#🥀 the.voice.of.truth

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((ooc: GGGRHRGDHRGRGGFHDGR I WANNA MAKE ANOTHER POLAROID ANGEL AU GMV WITH "WOULDN'T YOU LIKE" FROM EPIC AAADADAHAHEF THE VOICESSSSS

FUCK IT. 15 NOTES, I'LL MAKE THE GMV

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((ooc: I live by the "be cringe, be free" rule and thanks to that, this blog exists

[OC X CANON APPRECIATION POST! 🩷✨]

REBLOG IF YOU LOVE AND SUPPORT OC X CANON!!

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((ooc: I FINISHED THE VIDEO!!! NOT REALLY PROUD OF THE DRAWING IN THE END BUT I FINISHED IT!!!

Song used - Open Arms - EPIC: The Musical Animatic - YouTube

Characters used - PA!Forcas by @lopilofficial & Asmo by @ur-local-demonlol

note: the relationship i set up for them in this video is mainly friends that are healing with each other's help but im not sure if it can be canon so they're just roommates for now. we'll see what their friendship turns into overtime :]

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((ooc: I was planning on making a funny video where Asmo brags about his height to Porter with the "Why, so we can see eye to eye?" audio from TikTok but then I listened to Epic: The Musical and thought about these two singing Open Arms. One thing led to another and I'm now working on the drawing part of the video.

(Polaroid Angel is by @lopilofficial btw :3)

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((ooc: do you just end up getting obsessed with certain characters in a piece of media or OC's you created that you end up putting them in some of your schoolwork?

Well here's my recent slogan activity I made for one of our subjects featuring Forcas and Asmo

Yes, I am aware I made Forcas a bit small. We had like 30 minutes to finish it.

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((ooc: I've already finished two parts and I working on the third atm. Here's a peek for the second part :]

ASTA FINALLY GETS HER CAMEO >:D

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Sniff sniff

I smell someone's bday today......

It starts with a D... And their last name has a B on it...

Hint: he has an entity

"Heya! Mod here. Just wanna say happy birthday to @deltablythe !!"

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((ooc: Change of plans. Media asks are OFF!!! Can't risk getting disgusting gore from some randos online. Stay safe y'all!

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((ooc: gonna be inactive for maybe like, five days. does that count as a week? idk. won't be answering any asks until i feel better. just leave a bunch of them in my inbox if u want so that I can feel a bit of serotonin when I come back to answer them. things have been really shitty on my end.

see you guys in a few days.

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*turns to look at these two after binge watching AlnSt*

((ooc: ... I wanna redraw a scene with them.

(yes, i know it's supposed to be round 7. i just realized that after posting this.)

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MOD!!!! GIVE US FACTS ABOUT ASMO AND ASTA AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!!!!!

😭😭😭

((ooc: AIGHT SIGN HERE 📜🪶

LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT MY CHILDREN >:]

- Asmo and Asta are basically the same person, Asmo being the main body. He changes his gender according to his victim's preferences.

- Asta hasn't been used during the times where the Salem Witch Trials were a huge thing in the 1600s.

-We don't talk about what happened back in the 17**

- If you were to compare angel/demon aging to human aging, Asmo was 14 years old in human age when he was sent down. He's currently 29.

- He was one of the seraphim that created different creatures once Earth was slowly starting to grow, two of them being modified by another angel. These creatures include blobfish (the normal version. the pink version was done by another angel), stingray, flamingo, tarsier, Tasmanian Devil, etc.

- Canon-wise (Eloquent Countenance), he's only ever had ONE relationship, but he wasn't really sure about what kind it was. Him and his ex-partner didn't really know much about relationships.

- In the canon storyline (Eloquent Countenance), he met Forcas during the late 1800s.

- He was assigned to make a vessel for an angel but only because the Head Seraph needed to see if he was better off making creatures or making vessels. He succeeded but wanted to keep making animals instead.

- Asta is almost never used. He's seen some shit.

- His favorite color is (wait for it) hot pink.

- He loves spicy food and has an incredibly high tolerance for it.

