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⚠️This Short Writing Scenario is an AU of Good Omens but with my OCs, So it has minor spoilers to Good Omens s02 e06 last 10 min. or so

If you haven't seen Good omes and is planning to watch it, I dont recommended reading it, but if you dont care, then go for it I guees, you are your own Lord, no one can tell you what to do⚠️

🔴⚠️ Mention of slight Abuse⚠️🔴

🔴⚠️Slight Homophobia ⚠️🔴

🔴⚠️ People Kissing⚠️🔴

Norman's Point of View

as I was waiting for my friend to return from chit-chat with Lord Mauri outside, a Lady & Man that We tried to hook up entered the bookshop, it was my friend Hanah and her "friend" Tom

Hanah: Hello Norman

Norman: Hana and Tom! what an pleasure to see you both, would you like a cup of tea, or perhaps, coffee?

I asked as I started walking upstair to the kitchen+livingroom (both of them were following him)

Hanah: Not really for me, what about you Tom?

Tom: Hm, Can I get water please?

Norman: of course

I said as both of them sat on the couch, I gave the water to tom and he thanked me, I took a chair from the kitchen part and put it in front of them and sat

Norman: Soo, what brings you here? I guess it isn't some books right?

Hanah: Isn't it obvious Norman? you and your boyfriend have been trying to hook up us, even tho, I already have partner

I was suprised by her "boyfriend" I mean, he isnt my "boyfriend" he is my Best friend, even tho he is supposed to be my enemy

Norman: We aren't a pair, We are just buddies, ya know? what is the term that you use here, Homies? I think it was like that

Hanah: Yea sure then, Anyway, why were you trying to hook us up? like, he isn't even my type

Tom looked kinda sad and disappointed

Tom: I mean, she got a point, We both wants to be left alone in peace, and not some two gays trying to hook us up

Gays?! I am sorry, But I am not in LOVE with him, I guess sure he looks pretty, with his Raven black hair that just waves in the wind, or his whiskey/Hazelnut eyes that just shine against the moonlight, but thats like all

Hanah: Look, I am just kinda worried about you, you should talk about how you feel about him, its not healthy to try hook up other people instead of hooking up with each other

Tom: thats true

Normam: Uhh, so, what do YOU want ME to do?

Hanah: just tell Mr. Gersch how you feel and talk stuff out

Norman: hahaha, thats hilarious, we have knew eachother for many years, we dont have anything to talk about, we know eachother, we are like family

Hanah: Norman, there is something in you isnt it? I have noticed how you were sometimes staring at him in lovey dovey way

as she finished the sentence, I kinda was lost in thought, I mean, He is indeed a beautiful Angel, one of the most Kindest and yet Overprotective Angel I have seen.The different popular fashion styles that he wears everyday and always say "whaaaat? black is an popular colour, and if we are supposed to blend in, then it works perfectly" somewhat maded me Chuckle and blush always. He even once wore an crop top and hoodie over it, I almost faint on how se-

Norman: Ou

Tom: what is it?

Norman: emm nothing, but yea, I will try to talk to him okay?

I stand up and walked them out of the store and then waved at them

I closed the doors, and decided to look through some Books that I have, I got stuck in the young adult/romance section.I then started looking through the books and was repeating the same line over and over again "Do I love Aaran? Do I really love him? Do I-" I heard an Bell ring when Someone enters the shop, I turned around and noticed it was Aaran and he had happy face and was moving happily, you could say it like that

Norman: by the face you have and the way you move, I guess we aren't in that big problem?

Aaran: surprisingly, no, Even tho, it was quiet chaotic what happened, Anyway! I have some very great news for you my dear

I looked confused, what great news could Lord Mauri gave him? he isn't the nicest guy, so I am not sure

Norman: What is it? also, I would like to talk about something later

Aaran: ou, okay? so em, Me and Lord, we were like talking outside at the cafeteria about what will we do with the free space of Supreme Archangel since traitor Rozzie and Enemy Janne left

he started walking closer to me

Aaran: sooo he gave me the idea to become the Supreme Archangel, but thats not all my dear

he was standing right in front of me with an big smile and happy eyes

Aaran: he aslo promised that he would bring you back as Angel! isnt that just great?

I was shocked and left speechless

Aaran: We can be together in heaven, and make it a better place

Together? in heaven?

Norman: What? please tell me you said no to that

he looked at me suprised and sad

Norman: tell me, you said no, please

Aaran: I mean, I said that I need time to think about it, but he said "what there to think about? its an amazing choice dude" sooo I then emm

I looked devastated and disappointed on him, Why he would agree to be The Ruler Archangel or how is it called

Norman: Angel, did you forget what they do? they are heaven, they don't care about anyone, all they care is power, and I dont want the same happen to you, okay?

I said as I touched both of his arms

Norman: Please, I want you to stay with me okay?

Aaran: but we can be together in heaven

Norman: no, its definitely some trap, If I would go back there ,I would get killed for who I am

Aaran: why would they kill you? is it because of the Armageddon?

at that moment I realised that I never told him about my gender preference, its true we knew each other over 6000 years, but we never talked about our secrets

I then Decided to stop holding him

Aaran: I am sorry Norman, but I have to do it

Norman: do what?

Aaran: Be the Supreme Archangel, I can change the heaven to Better place

Norman: so you would rather choose heaven over me?

when I finished the sentence, it seems like the wind here got thicker. Aaran looked at me suprised

Aaran: wha- of course not, I wouldn't leave you

Norman: then dont go, stay with me, on OUR side, we don't need them they are toxic

Aaran: but my dear, you can go back being angel, being the Almighty Zalkien, the one who is capable of magic and healing

I felt sad when he said it, to be honest I am happy that I have fallen, that place is horrible than the hell.I wanted to cry, so I decided to walk up the stairs to my room

Aaran: where are you going?

Norman: I am leaving, so you can go being the Supreme Archangel without me

Aaran: but I care about you

Norman: Can you just fu**ing leave me alone, like everyone else did?!!

I looked at him from the stairs as I shouted those words

He looked at me with an fear in his face, but he also seemed worried

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__________Aaran's Point of View____________

I was shocked that he drove at me like that, his face had small tears on his eyes, Oh Amolos, what have I done? He then ran up the stairs, before I could even catch

Aaran: WAIT PlEA-

I couldn't even finish and he already slammed his door wich maded loud noise

I looked at my hands and everywhere in the room, it was my fault, what I was even thinking? of course he won't like to go back because he is demon. No, he doesn't wanna because he wants to be with me here, I felt Horrendous, I felt like I should go upstairs and calm him down, I heard someone open the door wich maded the bell rink, but I didn't turn around to look who it was, I was staring at those stairs and thinking what I have said

Mauri: Soooo Is he going with us ooorr?

After of thinking and regretting my choices, I decided to stay, its the best option for both of us, because even if being supreme Archangel where you have almost all power to do whatever you want, it won't be good without him there, there is no point in doing it without him, so I turned around and looked at him

Aaran: I think I will rather decline your offer

Mauri: what are you talking about? is this some joke?

Aaran: I am saying, that I don't wanna be the Supreme Archangel

he looked at me shocked and waved his arms in the air

and laughed of bit

Mauri: You are joking right? because normally, an Angel would kill someone to be an Supreme Archangel

Aaran: Well, I guess I am different then. The offer does sound nice, but I em, prefer being the emotional support side-kick then being a leader

he looked at me pissed and then looked at the stairs and back at me with some disgusted smirk

Mauri: did HE told you something? because I bet my ass that, that the fucking homosexual demon did some of his miracle to change your mind

I was suprised, Homosexual? its kinda weird, because Demons and Angels dont have like gender. I get that he wouldn't date Someone who looks like a woman, but why he never told me that?

Aaran: what are you talking about?

Mauri: ouuuu, he never told you, did he? why do you think he fell, huh?

Aaran: I dont know, he never talked about him falling

Mauri: Yea makes sense, He was Gods favourite Angel you know? but he just one day, told me that he wouldn't date someone who looks like woman and also kissed one of his "boyfriend" so thats why he fell, well, main reason

I felt sad for him, it makes sense he wouldn't like to comeback because of that, but then they said something that maded my blood boil

Mauri: He is an A***ole, they should have killed him there, we had to torture him before he fell

Aaran: you what?!

I said with suprised voice and kinda pissed

Mauri: what? oh c'moon, it was joke Xavier, and also it was funny how he used to cr-

I got closer to him wich maded him stop talking. I was soooooo close to just kill him, I dont like when someone is talking bad stuff about him behind his back and how could a person do those horrendous stuff, especially an Angel for hergot sake

Mauri: Whoa Whoa man, No need to be so offensive, he is Demon in the final, so it doesn't matter you know?

Aaran: but he still have feelings, you guys hurted him

Mauri: why do you care about him? he is just a fagg-

I slapped his face, I will not let him use slur against him, no one should be mean towards people who loves the same gender as them

Mauri: Ou, that hurted you know?

Aaran: leave, NOW!

I shouted and pointed at the door

He looked at me very pissed and still holding his cheek

Mauri: Fine, but dont expect you will return back like nothing happened

he turned and stomped his way out of the shop

I went up the stairs, there was small hall with three doors, First on the right was his room, second one on the left that was in the middle was kitchen and living room, and the last door that was completely back on right was bathroom and there is window on the end of hall

I stand in front of his door and knocked twice

Aaran: Dear? are you okay there?

I asked but heard nothing

so I knocked again but louder

Aaran: May I enter?

I heard like someone waking up and walking to the door

Norman: What do you want?

he said behind the door

Aaran: Hello dear, may I enter?

Norman: why? you hurted me enough

Aaran: what? no! I would never ever hurt you on purpose

Norman: well, good job, because you just did

I let out small disappointment sigh

Aaran: Norman, I am so sorry, it was my fault for acting stupid and trying to force you to do something you dont wanna, i am really sorry

then there was silence

I heard unlocking door, he opened the door a bit and had his fingers on the edge of the door

Norman: Do you truly feel sorry?

Aaran: of course I do

he then opened the door fully and stand in the door. His beautiful ginger curly hair was more messy then before and the hair hided his eyes, but his eyes were stll visible and also bit tired.He also have dried tears on his cheek and is wearing black long sleeve shirt and grey sweatpants

Aaran: Oh my Amolos, I am so sorry

I said as I got closer to him and wanted to touch his face ,but he catched my hand and looked into my eyes. He then let go of my arm

Norman: I- I am sorry, I wasn't supposed to get too emotional over that, it was stupid from me to drove out like that

Aaran: no no, its okay, I get it, you just had rough life up there

Norman: did Mauri told you something?

