which were turned off from helping after Zuan kept making terrorist attacks (though yes, one was orchestrated by Embessa.).

But this is not to say that Zuan is the issue. Piltover has the exact same issue with people fucking up the possibility of fixing the inequalities and rage baiting Zuanites into reacting negatively.

The real, and only, freedom fighter with a good head on her shoulders was Sevika. She was never a traitor. She just sided with whoever was best for Zuan at the moment. She had no issues doing all the work, all she needed was a poster boy (now girl) who would help her with organizing all of Zuan together to end the systematic inequalities that Zuanites faced. And she always stuck with the important shit. Not revenge. Not ego.

So, in short, the average person is an idiot who over identifies with Zuan and dumbs down the entire show to fit their narrow understanding of the conflict between the two cities and the deep relations between all of the characters.

[toomanythoughts2]

I've been thinking a lot more of Post-Klok Pre-Series Toki and I keep coming up with so many missing scenes on his development.

I've been really thinking on how Toki's role in the band, a lot of times, is the "younger brother" arche type, which is obvious, but there's also a lot of snippits in the show that really highlight just how ingrained it is in their mind that Toki was once a child or very young when he joined. In "Dethclown", Nathan yells at Toki to not run because it's wet (near the hot tub) when Toki goes to get the door for Rockso (also the whole, "I thought we agreed--no clowns?"/"No, we didn't agreededs on nothings. We all just yelled and then he was beaten. That was our conclusions." - Very older brother/younger brother argument) (Also, Skwisgaar telling Toki he doesnt have to overcompensate, that they'll all pay more attentions to him -- very older brother energy). In "Dethecution", Nathan tells Toki, "Toki you may clear the table when you feel it is time." How many times do you think Toki cleared the table as a kid when he was living in the apartment or wherever they stayed before Mordhaus was complete? Toki can barely cook (granted, he made chicken tenders in "Diversityklok" but this like a decade after the time we're talking about, so that doesn't count.) but the others do have a few skills. It was probably a chore of his while living with the band. In "Dethcamp", (which is arguably the most family dynamic-esque episode in the entire show) Nathan is seen picking up Toki's clothes, helping him pack for camp, gifting him something he knows Toki would like, and defending him from bullies. He also called Toki, "Little guy" when he said how much he misses him. Pickles is seen defending Toki from Skwisgaar and Murderface's bad talking, while Murderface and Skwisgaar rag on Toki because deserts always have to be made sugar free and they can't watch scary movies with him around. In the episodes where Toki gets wrapped up in Murderface's schemes, a lot of the hatred or aggravation from the other three, never seems to be on Toki, but more so Murderface. Like how parents get mad at older siblings for getting their younger siblings into stuff because they don't believe that the younger siblings would have done it by themselves. Like in "Dethsiduals", it's very clear that Toki is just along for the ride, even going against some of the things Murderface says while in court. All of this just screams that Toki is, unfortunately, still seen as this younger "child" because that's how the band first met him and treated him. Now on to the fun part!

I don't think that the band was overly parenting, they're still rockstars, they're still assholes. But this is a level of care and structure in the band that definitely shows that they did something to help Toki. Or things they they choose not to do if Toki was a minor when he joined.

For one, I've been really loving the idea that Skwisgaar had a very strict "No sex in the house if Toki is there" due to his own personal traumas with his mother. Toki did a lot of 7/11 runs with other band members or by himself if Skwisgaar brought someone home. Like, he would see Toki and a part of him yearned to be protect in the way he wishes he was protected. So, he did not have sex when Toki was at the house. Now, once he's 18, that goes out the window but Toki is now a legal adult and needs to deal with it.

I also like the idea that Toki did not understand a shower set up and was taking baths from the sink. Like, he would look at the shower knob and immediately freak out. He just wouldn't understand it. So, Pickles ends up teaching him the basics and Toki is so enthralled by it, he strips down immediately and gets in with Pickles still right there. (I see Toki as being very unashamed of nakedness) Pickles also helped him understand shampoo, conditioner, and basic hygiene using modern "gadgets" (deodorant in a stick or toothpaste from a plastic tube.) Pickles just didn't want another Murderface. 1 Murderface stank was enough for all of them.

