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evilwickedme · 9 months

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I just. Ugh. Oh my God. The fucking PARALLELS this season of Good Omens. Y'all know I'm an absolute fool for a good parallel, so to get so many? I'm so well fed today

Crowley and Azira are like, the definition of soulmates of the kind that are made, you know? Like there is no one single other being in the whole of Creation that shares even a fraction of the same experiences. Six thousand years in the making, this ship is - even more according to this season !!! And YET, they are absolutely brand new. They've never been in a romantic relationship - not with each other, not with anyone - and as Crowley pointed out, they've essentially just gotten out of toxic relationships with Heaven and Hell. Except like, not really? Because we see Crowley really got out Heaven so heavily traumatized he never really put all that much stock into Hell. Yeah, Hell might've still been abusive, but Crowley was halfway out the door the whole time. Azira, tho... He still buys into all of it. He's technically out the door, but he hasn't done any of the deprogramming you need to do in order to move on (I feel like I'm mixing my metaphors a little by using cult-related languages, but also abusive relationships are essentially two person cults, so)

And this season sets this dynamic up so perfectly with Nina and Maggie!!!!! And we're supposed to think that Nina is Crowley because she's dark and broody and Maggie is Azira cause she's frankly precious but really it's the other way around and it's Nina who finishes the season being like "I can't be in a relationship right now because I still need to work on myself having just ended an incredibly toxic relationship" and it's just. Nina and Maggie don't end the season together because that's not what they need right now and bc of that they might still be able to be together later, but Crowley and Azira hold onto each other SO DAMN HARD that they end up losing each other SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE AZIRA CAN'T DO THAT SAME THING OF UNPACKING HIS BASE ASSUMPTIONS it's like leaving a cult cause they were mean to you once but still buying into the new agey stuff they used to love bomb you into joining the cult in the first place

And so that's the relationship part of things but also we've got like soo many parallels showing how broken the system is in the first place and obviously ineffable bureaucracy is what stands out here because of the literal lines coming out of various characters' mouths during this plotline but can we talk about how heavily brainwashed Muriel is and how clearly they're supposed to be exactly like a young Aziraphale, one who doesn't "have" Crowley yet!!! Like tell me that if you gave Muriel a fiery sword and told them to watch over the first ever pregnant couple in history they wouldn't give them that Goddamn sword. Nobody on either side is capable of questioning their position in life without exposure to Something Else, but it doesn't have to be like, the being you're going to run off to alpha centauri with. It could very much be a copy of The Crow Road

(sidenote, has anybody read this book? It seems like an incredibly deliberate choice but I've never heard of it! I think I might send in an ask to Neil Gaiman himself if I don't see any meta soon)

Anyway yeah um. I don't know how to end this. Parallels and shadow selves fuck (double entendre)

#ok I lied I do have Thoughts I just hadn't processed them yet #parallels are like my favorite thing #good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #ineffable bureaucracy #crowley #aziraphale #good omens spoilers #gail speaks

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tobywholovescrowley · 9 months

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Good omens2 spoilers!

I am utterly destroyed of the ending. And I am mad, and sad, but no matter how much I cry, I have to admit, it was beautiful. It was a whole rollercoaster. The whole season was building the happiness up, just to ruin it in the end, The actors, Michael and David did such a good job, and of course everyone else. Even tho I feel the need to ask a k-pop fan to find Neils house, I have to say he is lovely, and the whole thing turned out amazing. We've been fed with some many things, for example Gabriel and Beelzebub being canon? More genderfluid Crowley? ("You're a nice lad." "I'm not either") Very possible Arcangel (Raphael) Crowley??? Why would he have acess to Gabriels files? He must have had a high rank, but it would make sense for him to be Arcangel. The Bentley being soo cute?? Crowley *feeling* what happens in the car? INEFFIABLE DANCING?!!? Aziraphale was giggling and kicking his feet as he asked him to dance, it was adorable. The kiss.. well that was something. The whole season I was stressing they may have taken it out because of the spoiler, just for it not being a romantic kiss, but a sad kiss. But it was still amazing. Crowley opening up infront of Aziraphale just like that?!

