#‘angels are cool as hell’ sorry jesus. and god.

[aziraphales-library]

Y’all are awesome and I appreciate the hell out of this account! Any fics that are an attempt at a season 3? Preferably comedic ones! Thank you so much and keep up the amazing work! ❤️

Hello. We have a #good omens s3 speculation tag, so check that out. Here are more to add that have some kind of humour tag...

a place to be by kaiyen (NR)

In which Crowley moves back into his flat, Aziraphale has problems at work, and the Second Coming of Christ is but a stone's throw away. In the end, Crowley makes it to rolling green hills, leant against a stubbornly yellow Bentley. He remembers the first morning. He had slithered out of the ground not long before dawn, the dirt damp even before the first rain, the grass cool and crisp against his scales. And the sun had risen, jewels spilling across the great blue sky, warm and golden from the East. Crowley – Crawly, then – had wanted to follow it, had felt a great pull Eastwards. He went, too, until he found the ripe red fruit nestled amongst the lush green leaves and knew what they were for. It was luck, then, that the humans had left in the direction of the sunrise. Luck, or– ineffable. The sun rises over the South Downs, and Crowley finally wants to stay.

The Ineffable Shades of Gray (Good Omens Season 3) by altsernative (T)

After returning to Heaven, Aziraphale learns the Metatron's true intentions, finds himself disillusioned, and regrets his choice to leave Crowley, who has been working in the Temptations department. They reunite, and find themselves stopping the final war between Heaven and Hell and learning God and Satan's true intentions for the world and each other.

Demons are Forever by in_a_pickle (T)

After finallly finding the courage to tell his best friend his feelings, Crowley's dreams are shattered when Aziraphale once again chooses Heaven over happiness together. With ‘Great Plans’ afoot upstairs, Aziraphale discovers that the starring role he accepted comes with some unforeseen duties and that Crowley’s kiss has become something of a distraction. Crowley meanwhile is trying to come to terms with a broken heart and is trying to fathom why Heaven is so keen to have Aziraphale back in the fold. A mini adventure with our favourite group of two, written in case I get hit by a bus and never get to find out what happened next.

The Intended Effect by Esme_Abner (E)

A post-S2 fic that begins with a very sad Crowley and a conflicted Aziraphale and a surprisingly not-awful Jesus. It's all building toward our boys reconciling, because like everyone else, my heart is broken and I need to pick up the pieces somehow. And they might try to like save the world again, too.

(I just can't wait for) Season 3 Good Omens! by RCReveal (T)

After Season 2, I really needed to find out how Aziraphale and Crowley could get their reunion: a real reunion & not 'pretendy real'. They both have so much growing to do with neither of them, yet, being able to even say 'I love you' clearly to each other. Angel, what's going on? What kind of doublethink are you doing to still think that Heaven is the Good side & that you can't even admit to being friends? But you'll do anything to protect the World. Crowley, always planning on running. Sorry, but that won't work. If you had run at Armageddon there'd be no here to be in. But somehow, still a little seed of optimism. And wow! what you two can do together! Especially with a little help from old and new friends. So here's a story about averting the Second Coming with that great ensemble cast of characters in Heaven, Hell, and Whickber ST. Long set up, but then starts to speed up, kinda a wild ride from chapter 42 onto the end. This story is at about the same level of cursing, violence (well, maybe a little more Gaiman-esque), humor (definitely much more Terry Pratchett-esque) and romance as that of the second season.

There's a Special Place on Earth for Beings Like You by Kipje (T)

Set two years after Aziraphale leaves to become Supreme Archangel. It’s the Second Coming. Aziraphale is tasked with finding parents for the new Christ and returns to earth. He needs Crowley’s help, but the two haven’t spoken since the break-up. Crowley doesn’t want to forgive the angel, nor does he want to help out with the baby, but he finds it incredibly hard not to get involved. OR Aziraphale and Crowley raise the new Christ together; a girl named Eden. While they try to sort out their feelings and avert the apocalypse. Excerpt: Crowley had always assumed Aziraphale would want to run away with him in order to be together. He had never bothered to ask if there was a version where they would be an ‘us’ on earth. What was Aziraphale supposed to do once they arrived in the Alpha Centauri system. How would that even work with his book collection? Sure, Aziraphale had fallen in love with the demon – and it had taken him a while to be able to admit that – but he had also fallen in love with humanity, with earth. He had never planned on leaving. He knew earth would be no fun without his favourite wily serpent, but that did not mean he would be fine anywhere as long as Crowley was there. He had standards.

- Mod D

[chambers003]

ngl the martyn ‘canon’ eyesandears au watcher and listener designs go hard as hell. no having to look up bible fanart from the 1600’s or going back through evo videos to find the statues required just draw a guy all one colour duplicate the layer colour the layer below all one colour gaussian blur that shit and fill in the background. easy peasy. good for people like me who cannot be bothered about referencing anything ever

[falling-endlessly]

Boomerang (part 2)

Vox x Female!Ex!Overlord!Reader

Summary: After being faced with a dilemma, Vox tries a new approach to get you back. All hell breaks loose.

<—Part 1 Chapter Index Part 3—>

"You're shitting me right now," Velvette's eye twitched as she stared at the snoring TV demon sprawled across your bed. "For fuck's sake, what am I? A babysitter?"

"At least he's knocked out," you crossed your arms, raising a brow. "You won't have to listen him try and tell you that he lost his hat, only to realize it was on his head the whole time, and then start crying because he forgot he owned such a cool hat."

Velvette smacked her forehead audibly, dragging the hand down her face. "Jesus Christ," she hissed under her breath, before glaring at you in irritation. "You know, none of this would have happened if you hadn't left, right?"

"Vel," you said tiredly, rubbing your temples.

"Do you know how fucking annoying it is to hear him bitch all goddamn day about you?" She growled, waving her hands around aggressively. "I'm this close," she held her fingers a millimeter apart. "To pouring water all over his monitors. This. Close."

"Vel—"

"And then there's Valentino, who's also in a fucking mood. You know what? Forget about the water. I'm going to shoot both of them in the—"

"Velvette!" You raised your voice, making her grit her teeth. "I'm not coming back. He made his choice," you glanced at the demon in question, currently drooling all over your pillow. "It's not my problem anymore."

"Is that what you think?" She snapped, crossing her arms. "That you can just, what, leave your shit in a mess and walk out? Sorry to burst your bubble bitch, but you aren't fucking Cinderella. Things aren't just going to magically work out if you hide from them."

"I'm not hiding—"

"Bullshit!" She growled.

Your jaw set tightly as you both stood in a tense silence, glaring at each other.

After a few seconds, you sighed, shaking your head. "He already knows what he has to do if he wants to fix this," you said firmly. "I'm not going to change my mind."

Velvette pressed her lips together, before letting out an irritated breath. "Always fucking cleaning up everyone else's messes," she muttered angrily under her breath as she roughly hoisted Vox's limp body over her shoulder. "I'm going to kill him. Pathetic piece of shit—keep up a good image my ass."

She was almost out of the window when you called out, "Vel."

Velvette turned to give you an annoyed what now look over her shoulder, scowling impatiently.

"Thanks," you said sincerely.

She didn't answer you, instead turning and vaulting herself out of the window, disappearing from sight.

****

Vox woke up feeling like his screen was being forcibly bent in half. "What the ungodly fuck?" he whimpered, grabbing fistfuls of his sweaty bed sheets as he tried to control his breathing.

His stomach roiled ominously, making him gag. "Nope, nope. Not here," he stumbled out of bed, staggering to his attached bathroom like a desperate zombie and nearly running face first into the wall.

Vox dropped to his knees, flipping open the toilet lid and shooting out an unholy amount of chunks.

"What the—ugh, holy shit!" Velvette coughed from the doorway, shielding her face. "God, that smells worse than that skit when Angel got shat on."

Fuck you, he wanted to say. What the fuck are you doing in my bathroom?

But instead what came out was: "FUghhhuckk!"

Velvette watched him, unimpressed and disgusted. "You're an idiot."

"Not. Helping." Vox growled miserably, screen flickering as he gripped the edges of the toilet bowl.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Velvette jeered unsympathetically. "Who dragged your pathetic drunk ass back here last night? Oh, that's right!" She snapped her fingers in a mock eureka! moment. "I did. How about a little gratitude?"

