#this is EXACTLY crowley's style okay

[davidtennantgenderenvy]

No shade but I wish the good omens musical were written by will wood

[jenchan-writingmultis]

I love your writings! Can I ask for oneshot with Vil and fem!Reader who is a prankster, troublemaker, is in Pomefiore, has a chaotic personality (something like Floyd mixed with sassy Epel's side). Her fashion sense is questionable by vil because she loves streetwear fashion (especially baggy clothes). Her unique magic lets her turning into anyone (ofc without getting that person's unique magic but imagine the moment when she turns into Neige to make vil's blood boiling)

Fluff/crack, kinda enemies to lovers, sfw (eventually A BIT suggestive)🤭

Beauty in Chaos

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A/n: hoooh this was a tough one! I hope you like it Anonnie! Hopefully, I hit the right spot for this reader! This wasn’t my best work, but I still hope you like it (╥﹏╥) Thank you so much for the request! Credits: The line breakers are from Kaomoji dividers!

Warning: SLIGHTLY suggestive, a bit of angst, mostly fluff. Rough Vil.

Reminders: Ma poupée is a French term of endearment that means "my doll". Masterlist

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Vil was confused, no he was outright appalled, not only was someone far from the vision of Pomefiore itself assigned to his dormitory, but you also didn’t even have an ounce of decency during the ceremony! Your clothing was ragged, not maintained and you had the audacity to tie the ceremonial robes like it was just some pajamas, he truly didn’t understand when the mirror said that your soul belonged in “Pomefiore”.

"Huh, didn't expect the Pomefiore dorm to be so fancy,” you walked toward Vil, offering him a lazy smile as if you hadn't just insulted him. He glared at you, then grabbed your robes, causing you to squeak in surprise. he began tugging and tying your robes properly. "Hey!" you whined, trying to push him away, but he continued fixing your "style" or whatever fashion disaster you had made of the robes.

“Stay still, you’re going to make this worse for yourself” he was fuming, with finishing touches he finally lets you go, making you huff. “Not cool dude.” you said before pouting.

“Dude?” Vil’s eyes narrowed on you, “From this day forward, you will call me Vil, or housewarden.”  he fixes your hair, his fingers brushing your forehead, making you jump back a bit. The way your “housewarden” randomly touched people made you think he might be a weirdo.

“Okay, ‘Vil,’” you huffed, rolling your eyes, which made Vil angrier. He was being lenient with a fresh potato like you, but you seemed to be testing his patience. “Enough, you’re going to need training. Your behavior and style bring disgrace to Pomefiore’s name.” Hearing that, you pouted further. What exactly was wrong with being a little bit laid back? This guy was bonkers.

Before Vil could grab you to drag you with him, since you clearly didn’t want to cooperate, a tall man with a bob haircut stepped between you and Vil. “Roi de Poison,” he called out, his smile unwavering and affectionate. “I believe Ma poupée could learn a thing or two from your gracious self, yes?” His calming words instantly soothed Vil’s anger, prompting Vil to raise an eyebrow at Rook, and signaling him to elaborate.

“She’s just new here. With your guidance, she could blossom into something magnificent,” Rook continued, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Every freshman here has an eye-catching appearance and soul, as the mirror itself has said. You wouldn’t want her talent and appearance to go to waste, right?”

Vil pondered this, his gaze shifting back to you as Rook looked at you as well. Both men examined your face, then glanced at each other, seemingly communicating through their eyes.

While your style was a jumble of mess, you had a cute face, and he’s curious how you would survive, considering you’re a special case in Crowley’s book. “Potato” he signals you to follow him as he calls the other “fresh potatoes”.

Walking behind him, Rook patted your head, leaving you feeling confused. You looked up at him as he winked, his expression reassuring. “Forgive Roi de Poison for how he treated you earlier; he was on edge because of the ceremony,” he assured you, his gaze drifting back to his housewarden. “I hope to see you shine as brightly as he does, Ma poupée,” he continued. You didn’t quite understand his manner of speaking with all the French nicknames, which you didn’t bother trying to decipher. Nonetheless, his words were encouraging, so you thanked him sincerely.

You didn’t expect such a blatant display of hostility infront of you for a first day, watching as he had the freshmen along with you in one line, you thought that the Housewarden of Pomefiore looked so weak, all dainty and feminine but you guessed wrong since he held such authority, and the way he manhandled you earlier got you excited a bit. How strong, you want to push him to his limits.

The moment you got into your dorm, you were surprised with how huge the place is, tidy, neat and gorgeous, the aesthetic colliding with how yours, the way that Vil fixed your outfit was uncomfortable too, the waistband being too tight around your waist while the outfit was too… stuffy for your taste, sneakily undoing it a bit, you thought that Vil wouldn’t notice since he was busy giving some kind of dorm rules speech or whatever that is.

“Potato” he calls out, you continued to loosen up your outfit, not even thinking that the “Potato” he was talking about was you, till you heard light footsteps and a figure looming over you, that got you to jolt and look at him surprised. “Wha-"

“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked, all your rustling was distracting him. Great another confrontation, you smiled, “Uh, I dunno, I’m fixing my robe?” you answered, continuing your fixing, which in Vil’s eyes you’re putting it back into the style he didn’t like so much. “Is that so?”

The other freshmen were looking at you, sweat dropping while some remained silent and waiting for what Vil will do. “Your display of disobedience displeases me” he said as he smiles, a smile that got you stopping your endeavor, “After you finish “Fixing” your attire, please come meet me here after every freshman including you, has settled in their rooms.”

Extra lessons great, you’re not quite sure why Vil seemed to have hyperfixated on you, all you did have a “unique” style! The other freshmen along with the second years give you pitying look as you settle in the room you got, usually two people share the room, and lucky for you, you got to share it with your new friend, Epel.

“Dude,” he called you out, frowning, “He’s targeting you” he says worriedly, as he takes all his possessions out, while you on the other hand, didn’t bring much but necessities and a Gameboy that your guardian decided to put in your bag in case you get bored. “I can handle it,” you declared with confidence, as you sit down on the soft cushion of your bed. “Plus, it ain’t just me, you’re targeted too” you teased which cause Epel to stiffen up.

“He kept rambling about being the “poison apple” or something, he’s such a…” Epel stopped himself which made you laugh, however, that little moment was stopped abruptly when a knock at the door was heard.

“Vil said, it’s time for your training, come on out” A second-year student calls out as he walks away, expecting you to follow him, which if you didn’t, Vil would be dragging you out of your room, you stood up, Epel gave you a sad look before you pinched his cheek. “You’re making it look like I’m gonna get sacrificed to a demon”

“You are though!”

“shush” you laughed before walking out, Vil was sitting down on an extravagant couch, teacups on both sides and an intricate teapot in the middle. “Come, sit” he invited you to sit down obediently not taking no for an answer, and by habit, you seemed to have sat down with your legs wide open, an unbecoming display for a Pomefiore student.

“Close your legs” he places the teacup down, for your first day you disappointed him multiple times now, why must he teach you every etiquette that was supposed to be learnt during elementary?

“No,” you snide, somehow, his aura from earlier vanished and he just looked like a snappy mother. You placed your feet on the glass table, wanting to piss him off further.

Bad move, before you even placed your legs up, a firm surge of magic encircled your legs, keeping them suspended mid-air. An angry Vil using his magic to keep you from staining the table; He stood up abruptly, forcing you to lower your legs on the floor, grabbing your cheeks as he forced you to make eye contact with him.

“It seems like you don’t intend to learn and respect the rules under my authority” he says, stiffening up you tried to push his grip away from you, but it was firm, it didn’t hurt per se, it was just… rough.

“Hey, let me go” you squirmed causing him to lessen his grip on your cheeks, it was squished making you look like a pufferfish, and that accidentally activated your magic, causing a little poof as Vil pulled away, eyes widening as he sees the face of Neige, staring back at him with the same surprised expression. “Sorry- I didn’t mean” you said, as you tried to turn back, to no avail, your unique magic doesn’t let you since it’s the type of magic that you can’t just turn off, Vil who looked like he just saw a ghost. “What is your unique magic?” he asked, distancing himself, unnerved by the uncanny resemblance of your face to his enemy. You groan, you were gonna use it to leave the dormitory sometimes just to roam around the campus by yourself, it sucks you already got caught, first day too.

