#i'm sorry this got so long i just wanted to elaborate on some reactions :'D

[somenamewithepineapple]

✨G’day, mate! It’s ya buddy, HEX anon again!✨

Thank you for your amazin’ reply to my previous message. Am I right to believe that Silrah being (like) a married couple is your headcanon as well as how you view their relationship? I kind of put two questions in one but got one answer for those, so I’m not entirely sure I understood that correctly 😅.

Now, I got some new questions for ya:

Could you tell me your top 3 in fic genres?

Would you prefer a fic with just Farah and Saul, or could I potentially add some side characters? If I can, are there any you wouldn't want in there?

What are your feelings about Farah’s nap? Are you a “fixing it with a resurrection” gal, or a “she’s been alive all this time” gal?

How do you think Christmas is celebrated in the Other World? Is it still called Christmas? And which member of our beloved Silrah pair would be most likely to act like a Scrooge? Or would neither of them?

Please be as elaborate as you'd like, I’m here to get to know you and figure out what would be the best present for you, so I need all the information I can get! Give me aaaaall the brain rot, don’t hold back 😀

Just for fun: Tea or coffee? Fairy lights or candles? Paper book or ebook?

See ya! Yeehaw! 🤠

I see someone is checking the event channel on discord. Blink twice if you're currently online :D

Yes. you're right. I mean I also did give one answer to two questions so I'd say I definitely see their relationship in the show as something like a soulmate bond (ugh this is so cheesy but whatever) and my headcanon would be that while they're not married, they basically have been behaving like a married couple for the last 30 or so years. They themselves probably don't even know if they're married or not because you know it's been so long and who knows what they signed when they got drunk at the campfire together? They certainly don't.

My top 3 are: (no particular order btw, I don't have a favourite child)

Enemies to Lovers babey whoohooo (is that a genre? I don't think so but I am also known for interpreting questions however the fuck I want so I'm sorry for misinterpreting your question to tell everyone how much I love this kind of fanfic lol)

AUs (the possibilities as well as the "I will love you in every life" gooooodness how beautiful is this? Am I right??)

Angst (but not the sad ending please don't kill anyone it's Christmas!!! however I'm always in for some drama and I'm 1000% certain Farah tried to hide all her severe injuries from Saul because there were more important matters according to her which resulted in Saul trying to gently tell her that a stab wound is in fact a matter of importance)

You can totally add however many side characters you want as long as it is not Dane (who the fuck is Dane anyway?)

Farah's nap... honestly I can do both, although I'd rather lean towards "She's been alive all along" because I refuse to believe in stupid/boring deaths. Also S2-Saul's non-reaction supports my theory

I know I know Christmas is a first-world holiday but what about mulled wine and fairy lights and christmas trees? So while I think they probably don't celebrate Christmas (or maybe became a thing some years ago) I always pictured the otherworld having some sort of winter solstice and new year's celebration with loads of cringe family dinners and gift-panicking and kissing under the mistletoe. What should I say, I'm a romantic. And speaking of romantics, I can picture Farah as an accidental Scrooge-Grinch but without the "messing up the holiday for everyone else" part. Of course our dear Saul would make it his mission to make her enjoy the days.

I hope my brain rot was helpful!

And:

Tea and coffee, depending on my mood and sometimes both at once

Fairy lights probably, mostly because I don't have to get a lighter for them but I want both on my Christmas tree! Because real candles are the real deal!

Paper books 100% except for when I'm travelling because that's when ebooks are more convenient.

Hasta the next time, HEX anon 😊☄️

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Aww hey besties :D

Lol Cheers xD

Ooope nope Jacob doesn't want him to xd

Jacob this looks really suspicious towards You Know What but I'm gonna keep holding out hope xd

It's gotta be a mislead it's gotta be a mislead it's gotta be a mislead please it's gotta be a mislead 😭

As in it has to be please :'))

Also I just realized the detail/irony that the sub took of the bowtie when he left 💀 xD like he didn't tie it on SLFJFHKS XDD this show is so good oh my gosh

ALSO just realized that Jacob could be thinking Gregory's lonely without Janine/sad over her o.o 👀 xD like I genuinely think that could be an explanation

I am denial but I believe in myself :') it'll be okay lol

Believe as in I think I could be right in my denial

Anyway! Continuing on now that I did some things I had to do and got more food

"Water because the drinks here are pricey" 💀 XD Jacob that's such a mood though lol