Vox lifted a weak, trembling hand and flipped her off.

Velvette rolled her eyes. "Ungrateful bitch," she muttered under her breath.

Vox heaved loudly into the toilet, making her cringe. Gross. She grabbed the hand towel off of the rack, before throwing it at his head. It landed on the top of his monitor, hanging off the corner, before he grabbed it and sluggishly wiped his mouth. "I th-think I'm sh-short circuiting," he groaned, gripping his head in pain.

"You'll be fine," Velvette closed her eyes in frustration, but internally her thoughts took a different turn. She hadn't seen Vox this fucked up in ages. Val maybe. But not Vox. He cared way too much about his public image. This erratic behavior was very, very unlike him, and it was starting to become...concerning.

"What happened?" Vox coughed, leaning his monitor weakly against his forearms. The last thing he remembered was the fight with Val, and then—a garden...? The hell?

"Well, apparently, your dumbass thought it was a good idea to pay Y/n a visit—" Vox froze at the sound of your name "—to personally deliver her flowers at three in the morning. Then you cried about your stupid hat, passed out in her room, and she called me to pick you up like an incompetent child. The end."

By the end of her rant, Vox's expression looked even more pained, if that was even possible. "Shitttt," he moaned, curling in on himself. "Fuck. Shit. Fuck."

He looked so pathetic and distraught that Velvette almost felt bad for him. Almost.

For a long moment, the only sounds in the room were Vox's labored breaths and Velvette's judgmental stare. The silence was starting to border on stifling when Vox finally broke it.

"Did she like it?" He asked quietly.

"What?" Velvette scowled, crossing her arms.

"The roses," he continued, making her raise a brow. So he did remember buying the flowers then, she never told him what kind they were. "Did she like them?"

She was about to dismiss it when a sudden memory struck her, making her pause. "She kept them. In a vase on her night stand."

Vox slowly lifted his head, a warmth (not bile this time) blooming in his chest. You kept them. Even though he'd made a fool out of himself and probably ruined your night. And you didn't kick him out, either.

You still care, he realized, with a fragile, growing hope.

And that meant—he had a chance. Not baseless hope this time, an actual, legitimate chance to win you back. A slow, goofy grin started to climb his face.

"What—what the fuck? What's with the idiotic look on your face?" Velvette cringed away, disturbed. Then realization hit her as her eyes rolled skyward. "You're going to do something incredibly stupid, aren't you?"

"Maybe," he grinned, before another bout of nausea hit him, making him retch violently into the bowl.

"Idiot," Velvette reiterated.

****

"Oh, hell no," you heard Vaggie say, making you glance up. The moth demon looked incredibly hostile, spear pointed at whoever was at the door.

Concerned, you lifted from the lounge chair you were seated in, taking a few steps towards them, only for a firm hand to land on your shoulder.

"Toots," Angel Dust laughed nervously, moving to block the scene with his body. "Maybe you should let the others sort this one out, yeah?"

"Angel, I know I don't look like much, but I'm an overlord," you raised a brow, peeling his hand off of your shoulder with ease. "I can probably help."

"Shit! Wait, you're not going to like this," Angel groaned under his breath, but it was too late. You'd already seen him.

Vox caught your eye, a charming smile quirking his mouth. "Hey, doll."

Your fists curled by your sides, eyes flashing dangerously as you started to dematerialize, glowing green code dancing along your skin. You glitched out, growing substantially in stature as your mouth distended horrifically.

"Ohhh shit," Angel cursed, taking cover behind the bar counter.

"What's wrong?" Charlie's confused voice came from the stairwell, only to gasp at your demonic form, glitching horribly as your voice raged like gravelly static. It almost sounded like there was another, deeper voice speaking in tandem with yours.

"Woah!" She bolted to the scene, catching sight of a pale Vox, shocked Vaggie, and gaping Niffty. Husk, Pentious and Angel had done the smart thing and taken cover behind the bar.

"Y/n," she smiled placatingly, raising her hands in a show of non-aggression. "What's going on?"

"Gonna kill him," you spat, making everyone wince. "Can't have one goddamn moment to myself without this fucker appearing like a fucking genital wart—"

 "Hey," Vox laughed nervously. "I'm not here for any of that, I promise. Just—sweetheart—could you maybe not hover over me like that—"

"O-kay Y/n," Charlie stepped between the two of you. "Maybe just calm down, take a few deep breaths, and let's hear him out."

"Charlie, he blew up the hotel two days ago," Vaggie hissed through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, well, so did Pentious," Charlie raised a brow, wincing at said demon's faint protest.

"Pentious blew a hole in the wall," Vaggie argued. "This guy blew up half of the building!"

"Charlie!" Angel yelled, voice strained. "Do something before we all die!"

"Alastor's going to kill him," Niffty said cheerfully.

"I'll kill him first."

"Guys—" Charlie pleaded.

"I'm here for redemption!" Vox's voice cut through the air, making everyone freeze. It even shocked you out of your demonic form, the glowing code disappearing as you shrunk to normal proportions.

"You what?" you snapped.

"I want to...make things right," he glanced at you, making you grit your teeth and turn away. "I'm not here to cause trouble I swear—"

The door slammed in his face, cutting him off.

"Charlie," Alastor grinned, finally pulled from wherever the hell he'd fucked off to in his free time. "Tell me you're not thinking of letting this mongrel stay, are you?"

"What is this?" Vaggie hissed, dropping her head in her hands. "Overlord central?"

Charlie looked down, pursing her lips. "Well, it would be wrong of us to refuse anyone. It is open to everyone, after all."

"Think of Y/n!" Alastor said desperately, smile twitching as he clasped his hands on your shoulders, holding you out like some sort of charity case. You gave him an unimpressed look. "It's obvious he's only here to harass her!"

"And what were you here for again?" Charlie raised a brow. "To see demons trip and tumble down into the fiery pit of failure," she deepened her voice to imitate his, making him let out a screech of radio feedback.

"Look, I appreciate the concern, but I can take care of myself," you said, disgruntled as you shrugged off Alastor's uncomfortably tightening grip. "Charlie, do what you want. But I can't promise I won't kill him."

You were starting to accept the fact that there was nowhere in hell you could possibly go to escape your ex if he didn't wish it. That didn’t mean you wouldn’t put up a fight, though.

"Oh fuck," Angel dragged a hand down in face. He already knew what Charlie was going to decide. "Shoulda fuckin' stayed over with Cherri."

Charlie took a deep breath, and despite everyone's silent pleas, reached for the door handle and twisted it open. Vox perked up, turning towards her attentively.

"Welcome to Hazbin Hotel!" She attempted an awkward, welcoming smile.

****

<—Part 1 Chapter Index Part 3—>

Taglist: @pooplyface1423 @spookysisters @that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main @neito327 @hxzbinwrites @coleisyn @bababahannah

[laundrybiscuits]

The officer leans close, jabbing a finger into Steve’s chest. “You’re damn lucky it ain’t ten years ago or one state over,” he growls. “You could be looking at a felony charge, serving 15 to life. We didn’t stand for this kind of thing in Hawkins when I joined the force.”

Steve just folds his arms and gives the officer a bored look. “Okay,” he says. “Good talk. Can I see my boyfriend now?”

The officer sneers, but he steps aside to let Steve through. They’ve got Eddie cuffed to the hospital bed with another gun-toting guard in the corner. 

“Jesus christ,” snaps Steve. “He’s not gonna escape, he can’t even walk right now. Why don’t you clear out and give us a little privacy, huh?”

“Sorry,” says the guard, not sounding all that sorry. “It’s for his own protection.”

Fuck. He’s gonna have to hope Eddie can follow his lead. All that practice pretending to be a wizard or whatever has to be good for something, right?

He perches on the side of Eddie’s bed and takes his hand. He can do this. “Hey, gorgeous. How’re you feeling?” 

“Uh,” says Eddie, eyebrows doing something hilarious. “Steve?”

“It’s okay,” says Steve. He rubs his thumb over Eddie’s knuckles. This is the most they’ve ever touched, he thinks—the most that was just skin, no layers of denim or leather in between. Not even a layer of blood and dirt. 

