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cant get the thought of aziraphale having a 'younger' or 'more time appropriate' human form out of my head.
just imagine our angel looking and being dressed like an early 2000s teen, or even a 1980s young adult. you cant tell me that, with how much aziraphale reads, he wouldnt want to try and experience as much as what is described in those books as possible.
clubbing? frat parties? college? highschool? going on stupid adventures with other teens? the drama of being a teenager/young adult in school would absolutely draw him in
i dont think he used wouldve used that form a lot, but he used it enough times for it to be slightly broken in and for him to slip into a different mindset when wearing it.
this also brings me to where my brain goes everytime i think of this. and that is:
what if azi, experiencing the joys of young adulthood, trying to learn about it and getting fully into it with other people in hopes of trying new things and influencing them to choose fun for the sake of it bringing joy and goodness, ran into our beloved beatles haircut crowley in the 80s while at a bar?
this has been floating in my head for about a week and a half now. the beloveds being in different, but similar, bodily forms. i can imagine crowley having one as well.
im rotating this in my mind like a rotisserie chicken btw
#tdahbposting#good omens#i dont think crowleys would be worn in much either but i think it would be hilarious if their forms ended up rivaling against each other#like with their cliques#or aziraphale when he meets 80s crowley while hes in his younger form just. freezing and gay panicking#maybe i am just a sucker for aziraphale being more into anthropology and experiencing humans as an 'undercover human'#it would be even funnier if a while while while later they ended up talking about different forms yknow like if they had any#and azi is like. sigh. i do have one other one.#and crowley is like “SHOW?? NOW?? WHAT!!??”#and as soon as he caves in and shows him crowley just.#“hey wait. HEY WAIT. THAT WAS YOU??”#what they did in the bar? or after the bar? i cannot say.#hanky panky? flirty convo? maybe a lil smoocha smooch? who knows#it would also be funny if#some friend of young azi's: “omg thank you for holding my drink you are such an angel”#young azi: “oh im no such thing.” <- completely serious#and crowley is like. hey. wait.#computer INHANCE#idk im talking out my ass i just like to daydream about completely incoherent things with my little sckroingles
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honestly the power of finding new blorbos on my ability to draw and come up with new ideas. i feel like a new person i can actually draw again it feels gOOD
#the number of new wips i’ve come up with the past few days#im already set for like 3 months SEGHIGCGJHHHFDDF#and i’m sure more will come along the way#thank you trigun you’ve saved me from severe burnout#trigun actually hits all the main points for stuff to become my fav#vashwood too#smoocha them#knives x legato too hello????#milly and meryl?? so married#lob them all#another thing is i can’t remember a piece of media where i would actually like all of the main characters#and i do love all of the trigun babes dearly#i do not approve of the milly erasure in tristamp tho#SICkening i hope they bring her back#tosye talks
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ANOTHA ONE. Ghost, Guilt, and Hunt for Dante??????💕
LOL THANKEE
Ghost: Who or what haunts your OC? What happened? How do they live with their ghosts?
Sooooooooo they invented being haunted on account of the Horrors. I haven't talked much about her so I will take this opportunity to give the What Is Wrong With Dante rundown- She had a twin (most fauns do), Deya. The two of them were close, both of them just a little alienated, living amidst mostly satyrs, Dante especially, being a wether, and not one that even does it 'right'. They were out in the wild, the two of them and another family member, a cousin or something, just for fun, an easy thing to do post-cataclysm: there's more wild than not. But other things live in the wild, and griffons are territorial. It didn't end well, all of them injured, Deya left behind, allowing the other 2 to escape. Dante did... not want to leave Deya behind, but couldn't physically do anything, and the person they were with got the two of them away at the cost of Deya's life. After, the other person told a technically true but warped version of what happened, simultaneously claiming heroism and deflecting blame such that it seemed to fall on Deya.
