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#call of the valley au
st-el-la-luna · 25 days
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✿❀ Call of the Valley ❀✿
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You've just inherited land from your grandfather's estranged brother. Your great-uncle was a military man, high ranking and well decorated. You don't know why he bothered owning a farm, especially not in such a quaint, little town.
Turns out, the town has a very high retired military population, and some active soldiers too. All of them having known and respected your great uncle to some degree.
All of them incredibly hot. And single. And interested in you.
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captain john price. simon "ghost" riley. johnny "soap" mactavish. kyle "gaz" garrick. gary "roach" sanderson. alejandro vargas. rodolfo "rudy" parra. philip graves. farah karim. alex keller. kim "horangi" hong-jin. könig. kate laswell. keegan p russ. x reader (you/your pronouns)
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all pictures by me!
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sunnythedawg · 24 days
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Tachaaan
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mrjeremyman · 2 months
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Local gays play wholesome farming sim, finds purple looking fruit thing.
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poopypeepyp · 2 months
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jean-paul and tim fighting in the batcave is what fandom thinks happened between jason and tim
it's so funny to me that fanfiction version of titans tower incident (teen titans 2003 #29) is basically what canonically happened during knightquest the crusade (tec #668 and robin #1)
tim is actually 14 years old so it was a fight between an actual kid and adult instead of two teenagers
tim is beaten up in his safe place by an ally who he used to have positive feelings about (i mean it was tim who broke in and sneaked around the batcave so i don't blame jpv for self-defense!)
tim is annoyed that he worked so hard to become robin only to be shut down by jean-paul and now having to prove himself to him (didn't go well)
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(detective comics #668/showcase '93 #11)
tim sasses jean-paul
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(detective comics #668/bloodbath special #1)
jean-paul strangles tim lol
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(detective comics #668/robin 1993 #1)
jean-paul intends to kill tim? probably? not really? i mean he kind of threatens to later in knightsend but he is in a silly goofy mood
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(detective comics #677)
jean-paul immediately regrets attacking tim and is very sorry and sad wet cat (tim is not buying it (angsty))
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(robin 1993 #1)
jean-paul is not in full control of himself because of The System
The System is "lazarus pit rage" except it's a religious programming and instead of seeing green jean-paul hallucinates a templar knight telling him to be batman or something
the strangling incident has lasting consequences not only on their relationship but the plot too (tim can't shut up about it)
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(batman #506/#507/#508)
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(catwoman 1993 #31)
tim and dick become closer after that (also dick hates jp's guts lol)
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(showcase '93 #11/#12/detective comics #681)
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(batman: gotham knights #14 the issue is called sibling rivalry btw. you know)
also in his azbats era jean-paul thinks he is so much better and effective than bruceman (while he is actually having a mental breakdown) and bruce feels very responsible for how he fucked up jp's psyche and deems him one of his biggest mistakes (jp and batman angst real)
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(azrael 1995 #1/#2/#36 look at him he's so sad)
after knightsend jean-paul feels very guilty and becomes a better person while struggling with mental health and The System (and fights evil cult that manipulated him with his new friends)
also i personally believe none of this would have happened if tim didn't give jean-paul a bad haircut
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(batman #491)
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kingdomvel · 1 month
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Obikin au inspired by stardew valley where Anakin has inherited a farm and decided to take care of it and Obi-Wan is the town’s doctor.
This is: Farmer Anakin gets his health check-up.
Anakin tries to ignore it. He smiles, politely and then powerwalks away from the clinic. He tends to walk in front of it on his way to the shop where he buys his seeds or arranges to sell his product. Always parking his truck where the clinic is in his path. Always hoping to catch a glimpse of the hot doctor that lives and works in the house.
He had not expected Obi-Wan to acknowledge him with more than a polite smile, and that is he even saw him because even if the town is small, Obi-Wan does have people to attend, so Anakin can only see him when there are no patients and the weather is warm, sitting at his porch with a book, a newspaper or learning the newest medicine breakthroughs. Sometimes so focused on his readings that he doesn’t even notice Anakin walking past him – and those days are the best, because Anakin can gawk at him as much as he wants, slowing down his pace so he has a few more seconds of looking at the most handsome man Anakin has seen in his life.
On a normal day, even if Obi-Wan sees him, they don’t exchange more than a polite smile and greeting but today, today, Obi-Wan had said his name just as he was approaching the clinic, and Anakin is sure he blushed, so he is trying to hide it by walking away as fast as he can.
