#there was only one bath

[doonarose]

Chapter Three now posted!!

CW/TW: Explicit sexual content in later chapters. Minor descriptions of injuries/blood.

Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley are from different worlds with little in common and no reason for their lives to ever intersect. But then one dark, cold, miserable night their meeting becomes unavoidable as they narrowly avoid their cars colliding. They're left with an injured wild animal and the inevitability of starting to fall for each other. But, of course, it isn't as simple as that...

A/N: Chapter three is up! Thanks to all those who have commented, I love you dearly!

I never would have thought about trying to write it properly without the needling, annoying, and cheerleading of the GOAD writer's chat! Extra special shoutouts to u/harlotofupdog and u/Paperclip_ninja for being at the forefront of the push for 'deer fic' and then agreeing to beta without realising that would also mean listening to me bemoan every last little decision and detail for weeks on end! Thanks also to u/FuzzyGoblinoid for even more cheerleading and also making the lovely header art!

@goodomensafterdark

Excerpt:

“I’m afraid it’s not really a proper shower,” he explains as he moves back into the hall and to the door to the bathroom at the back.

“You don’t have a proper shower?” Crowley asks, sounding defeated.

Aziraphale pushes into the ancient little washroom, revealing the oversized tub at the centre, high ceramic edges necessitating the little stepping stool, and the sheer size of it precluding any chance of fitting a proper shower in. The sink is tucked away in one corner with cabinets below and above and, opposite it, tucked behind the door, is the toilet. Thankfully, this all seems to have been left clean by his guests.

“No space,” Aziraphale explains.

Crowley lets out a bark of laughter so suddenly loud that Aziraphale jumps. “There’s no space because you seem to own the biggest bathtub in Britain.”

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[mayasaura]

Marcille and Falin's relationship is so. Like to start out this ten year old child and this thirty-seven year old research grad were one another's first ever friend, right? They're adorable, there's mutual respect, they change and enrich eachother's lives, Marcille revises her whole approach to her life goals due to Falin's influence, ect.

Fast forward a decade, and Falin grows up. Falin leaves, for four whole years, and Marcille follows her to the end of the earth as soon as she's asked. She'll risk her life, die repeatedly, eat monsters and slime, invoke ancient and forbidden magic to save her.

But acknowledging Falin as an adult who has grown and changed with the passage of time? That's scary. That's too scary.

[sualne]

snakeman luffy

[remma-demma]

Thinking about people not liking what happened at the end of dawntrail like… hmm.

Did you not remember the stuff with the Yok Huy. Nobody is gone if you remember them. The phrase that’s been with us for nearly the entire game, “For those we have lost….” Emet Selch entrusting us not only with the legacy of humanity in general but specifically with the memories of the Ancients and Elpis.

Just because people are gone doesn’t mean they aren’t still with us.

But the people of Neo-Alexandria are kept from that. They can’t remember anyone they’ve lost because their memories were stolen and locked away in an eternal purgatory, unable to move on or be reincarnated. The quest where you go to the graves in Heritage Found was a big moment where I was like. Huh. This fucking sucks actually.

The endless are just computer simulations, and they exist because Sphene can’t bear to let them go. Can’t even let her living citizens mourn or carry on legacies.

And that’s not even mentioning the fact that she needs the souls of innocent *living* people to power this all.

I think it’s a really good metaphor for the digital age, becoming disconnected from our irl communities, uploading your entire life on social media. Profiles of loved ones who have passed on. AI chat bots providing temporary comfort but no real human connection. All of that technology requiring enough energy to slowly but surely contribute to the destruction of our planet.

It all seems pretty clear to me as an allegory but like, I guess some people just didn’t make that connection? Or maybe they just don’t think about all the AI stuff in the same way I do.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Wardrobe Woes

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[arthursfuckinghat]

Do you ever pause after doing a Big Important Mission where you think "yeah no more, Arthur needs a break" and trot on off to Strawberry or something

[fumifooms]

What if we were both magic prodigies and it otherized us in different ways and we devoted ourselves to protecting a family member who has general other goals & priorities. What if we both did self-sacrifical devotion in opposite ways.

What if we were dark mirrors of each other and where I've grown overcontrolling you've grown complacent. What if, bought as a servant into a pretty loving home, ownership and control is what love looks like to me, and to you neglected and lonely growing up, love is gratefully taking any scraps of it you’re lent.

By belonging to someone, even if she comes back injured or fails at finding Delgal, she feels like she belongs and is cherished, by owning someone he feels safe in them not leaving him.

She’s what’s tethering him do you see… And he’s the only thing giving her direction and purpose in her state. She needs a compass and he needs a support.

They’re both so out of it 😭 It’s the weirdly intense and unearned mutual trust and reliance on each other?? They’re each other’s weird little comfort codependent teddy bear. Or at least they were headed towards that before SHE DIED THEN HE DIED THEN THEY BOTH FORGOT ABOUT EACH OTHER AND NEVER MET EVER AGAIN. Though she’s also the guard attack hound keeping him safe… And vice versa he heals her and can rewrite her very being with just one wave of his hand. They’re both so so mentally and physically vulnerable both but they cling onto each other. They can’t perceive things accurately but despite it all someway somehow they stumble into something closer to resembling companionship just before they both die. Falin is just that kind and Thistle is just that lonely. Overworked. We both haven’t lived for ourselves in a very long time, haven’t we.

