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deoidesign · 18 days

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FUCK-

#yknow the best thing about unlocking the part of my brain that lets me self reblog things #I can post at 1 am #and it's like.. fine #like it doesnt matter...#cause I'll make you see it again in the morning #I did a full drawing of this one but I think it looks better cropped #gets the energy in there properly #I can post the full one later but I think I like this more! like the full one is fine it's just less dynamic #steve #time and time again #webtoon #ttawebcomic

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marblerose-rue · 7 months

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must be fall

#my art #eye contact #tw eye contact #scopophobia #scopohobia tw #furry #sfw furry #oc #let me know if i need to tw tag this more or give me the proper tags if im not using the right one!!!#i do not remember my oc tag bc when i went to look NOTHING would pop up . so maybe i'll edit this later and see #I HAVENT DONE ART FOR [ME] IN A REALLY LONG TIME which is why ive been working up to posting this AHBDFKU #BUT YEAH i am really happy with this. im having a fun time switching between the first sketch and the final product #im also eating a bag of blue raspberry sour patch kids like my life depends on it theyre so good #my hair is also getting pretty long i think and im debating on just letting it grow out or buzzing it again or a Short haircut #we'll see i'll probs figure out by the time october is over #ive been stalling the last 30 minutes to post this LMAO

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notachair · 25 days

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Since atla is again having an extra surge of popularity, I'm shooting my shot:

[ID: (Rest of image description in alt). At the bottom of the image sits the text: "Zuko: Okay. Well, I can't remember how it starts, but the punchline is "leaf me alone, I'm bushed."" ID end].

Did we ever find out what the setup for this joke was? I feel kinda haunted by it. If not- anyone wanna make their best or worst guesses?

edit: I now know what "I'm bushed" mean, but go ahead anyway 👍

haunted thoughts in tags ↓

#atla #the way I was early out for this next surge in popularity 🤗 I was in a different phase by 2020 #it's not like it haunts me day and night but it does bother me thinking back on it. please tell me I'm not the only one 🧍‍♂️#I'll have to reblog the 'closure is a myth' post jk #what kind... of joke is it? leaf pun on leave i get. I'm bushed however I dont get. it implies the punchline sayer is a bush at least I #think. but what prompts the 'i am bushed' I dont get. is it not contextual? is it a phrase ive not connected like 'leaf me alone'?#is there anotger layer between leaf and bush? again what kind of joke (social:joke purpose. what is funny? only pun?) + (in-joke set up)?#is it about the kind of bush it is? is it between two plants? the plant & someone picking on the plant like a teamaker collecting?#is it about a plant that has grown into bush and thus (somethingsomething)?? is it not a plant at all? other elements? iroh *what*.#if the creators actually had a setup in mind- I fear it will be lame. but yet I am haunted #it must have cracked someone up for him to try relay it. (set in term of endearment here) 🧍‍♂️👈 *poking him*#either way. me 🤝 zuko @ being bad at remembering & relaying jokes 😁👍#at least in that instance anyway #I mainly stick to irony & sarcasm. running along with an mistaken assumption or replying w something silly & blowing it out of proportions.#puns if I'm lucky. ect. fun when I can reference it later tho I try not to overdo it. not like I'll likely remember it for too long anyway #now to lay in wajt see if anything happens....#avatar the last airbender #zuko #atla zuko #a:tla #my rambles #its lie and not lay is it not.....

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brother-emperors · 7 months

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CAIUS TREBONIUS AND MARK ANTONY, MARCH 15th

The Hetairia of Cassius, Luciano Canfora

Cic. Phil. 2

(taps mic) so as we all know, conspiracy is a kind of seduction, and actions not taken can be just as loud as the ones that are. so. uh. fellas! hey fellas. heyyyyyy.

like, I was looking at the Dolabella-Caesar-Antony mess yesterday, but something really fun and vicious happened here and I will be rotating it around in my head at maximum volume for the foreseeable future

the red panels are the Assassination of Julius Caesar by Vincenzo Camuccini (the pen and ink drawing, not the painting)