“Anakin!” Obi-Wan’s voice says again, and he sounds close, and he shouldn’t sound close, not when Anakin is walking away at the speed he is, unless Obi-Wan has gotten up from his place and-
A hand on Anakin’s arm stops him from going further, and when he turns around there Obi-Wan is, a bit out of breath, a quick smile on his lips as he says his name again - and Anakin thinks that he could fall in love from that alone – before he squeezes Anakin’s arm and lets it go.
“I’m sorry for stopping you like this when you obviously have things to do.” Obi-Wan says, as if Anakin had anything better to do than talk with him, as if the only reason Anakin didn’t stop, didn’t spend all his time trying to speak with the doctor, was because he is embarrassed about his crush and about acting like a fool in front of him (or at least that’s the reason since Obi-Wan had to drive him home after he had found him almost passed out in a field because he didn’t take enough water with him). “But I was thinking that you’ve been here for five months already,” of course Obi-Wan remembers exactly when Anakin arrived, as if he needed more reasons to fall for him, “and you have not really come to see me at the clinic, and because of what happened-“ Anakin tries not to die of mortification at the mention of the incident, “I think it would be good if you came for a check-up. When is the last time you went for one?”
“Uhhh…” Anakin says, eloquently, because he doesn’t know how to tell the concerned and perfect doctor that the last time he had talked to a doctor for something health related since he had his last paediatrician check-up was when Obi-Wan himself had lectured him about keeping hydrated and away from the sun in summer.
“Right” Obi-Wan says, because he must understand Anakin’s lack of an answer. “I regularly do check-ups for everyone in town, so whenever you feel ready for one, just come over and I will see you. We could even do it now if you are not in much of a rush?”
And then Obi-Wan smiles, and there’s a hopeful look in his eyes, and what is Anakin supposed to do? Say no?
“Are you up to date with your vaccines?” Obi-Wan asks, sitting at his desk, Anakin on sitting on the other side, answering all of Obi-Wan’s questions so the doctor can have a record of his medical history.
“Sure”
“As far as I know, yes.”
“Farms are dangerous places, you can get all kinds of infections. Your animals are also vaccinated?”
“Of course, they see the doctor more than I do.” Anakin tries to joke, but Obi-Wan purses his lips before a small smile appears on his face, “we are trying to fix that now, aren’t we?” Obi-Wan looks down over to the questionnaire on his hands, ticks something with his pen before he points to the next question. He looks up to Anakin before asking, “sexual partners in the last year?”
Anakin tries not to choke on his own breath, his heart accelerating on his chest. “No” he answers, and Obi-Wan looks mildly surprised, and oh coming out of his lips. And Anakin realises he had expected a number.
“Okay, I think that is everything for now.” The doctor mercily says, and Anakin lets out a sigh of relief. “You can sit on the stretcher now, I will check your vitals.”
Anakin obeys, and Obi-Wan puts a cuff around his arm and the metal part of his stethoscope under it. It goes too fast, Anakin focused on the way Obi-Wan’s arm flexes when he inflates the thing on his arm with the small ball, on the attentive look on his face as he listens to his pulse while looking at the numbers, on how close he is.
“Alright” Obi-Wan says all too soon. He takes everything off of Anakin and notes the numbers down on his clipboard. “I’d like to listen to your heart now.” He says, and stays seated in front of Anakin. None of them move for a few seconds, until Obi-Wan adds “I’d be easier if you took your shirt off.”
“Right”
“Unless you are not comfortable, I can do it with it on if you prefer.”
“No, no, it’s alright.” Anakin rushes to take his shirt off, because Obi-Wan is being so nice to him, and he doesn’t want to make his job harder. He just had imagined that if he ever got the chance to be shirtless in front of Obi-Wan it would be in a very different context.
Anakin takes a sharp breath when the cold metal circle touches his skin, and Obi-Wan takes it away immediately.
“Sorry, it’s very cold.” He brings it up to his face and exhales on it before he puts it against his own arm while Anakin watches him mesmerized. “I should have warned you, I think it will be a bit better now.”
He puts it back against Anakin’s chest and it’s better now, and Anakin feels a bit out of his body because Obi-Wan is standing right next to him and he puts his other hand on Anakin’s naked back. The skin to skin contact makes Anakin straighten his back against the hand, and there is just no way Obi-Wan didn’t hear his heart jump.