Aaran: nothing much, he just told me that when I would return to heaven, that they won't be so nice

Norman: Makes sense, anyway, could you please help close the shop? its already pass the time

Aaran: of course my dear

We went down the stairs and checked if everything is on the place, I picked up my plants and some other stuff that I had in the bookshop for while, bcs Heaven got my place moved out after the Armageddon, so I had to stay for while in the bookshop until I found new one.

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As I helped him getting his stuff into his MPV car I decided to ask him if he would like some drink before going

[CB] Aaran: No thank you, I need to drive home sober

[CB] Norman: I didnt ment wine, we could just, drink tea or cup of coffee

[CB] Aaran: Well, if you insist, I guess good cup of coffee would be good

so we both went back into my book shop and he sat on the couch while I maded the coffee

Norman: here you go

I said as I bring him the cup of coffee and sat next to him

Aaran: thank you my dear, its really kind of you

Norman: oh c'mon Angel, you are my friend after all

Aaran: yea "friend", hehehe

he said and drank the cup of coffee and had suprised face

Aaran: how come it is not hot and just warm?

Norman: I dont boil the water until the kettle scream, I let it boil for few second and them turn of

Aaran: interesting

he said and drank from the coffee again, Then I remembered what Hanah told me today, to talk to him about how I feel, but I didn't knew how to start, so I decided to start like this

Norman: Do you remember back in like 17th where we were on the first showcase of guillotine?

Aaran: you mean how some man got his head cut of by huge blade?

Norman: Yes, what was his name? Nick I believe?

Aaran: yea something like that, why are you asking?

Norman: Well, remember how I invited you to my house and drank some wine?

His face went suprised and started chuckling

Aaran: Oh my amolooos! You mean how we got sooo drunk that we couldn't remember much what happened?

Norman: Yeaa! I mean, it was such an fun back then

we then both were laughing and talking about humans and french renaissance. After a whille of talking, we were touching our thigh's and I was staring at his pretty face while he was laughing, he then looked at me smiling wich turned into suprised

I turned my face blushing

Aaran: Aww Norman, you are still the same guy, you didn't even changed a bit after those 6000 years

he laughed and pat my back

Norman: Yea, I em, I wanna tell you something about how we got drunk in the france

Aaran: yea what is it?

Norman: you see, when we em were sitting next to eachother, Talking and laughing while you were em kinda laying on my chest

it was hard for me to talk about it, without putting my head in my hands and blushing

Norman: and then after while our heads were soo close that we could em almost k-kiss?

I swallowed after that sentence

Norman: I mean, I did em pushed you after emmm that, hehe

I let out a small laugh and looked at him smiling in nervous way, he had his mouth open slightly, gosh

Aaran: Oh My-, I- I dont remember that happening, I was definitely totally drunk at that time, I am so sorry

Norman: nono its okay, I just em, woaw! look at that time! it will be almost 10 PM

I said as I pointed on my clock on the wall. We both stand up and walked down the stair

As I was standing between the ile of books and he was in front of the door about to leave, he turned around and ask

Aaran: why did you mentioned the drunk accident? I thought we agreed to never talk about it again, if I remember correctly

I had an big surprised face, I couldn't say to him that it was, because I wanted that to happen again, right?

No, I shouldn't wanted it, so I decided to say a lie

Norman: Well em you see, I thought that em it would be cool to talk about the em guillotine history

I said and smiled at him

he crossed his arms and looked at me with smirk,

Aaran: Norman, we both know you cant lie, especially your feelings towards me

Norman: what? I wasnt lying angel, I was speaking the complete truth

as I was about to leave to my door, something that I thought would only happen in dreams happened

he come up to me, grabbed my face and kissed ME, not some girl,no, it was ME who HE KISSED! A GUY! I had my eye open fully and arms opened, I thought he would stop, but he was continuing to nimb on MY LIPS! so I closed my eyes and hugged him,gosh, why I am doing it? I shouldn't like it, but it feelt so good.He then put his hands around my torso and went with his tongue wich maded me pull out from that

he looked suprised and had red cheeks

Aaran: why did you pull out now?

Norman: I- I was just suprised you did THAT!

he then chuckled a bit and smiled at me

Aaran: You seem to quite enjoy "that"

he said and kissed my cheek and lips

Norman: I- f**k, I em

he put a finger on my lips

Aaran: no need to use words Dear, or should I say

he went closer to my ear

Aaran: Love?

that sentence maded my brain explode, gave my heart 10 heart attacks and maded my stomach turn 180° both ways

Aaran: use affection my Love, if you wanna say something

he looked at me with his adorable puppy eyes and his mouth slightly open, Oh my Megeran, I cant believe this is real, Angel Aaran Gerch just kissed a Demon Norman Fell, and to be honest, I LOVED it, every second of it, his soft lips on my cold one, I- I wanted to do it again, but I wasn't sure he wanted to

Norman: could you em, do "that" again? please?

Aaran: you mean me kissing you?

Norman: Y-yea, please

he chuckled kinda and kissed me shortly, wich kinda maded me angry, so I kept repeating again and he repeatedly kept kissing me shortly, until we both started to chuckle from that and let out tired sigh. We were staring at each other eyes, holding each other and just smiling and blushing, wich maded me realise one thing that I didn't know until now

Norman: I loved you since the first day on the garden, Love

Aaran: I know my Dear, I know

he said and kissed my lips

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Author Notes

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Oh Lord, To be honest, it is longer then I expect it, soooo yea I hope you liked it, I just wanted to write the last 10/20 min. of Good omens ep6 in my style with my OC's, which is a LOT different (Good Omens was more tragic but mine was supposed to be more lovely-Dovey)

anyway have a nice day and yea

(left one is season 1 and the right one is season 2)

Norman = Ginger

Aaran = Black Hair

#good omens #au #oc #writing #good omens au

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giverobmanionatony · 5 years

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Day 61

Drop a wahoo in the chat boys or crowley will in fact drink your milk straight from the carton

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chiyohsrifle · 4 years

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Got tagged by the marvelous @hvnnigram and I can't wait to bare my soul to you guys. this is a long one, so let's go!!

Rules: Tag people you want to get to know better 🖤

Your name and then what you would've named yourself: My full name is Montserrat (I'm Mexican, in case you couldn't tell. Well Mexican-American but anywho) but I typically go by Montse. Mainly cuz people struggle to pronounce my full name hehe but I also just think it's less of a mouthful. Idk, I honestly really love my name and don't think I'd change it given the chance. Maybe something shorter just cuz paperwork can be a bitch. I like Rene but otherwise, I'm pretty attached to my name lol.

Astrological sign (sun/moon/rising if you know them): I'm a sun Pisces, a moon Aries, and a rising Virgo, I believe :)) All in all, I'm an emotional, empathetic bitch

When did you join Tumblr and why?: Was going through my emails yesterday and I've been here for a year?? apparently. So yea, I joined Aug./Nov. of 2019 and I'm almost certain it was cuz I wanted to see more Good Omens fanart lol. But I got more active this year cuz quarantine do be forcing me to have some wack coping mechanisms. Also BBC Merlin had me reeling and I needed somewhere to scream.

Top 5 fandoms: Hannibal (obviously), BBC Merlin, Killing Eve, Good Omens, and The Umbrella Academy 😊

Top 5 favorite films: (oh Lord, the cinema buff in me is Panicking rn) God, there's so many I love but I'll try to give varietyTM. But I'm a Cheerleader (1999), Parasite (2019), The Wind Rises (2013), Little Shop of Horrors (1986), and Hector and the Search for Happiness (2014).

Go to song when you wanna Feel something: if we're talking like emotionally charged, TALK ME DOWN by Troye Sivan always sends me reeling. Endorphins wise, Ahora Te Puedes Marchar by Luis Miguel always makes me wanna jump and move around. And La Vie Boheme from RENT, just pure serotonin

What's your religion or faith, if you have one?: I was raised with a heavy Catholic background but I'm agnostic, I believe is the term. Basically, I don't think there's not a God or higher power(s). I just don't align with anything specifically. But I do believe there's something running things, whether that be spirits, the stars, gods, etc. I can't say.

A song that makes you feel seen: Not to be a theatre kid on main but, Breathe from In The Heights. That song and whole musical hold such a special place in my heart, esp with Nina's character cuz I'm Nina. Every part of that song just Gets Me and i ugh, can't articulate it but yea, that song be me.

If you could pick a career: A writer or painter. Anything creative/artsy really cuz crafting is just so calming to me.

Do you have a type?: ngl, I'm kinda the 'falls in love with their best friend' stereotype but beyond that, not really. I kinda just see attractive people and mentally short circuit

What does your soul/heart yearn for?: Not to sound like a character from Hannibal, but to be understood. To be cared for and feel supported. To allow myself to rest and be comforted/loved. Just to feel safe ig. Whoop, that got personal, anywho

If you had to describe yourself in 5 words to someone who doesn’t know you: intelligent, caring, awkward, Very Queer, and chaotic

Favorite subject in school: English and History!! I think they're absolutely fascinating and I'm gay so obviously I connect way too much with literature

Where does your soul feel most at home at?: Close to someone that I love, in comfortable silence. Or any situation where I have wind blowing in my face, it's super comforting and idk why

Top 5 fictional characters: Rowena from SPN, Bella Crawford, Beverly Katz, Eve Polastri, and Jack Crawford

Top 3 moments in a show that made you ugly cry:

1. The ending of Your Lie In April. Idk if any of yall have experienced that, but let me know if you have cuz shared trauma. I was crying so hard, I couldn't breathe. Dry heaving and everything, it was Not Pretty

2. Like literally all of One Day At Time. I know, it's cheesy but that show means a lot to me and I get so emotional watching it cuz I connect to the characters so much. Anything with Elena makes me sob cuz like she's me but also my baby, ya know

3. Um Queer Eye in general but specifically the episode with the gay pastor. That hit close to home on so many levels and boy, was I sobbing the entire time.