He swallows and keeps going, willing Eddie to develop freaky mind-reading powers all of a sudden. “I know you didn’t want to tell anyone about us, but I had to, baby. I’m sorry. I had to tell them you were, y’know, with me when…when Jason killed Chrissy.”

“You didn’t have to tell them about us,” says Eddie slowly. He’s giving Steve kind of an intense look. “Honey-pie. I’m sure there’s gotta be another way. One without as many consequences for you that you might not have thought all the way through.”

“There really isn’t,” Steve says. Thank god Eddie’s so quick on the uptake. Sure, he’s being a stubborn dick about it, but at least it doesn’t seem like he’s going to let anything slip. 

“Fucking hell,” sighs Eddie. “Don’t suppose we can put that pesky little cat back in the bag. Okay. Darling angel, light of my life, corndog of my soul, who else knows?”

Corndog of my soul, Steve mouths to himself. “Just the cops. And Robin and Nancy, obviously. And—oh, remember Hopper?”

“Do I remember Hopper, he asks. Oh, pudding-pop. The late Chief Hopper and I spent so, so much quality time together over the years; he was practically a father figure to me. And just as with my actual dear old dad, his departure was cause for great rejoicing in Casa Munson.”

“Sorry to break the bad news, then. Hop’s alive, and he—uh, he knows everything.” Steve tries to communicate the scope of everything by kind of tilting his head back and forth. “He’s been…helping.”

“Huh. No shit,” says Eddie. Steve can’t tell whether or not he’s getting it. To be fair, there’s a lot to get. “Okay, gallant knight errant of mine, any news on whether or not I’m getting sprung from this charmingly appointed dungeon?”

“We’re…Hopper’s working on it. That’s why I’m. Y’know. Here. To tell you that they know about us.” 

“Cool, right, understood.” Eddie closes his eyes, leaning back on his pillow. It’s so strange to see him in nothing but a hospital gown against white sheets. He looks like a wrung-out dishtowel. 

There’s a commotion from outside, raised voices saying something like you let him what and haven’t even interrogated the Munson kid yet and not a legal status you fuckin—

“Time’s up, sweetheart,” says Eddie, mouth quirking up into the ghost of a smile. “Anything else you wanna say before they decide to upgrade my security?”

“Uh,” says Steve. He’d mostly been focusing on getting the basics of Eddie’s alibi across in a convincing way, and he can’t remember if there were any other details Eddie should know. 

He hears the door slam open behind him, and panics. “Love you, bye,” he says, and ducks in to brush a quick kiss across Eddie’s chapped lips. The last thing he sees as he’s hauled bodily out of the room by a pissed-off detective is Eddie with his eyes gone enormous and shocked, lifting his uncuffed hand to his mouth, looking and looking at Steve like something is always going to be different from now on, forever.

(ETA: small continuation here!)

[chuunai]

Henlo I have something to add to the 100 followers event if that’s cool

Dazai with scenario 2 and prompt 16. Idk how these things traditionally go but…. Your stuff seems good so far and I’m excited to see what you do with this

Thank you thank you, Anon. Also sorry for how long this took everyone I swear I’m combing through the requests 3_3

✧˚ · . dad first, detective second - dazai osamu

who would’ve imagined the demon prodigy having a hellion of his own?

summary ⋆ ★ comfort, fluff, established relationship (marriage with reader), SFW → baby baby baby, Dazai really likes your boobs, etc.

It’s a perfect night, really.

Your warm body resting against his, limbs lazily tossed over each other as you snuggled and acted like lovesick fools. Moonlight poured in from the cracks of the curtains, casting small slivers on your face. Dazai couldn’t help but think of an angel when it came to you. A heavenly being that granted him a new life and forgave him for his past.

Nudging at your cheek with his nose, his voice came out in a sleepy tone.

“You should sleep, [name].”

His hand reached up to cup your face, playfully using his thumbs to gently close your eyelids like one would do with a body. He’d seen many people in the Mafia do that—try and make the deaths they caused seem more peaceful rather than a brutal end. Dazai himself never did that. No need in beautifying a simple concept of its finality and simplicity.

“Can’t. I know she’s about to wake up. It’s nearly eleven, and we put her to sleep at seven. I can tell.”

You shook your head stubbornly, looking at the baby monitor nearby where static noise and the occasional mix of a tiny snore and coo came from.

His little hellion.

Really, he had no clue how he got so lucky. First with the fact that he impregnated you and you carried his baby. Second with the fact that he had his own family now. And third with the fact she looked so much like him. Thick brown curls of hair on her head, big curious eyes that looked at him so adoringly. The tiny freckles and birthmarks scattered across her skin. She had some of your features, yes, but they were more subtle than his features.

Coupled with the fact that she was a bundle of energy and sass like him.

“I insist, pretty. Shinju needs her daddy too.”

He knew how much she made you tired with her habit for refusing to nap for more than an hour or two coupled with breastfeeding and the general responsibility and time that being a mom took. Dazai wanted to spend time with his daughter too and relieve your stress. You’d get sleep, he’d get to see Shinju. Win-win, in all accounts.

Hell, he even gave you puppy eyes in the darkness of your room.

“I…fine. But don’t wake me up if you screw up.”

Dramatically, he sighed and frowned, placing a hand on his heart.

“Does my ‘bella really think I’m an incompetent father? How heartbreaking and cruel of her!”

Much to his relief, you playfully groaned, pinching his sides lightly.

“I didn’t say that, dummy. God, I swear Shinju is more mature than you.”

Jesus, you were so insulting tonight. How was the baby that tried to put anything she could in her mouth more mature than him? Sure, he was a bit funny and childish, but he wasn’t a baby. Well, if he had his face buried in your boobs he’d be a baby. Still, it’s not his fault that they’re just so big and warm and squishy and seem to beg for his attention.

Which is what he soon did, resting his head on your chest while cupping them softly. You were wearing one of his shirts and a nursing bra underneath. He wished you weren’t wearing anything at all, but it wasn’t fair to ask for that when you recently gave birth just a mere two months ago. His libido lowered itself only for you. And when you did have sex—quickies when Shinju would nap—, he was so much nicer and loving than usual. The mother of his child didn’t deserve rough mean sex, no, she deserved gentle treatment under the sheets of their futon.

You deserved everything that he could possibly give you.

So when the small baby demon eventually began to wake up and whimper, he pressed a kiss onto your cheek and slowly got up, whistling a small tune under his breath before waking to the makeshift nursery nearby.

Opening the door slowly, he made his way to the crib and picked up his sniffling newborn, shushing her comfortingly.

“Shhh, it’s okay. Daddy’s here. We don’t want to wake up mama, okay?”

Her tiny hands balled up into fists, weakly moving around and occasionally hitting his chest. Sitting down on the rocking chair nearby, he fumbled around for one of her stuffed animals, grabbing the familiar bunny as he placed it in her arms.

“Look there, Shinju. It’s your bunny!”

From an authoritative Mafia executive to a tired loving father. Lord, Chuuya would be laughing his ass off. Or have that stupid face of confusion while he’d berate Dazai with questions about what unlucky woman had to bear his spawn. But what could that short alcoholic of a ginger say? No woman wanted to birth his babies.

He was quickly snapped out of his thoughts when Shinju’s tiny fingers began to grab at his chest, thinking he could feed her too. He could, just not straight from the source unlike you. Standing up, he went over to the mini-fridge nearby which contained bottles of your milk. It wasn’t too chilly, and so he carried it and the cooing baby to the kitchen where he warmed it up in the microwave.

After it warmed up, he carefully began to feed her, leaning back against the counter as he did so.

It still felt so odd to him. Caring and loving someone he helped to create. His self from ten years ago would never believe it—that they’d find love and even have a baby after escaping the Mafia. He had you to thank for that. The one who picked up the discarded pieces of his soul and welded it into the man he is today—a father first, and a detective second.

Kinda rushed the end but I couldn’t think of anything more :(

Tags: @twst-om-lover, @sinfulthoughtsposts, @xxcandlelightxx

[yurnu]

Para Consecuencia Divina

Mas bien una pregunta es un reencuentro de este universo YA QUE ALGUNOS NI LEEN TUS RESPUESTAS Y HACEN PREGUNTAS ESTUPIDAS

1- Dios ODIA A TODOS DEL INFIERNO INCLUSO CHARLIE, no la ve como Nieta

2- SOLO AMA a Jesus y a ADAM, los angeles los ve proyectos inperfectos pero no le molestan sus existencia.