Another idea that I'm honestly thinking about writing is Charles taking Toki to the mall to spend his first paycheck and going straight for the toys only to get overstimulated and freak out. Charles has to take Toki back to the car to calm down. When everyone comes back with their purchases, Toki is embarrassed that he didn't buy anything. On the way home, they pop a tire while getting gas, and the guys have to change it. Toki doesn't help (he has no idea) but he spots a store across the street from them and decides to go in without telling anyone. It ends up being a hobby store and a cashier spots him staring at the model plane, and starts explaining them to him. Toki has no clue what is being told to him, but likes the attitude of the man, so he buys one, plus some paints and brushes and other gear to go along with it. Charles rushes in after the purchases, slightly alarmed because Toki just disappeared. But Toki doesn't notice and is ready to go back to the car to show off his purchases. (Charles ABSOLEUTLY makes him hold his hand across the street and tells him to look both ways.)

I've also been thinking about what did Toki and Murderface's first scheme look like? Was it something really simple like Murderface using Toki to ask one of the guys if they could have Mexican instead of Chinese food tonight? Or was it something sneakier, like using Toki as a distraction to steal booze? Did Murderface teach him bad words with wrong meanings, and tell him to say them in front of the others? Did Murderface also get some hero worship from a very young Toki because he too played a guitar-like instrument? Murderface was probably a bad influence on Toki (they all were but...) with how to act in public, his view points on women and children, how to talk, how to have his form of "confidence".

Toki was probably never allowed to partake in interviews without Skwisgaar, Nathan, and Charles present. Skwisgaar to translate to Toki and Charles to make sure the questions were "within legal right to ask a minor". Nathan was there to make sure that their image was upheld and to intimidate the interviews from asking anything non-metal. But a lot of old footage of these interviews actually show Nathan doubling as a bodyguard around Toki from interviewers on his back and show him gently guiding him through crowds and away from people who keep asking odd things or just generally gave him an uncomfortable vibe. Nathan definitely has some kind of guidance/caregiving vibes when it comes to Toki. He does not do it to any other bandmember, just him.

Anyway, the band looks at Toki and they probably still see this version of Toki:

Ok, that's all :)

[doxiedreg]

sixth art fight attacka goes out to @snippit-crickit with their character scottie being scammed by my character dan and dear god...

this piece...

THIS PIECE!!!!

WAS SO HECKING CHALLENGING!!!

BUt I had a vision and by the gods if i wasnt going to follow it. I absolutely love scottie and the moment i read he was gullible and had bought a bunch of useless crap i just had to come up with a situation where dan would be able to scam him. So here is Scottie, on holiday to Auron city in the carribean, and he runs right into dan's trashcan of operation. Will he actually go ahead and buy this overpriced rock pet? I will leave that up to you but i thought it would be a fun lil scene. But by god I needed so many references for this piece (including taking a photo of myself for scottie's pose because finding specific poses is hell) and urban backgrounds are so not my thing. Decided to make it a lil more fun for me by adding 2 posters, a wanted poster of dan that dan tore off himself and an advert for King's casino, my character Thorn's property. It didnt quite entirely turn out the way i wanted but if i worked on it any longer my arm would fall of and i would have gone insane so it is what it is. Hope you like it though! Happy artfight every body! dont do what i do and render every art piece because you are going to murder your arm, ill probably need to take a lil break from drawing i do not want carpal tunnel no thank you

[non-cannon]

“God I love you”

“You love God?”

“No, I was saying I love you. If there was a comma in there it should have gone before the you and not after the God. I used God for emphasis.”

“So you were taking the lord’s name in vain?”

“I don’t think God is his name, I think it’s more like a title. I think his true name was lost or Yahweh or something.”