(Before y'all ask, honorable mention to Mizumono, TWOTL, and the ending of BBC Merlin cuz I may have been too tired to cry, but trust me, I was emotionally wrecked after all three)

The earth, the sun, the moon, or the stars: Ooh, I'm gonna have to go with the stars but I love that lesbian space rock too

Favorite kind of weather: Thunderstorms, rain, cloudy, grey weather. Fall, I love the fall, give me autumn pleASE

Top 3 characters to kin you with: Guinevere Pendragon from BBC Merlin, Vanya Hargreeves from TUA, and Abigail Hobbs from Hannibal

Favorite medium of art: I love all art very much but I guess drawing and film especially

Introvert/Extrovert/Ambivert: Gonna say ambivert cuz I can be shy but buckle up, cuz the second I'm comfortable around you, it's absolute chaos. You will learn too much about me and that's okay 😌

Favorite literary quote: If poetry counts, it's something like "And if the devil was to ever see you, he'd kiss your eyes and repent". Idk who wrote it but it's an Arabic love poem. Actual book quote tho, "But I'm tired of coming out. All I ever do is come out. I try not to change, but I keep changing, in all these little ways." from Simon vs. The Homosapiens Agenda cuz damn me too.

Some of your favorite books: Simon vs. The Homosapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli, the Carry On series by Rainbow Rowell, When I Was Puerto Rican by Esmeralda Santiago, Fun Home by Alison Bechdel, All The Bright Places by Jennifer Lee, Autoboygraphy, and Copper Sun

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?: Europe or New York. No real specifics for Europe, defiently leaning more towards Western Europe and the Mediterranean cuz they just seem so pretty. And NY cuz I want a studio apartment hehe and also I adore NY. I went a couple years back and just fell in love. Although live is a loose term cuz I've always thought of moving around a lot. I like traveling and settling down isn't really convenient for that so these are kinda just ideals lol

If you could live in any time in history, when would it be?: Oh, defiently 60s/70s. Also, anytime matriarch societies were common cuz I wanna see what that looked like

If you could play any instrument masterfully, it would be: the acoustic guitar and piano. Maybe violin, but those two for sure

If you have one, which god or goddess do you feel more connected to?: I've always really vibed with Athena so her. But also Diyonuses cuz man's is the ideal.

And finally, your favorite recent selfie in your camera role:

(Excuse the eye bags and look in general, I was sleepy when I took it)

Whoo, that's all folks. I'm just gonna say that any of my followers/mutuals who want to do this, feel free to say I tagged you. Thanks for tag, once again, babe!!

#thanks for the tag!#luv u babe #mwah <3 #get to know me #about me

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helloheliophiliac · 4 years

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fuck it, good omens playing among us hc

aziraphale let’s his bastard energy SHINE when playing as a crew mate

like yeah he’s wary of others and all that, but he will also just follow someone to freak them out

most likely to say “red kinda sus”

az has a very hard time as imposter tho

has definitely said “wait only imposters can vent?”

crowley is so unlucky in this game...the poor demon

“i literally SAW adam vent and you want to vote ME of?”

as imposter tho? god help the crew

the husbands as imposters together is a nightmare, they are chaos incarnate

adam is creepily good as this game...like Really Good

they don’t know if he’s using his powers or just good at deception and manipulation, but either way the husbands are Nervous

newt survives on the sole fact of everyone forgets he’s playing

pepper makes a horrible imposter because when questioned she will say “i don’t regret it.”

brian is a decent imposter, he loves camping in the electric room for crew mates (weslydale)

poor wes, he’s Trying His Best

anathema is pretty good at telling who is lying, but she also can’t lie to save her life

“nathema where were you?” “i was by o2” “...no you wernt” “no i wasn’t”

i might add more as i play but here ya go

#the idea of az and crowley both being imposters #i would fucking cry #these guys could barely find the antichrist imagine trying to murder a whole team #they Cannot #lillie.rambles #good omens #among us

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crushzone · 4 years

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🎬 About Me

Original art of me and my fictional hubby, Ukai Keishin, by @achieve-the-sun, posted with permission. 💕

Hi there!

My name is Nin and I am the founder of Crushzone Cinema Theater. 📽 🍿

🎬 THE BASICS

Age: 23

Birthday: December 24th

Pronoun: She/her

Education: Graduated with a dual degree in Film and Global History

Occupation: Is currently a film freelancer in the camera department, who desperately needs money to pay rent every month lol.

Likes:

- The sound of rain tapping on my window

- Watching my plants rise and droop to the moving sun

- Cooking and experimenting with different cuisines; Japanese, Thai and Chinese are some of my favorites.

- Giving my husband and my cat their head rubs every night.

- Drawing, painting, and photography. (Here’s some of my works!)

- The feeling of accomplishment after you’ve gone through SO much for a project with your peers. To work on your own movie or short film, and finally seeing it done, is such a rewarding experience.

- To eat my Mac and Cheese with ketchup, nutritional yeast, and steamed broccoli. (Fight me lol. 🦖 )

- Eating chips with chopsticks.

- Medjool dates with a spoonful of crunchy peanut butter 😋

-Wearing oversized clothes, especially hoodies.

- Sitting at my reading nook, with my cat next to me on the chair.

Dislikes:

- The buzzing sound bees make when they fly.

- Slipping on my own chunk of hair on the ground; I have a lot of hair and I shed a lot.

- The heat, I may be from Thailand, but I am very much done with the blaring heat. One second I’ll look real cute with my face all done up, but the moment I step out, it’s already melting from my face.

- Going to sleep; there’s SO much more I could be doing right now!

- When my bangs desperately need a trim and is poking my eyes.

- Poor lighting, doesn’t matter if it is real life, just light it like you’re IN a film!! It’s so much more dramatic that way! (For real, come to my house, every corner is lit with some sort of a look/mood 😏)

- Loud noises; when people are yelling all the time, or something is loud, I get nervous when I can’t hear my own thoughts.

- People with bad attitude, a temper, or is just kind of mean in general. There is absolutely no excuse for you to be that way, and nothing productive comes out of it. Nuh-uh.

🎬 FUN FACTS

My parents hired a piano teacher when I was in elementary school, but because I didn’t enjoy her company (for some reason), I refused to absorb information. Little did I know, it would backfire me and would have absolutely no effect to her pay.

I’m that kid who always has 4 spare pencils and 5 erasers to lend out to my peers.

Will serenade to my cat every morning and night, so if you are ever my roommate, I apologize for my horrible singings.

Performed as a cave and pot in my high school production, and lemme tell ya, it is more difficult than it sounds.

Has no problem doing laundry in the morning, but the moment the sun falls, I will be too afraid to go down into my basement to do it. Some may say that it is an excuse for me to put laundry off for the next day, but I always tell my husband that there’s a “Babadook” in there. 👀

One time I stepped on a millipede, and I cried for 2 days because I felt really bad for it.

I’m actually VERY shy most of the times, so if you see me laughing a lot like a hyena, then it’s likely that it’s just me being awkward. OR I may just be having a good time, who knows.

I’m awful around kids, I am SO awkward and will stiff up like a rock (if you see me doing that, pls come safe me). One time this kid asked me why I laugh so much, so I simply just laughed some more while backing out of the room slowly. 🤦‍♀️

🎬 SOME FUN QUESTIONS!

What is something you wish you were gifted at doing?

I wish I could sing. My husband is a musician, and it looks like he’s having so much fun. There’s just something so freeing about it, as if it’s another language that takes time to become fluent in, but when you are, it’s so captivating and expressive. I don’t think I’m an awful singer, but is just too incredibly shy to sing in front of others.

What is the first movie you remember seeing in theater?

It may had been Disney’s Dinosaur (2000), not sure. All I remember was that there were a bunch of dinosaurs on screen, may had even been 3D with those glasses.

At one point, a tiger jumped at the screen, and I started crying. My mom and brother wanted to finish the movie, so my dad had to sit outside with me, until it was over. It was chill tho, my dad was teaching me different dinosaur names. 👶 🦖 🦕

What is the first thing you do when you get home?

Pants off, baby!! I don’t usually wear a bra, but if do, then I guess it’s bra’s off first. Then I instantly hop into my plaid boxer shorts hehee. 🤭

What has been the hardest thing for you to face or learn?

That people go through different stages of their life at different paces, and that is totally okay. When I was younger, I would always overwork, and as a result, I don’t really have a lot of time for myself. I did that, mostly, because I wanted to get a head start at everything, especially at my career. Now that I am 23-24, and had just graduated from Class of 2019, I’ve been getting film gigs since I was a sophomore, and is now a full time freelancer.

Yet, I was not satisfied, because I got to work with a 21 y/o in a position that was under her, and it made me feel momentarily incompetent; like I wasn’t doing well enough. But it will never be enough if that’s the mindset; I never considered that she skipped university and went straight into film, so circumstances were entirely different.

Meanwhile, there’s someone 10+ years older than me who is struggling to get the work I’d get, and that is okay too. What I should’ve done is feel happy for her, and use that to motivate myself to improve. As long as I never give up, and continue to do my best with a good attitude, everything will be just fine.

If you could give your younger self any advice what would it be?

That it’s okay to take a break sometimes, live life a little, and cherish all the happiness, sadness, heartbreak, and struggles that you are going through right now. Every tear will make you stronger, and genuine every smile will eventually pull you through.

Time goes by very quickly, and every stage in your life is a part of you, so make sure you remember how you get to where you are well.

Do you see the glass as half empty or half full?

Half full, just grateful that there’s any liquid in the glass at all, and is excited to acquire more with all the space I’ve got on top, ya know? 🤷‍♀️

What is the strangest thing you believed as a child?

That if you whistle at night, the ghosts will come find you. Or if you play hide and seek at night, then you’ve opened up some kind of portal that the ghosts will kidnap you away from this dimension forever.

Tbh, I think my grandma was just sick of me trying to learn how to whistle when I was in elementary school and of me running around the house at night, so she made these omen up lol.

What time do you usually get up in the morning?

Used to wake up at 13:00-14:00 all the time, but since I married an early bird, I’ve been up at 6:30-7:00 lately.

What time is your usual bed time?

Heeheee 1:00-2:00 in the morning, oops.

How has your birth order/characteristics of siblings affected you?

I have the loveliest older brother in the world, he’s 4 years older, and is very smart, diligent, athletic, and funny. Me being the only daughter, my parents are incredibly protective, so they’d always have my brother do everything for me.

It was a relief when I was younger, but as I enter high school, it became a little frustrating; I felt like I was living under his shadows and can never be considered independent. They’d also spend a lot more time training with him cuz he’s a national competitive swimmer.

Because of that, I had a lot of time to myself, so I experimented with my own interests and grew in my own way. As I’ve grown, I can definitely say that it’s made me a lot more independent and introverted haha. I absolutely dislike depending on anyone (Will be my last resort), but it’s also nice to know that whenever either of us fall, we’ll always have each other’s back.