He was so brave. Also Azi did look disgusted, but also not disgusted there. He's not homophobic, but when it comes to himself, he cannot love Crowley, he's an angel and he must stay an angel, he must be perfect. Or well he thinks so. I do belive he loves Crowley just as much as Crowley loves him, but like Nina he is not ready. I cannot hate Aziraphale, and please, no one hate Aziraphale. He was basically forced into the whole thing, it was a suprise for him, but of course it was not right of him to cast Crowley away, when he has been there for him all the time. I love them so much, I was sobbing for a good 30 minutes, then went out for a smoke to relieve the stress. The metatron can go fuck himself, especially because he manipulated Aziraphale into thinking hes very important now, then later he will be casted away like Crowley, Gabriel, and Job.

But apart from Sadness, it was amazing. amazingly sad, but happy too. Please do not hate the Actors, characters, or directors for how the end was, it is okay of course to joke about hating them. Everyone calm down, and cry. Season 3 will be even better.

(thank you for reading! Take care^^)

#good omens #good omens2 #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #neil gaiman #david tennant #michael sheen

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milascenta · 4 months

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25th December 18:36

Merry Christmas, N. I hope you have a good day, I hope you're surrounded by good people, can relax, and get good presents. I hope the new year brings you love and joy you so desperately deserve, and you can leave this year behind properly where it belongs, not forgotten but as it should be. I fed Chonky a special Christmas dinner of with some of her favourite treats and now she's in a Christmas coma haha.

Thank you for your last message and that it was hand written was really special. I've been pretty up and down for a few weeks so I apologise for now messages. I spent a week in hospital from the 21st to the 28th. After that it was just specialist to specialist and it's only now started to calm down. Surgery and everything went well, surgery was only about 4 hours, the last time I remember seeing was around 830am then the next was about 1230pm. I was in soo much pain when I woke up, I could barely take full breaths, partly the pain but also i had a drain put under my lung. They had to move my lung to get at my rib so when they do that it removes the vacuum seal your lung has, so to make sure no air gets trapped they put a tube there and hook it up to a Lil like "underwater" thing, and it kinda pulls air out that would be trapped. That's why I was in for so long, after a couple days they clamped the tube, so my lung had time to do its thing on its own, and I went for X-rays and there was air forming so I had to just keep it in for longer. Got the last X-rays a few days later and it was clear to be removed. It was one of the weirdest sensations I've ever felt, didn't hurt but I could feel it move from inside to out, wasn't that long though so it was very quick pull. For the first couple days the pain was so rough, I was on a fentanyl drip that I was pushing every so often. But on it I was soo nauseous, I couldn't eat for like 2-3 days, so they got the pain doctor in, that's what they called her and she introduced herself as haha, and she said I could go on topentadol tablets, which was so much better, wimilar opioid but slower release so I could actual eat. After that I was fine. Just started to go stir crazy because the only reason I was there was because I was waiting for the drain haha. I went through 4 roomates, I didn't get a private room but being g a public hospital I didn't care, well until the LOUDEST snorer I have EVER heard stayed with me for one night oh my God I could not sleep at all with him there, the first lady was fine just ate with her mouth open a bit but my earbuds took care of that, but this guy, this guy snored while awake, j felt bad for him, a bit. I think he was there for surgery on his sinuses so I hope he got that. Afterwards I got home slowly started recovering, the swelling on my scar went down but now I can feel the internal stitches, so there's nothing on top just a scar line about maybe 10cm from where my collar bone meets my neck then up the neck line. Also have like a bullet hole looking one just under where the drain was in. The stitches will slowly dissolve but I feel lots of them in there, I think they had to go through the muscle so that probably has to do with how many there are and the stiffness I feel in my shoulder and chest. I've got most of my movement back but I can only move my neck to the right and a Lil bit to the left till I feel the pull from them. Chonky missed me soooo much, would not leave me out of her sight for over a week and still meows for me if I'm not looking at her, I missed her probably more to be honest. I told her I'd only be gone for a couple days then it suddenly turned to a week she was so confused.

Summer here has been a nightmare, we've had a few 40c+ days and most of it is 30-35c+ but we've also been hit with like random weeks of storms that drop to 20 or so, so my body has given up and I have a cold now hahaha, which sucks cuase it hurts to cough sometimes, but good it's a little bit over that first few weeks of recovery. I hope it's nice and cold for you, maybe snow and you're all cuddly and warm.

I hope you're doing well

"We're all here reaping he'll on earth, between a death and a birth. Be what you want to be, don't be scared of being seen"

#her

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dazycat · 1 year

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Thoughts on Rookie 5X20

Ok so now we've seen it. Best moments are clearly the domestic breakfast scenes. They are unmatched in chemistry. When we get time with them together. Which has been SO FAR and FEW in between, so brief, so rudely and obnoxiously interrupted by a petty immature Tamara. You can gag me with a spoon all you like as a 15 year old teenage brat but isn't she 18? College age? Can you barf in the corner about their love without literally coming in the middle of them and physically splitting them apart? Pardon me but what the actual fuck?? Grow up and get some damn respect for these adults!

