#omen's daily gushes

[somehow-a-human]

I am officially praying to the Universe and Amazon executives to give us Good Omens Season 3 episodes weekly (or at the very least daily).

As much as I am a human of the 21st century and hard wired to want immediate gratification, can you imagine what it would be like to get weekly drops for season 3?

Can you imagine what an insane 6 weeks it would be here on Tumblr while season 3 aired? And if not 6 weeks, even if they managed to do it as daily drops, can you imagine that week? It would be like a goddamn festival, a celebration, and it would be insane. Things would be trending off the charts while people watched the episodes over and over again breaking them apart while they wait for the rest. We would all be discussing everything and theorizing and gushing over every little piece!

Look, I'm not going to be disappointed by any means if I can melt into my couch for 6 hours and consume the entire finale of this story, but if it gets stretched out man, wouldn't that be an experience for us all?

[gingiekittycat]

Hi, and happy Yuletide, holidays and/or the end of the year! I'm once again wandering from askbox to askbox, asking questions from my fellow Good Omens fanfic writers.

How was your writing year? What's the favourite story you wrote? Yes, YOUR favourite of YOUR work! Feel free to gush about your creations, I'm looking forward to hearing all about it!

I wish you all the comments and kudos, and an exceptional new year! 🧡 Mirjam

Happy holidays Mirjam! And thank you for the ask 💜.

How was my writing year? Spectacular, actually. I finished a fic I'd been picking at for four years, where which every sentence I wrote felt like pulling teeth (but I FINISHED it, the bastard). I wrote (goes back to check) 5 new fics after GO season 2 was released (I did the math, over 135,000 words in less than 4 months!!! How did I sleep? Eat? Do basic daily tasks? I don't even know) and the first three were only because writing was the only way I knew how to cope with all of my big feelings after the finale.

One of those fics actually became quite popular. It wasn't meant to be. It was meant to be a rant about my feelings after the finale, a rant about writing in general, a rant about how fanfic is such a strange and chaotic animal. I had just finished writing a super plotty fic which had been SO difficult, and I was tired of plot. I was tired of editing each sentence into oblivion, like I always did. I was tired of character arcs. I was tired of posting chapters and getting very little, if any, reader response. I was so tired that I wanted to stop writing, and I was angry that I couldn't. Even if no one was reading what I wrote, I couldn't stop.

Imagine my shock when people started reading the thing. Commenting on the thing, kudosing the thing. I kept writing it, with no end in mind, just pouring out word vomit in each chapter, pulling crazy stunts because I felt like it, because I wanted to, because I didn't care if it was good. It was some kind of eureka moment in a way, where I really understood what people have been saying about "write what you want."

And then something even more shocking happened: I stopped being tired and angry. I started having fun. And the plot and character arcs I was actively trying to avoid just came naturally, appeared out of nowhere, except they hadn't been out of nowhere, they'd been there the whole time. All of that painful work I'd done in previous fics, over previous years, had become second nature in this one. It just sort of happened.

What an experience in the end.

So yes, "We Can't Keep Meeting Like This" has to be my favorite of my own fics of the year. Not that I haven't written parts of other fics that I've liked more--because there are lots of parts in my other fics that I've liked more--but just for the catharsis that came from writing it. And, of course, for the readers who read it. I've made so many new wonderful fandom friends this year. I've never had many fandom friends before. I felt I came too late the fandom in fall 2019 to break into the already close-knit circles, and then I went through some intense person stuff in 2020 that caused me to take a pretty solid break from fandom for over a year. And by then, making GO fandom friends felt like a lost cause. Fandom is strange that way. The internet is a big place, but it can also feel so small.

(You said you wanted me to gush, Mirjam, and I'm not sure if this counts as gushing but this is your lesson anyway to be careful what you wish for.)

I'm on a self-imposed writing break right now. The holidays are busy, and there are parts of my real life that I've been neglecting (uh, like sleep). I have about 8 fics in my head instead, I've been making notes for them on my phone. So there will in all likelihood, be more to come.

But then again, I also feel like I might be brave enough to do something I haven't done in twenty years: write something original. Maybe. Maybe.

Anyway, thank you so much for the ask! It was a good opportunity to reflect on my personal experience with writing fic and the whirlwind of the last few months. Reading it back, it sort of feels like navel-gazing drivel, but then where else can you write that junk if not on your own blog? 😂

[hugispuso-archive]

hiii ! It's been a minute BUT I'm!! Here to deliver !! My daily gush bc norton got me feeling some type of way, as per usual. I'm thinking about marrying him. He's come to mean a lot to me as you know and it's like. Wow! I don't really think I expected him to mean this much to me in the long-run but !!!!! here we are !!! I couldn't begin to tell you how it ended up like this but I'm. Really glad it did. He's everything to me and the thought of him calling me his partner or his sweetheart just makes me jdhdhdyshsgshsgshgzhzhzb ;; !!!! so happy !!! I have so much fun with him and I say so many times that I wanna kiss him and u know what.. when I do.. I think he gets a little flustered when I do bc it takes him by surprise ♡ - omen

[also!!! I hope you're doing well!! I just wanted to let you know you're a wonderful person and ily /p ! Take care of yrself :}]

@gentle-horrors this is such a late reply omg i'm sorry BUT omenorton marriage?? REAL??? sjhddjjfjf but aaaa that is exciting news i can't wait for my one of my fav couples to finally get married KSBDKDKD ✌️✌️ smts the best things come unexpectedly. and norton's really happy to be one of those good things, bc you're just as precious to him 💗 you're his soon-to-be-spouse so i think you deserve to be called all lovey dovey titles by him >:] y'all are the sweetest pls go kiss him 😌

and ty ty!! ilyt /p you're one of a kind too 💞

[void-selfships-archive]

i got so caught up in gushing abt tillman i forgot i was supposed to send these to other ppl asdfgh 🎫 !!!! gush pass. gush about whoever's on yr mind rn.>:} - omen

@gentle-horrors

Whxhwhshshsh ty ty I think ima gush abt Dirk rq

Bc like? I was thinkin abt him earlier as I do and man I am just so genuinely in affections with him like!!!