“Your heart rate is a bit too fast.” Obi-Wan says, and Anakin is sure he will not set foot on the town, much less near the clinic, in the next few months. “Do hospitals make you nervous? It’s alright, we will be done before you know it.”
Anakin doesn’t deny it, because the other option is confessing that he doesn’t get nervous in hospitals, only around hot doctors that treat him with care and have the most beautiful blue eyes he has ever seen. Obi-Wan moves the metal thing around, and then puts it on his back and tells Anakin to take deep breaths. When he leans around to Anakin’s back, Obi-Wan’s chest touches Anakin’s shoulder and arm. It’s an innocent touch, it shouldn’t mean anything, but Anakin’s breath catches. He had never been so close to Obi-Wan – except the time he almost passed out, but Anakin doesn’t remember that very clearly – and it’s doing something to him. He can feel his body heat, he can smell him. All too soon, as Obi-Wan had promised, he is done and pulling away. Putting the stethoscope around his neck and telling Anakin he can put his shirt back on.
“You seem very healthy.” Obi-Wan says, and Anakin knew that but he will admit he liked the check-up, even if only to get Obi-Wan so close to him that he could smell his soap. “but please, come visit me if anything happens, doesn’t matter how silly you think it may be.”
“I will” Anakin promises.
“And I’d like it if you brought your vaccine record, I’d like to check for myself that everything is in order.”
“I will ask my mother to send it to me and I’ll bring it.” And then he will have an excuse to talk to the doctor again. Maybe worrying about his health is not that bad.
“That will be fantastic. Now I’m sure you had a lot of things to do that I kept you from.” Obi-Wan says while walking him to the door. That means Anakin has to go, and he is not very happy to, he finds.
“Thank you” he remembers to say before he leaves.
“There’s no problem, please, come visit me whenever you like.” Obi-Wan says with a smile before he closes the door.
Anakin stays there, staring at the door, before he turns to continue his way to the store. He puts his hands on his face and groans because he is a fool. A fool in love.
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princyvish · 2 months
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WOAHH Kobylu Stardew Valley au!!
I have not thought about anything else other than koby and Luffy are married and koby was the one to have a farm passed down to him by Garp because koby is the favourite grandchild
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leon-swedfinqs · 2 months
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Dumbass new farmer heard that the local librarian really likes tulips, so he desperately tried to grow them and took the whole season to do so instead of focusing on making a profit
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Hey, so I was scrolling through tumblr and found your amazing work and writing!
As a trans masculine person myself, I can’t really find any Harvey x Male Y/N so It’s such a gem to see it. Thanks for this, mate! It’s so nice having something to hyper fixate on that is for male readers <3
YEAAAHHH NO WORRIES!!! I started writing stuff for them,,, even though most of my stuff is stardew valley now and the rest of the fandoms I write for is just sitting there.....
I got one octonauts ask for two of them so I am good, I gotta write that one ... Later, I might need to rewatch octonauts again,,,,,,,,
I love Harvey sm I love him I love writing him for male farmers :3 EVEN IF I CAN MAYBE TURN IT INTO HYBRID SITUATIONS BECAUSE RAAAGSHEHDHDH I AM INLOVEEEE WITH THE MONSTER AND HYBRID AU OF COD LIKE HOLY SHIT!!!!!!
SOrey,,,, I'm currently gonna work on a cod piece of my persona(? My character,,,,) "Orchid" (it's actually Judicial but yeah he hiding his callsign,,, it's like a Perseus*somewhat.. he's a threat :3* moment where he's hiding his name and using a different name)
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thevoidisvoid · 2 months
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Idk about anyone else, but something that keeps me up at night is if Undertale/Monsters are real and are incorporated into society how much would change?
Would Monster Energy change their name to be more Monster friendly?
Would there be a mass recall of movies and games in order to "fix" the slandering?
What about bedtime stories with monsters under the bed?
How would clothing stores work now? Would it be monster phobic to only care stuff for humans?
How would restaurants work? Would they be willing to supply monster friendly food? If so who would be the first to give in, and how many people would boy-cott Chick-fil-A after they refuse to acknowledge monster kind?
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st-el-la-luna · 25 days
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Call of the Valley {Call of Duty x Reader/Stardew Valley AU}
Prologue: Grey
➔ gn!reader ("you"/"your" pronouns used), thoughts of violence, mentions of death
no character introductions yet, just some world building. unedited
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Grey walls. Grey ceilings. Grey floors. Grey desks. 