- Asmo is based off of Crowley from Good Omens (personality, backstory, and traits) and a little bit of Alastor from Pilot Hazbin Hotel (mannerism and style).

- He has an unhealthy obsession with Kim Petras and Lay Banks.

- Asta is almost like a portrayal of half of Asmo's personality. She shows off his more hyper and impulsive thoughts.

- Asta is based off of Jessica Rabbit from Who Framed Roger Rabbit (style) and Aeolus from Epic: The Musical (mannerisms and traits).

- Asmo/Asta don't approach people in a bar when they're looking for a soul to eat. They let people approach them, instead.

So far, that's all I have. But feel free to ask for more information!

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((ooc: The tea is HOT. HOLY SHIT.

This is me atm:

📌 remembrance 2

The last thing he heard was the sound of footsteps shuffling in the dark. Opportunistic, waiting for their prey to let their guard down before they strike.

A dark red canary sits nearby, watching the entire scene unfold, the unfortunate outcome of a strangely unlucky man.

"... this was too easy...... was someone watching me...?"

"Or did he lure me here? Like a siren?"

"Tch. I'll have to ask him about it when he wakes up."

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((ooc: they hate me for my goofy french girl swag

project's still at 35% as we speak. it ain't much but we're making progress >:D

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((ooc: man I just LOVEEEEE editing poses for my gacha characters and praying that they fit with the scene I'm trying to portray.

I have been trying to get the Angel and Asta to do a fucking dance together for a whole week now but it can never fucking fit because I dunno how to overlap their arms so it'll look like the Angel's holding her hand. I'm going insane. I had to switch to editing other scenes because of this.

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((ooc: Asmo being unavailable is TOTALLY not an excuse for me to continue the GMV that is 25% finished teehee

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((ooc: since most people in my blog don't know about this, I actually created a backstory for Asmo and Forcas that happened after the events of Eloquent Countenance. Not really canon to the Polaroid Angel universe tho. I'm still working on part two so stay tuned! :]

(it's gonna be huge.)

Silver and Sapphire 1

Something I made while listening to Sailor's Song. This is the storyline I made for my E.C. OC (@ur-local-demonlol) x Canon

(u might need tissues idk i suck at making angst sometimes) (TW/CW for mentions of SA and religious topics. Not suitable for 16 and below. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED >:[ )

I didn't remember what day it was when I Fell.

I remember what happened, though.

I was just making my newest creation. A beautiful owl with pitch black eyes and feather-covered skin. I was proud of it. I took pride in all of my creations. I put all my love into them.

It has always been my passion as one of the young seraphim.

It was the day after I submitted my new ideas to the High Council. I didn't know how the felt after I did.

"Give us a moment," they said. I didn't want to. I was just so excited.

I didn't know it would happen.

Apparently, the ideas were too controversial. Too problematic. It would cause an underpopulation of Heaven. All of the souls who made it there would lose faith and the clouds would fall down beneath our feet. I begged to change. I begged for them to give me another chance.

But it was too late.

Before I knew it, I was in the dark streets of Hell.

Everything in there was burning. The sky looked empty. All the sinners were attending their daily punishments. The only people in their that showed empathy were the ones that came before me. Hell was a safe haven for them, apparently. It was where the ones turned into demons felt safer in. Any questions were free to ask.

Despite that, I still felt lonely.

I spent a day in the human world. Earth. 17**. I was at a bar and had tried some drinks they called "alcohol" for the first time. I preferred wine, since then. Not because I would still feel close to Upstairs. It just tasted better.

Then I met a man. He offered me to take me back to his home after I had told him I was having a terrible day.

I shouldn't have said yes. I should've known what his intentions were. I shouldn't have been fooled so easily, thinking he was a Good Samaritan.

Before I knew it, I ended up eating his soul.

It was terrifying. I killed a man. For the first time. I didn't know what I was thinking. I didn't know what made me do it.

But I felt full.

That has been my daily routine ever since. I'd seduce someone, let someone seduce me, then I'd eat. It was tiring.

I was tired of using my body every time just so I could get what I needed to survive. Even if I didn't need to eat, people would still come for me.

I couldn't stop them every time.