He makes me feel so appreciated and cared about sometimes I just--

I love him. Like rlly rlly rlly I care ant him so much.

Tho people looking in are kinda like :??? What tf are yall on cause a lot of the time we dont even act like we're dating! Nothings rlly changed from our original Best Friends/Roommates set up and I get why people are confused since we're only rlly affectionate indoors?

Outdoors? Only hand holding and 5 second long hugs bc one, it's weird being affectionate outside and were both iffy abt it and two, Local Earth C news station would be *knock knock knockin'* on the door like "heeeeeyyyyy we saw yall kiss outside so uhh what's this thing goin on betwixt our local gods hmmm??" And the magic of being in love would crash down on us like the roof of a house after a violent tornado warning cause privacy?? Gone. The only people that know were dating are the people we know won't snitch to the presses (and respective besties.)

Anyway long story short hehehe depressed brony with a Texan accent makes me:

A moodboard

[mirjam-writes]

100 followers!

Hi! I’m happy to see you all! Not sure if I have ever introduced myself here, but better late than never right? I am

Finnish (yeah, english is my second language and I’m asleep when americans are most active here)

Comfortable with whatever pronouns you like (more about that here).

Over 30 years old

Aspec (ace, aro(ish), questioning)

ADHD (the inattentive kind, not hyperactive)

I like

History, horses, genealogy, nature, reading, writing, cheese

I love interacting with people but I’m also shy about starting any interaction, so, if you want, say hi and ask my discord handle! I write

I write fanfiction (currently Good Omens, but used to write Sherlock as well). I try to write softness and happy endings, and some angst on the way (possibly).

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Mirjam/

I read a lot of it too. I haven’t had time to rec as much as I want to, but when I have time, I also write long, gushing recs of fics I have loved.

I also have a Twitter

@MirjamLoves. Come say hi!

I queue art

I queue and reblog a lot of Good Omens fanart daily, especially those with small amount of notes. All of the art I reblog will be tagged under good omens, good omens art and good omens fanart tags. Sometimes more, if it’s something special (good omens archangel michael, for example). 

I tag something (but not everything)

I’ll tag major archive warnings (mcd, underage, non-con, graphic violence), though I’m pretty sure I haven’t posted anything that falls under these. 

I’ll reblog stuff about Good Omens season 2, and tag them with “Good Omens 2″. 

This is a blog run by an adult. I won’t bother to tag nsfw sexual content (Tumblr doesn’t allow much of that anyway) by default, unless the content is somehow disturbing. 

Ask me to tag more specific stuff, and I’ll try to remember to do so. 

[astralselfships]

Hi there, Astral <3 I saw your post about holiday F/O gushing and honestly, I am having too many stupid F/O thoughts I'm trying to keep inside to avoid spamming my blog even more about him than I already do (it is legitimately a daily thing).

Before I start, I wanted to ask you if you prefer to be addressed as Ribby? All the previous asks I have sent I have called you Astral, but I figured it's worth asking what you would like <3

Anyway, I am feeling so, so, so much love for him tonight, it's not even funny - hehe. I had a really triggering dream concerning him last night but I have been getting a lot better recently and I am already back on my feet and loving him <333 Honestly, the other day I wrote all these proposal headcanons and I am so close to fleshing it out and writing an actual story about it because they make me so happy (however self-absorbed that may sound).

Honestly, this whole night has just been me wanting to kiss and hug him, but I respect the fact he may not want to, as I do not think he's very affectionate physically a lot of the time -- anything is fine with me as long as he is happy <33 I cannot really articulate, nor put into words the extent of which I love him, but take my word on that I truly and deeply love him!

I hope you and Omen have a wonderful holiday <3 Please talk about him some more if you feel inclined! You always listen to everyone so attentively, so I'll happily listen to anything you gave to say :)

'Ello anon! 🌸 Merry Christmas!! Thank you so much for joining in! One of my best friends calls me Ribby, which is a nickname I must give her credit for and which I've always loved. Astral is a good one too, so I accept both! Feel free to use any nickname you like more! Also if you come up with anything new that you'd like to use when addressing, I'm more than open, come at me with nicknames, I'm not afraid lol (^o^)

I think we can all relate to having so many F/O thoughts and getting all soft and warm over their slightest gesture or appearance, it feels like quite literally exploding with love and happiness! That's exactly why I came up with this idea and why I am so thrilled to read each and every message you guys send in! Nothing compared this Christmas with the warmth that your lovely gushes emanated at each letter <3

Also proposal hcs??? So heartwarming and valid! This is your sign to go for it and write that story ASAP if it makes you happy, anon! Don't hesitate to share it if you ever feel comfy ofc! I'll be your biggest supporter and fan honestly ^.^

And just because your F/O isn't that affectionate and doesn't show love in known, romantic ways, that doesn't mean he doesn't have strong feelings for you! He just shows it differently and in this house, we love unusual and less often talked gestures of love (my F/O doesn't openly show his feelings so I can only relate. Oh how awkward and clumsy he is, I get heart eyes just thinking about him...♡)

The way you talked about your F/O must have gotten him so so flustered and overwhelmed... I can tell he is probably head over heels for you! <3

*sees Omen's name, proceeds to die*

Thank you so much for the sweet words wkdndkwjx!!! Omen might seem like he has lost his holiday spirit a long time ago, but the way he curiously eyes everything arranged for Christmas, his interest growing more intense whenever I tried to bake the treats and goodies, his occasional soft touches and surprise hugs tell me otherwise, I knew it exactly one year ago when I met him. He's everything and I feel stuck in the impossibility of properly expressing my love for him! 💜

This is getting even longer than your ask, anon!!! Lol, I had immense pleasure replying! Please feel free to gush even more or dm me directly anytime, as well as anyone else who'd like to! I promise I don't bite.

Thank you so much and take care of yourself and of your F/O! I hope your holidays are the warmest!! <3🌸

[roguelov]

Request: Ooo so I had an idea for good omens headcanons!! Where it’s Halloween and reader decides to surprise Crowley when she dresses up as him (plot line is he’s been insecure about his eyes and hiding them with sunglasses) so she gets some of those costume contact thingys to turn her eyes into yellow snake eyes to show him she loves him no matter what? (And also to look dope bc u know Halloween). Ahh you’re such a good writer dude I love your fics!!