And Dante did Not take that well. And the other refused to change, doubling down when confronted about it (it's their own kind of processing, that blindsided refusal). And nobody believed Dante. And she got angry. And in one of many arguments over a relatively short period, they implied that if Dante didn't shut up, she'd be left with Deya. It was an empty threat, but Dante had been physically healing, not sleeping, mourning, and seething for the past week, and believed it. But also, she wanted to believe it, because she'd been itching with the kind of thing that requires violence. So she took just a little longer, seethed just a little more, and decided actually, fuck that. And became a murderer.
Guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?
And well, the thing about making decisions out of feeling is that sometimes they are the wrong one. She knew what killing them would mean, and accepted the consequences, superficially, at least. She cut her own hair with the same blade she used to kill. But it sticks with them more than she thought it would, and it changes more than they expected. He's altered. She doesn't try to hide it- not that she could, with what short hair on a faun means, but regrets it. She doesn't avoid it, but is ashamed nonetheless.
Hunt: Who or what is your OC hunted by? A person, a feeling, a past mistake? Is your OC able to let their guard down, or are they constantly alert?
And i mean, you know. She's hunted by her actions and her choices. By loss and by rage. By things that are his fault and things that aren't. Her hair is like a scarlet letter, a sign that says KEEP OUT. She was alienated before, but now?
#ask#ocs#HEHEHEHE. ANYWAY#dante is relatively new but i love her and also hes done nothing wrong ever in her life. dont worry about that#uhhh but actually im like. she made that decision and it seemed like the right one at the time#because she needed to do SOMETHING and was scared and alone and grieving and uncertain and SO FUCKING ANGRY#but also. instant regret. you should not have done that#and this fucking guy. who i havent named. like he was ALSO mourning and processing Events. he wasn't great but he wasn't EVIL#alas. get fucked idiot. she's eveything#also alas. faun lore. but don't worry about THAT (<- would love to talk more about that)#also THANKS BESTIE. SMOOCHA U
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nevermind looking at brian makes me even madder look how they massacred my boy (he's like 38)
looking at joseph makes me mad
#random thoughts#dream daddy#the thin waist. the beard which he only has to cover up a double chin#the fact the only pose he has shirtless is with his hands on his hips to make his chest as tight as possible#why doesn't he have more hairrr#the sprite im editing is his shirtless sprite so i can put new clothes on him later#but also i do think brian is the type to just take off his shirt in public#with robert egging him on#'WOOOO TAKE IT OFF'#brian shirtless + robert with betsy = they are kicked out of their local mcdonalds#daisy gets embarrassed abt it but when she grows up she looks back on it like 'huh i had like zero body image issues growing up'#'but also did he have to take his shirt off at church'#(it was at a church bbq and he was changing out of his Good Church Shirt into something which could be stained)#oh god now im imagining craig and brian doing hard labor together and getting into a flexing contest for shits and giggles#robert is there on the sidelines just enjoying the view#with mary who is also there. they're drinking mimosas#YES robert could also help but also why would he#anyway i have successfully given brian mutton chops smoocha him on the chin#may give hugo a full beard instead his jaw's too strong for his own good#and it'd help give him more 'insomniac english teacher' energy
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4, 10, 30, 39, 40?
THANK YOU, LIZ!!!!!! [smoocha you]
4. What was/will be the last book you read this year?
The Ballad of Never After by Stephanie Garber. This was over a month ago because October, November, and December were all busy, but at least I ended my reading with a bang.
10. A book that didn’t live up to your expectations
Definitely The Unseelie Prince by Kathryn Ann Kingsley. The excerpts and summary had sounded so promising, but in the end, it was just another terrible fae book with terribly boring love interests and boring main characters. Such is life.
30. Did you reread anything?
Nope. I have actually never re-read anything in my life??? There are just so many books out there that I feel like re-reading would be a waste of time when there are so many other new experiences to be had out there.