Everywhere you look is grey. From the meticulously lined cubicles to the desks lacking any personalization. From the uncomfortable chairs to the equally as uncomfortably sticky floors. From the company provided coffee mug to the company provided calendar. From your coworker's outfit (you swear that sweater used to be blue) to the contents of your lunch. 
It’s all grey. 
You sigh as you push around the mushy overcooked rice on your desk before you. In the silence of the office, you might as well have fired a gun, the sound a stark contrast to the usual deadness. The only sounds typical of this purgatory you call work are the tap-tap-tapping of keys and the clicking of mouses. Plus, the occasional beep of the microwave, or slam of the fridge door (you swear that fridge has been here longer than any employee. The way the lightbulb buzzes when you open the door sounds like a cry for help. A plea for you to end its decades-long misery. You, of course, don’t. If you must suffer, then so too must the fridge). 
Someone clears their throat from the entry of your cubicle. You turn away from your sad little lunch to find your sad little supervisor. Who, surprise, surprise, is dressed in, you guessed it, even more grey. 
“Something the matter?” she asks you with a smile that makes you want to use your cheap plastic fork to carve out her eyes. “I could have sworn I heard something.” 
“Yeah, sorry,” you try for a smile in return, not sure why you bother considering you hate her guts as much as she hates yours. “I’m just... tired.” 
“Well, tired or not, you know better than to bring that kind of attitude to the workplace. Big smiles, remember? The atmosphere matters you know!” 
“Right, yeah,” you nod, barely able to stop yourself from rolling your eyes. “Big smiles.” 
“Come on, let’s see it,” your supervisor says, tapping the sign on your cubicle wall *Smile, you’re with Joja!* You put on a smile which she returns with a patronizing scrunch of her nose, talking to you like one would an unruly child. “There, that wasn’t that hard now, was it?” 
It wouldn’t be too hard to use my stapler to knock your teeth in, you bitch. It’d only take a couple of hits... All the red would really brighten this place up... Ever heard of colour theory? 
“Yeah,” you smile. “Not that hard.” 
Your computer beeps. Your lunch break is over. You haven’t touched your food. 
Your supervisor's smile widens. The brown-nosing corporate shill that she is. “Well, you’d better get back to it... And try to do better this afternoon. Your numbers have been trailing all morning. I’d hate to have to write you up.” 
“Yeah,” you say as you drop your food into the rubbish. “I’m sure.” 
Your computer goes off again, demanding your attention. Your supervisor stands there for a moment longer than she needs to, as if checking that you’re really going to work, then hums, pleased, and walks away. 
It’s going to be a long day...  
But hey, look on the bright side, you won’t be doing this forever. 
One day you’ll die. 
Die... The thought echoes in your head for a bit. Die... Die... 
Your gaze falls to the drawer of your desk where the letter from your late great-uncle sits, waiting to be opened. You didn’t know the guy much, the family didn’t really talk about him, and he never came to any gatherings. But he had no kids and, well... No one really. He’d been thrilled when you had expressed interest in enlisting in your early teens. He taught you all the tricks of the trade and then some. 
He was less thrilled when you told him you’d changed your mind. 
It really wasn’t that shocking news. He’d kept talking on and on about pulling some strings, using his connections, but it’s just... not what you wanted anymore. You weren’t a kid anymore and well, you had to be realistic. 
Besides, they didn’t want you to enlist. You’d tried and well... While you passed the physical tests fine and were more than smart enough to work in intelligence or as a bomb tech, your psychological tests were... Less than stellar. Which was difficult to explain to a man who, despite having watched countless of his friends die and witness atrocities you could never fathom, thought that mental illness was a sham created by the youth to get out of doing real work. 
It’s not like you’d caused his heart attack. He was already sick. And all the smoking and drinking from his days on active duty surely didn’t help. He got himself too worked up over something small, and well... His heart just couldn’t take any more of it. 
Speaking of being unable to take anymore... you can hear your supervisor coming back around. You look between your monitor and the desk drawer. Monitor. Drawer. Monitor. Drawer. Monitor. Drawer. Monitor... 
“I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to write you up. Just know this isn’t-” 
“I quit.” 
And, just like that, you grab your few personal belongings and shove past her to the door, manilla envelope clutched in your hand.  
She sputters something behind you, makes a move to grab your wrist. You dodge. 
“You can’t be serious,” she says. “You... You can’t quit now! It’s the busiest time of the year!” 
“I just did... Oh, and Stacy?” 