Ok there's that. And we LOVE the mention of the shower, and he then went in the shower and forgot all about the ex coming over. LOL hot, but also Ok lol, tough one to ignore though Tim, cause she's so notable in your history, but he's a guy, maybe as just a GUY he would flake on something like that. OK.

But the bottom line is, we had 5 and half seasons of Chenford working together day after day, fighting, betting, flirting, pranking, challenging each other, and we're not seeing it anymore. They are not ON THE SCREEN like that anymore. So when we get them, it's less than a minute of passing through, and petty teenagers, and there is no time to BUILD THEIR RELATIONSHIP IN FRONT OF OUR FACES AS LOVERS AT LAST. We saw them grow as friends, help each other, save each other, through the years, and now...they can barely show them kissing, and the rest of the show is everything else, police procedural without them in it together. Chenford I'm telling you, made this show, brought it the new viewers and the ratings skyrocketed. If they are going to let Lucy be UC for 6 months at a time - wait let's not even go that far yet. If they are going to show flaky, shallow scenes of them passing through a moment here or there, without SHOWING the PASSION on the screen, I mean built up sustained relationship adult passion (not just making out, not smut, head out of the gutter, but the TIME TOGETHER) showing the conversations, showing those firsts, which are now long past since they've been together for a few months now already - what the hell do you think is going to happen to the ratings? For people who really want to SEEEEEEEEEE Chenford on the screen? Having an actual relationship? Not like...every couple of episodes a 2 minute exchange at the most? Since again, they are not working together every day all the time the way they were when we fell in love with them.

I am emotional and disheartened because they are magic and it is being wasted. It just is. It's not enough. It's not going to sustain the hunger and craving of the shippers of Chenford to just have minutes every other show, without seeing the GROWTH and INTIMACY we want with them. The fun, the banter, the flirting. The time isn't given anymore. It's not there, they are working apart now. SOO deeply disappointing.

And now she's going to go UC and disappear for 6 months at a time? Will we care by the time this happens? Since we aren't there in their alone time to see them continue to fall deeper in love? We're not seeing it anymore. The time isn't given!

I know. I am belaboring. It's simply valid. Any relationship needs time together, including the fans and their ship. They need the time together. It ain't there. It's pining for more, and starving us out.

And so - it's a good reason for a Chenford spinoff...!!! Make it like a Hart to Hart, or Remington Steel. Married partnership PI team, so we can see them working and fighting and bickering and loving each other again, all the time. Cause the crumbs we're getting right now, it's not enough. It's not sustainable. The passion for Chenford was FED by their being together, engaging together, going UC together...being TOGETHER. ON THE SCREEN. ALL THE TIME LOL. IN FRONT OF OUR EYES. It's all off screen now.

So - Season 6 is coming and we need to see them to go UC together. Or do SOMETHING TOGETHER, more to have them ON THE SCREEN, in front of our FACES so we can stay in love with them the way we fell in love with them. Or the ratings are gonna crash. They just are.

Cause Skip tracer Randy? For me, a dud. Sorry just is. Tamara? Whatever, go to college, go away. Found family is sweet, but not brats who are immature and don't allow respectful room for a loving intimate relationship. Bye Tam.

Nolan and Bailey? You have to be kidding me right?

I love Lopez and Harper but I don't know that they can sustain the show on their own.

It's unraveling and I'm super sick about it. I love this show, I love Chenford, I love the cast. But it's...not being kept together well. PRAYING for a better writing team and vision for next season. Cause the direction is not good.

I love you Eric Winter and Melissa O'Neill, you're amazing. I hope you're not wasted and at least a show is born from you two. You deserve that, and television deserves that. We your Chenford army deserves it. Hoping it happens.

And that's my after Rookie 5X20 rant. Next week a crossover event with the unbelievably boring Rookie Feds, lol. Ugh sorry - the ratings tell it, it's not just me. Fan fiction is keeping Chenford alive at this point. And the stunning hotness of the actors who portray them so well. Cause it's all Chenford all the time in fan fiction land, that's why they thrive! Not like the show, 2 minutes of Chenford crumbs, with no meat, growth or extended exchange.

Truly bummed out...