39. Five books you absolutely want to read next year?
Oh, boy, let's see 1. Dark Force Rising by Timothy Zahn (as well as the third book in the series. I am lumping them together) 2. Final Fantasy XV: The Dawn of the Future by Jun Eishima (translated by Stephen Kohler) 3. The Blood on the Blade by Ana Lal Din 4. A Curse for True Love by Stephanie Garber 5. Sunshine by Robin McKinley And an honorable mention to Final Fantasy VII: The Kids Are Alright: A Turks Side Story as a re-read. Yeah, I know that I said that I never re-read books, but I might make an exception for this one. I need that sweet, sweet Kadaj content.
40. Do you have any reading goals for next year?
mmmm not particularly? Just read more than I did this year. Would love to break 50 books, and also read more books than comics. A big bulk of my reading was comics and manga this year.
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kneeku :3 ✨💫💞 for the ask game? which is exactly what my heart does when i see u <3333
AWWWW MODAAAAAA I SMOOCHA U
What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)
I feel like I don't write enough fic to answer this question LMAO. OKAY I GUESS &HERE I AM ALIVE since that is my main wip and my biggest wip and I am super proud of it. Mostly because it was the first time I'd ever done nanowrimo successfully lmao!!
It's not the most amazing fic, but it means a lot to me. I channeled a lot of my... frustrations I guess, into them. Working a job you don't like, being super lazy with cooking, having resigned yourself to just existing in your life. And then the ultimate dream of someone coming into your life and like sprucing it up?? Supporting you??
I actually mentioned to Mao what if, at the end, they don't achieve their dream for one reason or another. I thought this might be more realistic, but 1) I already have the ending planned and 2) I couldn't make my dreams come true, I could at least let this Reader have theirs LMAO.
what is your favorite kind of comment/feedback?
Anything LMAO. Taking the time to type something in that comment box or in the tags is enough for me LMAO. I mean, I do like a nice long comment but, it's hard to do that all the time. Words are hard and sometimes it takes a long time to type things out.
I do try to respond to comments people leave me though and it's fun to engage in conversation with readers because back in the early days of writing fic that's what I was used to LMAO. I don't expect everyone to do it, but when I can it's fun.
what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
The characters. Beef mentioned once, I think, that my fics are more character driven than plot driven. And in relation to that- the dialogue. When the dialogue is dry and crusty.... I cry a little inside. After that I'd say, plot, then technical stuff, then world building and finally figurative language. Those last two are last cuz sometimes they hard LMAO.
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@more-than-a-princess sent: Hopefully she had gotten this right. "Okay, so I have gathered the following for today," Sonia began, taking items out of various bags and boxes and placing them in front of Wylan. "American sausages, American sausage bread," she began, picking up a package of uncooked hot dogs and hot dog buns. "Why are there not the same number of sausages as there are breads for them? How odd. Oh, and apparently hamburgers are important today, so I have included those and their breads. Now, there is also ketchup, this bright yellow condiment that is apparently mustard, this bright orange sliced thing that is apparently cheese, crisps, cupcakes with red and blue frosting and toothpicks featuring the American flag, and the light American Bud lager." But that wasn't all. With a small grunt, Sonia heaved the last box onto the table and opened the lid: full of fireworks, most unlikely to be sold even in the most remote American fireworks shops. "So, I am rather puzzled: do Americans blow up this food on the Fourth of July? I believe I have all the components to American independence here but how are they enjoyed?" She just wanted to take part in celebrating some of Wylan's heritage, even if America's customs were rather confusing sometimes. At least this holiday did not require mandatory chocolate: she did not trust the Americans with that anymore, except for their delicious peanut butter chocolate confections. Those, Sonia had to admit, were brilliant.
Out of place, might be the best way to put it. Using one of the open fields around the royal palace for a small (not so) private celebration of American Excellence could be considered blasphemy at that. Wylan is dressed the part of course. Rather than his usual suit and coat that he chose to don when going around in public he's dressed to the 5s. Or the Five-Oh, as it were. Stained white tank top with torn off jeans and a belt buckle that can (and might) be used as a murder weapon. Flipflops and socks. Perfect.