#gaius trebonius #like the last three times ive posted him. his look will probably change. but i have never once promised consistency on this blog #what's a consistent character design. you only achieve that when you get main character status in a comic #mark antony #drawing tag #komiks tag #roman republic tag #ides of march baby!#new tag for ides of march art. i'll retag everything later #also I’m going to kill dolabella myself. I love him. I want his head on cassius’ sword.#all these people are so MESSY good grief #also! two conspiracies: one from Cassius one from Trebonius. also sexy. much to think about #anyway test run for an idea. we will be revisiting this scene again #I have a better idea about how to do the red panels. what I don’t have is (checks notes) the patience mostly #I want to draw trebonius’ lip scar origin story #anyway they definitely got drunk and made out in a spectacularly sloppy kind of way at least once #beware! the ides of march!

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marihem · 5 days

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Helloo i just wanna confess that im so in love with your frans dynamic 😭😭💙💙💙💙💙 their interaction, their platonic relationship.. aahh somehow whenever i see them i can feel their vibes as a someone who loves platonic partner so bad, the calm vibes and their own shenaningans- which i couldnt stop laughing

Like, romance but most dominated with platonic?? Homies but at the same time love each other but still friend agdhd like that idk how to describe their relation but damn i just love them

How you draw sans and frisk are my most favorite especially your frans dynamic, hope you have a nice day and keep making what you love about them!! 💙

AAAA THANK YOUUU 😭 I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW 🥺💙

I've been reading what you wrote over and over and I'm just so glad to hear these from you! Indeed, those are the vibes I'm aiming for these two. Like other people around them, they couldn't really make out of what their relationship status is based on the binary "platonic" and "romantic" relationship. But you just know that they love and appreciate each other and always stick together and that's for sure 😌

I say they're "queerplatonic" because that's the most accurate "label" we can match to their relationship but if you actually asked them what they are, hehe you know what they'll say XD (omg I just love things that exist outside of the established standards made by Society TM)

I should tell y'all the story of how I slowly developed these two's relationship cuz it is also something that's connected to me personally haha ;D

EEEE again, I'm so so happy that you like my interpretation of Frisk and Sans!^^ What being obsessed with these characters for years does to a mf:

Please I'm more than happy to share my own take on these two as an individual and how they got to the being the people I've been drawing now as you can tell that these versions of Frisk and Sans are canon compliant and takes place years after the events of the game úဗù my ask box is always open 👀

Thank you so so much! Your words made my day and night and I'll still come to re-read this again and again! Please accept these humble lil doodles and I also wish you a wonderful day/night 💙💙

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citrlet · 1 year

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🌈🌱 silver falls commune 🍄✌

#ts4 #sims 4 #ts4 build #sorry this post is horrendously long i had too many shots of this lot i wanted to show off!#after like 2 WEEKS i've finally finished the builds for this generation whew #i can finally start playing again!!#anyway i have no idea whats in a commune or what goes on there or what people do in one alfkjdsl so i winged this hard #but i love it!! i think its super super cute #now pitcured here are the interiors of the 3 trailers the greenhouse and the kitchen which i'll post later #NEVER building on a 50x50 lot again

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architectural-sims · 8 months

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Henford Hall -December, 18:39PM

#sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 build #so im kinda back again #this year has been crazy #i move to Paris in september 2022 to study there two semesters #then i came back to spain and move to a new city #well is not really new since its my hometown but i hadn't live there since 2015 and I missed it so much #and between work uni and RL things I didn't have much time to play sims #so here I am again but you know how inconsisten is this blog so dosen't expect regular posts lol #probably i will not have time to play in the future but who cares #now about sims #i've been trying to make some trees DR with new meshes but they refuse to show the correct textures in autumn winter and spring #I suspect it has to be something related to vertex paint or any information attached to the leaves mesh that i'm not getting in s4s #i'll be posting that later to see if someone can give some advice #also had a problem with a building deco for Hendford wich I converted from Cities Skylines #i'm really frustrated with s4s and me lately #well i think its enough for today #come back for more ted talks

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redrobin-detective · 1 year

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Shout out to the fics you read years and years ago, fics you found on a whim late at night and read and moved on and yet their stories haunt. Pour one out for those fics you stand no chance in hell of finding again and yet even long after you read those words, you still find yourself affected by them. Here’s to the stories that exist without name, author or even words but just the gentle impression they left on you long ago.