“My unique magic turns me into another person that the other despises” you explained, scratching the back of your neck before you realized who you just turned to. “Wait” you looked at your current form, noticing who it was, you looked at the glass table, before stifling a laugh. “You despise Neige?”

Vil on the other hand seemed to not be having any of your shenanigans, this was your first day and you were already trying to rile him up, thrice.  “Do not do this to me” he warns as he clicks his tongue, your power was quite useful, you could work as a stunt double in movies. “Wow, Vil, I didn’t expect you to despise your rival this much though” Walking closer, you fluttered your eyelashes on him, it was a taunt, the face of Neige going closer to him in such a way made his blood boil.

“Come on, Vil-san” you teased him, using the voice of THE Neige Le blanche and the nickname you usually heard from Neige whenever they were together for an interview, and that made him snap, grabbing your collar, he pulls you closer to his face, his gaze on you cold, you could feel it piercing through your soul, its actually scary.

“Your pathetic excuse of wanting to be friends with me will not work on me” he murmurs, you froze a bit, noticing  how he clenched on your uniform, you immediately knew that he wasn’t talking to you but rather the person who you morphed into, feeling guilty you held  his hand, luckily your unique magic finally decided to get you back to your original form, you pulled him into a hug, unsure what to do as you rub his back.

Vil didn’t pull away, he stiffened up at first before he melted into the hug as he squeezes you a bit, an odd gesture, well it was odd for him to lose composure over a freshman.

“I apologize” he murmurs, he still wanted to continue hugging you, however, you two were in the living room, anyone can come and stay there in any moment, so he pulled away, fixing his uniform.

“It’s fine dude,” you said, smiling at him, trying to ease the tension, “We all got our moments, my bad that I triggered something in you” That wasn’t your intention, you didn’t want to see that again considering how upset Vil looked when you transformed into Neige.

“Dude again?” he sighs, although this time he wasn’t angry, maybe all that anger burst out when you shifted into someone he least wanted to see.

“Come now, it’s not bad, dude fits you! Or do you prefer dudette?” you joked as you jabbed his ribs a bit, he groaned before grabbing your head. “Behave” he scolds you, and that precious little moment was broken when Rook came, almost like he was going to cry.

“Magnifique display of affection and friendship! Roi De Poison! Ma poupée!” he says, jumping to both of you into a hug, you jolt before grunting as you laugh, hugging him back while Vil looks less inclined to hug the other back.

“Rook, unhand me” he says as he pushes the man gently, getting him to let go as he fixes his uniform once again. “Seriously” he says disappointedly as Rook smiles at him apologetically, “there is beauty in chaos Roi de poison” he continues, crossing his arms., “I’m sure you two would get along”

All of that happening in just the first day was impressive, you were quick to befriend Vil, although it was more like a frenemies type of friendship, you always end up making his head ache whenever you do things that made Pomefiore look shameful, like eating loudly, planting your legs on the couch when you go back to your dorm.

Christ! When he went to check on you and Epel’s room it was a mess! The pillows on the floor and the blankets too! Disorganized shelves, that day he forced you and Epel to wake up at the crack of dawn just to start deep cleaning your room.

Grumbling as while you were half asleep, trying to fix your bed, it was a task you purposefully did slowly, and Vil was starting to get angry as he grabbed your pillows placing it on the bed, “Why are you so slow?” he asked, pointing at Epel with his eyes, “Look at him, he finished  in just 30 minutes, you’re barely cleaning”

Hearing that you smirked, bumping your shoulders to his “I have the great Vil Schoenheit in my bedroom, do you think I’d let that chance slip by?”

You swore you saw his cheeks heat up before he went to grab the rest of your “Things” if you even call it that, “Do not test me potato, I’m not easily swayed by sweet words” he says as he puts your stuff in the drawer, looking at Vil, you do notice how attractive he was, a few months ago, you wouldn’t even give it a thought, you saw him as a mother hen cause of how endearing he was, attentive but strict, all that jazz.

Seeing him in a different light though, you can tell why a lot of his fans always thirst over him, fair skin, tall, rich, and smart, is the definition of a perfect catch.

Noticing you looking at him, he couldn’t help but chuckle, he knew that gaze all too well, a stare that his fans often give him, although he wouldn’t be fazed by it, this was the first time he saw it on you.

“If you keep staring at me like that, I’m gonna catch a cold” he teased a bit, standing up before he pushed your head down, he felt a bit flustered with the way you stared at him, so he had to. You whined a bit before grabbing his wrist, “C’mon I was just admiring your beauty” you protested, which made him chuckle. “I know”

Despite your differences, you two were getting along well.

Word Count: 2,676

[yulin-pop]

⤷ ✧ The Trapped Princess of Twisted Wonderland

Fem reader

- order 69 | ramble??

Note: I did not check for mistakes and this is a bit of a mess. I’m not sure if I should continue building onto this AU just let me know if I should

➯ Trapped Princess of TWST Chapter 2

It looked rather grand. Despite your size, the bed you laid in was gigantic. The other pieces of furniture were just as expensive and well crafted as your bed.

You rolled out of bed, even if you’re tired that rush of adrenaline gives you some energy. You start tearing up the whole room like a maniac.

This is definitely not your world. You want to go back to all your friends and your old life! No magic, no overblot, no life threatening situations!

While frantically searching for some sign of anything that gave you a hint of where you are, there’s a book with big lettering.

The Diary of [Name] Empritha, it read.

It’s not your last name but the first name is yours. You open it up hastily and analyze with the upmost attention.

[Name] Emprithea, is most definitely you. Your hand writing is exactly alike. But the style of writing is much more defined.

It goes on about stuff like parties, suitors, dresses, and debuting in Royal society. A bead of sweat rolls down the side of your face.

The mirror… did it lead you into a dimension to where you are a princess?

Maybe you shouldn’t trusted Crowley. He probably half assed his research and just assumed this would be your world. It’s not!

But it makes no sense, it’s your name. Is it a coincidence?

You didn’t have time to think about it when there was a knock on the door.

“Lady [Name], is everything okay in there?” You drop the diary and look around at the mess you created out of panic.

“Ummm… Why, yes of course!”

After shooing away the person at the door. You picked up the diary and read through every last word.

[Name] Emprithea is the first princess of the Empadious Kingdom. Your father and mother ruled over the kingdom. You have one older brother, the first prince, that came from another mother. Judging by what was written, he did not like [Name] Emprithea. She wrote about times where he would shame her in public or make cruel suggestions of marrying her off to some random noble:

Written not too long ago, he left the kingdom for diplomatic matters. Well you won’t be dealing with him for a while.

You read the few most recent pages and it said the girl was going to enroll in school soon. But the school wasn’t for just anyone, it was a school called Night Raven Academy. A school only for people gifted with magic. Most people with royal lineage have the gift of magic. Or people of the higher rank. There are commoners that have magic, it is no rare occurrence actually.

Well, that sounds familiar! You were convinced Crowley sent you to the wrong place and put you into a world where you’re royalty.

And it seems that you’ll have to relive the Night Raven experience all over again but as a rich kid.

You did your research and asked around to learn more about this world. The servants were thrown off by your sudden interest in geography and other kingdoms but answered your questions as best as they can.

There are seven kingdoms that have all been in arms at peace with each other.

* The Queendom of Roses is ruled with an iron fist by Queen Rosehearts. From its very beginnings, the land has been controlled by primarily women, with few times a king has taken control. Gender roles do not exist in the Queendom of Roses. The next in line for the throne is the genius boy, Riddle Rosehearts. The Queen flaunts his advanced magical power and his high intellect. Though some believe it is not necessary, the prince attends the most prominent school for magicians, Night Raven Academy, to further enhance his knowledge and ability.

* The Sunset Savana, or better known as the Everglowing Pride Lands, is the land of where most animals and beastmen live. The land being ruled by its newest king Farena Kingscholar. Ever since he had taken control, the land has been very peaceful. Cheka Kingscholar is the next king in line for the thrown. Though before he was born, it would’ve been Leona Kingscholar, the younger brother. He is beautiful like his mother, leaving the girls fawning over him. Though he has never shown interest in getting married even for political purposes. He doesn’t make many appearances in important events anymore. The prince attends Night Raven Academy, rumors are going around he plans to be apart of the army of the Sunset Savana after coming back. Only speculation.