Halloween is one of your favorite times of the year

Costumes?

Hell yeah!

Scary movies?

Bring it

Pranks?

Let’s do it!

However, this year is special

You had a plan

A certain demon who you won’t name names … Crowley … is being withdrawn from you

And you can’t figure out why

All you want to do is show him you love him

All of him

Even his yellow demonic snakes eyes

He hardly ever shows you them

You’ve only seen them maybe a handful of times

Mostly by accident

They’re so beautiful, so captivating

But every time you try to bring them up Crowley will shut you down

Hence your wonderful plan: to dress up as him

You even bought yellow snake contacts

Which was a frustrating search

And they weren’t even close to the specific color of Crowley’s

But they would have to do

On Halloween, you sauntered into Aziraphale’s bookshop

Causing the angel to do a double take

“Well, hello, Crowley. Happy Halloween.”

“Happy Halloween, angel.” *Winks*

*Both of you giggle*

You find Crowley sitting in the back and you flop down next to him

He looks to you with a raised eyebrow

You peer over your glasses showing off your contacts and wink at him

He flinches and glances away

You frown and grab his face

“Hey, Crowley, look at me. Why are you hiding from me?”

“I – I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Crowley.”

*Sighs and whispers* “It’s – it’s because I’m a demon. Okay? This being of temptation and evil. My eyes are a constant reminder. A reminder … a reminder that I don’t deserve you.”

“Crowley, I love you. Demon and all. Why do you think I dressed up as you? Because you’re the most beautiful person I know and you shouldn’t hide from anyone. You don’t need to hide from me.”

After all of this, Crowley hardly wears his glasses around you

You will compliment and tease him

He’ll grumble and blush about it

You’ll laugh

Until he turns it around and compliments you

“Well, I do have to say, love, that you’re radiant. Hellfire doesn’t burn as brightly as you do.”

*Blushes and whispers* “fuck.”

Next Halloween, you dress up as each other

Together you pull pranks

Mostly on poor Aziraphale

“Hey, Aziraphale, can you open this can of nuts for me?”

“Of course, my dear.” *Fake snakes pop out*

*You and Crowley giggle*

You and Crowley cuddle together watching scary movies

And if Crowley ever get insecure again you’ll hold him saying all the thing you love about him

It always ends with you gushing over his stunning eyes

And more importantly, Aziraphale is always your secret agent when you’re away

If Crowley is hard on himself then Aziraphale will call you

“He’s doing it again, my dear.”

“What did he say this time?”

“That he won’t ever make you happy.”

You’ll either call Crowley immediately showering him in love

“Hey, just wanted to call and say I love you”

“… okay.”

“And that you’re amazing and spectacular and the best person in my life.”

*Blushes* “Thanks, (Y/N). I love you too.”

Or you’ll rush over and throw yourself into his arms

He’ll instantly melt

“Didn’t you have work today?”

“Yes, but it’s my lunch break. And I need my daily dose of Crowley.”

*Kisses your forehead* “I love you.”

“Love you more.”

But now he’s much kinder to himself

Less insecure

Thanks to you

The most amazing person in his life

You who saw a man, not a demon

[janthonyashtoreth]

Another big batch of asks!

Answering a bunch of asks under the cut! Most of them are ink and flowers centric. I hope you all are doing well <3

anonymous asked: wait wait hold up Anathema works in Azra's tattoo parlour?? amazing, when i was thinking of making my own florist/tattoo artist au, i also had Anathema be Aziraphale's apprentice :D i like when these two are friends. do you have any more headcanons about Anathema in ink and flowers?

she does!! she was doing an apprenticeship under him but has since graduated to doing her own thing (but she still works at his parlor). i can’t get into the whole plot because spoilers but angels/demons and agnes nutter’s prophecies still exist in the iaf universe, but anathema isn’t her descendant. instead, anathema is a wickedly smart computer genius and her boyfriend newt is an endearing but kind of inept descendent of agnes. anathema was azra’s good friend-turned-wingwoman once anthony shows up. i love her

anonymous asked: concept: aziraphale seeing crowley presenting femininely for the first time how'd you think he'd react? in your flower shop tattoo artist au

anonymous asked: OKAY totally not asking bc i may or may not have been thinkin abt this for like. too long. but would anthony have to like, come out as genderfluid to azra/how would azra react to seeing anthony present more fem for the first time

ooo ive been thinking about this as well! i dont think anthony would necessarily have a “coming out moment”, they just kind of do what they want. if they feel like presenting fem or using different pronouns they would just. do it. and azra would just kind of roll with it. i like to think that the first time anthony presented fem she got all dressed up for date night and didn’t tell azra and azra just Stares bc,,,, wow anthony is just gorgeous like that!! azra’s dead!!!

anonymous asked: You're a cutie pie. That's it. That's the fact.

:’ ) you’re a sweety pie!!!

anonymous asked: i deadass tried for 20 minutes to make the finger heart...... how did your friend do it......

i have absolutely no idea and it hurts my brain,,,

anonymous asked: Wahoo

wahoo.....

@alligatorsnbats asked: OK, so what's Oscar's thoughts on Anthony?

oscar LOVES anthony... he’s the worlds most apathetic cat but he actively seeks anthony out when hes around. azra is only slightly salty about it

anonymous asked: Is Anthony cross eyed?

he’s not! i made him a little bit cross-eyed in my latest post on purpose bc he was flustered but i dont know if it came across very well ;;

anonymous asked: not to be *THAT* bitch who comes into your ask box and gushes over your art but i love the way you colour things and your clean line work?? mwah. i wish i could draw like you its just so lovely

bfdkjfdh im cry,,,, just keep practicing my friend!!! i promise it’ll get you where you want to go. the last couple of months have been really nice for me in my ~art journey~ because its the first time i’ve ever really liked stuff that i’ve drawn. ive been drawing for about 7-8 years and this is only just happening and it varies so much from person to person!! some people get to where they want to go in 2 years, some people take 20. just don’t stop practicing!!

anonymous asked: your human!crowley deserves infinite appreciation and the fact that he has coloboma: that right there! is! good shit! he has snake eyes,,,, but as a human. u are a genius good sir and your art is a blessing 👌👌👌

haha thank you!! i think coloboma (i know how to spell it now!!) is such an interesting condition and it’s kind of underused for human aus!!! its so dope!!!