#I read so much DP fic back in the day on FF that I'll never see again #I still remember one of the first I read where Danny had his accident became Phantom in front of sam and tuck #and then then fled hid from everyone for years and was in college when he hears of trouble in amity and returns #i read that like 18 years ago like just a random ass fic I read at 2am and yet #I think about it sometimes out of the blue how it made ME feel as a young 13 year old about the idea of abandoning everything to run #idk if the author cares about this story #if anyone else remembers it #it passed in and out of my life in less than a hour and yet a full childhood lifespan later I am making a tumblr post about it #there's something a little bit magical about that I think

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starflungwaddledee · 3 months

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been working on answering a prompt i received in an ask the other day, and so i'm back thinking about... the Thing... 💖🎀 and thought maybe prompt doodles might help me work through this a little?

so uhhh.... if by any wild chance anyone has any ship suggestions for starstruck...??? feel free to send them through!

#this is *only* for starstruck and is not general requests! i'm just trying to figure out how i feel about this 😳#obviously no guarantees that i will be confident enough to draw any of these or that i'll enjoy them all but i just... am considering it?#idk idk idk is this stupid....#hope i won't regret this or won't get genuinely weirdass things.#just to be transparent this is sfw exclusively tho implied flirting is a-okay. please don't be weird....? i'm trusting folks to be nice!!#i would also happily take little prompts if you have thoughts about how it would work or whichever! like if you're a character Understander #if you have an idea how it would Work or what it might Be Like that would also help me to get a concept on how i feel about it!!#also i would.. consider ocs (only from their creator) if you... wanna??? character+artist *must* be an adult. starstruck is in her early 30 #also with ocs preferably from folks who i've at least interacted with before and like.. not just bc u want art ;;;#like... do u geniunely think they could have a cute dynamic? i'm just wondering if she could be Cute w someone. AUUghhGHHHH #again no promises and also for now i need this all done on the assumption it's just for fun!! just funsies. i'm just... thinking i guess!#want to try and figure out what it might be like if she WAS involved in a little ship/romo space...? as a treat? auughghhggghGHGLLG #also fair warning i may just get super embarrassed/nervous about this all and delete!! but i'm.. yknow. trying!#also i figure you can kind of tell my faves and who i hardly know much about. might not have lots of feelings about most side chars!#delete later #probably #wheeeeeEEEEeeahahahah okay;;; just post it. just post it starflung. just do it. hit the button hit the button hit the b

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rawliverandgoronspice · 9 months

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Actually, sorry, I still don't see why TOTK is imperialistic. The imperialistic one does seem to be Ganon in his greed to conquer. I'm not saying I doubt your argumentsz just... Could you help me understand that?

Hey, yes! No problem at all. If that's okay with you, I'll compile my arguments in a series of links where I reply to previous asks.

Again, I want to reiterate that I don't think what we see in-game is secretely an imperialistic story about Rauru being a bad guy. We can speculate all we want, but there is no evidence in-world for Ganondorf to be anything other than a horrible baddie. My point is not that Ganondorf is secretely misunderstood in TotK, but that I believe Nintendo should have constructed its storytelling in a way that avoided falling into very loaded narrative patterns with real-life imperialistic echoes, and I am criticizing that they didn't try to deliver a version of Hyrule that gracefully accepted its own history, its influence over the world and its inherent moral grayness, instead of nervously scrubbing itself of substance out of fear of its own legacy.

This is the big one, that addresses the game's framing and why I think TotK's version of Hyrule parallels imperialist narrative movements.

This one talks about my problem with Rauru's character writing and what doesn't land for me.

This one is about why I don't think Nintendo is cackling about that good imperialist story they did, that it was probably accidental but still worth mentioning.

And this one, which I assume is the previous ask you sent me, adresses why I think saying that the zonais (and Sonia) are also PoC-coded kind of misses the point in my opinion.