3- Le hara cosas horribles como debido CASTIGO cuando baje al infierno y le hara ver a Charlie que su sueño NUNCA se hara realidad.

4- Si sentimos penas por sir pentious pero superenlo no lo desaparecio solo volvera ser pecador.

5- Adam NO ES MISOGINO O MACHISTA como ustedes lo ven, si era idiota y le gustaba matar pecadores como entrentencion, PERO YA ESTABA EN EL CIELO, el podia soltar un poco de malos sentimientos HUMANOS, ademas las respectaba o tendria solo hombres con él, solo era como ese amigo o jefe que le ponia apodos tontos, aqui nombre a cada exorcista, ademas vivziepop lo hizo para que se viera idiota, si alguien mas lo hubiera escrito Adam le hubiera puesto nombres geniales, como exterminator, destripadora etc, NO SE QUEJEN POR LOS NOMBRES Y APODOS SON POR APRECIO.

6- LUCIFER NO ES UNA VICTIMA CONDENO LA HUMANIDAD POR CREERCE LA POLLA MAS GRANDE Y TENER RAZON, OJALA vivziepop MUESTRE LAS MIIERDAS QUE ERAN LILITH Y LUCIFER EN EL EDEN.

7- LA IDEA DE CHARLIE ES ESTUPIDA, si hay que perdonar a gente pero los de ahi SON HORRIBLES, Angel no parece tan malo pero quien sabe cuantos mato en su vida de ganster, husk seguramente le arruino la vida a la gente con las apuestas, Niffty es graciosa PERO SE NOTA QUE ERA UNA ASESINA O PACIENTE PSIQUIATRICO, y ni hablar de ALASTOR, NO TIENE UNA PISCA DE BONDAD O UNA CHIQUITA CON LAS MUJERES POR SER NIÑO DE MAMI ES HORRIBLE Y SEGURAMENTE QUIRE GOBERNAN EL INFIENRO Y HACERLO HORRIBLE.

8- LILITH SE HUELE QUE ES UNA PERRA AL MENOS EN TODAS LAS HISTORIAS DE yurnu, bueno una no pero es aqui, ASI QUE ELLA RESIVERA SU CASTIGO DEBIDAMENTE.

Bueno espero que con esto no le pregunten estupideces a yurnu, debe ser extresante para ella responder las mismas preguntas estupidas que lectores no se molestan en ver todas las preguntas anteriores o quieran ver este AU conportarse como sus fanfic mediocres de Dios amar a Lucifer y Charlie NO PASARA EN ESTE TUMBLR.

For Divine Consequence

Rather, a question is a reunion of this universe SINCE SOME DO NOT EVEN READ YOUR ANSWERS AND ASK STUPID QUESTIONS

1- God HATES EVERYONE IN HELL EVEN CHARLIE, he doesn't see her as a Granddaughter

2- HE ONLY LOVES Jesus and ADAM, he sees the angels as imperfect projects but their existence does not bother him.

3- He will do horrible things as a proper PUNISHMENT when he goes down to hell and he will make Charlie see that his dream will NEVER come true.

4- If we feel sorry for Mr. Pentious but get over it, it won't make him disappear, he will only become a sinner again.

5- Adam IS NOT MISOGYNOUS OR SEXIST as you see him, he was an idiot and liked to kill sinners for entertainment, BUT HE WAS ALREADY IN HEAVEN, he could let out a little bad HUMAN feelings, and he also respected them or would only have men with him , it was just like that friend or boss who gave him silly nicknames, here I name each exorcist, also vivziepop did it to make him look stupid, if someone else had written it Adam would have given him cool names, like exterminator, ripper etc, NO THEY COMPLAIN ABOUT THE NAMES AND NICKNAMES THEY ARE FOR APPRECIATION.

6- LUCIFER IS NOT A VICTIM I CONDEMN HUMANITY FOR BELIEVING THE BIGGEST DICK AND BEING RIGHT, I HOPE vivziepop SHOWS THE SHIT THAT LILITH AND LUCIFER WERE IN EDEN.

7- CHARLIE'S IDEA IS STUPID, yes you have to forgive people but the people there ARE HORRIBLE, Angel doesn't seem that bad but who knows how many he killed in his life as a gangster, Husk surely ruined people's lives with gambling , Niffty is funny BUT YOU CAN NOTE THAT SHE WAS A MURDERER OR PSYCHIATRIC PATIENT, not to mention ALASTOR, HE DOESN'T HAVE AN ESSENTIAL OF KINDNESS OR A LITTLE BIT WITH WOMEN BECAUSE HE'S A MOMMY'S BOY, HE'S HORRIBLE AND SURELY WANTS TO RULE HELL AND MAKE IT HORRIBLE.

8- LILITH SENSES SHE'S A BITCH AT LEAST IN ALL OF YURNU'S STORIES, well not one but it's here, SO SHE RESIVES HER PUNISHMENT DUELY.

Well I hope that with this you don't ask yurnu stupid questions, it must be stressful for her to answer the same stupid questions that readers don't bother to see all the previous questions or want to see this AU behave like their mediocre God loving Lucifer fanfic and Charlie. IT WON'T HAPPEN ON THIS TUMBLR.

Wow... Descarga mija, descarga toda tu ira.

[theoddest1]

Rant Warning:

I know a many people have been saying the designs of the characters in hazbin hotel sucks which is true, like non of the sinners wear accurately in their time periods they died. I get Viv can do whatever she wants, but the most effort she could try is to research, RESEARCH, Viv, girl I know research is hard and it takes time but at least try to be mature when handling a criticism, and stop acting like a spoiled rich kid... (Bro lietrally Sir pentious is wearing a f-ing suit and bow tie, Viv where's the steampunk theme? Give my snake man a drip!)

This is where I am gonna nitpicky for no reason.

And then there goes to heaven- Okay I know I'll make people go mad at me so... Yikes, I don't mind heaven, it's actually better than hells design. The background looks angelic and amazing mostly the golden gate, but not exactly I think it would look like in my perspective cause again Heaven just looks like a average city with pastels colors.

The angels designs are meh.. I don't like the exorcist designs and Adams. Mostly Adam's golden wings apparently have stripes that my eyes got too eyestrain by the amount of unnecessary details that's already happening in this show.

The seraphim sisters, Sera and Emily are nice really, they don't have that curse forbid red candy color slapped at their designs, although I would like a bit of variety color other than blue or umm gray yikes.. I have nothing to say other than their dress is reminding me of Stella's dress. Idk if I should be concerned with this or I am the only one who think Viv just recycle Stella's dress and threw it at them.. That's my theory.

As for St. Peter..... BOI did they did him dirty- (this is just a me thing.) HE JUST LOOK LIKE SOME RANDOM WHITE DUDE? AND YOUR TELLING ME ITS HIM?? NAH UH!

This could've been solved if they just made st.peter design accurate, like his a (middle?) eastern Jewish fisherman and a old man, not some twink. I have a bad feeling the disciplines and jesus design ain't gonna look good, but I know fully well Viv won't bother to put them in her disastrous show.. Not even God.. But if she did then were doom.

That's all, sorry for the nonsense I was spewing.

Have a good day and night!

You're good! Sorry for taking so long to answer this ask. It was long, and I wanted to take my time reading it when I could, and for the most part, I agree with this, especially with ST Peter. His design is hideous.

The only one I kinda disagree with is that Heaven's design is good. I feel that it is indeed better, colorwise, but other than that, it's too similar to Hell with it being a city and all. It's very unoriginal as a result and shows a lack of creativity on Viv's part. The colors are pretty cool, tho, but I believe it may have the effect of looking cooler only cause we are so used to the overused pallets of Hell with the constant reds. [I still respect your opinion, it's valid af!]