About the only American thing he isn't doing is carrying. This is actually unique compared to his usual, but not out of respect for any laws. Depending on who you asked he didn't exactly have much respect for Novoselic in general, which would be wrong, because he's a puppy for the crown princess. And behind his extravagant public image he was a force for helping out education and children's issues. To say nothing to how he has the uncanny ability to keep Sonia smiling.
All this wrapped up around the small 'barbeque' he set up himself. Charcoal grill, set of cheap aluminum tools, and a wooden picnic table to eat at. Sonia may have brought some beer, but Wylan already had that ready to go if the cooler of ice and Yuengling was anything to go by. That's fine and dandy. Another step of American Excellence would be drinking more than necessary.
"Oh good, you got most everything else we needed then. Such a good helper you are." Wylan chimes happily, possessing none of the mannerisms necessary for his technical 'cosplay' of American Excellent Male #5. "You even brought fancy cups. Look at this! These fireworks! Mwahahaha." An eager rubbing of hands together as he passes by for inspection, making sure to apply a thorough smoocha to Sonia's head before sweeping in and getting things out and set up on the table. A tantalizing display if there ever was one no we're not talking about Sonia.
"Uhhh. I mean. Nobody's stopping us from blowing up the food... you even got some M80s in here, which'd do the trick. But! Plan of action is an old fashioned grill. Have I grilled before? Don't give me that look~" He dismisses her concern should there have been any. "Just because I can't cook doesn't mean I can't grill. I know what a good 'dog looks like, and the same goes for a burger. You got enough here to feed a good few people... and by my guess... yeah, about a dozen security guards are gonna flood in once we set off the fireworks. So yeah. Plenty. A dog and burg for each."
Assured nodding before he starts going about packages, ripping things open and getting everything set out. The charcoals were already white and hot and ready. So was Wylan.
Pulling out a bottle of Yuengling and swiping the bottlecap off with a sword-like swing of the spatula, Wylan holds up a hand in toast.
"Happy America Day, babe. We're gonna make this one nobody forgets." Who knows how much trouble he's about to get in? This is a little louder and more dramatic than his usual antics after all. But so long as Sonia was around... he'd have the usual line of defense. To everyone else's chagrin. After all, good chance that the parents are gonna see this particular show.
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ur cute n prettyyyy *smoocha u!* ;3
thatz more like it!!!!!
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*clears throat* anyway so this blog may or may not have helped me understand why I felt weird (but not unpleasant) things watching The Boy, in this essay I will-
ANON????? ME???? I DID THAT?????? IM SO GLAD!!!!! Legit im always so shocked to hear people say this about anything I've done cause like I always feel like there are so many other people who write way better or more than I do so im always taken aback to hear it ahsnbsjsnnshsjsn I smoocha u upon the forehead sweet sweet anon 🥺💜
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16, 27, and/or 43 for the kissies (smoocha u basard)
REALLY OLD KISS MEME ANSWER??? REALLY OLD KISS MEME ANSWER
here we go u get two bc im tired of sitting on it
my characters include Marelle Faucheax (DA: I), and Rat (DmC)
16. One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.
Marelle lounged in bed, her hand over her eyes “Briala,” she whined, curling up into herself under the covers, “if the lady of the house asks for one more thing tonight, you shall refuse.” Her nose scrunched in distaste, warping her scar across the bridge of the nose.
Briala smiled a tired smile, lifting the covers to lay beside her. “I gave the lady her tea. She won’t be awake any more tonight.”
“Oh?” She parted her fingers slightly, just enough to peek at Briala.
“I gave her the good tea, my love.”
“With the sleeping powder.” Marelle’s lips twitched, fighting a smile, but she held her expression. “Still. She will be awake tomorrow and a holy terror besides. I hate this woman.”