Hope this clarifies my argument! I feel like, as the conversation matures in the fandom, this specific position (not talking for anyone else but me here) is getting kind of warped into something that it's not, or being conflated with the way people are creatively invested in the characters, which, while I certainly won't deny one obviously feeds off the other as far as I'm concerned*, are two separate things.

Again, it's completely fine to disagree! Or to agree and not be put off (everyone stop feeling guilty over the rare joy we manage to catch mid-flight --we can critique media without demanding people to Feel Bad as a result of the conclusions): it's a really fun game and I did play over a hundred hours! But I think the conversation is at least worth considering in a way that isn't caricatured as its weaker arguements.

*(to be very transparent so my own position is crystal clear, and it helps people making up their own mind: Ganondorf touches me as a character because of the way he inherently tries to fight against the limitations Hyrule/The Goddesses/the fiction itself try to force upon him --to devastating and unproductive results-- so the more his own canon tries to flatten him and the more poignant his character becomes to me. Won't deny that! It's this exact realization that made me spiral into hyperfocus to begin with --I am deeply touched by themes of tragic ambition and the impossibility of meaningful rebellion while STILL willingly burning everything down for the sake of refusing your place in the universe, even when the only thing accomplished by the end was the unflinching expression of your agency as well as General Suffering. So of course he would just catch me by the throat like that, that bastard. That being said, I don't think TotK Ganondorf (or any Ganondorf tbh) is a poor little meow meow, especially not in this game's canon where he is *obviously* nothing more than a threat to be stumped and doesn't ever meaningfully oppose you ideologically, which is kind of my problem. Even OoT Ganondorf, simplistic as he may be, questions Hyrule's inherent stability, inevitability and glory in many, many ways. Here's another, final post about why I liked the gerudos better in OoT despite All of The Problems, that partially addresses this exact point!)

#asks #thoughts #totk #totk critical #totk spoilers #ganondorf #rauru #when will my brain return from the imprisoning war....#thanks for the ask!#it actually allowed me to rassemble my points in a more digestible way so it's pretty neat #I feel like I forgot a couple of posts so maybe I'll add stuff back later #again while I think I'm right because I mean... I wouldn't invest that much typewriting in the whole thing otherwise #I'm completely fine with counterpoints and cordial disagreements #(as long as the counterpoints are not like huge mischaracterizations or understand that... I'm talking about the narrative framing)#(not the reality of Hyrule itself)#(I don't care about Hyrule itself it's not real!!!)#((I mean I care deeply but you understand me))

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adhd-merlin · 11 months

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framing merlin's betrayal of his own self and kin as the ultimate act of loyalty was sick and twisted btw

#help I'm thinking about it again (that disir scene)#but I'll schedule this post for later so you don't think I'm obsessed #I am a bit though #betrayal is such an interesting concept #ep 5x05

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ferny-bread · 11 months

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HAHA TWO POSTS IN A DECENT TIME FRAME GUESS WHO'S BACK dunana BACK AGAIN duna GUESS WHO'S BACK GUESS WHO'S BACK

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commsroom · 8 months

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Hello !! Do you have thoughts on Rhea :]

yes, i do!! with the caveat that we have such limited information on lovelace's crew, what we do have is almost entirely filtered through her perspective, and we kinda... know rhea the least. as much as i find eris a fascinating character too, i wish we'd heard more of rhea.

which is kind of the first thing: rhea is the only AI character in wolf 359 who doesn't have a voice. (we don't hear hyperion's voice, which is supposedly not integrated yet, but he's not even really treated like a character in the scene he's in. and that's a whole other thing.) for hera in particular, she feels a physical disconnect from the others, but the fact that wolf 359 is audio only makes her an equal presence from the perspective of the audience. (which carries over to the live show, where the other characters may not be able to see her, but the audience can, etc.) rhea's situation is kind of the opposite, where her words can be seen by the others, but the audience can only hear or infer her words via what the others read out loud or respond to.

rhea clearly cares about her fellow crewmates, and seems to get along with lambert in particular. lovelace's log: "and communications officer lambert is... communications officer lambert. so an enormous stick in the mud. [...] i heard that, rhea. you are expressly forbidden from telling him i said that." - a sentiment it's easy to imagine early minkowski expressing about eiffel and hera, for the opposite reason. in a more direct parallel, rhea reassures lambert that he "does a great job"; in bach to the future, hera tells eiffel he's "actually very good at his job." the difference in context highlights their priorities; eiffel and hera are having a heart to heart about worthiness, while rhea really is talking about lambert's job - work is important to him, and most people around him don't respect or appreciate his work. what we can infer about rhea is that she's... well, the kind of person who would be lambert's friend. straightforward, rule-following, and professional.