Tim is more worried about the UC for Lucy than he's letting on by the way. It was a sweet moment on the couch. But...they feel so far away to me. I haven't seen them talking a lot or doing anything together since 5x12. God and remember 5x8? All that talking, sorting of problems, and asking questions and looking at each other longingly? Yeah I know..they were on patrol together, had the time.

EXACTLY. Exactly...the TIME was given, on screen. To talk. TO connect. To discover each other and for us to be there in that journey. Sigh, it's been taken away now, I don't know what's happening with them anymore.

Off to write chapter 8 of Kink, thanks for taking any time at all for my little blather.

#chenford #the rookie

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chrystalwynd · 1 year

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Diapers and Debts- Part 4

*An age-regression misadventure.*

I woke with my thumb planted firmly in my mouth.

"Hey there, cutie," said a voice. "I see you're awake."

I pulled my thumb from my mouth and blinked the sleep out of my eyes.

The voice wasn't Mommy's. Err, not Lexie's, I corrected myself.

Rather, the voice was male. Max. The reason I was in this mess in the first place. Just because I didn't pay him back his money and give him the blowjob I promised. Hmmpphh.

Max reached into the crib and lifted me easily, then held me against his side.

"Lexie's getting some sleep," he said. "She stayed up late to make sure you had everything you need."

Sleeping? Dammit! I was hungry and wet and not big enough yet to do anything about it. I needed Mo...Lexie!

I could feel my throat tightening.

No.

My lower lip started quivering.

No!

Water started welling in my eyes.

No! Dammit, no! I was not going to cry!

Tears streaming down my cheeks, I began wailing.

"Oh, relax, cutie," said Max. "We've got you covered."

I was trying to stop crying, but I couldn't.

Max walked to the kitchen with me still on his hip. He removed a baby bottle from the refrigerator and placed it in a large plastic bowl of warm water. He turned on the hot water and added it to the bowl. After a minute, he removed the bottle and then carried me back to my crib.

I was still crying.

He lay me on my back inside the crib. He dipped the nipple of the bottle inside the jar of fluid Lexie kept coating everything in and then popped the bottle into my mouth.

My eyes widened. Lexie had been breast-feeding me so often, I had forgotten that the possibility of being bottle-fed even existed. I lay there stupidly for a moment, Max holding the bottle, feeding me what I realized was Lexie's breast milk. Then my little hands went up and clasped the bottle.

"Wow, look at you!" said Max. "You can actually hold the ba-ba on your own!"

I tried to retort, but all that came out was bubbly gurgles. Breast milk ran over my cheeks and down my neck.

Max laughed and suddenly untaped me. Too late, I realized the ba-ba...err, bottle was a diversion to keep me from realizing he was changing my diaper.

Now I had a man changing my diaper! Grrrrrrrrr.

Fine. Whatever. He wasn't as good as Lexie, but he was competent. Soon there was powder all over my bottom and the diaper was snug around my hips and legs as I sucked my bottle contentedly. He finished changing me, then took my empty ba-ba and wandered off to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Lexie's face appeared over the side of the crib. My heart started pounding. Mommy!

"Good morning, doodle bug!" said Lexie, reaching in to pick me up. "How's every little thing for my sweet pea today?"

I felt so warm and protected in her arms. Then I clenched my jaw, reminding myself she was the one who did this to me.

Still, she did smell soo good.

Lexie turned to Max, who was exiting the kitchen. "Did she eat?" she asked.

"Yes," said Max. "She's changed, too. Needs burping, though."

"Cool," said Lexie, draping a towel over her shoulder and patting my back. "Sounds like she's ready for regular bottle feeding, then."

Max nodded. "She didn't seem to have any problem with it. She held the bottle on her own."

I let out an embarrassingly loud burp.

"Good," said Lexie. "Jen-Jen's developing just fine. I think she gets it from my side of the family."

I glared at Lexie. "Gwahaba!" I said.

"I know, little girl," said Lexie, dipping the pacifier in the fluid and popping it in my mouth.

I sucked on my pacifier and pretended not to see her.

*****

I gained slightly better coordination over the following few days. I was bottle-feeding exclusively now and able to stand up in my crib.

I felt like I was on the verge of talking as well, but the only word I seemed able to say was "mama". I suspected Lexie had set it up like that. Still, at least I was getting somewhere.

*****

Lexie reached into my crib and picked me up. She cuddled me against her as she walked to the kitchen to get me a ba-ba.