[mooodyblue]

Cg!Elvis with little!reader who has asthma and a asthma attack! (If you have time!!)

ty for the request <3

wc: 455

you should have listened to elvis. god, you really should have listened to him. 

the humidity outside was making him miserable but the view of you running around outside with not a care in the world was the only thing keeping him from losing his goddamn mind. 

meanwhile, the humidity and terrible air quality was starting to get to you. elvis had repeatedly said ‘no, we’re not goin' outside. it ain't good for your health.’ but did you listen? no, of course not. you just wanted to run around freely, chasing the birds happily like the angel you were. 

you felt your chest start to tighten up a bit, rubbing at it in hopes it’d make it go away. but one inhale of air made it worse, causing you to wheeze out as you clutched your chest.

it took elvis a moment to notice. it wasn’t until you were hunched over gasping for air, hand clutching at your chest that he finally looked up and bolted over to you. “baby?” 

“c-can’t—” you wheezed, almost knocking yourself down to your knees. 

he shushed you, rubbing your back softly. “hell, alright. you got your inhaler on you?” the shake of your head made him let out a heavy sigh—you’d be getting a talking to for that one.  “jesus, okay okay. can you tell me where it is?” 

“k-kitchen cou—”

elvis didn't let you finish your sentence and bolted back inside of graceland, running to the kitchen as fast as he could. he scanned the room until his eyes met with the small piece of plastic on the counter, grabbing it and bolting back to you as fast as he possibly could. 

you were lightheaded and on your knees, struggling for air when he finally showed up. 

“shh, shh. daddy’s here, he’s got you. c'mon baby.” he stuck it between your lips, “big breath, honey….that's real good, take a big breath for daddy.” he pressed down and let you take it in, trying to catch your breath as he rubbed your back gently in circles. “there you go….uh huh…take it easy.” 

“‘m sorry.” you breathed out, still trying to catch your breath. 

elvis shook his head. “relax, baby. you’re alright. ‘s all okay.” he cooed. “can you breathe now?” 

you began to stand up slowly, sighing. “mhm. thank you, daddy.” 

“you gotta start carryin’ this lil’ thing with you, hon.” he frowned. “you like breathin’, don't ya?” 

you nodded, “i do…” 

“that's right, baby. so are we gonna start keepin’ your inhaler on you at all times?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“yes, daddy….” 

“good answer.” he smiled and took your hand. “let's get you back inside and into that cool air, baby. it’s too damn hot.”

[sammygender]

final s9 thoughts

CONS

kevin fucking died

this show is allergic to making sense. first of all metatrons evil because he kicked the angels out of heaven. ok. fair enough i guess. now he wants the angels back in heaven and is helping them get there but hes still evil and needs to be stopped? whats he doing that needs to be stopped? like i understand you guys dont like him but at the end of the day hes essentially going Oops my bad... and going back on his actions but this needs to be stopped??? Okay NOW apparently metatron fancies himself as god/gabriel/chuck/andrew from buffy the vampire slayer and is obsessed with pop culture and wants to be god (this is a fun development) so this needs to be stopped. sure i guess. now hes committing the evil act of healing people lots and declaring himself the new god (yes this is what cas did but honestly it was so much cooler when cas did it.....not being sarcastic....it was....). ok i guess that works out. fun guy. but dear god did his character motivations switch up

jesus christ sam cannot catch a break

like seriously. and hes been so worn down by it all. i feel so awful for him its actually fucking insane no one has suffered more than him

dean intensifies from being intensely jealous controlling and possessive in s8 into full gaslight gatekeep girlboss mode. at the start i was kinda going Well this is fucking AWFUL and evil and traumatic for sam but i would've probably done the same thing if it were me. but then the further in the season the worse he gets as well. once the gaslighting is over he moves onto just getting more and more aggressive and controlling. some of it is moc but some of it isnt <3

PROS

all of the above are also pros except for the killing kevin. what the hell. he was my favourite character. also except for the fact that the show mostly ignores sam's depth of trauma

i like watching dean get worse because i enjoy suffering and emotional devastation and should have sam winchester taken away from me by cps (character protective services)

s4 parallels are so cool. i cheered when they locked dean in the panic room type thing basement whatever. DESERVED!!!!!

MARK OF CAIN IS SICK SORRY. very little of it makes a modicum of sense but like ultimately i dont care. yesssss dean get worse turn into your abusive father!!!

cas :) he had so many eras and i loved them all

unfortunately i am not immune to Crowley. awesome character. so excited for him and deans summer of love

more charlie? i dont remember how much charlie was this season and how much was s8. but i love her

the shows getting self-aware and self-referencial in a way that only shows this long running can do and im eating it up. sorry.

[nerdyarchertea]

Spoilers for Hazbin Hotel!

Read the title. Also some of these may contradict each other I'm just writing as I go.

I have so many questions regarding the series so far and I really hope we get clarification/answers soon.

My questions so far are as follows:

Where's God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit? (Did the angels kick God out? Is Jesus even present in Heaven? Is God and the Holy Spirit one entity or separate?)

How did Heaven become this way? (Apart from the uprisings. I mean when and where is the starting point of all this corruption?)

Where's Eve? (Is she in Hell? Locked away in Heaven? Purgatory? Limbo? [Look I know that there's no evidence that Purgatory and Limbo exists and it's just Heaven and Hell but still, it would be pretty cool.])

Why out of all people is Adam in charge of the exterminators other than being the first human soul on Earth? (Nepotism/Favoritism much??)

How is Adam and Lute recruiting Exterminators? Are they being created somehow or are they like the Hellborns? (The Exterminators seem to follow a certain mindset(I know that they're soldiers but something's off) that they aren't even aware of. If one deviates from the objective then they immediately get punished. Like Vaggie showed mercy to a kid that ended up in Hell, which was the right and moral decision, but get her eye taken out and her wings ripped off. [Speaking of her wings, can we headcanon that she gets phantom pains?] It's similar to what happens if and when an Android becomes a Deviant in Detroit: Become Human.)

Did something happen between Lilith and Alastor? (It's not a coincidence that both have been gone for 7 years.)

What qualifies someone to enter heaven? (It can't be an easy feat due to how small the population is compared to Hell. I mean in Helluva Boss the customers of that one inventor went to Heaven and sent the C.H.E.R.U.B's down to bless him. That could've been for the plot of Helluva Boss but this is Viv we're talking about, I don't think she would've left that line in if it wasn't important. ALSO MOLLY AKA ANGEL DUST'S SISTER IS IN HEAVEN TOO!!)

If Heaven/Seraphims/Angels are responsible for judging souls, then why are so many being sent to Hell? They can't be individual, no it must be by the masses. (Like that one victim who was killed at the camp in Helluva Boss, he just saw something he wasn't supposed to see and wasn't even involved with Barbie Wire n Jimmy's drug deals. Was it because he had the opportunity to rat them out but wasn't able to do so and Heaven punished him for it? Or did he do something that wasn't shown to us off screen?)

Sorry if some of them are really out of left field and the evidence sounds odd I'm just drawing connections where I see them!

[s3tok41b4]

just wanna say, i love your redesigns/reimagining of the HH characters. I have so many gripes about the OG designs, character development, and lore.

like some problems I have with the OG content, I think it would’ve been better if cuss words in heaven were replaced with similar sounding words like fudge (f-word).

(maybe adam could get a pass since he is the first ever human and God could have sentimental value about that.)

I also think the idea of God and Jesus existing in this universe would be really cool and there is a lot you can do with that. it would be impossible for Charlie to ever get a meeting directly with God, the closest she could talk to is the Thrones or Seraphim. God would be a character that is implied but never directly shown in the show, like an enigma and impossible to imagine. I would like to think heaven isn’t corrupt like hell is, but there are some issues with hypocrisy and what constitutes someone being good enough to be redeemed. because the idea that heaven is just like hell, really doesn’t work. it’s literally HEAVEN.

anyway sorry for the long rant i just wanted to share my ideas and express how i enjoy your designs.

Thank you! I love drawing them 💗

Yeah that would've made more sense, but viv finds cussing funny so we got angels also doing it 💀

[takeshitakyuuto]

Trigun Book Club update volume 2/3/who knows

One more week until Trigun Maximum! Then my volume numbers won’t be off :’)

I feel like every time I sat down to read this time around, I got interrupted. Anyways, this is a long one, so buckle up

Ch 13. get his ass cobbler-san

Yaaaaaay ice cream on Vash! Me too me too!