@bolitakawaii-senpai asked: what would crowley's and azi's fav emojies from the cursed emojis??

asking the real questions out here..... i think crowley’s would be the one with all of the teeth and aziraphale’s (assuming he knows what they are in the first place) would be the really cute one with big eyes and the pink hairbow

anonymous asked: concept for the ink and flowers au: something happens to crowley (imma b honest i have no idea) and has a lowkey crisis and chops all his hair off and just. joins his pet snake and snakes around the nursery untill azra comes in seeing crowley crying and cuddling his snake and yeah idk enjoy my the weird shit my brain comes up with

jhuyhaijodfaydgsihfujoi RIP TO THE HAIR...... i love the angst potential (and i can come up with a few reasons for the angst, but i digress) but i dont think i could part with anthony’s hair,,, i love it too much

anonymous asked: I can't handle your ink and flowers Aziraphale. I can't. His hair is TOO fluffy. His face is TOO squishy. He is EXTREMELY friend shaped. His glasses and his eyes are bright like SPARKLES. Every time I see him I want to go feral and show all my friends. I would hug him without letting go of given the chance. 1000000000/10. 💜🐝

anonymous asked: I have a cat just like Oscar (big himbo) and I got him some knit hats for Christmas and he's gonna hate me but I can't wait to dress him up like a little bee so: does Azra ever give Oscar like costumes or footies just for fun? If yes, does Oscar love or hate? 💜🐝

isldakfj im grouping these two together bc im assuming ur the same person anon!! i love your signature!!

you’re correct. his hair IS too fluffy, and he IS entirely too friend shaped. he has the BRIGHTEST eyes. i cant contain my rabid love for him and it spills out into the art. i can’t help it. he gives the best hugs

SLADKFJ YES HE DOES..... IVE BEEN MEANING TO DRAW THIS FOR A HOT MINUTE,,,, as i mentioned earlier oscar is the world’s most apathetic cat so i dont think he would care that much but he’s not super happy about it

anonymous asked: Y'know what? I'm too tired so say smth clever so just know that I love you and your art is amazing 💕💕 PS: i love that you also tag them as Ineffable partners (i guess the point is to be gender neutral)

i love you as well anon,,, and yeah i like the ineffable partners tag! i find that it fits more with their relationship for some reason. though i still tag as ineffable husbands since its such a popular tag lksdfjdfknjbh

anonymous asked: Hello! Fist of all thank you for yor art, you are one of my favorite artists in this fandom and I have Feelings about the Ink and Flowers AU. Second: Don't feel pressured to post daily, we understand that life is complicated and art can be difficult sometimes. Take care! You're the best!

anon i would die for you!!! i never imagined that i would ever be one of anyone’s favorite artists,,,,, im speechless,,,,,,,,

and yeah unfortunately i dont think ill be able to post every other day once this coming semester starts :( i’ll probably have to cut back to once every 3. but there’s more ink and flowers coming at u guys so!! stay tuned for that

anonymous asked: Good omens characters having a game night?

i know this was sent in for the au prompts i asked for but. i dont think im physically capable of capturing the pure chaos that would ensue from this. holy shit it would be so feral. 

thank you to anyone who read this whole thing!! i read all of my asks as soon as i get them and i have a lot that i’ve been sitting on for a while. if you sent me something i promise i haven’t forgotten about it!! if you’ve sent something in that you were expecting a response to and i havent responded, just send it again to be safe in case tumblr ate it

i love all of you! <3

[myulalie]

So you wanna build something

Worldbuilding is nice, but bringing it to light every so often in your story is even nicer. I’m not talking about info-dumping though, it’s more like… info-sneaking.

If you’re stealthy enough, you might be able to weave your worldbuilding into the fic without the reader really noticing what you’re doing and they’ll appreciate things because it’s fun, or sweet, or logical.

Make it feel natural

I like to worldbuild around the characters themselves and the plot, which enables me to bring it up when it’s relevant. That way it feels natural (to me, at least).

I think it’s easier to go all out in the draft or outline process, then narrow it down to what you actually need in the story.

Yes, it breaks my heart every time I have to dismiss a piece of worldbuilding but what can I say? I’d rather gush about it in the comments than lose a reader midway because I’ve been burying them under my worldbuilding.

Consent is essential ;)

Ask (the right) questions

I write fanfiction, so worldbuilding often starts with questions for me.

What do I know? What do I want to know? What do I need for my story? What do I need for my character? How does it impact the plot, the cast, the world? Who benefits from this, and who might suffer the consequences? Why do I want this (and is it necessary)?

I also find that logic helps a lot.

Let’s say the sacred animal in your world is the snake, what does it mean in your character’s daily life? Will they get punished if they step on a snake? What are the rules? What happens when you get bitten, is it symbolic? Is it a good omen or a punishment? Are the streets covered in shed skin? Does someone clean after the snake? Is a good position or a sanction? Is there some venom drinking ritual? How do outsiders react upon meeting the snakes?

I love to try and go as far as I can in every direction to be sure I’m not missing out on anything!

Reverse engineering

This is another trick I rely heavily on when my idea is already half-formed. Sometimes, I need to go back to the basics in order to build something up again.

It’s like starting from the end and unraveling the various connections I made to get there.

I take the big picture, and I dismantle it piece by piece until I have all the individual elements. It’s easier to study them like this and find out what I need to work into the fic in order for the final picture to make sense.

I sometimes get a plot and an outline out of this as well because I need to define key moments in the narrative.

Giving up… for now

You can’t always use what you came up with straight away. Sometimes, you can’t even come up with much anyway.

I like to save things for later when this happens, I can always come back to a concept when I’m ready to work with it.