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Green Wounds, Ch. 2

And we’re back! I’m thinking I’ll post the chapters every Saturday, because I’ve got like, at least half the story done at this point, so posting every week gives me time to work on it while also letting me focus on college stuff. I’ll tell ya tho, I’ve been excited to post this all week!

Enjoy the chapter!... Well, enjoy it as best you can. Things get pretty... pretty bad for Starchild near the end. On the bright side, his look in this chapter is his bitchin Dynasty-era costume.

As the years passed, Ace’s ambition called him away from Starchild, and towards the temptations of the human kingdom, while Starchild, the strongest of the faeries, rose to become protector of the Moors.

A black form flew through the morning sky, twisting through the air and bursting through the clouds. The form drew his wings around himself and twisted into a spiral, higher and higher into the air, until he spread out his wings and floated in the sky.

It was Starchild, now a fully-grown faerie of twenty-six years. He had grown from a young boy into a rather good-looking man (according to the water nymphs anyway). His long, curly black hair cascaded down his back, blowing slightly in the morning breeze, and perhaps with his black hair and splendorous wings and his purple tunic and black pants, along with the black star on his white face and red lips, he would make for a rather intimidating man. But one only had to look at his eyes, which were bright as they looked down at his home, and the smile that graced his red lips to know that they had no reason to fear this man.

Well, unless they threatened the Moors. Then they might as well pray to whatever higher power they believed in that Starchild would show mercy.

But right now, Starchild had no reason to be the fierce protector of the Moors that he was. Instead, he was just another dweller of the Moors on his morning flight.

Starchild leaned forward and went into a dive, flying expertly over, under, and between the various rock and cliff formations. At this point he knew the Moors so well he could have flown around it with his eyes closed… if he hadn’t tried that once and nearly broke one of his wings. Gene had given him a serious scolding over that one. So he kept his eyes open and continued flying, past many dwellers of the Moors, and if he hadn’t been flying so fast he would have shouted a good morning to them.

He passed by a waterfall and flew to be down over the surface of the crystal blue loch, and below him he saw the water dwellers break the surface, diving above the water then splashing down again, and Starchild could feel the spray of the water as they dove back down. Smiling brighter now, he did a few twists and loops in the air before tilting himself up, soaring higher and higher above the Moors. He flew through the clouds, feeling the cool water on his face and hair, until he broke through the thick layer and was above everything. He was so high up that nearly all the clouds were below his feet, and he saw nothing ahead but the bright sun against the morning sky.

Starchild closed his eyes and floated there for a long moment, taking in long, deep lungfuls of the clear, crisp air and feeling the warm rays of the sun on his face. He loved it up here, almost as much as he loved to fly. There was nothing in the world like flying; being free from the ground to soar weightlessly through the air, made even better by his strong, dependable wings. When he was in the air, he could leave everything behind; could forget his duty to the Moors (even though he wore his title with pride), whatever was happening on the ground, and could forget…

The smile faded as Starchild thought of Ace. And it was the thought of Ace that made him remember he couldn’t stay in the air forever, despite how much he wanted to. He leaned forward and flew down back to the Moors.

Starchild often wandered alone, and sometimes wondered where Ace might be, for he had never understood the greed and envy of men. But he was to learn. For the human king had heard of a growing power in the Moors, and he sought to strike it down.

It was while Starchild was wandering through the Moors one day that he saw it. He was up on a cliff, looking out at the dark, cloudy sky, and he would wonder later if the dismal gloom had been an omen for what was to come.

Then, between the edge of the Moors and Jendell, he saw a huge cloud of dust, slowly inching toward the Moors. He squinted, and through the dust he could see strips of cloth being held up on sticks. Flags; human flags.

Starchild’s eyes widened, and he spread his wings and took off towards the edge of the Moors.

-*-

When the army had approached the standing stones, King William raised his gauntlet-clad arm. “Halt!” his generals yelled, and the army stilled.

King William looked out at the Moors. There was no sign of any of the odd… things, that dwelled in the kingdom, or any of the terrifying giants made of trees that were rumored to guard the borders.

King William spurred his horse forward, and turned it to look out at the army. “There they are!” he shouted. “The mysterious Moors, where no one dares to venture, for fear of the magical creatures that lurk within. Well I say: crush them!”

The knights and soldiers cheered in agreement, the flag-bearers waving the flags in the air.

Suddenly, King William heard the sound of flapping wings. He turned around, just in time to see a human-like man with large black wings swoop down and land on a boulder between two standing stones.

On his boulder, Starchild stood up and looked out at the distant human army. What had before been a bright face with sparkling eyes and a perpetual hint of a smile was now dark and stormy, with his eyes blazing with anger and his red lips in a hateful scowl. His eyes fell on the king, and their eyes locked.

Starchild’s fists clenched. “Go now, forever!” he roared.

King William looked at him with maddening superiority. “A king,” he said condescendingly, “does not take orders from a winged elf!”

Laughter went up throughout the army. Starchild’s frown darkened; he was a faerie, thank you very much. “You are no king to me!” he spat.

For a moment, there was silence. Starchild glared defiantly at the king, daring him to attack. Then he saw King William lean his head toward one of his commanders. His voice was no longer a shout, but Starchild still heard what he ordered: “Bring me his head.”

“Battalion!”

There was a ringing of swords as they were pulled from their sheaths.

“Attack!”

The soldiers began to move, inching closer to the Moors. But even though they had shields and iron swords, Starchild was ready for them.

He clenched his fists. “Arise, and stand with me!”

The ground began to rumble, making the humans stop and look around. “Hold the line!” he heard someone shout. The rumbling intensified, until he saw some of the humans begin to stumble and even fall.

Then from out of the ground burst gigantic tree hulks. They burst through the dirt and crawled out, roaring fiercely at the army. From out of the trees behind Starchild came the border guards, riding on the backs of huge warthogs with their spears in their hands, Gene leading at the front. The ground in front of Starchild rumbled again, then enormous snake-like creatures made of earth burst from the ground, screeching and howling at the army.

Starchild looked back at the army, waiting for them to attack. For a long moment there was nothing. Then he heard King William yell, “Charge!”

The humans began to run towards the Moors. Starchild narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, then spread his wings and took off into the air. His takeoff was the signal for the army of the Moors to charge, and for a moment he hovered in the air, watching the two armies draw closer to each other. Right before they collided, Starchild swooped down and flew towards the Jendell army. He shot through the ranks, knocking soldier after soldier off their horses, distracting the humans enough for the Moors’ army to overwhelm them.

The battle seemed to last moments, when really it went on for hours. Although the humans certainly tried, they were simply no match for the power of the Moors. Gene and the other border guards knocked humans off their horses and impaled them through the chest with their spears. The tree hulks crushed many at a time with their huge fists, jumping and leaping around and roaring fiercely. The tree snakes burrowed through the ground, breaking the surface to snatch humans up in their mouths before diving underground again.

And at the forefront of it all was Starchild himself. He used his wings to his advantage, leaping into the air and tackling humans to the ground, smacking away humans trying to run up on him with his wings, and curling them around his body to protect himself from spears thrown at him. He jumped into the air and swung his fists, bringing them down on a human and knocking him down. The entire time, his face was twisted in a ruthless look, letting every human know he was ready and willing to tear them apart. He was not willing to show any mercy to these people—they, in their greed and arrogance, were trying to invade his home, and if they weren’t going to show mercy than neither was he.

But they weren’t the ones who had led the attack. Starchild flew up into the air and over the battlefield, scanning it for the person he wanted to find. Finally, he caught sight of King William. The arrogant man was still on his horse, and from the looks of his still-pristine furs and armor, he hadn’t even taken part in the battle. Coward.

Starchild’s eyes narrowed in anger, and he beat his wings faster, shooting towards King William’s horse. “YOU!” he roared.

It took only one hit to his torso to send King William off his horse, and he fell to the ground with a cry of shock and pain. Starchild hovered in the air above him, and he saw that his strike had considerably dented and damaged the king’s chest plate, though Starchild suspected it was more for show than practical use. The king lay pathetically on the ground, and for a moment Starchild snarled down at him, feeling satisfaction at the sight of the arrogant human king lying on the ground in defeat.

Then he heard someone yell, “To the king!” Soldiers began to run towards the king, aiming their swords up at the faerie. Well, Starchild was not going to let it be that easy. He violently beat his wings, sending powerful blasts of air at the soldiers and sweeping them off their feet.

“You will not have the Moors!” Starchild yelled as he flew down towards the king, until he was leaning over him. “Not now, not ever! You—ah!”

King William had flung out a hand to push him away, and the iron of his glove landed right on Starchild’s bare chest. Yelping in shock, Starchild flapped his wings and flew back, placing a hand over his burnt skin. As his skin healed, he looked back up to see what was left of the Jendell army finally retreating, running back the way they came towards the human kingdom. He even spotted soldiers lift King William off the ground and onto a horse, then get on horses of their own and ride away. The tree hulks slammed their fists down on the ground one last time, roaring after them.

Behind him, Gene rode up beside him, growling questioningly at him. Starchild turned and nodded, letting him know he was all right. Satisfied, Gene bowed his head to him. Starchild bowed respectfully back, then turned to look back at the retreating army. He blew out a sigh, allowing himself to relax.

They had won. The Moors were safe again.

-*-

When Ace had gotten the opportunity to work in the castle, he leapt at the opportunity and never looked back. He began as a kitchen boy, as far away from the king as possible, but stayed patient. That was the key; having patience. Good things came to those who waited. And eventually, he rose through the ranks of the servants, proving time and time again his strong work ethic and unwavering loyalty, until finally he was one of the personal servants of the king himself.

This, of course, meant that he’d had to stop visiting the Moors, and Starchild. Sometimes, when his luck was bad, Ace would think about Starchild, the starry-eyed faerie he’d shared more than a few kisses with. But he couldn’t mention that he’d been romantically involved with a creature of the Moors, or else everything Ace worked for would go up in smoke. There were times where he missed his Starshine, but surprisingly, these moments didn’t happen as often as Ace thought they would. So much the better; this just meant he could better focus on his goals.

One day, when Ace was twenty-six, King William amassed his army and left for the Moors, decreeing that after so many years, he would finally live up to the promise he’d made to Jendell: that he would invade and take the Moors for their people. For a short moment, Ace considered trying to find a way to warn Starchild that the army was coming, but by the time he made his decision, the army was too far gone. So he’d simply shrugged and carried on preparing the king’s chambers for when he returned. He didn’t know of any way to contact Starchild anyway, and besides, he was sure the creatures of the Moors would be able to defend themselves.

