#why not have it be complete chaos

[ganondoodle]

c o r e

[ingravinoveritas]

Following up on this excellent post from @nightgoodomens, it really is astonishing to see so many people in the GO fandom misunderstanding the characters/personalities of Aziraphale and Crowley. While I by no means am against people having head canons or differing interpretations, it has become frustrating to see people pushing their ideas about Aziraphale and Crowley onto others and declaring them to be official canon, leaving no room for any kind of discussion.

One of the things spoken about in the above linked post is the denigrating of Crowley, which seems to be a near constant in the fandom at this point, particularly in relation to the "apology dance" scene. (Which, to be fair, is chock full of soft!Dom Aziraphale vibes--thank you, Michael Sheen.) What seems to keep getting missed is that the entire apology dance routine is something that Aziraphale and Crowley do to each other. There is just as much of a possibility that Crowley sat there with a similarly smug look on his face and let out a guttural, snakey "Very nice" when Aziraphale did the dance in the years he listed off, because they play this game together.

Aziraphale and Crowley's relationship is one of equals, and I think this is also something people seem to not understand well. It seems as though a lot of fans who project themselves onto Crowley want to be taken care of, and so they want to believe the same of Crowley, and that the reason he wants to be taken care of is because he is broken. But someone doesn't have to be broken to want someone to take care of them. Sometimes the people who are a shambles on the outside can be dominant, just as sometimes the most buttoned up, put together people can also be submissive. And sometimes the people who look in control on the outside can feel not at all that way on the inside.

But this nuanced thinking seems to increasingly be difficult for many GO fans, particularly those who spend a great deal of time on social media, a place where people are either blindly praised or denigrated and torn down, and where such behavior greatly reinforces that binary, black-and-white mindset. We so badly want the world to be clear-cut--good vs. evil, heroes vs. bad guys--but very often that just isn't how things work. And it is exactly what Terry and Neil were trying to speak against in the GO book (and subsequently, the TV show).

The other thing that I think influences a lot of fans' perceptions about Aziraphale and Crowley is their chosen corporations (i.e., Crowley being thin and Aziraphale being plump). There is an automatic assumption that thin somehow equals more vulnerable, and for all of the emphasis that is placed on Aziraphale and Crowley being genderfluid/nonbinary/not subscribing to traditional gender roles, it's Crowley who seems to be viewed as more androgynous/femme, and is therefore looked at as inherently vulnerable. Meanwhile Aziraphale is thicker and viewed as more masculine, and therefore he is somehow inherently not vulnerable. Yet if the body types were reversed, it seems highly likely that fans' attitudes toward them would be much different.

(It also saddens me that this seems to mirror the fans' treatment of Michael and David, where Michael serves as a target for the fans' venom and is seen as less desirable/more threatening because he presents more traditionally masculine, while David is not targeted or attacked and is seen as more desirable/less threatening because he presents much more androgynously. Consequently, many fans find it easy not to sympathize with Michael, and when you can readily disregard someone's feelings, it becomes easier to see them as "less." In the case of Aziraphale and Michael, it leaves no room for either one to be vulnerable and is unfair to both of them.)

What I have always taken away from Good Omens--and from Michael and David's portrayal of Aziraphale and Crowley and how deeply they both understand these characters--is that Crowley doesn't need to be a perfect angel for Aziraphale to like him. He just needs to be a little bit of a good person. And Aziraphale doesn't need to be a perfect demon for Crowley to like him--he just needs to be enough of a bastard to be worth knowing. Neither one has to fully subscribe to the other's outlook or point of view to listen to what they have to say.

Aziraphale and Crowley meet in the middle. In the place that becomes their side, and where they take care of each other, fight with each other, and love each other. And that's more than most of us could ever ask or hope for...

[mewkwota]

I am continuing my current Xeno-train of thought with learning another character, this time it's my favorite male character, chaos.

I feel like I got him down pat with his Episode I look because it's just absolutely perfect, but everything else I was experimenting more with his range in expression as the later games fiddled around with that... As in, I will not forgive what they did to him in Episode II. :(

The ahoge is the last remaining source of his powers (and feelings).

Otherwise I mean for his face to look the face with each design.

[deiaiko]

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[luna-the-cretar]

I need to point something out about the Krew’s conversation with Torbek in episode 19.

Kremy—a man who likes to keep up appearances and appear larger than life, who relies on his silver tongue to spin his words into lies and half-truths—let himself appear as vulnerable to Torbek as Torbek was after the fight.

Because Kremy took off his coat and his tie (Richie made a point to both say that and make the motions as he was describing what Kremy was doing), before getting on Torbek’s level and seeing if there was anything on Torbek’s person that could explain what just happened, before noticing everything else that was off.

Kremy taking off his coat and tie is actually kinda significant, considering that shortly after, he (eventually) agrees to tell Torbek the truth about what happened, and even willingly spoke up to fill in what Gricko was missing in his explanation. Kremy was, metaphorically, letting his walls down and letting Torbek see him in a way that I imagine even Frost and Gricko rarely see (maybe outside of sleeping or bathing).

I mean, of course, Kremy immediately puts his walls back up the following day, and then acts like he is somehow above Torbek for the remainder of the season (which I hope he cuts it out early S2), but…it’s a step. It’s a step in the right direction for Kremy’s arc, and I can’t believe I didn’t even take too much of a notice in this—or anything the gator did—until I started rewatching the series and genuinely started looking into Kremy’s character more.