(even something like "see, rhea? i told you someone read [my reports to command]" indicates that they talk to each other a fair amount, but also serves as a mirror to eiffel's belief no one listens to his logs.)

maybe the most interesting thing to me about rhea is her defense of eris: "it's just the way they programmed her, back off." ... again, the complete opposite of how hera might respond. eiffel tries to "defend" her in a similar way in ep 7 - "you can't really hold that against her; it's just her programming" - and she finds it incredibly insulting. with all of that taken together, with how lovelace, lambert, and rhea are in many ways intentional opposites to minkowski, eiffel, and hera, it really makes me wonder how rhea identifies or perceives herself.

i think hera is functionally human, both in her singular, consistent image of herself, and in her role in the narrative. eris appears human to lovelace, but is clear that it's how she sees "a version of herself." whether that refers to that iteration of eris having multiple versions of herself, or if it refers to all of the iterations of her who exist: either way it's a reflection of the way eris exists, and her acceptance of that. by extension, the fact that we don't encounter rhea in any way other than beeping sounds and implied words on station monitors... kind of says something narratively, i think. going back to her lack of voice, even that level of distance and abstraction takes her further away from 'human' perceptions by the audience, while she's obviously still a full person with her own priorities, perspectives, and opinions. i think it's very interesting to consider she might prefer her state of (lack of physical) existence in a way hera clearly does not.

#wolf 359 #w359 #asks #sorry this took a bit to reply to!! i know it's not just about rhea but it's hard to discuss her without talking about. other things #and i've been trying not to tag most of my asks #but i like talking about AI characters and don't know when i'll get a chance to talk about rhea again so. i wanna file it #i think it's worth considering the difference between personhood and humanity even if they commonly overlap #and i feel very strongly that it's wrong to call hera 'non-human' with the context of her character within the story #but that's very much not the case for most other AI characters and i think it's interesting she might even be an outlier within wolf 359 #i have more to say about that later but. for another post.#also to be clear. rhea's lack of voice is because she's an earlier model in universe. but it didn't have to be written that way.#the fact she was written that way says something interesting.#if you wanted to extend it to the same disability metaphors that apply to hera you could probably talk about non-verbal communication #but again. there's not much to go off of. it's mostly possibilities.

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whoslaurapalmer · 3 months

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laura (1944) / laura by vera caspary -- waldo and laura meet

bonus deleted scene from the movie script, with a third interpretation of their meeting --

#laura #1944 laura #vera caspary #laura hunt #waldo lydecker #gene tierney #clifton webb #lulu talks about 44 laura #lulu makes gifs #i WANTED another gif from the movie but tumblr refuses to let me move all the images around if i do more than 5 in the top of the post so!!#damn. gonna have to reshape screentogif just a hair to get that line at the bottom out. didn't see it until now #'IT'S FINE IT'S FINE I'M NOT REDOING IT!' -- lulu vandelay while making gifs bc she will NOT re-save and re-optimize YET AGAIN #oh god though i missed an s in the third gif but who's looking. who's counting. i will NOT do it again #me: okay i'll just whip this up before i go to bed.#me an hour later: .............................well. technically. that was with relative speed.#(then i had to redo one of the book pages bc i misspelled a word. sigh.) (i mean. that's a quick fix. a gif? NOT QUICK. not for a caption)#if you are thinking 'wtf? fawn-like????' i must inform you that that is in fact NOT the worst or the most uncomfortable thing #waldo says about laura in the book.#also it's been five years since they met in the movie vs seven years in the book #i do like the second and third gifs right next to each other -- their swapped positions....