* Living in the ocean, merfolk of all kinds live in Kingdom of Atlantica. The Atlantica territory is vast and has many wonders. The Royal Family has many children, the fifth prince is the most popular simply for his looks. Prince Rielle has a beauty like none other. Not only that, he is infamously kind and generous. He makes friends with everyone he meets! He’s made friends with Eels, Seahorses, anemones, crabs, and octopi. Prince Rielle attends Night Raven Academy. Though not a top student, he is learning the ways of humans.

* The Scalding Sands is a place very different from the rest. The climate is different as its well a desert. The Asims rule the land and are highly looked up to. The next in line to be the ruler would be Kalim Al-Asim. Still very young and unable to take the responsibility, he’s going through his education in Night Raven Academy. He possesses magic, after all! He has a heart of gold, his love for his people knows no limits. He will surely make a good ruler.

* The Shaftlands territory is vast and home to many people of many cultures and backgrounds. There is a Royal family that has strong magical abilities running through it. The magical powers is how the Schoenheits arose to power. The Schoenheits used their magic to assert dominance and assist other people. Most above all, they look up to the Evil Queen for her hard work which intially inspired the Schoenheits. People all across the land look up to them. Vil Schoenheit is known for his beauty and earnestness. He attends Night Raven Academy and when graduating he will continue his duties as the next Queen.

* The Island of Woe is not connected to any empire or kingdom at all, but is supported by all for its technical advances. It is an underground business that works towards advancing the world as a whole. S.T.Y.X. is highly valued for its studied of blot, very similar to what it is in the canon universe. It has connections to the prominent Royal Families that specialize in magic. The one that will eventually run this organization would be Idia Shroud. His parents already make him run the entire thing since he was thirteen because they always believed he would be great for S.T.Y.C. He is currently attending Night Raven Academy, despite not needing the education.

* Briar Valley is ruled by fae and fae exclusively. The current ruler is Malefecia Draconia. The Draconia Family takes after the infamous Maleficent in appearance and magical power. Briar Valley is still very much like the canon Briar Valley. It doesn’t have many technical advances and relies solely on everyone’s magic. The Draconia name is known to every person in Twisted Wonderland. Malleus Draconia the youngest in the family and is the crown prince of Briar Valley. He attends Night Raven Academy simply by obligation.

* Empadious Kingdom, or perhaps better known as Ramshackle Kingdom, have a history of its buildings that date back millions of years. Despite its age, the buildings still stand tall and give off a unique aesthetic. It is one of the smallest nations on the map however has a reputation. It is where [Name] Emprithea was born and is the first princess of the kingdom. [Name] Emprithea will soon attend Night Raven Academy. It was not always co-ed but changed due to pressure from many of the other nations.

* Night Raven Academy, a mixture of Royal Sword and Night Raven. (I just combined them for the sake of making things easier) It is a top class school you have to pass a test of magic, endurance, and intellect in order to get in. Each student is carefully picked by the faculty. In total, the school has about 1,000 students and 200 more every year. The school has a history dating back to millions of years ago. It was once two separate schools then combined.

[goosetooths]

maybe you just haven’t seen it yet, but you didn’t post about it and im curious so… how’d you feel about gomens 2?

also i LOVE your art style!!!

AAH HI! thank you so much!! i've watched it and i LOVED it for a great number of reasons. i just wanted to get through most of the initial shock and awe and drawing frenzy before i said anything. my thoughts below the cut!

OKAY SO.

i loved it. yes, even the ending. i know it's sad and awful and not what we wanted, exactly, but it's so deliciously complicated that i can't help but love it. things didn't work out for them right away. they're canon, and queer, and deeply in love, and instead of a perfect happy ever after, they're going to get to grow and learn and continue to be beautifully complicated characters that have problems they need to work through.

aziraphale is going to have to grow enough to cognitively choose crowley, something he's struggled with on and off throughout all of time. crowley is going to have to figure out who he is without aziraphale. i think this separation will make their eventual reunion just that much better. i think that through this pain, they'll become the best versions of themselves that they could possibly be for each other before they settle in for an eternity of loving one another above all else.

that being said i did weep at crowley's confession, at the kiss, at the Divorce(tm). it's fucking DEVASTATING. i know we're going to get our happy ending eventually, though, so i'm choosing to see this as an opportunity to watch these characters i love just. cognitively CHOOSE one another and decide to be together forever.

i for one trust neilman to deliver us unto the south downs cottage eventually, so i am going to revel in the angst and the many many ways they can move past that angst in the meantime. i'm literally writing a fix it fic right now hdjchhdjd

other thoughts:

1. i wish it had been longer! so much happened so fast and i wish there was a bit more breathing room but what can you do

2. LOVED muriel, LOVED nina, LOVED maggie. loved how maggie and nina were also nuanced queer characters who didn't automatically get together happily and acknowledged that they need to grow and change before they can be together. but they also acknowledge that they do want to be together. very sweet!!!

3. jimgabe was very funny. loved him. loved him and beez and i'm happy for them theyre sweet !!!

4. the minisodes were SO much fun. i loved all three and i'm so glad we got them :^)

5. thE LAUDANUM BIT LMAO. i love crowley off her head on laudanum

6. turtleneck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

7. just generally loved that azicrow were allowed to be very goofy and very visibly in love and touchy this season. it was incredibly sweet and made me VERY happy and Almost makes up for the devastation of the ending. all crowley's little voices and goofy movements were so endearing, and all aziraphale's little longing looks made me want to throw up (affectionate). also protective crowley!!!!!

i have many more thoughts and could probably go on forever and ever and ever and ever (and ever and ever and ever) but i'll save 'em for later. i also buy into the coffee theory. okay bye

ps. if u have fix it fic recs pls send em my way :^)

[joycrispy]

leah i trust your judgement, good omens fic recs? 👀👀

Aww, thank you!! I appreciate the vote of confidence. xD

H'OKAY so bear in mind that I am basically brand-new to the fanfic side of this fandom, so, I don't think any of my recommendations are going to be news to anyone who's been here since 2019 or earlier.

That said, these are my favorites so far:

Factory Settings by Anonymous. 107k words, 60 chapters (and written in just two weeks last month, insanely enough).

I've recced this one before and I'll do it again, because it's an absolute blast. Premise is that Crowley DOES end up coming with Aziraphale to Heaven, but turning back into an angel has the unexpected side-effect of...well, restoring his factory settings. Meaning he is exactly the angel he was, with no memory of the last 6000 years. And things begin to unravel from there.

This fic is what finally sold me on Ineffable Bureaucracy, by the way.

Be advised that this IS a Crowley-was-Raphael fic. Since I know people tend to feel strongly about that. And it does apply some of the tropes that Raphael-deniers (and me, despite being a mild Raphael-truther myself) usually dislike. But the whole thing is just so damn impressive that, in this case, I'll allow it. xD

Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach by Nnm. 99k words, 16 chapters.

I'm sure everyone already knows this one, but hey, a lot of my followers seem to be brand-new fans, so maybe I can pass the good word along. The POV character is Aubrey Thyme, Crowley's psychotherapist, as she helps him try to unpack all the trauma of...being Crowley. It's basically one long hyper-intensive character study, and it rules.

Bark Dust by rfsmiley. 8k words, oneshot.

This one is just gorgeous.

It's Aziraphale's POV, set during the Saxon Wars. In battle, Crowley gets run-through with a blessed sword, and the effect is the same as being exposed to Holy Water, but much, much slower. So, you know. Agonizing. And neither he nor Aziraphale can heal it.

...I don't want to spoil anything, but. The way this is resolved actually made me stop and put my face in my hands. It's terrible and beautiful and poignant as fuck.

Highly recommend, with a content warning for gore/descriptions of makeshift surgery.

This Soul Outstreaming by Rend_Herring. 22k, oneshot (essentially a novella).

Okay I won't even front with you. This one is my favorite.

It's Aziraphale's POV, following their relationship across human history, in the style of the show. It's also absurd and wry and heartfelt in the style of the show. And, though it was written in 2019, elements of it predict Season 2 with an eerie degree of accuracy.

The through-line here is specifically the development of their physical intimacy, so, heads-up that this is absolutely Porn-With-Plot. But, in like a

kind of way. Quite literally. You can imagine.

I would also like some recs, if anyone wants to offer them! This is my bedtime reading, lately. xD

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

episode of savanaclaw chapter 1: the importance of visuals in conveying character

ADDEDUM: Sorry if you experience weird formatting and/or see repeated paragraphs when viewing this post; for whatever reason, Tumblr gave me a really hard time editing, formatting, and saving this OTL It looks totally normal on my end, but I’ve heard from some people the post looks wonky to them 💦 I’m not sure how to fix it…

The turtlesoupscans team has the first chapter out! ^^ (This is also the scanlation from which I borrow the images used in this post!)

