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the-ineffable-dance · 2 months

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Holy Palmers Kiss

Throughout their history together, the romance between Aziraphale and Crowley has mostly been expressed through incredibly subtle ways. It's been centuries (if not millennia) of nothing more obvious than a surreptitious brushing of hands or yearning looks when they think no one is watching. And of course, when they have plenty of deniability.

Good work, Aziraphale... hand on the chest of the Thin Dark Duke, and if anyone asked, you were just making sure that young lady didn't get bumped.

And this is for a very good reason. It quite literally isn't safe for them to be openly romantic with one another, even now. Demons like Hastur and Shax are constantly popping up... Michael and Uriel are always watching... eyes are everywhere.

They have certainly gotten closer to being open in the years that separate the two seasons. Crawley sprawls all over that bookshop like he has a personal vendetta against chairs - removes his glasses as soon as he steps foot inside (which is an incredibly coded action that I would love to take a more in depth look at in the future) - gives up the keys to the Bently... And Aziraphale himself has those longing looks - calls him up to talk enough that Crowley knows his "tones of voice" - and then, we get The Ball.

Technically, The Ball is for Nina and Maggie... or at least that's what Aziraphale says. We get the lovely little moment in the pub where he and Crowley try to come up with the best ways to get humans to fall in love with each other. But the moment Aziraphale mentions Jane Austen having characters dancing with each other and realizing how in love they were, I think at least for him the focus changes to this... THE BALL IS FOR CROWLEY. And once he starts giving away books to make sure the ball will be perfect, there can be no question. The entire idea is a way for him to be able to dance with Crowley.

That's why, for me, the most romantic moment in all of Good Omens, at least from Aziraphale's point of view, is this moment right here.

Vavoom! Sorted! Look at the way Crowley even curls his fingers around Aziraphale's hand! This is peak Aziraphale romance as a fan of Jane Austen.

But he's also a fan of Shakespeare. Even the gloomy ones. And every time I watch this scene, I'm reminded of a different ball from one of the gloomy plays that Crowley would hate and Aziraphale would swoon over. Romeo and Juliet. A fitting parallel to an angel and a demon being in love.

In Romeo and Juliet, at the end of the first act, is another ball. Romeo tries to get Juliet to kiss him, and she turns him down with this...

"For saints have hands that pilgrim's hands do touch/ And palm to palm is holy palmer's kiss"

There's quite the back and forth here between Juliet and her Romeo about hands and lips and such, (and eventually Romeo gets his way) but the parallel for Aziraphale in this exchange is unmistakable. He, as the angel, is the saint (and stand in for Juliet), Crowley his pilgrim. Snogging in public would be absolutely out of the question for our dear prim and proper Aziraphale... but this is a chaste kiss, and one that he is showing the world. A public declaration of his love for Crowley. A Holy Palmer's Kiss.

It's certainly debatable if Crowley would have picked up on it. Like a lot of their coded language there are times when one of them misses what the other is trying to say. But in my opinion, this was not only a public declaration, but his confession to Crowley. This is his "I love you" as much as "I forgive you" is.

Just for fun, here's how Romeo finally gets his kisses (but let's have Crowley stand in for Romeo and Aziraphale for Juliet, shall we?)

Cro. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. (They kiss)

Azi. Then have my lips the sin that they have took.

Cro. Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged. Give me my sin again. (They kiss again)

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siriusleee · 9 months

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Like Blood on Iron | 3

Historical Executioner AU

Summary: The executioner has always been an enigma to you - drawing you in. His sword drawing a line in the dirt as he made his way to the village center, and leaving back to his cottage on the outskirts of town. However, your curiosity can't stop the future your family has planned for you.

Warnings: mentions of blood, family dynamics, semi-forced marriage mention, implied age gap, future smut, future blood and gore.

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: This chapter was getting so hefty I had to cut it in half; the next chapter is so drama filled.

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 4

"Is this the smallest we can get her waist?"

You grimace as the seamstress pulls harder on the corset lacing, your hands trying to find some purchase underneath the boning to keep some breath in you.

"I think," you gasp out, pulling at the neckline where it digs into your chest, "that if we pull any tighter, I'll faint before I can make it down the aisle."

You intended for the words to come out dripping in irritation, sardonic, and cutting, but instead, they come out breathless. Behind you, the seamstress, an old woman who's probably made every dress in town for the past hundred years, chuckles before sticking a pin at the small of your back.

"She is a beautiful girl," the seamstress says through a mouthful of pins, "it doesn't matter how small her waist is - it won't cancel the wedding."

If only . You scowl at yourself in the mirror, skirts billowing out around you. You look ridiculous, your hair haphazardly piled on top of your head, the beginnings of a wedding dress pinned to you. You've been here for hours, stripped and measured, compiled and put back together. The heavy white brocade Mother picked out draped on you this way and that until she and the seamstress found it falling in a way they liked.

Sweat beads and drips down your neck, the hair that's touching you is drenched. Mother comes behind you and wipes at your chest with a cloth.

"Why are you sweating so much?"

"It's hot underneath all of this fabric," you protest, fanning yourself with your hands. "I'm tired, my feet hurt and this is like torture."