I was used to this by now. I cuddled against her, surrounded by warm mommy scents. Yeah, she had gotten me into this and I'd find a way out of this mess sometime soon, but still...warm mommy smells...mmmmmmmmm.

"Well, doodle bug," said Lexie, dipping the nipple of the bottle into the anti-bacterial formula or whatever that stuff was, "today you get a present."

She popped the bottle into my mouth as she walked back to the living room.

I tried to remain calm, but I couldn't help wondering what this "gift" was. I worked through my bottle quickly.

"Good girl," said Lexie. "That was fast. Now, let's get your present."

Lexie set me down on the couch and walked to the bedroom. Then she came back to the living room.

"Here you go, doodle bug," said Lexie. "A new dress!"

It was indeed. Lexie had me stand up so she could put it on me. Then she walked me to the mirror.

I blinked at my reflection. My dress was a very girly pink with an empire waist. The hem was high and you could see the rounded bottom of my diaper just underneath.

"Aren't you adorable!" said Lexie.

"Gagaba, mommy!"

"Oh!" said Lexie, picking me up and hugging me tight. "You said 'Mommy'! You're such a good girl!"

My cheeks burned. She was right. I had just called her 'Mommy'. And even more embarrassing was the surge of pride I was feeling at having said an adult word.

*****

Now that I was walking more, Mommy didn't make me stay in the crib as much. She would let me waddle around the living room with my pacifier or bottle in my mouth.

I watched some cartoons, too. Some of them were so funny, I barely noticed Lexie changing my diaper while I watched.

Of course, it wasn't always smooth.

"Okay, doodle bug," said Lexie, shutting off the television. "C'mon. We have to go to the store."

"Noooo, mommy!" I said, pointing to the television. "Stay!"

"Sorry, little girl," she said, "but we have to go. Stop arguing with me."

"No!" I said, and I dashed away from her.

She caught me a few steps later and picked me up. I started yelling and kicking.

"Okay, little girl," said Lexie. "I guess this time was coming sooner or later."

Lexie sat on the couch, still holding me. Then she lay me over her lap and pulled my diaper down, exposing my little baby bottom.

Then she swatted my bottom with a resounding 'thwack!'

My eyes widened.

Lexie followed up with three more thwacks to my sensitive bottom, causing me to squirm and wriggle like crazy. By now my cheeks were wet with tears and I was yelling, "No, Mommy! Pwease, Mommy! I be good, Mommy!"

Lexie picked me up then and stared at me. "All right, young lady. Are you going to behave yourself?"

I nodded, cheeks red, bottom on fire. I sucked my thumb miserably.

Lexie pulled my diaper back into place. Then she brushed my hair and arranged my locks into matching pigtails.

"There," she said. "Now you are absolutely adorable!"

She picked up the pacifier, dipped it in the fluid and handed it to me. I popped my pacifier into my mouth and took Mommy's hand.

*****

The grocery store was huge.

I clung to Mommy as we entered. Everybody was so big! This was crazy. I was going to get killed! Or hurt! Or something!

Lexie placed me in the cart, my little bare feet sliding into the holes until my diapered bottom hit the seat.

We started along the aisles. This place was crazy big! How had I ever managed to shop here?

I stayed completely quiet. I didn't want to upset Mommy again. But by the third aisle, Lexie knew something was up.

"Well, Jen-Jen," she said, sniffing the air, "I see my little girl is a poopie butt."

My cheeks burned. I couldn't even pronounce 'anxiety issues', so I didn't bother.

*****

Max was there when we got back.

"How'd it go?" he asked.

"It went fine," said Lexie. "She got a little nervous from the crowd and filled her diaper, but she behaved fine. Although she did get her first spanking this afternoon."

Lexie briefly described the spanking and Max laughed.

"Anyway," she said, "Jen-Jen seems to be right on schedule."

"Cool!" said Max.

Lexie giggled. "You hear that, doodle bug?" she said. "You're right on schedule! Keep being a good girl and you'll be allllll grown up in no time!

Schedule? What the heck were they talking about?

But then her last sentence took precedence in my mind.

All grown up.

Was there a chance I was going to get out of this mess?

I offered my prettiest smile. "Gwagahba, Mommy!" I said.

Then a wave of warmth surrounded my loins as I wet myself uncontrollably.

Lexie laughed as she dipped a bottle nipple in the fluid and popped the ba-ba into my mouth. Moments later I was nakey as Mommy changed my diaper.

NEXT: Part 5

#age regression #diapered

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