I’m pretty organized so I’ll catalog everything I have in a document and save it in an ideas folder for easy access, all the while avoiding temptation since it’s not right in front of me.

I also find that sometimes it’s better to split one big idea into smaller concepts. Not all ideas work together, but that doesn’t mean they can’t stand on their own.

The truth is, while your world makes sense in your head, it might be too complex to put it into words. Sometimes you need time for your ideas to ferment and take shape as well.

About encyclopedias

Your readers have their own “encyclopedia”, made up of their experiences, knowledge, culture and imagination.

When I mentioned the snake earlier, you’ve probably come up with questions of your own that I haven’t thought of. It’s something you have to be aware of, but also something you can rely on.

I love a complex system, but I’ll understand it better if it’s not a jumbled mess. Your thought process needs to be logical enough that people can hop on and follow along.

Also, do you have writers (or readers) friends? Chances are they know a lot about something, and if you ask them they’ll be happy to talk to you about it.

I love brainstorming and bouncing ideas off my friends because they always have something to add that is both relevant and interesting.

How to worldbuild

Honestly, there are many ways to worldbuild and whatever suits you is what matters the most.

I mentioned earlier that I am quite organized, and it translates to my worldbuilding.

First of all, if I can reuse some chart from a previous story, I will. It saves time, and I’m already familiar with the material. I might copy and paste it to customize it according to the on-going project, and I’ll either color-code my subsections, or make an Excel spread-sheet depending on the need.

If I need to do research, I’ll take notes as I go, then make a synthesis of it all in order to have a nice document to look at. I’ll often get ideas for the story in itself while doing this so I highlight it for future reference.

I’m flexible and I’ll always do my best to adapt to each project because this part of the writing process sets the tone for the rest of the story.

The purpose of these documents if to find whatever I need quickly when I’m writing and I need to check something. I tend to use keywords when searching for something, so I’ll spend some time editing the words I use in order to always have the same terms, to navigate the document efficiently.

I’ll make character charts and descriptions of the various locations.

I set up a template with the information I need and use it for everything so that it always looks the same. Sometimes I’ll write entire paragraphs as a warm up before writing the story itself, and I’ll reuse sentences within the story.

It’s also the time to make moodboards if you’re into it, and if I have a playlist, I’m probably listening to it as I work. ... Yes, I get sick of it by the time I’m done with the project.

So yeah, that's how I do it. If anything in there can help, then I'm happy. Else, thanks for reading!

[clarste]

Can you give us non japanese speaking people some info about touhou 17.5 please?

Here’s a rough translation of the story summary:

“Black water gushed up to the surface. It had a foul smell, and was difficult to wash off once stuck to your body. It was totally useless for daily living.

Some saw the black water as an ill omen, others a good one. Some saw it as holy, others as wicked. Some saw it as a calamity, others as a financial opportunity. As varied opinions flew around, some were even celebrating its appearance.

But after a certain event, even those celebrating had a chill run up their spines. The black water had started flowing forth from the spring where they got their drinking water, from the beautiful creek water, and from the relaxing hot springs, and everywhere else indiscriminately.”

[lil-outsider]

Michael Sheen is a literal angel, y’all.

Let me tell y’all a story...

First, you need to know a little bit about my year so far. In the year of our Lord, Twenty-Nine-Sheen, well, my life has really spiraled. I’m a grad student at the University of Texas at Austin in the MA in Media Studies program, and I fully intended on graduating this past May. Unfortunately, in January, mere days before the Spring semester that I was registered and ready to go for would begin, I found out that I had to have surgery. I moved all my coursework online to address the problem. Well, financial problems caused by insurance issues left that process in paperwork hell until May, and, simultaneously, my grandmother fell ill in February, and we soon learned that she had quick-onset dementia. She also became incontinent during this time. Very rapidly, she went from somewhat independent to needing care 24/7. I became her new caregiver. My schoolwork got pushed back... Well, I kept working on it, but email communication often failed me and I found myself hoping I could go back to Austin, but nothing was slowing down. In fact, things started building up. My dad started working more, and I had less time to go to my undergraduate school here at home, Texas A&M University-Texarkana, and get work done. I knew I wouldn’t graduate in May, but my dad and I had pooled our money together to pay for one more semester. We chose the summer session because it was cheaper, and we were sure that, if I was given the freedom to work, I could get things done on time.  My dad started working even more--3 people were fired from his job at the water treatment drinking water plant here in Texarkana. He was working every single day. I was trying to find any second to show up at school, and I was also very, very exhausted. 

In a particularly heavy moment of stress and impending due dates that I couldn’t foresee making, I tweeted Michael Sheen with a funny picture of my cat and some icons @Kiyye had created, and I wrote a little note about how he made me smile in these dark times. 

Now, this message definitely uplifted my spirits. My best friend, @vacationingatthepond, randomly checked Twitter while we were on the phone together, getting ready to watch Masters of Sex, and found out the news. We were both ecstatic, as she is mentioned in the original post, too. Like everyone else in this fandom, we’ve been connecting over Michael Sheen content since Good Omens, so we’ve made a nightly ritual of gushing about Michael and watching his movies/shows. We connect over this since we’re hundreds of miles apart and we miss each other a lot. When we watched Bright Young Things, I even found my chosen middle name in Michael’s character. My love for him is real, and this little note made me feel loved, too.  Well, last night, my grandmother had a bad night, so I stayed up and decided that I would make a GoFundMe page to try and earn money to pay for the Fall semester at UT-Austin. It was getting dire. Tens of thousands of dollars of loans in, and I was about to have to quit because I couldn’t pay for one more course and I hadn’t applied for FAFSA because I intended on graduating in May. I also went ahead and applied for FAFSA, but this option was really daunting, considering it would triple the cost of school AND the coursework--to get loans, you must be full-time. While I need 3 hours to graduate, I’d need 9 to meet grad school full-time status... The GoFundMe page was a last-ditch effort to secure my spot in school, and remains an effort to get me back to Austin where I can work in-person with my advisor. 