Something I noticed when taking a closer look at the Episode of Savanaclaw is that the new mangaka is really good at drawing eyelashes 👁 👄 👁 There were so many times when I actually made a full stop while reading to admire the eyes and the lashes on like. EVERYONE especially on L*ona. I really enjoy that aspect of the new artwork! (I don’t know if this is just me, but Leona’s tail and hair also seem much longer in the manga adaptation than in the game…?)

… OKAY I NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS NOW

I mentioned before that the manga has the advantage of using visual storytelling to help convey character in a way that the game can’t. I previously explored this concept as it applies to Cater’s general character in the Episode of Heartslabyul. But but but— (and I cannot stress this enough 😳) just from the first chapter alone, I think that the manga’s visual storytelling is going a long way to enhance episode 2.

So like in the game (2-6), there is a dorm leaders meeting in which they discuss the upcoming Magical Shift/Spelldrive tournament. It is here where Crowley suggests inducting Malleus into the Hall of Fame in order to take him off the field and give the other dorms a chance to shine. Leona interrupts and gives a brief speech about how doing that is admitting defeat before the game has even begun. He uses the story of the King of Beasts to remind his fellow dorm leaders that it is cunning, not brute strength or magical ability, that allowed him to triumph. This inspires the other dorm leaders to disallow Malleus from entering the Hall of Fame, as they all want to do their best to try and outwit him.

Now, there's nothing wrong with this scene in the game. It serves its purpose just fine. However, because of the game being a visual novel style, the story is mainly told via dialogue and 2D character models. The manga is able to greatly expand on this scene because it is not constrained to just dialogue and a few animations. Case in point, this:

In the manga adaptation of this scene, Leona gives basically the same points, but the art is a lot more dynamic. For example, when he first hears Crowley’s proposal, we get these shots which show us Leona’s obvious displeasure. There’s the slight frown, the ominous shadow over his face, and even a close up of his fingers laced together (a pose which already implies he’s a schemer):

Compare this to the limitations of Leona’s in-game model; he looks so obviously and overtly angry, which doesn’t sell him as a calculating character as well. Meanwhile, in the manga, you can still tell just how much the idea Crowley suggested has pissed Leona off, but the feelings come across on his face in a much more subtle way.

Then when manga!Leona begins his appeal proper, he physically STANDS UP from his seat at the table. This draws the other pairs of eyes in the room to him; you can see in the next panel that everyone, including Crowley, is looking at Leona. He commands the attention in the room.

Another small detail here is that manga!Leona slams a hand down on the table; previously, they were folded together. Without saying a word, you understand what this conveys: that, in addition to his intelligence, he also has power and influence in this situation, and he knows exactly how and when to use those boons to his advantage.

Actually, manga!Leona does a lot of small yet noteworthy things with his hands. Take, for instance, these next panels.

When bringing up the importance of using one’s brain, manga!Leona actually taps his head. In the game, Leona is limited to his general sprite where he lays a hand against his temple. This is the closest approximation to what the game can do to simulate that tap tap of the head, but it doesn’t really carry the full weight of the motion, especially not when paired with Leona’s annoyed in-game expression.

But then look at manga!Leona, who looks so smug and self-assured as he does the gesture. It really speaks to his own confidence—and, more importantly, we’re getting a more accurate image of what the other dorm leaders and Crowley are seeing. They’re witnessing Leona at the height of his strength, someone who uses his words to persuade and to inspire the downtrodden masses into following his lead and to make better lives for themselves. Leona now curls his hand into a fist—so now we’ve gone from the cunning laced fingers to the powerful slam of a hand on a table to a clenched fist, which, in this context, is meant to be encouraging and victorious.

Note that this is all a parallel to Leona’s Disney counterpart, Scar, who made promised the shunned hyenas a place in society. Said parallel is made even more apparent in the following page; manga!Leona literally raises his fist up, and there, right in the background, is the statue of Scar himself, haloed by sunlight, and clouds parted for him. Scar—and, by extension, Leona—appear almost “God-like” because of this deliberate composition.

At this point, Leona speaks about the King of Beasts’ great accomplishment: obtaining the crown through perseverance and wit, in spite of the odds being stacked against him. Look at how this page is framed; it’s nothing BUT Leona. He’s dominating not only the page itself, but also the discussion surrounding Malleus’s induction to the Hall of Fame. He is winning his audience over.

Again, the same lines play out in the game, but the impact just isn’t there. We just have a lot of Leona crossing his arms while looking mad and Leona with his hands on his hips. At best, he looks neutral or slightly bored by what he’s saying. At worst, maybe too angry or even pouting about the situation. It definitely doesn’t feel nearly as inspirational as him standing and raising a fist as he extols the values of the King of Beasts.

(Side note: why is Leona built like a god damn DORITO 🤡 Why’s his waist so TINY???? What is the purpose of that………………….. ….. …. . .:: … . … . . … . . .. . . this is not me simping THIS IS NOT I swear it’s not)

This next page characterizes Malleus more than it does Leona; Malleus is small here, shown with his back turned away, turning to “glance over his shoulder” at the others. This comes off as isolating, putting distance between himself, who is on such a high level, and his peers. It matches Leona’s dialogue, implying that Malleus truly is a “monster” out of their league, and they must find a clever solution to take that “monster” down.

Leona’s profile now shows slight signs of irritation right as he’s delivering the conclusion to his speech and thesis. His eyebrows are arched, he’s frowning, and he’s slightly looking down at the people he’s addressing. The tension here is palpable; you can feel the force behind his words, how strong his final statement is. It is the responsibility of everyone present at this table to find a way to defeat Malleus, not kneel over and accept defeat.

And the crazy thing is???? You can SEE in the faces of every single dorm leader how Leona’s words have affected them. You don’t need anyone to say a single word to understand what’s going through their heads. They’ve all been charmed. Look at how wide-eyed Kalim is, how Vil has his eyes narrowed (like he has realized something), Riddle is staring DIRECTLY at Leona (implied by an earlier page), and fuck Idia; the tablet’s screen tells us nothing Azul smiles knowingly.

We automatically know what the outcome is, and we know which way they will vote. This is conveyed so well, so clearly, that the manga doesn’t even bother to give us dialogue from the other dorm leaders opposing Crowley’s suggestion. The manga just immediately cuts away to a mob student being injured. (This is different than in the game, which had to show Vil, Riddle, Kalim, Idia, and Azul verbally agreeing with Leona to get the same message across.)

Anyway??? I had to get all of that out of my system 🤡 I just. Can’t get over???? How good the visual storytelling is for the manga adaptation??????

Entire lines from the original script could be scrubbed out and we still understand what is being said without them. So much character oozes off the page in the dynamic camera and composition. Scenes that I paid zero mind to in the game are sooo much more interesting when told through the manga, my eyes are glued onto the pages.

There’s so much nuance in the gorgeous artwork and the story that it’s trying to tell, and I think that’s a real testament to how talented the mangaka and the team behind Twisted Wonderland (the manga adaptation) are!! I’m by no means a fan of episode 2 of the main story, but 👀 the manga has definitely done a great job making Leona’s introduction to the audience memorable, and he feels like a much more charismatic and threatening “villain” for this episode because of that.

[beezonia]

I’m in my ever after x twisted wonderland x monster high vibes again

I’m gonna spam and I’m not sorry!!!

Have some head cannons and I guess this is part one until I get time to write this fully and flesh the ideas out

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Melody and Riddle do not get along at first, with melody’s music and riddles strictness they just don’t mesh well

Vill and Operetta both bond over their shared love off theatre, they tend to have jam sessions where they just sing their favourite songs

Jack, Leona, Cerise and Ramona become like siblings they are always fucking bickering especially Leona and Ramona

Maddie and ace are absolutely nuts together, they get up to all sorts of shit so beware of them

Malleus and Rochelle bond over their love for gargoyles and architecture they become quite close and Rochelle makes sure to invite Mal everywhere

Sebek and Duchess are a force to be reckoned with when they are together

Pls they will shout the house down and not care

Clawdeen gets put in Pomefiore and she gets so much inspiration from the students and their different styles

Draculara and sliver bond even if they have slightly opposing personalities.