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lost-tardis-room · 6 months

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another good omens fic

i am tired and ill but hey look i wrote a fic today

summary - Aziraphale comes back down to earth and Crowley has Feelings about that

not very long, bit of angst, not explicit

Crowley was sitting on the roof of his apartment building, watching the London traffic crawl beneath him. A bottle of wine was placed precariously on the ledge beside him, as he dangled his feet off the edge. He’d got his flat back yes, but didn’t spend much time actually in it. He’d never really liked it anyways—too cold, too harsh. The exact opposite of the bookshop, the only place that had ever really felt like home—and now a place he couldn’t bring himself to go back to. The cold numbed his fingers and the wine numbed his head a little and he’d been doing this every evening for three months. More than six thousand years he’d been alive and yet these last three months had the been the longest and most painful of his existence. Things were going badly, and in any case, Heaven and Hell were planning the end of the world again, and Crowley wanted to enjoy the last of human alcohol while he could.

There was a click of a door behind him and the tap of footsteps. Crowley wheeled around to cuss out whoever dared interrupt his moping, but then froze, staring.

‘Um. Hello,’ said the recently appointed Archangel Aziraphale.

Crowley was taken aback—there he was, just as Crowley had (secretly) hoped he would be—but at the same time very different from the silly, ridiculous, lovely angel he had always known. He looked exhausted, though Crowley doubted he looked much better (in a burst of melodrama he’d grown out his hair again)—bags under his eyes, a short beard that somehow made him look more intimidating and more dishevelled than usual, at the same time. He was wearing different clothes—they were evidently new, but not looked after anywhere near as well as that same outfit he’d been wearing for the last two hundred years—his shirt and jacket full of creases.

‘You,’ spat Crowley. Or, tried to spit. The word left him forcefully but with little of the anger he had intended it to have. He stood up, refusing be any further beneath Aziraphale than he already was.

‘Come back have you? Decided Heaven’s not that great after all? Missed all your nice human things? Going to ask for forgiveness?’ He sounded resigned more than anything else. He had wanted to hate Aziraphale, but could never quite bring himself to.

‘Crowley I— I only wanted to help, I thought I could— we could—‘

‘There is no we, anymore. As you so like to point out, I am a demon and not worth your time. Whatever brilliant plan you have for fixing Heaven’s great idea, I’m not helping. You and me barely survived it the first time, I’m not throwing myself under the bus because it’s taken you this long to realise that everything’s going to be just as dead now as they always planned.’ Crowley waved the bottle of wine in the general direction of upstairs.

‘That’s not why I came.’ Aziraphale looked deeply uncomfortable, fidgeting with his hands like he always did when he was stressed.

‘Oh yeah? Why is it then? You don’t even like me, you said it yourself—‘

‘I miss you, Crowley.’

Crowley opened his mouth to say something snarky and then closed it again. No way this could be happening.

‘I wanted to say that I’m sor—'

Crowley threw the wine bottle at the ground, took three steps forward and slammed Aziraphale into the wall, one hand grabbing his collar and the other on his shoulder.

‘You don’t get to say that, you don’t get to apologise after everything, after everything you… said…’

Aziraphale reached up and pulled Crowley’s glasses off his face, setting them down on a nearby ledge. He could see perfectly fine in the dark of course, but to be suddenly met with the full force of those pale blue eyes of stars… Aziraphale was crying slightly. Crowley suddenly felt like his insides had been hollowed out. He gently loosened his grip on Aziraphale’s collar, painfully aware of just how close together they were.

‘I miss you, Crowley,’ Aziraphale repeated. Tenderly but a little awkwardly, he raised his hand and cupped Crowley’s face in it, running his thumb along his cheek.

‘I want to— I want to spend my existence with you. Together. It’s okay if that’s… too much for you.’ Aziraphale’s voice was shaky, and Crowley could feel him trembling under his hands. Glancing away, he distantly wondered how everything led to this.

Too late, Crowley realised he was already leaning in.