“Yes?” she asks, almost hopeful. 
“You’re a right bitch. Just wanted to let you know.” 
Her entire face goes red as her cheeks puff out. “You... I... Wh...” 
You leave her there to her aneurysm, walking into the elevator and letting the doors close behind you. 
You lean your head back against the grey wall, resting your weight against the railing. You glance at the envelope in your hand. 
God... Please don’t let this be a mistake.  
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thehappiestgolucky · 2 years
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I like to imagine Team fight god stumbles across Ghost at some point.
Everyone (but Tiso) is like: oh no he could be even more chaotic.
Tiso is just bonding with the child and asking how everyone's been back home, oblivious to the dawning horror of the people behind him.
One of the very rare space-time distortions that links Hallownest and Hisui opens up and Team Fight God finds themselves in it and then just-
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suddenly child
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And then the distortion fades and Ghost is gone - Tiso now gets teased about being dad™️
At least Ghost knows Tiso is ok :)
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mrjeremyman · 1 month
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I love the moonlight jellies event, they’re so nice and it’s just so silly.
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the-unknown-void · 5 months
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I need to like- do another art/doodle dump soon, I've just kinda been holding onto a couple of doodles & wips- but since Stardew seems to be currently supplying my most popular posts- here's just Adrian x Elliott! Furrified.. cuz I'm too lazy to just practice drawing humans more lmao.
But yea, I love these two. They're so silly and practically opposites but still so so sweet <3
In case you don't know- this isn't just like my farmer oc.. this is Adrian Shephard, from Half-Life: Opposing Force. Because- because. 😌 Yea his face ain't pretty, but that's just what happens when you experience a bloody helicopter crash. Also it's only half his face, just that's not the side visible (also a decent chunk of his body is burned too)
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antihibikase-archive · 8 months
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Soon.
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thatcheeseycandle · 3 months
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I think Pendenny would match Taw Valley in fiestyness so it could go either way but Taw is very loud engine
YESSS ANON YOU GET ME
Taw Valley is, very much so in a positive way, fiesty BUT GOODLORD PENDENNIS DOESNT MIND ITAND IT ALSO GIVES HIM A CHANCE TO BE LIKE FULLY HIMSELF IN A WAY AROUND DOTTI
CAUSE YKNOW HE WAS EXPECTED TO BE YKNOW BY THE BOOK AND TRADITIONAL LIKE A GREAT WESTERN
And now that hes in a relationship where like "Oh if shes chaotic, I can be chaotic too!" LIKE YKNOW MATCHING TO EACHOTHER'S ENERGY EUAUFJDHFBF
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leon-swedfinqs · 2 months
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Harvest Omens -- AKA Mari is going insane
I should be doing my school work right now (disregarding the fact that it is almost 2 in the morning as I start writing this), however I have a lot of thoughts in regards to my partner and I's Good Omens Stardew Valley AU -- while I still love and regard my d&d au with my whole entire soul, this is currently our hyperfixation/idea fixation so a lot of the stuff we are doing/thinking about is in regards to this idea in particular and i am vibrating with so many thoughts and ideas that i cannot necessarily easily translate to the page or to a drawing and its driving me NUTS -- If you want to listen to the mad ramblings of frankly an insane individual /j in regards to their stardew valley x good omens crossover au of madness youre welcome to keep reading
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To start, here are some portraits of the two main idiots I made using this portrait maker. It was a ton of fun to translate them into something more tangible to look at -- they do not exactly look like this, however, but this is the closest I could get with the maker so that is what I am working with. The main crux of why this idea came in the first place is because I started playing the stardew valley 1.6 update (which i cant do much of anymore THANKS UNIVERSITY :D) and subsequently playing this new update with the existing Stardew Omens mod, or well, the updated one by @counterklock (hi if you see this sorry for tagging just wanted to credit) which can be found HERE
So what exactly is the deal with these two? What is their place in the overall story???? I will say that there may be some similarities with the existing popular crossover fic "Untitled Stardew Omens Fic", however we generally have been trying to keep things purely original in this instance in order to keep these ideas purely separate. Don't want to step on any toes!!! (both the mod and the other au fic)
Start off with (at least in our writing so far) who I suppose is the main protagonist and who's perspective we get the most of -- Crowley.