“You’re not supposed to use that name outside of teaching purposes.”

“...I’m starting to regret loving you.”

[princess-of-the-corner]

Re:Chloé and gifts.

A snippit from 'Control' a short fic of mine. Marinette accidently comes into possession of Chloé's amok.(Senti-Chloé) And in this scene is using it to 'skim' Chloé's thoughts/emotions/perceptions. Marinette is seated in her room focusing on the connection. (Bold text is Marinette's perceptions through the amok)

Another time she sat in the middle of her suite. More confident, Marinette had slipped further into the dive. What were these boxes? Gifts. What were they for? Me. From who? Daddy.

Marinette watched as her hands opened one, then another, then another. Faster they went as they opened. Packaging was cut, torn, and ruined. She opened box after box. Each one contained exactly what she had demanded. None contained what she wanted. She sat amid a pile of luxury so large it was possible to forget she was there.

Marinette spent the entire night stuffed between her parents. Video games, movie, dinner, she just didn't want to be alone.

YEAH

[rhonuscorner]

That’s so cute that Sun likes tea; would he enjoy any other beverages too, such as coffee for example?

Possibly! He hasn't tried coffee yet but he might like it.

Tea is the safest option Y/N can offer Sun with what they have in their kitchen in that moment, because for all they know the things we eat and drink with no problem (in most cases) could make Sun terribly sick or worse. Wouldn't want to accidentally poison him.

There's more to it than the little snippit I posted but it's a very cute scene and a little bit of a bonding moment between Y/N and Sun. I'm very fond of it <3

[scaryxkerry]

shining your flashlight at her seems to throw her into a frenzy. She lets out the most guttural, blood-curdling scream you'd ever heard. It was somewhere between  a woman and a dying animal.

You turn around and haul ass out of there you make it mabye half-way to the front door before shes on top of you.she grabs you by the waist and slams you face-first into the wall with enough force to knock the wind out of you,you hear the crack of your nasal bone echo through your skill and you feel the warm trickle of blood running down your face. You push yourself away leaving a red smear on the wall.

Your breath quickens and your heart races, you taste the metalic tang of  your own blood in your mouth as it gushes from your nose.

The woman lunges and you grab the arm that she held her knife in and twist it. She crys out but does not release her grip. With a snarl she headbutts you in the face causing you to stumle back your hands instinctively cluch your nose-if it hadn't been broken before you're sure it is now.

She holds her knife high as she lunges for you once more,you raise a hand in defense. You feel a sharp pain as the blade pierces your forearm. You scream as she withdrawals the blade and plunges it into your body once more.

I wanted to share this piece of an action scene from the fic im working on. Im very exited to share the rest its gonna be pretty long,my goal is at least 50k words. Since it isn't stated anywhere in the snippit this is you and kate beating eachother up.

Im very nervous since this is my first time posting any of my writing so be nice please.

[yzas-oc-blog]

What? Post stuff in a general chronological order? Actually write the story? Why do that when I can post a snippit from a scene near the end of the story with absolutely zero context?

Anyways, I wanted to experiment with using CSP screentones.

[serpentinesketches]

More for my GO Gladiator AU! I started thinking up what I wanted their first meeting to look like, and this scene popped into my head. I imagine the vibes here are much like the drunk "Dolphins!" conversation in S1 canon (you know the one). Very silly and good bonding time for these two :D

I'm not fully done writing it, but here's a snippit of their first meeting scene under the cut to accompany this art:

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The woman drags Aziraphale by the hand off into one of the side-rooms, pushes him down onto a small chair, and puts a knee up on the large, circular bed that is the main centerpiece of the room. She fixes him with the same amused look as before as she fiddles with the serpent clasp on her left shoulder, “So, tell me, what is it you really want? You have something specific in mind, I can tell.”

Aziraphale clears his throat, suddenly realizing they were very much not on the same page, “Ah, apologies my dear, I believe you’ve misread my apprehension earlier. I actually, um… Don’t? Want to sleep with you, that is.”