Here is the link to the gofundme, if you would like to donate or signal boost:

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-rein-graduate-utaustin-grad-school&rcid=r01-15656318453-90964e8dfd13406f&pc=ot_co_campmgmt_w

I tweeted it to Michael, along with a thank you for his sweet words to my grandmother and I. I simply requested he signal boost my GoFundMe page. Instead, y’all, he donated the entire amount. And he told nobody. He just left it there for me to find. When I came back from changing my grandmother’s diaper this morning, I had a notification from a facebook message that a friend sent that read, “You probably still don’t realize what has happened.” I had sent her a link to the page only 30 minutes before. Within 30 minutes, Michael Sheen single-handedly reached my goal of $3000 and saved my academic career. I’ve only got a little work left on my project. I will graduate now. I cannot even fully process it.  Kudos to @neil-gaiman for recognizing that Michael Sheen is actually an angel here on earth. 

He told nobody about this. He kept this entirely to himself and the small group of people I have circulated this to. He didn’t share my post or anything--he did something better; again, he just single-handedly saved my academic career. It was instant stress relief. This has been the heaviest year of my life, and he’s made it better. He’s obviously invited to my graduation! Hook ‘em!  For those that are interested, my Master’s Report will be available to the public. Here is a description I wrote for the last GoFundMe update:  “The project is designed to be accessible to academics and non-academics alike. I have chosen Prezi as the format for 3 reasons: 1. Talking about asexual Daryl Dixon is a fun topic for academics, fans, and queer folx alike; 2.  Prezi is a free, accessible service, meaning there are no gates of publication in the way of accessibility; and 3. Prezi allows academic discussion and artistic expression to co-exist for the purpose of the argument/story you want to tell. This particular presentation, "Why a 'Somewhat Asexual' Daryl Dixon is Not Enough: The Importance of Labels in Queer Media" is a particularly meaningful discussion I want to put out into the world--it is dedicated to one of my closest friends, who feels as though non-negative media representations of asexuality are few and far between. Now is the time to talk about asexuality, not as an absence, but as an equally whole and wonderful experience of existence--and a valuable piece of our society.” 

@vacationingatthepond, @everybodyownsascar, and I have been miles and miles apart, and we’re all connected daily through our love of Michael Sheen. We’ve jokingly termed the year, “Twenty-Nine-Sheen,” but he really did make my year today. Thank you, Michael. 

[bisexual-nightmare]

Okay, listen, maybe no one wants to hear this, but I need to gush for a second about how much Good Omens - and this fandom - have changed my life.

Have saved my life.

I know it sounds cheesy, but hear me out.

I have had...maybe not the worst few months of my life, this year, but pretty damn close. One of the worst years on record, for me. I saw it coming when I accidentally answered a routine, run of the mill question during a physical last November with total honesty, and got a psych referral. I knew the signposts - we’re old friends. I’d just been blowing past them. Things were going to get bad.

I just didn’t realize how bad.

By July it was a daily struggle not to end it all. I was drowning, I was desperate, I was clinging to continued existence with fingernails worn down to scraps. I watched the show at debut, and kept watching it - kept using it, as a life raft. Immersed myself in the fandom, the fics and the art and the meta. Let it consume me, the way so much else was consuming me, but it was a good thing. A choice. A ray of light in a long, echoing tunnel.

I wrote my first fic in years this July, in a single day, like a thing possessed. The idea took hold of me and wouldn’t let go until I’d spilled my brain and my heart across the page.

The wave of positivity that came after posting - it was a lifeline. Is a lifeline. I have every email from every comment, and it sounds ridiculous, but those words have given me life.

They got me through August, then September. October. Two more fics out, and the fandom was stunning; I grew up in the ff.net days, and I remember the cesspit it could be. AO3 is like paradise; I can never, ever be thankful enough for the culture there, the way people litter positive comments and kudos in their wake like flower petals. Maybe I’ve been lucky. I’m sure there’s bad out there. It had to go somewhere; I’m sure it’s snuck in around the edges.

But this fandom? I haven’t seen a single awful thing. I’ve seen a handful of disagreements, but they’re polite; mostly it seems that if someone disagrees, they move on past. (As it should be.) There aren’t fights, the fandom isn’t divided, there’s no entrenched ideological war. And when someone likes what you’ve done, your meta or your art or your fic -

They tell you. And they tell you so beautifully.

We’re into December now, and I’m still struggling. I’m still fighting, every day - but I’m living, not just surviving. I’ve taken on a challenge that, a year ago, would have wrecked me; now, it’s helping me heal. I feel like a person again, not just a person-shaped thing, for the first time in...years.

Tonight I sat down to lay out the beginning of tomorrow’s prompt, and the words flowed like water from my pen. They may not be great. They may not even be good. But they’re mine, and I’m proud of them. And for the first time in a very, very long time, I’m proud of me.

Good Omens - this fandom - it’s powerful. It’s life changing. Life-saving. Good art will do that, both the original and the transformative works. And I’m so absolutely, desperately happy to have found this one.

A note, perhaps awkward and weird and if it is I’m sorry, to some of the people most responsible for (my personal) experience here: first, @neil-gaiman and the beloved Terry Pratchett, who not only gave us this world but their blessing to love it, and play in it, and share it. Fandom can, and will, grow despite the behavior of the original creator, but there’s something special about a fandom that grows not despite its creators, but because of them.

And to a few of the tent poles of my experience within the fandom: @gingerhaole, whose art has moved me to tears more than once. I thought I was ambivalent about art styles, and art in general, and then I saw your work, and I fell in love. @forineffablereasons, always a deft hand with the fic and the meta but also absolutely stunningly crafty, and generous with that skill - your massive cross-stitch pattern? I see that in my dreams sometimes. And @drawlight, whose fics genuinely haunt me in the best of ways, whose advent prompts are pushing me to challenge myself, and trust myself, and be myself. I cannot - I cannot possibly thank you enough. I know I curated my own fandom experience, but you’re all such genuinely lovely, amazing people - you help make it a good place.