‘Oh angel,’ he said in a low voice. He breathed in Aziraphale’s familiar scent, like summer air and dust with a hint of fancy cologne. Aziraphale tilted his head up as his lips met Crowley’s, a kinder, softer embrace by far than their last. Crowley slipped his hand from Aziraphale’s collar to down around his waist, pulling him in closer. The angel’s fingers moved around his head and into his hair, both of them terrified but realising more than ever that this was what they wanted.

‘I won’t leave you on your own,’ said Aziraphale quietly. ‘I’m not going back, I’m staying here with you.’

Crowley grinned and kissed him on the forehead, his fingers under Aziraphale’s chin.

‘I missed you so much, angel,’ Crowley whispered, and kissed him again. And he knew, just then, that despite everything, despite everything that had gone wrong between them and all the talking and explaining and apologising they had to do, that they would be alright now. Crowley and Aziraphale, a group of the two of them—they had both Fallen, in a way, Fallen in love—and it didn’t matter that Heaven and Hell could never understand that. They were on their side. Together.

#good omens fic #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale #good omens #i don't think it's quite as good as the other ones but i wanted to write a version of a post s2 reunion #didn't quite turn out as planned but i'll probably try again later #excuse the run on sentences lol

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the-lark-ascending69 · 3 days

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Headcanons about Nancy and Robin talking about Barb?

I actually have a very very specific scenario in mind set in my comphet robin/monster hunter AU, in which Nancy is responsible to look out for Robin, who's under Vecna's curse - but that doesn't mean she needs to be with her 24/7 (which is a relief to both of them, because they don't really like each other at this point). BUT, for some reason, one night Robin decides to make it her goal to annoy Nancy as much as possible, or at least that's how Nancy feels like, because she keeps following her and tagging along everywhere she goes, just talking her ear off even though Nancy has plans that night, plans that don't involve Robin, and would much prefer it if Robin just went home.

Anyway, as Nancy walks and Robin follows her, they find themselves at the door of a hourse Robin doesn't recognize, and Nancy tells her to leave one more time before knocking.

But then the door opens, and it's Mrs. Holland there. Nancy was to have dinner with them that night. She's been having dinner with them every saturday night for the past two years, ever since Barb's body was found.

And Nancy expects Robin to finally leave her alone, now that she's joining the Hollands - but then Mrs. Holland inhales and says:

"Robin? Dear, is that you?"

Nancy freezes, mind racing, wondering from where could Mrs. Holland possibly know Robin from.

"Um. Hi, Marsha," Robin mumbles.

"Oh, Robin! It's been so long. Please, come in! It's always nice to see Barb's friends."

So Robin ends up awkwardly joining them, much to Nancy's confusion. She and Barb hadn't really talked ever since they were... twelve? But here she was - not in the house in which she'd spent a great deal of her childhood, drawing and listening to music and infodumping with Barb for hours on end - no, this was a new, smaller house, but with far more pictures of Barb than the old one. Barb's parents are so happy to see her, or the closest thing to happy one can be when you lose a daughter. They reminisce about Barb's childhood with her - how they used to make fun of boys and how they were both so smart and loved to read together, how they held hands everywhere they went and how they played all sorts of games in the playground and the old house's backyard. It's uncomfortable for Robin at first, but then she begins to feel really sad, becuse she remembers thinking Barb had just ran away, but she was dead. Dead, dead, dead. Gone forever. She would never see her childhood best friend again. She tears up a little. She tells them that, even though she hasn't spoken to Barb in years, she treasures every memory she had with her, and even knowing how everything ended, could she travel to the pas she would be her friend again, because every second of their friendship was worth it.

Here's a small scene I have in my WIPS:

“Yeah, I mean, Barb and I were weird as hell.” Nancy put her glass down “What Robin means to say is that… she and Barb had a really unique friendship.” “No, that's not what I mean.” Robin shook her head. “Barb and I were freaks. We were weird. Like… Nance, why are you kicking me? Stop that. Anyway, I once found a weird slug in the grass and Barb helped me figure out what the heck it was, and we kept it in a jar for like a week. We took it to school every day in secret and we showed it to everyone because we thought having a slug pet named Neil Armstrong would make us really cool. And when dumbass kids made fun of us - Barb wouldn't even care. Like, I kept hiding Neil Armstrong in my hoodie because I didn't want to be known as the Slug Girl but Barb… she just shrugged. Like I distinctly remember her shugging when they called her Slug Girl. It was a full body shrug, like the intensity with which she did not care had overcome her entire being. She was way beyond all of us. No one even held a candle to her. She was authentic. Not fake authentic, like, being pretentious just for the sake of being pretentious and stuff. She was herself, utterly and wholly and I - I don't think I ever met anyone else like that.”