Howleen and epel are force’s to be reckoned with especially with their teenage rebellion phases

Ginger and trey are absolutely best friends, they bake together, they visit cafes together. THEY ARE GLUED TO THE HIP

Frankie and MC bond over being accidental protagonists

Cleo and vill are like frenemies they love to compare jewellery though

iida and melody end up making like a mixtape together at some point

Crowley makes sure to get melody to DJ at any big party nrc has

Bunny and cater become fast friends, he helps bunny with her anxiety

Azul and meeshel slowly learn to trust each other and become good friends

Operetta plays music specifically on a Tuesday afternoon at the monstro lounge

Floyd becomes very interested in venus to him she’s like a very beautiful sea plant

Iida meets robecca and is extremely intrigued by how she functions so it ends up with him asking her a bunch of questions and one is if he could meet her father

Raven and jamil get along quite well and just end up ranting to each other sometimes

Kalim and Blondie are the ultimate party animals especially if briar is there as well

Lilia and faybelle have this sort of familial connection due to her being able to sense extremely strong fae

He takes her under his wing (her and sebek argue a hell of a lot but it’s okay)

Cupid is sort of a mix of happy and scared, her friends from both schools are seeing both her sides

She and cater start up a podcast thing (pretty much like the one in why do ghouls fall in love)

Cupid and rook are an especially odd pair, he flirts and she does not like how cheap he sounds

Briar finally gets the courage to tell apple exactly how she feels with the Diasomnia gang backing her up

She actually starts hanging around a lot more with cerise and lizzie

Lizzie and riddle get along like a house on fire

It’s a lot of “off with your head”

Alistair meets with bunny, elissabat and jade every now and again to discuss the literature of their worlds

Ashlynn and Hunter are a lot more open with their relationship in twisted wonderland

The light music club becomes extremely more chaotic when jackson, operetta and Raven join

They hold concerts every two weeks on the Thursday

Blondie vlogs her experience

Ginger gets inspiration for new recipes

Briar throws the coolest parties with MC’s and Divius’s help

Kitty and Chenya are long lost siblings?!

Raven slowly heals with the help of trein who becomes like a parent to her

Robecca makes some cool new stuff for herself and ortho

Melody gets to make new tunes that don’t have to be a specific sound

Clawdeen and divius are the event stylists

He even asks her to collaborate with him for his next collection

Frankie learns even more new things

Whisp is here to cause trouble along with valentine

Gigi ends up becoming close friends with jamil and kalim

Jillian shows of her climbing skills and everyone is like we need her on the team

Cerise gets to join the track team without being scared of her heritage

Overall most of the kids get to heal and have a normal teenage life (except for the overblots and what not)

[zeldahime]

Highway to Pail Bonus #2

[Day 1] [Prev] [Next] @do-it-with-style-events

Bonus prompt 2: You had me at Merlot.

Keanu Hawke Harrison-Montoya, known to his friends as Halcón or Hal and to his coworkers and customers as Harry, hadn't exactly dreamed of giving wine tours in Sonoma Valley when he was a kid, but it paid okay and you met interesting people. Once some actor from like Ireland or something had been on one of his tours with his wife and oldest kid, and his sister had called him a couple days later to ask if he'd seen them, because the kid was her favorite character on the new Game of Thrones. Not exactly Johnny Depp levels of fame, but they'd been pretty nice and Brit was impressed.

Unfortunately, interesting does not always mean nice. Two of the customers on today's tour were both interesting and irritating as hell. He could tell already that by the time he got home to Pancho, he just was not going to have it in him to do date night, Wednesday or not. Maybe he'd be cool with just cuddling on the couch and watching some dumb reality TV.

The two guys were both middle-age and English and obviously loaded, but otherwise they physically were the opposite of each other in every way, like they'd been designed to be The Odd Couple in a kid's show. One looked like if the Easter Bunny was a gay professor, and the other like the former frontman in a broken-up Clash cover band who hadn't gotten a new personality yet. They argued with each other at the back of the pack like they were either: a) about to get divorced, or b) had never believed in marriage philosophically but nevertheless intended to be in one another's pockets for the next fifty years and die within five minutes of each other so they could continue arguing at the pearly gates. He would not have been surprised if one of them was an anarchist, although based on the boyfriends and girlfriends Pancho's cousins usually brought home, he figured it'd be Easter Bunny rather than Rocker. Every tight-laced looking one talked about the fine points of German philosophy and schemes they had to redistribute wealth to third-world countries and every punk-looking one introduced him to a new "Viking" rune he'd google later and find out was a Nazi symbol. (Desirée was not very good at picking boyfriends.)

It had been more than half an hour since Hal had begun this tour, and despite Easter Bunny saying several times "do be quiet, Crowley" and Rocker saying "shut up and listen, angel" just as often, neither of them had actually stopped talking that entire time. They were quiet, was the worst part, clearly trying to be polite to the other guests by keeping their conversation down, but the whispers were much more distracting than if they'd just talked at a normal conversational level and harder for Hal to call them out on.

His smile was starting to become plastic as they finally hit the first wine break and, hopefully, a break from the English couple's half-heard conversation. He poured the wine for his dozen guests and explained how wine-tasting worked for any newbies. Like he always did, he asked for the guests to first sniff the wine, see if it reminded them of anything. All but one obediently copied him, and most had the look of people who didn't smell anything in particular but didn't want to say so and look stupid; totally normal. Rocker, however, stuck his tongue into the glass, prompting Easter Bunny to nudge him and whisper "do try to act like a human, my dear," and Rocker, at a normal conversational volume, said "Merlot with notes of tea, angel, you'll like it for sure."

"Notes of tea! Very keen nose! That'll be the tannins," Hal said cheerfully, hoping to remind them that there were ten other guests plus him on this tour. "Anyone else smell anything?"

Easter Bunny at least had the grace to look a bit embarrassed. "Thank you, er," he squinted at his nametag, "Harry," presumably on behalf of Rocker, who just smirked and whispered something in what Hal thought was French. Hal assumed it was a Harry Potter joke, because it always was. He ignored them and smiled at the rest of the group.

A round of silent, politely confused faces stared back at him. "Time to taste!" he announced, modeling taking just one sip from his glass. The Englishmen, he noticed, drank their whole sample.

Christ alive. If these two were this annoying sober, he was not going to have fun dealing with them drunk.

Author's note:

I don't know a damn thing about wine, but I do know a bit about being an underpaid tour guide, and Air Conditioning would be the absolute worst. At least they'd tip well. All knowledge of wine comes from the Wikipedia article about Merlot.

Shout out to David, Georgia, and Ty Tennant in paragraph 1. Johnny Depp is mentioned because I read once that the studio had wanted to cast him as Crowley in the never-made movie, and also because he's the most famous person I didn't quite meet while living in a tourist town.

Hal is named after Keanu Reeves and Tony Hawke, and I figured he's probably about my age. Halcón is just Spanish for Hawk. I did Google to make sure it's not accidentally offensive or funny in some dialect like how Concha* can be, and some Mexican reality TV star is being called that because he's got an aquiline nose, so I think we're solid for California at the very least. If it is accidentally funny please let me know! I also liked how you could arguably get Hal from Harrison, via Harrison -> Harry -> misattribution of Harry to Henry -> Hal. Why does Hal come from Henry? Because English is weird.

*Concha means seashell and is a regular woman's name in Spain, a pastry in Mexico, and slang for vagina in Argentina.