There are others, so many others, I would list out every single author and artist and gif maker and meta-mastermind if it wouldn’t look absurd and ridiculous and take up ten pages. You’re amazing. You’re all amazing. So if you wonder, sometimes, if it’s worth it, if the post or the art or the fic or the comment you’ve made matters: it does. It does. Maybe it only matters to one person, but here’s one person right here, reaching out to say: it matters. You, all of you - together, you’ve saved at least one person. Helped me save myself.

And that’s the magic of the Good Omens fandom.

[hugispuso-archive]

GOOD MORNING. 🕺 LITTLE GUSH/RANT TIME. That new event started and I thought bc of the route I chose I thought I'd be restricted to only getting the kissing emote for the fem survivors which meant no norton one and I was like. SO. MAD. AT MYSELF. This turned out to not be the case but I was like quietly fuming AND LIKE THE TWO PPL I'M WITH RN COULD FEEL IT AND ONE OF THEM WAS LIKE "I feel like sometimes you embody the spirit of wrath" AND I JUST 😭!! I'm fine now ofc but all I can imagine is norton like squishing my cheeks and going like "you're so cute when you're grumpy, your face is so warm" AND JUST TEASING ME OVER IT BC HE HARDLY EVER SEES ME UPSET BUT HE DID FOR ONCE OVER SOMETHING SO SILLY ESP BC ITS LIKE I JUST WANT KISSES MAN !! - omen

@gentle-horrors tumblr better start giving me notifs for asks or else i'm gonna start throwing hands >:/ ANYWAY omg i'm really glad that didn't last long DHDHDJDJ you deserve all the kisses from norton 😤 and i can tell he's willing to give some to you by how he just caressed your face hehe!! you ARE cute to him he'll let you know at any chance he gets. 😳 he can also give you kisses any time, just gotta say the word. 😌 or if you're more of a confident type then you should kiss him first sjsbdjdj!! good luck getting with the event tho, tell me your thoughts when you get the emote ehehe 💕

[void-selfships-archive]

I'm doing a stupid clown walk of shame as I submit these asks to the right blog. Anyway. Karamatsu gush to us about Ash. This is a threat. I am shaking you by your shoulders. I will literally steal your glasses if you do not comply. - omen

@gentle-horrors

💙: Omen...what a lovely name- And theres no need! Not when I'm always willing to gush about my darling lover!

So handsome, an absolute divine god among us sinful men! I don't deserve to be in such a presence but he blessed me with it anyway, and I am deeply thankful of this.

My dear flower means so much to me and I try to remind him of this daily! He makes me...happy. The genuine compliments, the indulging in my interests...hm...I really don't know what I did to deserve him but I am eternally grateful for whatever that may be.

[auroral-melody]

Impersonations: 1. Hey nERRRD. 2. *whispers in ear* Gaaay. 3. *gushes over Crowley and Aziraphale until the end of time* 4. Math is gay. 5. *quotes favorite lines from Doctor Who or Good Omens on a regular basis* 6. *half of blog is good omens/lucifer/doctor who, other half is cat pics, equality, self-care posts and memes* 7. asdfghjkkkl

1) @ everyone who hasn’t heard me speak. you don’t understand. i talk like this. i say that exact phrase daily

2) I DO THIS DAILY AS WELL

3) i made my friend’s dad start reading it. to quote her: “you’re tearing this family apart”

4) i’m gay and i like math so therefore math is gay. a syllogism, my friends

5) okay but i’ve actually been asked more than once to help people find a specific passage they were looking for so i swear it’s a useful skill

6) i can’t think of a recent post i’ve had that doesn’t fall into one of those categories

7) I KEYSPAM ALL THE TIME DON”T CALL ME OUT LIKE THIS GHJFDHGGHJF THANK YOU FOR SENDING THIS

[impersonate me!]

[sonofhistory]

Could you tell us about Hamilton's relationship with his children? I know he closed himself even more after Philip's death, but what about the other 7? Was he close to them?

All sources from Alexander Hamilton by Ron Chernow.

Of Alexander and Eliza’s eight children–Philip Hamilton, Angelica Hamilton, Alexander Hamilton Jr., James Alexander Hamilton, John Church Hamilton, William S. Hamilton, Eliza Hamilton and “Little Phil” Hamilton–not one appeared to utter a single unkind word about their father.

On January 22, 1782, Eliza gave birth to a son, named Philip Hamilton. On his birth, Alexander Hamilton wrote, “whose birth, as you may imagine, was attended with all the omens of future greatness.” He used to rock Philip’s cradle and played with the infant. At seven months, “it is agreed on all hands that he is handsome, his features are good, his eye is not only sprightly and expressive, but it is full of benignity. His attitude in sitting is by connoisseurs esteemed graceful and he had a method of waving his hand that announces the future orator. He stands however rather awkwardly and his legs have not at all the delicate slimness of his father’s… If he had any fault in manners, he laughs too much.”

On September 25th, 1784, the Hamiltons had their first daughter named Angelica. Their third child, Alexander was born on May 16th, 1786. Due to Hamilton’s busyness, Eliza ran the household and supervised the education of their children when they were small.

According to Ron Chernow, fourth born James Alexander Hamilton was their “favorite child”. Eliza gave birth to James Alexander on April 14th. While at Columbia, James frequently sought his fathers advice, urging him to review speeches had had written and etc. 

On October 12, 1788, the Hamiltons went down to the end of Wall Street and had Philip, Angelica and Alexander all baptized at the same time at Trinity Church. 

James Hamilton said,

“His [Alexander Hamilton sr.] gentle nature rendered his house a most joyous one to his children and friends. He accompanied his daughter Angelica when she played and sang at the piano. His intercourse with his children was always affectionate and confiding, which excited in them a corresponding confidence and devotion.”

Angelica Hamilton was very musical inclined and her father had Angelica Church find the best piano that she could find his daughter. When they were in separate cities, Hamilton usually kept one of the younger boys with him. He worried much about his children and enjoyed tutoring them. He had high expectations and wanted them to exceed. 1791, age nine, Philip and Alexander Jr. were sent off to boarding school in Trenton. Hamilton wrote this to his Philip:

“Your teacher also informs me that you recited a lesson the first day you began, very much to his satisfaction. I expect every letter from him will give me a fresh proof of your progress, for I know you can do a great deal if you please. And I am sure you have too much spirit not to exert yourself that you may make us every day more and more proud of you.”