Quite the introduction for Mr. Collarbones

I’m sorry that it’s just kinda funny to me whenever characters call Vash by his full name. That’s Mr. ヴァッシュ・ザ・スタンピード to you

Knives! Your reputation precedes you

I love when Vash puts on his shooting glasses and immediately my spotify switches to FFXIV battle music

Okay so maybe I kinda spoiled myself probably not really, since the beginning I’ve had the question (that the reader is obviously supposed to have) of why does Vash have such a big bounty on his head, but I saw someone say that he’s the Jesus character of Trigun and like. okay question answered I know enough about Christianity to fill in the blanks here, anyways with that it mind it’s really interesting to see how Vash mentions that his goal is to send Knives to hell

This guy kinda reminds me of that guy from Yu Gi Oh. Kaiba? Yeah Kaiba

12 pieces of coin, twelve assassins, twelve disciples. im making big brain connections here (joking)

There’s a ...head in that bag? [insert “so no head” gif]

Ch 13.5 [I think this is an extra chapter] i like the little background we’re getting on Vash and the visuals with him standing over the mass amounts of crosses like a graveyard is really cool

Alright cut it out Nightow we don’t need to get weird here

Even though I rarely read manga digitally anymore, I feel so spoiled with how much manga is published online nowadays. These very obvious scans of paper volumes is so much harder to read, I’m sounding out like half the words I read

You know that chapter of Kino’s Journey (okay I know you don’t bear with me here) where Kino goes to that country where everyone is obsessed with this one guy’s painting of tanks and they’re all like “it says so much about war and society” and then Kino meets the painter and he’s all like “nah I just think tanks are really cool”. Yeah that painter is Nightow

Which is more elegant, this girl’s dress of Vash’s coat tails?

Has Vash always worn an earring? Have I just never noticed? I see but don’t look? How coquette

The interspersed English that Nightow uses always adds a bit of humor. I’m not even a translator but sometimes I think about what I would do with those bits. Would I keep it to make extra work? Would I translate it into a different language that’s more commonly understood than Japanese but not English (such as Spanish)? Translations are weird man....

Vash has the best pouting face of all time

Okay sorry I said a lot in that chapter but I don’t think any of it was serious. Not that that was a very important chapter anyways, other than the bits of world building we got at the very beginning

Volume three! Ch 14. Omg I see that big cross in the cover. Do we get to meet Nicholas Wolfwood himself? God I hope I’m right and he’s the one with the cross because I’m blasting this post for the Trigun Scholars to see. Blease be kind I know so little

Seems like this volume or at least this chapter is going to be a lot of Vash vs Kaiba

So we’re seeing Rem’s death scene and how it displays her love for humanity, sacrificing herself to save some, even if she can’t save everyone. And seeing that Knives has been a bit fucked from the beginning huh. And why Vash hates him so much (cue Losing My Religion by REM playing in the back)

Vash is typically painted as an angelic type of character (thinking back to chapter nine[?] with the angel/plant they met on the sand steam) so having him depicted more as a devil character is really interesting. They even called this his true nature, although that could just be this villain character giving him shit. I’m excited to see how Vash’s character is fleshed out in future volumes and how these seemingly two sides of him create a whole

Ch 15. I don’t know (yet?) if Knives’ plan was to kill Rem along with a bunch of humans but damn. backfiredddd

So this spirit/angel urging Vash not to kill must be Rem right? Since he said that if he kills here, she’ll be gone for real? I’m taking this to be more of Vash’s memory of her and not a literal angel or spirit

Ch 16. I was totally about to rag on them for having all this insane technology and Meryl still having to use a typewriter but then I remembered that this series is from what. the 80s? Earlier? Honestly who could’ve imagined the technology we’d have in just twenty years from then, it’s insane.

Oh that’s cool! Vash is called “Humanoid Typhoon” right? It’s usually written as 「人間台風」which literally translates to human typhoon but at the beginning of this chapter, Meryl calls him 「人間災害」with furigana instructing the reader to read it as “humanoid typhoon” (same as with the other times), however this translates to “human disaster” rather than typhoon

One coin part down, eleven to go...

We’ve finally officially established that Vash has a prosthetic arm, I was wondering when that was gonna happen

First of all what is Vash carrying with him second of all holy shit that panel of the person(?) nailed on the cross

That thing was set up specifically for him? Is this another one of the twelve assassins? I feel like I’m gonna get bored of this set up real quick if it continues on like this

oh man I’m struggling with the blurriness of this volume, I keep messing up さ and き in the furigana and if anything’s got a dakuten I’m a gonner

Ch 17. I bet these poor citizens see someone in an over the top ridiculous outfit and just think to themselves, aw man this bitch is about to blow up the city again. Good thing I renewed my insurance last month

Yaoi proportions are back!

Having the guy who’s pissing you off rip out his own still-beating heart with his own bare hands is pretty badass ngl

Is Kaiba (okay I know his name is Legato but this is funnier) trying to bring about the apocalypse or something? Or rather eradicate enough humans to be able to live peacefully, whether that means all humans or just the ones he considers “evil”? Right now he’s giving me a lot of Light Yagami vibes

Ch 18. Cross guyyyyyy hell yeah. You know, maybe you wouldn’t collapse in the street if you didn’t carry a big ass cross with you everywhere. Just food for thought

Wolfwood speaks in Kansaiben???? Help I’m falling in love it’s my one weakness in this world

I’ve decided that I never want to see Wolfwood written in katakana ever again.

Wolfwood just needs to say あかん and ホンマ and I’m already head over heels

I really like Wolfwood and I promise it’s more than just the Kansaiben! I love how nice he is and he seems to be able to read people pretty well and also he’s kind of a dork. But the Kansaiben helps too

Ch 19. Omg the one guy who I was immediately like 🫵 yaoi proportions ended up being Hornfreak. Yep that’s just how it is

Isn’t it so fun when words you learned from anime pop up elsewhere? There’s “human trafficking,” which I learned from Yona of the Dawn

Oh? It’s Dominique not Dominic? That explains the かしら. Honestly I do like Nightow’s style of “I can’t tell what gender this person is”

Nightow also really likes drawing Vash ass up this is not the time for a dirty joke

Oh my god hes going super sayan also oh my god im so stupid i just closed out of my trigun tab trying to switch jfc

Ch 20. The cat stepped on my laptop and flipped all the images omfg I am having such a time trying to read today oh my god I can’t get it back I guess I’ll just restart my laptop for now? holy shit

Yeah okay closing out of the site didn’t help, restarting my laptop didn’t help, all files were flipped, but luckily someone suggested clearing the cookies for that site and it actually worked. I am so bad with technology. What a ridiculous day.

I’m gonna be honest I don’t know how you all can read this in English, I could only figure out who was speaking based on the fact that Legato used だ where Wolfwood would’ve used や

Lol jump for your coin bitch (Vash I love you but it’s funny I’m sorry)

Wolfwood’s 「ちう」is causing me so much stress. What the hell does that mean, boy. Luckily I have friends in high places (Japan)

I’m so obsessed with the fucked up angel imagery here in Knives’ rebirth

Please no romance between Meryl and Vash please no romance between Meryl and Vash please no r

Guy who only reads shoujo manga: I’m getting a lot of shoujo manga vibes from this (no but really, there’s a bunch of artistic choices in Trigun that I mostly associate with shoujo manga, but I think it has more to do with the age of the manga. Probably Ikeda Riyoko’s influence)

Knives is such an overdramatic bitch, I love that

Angel Vash! The inherent danger of the divine! Although a god can be kind it can also be cruel! Power can be used in many ways and thus is its danger!

We’ve finally established that Vash and this power that Knives brings out of him is the reason why July Town was destroyed. This is probably also the reason why he’s got such a high price on his head

Also really enjoying the implications that these human forms aren’t Vash’s and Knives’ “true” bodies

Extra chapter. Thank god he didn’t shoot the egg oh my god. The irony of consistently taking the lord’s name in vain so much here (term used ironically but also because what else can I say) while reading Nightow’s bible fanfiction just now hit me

I admit it, I totally skimmed that. In my defense, it’s past midnight.