[thesherrinfordfacility]

i can't wait until more time has passed and our emotions have settled and we are able to properly analize this season because i am THE MOST CURIOUS what your idea of a satisfying ending is to this story, taking into account that Neil has answered that he has plotted season 3 in a way for it to be satisfying, and i mean that from both the second coming storyline and, most important for my emotional health, the husbands' romantic storyline

*cracks knuckles* let's do this @swansdreaming✨

tbh, and y'all might come for me on this, the satisfying ending to me won't be a full on Everything Is Okay Now and We're Loving Happily Ever After. aside from the fact that im not sure that's GO-style in the first place, i think that there would need to be a LOT of ground to make up in six episodes to reach that point.

neil has said that they get a cottage in the south downs iirc (can't remember exactly how he worded it), and that i could see happening. i could see literally the end scene being that they have a slightly awkward but genuine, all-cards-have-already-been-laid-bare but i-do-love-you-please-never-doubt-that dinner at the Ritz (bc of course), and aziraphale - harking back to the Nothing Lasts Forever moment - decides to sell the shop, to begin again together rather than separately, on equal footing, and put the money into the cottage. gives crowley the listing, with something along the lines of, "we could start building forever here."

and i think leaving it somewhat there, and open to the interpretation of the audience, would be the most genuine thing that could happen. that's thousands of years of hurt compounded into a season, and it'll take some time to get over... so it'll need to be left slightly open ended, maybe with crowley just saying, "yeah... that could work.", and maybe another fond look over the champagne or something.

i toyed with the idea that if they somehow come face to face with Her, that they might be given the choice to become human... and they both actively choose to a) decide together, for their side, and b) ultimately refuse, because they both want that forever to literally be for eternity. they're earth's guardians, after all.

heaven and hell will still exist but be in equal balance, possibly not even really having changed much at all... just that post-war, they are under new management with the promise that things will Change... but it won't ultimately matter to either of the boys because they have something more important to them than whatever heaven/hell get up to... not everything can have a happy ending.

so that's the emotional side done - tbh i have no idea re: the second coming, because other than the pretty obvious (to me anyway) indication that it's greasy johnson, we don't have a lot to go on... metatron will have died or st idk, plans to thwart the Ineffable Plan in turn thwarted, and everything calmly exists in balance once again.

so no idea on the second coming, but maybe the bits on our boys will tide you over?✨💓💓

[your-fave-adopted-you]

Hello! I would like to make a request with Crowley reacting to a Father's Day gift 👀

MC are too tired of the irresponsible behavior of their guardian and the chaos that is happening in the NRC, so all they can do is passive aggression

okay this is hilarious.

Guardian! Crowley reacts to a passive-agressive father's day gift

Characters : Crowley

Gn pronouns were used.

TW : none.

Context : It's been some time since you randomly appeared at NRC. It's principal, Crowley, had quickly grown very fond of you and decided to be your guardian.

However, as odd as it sounds, most of the time it felt like you were the one responsible for him, and not the other way around.

Everyone tells you how hard it is to get accepted there, that it's a very professional and organized institution.

Yeah, you're not buying that. Just some days after you were brought here, a dorm leader literally overblotted, and a while after, yet another one did, and so on.

This institution seems to be home for chaos but is your guardian, self proclaimed bestest father, and the one in charge of the whole place doing anything about it?

Nah, he leaves his precious non-magical kid to be (the extreme and dangerous version of) a therapist for literally everyone.

You were fed up with this, but knowing Crowley, complaining wouldn't do much.

Today's father's day.

You had thought about not gifting Crowley anything, as a way of saying "Act more like a father and maybe next year you'll get one"

But that idea made you feel like you were still the parent of this dinamic, scolding the childish one in hopes of correcting his behavior.

Isn't that exactly what you want to stop?

anyways, what should an actual young adult do in this situation?

Yeah, being petty as hell sounds about right.

You were (again) texting your best friend about your frustrations regarding Crowley.

"hey, y/n, would you give me permission to roast your dad?"

"yeah sure."

he had. so many memes prepared for this occasion.

Most he made himself after listening to you complain about the crowdad almost daily. Yep, they were mostly inside jokes.

There was one, however, that caught your attention.

"Pfff i think I may have his father's day gift figured out"

"naaah you're not going to do that, right?"

"😈😈😈"

"RIGHT?"

all of a sudden this is an arts and crafts montage.

You printed the text and stuff and glued it to the thinnest piece of cardboard you could find.

You also told Idia about your idea and he let you use his 3D printer, for the sake of shitpost.

Once it was done, it looked so professional, like if you had bought it for like, 2$ at the gas station.

"5minutes b4 disaster" was the caption of an (intentionally) slightly blurry pic you posted, that showed your magnum opus.

You finally go to the principal's office.

There he is, playing some annoying mobile game that typically pops up as an ad for a relatively better game way too often.

you give him your beautifully wrapped gift.

"OH! MY PRECIOUS, BEAUTIFUL Y/N!!! I KNEW YOU WOULDN'T FORGET!"

why. does he always have to yell.

as he unwraps your gift, the smile in his faces just gets wider.

"YOU-"

oh my god.

"YOU MADE AN ACTION FIGURE OF YOUR BELOVED DAD?? WHY! I TOTALLY DESERVE THIS!! my sweet, sweet y/n, i know see how you may feel about HAVING THE BEST DAD EVER!!"

yeah he's totally ignoring the package.

the worst part is- you're convinced he read the whole thing, but he's just delusional.

your mission has been a total failure.

The next time you go to his office, you notice the figure on his desk, next to a post-it drawing of you, looking up to the it and smiling.

there's also multiple printed pictures of you (some taken from your social media and a couple paparazzi style)

he's ... actually working on some paperwork, wow. he seems very content.

for just this time. you can let him win.

[two-hands-toward-the-sun]

Hi! For the fic writers ask game, #6!

Hi, thanks for the ask!!

6. are there any fics you reread all the time? from this ask game (I think it’s a great set of questions so if anyone wants to send one in, please do!)

Let’s see…I don’t reread fic often, although I do keep an incredibly extensive collection of fic quotes (we’re talking 75,000+ words) which I LOVE referring back to. But here’s a few:

The Magnus Archives, Good Omens

Tons of fics by Did—they write such good trans Jon, trans Martin, and t4t Jonmartin!!!

Give Me Your Illusions by @ashfae— an outstanding three-thousand-word fic that depicts Crowley so achingly and captivatingly. I have rarely seen a characterization of him in a fic that I loved as much as this one.

South Downs by @summerofspock—a Good Omens human AU that I found at exactly the right time in my life, as I was started to figure out my sexuality. Crowley’s journey through the same process in this fic was so important to me.

Sandman

Dormite En Pace by @theallknowingowl—a WONDERFUL study on Rose, Unity, and Jed and their dreaming lives. The writing style is so…welcoming, we the readers feel so much like we’re being invited into the story. It’s absolutely lovely.

(so live) by @sinkinglighthouses—one of my fucking. GOD. One of my favorite fics I’ve ever read, regardless of fandom. This is a devastating portrait of Dream and his story, his self-perceived lack of a story, his relationships with the most important people in his life. The writing style is gorgeous and stark. Can’t recommend this fic highly enough!!!

The Darkness Hummed by @navigatorwrongway—okay, I haven’t actually reread this yet, because it makes me feel TOO MANY EMOTIONS and I can’t handle it yet. But I think I will, in time. This is a sweeping, incredibly written look at Lucienne’s life—lives, actually, her first one, her life as a raven, and then as a librarian. It’s so??? I don’t even know what to write. Another one of my favorite fics in any fandom. This is the kind of story Lucienne so deeply deserves. I adore her, and this fic so clearly does too.

[mlobsters]

supernatural s10e9 the things we left behind (w. andrew dabb)

all right so i think this is the one i knew was lurking ahead of us, again thought there'd be more mark-related buildup before we got here

deleted a rambling paragraph about thinking the show is out of ideas, yet another troubled teen

he never laughs like this, reminds me of the scene when sam gets glitterbombed by the clowns in s7e14 also written by dabb (and loflin) (i included a clip of that scene because it was so cute). sam's always so confused/concerned when dean's laughing that much (but i mean it rarely happens on screen so i'm concerned too this time around)

but i'm glad he relaxed and enjoyed it too. and that dean was so into the grilled cheese sam made for him. but like, could they find a more uncomfortable place to sit to chill and watch tv? maybe on the cold concrete dungeon floor next time? were the men of letters anti-couch?

how many plotlines are we gonna jam in. dean and sam's business, claire and cas, rowena and crowley

claire novak / big little lies - kathryn newton as abigail carlson

she's so pretty and i like the styling they did for her

CLAIRE You’ve changed. The Castiel I met? He was crappy. Like super stuck-up and a dick and you just wanted to punch him in his stupid angel face. CASTIEL I don’t think I was THAT bad. CLAIRE You totally were. And now you’re just … I don’t know. Nicer. And kind of a doof. No offense.

no lies detected

DEAN Cas, listen to me. There’s some stuff you just got to let go. Okay? The people you let down, the ones you can’t save … You got to forget about them. For your own good. CASTIEL Is that what you do? DEAN That’s the opposite of what I do. But I ain’t exactly a role model.

mhm

working the wet kitten heart eyes overtime

DEAN Cas, I need you to promise me something. CASTIEL Of course. DEAN If I do go dark side, you got to take me out. CASTIEL What do you mean? DEAN Knife me. Smite me. Throw me into the freakin’ sun, whatever. And don’t let Sam get in the way, because he’ll try. I can’t go down that road again, man. I can’t be that thing again.

don't like it

didn't we do creeper dad with orphans in a house schtick already? god what even was that episode about. ugh. was that paige? whatever her actual name was. okay, yes, krissy. s8e18 my post where i mentioned cult vibes. (i searched for cult in my blog. no dice. so damned frustrating because i link to my shit all the time and i know the words i used and it doesn't even help. rrrgh tumblr pLEASE fucking fix this)

is the mark making dean extra hungry?