A letter to his daughter, Angelica:

“I was very glad to learn, my dear daughter, that you were going to begin the study of the French language. We hope you will in every respect behave in such a manner as will secure to you the goodwill and regard of all those with whom you are. If you happen to displease any of them, be always ready to make a frank apology. But the best way is to act with so much politeness, good manners and circumspection as never to have an occasion to make any apology. Your mother joins in best love to you. Adieu, my very dear daughter.”

On August 22nd, 1792 Eliza gave birth to their fifth child, John Church Hamilton. In 1784, John began several ill and Hamilton–who scarcely asked for a vacation–pleaded with Washington to allow him “permission to make an excursion into the country for a few days to try the effect of exercise and change of air upon the child.”

A couple months after publishing the Reynold’s pamphlet, Hamilton had a scare after Philip nearly died of severe fever of some sort of typhus. In tending to Philip, Hamilton was both nurse and physician, leaving the doctor amazed by both his medical knowledge and his closeness towards his children. When he learned his son was to be well, the doctor said there were tears in the father’s eyes.

On August 4th, 1797, Eliza gave birth to a healthy baby, William Stephen Hamilton. 

On multiple occasions, Hamilton would have his six year old son John Church write his letters for him, taking bizarre precaution to that his letters would not bear his handwriting during his plots in the Adams cabinet.  

Smart Philip Hamilton walked in the footsteps of his father. He graduated in 1800 with high honors, was a good speaker and studied to be a lawyer. Hamilton regarded Philip as the family’s “eldest and brightest hope”. Hamilton had a prepared daily schedule for Philip that included writing, reading, church and ruled his waking moments from dawn to dusk. Philip did have reliance and rebellious streak which his father tolerated, “I am anxious to here from Philip. Naughty young man.”  Before Philip’s duel with George Eacker,, he sought counsel from his father who told him that he should throw away his shot on the dueling ground. At the duel, Philip followed his father’s advise and did not raise his pistol at the command to fire. Eacker mirrored and they stood dumbly staring at one another. Finally, Eacker lifted his pistol and Philip did like wise. Eacker then shot Philip and he fell.

When Alexander Hamilton learned of what had occurred, he called for Dr. Hosack who later recalled that Hamilton was “so much overcome by his anxiety that he fainted and remained for some time in my family before he was sufficiently recovered to proceed.” The entire night, Alexander stayed with Philip at his bedside, and when he had to approach his son’s gravestone, his friends had to help him stand. Seventeen-year-old Angelica Hamilton who was extremely close with her brother suffered a mental breakdown and her father tried to restore her health. He got others to send her watermelons and birds (she liked birds), this didn’t work and she only grew worse.  

After Philip’s death he fell into the deepest depression he had ever felt. Usually in his grief, he was able to publish papers and worked endlessly. This time, Hamilton was unable to write any more and did not respond to any of his correspondence for four months. Even his physical appearance was altered, always appearing troubled, melancholy and the childish glean that flinted across his eyes, had parted.

When Eliza went off to care for his father (her mother had recently passed) and Hamilton took care of their children at home.

In Hamilton’s duel with Burr, he used to very same dueling pistols that Eacker and Philip had used–a pair of guns that had caused the death of his son. It is possible Hamilton wanted to use to pistols as a homage to his son.

On his death bed, Hamilton had not been able to see his children until it was time to bid farewell. “She held up their two-year-old boy, Philip, to his lips for a final kiss. Then Eliza lined up all seven children at the foot of the bed so that Hamilton could see them in one final tableau, a sight that rendered him speechless.” According to the doctor, “he opened his eyes, gave them one look, and closed them again till they were taken away.” At his funeral on July 14th, 1804, the procession was followed by two of Hamilton’s oldest sons, James Alexander and Alexander Jr. Angelica Hamilton, four-year-old Eliza Hamilton and Philip Hamilton stayed with their mother, whom was not at the funeral. Gouverneur Morris gave the eulogy and sitting beside him on the stage weeping was Alexander (eighteen), James (fourteen), John (eleven) and William (six). 

“The scene was impressive and what added unspeakably to its solemnity was the mournful ground of tender boys, the sons, the once hopes and joys of the deceased, who, with tears gushing from their eyes, sat upon the stage, at the feet of the orator, bewailing the loss of their parent! It was too much. The sternest powers, the bloodiest villain, could not resist the melting scene.”

Of their five sons post-duel they all gravitated towards law, government and military (the Hamiltonian way). 

Angelica Hamilton lived under a physicians care and died in 1857.

 Alexander Jr. Hamilton graduated from Columbia University weeks after his father’s duel. He became a lawyer, fought over seas in the duke of Wellington’s army, returned to America as an infantry captain during the War of 1812, and wound up as US district attorney in New York. He represented Eliza Jumel when she divorced Aaron Burr. 

James Alexander Hamilton graduated from Columbia, served as an officer in the War of 1812 and was an acting secretary of state under President Andrew Jackson (and surprising was against the second bank of the United States) and became attorney for the southern district of New York. He developed a close relationship with Martin Van Buren and was an early supporter of emancipation of slaves. As a tribute to his father, he created a home which he called “Nevis”.

John Church Hamilton was a lawyer who fought in the War of 1812, and devoted decades to writing a biography of his father and sorting throughout his papers. 

William Stephen Hamilton was “charming, handsome and eccentric”. He studied at West Point, fought at Black Hawk War, surveyed lands in Illinois and lived on the Western frontier. In 1849, he was drawn to California because of the gold rush, and opened a store to sell supplies. He died there of Cholera in 1850. 

Eliza Hamilton cared for her mother in her later years and scolded her brother John at getting the seven volume biography done quicker. 

“Little Phil” Hamilton was a “kindhearted, sensitive man”. He married the daughter of Louis McLane, daughter of a member of Andrew Jackson’s cabinet. He served as an assistant US attorney under his brother James but leaned on altruistic pursuits and was a reputation of “lawyer of the poor”.