Crowley in this story does work for the Joja Corporation, or as it can be interpreted, Hell (not that working for a capitalist organization wasn't already hell to begin with). The corporation wants to expand their business into new untapped markets, one of the most glaring ones being tight-knit rural communities much like Pelican Town. While there is a Joja Mart there, it doesn't earn enough of a profit as they would like. The biggest hurdle in this instance is the loyalty the members of the community have to each other and to their local businesses. This is where Crowley comes in, as he is the key player in their ultimate plan: the Rural Reliance and Trust-Establishment Initiative. What's the main goal? To infiltrate these communities, carefully gain their trust, and slowly dismantle their reliance on more local businesses and encourage them to utilize Joja products instead. In order to fully implement this initiative, they had to do a test run, with Crowley as their guinea pig.
Under the falsely made person as "the grandson of a well-loved community member who has since long past", Crowley is sent to live on a piece of property Joja secretly bought for this project and implement himself as a member of the local community. By acting as a community member and local farmer, he slowly shifts the townsfolks' reliance to be towards Joja products. Crowley, being a city person for practically his entire life, has a lot of reservations about "going up there and making some trouble" in the small rural community -- however, it does not seem that he has much of a choice in the matter.
It's safe to say that Crowley...fumbles his way through this assignment. And as a cherry on top, the assignment so far has been doing the complete opposite of what it was supposed to do. Instead of shifting the townsfolk to start using Joja more often, slowly yet surely this project has been drawing their employee (Crowley) away from them, their products, and their practices, as he gets a taste of life outside of that, and truly sees the extent of their malicious practices outside of a city setting. He struggles to farm at first, making a mess out of his first set of crops and desperately trying to grow at least one batch of flowers (because that is what he really wanted to grow in the first place), and often fails at being a consistent social presence within the community. Overtime, he starts to grow into a farmer that rants and vents to his crops, he develops a mysterious aura as he "becomes linked with the forest" and starts to befriend the local witch, and he finds himself falling head first into a crush on the self-imposed isolated, old-fashioned, overly kind librarian. He's a city kid that finally allows himself to relax, and through this allows himself time for self-reflection and personal growth (you can pry genderfluid!crowley from my cold dead fingers -- you thought this au crowley was cis/ Sike!!! he doesn't know that he is until later so its a surprise for him too)
Meanwhile, Aziraphale has been a member of Pelican Town for as long as anyone could remember. He grew up in this community, this place is truly his home. As a baby/young child, Aziraphale did live with his "mother" (a placement for god essentially), but one day she just...disappeared, and he was considered abandoned/orphaned. The saying "it takes a village" does truly apply to Azi in this case -- he grew up with the members of the community, being parents by nearly all of the adults, and experiencing his childhood with all of the local kids as his family. The community center, library, and local farm were his sanctuary, his true home. As members of the community he grew up in moved away and/or died over time, and the community facilities (such as the CC) slowly became decrepit and broken, Aziraphale started to lose those stable parts of his life. As he lost more and more of his support network, Azi became more isolated, a self-imposed social recluse. He made a home within the library, and isn't seen outside of it for long periods of time since.
He can be found outside every now and then, of course. Twice every season (except for Winter), Azi would go to the bus stop and have a quiet picnic with himself. Grandpa (or "crowley's gramps") was like a father/grandfather-figure to Azi -- he was the one who raised him the most, who taught him and actively took care of him. His death impacted Azi the hardest, as it was his last close personal connection that was finally lost. Having that picnic lets him feel close to the one who truly considered him family. Along with that, once a week in the late evenings (right before the store is to close), Azi can be found in Pierre's buying groceries. More often than not, this trip is on a sunday to allow him to pray to Yoba in the personal chapel. He could also be found, roughly once a month, in Gus's saloon purely because of the fact that the menu has "maki rolls" on the list.
Whether it was truly because he couldn't see that it was half buried in the dark, or the fates decided that these two should properly meet, regardless Crowley ultimately found Aziraphale through a lost book. "Anyone could've returned this book, surely?", "why didn't he even bother to go check to find the book?" -- is what many may be asking. For that, I present the following response: "They're gay and they can do whatever they want"
They're both complete idiots, but they're my idiots. I have thoughts about many of the other characters too and how they fit in this world (anathema -- witch, new -- previous walmart id, works with adventurers guild right now. adam and the Them just casually living in the valley), etc.etc. for other charcters, but I will not get into them now due to time and my own mental sanity. I want to make sure everything fits within the current lore as much as possible, while also not leaving specific people out and making them upset.
I have so much more I could say about this au, but alas I am tired LOL you may either ask or ill expand upon this post later teehee
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