Jacob no xD

I feel like that would either make him super hyper or, very tired lol

AAAAHHHHHHHHH NO-

AUOGH

AUGH

help

It's because he has a project/deadline he's working on :)!! That's all :D

I swear Jacob please don't continue to elaborate and make this less vague for me

Maybe

They go through a rough patch and Gregory thinks they broke up but it turns out they made up

OR GREGORY BRINGS THEM TOGETHER TO MAKE UP

please guys I need this

Don't do this to me xD

Okay I've spent too long focus (and time but there was a break lol) on the first 20 seconds of this scene xD

I need to get through this I can live I can do it lol

Exactly Gregory it's no big deal :D you're so right for that man :))))))

"Didn't nobody tell you to stay out of gay folks business?" SLDJFHDKS xDD also Jacob as if you don't over share literally every second of the day

I suspect he might be joking though xD

Also maybe this'll mean he won't elaborate 👀👀

Ah so that's an actual saying xD I thought Gregory was gonna believe him for a second lol

aaAAAAHHHHHHH NOOO-

Guys I'm so scared

Help

They're gonna be fine they're gonna be fine they're gonna be fine

Especially because they're telling it now so they wouldn't dare break them up after an episode of trying to figure it out/fix it

. . . would they :')

O.O Okay Jacob chill xD

He looks angry xd

See I'm laughing to hide the pain :')

Okay I need to stop thinking about the future and just enjoy the angst for now lol

Awww Jacob :((( honey 😭 :'(

It'll be alright <3 I don't think it'll be those stages lol

A month??

Oh no longer, two months?-

No wait don't say like a year-

SEVEN MONTHS??!?

SIR 😭😭😭💔

Okay I don't want you to but why have you not broken up already 😭 xd you idiots xD

Also that reminds me of the "a year. . plus another year" when he first mentioned Zach xD :') :') (first is sweet second is help me please) 😭❤️💔

Yeah exactly Gregory xD

JACOB DON'T SAY THAT

Don't you dare say pretending to still be into each other don't you dare-

He's over exaggerating :)) yeah this is fine :))

Okay right enjoy the angst in the moment xd

I'll have two reactions each time lol; one long term one right now xD

Jacobbb honeyyy 😭😭 :((

If it's bc he wants the stability bc Trauma I swear I'm gonna lose it-

In a mostly good way xD

AYY Jacob slay :D

Wait he's been missing hasn't he- YUP SLFKGHSKS

My boy <33

Also that nod/look at the cameraman just reminded me he's there and that makes it hurt so much worse somehow :')

OKAY PHEW I MADE IT THROUGH

I swear if this entire episode is Gregory helping Jacob plan how to break up with Zach I'm gonna lose it-

Maybe in doing all that he'll realize how much he still loves him :'))

Sorry guys I'm not okay xD

OKAY LOL back to the rest of the episode after that one and a half minute scene xD 💀

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"Flirty fangs?" Imperius snorted and looked up at Auriel. She smooshed a hand in his face. She playfully added. "Oh soosh you." The back and forth between the visitors got more and more puzzing for the younger archangels. All the shirtless Imperius could do now is scratch his head and frown as he tried to piece together the new informations. He misinterpreted something... who was on trial then?

He absently sipped his coffee and swiped back curly locks from his face. Auriel laid the long vest she fetched in the crook of his elbow and leaned against his side, listening. Imperius, still hard at thinking, pulled his wings close to his back to give her room and propped her some with the closer one.

The name Ira had both of them perk up. Imperius felt the confusion wash over Auriel, the name was unfamiliar. And strange for an angel. Wrath... Hardly a virtue. They looked at eachother. Imperius... he had a suspicion but-

“From the depths I arise to unleash despair once more! Vengeance sneak attack!”

Both archangels jumped up and summoned their arms. Auriel hooked a wing in Imperius' to stop him. His snap back froze in his throat at Tevar's amusement. Fiery wings flared and rose with fury. Imperius forced out a sigh as he felt Al'maiesh twirl around his arm and ground him. This was no time for chatting, he angrily looked at his sister. She was shaking from tension... or coffee. "Stay calm" she resounded in his mind, firmly. It took her a few breaths before she too calmed down enough to stop shivering. Imperius growled.

They watched the video with varying levels of suspicion as they stood down. Imperius was dumbstruck at the familiarly glinting wings. Tyrael was whole and alive in their realm. Auriel, little too preoccupied with her own misgivings and the feed, didn't notice Imperius shaking off her tendrils. He graciously took the opportunity to whisk after his infernal double with a flash, before Tevar even offered it.