The army was gone for four days. Then on the fifth day, they returned. Ace was able to figure out the outcome of the battle when the king’s head generals burst inside the king’s chambers, with soldiers behind them carrying the king. The king was completely stripped of his armor, and his chest appeared to be wrapped in bandages. If the king had been any younger, there would perhaps have been a better chance of him surviving. But as it was, King William was an old man, and so the palace healers gave him a month before he passed.

It was late at night, now. The king’s generals were standing around his bed, while the king himself lay propped up on pillows. Ace kept quiet and out of sight, drifting around the room lighting candles, and listening to what was being said.

“When I ascended to the throne,” King William began, and his voice sounded raspy and pained, “I promised the people… that one day… we would take the Moors, and its treasures. Each of you… swore allegiance to me… and to that cause…” The king began to cough violently.

Ace immediately went over to the bed, grabbing another pillow and propping the king’s head up. “Your majesty,” he whispered. Once the king’s coughing fit had passed, Ace respectfully stepped back, listening as the king began to speak again.

“Defeated in battle… is this to be my legacy? I see you waiting… for me to die… It won’t be long… but what then? I will choose a successor… to take the throne… and care for my daughter. Who among you… is worthy? Kill the winged creature… avenge me… and upon my death, you will take the crown.”

King William’s words never left Ace’s head. When he was dismissed to go back to the servants’ quarters, he went over to the water basin and splashed water on his face. He looked up and stared at himself in the mirror, thinking and turning the king’s words over in his mind.

-*-

The next day, Ace worked faster than he’d ever had in his life. Normally he worked slowly and efficiently, making sure all his duties were done perfectly, and asking for extra work, and so it was normally in the evening that he finally finished. But today, he worked quickly and didn’t ask for extra work, and so it was the early afternoon by the time he finished. As soon as he was dismissed, he threw on his hooded cloak and left the castle, making a stop at an apothecary before eventually leaving the kingdom altogether.

It would normally take a person the entire day to reach the border of the Moors. But years of trips there had allowed Ace to figure out shortcuts, and so it only took him a few hours. He didn’t stop walking until he came to the old spot where he and Starchild would meet each other. Grey clouds had taken over the sky, blocking out the sun and casting a dim light on the forest and standing stones.

Ace lowered the hood of his cloak and looked around, walking cautiously towards the entrance to the Moors. “Starchild!” he called. Silence. “Starchild!”

Still, he heard nothing. Ace waited for a short while, but when he saw no sign of the faerie he turned around. This trip had been for nothing…

Right after he thought that, he heard a rush of air and feet land on the ground. He whirled back around. There behind him was Starchild. Since he hadn’t seen the faerie in years, he took a moment and looked at him. He hadn’t changed much, but had grown taller. He still wore purple clothes. On his face was an odd look; to anyone else, it would have been rather stony, but Ace knew it was just an act, an act he was struggling to maintain.

“So,” Starchild said to him, and Ace got the impression he wasn’t sure how to react to seeing him again, “how is life with the humans?”

Wasting no time, Ace stepped closer to him. “Starchild, I came to warn ya… they’re gonna kill you.” That caught Starchild’s attention, and he continued, “King William’s men… they’ll stop at nothing to kill you and take the throne.” He held out his hand. “Let me help you… I’ll keep you safe.”

Starchild tilted his head and frowned slightly at him, and for a moment he didn’t reply. “What makes you think you can keep me safe?”

Ace exhaled urgently, and kept his hand outstretched. “Please… you gotta trust me, Starshine,”

Starchild’s face immediately softened at the nickname. He looked down at Ace’s hand, unmoving. Ace waited patiently. That was the key; having patience.

And his patience was rewarded when Starchild reached out and took his hand.

They spoke of many things, and the years faded away, and Starchild forgave Ace, his folly and his ambition, even sang for him again, and all was as it had been long ago.

“Mmph!” Ace let out a laugh as Starchild eagerly pressed his red lips to Ace’s. They were in a remote part of the Moors near the back border, sitting on the bank of a small lake while fireflies dotted the night air. It was a spot no one else knew about, only them. “Gotta warn me when you’re gonna do that, Starshine.”

Starchild broke away, laughing sheepishly. “Sorry,”

“Hey, I didn’t say I wasn’t enjoying it.” Ace kissed his cheek, then picked up his waterskin and handed it to him. “Thirsty?”

Smiling in thanks, Starchild took the waterskin and took a drink of the fluid inside. He handed it back to Ace, and his eyebrows furrowed as he swallowed. “What is that?” he asked quietly.

“Light ale,” Ace answered easily. “Humans drink it. Good stuff, right?”

“I… I suppose…” Starchild moved closer to Ace until their bodies were touching and leaned his head on Ace’s shoulder. His eyes began to slowly droop closed, until they had shut completely. Starchild’s body relaxed, his wings sinking down to slump lazily on the ground, and within moments he was sound asleep.

Ace looked down at him and placed a hand on Starchild’s cheek. He was a little surprised; the man at the apothecary had said the sleeping potion would work quickly, but he hadn’t expected it to work that quickly. He slowly laid Starchild down on the grass, the faerie’s back facing upward.

“Starchild?” he said aloud, just to make sure. No response. He was completely out.

Ace reached into his bag, and pulled out a long-bladed knife. He closed his hands over the hilt of the knife and placed it so the tip of the blade was just above Starchild’s upper back. He took a deep breath, and slowly blew it out.

“Kill the winged creature… avenge me… and upon my death, you will take the crown.”

This was it. This was the moment, and Ace had to seize it before it was gone. He hadn’t expected to get very far in life, being a peasant boy, and up until now he’d been content as a personal servant to the king. Even if he admittedly had been hoping for more, he wasn’t a fool. It was the farthest he’d thought he would ever go… until last night. Last night, the opportunity had presented itself for him to go even farther. And he wasn’t going to let it pass him by.

“I’m sorry, Starshine,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. Then he lifted his knife above his head, ready to bring it down in one killing blow.

His arms shook, but no matter how much Ace braced himself, they didn’t come down. Finally Ace moved away, falling onto his back. He tossed his knife away, breathing heavily. He couldn’t do it. Despite how much he wanted the throne, to be king… he just couldn’t kill Starchild.

Ace turned his head. Starchild was still sleeping peacefully, and he didn’t have to see his face to know of the tranquil look he was sure to have. He was absolutely still and unmoving, even his wings—

His wings.

Ace reached out and ran his fingers over the smooth black feathers as an idea formed in his mind. He couldn’t just return and simply claim he’d killed Starchild. Even if he’d been able to bring himself to kill him, he would have had to bring back proof.

“Your ring… Iron burns faeries.”

Ace turned and reached into his bag again and pulled out a long iron chain.

-*-

The first thing Starchild felt when he woke up was pain. He opened his eyes and sat up—and immediately regretted it when his upper back screamed in pain. “Ah!” he hissed. He looked up to see where Ace was; there was no sign of him. He was alone.

The next thing that Starchild noticed was that he felt… lighter. But far too light… like something had been taken away. His stomach plummeted as dread set in. No, no, no…

Starchild reached his hand over his shoulder, ignoring how his back screamed in protest, and ran his hand over his back. He felt the material of his tunic, then the holes that were supposed to be there…

But his fingers never touched the glossy feathers of his wings. Now panicking, Starchild twisted his head around to look.

All he saw was his bare back. His wings were gone.

Starchild’s mouth fell open, and a series of strangled, shocked noises fell from his mouth as his mind raced to catch up. His wings were gone. And Ace was gone. Which meant…

Tears flooded his eyes, and he began to cry. No… no, it couldn’t be true. But it was.

Ace had taken his wings.

Salty tears streamed in rivulets down his face as he cried. There was another pain now, a pain in his chest, and somewhere in his mind Starchild realized his heart was shattering. He lifted his head and let out a long, heartbroken wail.

His arms gave out and he collapsed back to lying on the ground. He stayed like that for what seemed like ages, his back throbbing in pain and his body wracked with sobs of grief, mourning the loss of his heart and his wings.

-*-

Damn wings, Ace thought briefly as he shifted their position slightly. He’d had to tie them together with rope, wrap them in a tarp, then heft them over his shoulder. There were a few times as he was walking back to the front border where he could have sworn he felt the wings twitch. But that was ridiculous, and besides, he was too busy thinking about how his shoulder was suffering under their weight. He’d never realized how large and heavy they were; perhaps that was because they always looked light as… well, a feather on Starchild. Couldn’t Starchild have had lighter wings? And the smell—he’d never known before what burning feathers smelled like. The wings had stopped smoldering, but faint traces of the stench still lingered in his nose. He decided he hated it.

Dawn had broken by the time he arrived back at the front border of the Moors. He knew of a way back from the hideaway that he could take without being spotted by a creature, but he’d been extra careful this time around. He glanced around briefly, then went for the wheelbarrow he’d stashed behind a thick patch of bushes. He set the wings in the wheelbarrow and covered them with a tarp, then let out a groan of relief as he rolled his shoulder. It would definitely be aching for a while. But the ache would be worth it.

As Ace turned to leave, a sudden loud wail in distance made him stop and look back. For a moment, he felt a flash, just a flash, of guilt.

Then it was gone as quickly as it had come, and Ace lifted his hood over his head and set off. When he became king he was going to have to work on not being so soft-hearted. But for now, he supposed he could allow himself to feel guilt just this once. It was better this way, he said to himself.

-*-

King William was still asleep by the time Ace returned. He wasted no time in barging into his chambers, marching up to the king’s bed, and throwing the bundled up wings at his feet. King William startled awake and turned his head down to look at the bundle. He looked up at Ace. “What is this?” he rasped.

Ace bowed his head and removed the tarp, revealing the black wings. “I have avenged you, sire,” he replied.

King William sat up as much as he was able, eyes widening in incredulity. “He is vanquished?”

For some reason, Starchild’s wail echoed in his ears. But Ace nodded all the same.

For a moment, King William’s eyes turned from him to the wings, then him again. Then he smiled, in what looked like amazement, and gave a laugh. His laugh was weak, but when Ace heard it, he knew right then that everything he’d done had been worth it. “Oh, you have done well, my boy,” he said, and the feeling Ace got from seeing that look of approval was more intoxicating than seeing any of Starchild’s bright smiles. “You have done what others feared to do… You will be rewarded.”