That was when I met him.

Apparently, he was a guardian. He's been taking care of a few humans, now. He wasn't doing a terrible job. He was just pretty unserious about it.

I suddenly grew an interest in him. I took an opportunity to meet him via scaring away his assignment before talking to him.

Needless to say, he was annoyed.

After that, I wanted to get to know him better. I scared away the other guardian angels from their assignments so that he could come down to Earth more often. I scared away the assignments sometimes, too.

I would take him for drinks, take him to see some tame animals in forests, show him the creatures I created. I didn't know if he enjoyed his time with me. I hoped he did, though.

I was starting to consider him as a friend.

After a few months, I noticed something. No humans were approaching me anymore. Every time one did, I would run away from them, then they would end up disappearing without a trace.

I didn't know why; I didn't know how. I was glad it stopped, though.

Then, the rumors started.

A nun was currently being possessed by a fallen angel that framed themselves as a pastor's wife. Apparently, she survived and was still fully conscious. Much to my surprise, my friend was her guardian.

So, Hell made a deal to the residents. Especially the demons.

Whoever took the angel or the Fallen's soul would get a chance to be redeemed and sent back to Heaven. I didn't know why I took it. Maybe it was because I still wanted to keep my faith.

I visited her, of course. She was a darling. A sweetheart. She was the nicest one out of all the others in the sick cult she had been dragged into. I felt bad for her. Then, the angel showed up.

We were bickering like children while I was trying to win a bit of the angel's soul. The nun started to suspect we had something going on together. We both denied it. But I had to admit, I felt pretty disappointed when I did.

I was starting to develop feelings for him.

I almost got assaulted by a group of men before I heard them getting hit by a car while I was running away from them. When I got home, I saw him. Running away on the rooftops of every building.

It took me a while to figure out that he was the one that's been helping me. I could never have been more grateful.

The next day, I thanked him. Before I got chased, I took a diamond ring from a soul I ate that night. I gave it to him, of course. He was thankful for it. He even gave me a hug...

I felt like crying at the time. It was the first time I experienced such a sweet gesture. The both of us went to get drinks the same day, provided the nun was going to be safe without him for the time being.

He got pretty drunk that night. I took him to the apartment I rented on Earth. When we got there, he started to grow clingy. He was hugging me, giving me affection. It was a lot to take in, but I slowly started growing vulnerable. That was when it happened.

He kissed me.

I didn't know why he did it. He was probably too drunk to even control himself. But I didn't care. Neither of us did.

I kissed him back.

I left the room after that. Thankfully, nothing that we both would end up regretting in the morning happened.

But still. He kissed me.

The angel fucking kissed me...

I tried avoiding him after that. I understood he was probably going to hate me if he found out. But he had other plans.

He was looking for me. He was trying to talk to me. Even after what had happened. My heart ached for his persistence. Eventually, I was forced to do so when he saw me eating a soul because of my bad habit of doing so whenever I felt... terrible about myself. Even if I was full.

We talked, and talked, and talked, until one thing led to another. He needed to know if it really did feel right for him.

It did. But I still felt a sense of dread in my chest. I wasn't afraid of my safety. I was afraid for his. I was worried this lovely angel would get casted down because of me.

Despite that, he didn't care. He still hung out with me. Every single day. Sometimes, if we felt like it, we would make love. It was gentle, unlike the rest that I've experienced in the past. It was a nice change of pace.

I started growing comfortable with the nun and the angel's company. If there were times that I felt unsafe Downstairs, I could visit them. Luckily, the church they were staying in wasn't as "holy" as one would think. I was able to freely roam around without feeling my entire body burn.

The angel eventually gave me back the ring since it wasn't exactly his size. I was pretty sad about it, but I promised I would get him one that fit.

When I went Downstairs, I was greeted by a load of demons asking me how I did it, some of them enraged, some of them happy for my success. But what success?

I talked to Lucifer about it. I felt lightheaded after hearing what he said.

When I gave the angel the ring, I was offering my trust in exchange for his soul. Giving it back to me took a bit of it.

I had won.

I won the deal.

(Part 1) (Part 2)