Auriel looked up just in time to see her Imperius' wings disappear in the rift too. She slowly sipped her pot of coffee. "Twenty bucks that he gets somehow more tangled in this," said Auriel, motioning toward Solarion and the empty mug her brother left behind. She set the pot down on one of the chairs.

"So young Tevar, tell me. Why do you call the Lord of Despair, Rakanoth... flirty fangs? And why is he -adopting- my little Moni?" Auriel's puzzled squint could be felt through her question. There was an edge to it, but it was clearly directed at the demon, not Tevar.

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The strange, new scents of an overgrown swamp flooded Ira's senses. She stood bestridden, head quickly turning about. This was new. Overwhelmingly maybe. Her core raced, flickering her wings with excitement. So many big trees, and water, and new smells and sounds!

She twirled after a passing alien dragonfly. The young girl stared after it, into the gaping shadows and light beams of the wilderness, captivated. When Rakanoth called to her she jumped and whipped back, claws extended in suprise. It took her a moment to process the words. She nodded.

"Not here. Right." She watched him disappear in the water, standing inert for a moment. She lunged toward the big tree's trunk next to her and held herself in place with claws and wings, staring at the water surface. Then jumped down. She paced around in a circle, holding on her spatula, clutching it close. Her wings pulled up and flapped out, once, twice, thrice. This is new, this is new, this is new. And so much more exciting. Concentrate Ira. Breath in. Breath out. She stopped. Then charged back at the massive tree, scaling it with claws and wings like an outlandish feline.

Perched above, she spotted Rakanoth's form slipping in and out of view. Curious. Bit further off, wooden structures and... tents? They speckled the bank near ruined buildings, gravitating around one in practicular. Who lived there? Is this still the Heavens? Could it be? She caught movement in the sky from the corner of her eye. Tyrael landed on a wharf, Moniqa behind him, gently rocking above the water, singing. Nerds. She tucked the spatula in her belt.

Moniqa watched the lights and shadows shift under the surface. Truly, this had to be the Pools of Wisdom. A more primal version of it. Full of life and... ruins? She fell silent and touched down near Tyrael. A pang of sadness came over her at the sight and looked up at the archangel. Did the water do ALL this damage? It couldn’t have. Something was amiss.

Her wings felt oddly bare. On the shore, she noticed, a stern woman stared them down. Panicked, she shrunk to Tyrael's arm. She remembered. They left Ira behind! She was alone! What is she going to do without that spunky moron? Or any of her siblings? Where is her twin-

From behind a familiar chime of a core pounced at her. She yelped in suprise. Ira! The two fledglings glided on wiht the momentum and hit the bank, sqealing, snickering and rolling around in a play fight. Their wings kicked up some broken twigs and dry foilage as they tried to pin the other down, giggling.

Suddenly spooked, Ira exclaimed and jumped back, away from the fight. Following in tow, Moniqa ducked behind her and under her wings. Ira had just noticed Oreliphus. She looked between her and the telephoning Tyrael. Moni peeked out.

"Hell take me, he is ratting us out!" Whispered Ira, alarmed. "Isn't that good right now? I'm starting to miss Migi. And pops is not-" A fearsome swamp monster blasted out the water, shouting. Startled, Moni took off, absconding to the top of the closest building's dome, Malthael's study. She shortly poked her head over the edge, recognising Rakanoth's laughter. Oh, so it was just a game?

Ira flared her wings, but stood calmly in place. Oh right, that was the suprise. Moni was alright too, now enthused about the commotion. She saw her consider diving down to join, but followed Moni's line of sight when she hesitated. The angel Ira recognised as Oreliphus was filming the brawl with a phone. Getting taped in a stranger realm wasn't on either of their lists. Their eyes met. Oh, Moni knew, Ira was planning again something. Alright, she'll entertain her scheme and distract again, but only because she wanted to get the muck out of her hair and play.

They both waited for Oreliphus to lower the phone. Moni kicked off from the roof, glided and dropped in the water near the two men with as big of a splash as she could manage. Wich, as a well trained hope angel, was respectably big. Ira turned around and approached the closest tent with wisdom angels nearby. "Hi- uhm, I mean greetings! Could you draw me a rough outlay of this part of the city and uh- explain me what is what? I feel a little disoriented."