DEAN Whoa, hey, Miley Cyrus. Settle. CLAIRE Eat me, Hasselhoff.

ooh (fully justified) burn

the exact last thing dean needs to hear

i dunno, man. yeah, the whole business with angels swooping in and taking how many people away from their families? a very valid problem that they just ignored basically. so now we're gonna have a big moral reckoning over it via this kid? just feels. forced

ruth connell (rowena) is listed at 5'2" but she seems smaller than that. maybe it's these full length nearly hobble skirts they have her in

mark sheppard just seems to bring out the best in everyone, quite compelling scene here between crowley and rowena (esp considering i'm hard pressed to care). and well, a character likely just as wily as he is, good match to play around with

CASTIEL I thought I could make it up to her. SAM I don’t think you can. I mean, Jimmy was her father, and to some people, that’s … that’s everything, you know? CASTIEL No, I don’t. I never knew my father. He was distant, to say the least. What about you? Did you love your father? DEAN With everything I had. SAM Yeah. Yeah. I mean, it wasn’t always easy, but yeah. DEAN I mean, look. John Winchester’s not going to win any “Number One Dad” awards, you know? But you know… damn if he wasn’t there when we needed him.

right, you know i have major beef with john over the child neglect. i can't let it go. like, he was there when you needed him? when exactly? like all those times canonically we saw you calling him and he didn't show up? dean's dying in the hospital? (nevermind the not being there for their childhood that we see onscreen) i just. no :p

DEAN Somehow, we convince him to let us go. So, we all go. We all, you know, see all the sights, and uh, ride the subway, eat too much pizza. The whole nine. Well, by about midnight, Sam and Dad are zonked, and I figure… Screw it. I’m going to CBGB.

love sam's face listening to dean's story. i don't think we've had a long stories like this before? it's cute. like jackles and padalecki telling a story at con :p

CASTIEL I know. It’s where The Ramones and Blondie got their start. DEAN Right. SAM Wow. Anyways, he was WAY underage at the time.

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DEAN Then this girls walks up and she says “Hey, why don’t you come over and sit down with me and my friends at our table?” All right! SAM Yeah, and they get him drunk. First time. DEAN But not fun drunk. I’m not quite sure what was in that stuff, but the room starts to spin, and I feel like I’m going to puke … forever.

dad saved him from being roofied? i don't see how else that could be understood. fucking weird.

DEAN Yeah, and you know what he got for that? Me whining about how much he embarrassed me. Me telling him that I hated him. But then he stopped and turned around and he looked at me and he said, “Son, you don’t like me? That’s fine. It’s not my job to be liked.” SAM “It’s my job to raise you right.”

Y'ALL. i had to cover my mouth and if my kids weren't sleeping i would have screamed. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. whew

per usual i could do without the attempted rape.

SAM Tell me you had to do this. DEAN I didn’t … I didn’t mean to. SAM No. Tell me it was them or you!

well, there it is. i truly don't know where we go from here

[violet-prism-creatively]

good omens s2 episode reactions: 5

i'm watching season 2 one episode at a time and posting my reactions. e1, e2, e3, e4, e6 (links will be edited in as i post them)

here's episode 5:

aaaaah plot is happening! as much as i liked the minisodes, the plot really does move so much faster without them. 

nina is officially single and dancing with maggie! they're very cute. nina is very crowley-coded. when she said she's going to sit alone at home and get drunk, i could practically see crowley thinking "yeah i've done that." nina also has more insight into crowley's love life than crowley himself does. the writers seem to be setting up that crowley and aziraphale will end up together as a couple! they dance together! 

crowley is protective even more in this episode! and aziraphale isn't helpless, he just likes to let him because it makes crowley happy. well, not happy exactly. i like the scene where crowley confronts gabriel, telling him that he remembers "shut your stupid mouth and die" and holds a grudge. but then jim tries to jump out the window just because crowley told him to, and you can see crowley's internal struggle. yeah, okay, he'll get jim hot chocolate. while still hating gabriel.

gabriel's memory is in a matchbox! the resurrectionist matchbox that muriel found in the first episode! it's all coming together... 

the party is delightful. everyone except nina and maggie falling into jane-austen-style speech patterns is fun. especially the "seamstress." (is that a terry pratchett reference or a normal euphemism?) gabriel/jim explaining that he's offering free food is also great. 

i wonder why the austen-ness and aziraphale's miracles in general don't affect nina and maggie. maybe because the point of the ball is to make them fall in love? but they also stay behind in the bookshop when the rest of the humans leave, despite aziraphale telling them with a miracle sound effect to leave. the weirdness of everyone around them being sort of hypnotized into the ball and literally all doing a dance they've never learned could be seriously creepy if played differently. 

i hope the humans just forget all the demon stuff. they must be really confused and scared. with any luck, it'll be like the weirdness of armageddon't and it will fade away. rip to the guy who tried to call the police on the demons, a karen but brave for using that karen-ness against the forces of hell. 

aziraphale speaking french to the restaurant lady was fun for me to watch. i didn't see what was so amateurish about it, but i also have an easier time understanding slow, english-accented french than understanding a native speaker, so i'm pretty biased. 

a few jokes i thought were good: "smited? smut? smitten?" the demon wearing a covid mask and having it ripped off to reveal a grotesque mouth. the angels trying to remember jim and uriel saying "no, it's aziraphale who likes books." 

what's crowley's plan with going to heaven? gabriel would probably be safer there than in hell, but the angels don't recognize him. they did that miracle too well! also crowley is putting himself in danger by going to heaven- though i think we're going to see the angel disguise from the trailer. 

my overall rating: 9/10. i'm so excited to see the next episode and know how it will end! 

i'm actually posting this right before i watch episode 6! i've unfortunately seen some spoilers already but i'm still excited to see how it will play out!

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

Okay, so, as a challenge, and because for personal (gay) reasons i think alien clone!Ripley/tiny android Call is the best part of the franchise, a follow up prompt, a lilltle later than the previous takes place: Aziraphale is the sole survivor, the only one left on the ship. He has realised that he, Bladerunner style, is an android programmed to think he's not an android, and as such cannot put himself back in hypersleep for the return journey. While making his restless endless rounds of the ship, he finds a thing in the air vents. That thing is a Xenomorph. But the xenomorph reminds him oddly of the second last survivor, and it doesn't seem inclined to attack. In fact, when Aziraphale hands it a pen and paper it seems able to respond...

That was the fourth movie, right? (gosh, it's been ages since I've binged the films, I need to do it again)

I love that Aziraphale is the android, let's do this!

Warning: vague descriptions of carnage and the passage of time, vague body horror

I considered Crowley being like Ripley in the movie, but then it's like, no, I'm here for monsters, so Crowley isn't going to look... quite human, nor quite xenomorph.

On with the fic!

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The ship was still running, solar power was holding up, but any distress signals were not being responded to.

At this point, Aziraphale figured they were just ignoring him because of his nature. Or because the ship was considered a lost cause, there were no human survivors, only one android.

He had lost track of how long he had been alone. He chose to ignore it, he couldn't handle the idea of knowing how many days had passed since that horrible mission to the crashed ship outside. Aziraphale distracted himself with clean up. It wasn't his original job, but he couldn't exactly heal the dead.

Hauls were repaired, computer systems were reworked and rewired to properly perform their original tasks. Blood and gore was cleaned up and disposed of.

The items of the crew were stored in their proper locations, except for those of-

Aziraphale kept those in his quarters.

There were no remains to clean for him, not after what he had done to remove the alien from the ship.

Aziraphale walked through the walls, the gentle hum of electronics the only sounds around him. Until they weren't.

He heard it in the distance, clunking, clattering, scrapping.