They both have a similar devotion to the people they love but again the difference is that Thistle starts overtsepping while Falin is self-effacing. The other difference between them is that people care about Falin <3 People have given up on Thistle long ago, and he has given people reasons to, while people refuse to give up on Falin. Yaad has a mini arc about it dw about it it’s ok he’s not all alone in the end 😭😭 He reached out for Marcille’s hand but they already all wanted to help him, they just had to be given the chance to, Yaad just had to be given the chance to, it’s okay I’m okay

Hey what if we learned to get in touch with our own identity and the world around us and living in the present again through being in the worst codependent situationship ever.

Falin and Thistle sitting in a tree, sucking on flowers together because they’re h-u-n-g-r-y 💕💕💕

I bet he’s only ever thought of flowers as useless ornaments. Weak weeds. But she shows him they’re tasty and useful and good and pretty in their own right too and deserve existing without proving their worth and waaa <33 Thistles…... Did you know thistles taste sweet if you remove the thorns and eat them?

"Even as a chimera, her kind nature remains" you can’t suppress her in the way that matters. You can’t soothe him in the way that matters. It’s doomed. You’re doomed. It’s all doomed. Save me.

[ilynpilled]

jaime turning women down constantly more bc he is very monogamous and in love with someone else right now for the first time and is also kinda scared of actually having sex with someone other than cersei is sm better to me than “i respect the kg vows of chastity so intensely rn actually because i changed into a good and serious person” or whatever lol

[god-of-this-new-blog]

“Sorry that it all went down like it did”

[welivefast-dieyoung]

Andrew Garfield might need to just, stop talking about how he feels about women altogether. Like me, personally, I might need really him to stop. Wtf does he mean 'it was like seeing this ball of life, this kind of life force, this vital i don’t know, primal energy on screen'. Like??? Idk what's worse that he said it, or that its a PERFECT description of how it feels to watch Flo on screen. I've actually genuinely had enough.

[xulips]

I need more info in the freakvamp au. like. does akito have organs? if not, does that include a brain?if n brain, how think? if have, why? if no blood, there's no way to get water around his body? no blood vessels? so uselessly existent organs??????? HELP

HAHSGS SORRY OP I THOUGHT IT FITS HIS CURIOSITY

but to answer ur question, kinda! he only have those that's beneficial to his daily activity, like his digestive and respiratory system. for example he doesn't have a heart to pump blood because he has no blood to begin with.

the way it works is that akito only digest meat (carnivore moment) and the nutrients from said meat (extracted thanks to the help of his special digestive system) helps his internal organs work just like normal, even better if the meat is fresh + has blood on them. more nutrients means an even stronger body

and for the brains and other parts of the organs, it's really just.. pure meat slob no bones whatsoever (this might make people believe he's weak in general because of no skeletal structure underneath him but his muscle power are way beyond comprehension to balance it out) (he's still an anomaly afterall, he can't be easy to kill)

i didn't actually plan for this au to become a real big thing in this account so i haven't done much research BUT! here's what i think about it so far :3c

[muckyschmuck]

AAAAAAAAA

[feinv]

lowhonor!arthur morgan coming back from a job at night and sneaking his way into hyperfem!reader tent to give her a little "sorry i took long but im back now" kinda thing

do this however u want but i just love arthur....

-🎀

low honor!arthur x hyper fem!reader. suggestive at the end.

you heard the faint sound of horse galloping, heavy footsteps approaching your tent as you turned around to face the entrance. it was arthur. of course it was. no one else would dare to disturb your solitude at such late hour. your eyes found his silhouette, barely able to make out his features under the dim light of your oil lamp.

his sigh was an exhausted one as he sat on your wooden nightstand, knowing that you were a little sad…or mad, that he came back later than he promised you to. you couldn’t sleep without him, and you just missed him so so much.

“‘m sorry, darlin’” his gruff voice was unusually gentle for a rough man like him, his fingers playing with the cute bows you added on your nightgown to make it at least a little prettier.

“i waited for ya,” you whispered quietly, your hand running up and down his arm, wanting to feel him close, eyes landing on the patches of dried blood on his shirt. “and you got me worried.”

he kissed you wrist before standing up, getting rid of his clothes and stripping himself down only to his union suit, his unbuttoned top exposing his broad chest.

“i know…” he murmured in the dark, his large hands resting on your waist as he got himself comfortable in bed with you, pinning you under him. “but i’m here now.” his chapped lips were on yours in a messy kiss, trailing down your neck and giving you teasing nips and love bites when you giggled at his actions, quickly covering your mouth to not wake anyone up.

except you definitely did with the sounds arthur made you produce during the night.

[lunarharp]

qifrey discussed Quiet Wednesdays with her specially for autistic princesses

[deeez-n]

farcille is like if yaoi was peak

[the-acid-pear]

I wonder if the fact that Jack is always called out for smelling funny but Dave is never despite both being undead has to do with them rotting in different ways or if it's just because Jack has dogshit hygiene and Dave doesn't.