“Another week, my love, then we return to Celene’s household.” Briala pressed a kiss to the corner of her lover’s mouth. Marelle rolled away from her, the smile harder to hide.
“No. I wish to pout.”
“You can’t. As the head of the servants, I demand you don’t.” She kissed her neck.
Marelle wormed away, using her free hand to push at Briala lightly. “Bribri, I’m sulking!”
“No you’re not, I see that smile.” She took her hands, both of them, lacing their fingers together and maneuvered to straddle her. Marelle’s blue eyes glittered in the lamplight, far from upset, and her nose had settled. But still she did not smile. “Please, my love? For me?” Briala asked, leaning down. Her lips barely touched Marelle’s.
“Ask me again,” she murmured.
Instead, Briala closed the distance between them. This time, Marelle’s lips did curve upward, and she let them. One of her hands loosened from Briala’s grip and laid against the side of her face, her thumb stroking her cheek.
Dimly, Briala wondered why Celene never kissed her like that, but pushed it away. After all, they still had a week in Cordille’s household. A week to give Marelle her undivided attention.
27. Kisses exchanged while one person sits on the other’s lap.
i had no ideas. sue me.
43. A kiss pressed to the top of the head.
Rat slept fitfully. Though they were out of Vergil's house for good, their time there had left its marks. Especially as of late. The newly-minted angel curled around on themself, squishing small to take up less space.
V frowned, looking up from his reading. Phineas had wanted a speech prepared for Rat, something to announce them and lift the world's spirit after Vergil’s initial display with them. Their wrists still bore the scars from their shackles, worse even than Dante’s.
V set his notes aside and left the table. He crouched near Rat, curled up on a blanket in the floor. They'd insisted they hadn't needed anything special, that they'd lived this way all their life and could continue to do so. V leaned down, unsure of what exactly he was going to do, but he hated seeing Rat frighten so in their sleep. Especially knowing that it was more or less his fault. He had brought his cousin to see their father, despite his better judgment. And he left Rat to deal with the consequences… Rat, his first and oldest friend. Rat, who had put their life on the line many a time for his. Rat, who went along with his fool schemes time and again, and made the best of it besides.
Before he knew it, his palm was on their head, and they relaxed in their sleep. Any other time, they'd have sprung awake, but their body was still healing after being Vergil's prisoner. One of their wings twitched. He smiled, withdrawing his hand. Then, hesitant, he leaned further down to press a light kiss to the top of their head.
Despite the wings, despite the loss of one of their horns and lots of their fur, they were still Rat. His Rat. The thought of them as his still had different connotations now, and he wondered what they wanted. What they would want out of life when his father was defeated.
He only hoped he could stay part of it.
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pheonix, edgeworth and apollo for kiss, kin, kill and harry mason, lisa garland and james sunderland for the other one >:3
OH BOY thank u bro!!!
Kiss Edgeworth... smoocha you sir! I do love him so
Kin Apollo bc we're both manlets and he's just generally v relatable!! He's a good character I wish capcom treated him better
Kill Phoenix... I'm sorry sir but also he's kinda unkillable so I wouldn't be surprised if he just got back up immediately after with like a bad head cold or smthn shdbfhsvs
Lab partner Lisa! She's a nurse she's probably done a science or two, I trust her to mostly know what she's doing and I feel like it'd be nice to do experiments with her!
Hmm I'm kinda torn but im gonna have to go with James for the elevator! Sure we might try to kill each other but if he has a similar elevator experience as in sh2 then at least we get to listen to a gameshow for a bit zvbdjdvs! Also it gives me an opportunity to bully him for hours and what more could you really ask for
I'd pick Harry to be my McDonald's trainer... he's got dad instincts and he'd probably actually know what he was doing! He seems like the type to hold you accountable but also be chill while you learn the job
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Alphonse Mucha more like Alphonse Smoocha
IT'S SO CUTE HGDGDHFD
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