“… Eh?” The woman had seemed ready to accept most feasible answers to her question. This answer was not on the list.

“It’s just…” Aziraphale sighs, a fullbody thing, “It’s dreadfully boring, mingling around, talking about conquests and the like. And I’d much rather curl up with a good book. But I’m not allowed to just leave, there’d be… consequences.” Aziraphale shudders, involuntary, “That lot does not just send rude notes.”

Aziraphale shakes himself and blazes on, “I’ll compensate you handily though! Enough you shouldn’t have to work again tonight,” he pulls out his wallet, “assuming I remember the going rates for these things well enough…” he mumbles the last bit, more to himself.

He extends his hand with the money, offering it up, “All I ask is you stay in this room with me for a couple hours, and if anyone asks, we had a lovely time.”

“… Uh-huh.”

“I’m sure you could use the break, either way.” Aziraphale continues, to fill the silence, “I’ve never met someone of your profession who is not dreadfully overworked.”

Taking the money, she seems to catch up to reality and cracks a smile, “Well, yeah - you won’t hear me complaining!” She flops down on the plush circular mattress, melting into it. He hadn’t realized how precisely she had been holding herself until she finally actually relaxed.

“It’s kinda funny, I thought you’d have no interest in sleeping around when I first saw you. Good to know my instincts aren’t waning on me.” She winks at him - seems flirting is just a default for her, no matter the circumstances.

“Yes well.” Aziraphale wrings his hands, “I know it’s odd of me, but I simply have no interest in sleeping with people I hardly know”

“Certainly unusual, but not bad.” Her head tilts side-to-side as she considers this. She looks down, pauses for a beat.

“Well. Let’s get to know each other then – the name’s Crowley,” she leans up, extending a hand.

“That’s an odd name for a—Wait, no, you don’t have to-“ Aziraphale stutters, several thoughts getting caught in his throat while he attempts to voice them all at once.

Crowley laughs, but not a cruel laugh, more endeared than anything by Aziraphale’s stumbling. “I know, I know, I’m not trying to get in your pants. I just don’t want to wait here in silence, and you seem interesting.”

“Ah, well then,” Aziraphale takes her hand in his, ever so gentle. “It’s a pleasure. I’m Aziraphale.”

“Oh wow, really?” Aziraphale nods, sheepish. “Huh! Never figured I’d get to fake-bed someone of your renown – that’ll be a feather in my cap for sure.” Crowley continues, undeterred.

“Mmm, glad my ‘renown’ will be helpful to one of us” Aziraphale snarks, annoyance seeping through his normally reserved exterior. Crowley looks taken aback at his admission, but not wholly surprised.

There’s a moment of quiet, and Aziraphale remembers his other train of thought, “Oh! If I may, I don’t mean to be rude, but your name - it’s not usually a name for a lady…”

“Ah, clever man!” Crowley waggles his finger at him, “that’d be because I’m not one.”

“Oh! I’m so sorry, I should’ve asked- I just assumed-“

“Don’t worry about it, seriously.” Crowley interrupts before Aziraphale can apologize himself into a tizzy, “people assume, and I play into it intentionally.”

“Plus, I mean, it’s all made up anyway, the way I see it. Woman, man, whatever else, who cares. We’re all just human at the end of the day.”

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Hi, I would like to know how do I write a concert scene; should I include the lyrics of each song? (They're made up by me) The story has an omniscient narrator, but it's mainly focused on the female protagonist, and singer of the band in question. Thanks in advance for the help.

Portraying a Concert Scene

If you made up your own lyrics, you can definitely include them in your story. I would suggest showing snippits of the singing moments rather than having the character sing each song from beginning to end. You can show a line or two of the lyrics, then dip into exposition to describe what the character is doing, what the crowd is doing, etc., or switch to dialogue/interaction between other characters if it's appropriate. Then you could dip back into a later line of lyrics in the song. That way, it's not a huge block of text with your song lyrics. :)

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