Final thoughts: Having officially finished up the original trilogy, that was pretty damn good! The ending was great (yes, I know there’s much more to go) and quite bittersweet. The pace really picked up for me in this last volume. My only main issue was just friction between me and the genre, which is no one’s fault but my own. I could definitely do for less action scenes, but again, my favorite genre is the “nothing happens” genre. I’m really excited to see where Trigun Maximum takes the series, especially in the ways that these angels/plants are developed. I’m also excited to see more of Knives and Wolfwood and especially how they both interact with Vash, since they obviously have extremely different perceptions of him. I’m not quite sure where the plot is going to go from here, since it seems like Vash took Knives along with him in his disappearance, but I’ll follow Nightow wherever he leads us in this series. What I’m not looking forward to is having to read more of Nightow’s handwriting. God. Even so, somehow it’s still not the worst I’ve seen from mangaka. Oh, also, there was significantly less of that black cat than I expected. I’ll just assume it comes back in Maximum. And (sorry these thoughts are so unordered) wow the art was so stunning, especially there at the end, that I definitely have half a mind to pick up the physicals for my personal collection. Especially with a fanbase revival due to Trigun Stampede, I’d be more shocked if it’s out of print than if it isn’t. Oh and one more thing, we went through three of the twelve coin assassins. Does that mean that we’re going to go through the other nine in Maximum? Also, I’m not quite clear on why Vash has to collect the coin fragments like this is Dragon Ball (disclaimer: never seen or read any of the dragon ball franchise). Was mystical object collection just a trend back then? What’s going to happen, or supposed to, when Vash gets them all? Hopefully this will become clear as the series continues.

[itsmymeaningoflife]

I know it’s weeks late but 11x20 review

* the flashbacks of Daryl and Carol moments through the seasons and Carol being a badass is making me sob

* Look you know I’ll always be a Caryler through and through but Zeke might have been one of the best thing for Carol. He was genuinely sweet and loving and open with her and she needed that. But like I say. Caryl for life

* That’s my queen 🥰 fighting off those men with a baking tray and a rolling pin was ICONIC

* Carol is so pretty when she’s running from the Law

* Hell yeah Carol went straight off to find her man (went off to find Daryl even though Zeke go nabbed from right under her nose might I add. I see you miss girl)

* Daryl bro that’s a bit embarrassing that you’re getting choked out.

* Carol handing Daryl’s crossbow back to him🥺

* Shut up Pamela I literally don’t care

* Okay Yumiko go off. Smack that bitch

* DOG NO

* Daryl immediately trusting Carol in her plan to get Hornsby >>

* Once again I ask myself - is Tommi hot or is he just British?

* On a side note Tommi and Yumiko are amazingly cast siblings. They look so similar (even down to the CHEEKBONES) and have similar mannerisms

* CONNIE!! Hey girl!! Long time no see. I need more Connie and Kelly content. Best sibling duo

* Oh my lord I will never be over how seamlessly Daryl and Carol can work together without even speaking a word

* Hornsby is cracking the fuck up Jesus

* Daryl bro Hornsby looks like he’s enjoying being choked out a little too much

* Carol pushing Daryl off Lance was SO FUCKING HOT

* DARYL WATCHING AS CAROL SOFTLY THREATENS HORNSBY AHHHHH

* Lance asking Daryl to carry him was the funniest fucking scene ever why did no one mention this. I’m pissing. I had to pause the ep. The slightly unhinged flirty undertones? The pissed off but slightly taken aback look on Daryl’s face. Carol man handling him. Cracked me up

* The brief

* shot of blood covered Hornsby with Daryl over his right shoulder and Carol over his left is a beautiful piece of cinema.

* Carol stopping in fear when Daryl is being shot at— not much phases this woman but put her man in danger then she’s gonna panic

* “Not without you!!” !!!! The looking back at each other as Carol leaves!! The final glance!! The fear!!! God these two

* Daryl’s look of relief as he watches Carol leave!!! Knowing he might die in this shoot out but knowing that Carol made it out is enough!! The brief sigh and droop of his head as he turns away from watching Carol leave before springing back into action!!! I can’t deal with these two anymore

* Was Pamela really expecting to keep Sebastian’s Walker in that cell forever?? That’s fucked up

* Lance telling Carol that she was right to leave Daryl behind and he was slowing her down…. And asking who else could do what she just did??? Now I’m not saying I agree with Lance… but I low-key agree

* Lol Carol pulling a gun on Lance after he mentioned Daryl is peak simp energy

* CAROL ONE CHANCE IS ALL I ASK I CAN TREAT YOU SO MUCH BETTER THAN DARYL DOES GIRL

* I’m sorry but I’m not that attached to Eugene so his whole story isn’t hitting these emotional beats for me. I do feel bad for him tho

* “It’s hard to find someone like that, someone you’d do anything for.” And then Lance goes on to compare his feelings for Pamela to Carols feelings for Daryl. AND THEN asking Carol what comes after all the trouble at the commonwealth?? Bros I’m not being funny but like… I don’t think cannon is lost just yet. This convo might be important

* “I know you.” Then in the next breath “Will you let the commonwealth burn?… yeah of course she will. Any of our group would for the safety of their group

* Lance, I’m telling you now, DO NOT hold the kids well-being over Carols head

* That slow mo peely Walker was v cool

* THE MUSIC!!! THE RELIEF ON CAROLS FACE WHEN DARYL SHOWS UO TO SAVE HER!! The shot of him walking through the light!!! Her Guardian Angel!!

* Hell yeah they did get away!!

* Okay Yumiko pop off. Big respect

* That look between Carol and Daryl when Lance mentions the tracks and the train

* Lance stfu these two don’t need you for a single second

* My parents are so hot when they threaten Lance in tandem

* Daryl stepping forward like an attack dog the second Carol says “we’ve heard enough.” They’re so in sync I love them

* Yes Carol take him down. I love her. Nothing but respect for my queen

* Carols little disappointed shake of her head as she gets into the truck after killing Lance honestly makes me think she respected the game he played. He made the wrong choice in the end tho

* Oh my god have they drugged them all?!? That’s awful

That ep was brilliant. A bit bitter sweet knowing we could’ve had way more of that content in the Caryl spin off but what can you do about it aye. Hope isn’t lost just yet

[softquietsteadylove]

Hey what do you think about Lawyer Thena defending the Gangster Gil? I see this more like an enemies to lovers hahahahah🤣

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah, Blondie, I'm listening," Gilgamesh responded lazily, although he knew it would just get him an eyeroll and probably one hell of a lecture. The woman really had a way with words, and the way was boring.

"What did I tell you about calling me that?"

"Uh-"

"You don't know," she supplied for him with even more bite than usual, which was already plenty. For a woman who looked as soft as an angel she was really more of a 'hell in high heels' creature. A very special brand of she-demon, Gil thought. "You don't know because you weren't listening!"

"Okay, okay, sorry," he groaned, lowering his feet from the chair across from him and looking at the lawyer just about frothing at the mouth about it. And as fun as he found it to ruffle those platinum feathers of hers, there was a limit to how much he would let her bark at him.

"I'm sorry, here I was under the impression you'd hired me to defend you," Thena scoffed, tossing down the file she'd been waving around at him onto the table. "But if you'd rather I let them convict you, then-"

"Okay, jesus christ, relax," Gilgamesh snorted, reaching for the file she'd slapped down in her huff. "It's been a long day, y'know. Am I really the first to zone out after having you yapping all day?"

She glared at him, and he was sure if he were any normal man, he'd be pissing his pants from it. "No, but if you zone out, then you don't do well on the stand. And if you don't do well, then I lose this case. And I have no intention of letting that happen."

Gilgamesh allowed his own eyeroll at her devotion to his cause. "Wow, so dedicated."

"I'm defending you after you organised a bank robbery," Thena hissed at him, lowering her voice to a whisper (as aggravated and agitated as it was).

"Hey, that's why banks have insurance," he shrugged. "And I have business with the ass hole that owns all those branches."

Thena lowered herself even closer to him, "don't confess even more crimes to me, moron!"

Gil just held his hands up and shrugged. She'd been the one to ask him to be transparent in his dealings with her.

"Unbelievable," she grumbled, leaning up and away from him and rubbing her temples. "Maybe you're right, maybe it is time for a break."

"Trial's not exactly tomorrow, Angel," he chuckled, leaning back in his chair again. "We do have time, y'know."