A part of Ace wanted to pinch himself, to see if he was dreaming. But it was a very small part. The rest of him was savoring the feeling of sweet victory. After so many years, years spent working himself to sometimes-exhaustion, bearing the looks of superiority from nobles, and repeating to himself over and over again to be patient, he had finally reached his goal. Even as a boy, he’d always thought becoming the King of Jendell would only ever be a fantasy… if only his boyhood self could see him now.

“I will do my best to be a worthy successor, Your Majesty.”

#green wounds #chapter two #as before I got the photo off google images #well actually I switched to ecosia bc ecosia plants trees #so ecosia images I guess #little starchild's all grown up!#we get to see him kick some human ass!#gene does too so shout-out to him too!#also king William is supposed to be bill aucoin #hoo boy ace is... he's going pretty dark here man #jeez the scene where maleficent woke up after Stefan stole her wings just tore me up #it's honestly worse than if Stefan had just killed her #I hope I managed to inject some of that into this #poor starchild #maleficent au #kiss au writing #my writing #hope you enjoyed!#stay tuned for chapter three!

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coffeeandcalligraphy · 5 years

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Animal Instinct + Dead Disco | Writing Update

Hey People of Earth!

We’re back with another Moth Work update because ya girl has finished two chapters and is here to spill all the tea! If you missed update one, and two, be sure to check them out before reading this one! I’ve been having a bit of cabin fever with this project lately which has made it difficult to really immerse myself into the project. But we’re almost at the 20k mark of this project which is wILD! I never imagined writing so much of this story (which was initially just a guilty pleasure) and I’m happy with how much I’ve learned about my characters just through this small detour in the series.

The first chapter I’ll be updating on is chapter four, ANIMAL INSTINCT.

This chapter was a giant pain to finish! It had about 5000 revisions mid-draft, and I definitely feel like I had blinkers on when writing it. Because of that, I lost sight of the big picture and really got stuck on the little things, like the writing and overall quality of the project. This was not actually the purpose of Moth Work--it was supposed to be a dumping ground for whatever. However, in this chapter, I became really hyperfocused on all the small details I disliked which made drafting it a month-long process. I’ve now come to a slightly healthier place with quality in this draft, and found a middle ground between trash-dumping and nitpicking.

What’s it about?

Animal Instinct is a major point of tension for Lonan and Harrison as their goals deviate. This chapter focuses heavily on the volatility of their relationship and highlights Lonan’s current irrational mental state. The title stems from this idea of calculated action for the sake of a single person’s benefit.

The writing bit:

I struggled to write this chapter quite a bit. It took me the majority of July to complete because of a major logic problem I kept running into. After struggling for a few days, I finally realized by fleshing out what I’d written initially, I could overwrite the logic problem. The solution took a lot of work/test scenes to figure out, but eventually I got it!

Excerpts:

I shared this excerpt before because it’s one of the only paragraphs I don’t mind in this chapter! I think the flow is a lil funky but I dig the concept! This outlines the last bits of the cabin, specifically Harrison’s final check around the perimeter.

Around the corner, the back patio is static—like Anna and her son never stopped sitting there. Her bowl of avocado and Greek yogurt—the holistic remedy Emily said would make her glow like an angel—sits gummy and pestered with flies. One of Milo’s toys is wedged under the cheap lawn chair. It haunts him, seeing them while not seeing them, but he leaves everything like it is. Anna and her son will always remain on the patio, Anna with her cheekbones splayed for the moon, Milo babbling mildly about his father like he hasn’t made the connection. They’ve gone invisible.

After this first scene, Harrison does some driving in the dark which gives me major book three vibes lol, and eventually pulls into a motel somewhere in Nevada. This route from Oregon to Boston makes no sense but I conveniently needed Lonan to end up in Vegas, so!! do it for Vegas!!

In the motel, Harrison meets Jeremiah, his potential new man lol. Harrison is focused on getting in and out of there as quickly as possible, but he’s like dang mans teeth are the straightest I ever did see (me too tho). Because he gets distracted, he fails to notice his car turn off, and only makes the connection after passing it a few times in the parking lot. He minorly paniques as he looks for Lonan, but eventually finds him around the building.

The scene that follows gets volatile as heck, and really showcases how similar Lonan and Reeve are? Like dang that whole family tho? (Can I join?)

I’m not going to share much of this scene because she gets dramatic, but this is the wildest dialogue I’ve written in a while and I think I’m going to steal it and make Reeve say it because something like this would come out of her mouth:

“Do you feel that, Harrison? I could burn you with a cigarette and call it a wolf bite and nobody would know the difference.”

sounds normal at first then NOPE

The next chapter (chapter 5) is called Dead Disco:

This chapter came together very quickly because I’d had it basically planned out, however, it veered into an emotional direction I wasn’t expecting. This chapter was supposed to be fun and lighthearted, and it ended up being... not that??

What’s it about?

After the tragic drama that occurs in the previous chapter, Harrison wakes up the next morning to notice that Lonan has #left and #taken the car. This is v/ not good, but instead of getting super worked up he chooses to chill out at Jeremiah’s place and chill ft. some disco. I meant for it to be cute but Harrison ends up in a mental place I wasn’t expecting, so the chapter feels a bit “derealized” to me. After both Lonan and Harrison head out on their solo endeavors, they meet back up and this encounter ends *badly*.

Playlist:

July 31st Rachel was feeling very enthusiastic about the playlist for this chapter (I was writing while listening to music) and wrote down a list of songs that describe the progression of this chapter (in order + all Nothing But Thieves because predictable!):

Holding Out For A Hero

Crazy

Afterlife

Hanging

Excuse Me

Forever & Ever More

You Know Me Too Well

I’m Not Made By Design

Amsterdam

Number 13

Itch

Hostage

BUT SHOUTOUT TO: Disco by Surf Curse

Probably the most accurate vibe here lol

Excerpts:

This first excerpt is Harrison angsting hard about missing his friends. I don’t *love* her but I don’t *hate* her! I tried revising it but it... flopped, so here’s the failed revision:

Lonan could say those words and it haunts him, how easily he taints him like a bad omen. There are so many things Emily would tell him to do to cleanse the bad magic, but Harrison recalls none of them properly. He remembers words like moon, and black walnut, and quartz crystal, and cardamom, but can’t think of what to do with any. He wishes he were like Foster, curious enough to carry around a pocket dictionary, or like his mother, clever enough to make something up on a whim. All Harrison can do is bury his face in his palms outside the restaurant and hope no one watches him. The main road bustles by and he wishes to be invisible, like Anna and her son. He wants his friends back. Foster could lull him to consciousness with a quiz on the different kinds of plants, which are edible, which are poisonous. Reeve would split a cigarette with him and scare him back to life with her driving. Emily will never speak to him but at least she’d cast a curse on him, and even that’s better than his nullified state of living. It’s disorienting, to feel asleep while awake. Harrison blinks hard, but everything feels the same—the buildings all shimmering, the people staring barely even people, everything derealized like it’s all been coated in REM.

(tag urself i’m foster’s pocket dictionary)

This next excerpt outlines Harrison getting turnt with his new man and then getting philosophical? drunk Harrison be Aristotle and Madonna smushed together idk

Harrison knows he shouldn’t drink around a stranger but Jeremiah’s got a handmade bracelet and scribbly tattoos on his forearm so it’s hard not to trust him. Photo prints of hostels in Japan, statues in Europe, cathedrals in Paraguay decorate the walls in perfectly cut rectangles. Each is plumed with a dried flower and it reminds Harrison so much of Emily, he has to look away, back to the Lonan-coloured drink. He studies the shot glass like it isn’t transparent, the grooves around the perimeter, the engraving that reads Cancun 1987. He loses Jeremiah’s absent swish around him, and gets lost in the blue. The trifecta amazes him, how a colour as unnatural as this has manifested in Lonan’s eyes, his earring, this drink. He tips the glass back and finishes it in one go, and even though it’s strong and should taste like artificial blueberries, his mouth is tasteless and numb.

“You live here alone?” Harrison asks, raking his fingers through his hair. The apartment overlooks the strip across the street and Harrison gets lost in it, the artificial signs like bad advertising, the neons ill like influenza. When he looks toward Jeremiah again, his glass is refilled and he has to think hard to remember if he emptied it in the first place.

This is where Harrison manages to make disco big sad + some lowkey salt at Lonan which is always! a! win!:

Together, they move in a trance, limber and manic. The glass in Harrison’s hand isn’t a weight—it’s a lifeline. The apartment blurs, and waves in slow motion. Harrison doesn’t hear the music or taste the drink; he feels nothing in the ground, and everything in his tongue. His hair swims in his face like Lonan’s, moving like he did in the water, careless in his forehead, his eyes. The pictures on the wall become the pictures in his bedroom, and the blinking doesn’t get rid of them. In his sidesteps with Jeremiah he sees him, in the glass, across the street, under a streetlamp. Taking his cigarettes, his light, his car, his mouth like a cannibal.

To end this update, here’s some dialogue ft. savagery:

“You’re patronizing me.”

“You’re patronizing yourself.”

A meme to accompany this lol:

So that’s it for this update! At the time of drafting most of this post (which was a few weeks ago), I wasn’t really feeling this project, however, after writing chapter 6 and switching POVs into Lonan’s head (where there’s lots of messy stuff to work with), I’ve been having a lot of fun!

I’m sorry updates have been slow on this blog--I’m in the process of moving so I’m getting busy, however, I hope to post at least one more update before I go off to school! Thanks for reading. :)

--Rachel

#writing #writeblr #amwriting #writerblr #fostered #writingupdates #mothwork

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sequesteredsnake · 5 years

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Tag 10 people you'd like to get to know better

i was tagged by @gentleman-jacker

Put your playlist on shuffle and name the first four songs

Buttercup - jack stauber

Drag - day wave

Jailbird - SHELLS

Grab the nearest book. Turn to page 23, Line 27

'that's right,' said Ligur. Someone's right arm, anyway, he thought

- Good Omens, terry pratchett

Ever had a song or poem written about you?

yeah i think once by a girl that liked me (but we never went on a second date because i was ace and she didn't like that lmao)

When was the last time you played air guitar?

oh gosh, like two days ago to bohemian rhapsody on a sponsored walk

Celebrity crushes

i'm not really one for celeb crushes but i do really like Suranne Jones, Sophie Rundle and Kat Barrell

Sounds you hate/love?

i can't really think of any sounds i love but i hate anything loud

Do you drive, and have you ever crashed?

nah, but i do wanna get a bike licence (yeah i know i'm a typical motorbike dyke)

Last book you read?