Fingers twitched at the gun on his hip, his expression calm and neutral, no need to panic. Panic led only to trouble. He stood his ground, listening as the sounds got closer, louder.

There was a strange noise, something alive, wet, before a metal grate fell from the ceiling a few meters down the hall. Aziraphale turned and now the panic was kicking in, his need to run was stronger than his need to fight.

It was an alien, a fucking, living alien. There was no way one should be here, Aziraphale made sure of that, he made sure there was nothing that remained of the bastard that ruined everything! That killed his crew, that killed his-

His-

He lifted the gun, taking aim as the alien moved closer, his hand shaking. He could kill it, he could kill it and end this, or... or it could end him and he'd be free from this quiet hell he was trapped in? No, no, Crowley wanted him to escape, to live, he promised the human that he would.

It was in front of him now, tall, imposing, and it looked... off.

This wasn't like the alien from before, Aziraphale should know, he would never forget seeing that horrible beast up close and personal. No, this one was... wrong, almost like some sort of mockery of a human with features similar to that monster.

It was gangly, long limbs and an odd face and head, but there was something... familiar about it. Something about this creature, its face, it sent an uncomfortable shiver down Aziraphale's spine. It reminded him of-

He lowered the gun and the thing made a clicking sound, its head tilting, watching him.

Aziraphale took a step back then again, before pressing himself against a wall, his hand finding a switch and opening the nearest door. The creature seemed to tilt its head this way and that, studying him. Why wasn't it attacking?

He walked into the room, an office space, eyes still on the creature, who followed him in a moment later. It wasn't doing anything dangerous, just making sounds, curious sounds, before its attention focused right back on Aziraphale.

The android moved to stand behind the desk. "What do you want?" He asked, though he doubted it could understand him.

But, to his surprise, it perked up and walked to the desk, putting a hand on it, fingers long, bony, and clawed. The index finger scratched at the desk, in a way that indicated writing.

Aziraphale frowned, glancing down at the contents of the desk, dusty with disuse. He grabbed a loose sheet of paper, then a pen. Aziraphale watched, almost fascinated in fear and awe as the alien took the pen and started to write in a shaky scrawl.

Y OU

"Me?"

YES

"You... but why? How would you even know who I am?"

C

R

O

Oh God, it couldn't be.

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Okay, this was fun to write.

[spiteful--art]

📖TwistedStuck 3📖

Otherwise known as: Yuue getting tired of Ace and Grim’s shit

Author’s note: Waaah, it’s been a while! I haven’t had the time to write in a while, but now I can relax and just let the words flow again <(＿　＿)>

Also, I’m changing the format to a more traditional style of writing because I’m lazy

Yuue’s instincts were correct.

Grim and he were waiting in the cafeteria for the first year to show his face, the human crossing his arms and tapping his foot. The monster sits on the floor, glaring at nothing in particular.

“Gr... I’m starting to believe that that guy flaked out on us!” Growled Grim, standing up and putting his hands on his hips. “Can you believe that, henchman?!”

“Yeah, dude bailed out on us. Not fair considering we gotta wash a fuck-ton of windows,” Yuue replied, clicking his tongue in disappointment. “I say we drag that jerk’s ass over here.”

“Just what I was thinking. Come on, henchman!”

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“...Darn that guy, makin’ us look for him-” Grim grumbles. The two of them walked around the library, on the prowl for the missing student. Yuue hums, though his attention is drawn to the numerous books on display. He could just feel the power radiating off some of the tomes.

...But priorities first. He stops in front of a painting moving quite animatedly.

“You two look like you need some assistance!”

“A talking painting?” Yuue questioned, raising a brow. “Well I guess that’s to be expected, this is a damn magic school.”

“Language, young man!” The painting chided. “Why, I expected better from such a polite looking lad. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“Okay jegus dude, sorry-”

“Hmph! Anyway, what exactly are you two looking for?”

“We’re looking for this guy named ‘Ace Trappola.’ He’s shirking his punishment with us!” Grim replies. “He’s got a heart tattoo on his left eye, and he’s got red hair.”

“Oh I think I saw him go back to his dorm, in the eastern side.”

That’s all the information Yuue needed to know. Grim lets out a yelp of protest when Yuue picks him up, the boy giving a nod to the painting.

In a flash, Yuue had disappeared, leaving the painting quite confused. He sighs.

“Kids these days, I swear...”

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A young man mumbles to himself in the Hall of Mirrors, walking towards a particular looking glass. “Hmph, as if I’ll wash a hundred windows-”

“Ace Trappola, you punk.”

“Got you now, jerk!”

“HOLY SEVENS HOW THE HECK DID YOU GUYS GET HERE-”

Ace jumps in surprise, faced with the irate expressions of the school’s handymen, Grim riding on Yuue’s shoulder. The Heartslabyul student correctly follows his instincts and runs. Though perhaps he shouldn’t have looked back.

For the sight of Yuue Stridebert dashing towards you with a menacing expression is a terrifying sight.

“Out of the way!” Screamed Ace, pushing another Heartslabyul student out of the way.

“Hey- What gives?!”

“You aren’t getting out of your responsibilities, dude!” Yuue yelled.

The declaration of intention catches the dark haired student’s attention. “Hey, that’s not right! But how to help...”

“It doesn’t matter what, just do something!” Grim shouts. The dark haired student nods and pulls out his pen.

“I SUMMON THEE... SOMETHING HEAVY!”

CLANG!

A cauldron drops on Ace, pinning the student to the ground. “A pot? Seriously?!”

“Haha, he got smushed by a cauldron!” Laughed Grim. Meanwhile, the dark haired student looks at the cauldron with wide eyes.

“A cauldron? I may have overdone it this time...” He mutters, desummoning the cauldron.

“Owww! What are you guys bothering me for? You coulda banged out the work yourselves!”

Yuue sighs, walking over to Ace. “Sorry not sorry dude, but Headmage Crowley says we’re gonna wash a hundred windows, and by jegus we’re washing those damn windows.”

“What the heck is a jegus-” Grim asks, before being cut off.

“Washing a hundred windows as punishment? What the heck did you do?!”

Ace grumbles. “...Me and the furball charred the statue of the Queen of Hearts.”

The dark haired student screams. “You WHAT?! No wonder the Headmage flew off the handle, by the sevens! On the first day as well, are you TRYING to get expelled?!”

“Hey, get offa my case! Who are you anyway?” Ace snapped back, glaring at the boy,

“Deuce Spade. You really don’t remember your own classmate? Uh... Um...” Deuce falters.

“Dude, I literally said his name when we got here-” Yuue deadpans. Duece gives him a sheepish smile before turning to Ace again.

“Anyway! You shouldn’t be getting out of responsibilities-”

“Fine whatever, we’re washing those windows.” Ace grumbles, before pausing. “Huh?”

Judging by the look on Yuue’s face, it seems like something’s amiss.

“Where’d the furball go-”

“Nyahaha! So long, suckers!”

The trio of boys turn their heads towards Grim’s retreating body. “I’ll let you two handle the rest!”

“Are you gog damn kidding me right now?” Yuue’s eyelid twitched.

“Yeah, you caught me so you can ditch me yourself?! You there, Juice-”

“It’s Deuce with a D!”

“Whatever, this is your fault too! You got to help us since Janitor Boy here can’t use any magic.”

Yuue says nothing, instead running after Grim.

“Wha- Hey! Don’t leave without us!” Ace yells, following after.

Deuce pulls out his pen, muttering to himself as he runs. “Just what am I getting myself into...?”

[askaziraphaleandcrowley]

So where do YOU draw the line for evil deeds, Crowley? (I'd ask Aziraphale the same about good deeds, but I suspect his only limit would be whatever makes unwanted customers feel it's okay to buy a book from him)

Crowley: I don’t have a line, I have a style. A vibe. Anything that doesn’t fit my demonic aesthetic, I don’t do.

Aziraphale: Oh, how interesting! Is that something that you developed yourself, or are all demons given a ‘style’ of evil to carry out?

Crowley: Developed myself, I guess? I just started doing the demonic things I enjoyed the most, and no-one stopped me. It got results after all, so Hell couldn’t exactly complain.

Aziraphale: Angels do have different modus operandi too, so I suppose it’s rather similar in Heaven really. That’s why there are so many different interpretations of us, and even just of the term ‘guardian angel’ itself. That can mean so many things to different people depending on which angel the original idea came from.