Nancy is... tense when they leave. Robin says goodbye to Barb's parents with a big long hug, and then Nancy walks back to where she left her car, before Robin intercepted her. They climb inside.

"They sold their house," she said. "To pay for a... private investigator who could tell them who killed Barb." Robin felt something in her gut drop, like a piece of wet cement falling from the walls of her stomach. "I didn't know that." Nancy adjusted her grip on the steering wheel. "They hired someone who would ruin their life, with the amount they charged. All to tell them what I already know." Who killed Barb, by breaking her arms, her legs, her jaw, sucking in her eyes. Robin remembered the ticking clock and shuddered. "I'm assuming you have a very good reason not to tell them." "It would put them in danger." Nancy said. She pressed her lips together. Looked down, then back up again. "So instead, I let them ruin their lives all over again." Robin observed her - the bags under her eyes, the mess that was her hair, the broken skin around her nails from picking and biting. "Nance," she said. "You know it wasn't your fault, right?" Nancy stares ahead, unmoved. The street was dark and silent. "I'll be droping you at your house, now," she said. "Call me if you have any headaches, or if you have a nosebleed or just... see something." Robin nodded. "Alright."

Next time they talk about Barb it's... well, it's complicated. I don't have anything written for it, but I know it'll be a lot, because they talk about a lot of things - there's Nancy's survivor's guilt, there's Robin feeling like a burden, and most importantly, Nancy confessing she was in love with Barb, and that thinks she died because she was so scared of it that she rushed to sleep with a boy, when she should've been looking out for her. So forgive her if she's not going to run away from her feelings for Barb, now. Last time she did, it got her killed. If maybe she hadn't been so cowardly, Barb may have lived, and she misses her so much today, she has so much love inside of her with nowhere to go, that she can't keep pretending she didn't love her anymore.

It shakes Robin to her core - this is comphet!Robin after all, she's in a whole different wavelength and she's frozen from hearing Nancy talk - but it does put some things into perspective.

Next time they talk about Barb, it's less dramatic. They couldn't sleep, so they're having some tea at midnight, and it's Robin who starts - tells her about she and Barb's childhood mischief. Or rather, her own mischief, with Barb behind her keeping her out of trouble. Nancy's lips twitch into a tiny smile. "Sounds just like Barb," she says. "Between her and me, she was always the sensible one."

They exchange anecdotes - Robin tells Nancy about Barb's childhood, and Nancy tells her about her teenage years (Robin can't help but notice, in Nancy's words and tone, just how deeply her love runs. How she mentions the little things. How she found each small gesture so endearing and precious). Together, it's like they're putting together a tapestry of who Barb was, the whole of her, and at the same time, they get closer to her. Despite her absence, they get to know Barb better. Nancy cries, because how could she not? But they're not entirely sad tears. She's happy, too, because she hasn't felt this close to Barb in years.

They visit her grave together one time. Nancy brings her flowers, and she sits on the ground and talks to her. She tells her about her day and how the world of the living is doing, and about her old friend, Robin, whom she supposes is now their friend. Robin isn't as sure of what to say, so she just says they both miss her, and that she'll take care of Nancy now, the same way Nancy takes care of her.

She holds Nancy's hand, in hopes it'll be comforting. Nancy squeezes back.

#ronance #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #barb holland #thinking abt changing this AU's name again later idk i'll do it tomorrow #and edit the tags n stuff #i'm sorry i don't have any specific headcanons closer to canon #abt nancy and robin talking about barb.#other than robin telling nancy about little barb and nancy telling robin about older barb #i think that's very cute #and sad #but i also think barb would be happy to see them together #my posts

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