The six of crows duology (it's Really good i recommend)

Do you believe in ghosts?

nope, i think it'd be super cool if they did exist tho

Do you believe in aliens?

yeah but not like the traditional ones, but i reckon that somewhere in the universe there must be some sort of life even if it's just single cell organisms

Do you like the smell of gasoline?

oh Hell Yeah i Love it

Last movie you saw?

i think Endgame? but there's a few that i want to watch when they come out on dvd

Do you have an obsession right now?

Defo Gentleman Jack, but also quite like Good Omens, Steven Universe and Wynonna Earp (what can i say? i'm gay) (also btw join the #fightforwynonna because it's really good and its deserves another season)

Do you tend to hold grudges?

nah but it's really hard to get me angry lmao, but just cuz i don't hold it against them doesn't mean i don't forget, it makes for good teasing material lmao

uhh idk who to tag that hasn't already been tagged so i guess You, if ya wanna but haven't been tagged yet here's youre chance! tell me about yourself i wanna get to know you :)

#gentleman jack #questions #get to know me #tag game #sophie rundle #suranne jones #kat barrell #steven universe #wynonna earp #good omens #fight for wynonna

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faunina · 5 years

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tag game!

i got tagged by @villalunae ! thanks babe xoxo

Nickname: Nina, Ninchen, Kaninchen, and then theres also Weirder ones but those are all german injokes i have with my irl friends and family. so. DM me for details lhgkjfdf

Zodiac sign: scorpio

Height: im gonna say 1,70m and pretend that thats uuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhh around 5′8 or some shit

Hogwarts House: ravenclaw!

Last thing I googled: ”apollo temple palatine” bc our docent had told a Funny Anecdote about it and i had to check (said anecdote being that the house of emperor augustus had a private passageway directly into the temple and so ppl accused augustus of being roommates with his chosen patron god apollo)(oh my gd they were roommates)

Favorite artists: hozier is UP there right now, but ofc regina spektor remains an all time fave, as well as uuuhhh sufjan stevens and others

Song stuck in my head: “No Plan” from Hozier’s Wasteland, Baby! (ive fallen into shipping hell with Good Omens so now all my brain has been playing for DAYS is that album interspersed with Queen)

Following: 101 -cocks gun- okay one of those has to GO

Followers: 299! ayyyyyee i hadnt even noticed im that close to the 300 milestone. time to make Spartan Jokes

Do you get asks: very rarely, and the latest was some fuck trying to tell me im Straight bc im aspec. theyre usually better than that but. ya feel.

Amount of sleep: Terrible, Currently. IDEALLY id get 7,5h each night with an occasional 6h and 9h on the weekends. PRACTICALLY im getting 7,5h on the weekends and 6h/4,5h in the week. also were starting into exam month rn so -shakes 8-ball of fortune- Outlook Not So Good

Lucky number: 12 is a nice number :^)

What you’re wearing: idk man, jeans, t-shirt and a cardigan. the hot weather has overridden my German Need To Be Bundled The Fuck Up

Dream job: i deadass dont know how to answer that. is being a Hermit a job. can i be that. is that an option

Dream trip: kinda wanna explore more foreign countries, kinda just wanna do Heimaturlaub and explore all of germany (and german-adjacent). like i could go for some north sea vacation on Sylt rn, or a week in switzerland, or a couple days of chilling at the Bodensee

Instrument: i DID do piano once and then never went anywhere with that. and i DID do very groundworks kinda shit with like. flutes n ukulele over one summer, And Then Never Went Anywhere With That. if i had my pick tho id love to be able to play an ancient greek instrument. for the Aesthetic™

Language(s): german and english fluent, my latin is Getting there, i really should attend some more to my greek and sanskrit and hebrew, and i remember fuck all about chinese and french. But Id Like To

Favorite songs: this has no fixed answer but im just gonna pick Warm Foothills by alt-j rn bc that song is VERY calming on one hand, has very like. “strong sunlight thru thick birch canopy at the edge of a sparkling little pond that ur dangling ur feet into” vibes, and it has overwhelmingly positive associations for me

Random fact: did you know that the proto indo-european language had no reconstructable way of expressing the Future or the passive voice, but it DID have two distinct words for Farting Softly and Farting Loudly. Priorities.

Aesthetic: honestly, just kinda the places and what not surrounding my hometown. like esp the natural little spots full of trees and rivers and sunlight and high grass thatd id go exploring on my way home from school, esp during my last summer at highschool. ALSO standing in a forest of high standing pine trees on a grey autumn day, and watching and hearing the tops sway in the wind, and suddenly feeling like youre standing at the bottom of a Sea of trees looking up at the surface. I Like Forests

im TIRED and gay so im not gonna bother tagging anyone rn, but my mutuals are invited to feel tagged As Always, as are my followers bc why the heck not

#this was fun #tagging #but i could also so legit go for a nap rn #ugh why is my work never done #a personal blogging experience

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mercurialsmile · 5 years

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4, 10, 13, 18, 20, 26, 29 and 30! 🏳️‍🌈

Who was the first person you told, how did they react?

I honestly don’t remember the first person I ever told? Tho the oldest time I ever told someone I may Not be Straight was one of my friends back in uhh like 8th grade? Back then, we used to walk to the local 7-11 a lot to get slurpees and (she at the time) told me that he was bisexual and had a crush on me. I admitted I was bi as well and although I r liked him as a friend, I was too nervous to do anything more. He understood and then I stole like 20 peaches from someone’s tree and I ate them in the park like some peach goblin child.

Good times.

What does makeup mean to you? Do you wear any?

I wear makeup on occasion, usually when I am going out, but not r for work or even for school (as I tend to wake up too late in the morning to put it on for school…) and as to WHY I wear makeup its so I can look prettier and also bc I wanna look vaguely goth/punk and also like a local raccoons so yeah.

What’s your favourite thing about the lgbt+ community?

Already answered!

What is your favourite lgbt+ book?

Ohhh that’s really hard… I loved the Captive Prince trilogy and have been thinking about rewatching it tbh!! I also ADORED “They Both Die at the End” although as you can tell, it is NOT a happy read!! “Leah on the Offbeat” was really good and I related to it a lot… and “We Are Okay” was a soft and quick read I also highly recommend.

Man… I need to pick up some more lgbt books… its hard to find lgbt books in fantasy/paranormal genres tho…

Your Favorite lgbt+ movie or show?

Tbh I don’t… really watch a lot of TV or shows. Does Good Omens count? Just finished it and it had a lot of subtext…

Meh.

Bohemian Rhapsody? That counts, right?

What identity advice would you give your younger self?

Chill and stop desexualizing yourself so much.

What is something you wish people know about being lgbt+?

Idk tbh. Honestly? it’s not a big deal. It really isn’t. And being bi? Doesn’t mean you have more “options” at all. Like most men aren’t attracted to me or like me, people in general tend not to like me, and most girls ik who are wlw… I am not attracted to ‘cause their my friends and vice versa. Idk I also have a complicated relationship w sexuality in general (not in sexual orientation but actual sexuality) so I am a terrible person to ask about things in general.

idk the bi thing really grinds my gears tho I hate it when people say that to me or like my ex said “i just feel like one day you’ll decide you like girls more and break up with me” and then he cheated on me and broke up w me so he could be w the girl he cheated on me w so ya know life is wild lol.

Why are proud to be lgbt+?

Pretty rad and can be myself and be a goblin who falls over unattainable pretty men and women at the same time so I get DOUBLE the misery. Checkmate, straights TM

(that is only partially a joke lol but ye)

thanks for the asks!!

#about me #well i fall over pretty people in general but tumblr is doing a thing where it wont let me go back and rewrite stuff w/o rewriting everythi #racheljoyauthor #lbanswers

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fightingdiamond · 7 years

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KCON LA 2017 fanaccount!!

part 1: Seventeen-teen-teen (I got to hi-touch them!!!) and a bit of VIXX~

Oh my goddd it's past 2 am as I'm writing this and I'm really worn out + still going to the convention tomorrow (Astroooo) but I wanna write this up before I go to sleep and forget 😂😂😂

First a bit about day 1, my early morning flight got delayed so I was like 😱 bad omens but the convention check-in line was amazingly smooth this year, I was prepared to wait hours in the hot sun from what I'd read online about previous years???? That didn't happen so 👍🏽

I was praying to get a Seventeen or GOT7 hi-touch with my ticket (to be clear, I only wanted GOT7 to trade for Seventeen 😉) but I got SF9 instead. Which is fine, I would've been happy to do SF9's hi-touch if I hadn't gotten Seventeen. I spent most of Friday in the trading area desperately looking for a Seventeen hi-touch, and was almost resigned to my fate/actually bought an Astro hi-touch because I thought I wouldn't get Seventeen. But one popped up at the last minute!!! I was expecting to be asked to pay $400+ and I love Seventeen but I'm not willing to spend that much money just for a hi-touch, but the seller was really kind so it worked out!!!

I don't think I really did much else Friday, just walked around looking at merch and wondering whether to buy or not 😂 I filmed myself saying random stuff about the convention to my sister! She's at school so she couldn't come with me 😓

Saturday morning I woke up and had a few minutes of panic because HOLY CRAP I'M SEEING SVT TODAY. I GET TO TOUCH SVT TODAY. It was totally unreal and I wasn't even at the event or even the convention yet, I was literally in my bed 😂 I couldn't believe it was really happening!

I felt really bad because I sold the two Seventeen audiences I got on Friday as contingency, and I know my fellow Carats really wanted that hi-touch 😭 I'm sorry Carats!!! Next time!!!