And of course Kremy’s whole interaction with Torbek this episode isn’t the only significant one, and i promise I’m not ignoring the others (in fact, I’m actually quite interested in the way Frost handled the combat, as well as the way he separated himself from Torbek afterwards, and it will be making me pay extra close attention to Frost for the next few episodes), I just…don’t hear a lot about Kremy in particular this episode.

[racke7]

From a fanfic-writing perspective, One Piece is incredibly frustrating on a few counts.

The first is that... One Piece is actually pretty damn good, as far as stories go. So trying to nudge it into something "better" is pretty much a lost cause overall.

The second is that One Piece has this huge and incredible world that's filled with lots and lots of things... that we never see. As in, outside of the very local environment of the Strawhats, the world is incredibly vast and largely empty.

Basically? Because of OP's good story-telling, it's really difficult to really add someone new to the Strawhat-crew. But because everything outside of the Strawhats are both incredibly unknown (in the Grand Line anything can happen) and incredibly disconnected (the world is too big for people to really stumble into the plot "accidentally" with any frequency)?

Trying to write a non-Strawhat fanfic is a bit like just... inventing an entirely new world of vaguely pirate-themed shenanigans from scratch. It ain't fucking easy, is basically what I'm saying.

[themuseoftheviolets]

the themes in a book/movie/show are meant to be discussed. they're meant to be analysed and thought about. i really don't get the people that comment 'thats the point tho' on posts that are analyzing the themes of something. like yes? it is the point which is why i'm talking about it

[starredforlife]

oh I am not a fan of the hades 2 designs lol

[flamingredanon]

Sadness and Madness

[risingsunresistance]

also sorry for the absolute radio silence but i have just had nothing interesting to say. been on the grind. mining update was so good for my soul I Love Mining

been doing some off camera mining

[imhidingfromcastorrr]

Grover's consensus is stuck in my head😭

[live-laugh-lenney]

anyone wanna do the honours and phone in sick for me so i can stay home and stay in my fictional arthurtv world and not go to work?

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

'moogle, how do you write your first drafts?' i write them on evil mode: every current prose draft in the same document at once

[onesaltyerik]

Mother: I'll pick you up tomorrow morning for a breakfast!

Me: cool, thanks! (expects her to arrive at around 8-9am)

Mother: (6am, two hours after I fell asleep) I'm here! Let's get breakfast! (Nothing is open except the gas station.)

(She doesn't want to go in. She's tired. Like genuinely this woman has not slept in what looks like days. She doesn't want to eat anything either because her 'blood sugar is too high'. I offer her my blood sugar medications so she can eat something {we take the same stuff at the same dose} she says no. I go in and buy my own birthday breakfast from the gas station. I buy sibling's breakfast as well since they had no idea what the plan was and were kinda dragged along and thought that mom would buy them breakfast so they didn't bring their money.) Me:..............I'm giving you the bill for the kiddo. Mom: why? Me: (why do you think?!)

(We get back to my place. She insists I try on the clothes she brought for me. She does not want to go inside the house. I have to try on the clothes in the car. Patience is fading, social battery non existent, my mornings meds have not kicked in. I finish trying on the clothes and tell her I'm going to bring them inside. She wants the plastic bag back? The one she brought them in? Because it's expensive? Said bag has a broken zip and will not close. I do not understand. I take kiddo with me to my house and tell mom to nap in the car. She does not want to. NOW, she wants to go in the house with me. I have roomates who are still asleep. It's only 7am now. I am only going to take kiddo with me cause I know they know my roomates well enough to be okay with them suddenly showing up. I insist she takes a nap and that I will bring her some coffee. She says it will make her blood sugar go up. I tell her I will bring her coffee with no sugar or milk. She still insists it will make her blood sugar go up. I offer her my medicine once more, she says she's allergic. {?} I take kiddo inside with me. I'm not dealing with this at this hour of the morning.)

(Kiddo spills the fuckin TEA, mother is definitely losing it and did not tell kiddo about the morning plans. Did not tell kiddo about them being invited to breakfast and just dragged them along. Had told kiddo to be the one to call me to wake me up because "he's grumpy when he wakes up and I don't want to be the one to be snapped at". Dude. Dude what? Kiddo tells that both mom and dad are now fully diabetic. And refuse to take any medications for it. Or regulate anything themselves. Cool. Great. {sarcasm}.)

(Kiddo and I hang out with the one roomate who is awake and put new clothes away, got some sick hunting shirts from grandpa with awesome deer and elk printed onto them. And some woven wool coats. The three of us eat our gas station breakfast and coffee and talk about kiddo's new fav book that is incredibly gay and hell yeah good for them! We talk about anime we both like, stories about how we made friends in preschool-gradeschool-middeschool and how it sucks to be an adult {kiddo just turned 18 and adulthood punched them in the face and they hate it and I don't blame them}. I tell kiddo they are more than welcome to come live with me if mom and dad are too much to deal with. Group hug. Kiddo goes home with mom once mom has finished her supposed nap. {I don't think she actually slept in the car, I don't think she slept at all.})

So that was my birthday morning. Woooo. I guess.

[drafariu]

Have some chaos zero doodle I did when I really should have gone to bed.

[bedlamsbard]

man, sometimes the stuff that crosses my dash makes it really clear to me that your average fanfic writer has not had the experience I've had where one or two of their fics are deeply, deeply hated and have been for years. like, it's in the back of my head that surely everyone's had that experience at least once but...uh...apparently not.