"A week goes by much faster than you'd think," she countered, easily ignoring every little pet name he'd thrown at her so far. "Anyone who's ever gotten up there and been found guilty, I assure you, wishes they'd spent more time preparing than they did."

"My god, you're wound tight," Gilgamesh laughed, and was indeed rewarded with another glare. "Do you even sleep at all?--or do you just plug yourself in and lean against the wall of your office?"

"Such a comedian," she replied flatly with that icy stare of hers. Shit, was she as sexy as she was annoying. She snapped the file shut. "At least look at these again while I go get us some food."

"What?"

"Food, I'll go get some," she huffed at him, circling around the desk of the conference room for her coat. "God knows we'll need the coffee."

"Where are you going?"

"Are you really in a position to make demands?" she replied flippantly. She had her coat on and was fanning her hair out again when suddenly he was beside her, grasping her wrist in his hand. She snapped it out of his grasp, shuffling a precious few inches away.

"You're not going out there alone."

"The chivalry act?" she raised a cool brow at him, but Gil was already slipping his coat on as well, meeting her scowl for scowl. "You can't just go waltzing around, you are literally a criminal on trial."

"Hey, I'm out on bail, I can go anywhere a law abiding citizen can go," he argued, tugging at the collar of his coat as he did. "And I'm not letting a lady walk around at the dead of fuckin' night by herself."

"A gentleman crime boss, are you?" she gave him that same infuriating - bordering on cute - smirk.

"I'm a criminal, Sunshine, not a pig, and I'm not letting you go alone, so stop complaining and come on," he growled, rattling the doorknob loudly for extra effect.

"Lucky me," she snarled at him on her way past, her nose in the air and her hair swinging behind her as her heels clacked on the floors.

"Unbelievable," Gil muttered as he followed her out, hurrying his steps so he could keep up with the she-demon and her high heels.

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so I heard you were looking for Ghost song recs

I also took a long time to get into Ghost because metal's not a go-to genre for me, and quite frankly some of their stuff just sounds downright goofy (there's a reason the phrase "Scooby Doo chase music" exists). But I ended up giving them a chance & now I've given them my soul & half my bank account.

Cirice is easily one of their best (I mean, it won them their Grammy!). That entire album, Meliora, is fantastic. It's probably my favorite in terms of overall aesthetic (Metropolis-esque) and theme (the absence of God, religious guilt/trauma, etc.). It also, imo, the best Ghoul uniforms & masks to date.

I would also like to mention that, like Sleep Token, Ghost has lore, but unlike Sleep Token, the lore continues to expand (at least more concretely) as the years go on. Each new album has a new frontman (well the last 2 are the same guy but now he's ascended but anyway), and starting with the 4th album there are also now "Chapters" on their Youtube channel further expanding the lore. And it's some wild as shit lore. I think it was the lore, the antics of the Ghouls, the overal theatricality of their performances, and the creativity of the fandom with some of the vaguer parts of the lore that ultimately made me give Ghost a chance.

ANYWAY, actual song recs sorry:

Mary On A Cross. Yes, the tiktok song. It's actually a damn good song about smoking weed and going down on a girl. What's not to love?

Faith. Probably my favorite of their last album, Prequelle. It goes so hard and for WHAT

Square Hammer. The first Ghost song I ever heard. Also very pop-like & annoyingly catchy. I was humming this song at work and my coworker whipped around and was like "YOU LIKE GHOST?" and it's all been downhill since.

Year Zero. I'm always weak for a choir accompanying metal, and there's something so damn ominous about this all-male choir calling upon the six Lords of Hell. It's definitely one that sounds better live - anything from the first two albums generally sounds better live because of the early recording conditions the band had to go through, especially on this album.

He Is. As someone who grew up in a contemporary Christian church having to hear & sing a lot of generic af pop ballads with Jesus lyrics, He Is is the ultimate in blasphemy. It's beautiful, it sounds like something your cool pastor with his acoustic guitar would make the youth ministry sing every Sunday and that they'd make you teach hand motions to the VBS kids to...and then you realize it's about the Devil.

Hunter's Moon. This was written for Halloween Kills, and a different (unfinished lol) version appeared in the credits for that film. It's just a fuckin' banger, idk what else to say.

Call Me Little Sunshine. Similar to Cirice in a lot of ways, it's lyrics carry double meaning & it has a sinister undertone.

Dance Macabre. It's very 80s rock and again, very catchy. The Carpenter Brut remix is also a banger.

lastly, a personal favorite that isn't one people usually recommend...Deus In Absentia. This one's one of the goofy-sounding Ghost songs (in my head I compare it to something out of Repo! The Genetic Opera), but it has easily the most devastating bridge section I've ever heard.

You might notice I skipped a lot of the first two albums. Idk your tastes in metal/music, but I personally found it easier to start at the end and work backwards. It made the, well, silliness and simplicity of the first two albums easier to stomach and eventually enjoy. Lots of great songs on them as well, they're just not what I usually recommend as a starting point.

Christ this was way too wordy. Sorry about that. Hope this helps!

Damn that's thorough! The detail!! The links!! Are you an actual angel? 🥺 Thank you, I really appreciate that! I'm gonna sit down this evening, make myself cozy and go through all your recommendations! ♡

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So I was wondering whether the people burning in the Christian hell can know any latin, since that is the language of the clergy, which kinda makes it the Christian God's preferred language (or does that apply to ecclesiastical latin only?).

Like, obviously some demons speak latin bc according to the extended Lore they sometimes speak latin during exorcisms, but it kinda makes sense to them since the lore says that demons were once angels so ecclesiastical latin should be like their mother tongue (don't argue with me about hebrew being the OG language of the Bible, we are talking Vatican era Christianism here and I think by this point that should be treated as its own lore bc too many things were added to it over the years. Like if we would agree that hebrew is the language of the Bible and God then the exorcists chanting latin at demons wouldnt make sense. Vatican era demons, God and the clergy obviously agreed to use latin from then on so we will go with their made up rules).

But I feel like your regular average Christian sinner should not be able to speak latin in Hell. Like, if you are in Hell, God has abandonned you, I am sorry to be the one delivering the news to you. And while I don't think that a lot of the regular sinners would know latin, there is definitely a lot of priests and nuns down there who would be praying in latin for God to deliver them and if I was God I would find that annoying, and if I was a demon I would find it insulting. Like, wasn't Satan's whole rebellion about not wanting to bow down to humans? Where do these inferior creatures get off on speaking their mother tongue? I feel like they would hate people who just decided to learn latin for the audacity, but they would have a sepcial hatred for the members of the clergy bc if you think about it, the priests and nuns burning in hell are their human equivalents: they too have sworn themselves to God and they too betrayes him. And looking into the mirror like that must hurt some type of way.

Anyway, I think that the Christian Hell has a blanket "no latin" rule applied to it for all human souls. Like you enter hell and you forget every latin word you have ever known including those quotes you learned from the Roman Era (pour one out for the guys who often think about the roman empire i guess). That ofc poses the fun question of what counts as latin bc ofc a lot of latin words are now used outside of religious context such as in scientific classifications or in names (like the one in my url). Would I forget my own name? Who knows, might have to summon a demon to ask but I'll pick up a cool middle name just in case.

So the big question is, what happens to the romans? Like from early christianity? Does Vatican-era Christian Hell have custody over their souls? If they spoke only latin, can they even speam or think words in hell? Like how many mono-theistic latin speaking romans are we talking about?

I say monotheistic bc I think that everyone's soul goes to the appropriate afterlife of the religion they believe in. Like, the soul of someone who doesn't believe in Jesus going to any version of the Christian god feels wrong. Like, imagine you are modern day pagen worshipping aphrodite and suddenly you are in saint peter's office getting the christian afterlife onboarding package. That is just not right.

It would be funny tho.

Which brings me to my main point: imagine a legal drama-comedy tv show (5 seasons, 24 eps per season for the syndication and royalty checks) called Devine Law where gods engage in ruthless custody battles for the souls of people who believed in gods/religious entities from multiple religions. We could have all the big names from word religions plus we could throw in lesser known pantheons from native american cultures or pull in African religions ... actually we can make an African spin off to let those religions have the spotlight (and to make money in that region too) and we can have a South East Asian spinoff too (for the same reasons, my cat needs to eat).