I went to the Carat fan meeting event for a bit, it was pretty cute! I've never seen so many Carats in my life before 😂 so many of them came with their parents too~

Around noon or so I was just sitting outside the expo hall and I noticed people were starting to line up, so I went over and asked what was going on. Supposedly ~some idols~ were gonna come through, maybe VIXX! So I stuck around - I wasn't planning to go to VIXX's fan engagement because it was right before Seventeen's, and I needed to line up for a good view for Seventeen 😂

I want to say it was anticlimactic, but it kinda wasn't? Sure, I was waiting there for a while, and I'm short so it was hard to see what was going on. And when they actually came through, they walked so fast I didn't have time to react! I wanted to shout Hakyeon's name but it all happened so fast that I couldn't get the words out 😂

But I did see them in real life! I was literally like, 5 feet away from them?? Hyuk was first and I actually wasn't sure if it was him for a second, either I've been out of VIXX for too long or he looks different in real life? Probably at least a bit the latter, haha. Not in a bad way tho! His face just looks softer in real life. Also, he's really tall! But at the same time, not as tall as I expected? Like, it felt like I was expecting all of them to be almost larger than life. It was really amazing seeing them in real life and just having that world-changing reality check that yeah, these are real, living, breathing humans who just happen to be celebrities. They looked so....normal, in a way? Like I see them and I realize that in some other universe where they're not idols, they're just regular people I might've known. Idk if this is making any sense, haha. Of course I've been aware of the fact that I shouldn't put idols on a pedestal - VIXX themselves have definitely taught me some lessons about how to deal with it when idols that I love do problematic things - but it's one thing to accept intellectually that idols aren't perfect, and another to actually have them in front of you without any of the usual digital barriers, just casually walking by like any other stranger you pass by on the street every day. So yeah, overall it was pretty amazing to see them, really refreshing in a way, even if it was only for a few minutes, if that.

Mm anyway, Hongbin looked as pretty as ever and Wonshik was really charismatic (although I wish he had smiled). I remember while I was doing my research for KCON tips and tricks, someone said Jaehwan looks like a doll in real life? Whoever that was, you're totally right. Can confirm. I was a bit surprised honestly, I never thought of him as a top visual in VIXX but he's astoundingly pretty. Taekwoon.....lmao I'm so sorry, I literally don't recall seeing Taekwoon 😂 I must've been distracted 😕

Overall I was pretty pleased with my luck XD I totally forgot that they were coming to the expo hall at all and I'm glad I was there just in time. Most importantly, I was really glad I'd seen VIXX first, because I felt a lot more prepared for Seventeen after that 😂

Also Kevin Woo (U-KISS' Kevin) walked past me on his way to a panel, so that was kinda cool.

It was still more than two hours until Seventeen's engagement, but I saw one of my twitter mutuals said they were already lining up for it??? So I hurried over and got in line. The fan engagements are all standing, no seats for some reason, so I really wanted a good view 😂 I talked to people in line, and made a new friend! That was actually one of my biggest fears about KCON - I'm really shy about talking to people, and I also kind of feel out of place among KCON fans. That's still kinda true, but at least I made one friend 😄

I was so nervous while I was in line, and I don't think I stopped being nervous until Seventeen had come in and were on stage, tbh. Seeing them in front of me was so calming ❤️ It was so nice being surrounded by so many Carats tho! On the screen in the hall they were playing MVs of the artists in the lineup and everyone was cheering and singing along for Don't Wanna Cry.

I recorded the whole fan engagement session including Seventeen walking in and I can upload that later, so I'll just toss out the things that stuck in my memory:

-I was WHOLLY unprepared for Jun to walk out first?????? He looks like a goddamn elf in real life, he's so beautiful. I'll still grumble about his hair being blond and grumble a bit louder about how he should eat more and fill out those cheeks again, but he's so beautiful. Similar to Hyuk, not as tall as I expected (also, I think he just has lousy posture).

-Dino????? Is so tol???? But also so smol?????? Also I'm sorry, this is going to sound REALLY weird, but his head is kinda big proportional to his body? 😂😂😂😂😂 he's still a cutie tho.

-Coups was so excited and happy, he was smiling and waving with both hands and I swooned. His black hair is gorgeous and I feel so blessed.

-Jeonghan had glasses!! I swooned again.

-Seungkwan is ADORABLE. I think up until he came out I'd just been cheering, not yelling members' names, but when he came out I just suddenly found myself screaming his name lmao. I love him ❤️

-I'm not a makeup expert by any means so I could be wrong, but they all seemed to have pretty heavy makeup on? Not a bad thing at all!!! Just a comment. It made all of them look really gorgeous. Especially Woozi, his skin looked so pristine and soft.

-I kept waiting for Hoshi but he never came 😔 I hope he's resting well and that he isn't too sick!!!

It's getting a bit late haha so I'll skip the actual session for now and talk about the hi-touch, since I don't have a video for that! They made us put our phones away, although one of the girls with me just left her phone recording in her pocket 😮 tips for next time!!

So my plan was to alternate saying 수고했어요 (you've worked hard) and 건강하세요 (be healthy) because I knew I wouldn't have time to say both to each member, and they were all close together so I hope they each heard both phrases 😅 and I was planning to speak English to Joshua and say "take care of your health", and Mandarin - 您辛苦了 (you've worked hard) and 祝您身体健康 (be healthy) - to Jun and Minghao. I really wanted to say something meaningful in the short time I had! I didn't want to say something as trite as "saranghaeyo" or anything.

Actually my rehearsed lines went pretty well, I should really give myself more credit for that. I couldn't really tell if they were more happy to hear my message than normal - of course they're always happy to meet their fans, but I couldn't tell if they were more happy than that to hear their native languages, ya know? I hope they appreciated it though 😓 ironically I actually stumbled on the English - I don't remember why, maybe I looked at Jisoo's face or something haha, but I suddenly got really shy and instead said "thank you for coming" while not looking him in the eye. He thanked me though, and I could hear the smile in his voice 😌

I'm really mad at myself about the eye contact thing though! I keep feeling bad about not looking some members in the eye; I hope they know it's out of shyness and not because I love them any less! Honestly I have this problem in real life too, my eyes will just wander during conversations 😒 I need to fix this (and not just for if I ever meet Seventeen again 😂)

Individual impressions:

-Woozi, oh, Woozi, my poor Jihoonie. He seemed super exhausted. I don't want to cause any trouble but I think Carats understand - he seemed really happy to see his fans, but at the same time very tired. His smile seemed like one of those polite smiles, but like I said, I totally understand. His lil dimples were really cute too! Also, he has a really manly vibe? LOL idk he’s so smol but also surprisingly manly????

-Seokmin, my sunshine, I think I might've talked over him by accident?????? Lmaooo I have no idea, it happened really quickly. As I was moving from Jihoon to Seokmin I think Seokmin was saying something to me, probably just hello, but I couldn't hear and by the time I realized, I was already opening my mouth to talk. I can't really remember much about his face or expression or anything but I remember getting the vibe that he was a really sweet person. It was probably his smile 😍

-Joshua: see above. I'm sorry babe! I love you, I'm just shy!

-Seungkwan, my baby boo, I'm so sorry, I barely remember hi-touching him 😭😭😭 if I ever see you again Seungkwan, I'll give you lots of love!

-Jeonghan, my angel, I think I was also too shy to look at him? I don't remember his face 😂😂😂 I love you Jeonghan! 😭

-Vernon, oh my god, Hansol, my child. He said hello to me as I moved up to him with his like, classic crooked grin and I about died on the spot. His voice is so lovely, oh my god, and the way he was smiling with his eyebrow quirked I just can't! I didn't realize until way way later that he'd talked to me in Korean (or rather, the importance of that fact). I wonder if he thought I was Korean because he heard me speaking Korean to Jeonghan? I'm under no illusions here about my Korean ability lol so I'm not sure. Either way he seemed really excited to be hearing Korean spoken to him and my heart melted when I realized that. I had purposely decided that I was going to speak Korean to Hansol for this very reason - because I remember reading about how he's lived in Korea for so long and how he said before he identifies more with his Korean side. I figured he'd appreciate a message in Korean and I feel really proud that I was right.

-Mingyu, my darling, I think I was still freaking out from talking to Hansol lmao. I love Mingyu more than....a lot of things but he didn't make much of an impression on me? Like, he was exactly how I expected him to be, no more, no less - very tall, very beautiful, very excited. It's not a bad thing 😂😂😂 thank you for saving my heart, darling!

-Coups, my love, I feel bad that I couldn't show him more love with the time I had. I had another attack of shyness around him and didn't look him in the eye 😭 I tried to touch his hand a little longer to make up for it...also I'm SO regretful that I didn't look at his face more attentively because I know he was smiling, but I didn't even take the time to appreciate his dimples 😭😭😭

-Wonwoo, my precious, I'm sorry I also don't remember much of him. Whose idea was it to have hip hop unit line up together?????????? I, a lowly hip hop unit stan, am DECEASED. I was already so overwhelmed from the others that I didn't have the capacity to appreciate Wonwoo 😭😭😭

-Minghao, oh god, Minghao, my everything. I'm not gonna lie, he stole my heart today. Recently I had been feeling increasingly fond towards him for no particular reason, so I kinda saw it coming, but after the hi-touch I was just like, wow. My life has been changed. Right before the hi-touch started, as we were lining up, I was yelling Minghao's name trying to get him to notice me. No luck 😔 but I spoke Mandarin to him during the hi-touch, and he gave me this radiant smile and thanked me in Mandarin. Holy shit, his voice. I'm still getting shivers thinking about it now. I swear to god my heart wanted to fly out of my chest. In hindsight though, I think he seemed a bit tired, similar to Woozi? I'm not sure if it's just his smile lines but yeah, he seemed kind of tired. He was really gracious about the whole thing though.

-Chan, what a smol, especially sandwiched between the two giants that are China line. LOL I mean he’s actually pretty tall too, he just gives off the vibe that makes me want to coddle him 😅 I hope he got to meet a lot of people who bias him! He deserves the world ❤️

-Jun, wow. I feel a little bad for reiterating that he's beautiful? The boy's talented too, make no mistake! Appreciate Wen Junhui 2kalways! But anyway he seemed a bit tired and withdrawn during the hi-touch, I felt a little twinge in my heart. I had a split second where I freaked out mentally over the Mandarin so I just ended up saying "you've worked hard" to him even though I'd already said it to Minghao. Actually I don't think I ended up saying anything about staying healthy to any of the members of performance unit who were present.....I feel like there's some kind of cosmic irony here. Anyway I hope Jun appreciated the Mandarin even though he didn't say anything! 😅

I really wanted Hoshi to come so I could tell him to get well soon, but of course I don't blame him. I hope he's back on his feet soon!

I was curious about Seventeen’s actual heights lmao but they were all kind of bending down/crouching to accommodate the fans! So sweet of them 😍 (but I still will never know how tall they really are.......hahaha)

God it's 4:40 already 😂😂😂 anyway! I'm gonna sleep now! I'll talk more about the concert later, but it was So Good oh my god. I've now adopted SF9 as my babies and reaffirmed my belief that Seventeen are gods 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 Vernon and Seungkwan are the sweetest little things and Mingyu and Minghao are precious together.

TL;DR: I went in to the hi-touch a Coups bias and I left a Minghao bias 😂😍😂😍😂

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