Mother studies your face, no doubt seeing the dark circles underneath your eyes. You know she's wondering what you're doing at night - if you had left the night before, but she doesn't say anything, her tongue sticks out just faintly from the corner of her mouth; a sign you know is her trying not to say anything.

The seamstress taps the back of your thigh as she stands, her back cracking from the struggle.

"Here you can sit on this stool. Careful - I don't need you sticking yourself and getting blood everywhere."

You lower yourself, knees aching from the scrapes and bruises you'd gotten the night before. You'd seen the way the seamstress and Mother looked at them when you had to strip down, saw the way their eyes cut to each other, and the way they bit their tongue. But you'd gotten them scampering across the new ship Uncle Henry had talked about. It had sailed into the port three days ago unexpectedly. Uncle Henry had been sick, Father said tense from his spot standing behind a dinner table; they'd needed to come back quickly for medical treatment. Maggie and Lily had offered to go see him, to take something to make him feel better but Mother had cut them off.

The entire conversation had been odd to you - the way Mother had cut off Lily and Maggie's kindness so quickly, the way Father had gone right when he left the house that night, whispering that he was going to check on Uncle Henry when the doctor's house is left. You'd spent two nights in the house, watching for Ghost's figure to appear at the end of the street, a tell-tale sign that he was open to some conversation for the night. Last night you'd gotten tired of waiting to see Ghost and tired of trying to eavesdrop on a conversation between Mother and Father that never seemed to be coming.

Once night had laid across the village, dark and muffled, you'd pulled a pair of father's old paints and a worn-out tunic from underneath your bed - you'd smuggled them both with the pretense of stitching up a hole for Father. It'd been easier to leave since Mother's ultimatum - Lily had been moved into Maggie's room and no one questioned your coming and going. But you knew if anyone caught you in men's clothing, the questions would be too much. So you'd dressed quickly and shoved your hair down the back of the tunic to try to hide its length and crept down the trellis.

You'd expected it to be difficult, to creep onto the ship. But it had been empty, all the usual night watch lanterns extinguished as it rolled lazily in the bay waves. You didn't know much about ships, you'd never paid attention to Father and Uncle's ship talks like Maggie, but you could see the differences Uncle had been talking about. This one was much smaller and sleeker than the ships that were usually docked there. Creeping on had been easier too - it was nearly abandoned.

You'd been hoping to overhear some drunken conversation, something that could give a hint to what was really going on with Uncle Henry, but no one was there. You'd tripped across a coiled rope, hidden in the deep shadows, and laid there, waiting for someone to hear and come shouting. But no one came. So you'd crept back home with more questions than answers.

And this morning Father was gone, absent from his usual place of breakfast. In your whole life, you could only count on the days he was gone at sea for him to be absent from breakfast and once he'd started having enough people to sail in his place and could stay home, he'd never missed breakfast. Before you could snoop anymore, Mother had swept you out of the house and to the seamstress.

While you sit, the seamstress runs a measuring tape down your arms, around your wrist, and elbows. She wraps it gently around your neck - each measurement committed to her memory, iron even in her old age. Finally, after running it down your spine and adding another needle, the sharp metal cold as it touches your skin, she tells you to stand up. Her fingers pull each piece of pinned fabric deftly off of you, the pin's edges barely scraping your skin as she strips you layer by layer until you're nearly naked again.

Mother hands you your dress - a simple blue one made to easily come off for the seamstress, and you slip it over your head, fingers working at the laces at the front to tie it back together. You're almost finished tying when the church bell tolls, but it's not the hour. The three of you freeze, counting the out-of-time tolls.

One.

Two.

Three.

You hold your breath, waiting to see if it will toll again. Three tolls mean an emergency at the port but -

Four .

- means a council meeting, an emergency execution. Execution without trial. Mother's hands rest on the door, and before the fourth toll is dissipated in the air, she pushes the door open and rushes out, leaving you in her wake. You thank the seamstress quickly and rush out after Mother. She's running, skirts bunched in her hands - something you've never seen her do. Even in the most tense moments, she's always walked calmly, a believer that overreaction can only make situations worse. The sight of her running towards the house twists something inside of you, and you take off after her, tripping slightly over the rough edge of your skirt, your hair whipping you in the face.

You slam into the front door of your house, as it swings shut behind Mother - it sends a shockwave through your wrists. Inside it's a frenzy, the dining room looks as if it's exploded. You can just see Maggie holding Lily as men, men you recognize as members of the council scream across the table at each other, Father's booming voice - a voice you only remember hearing like this yelling at sailors who did something dangerous and once at you when he caught you trying to sneak onto his ships - shouts over all of them. But you can't make out what he's saying as you push through their bodies, reaching for Maggie and Lily across the war being waged across the dining table.

Maggie pushes Lily to you; you grab her wrist and pull her out of the room, Maggie following closely behind. You shove Lily towards the steps, yelling at her to go upstairs. Her skirts sweep the stairs as she runs; you turn your attention to Maggie, her face so pale she looks ill.

"What is happening?" You ask Maggie, pulling her in towards the wall, far enough away from the dining room that the two of you can't be seen by the council but close enough to hear them.

"I don't know. They were all in the yard arguing with Father and when the bell tolled they all came in yelling at each other I don't-"

She's cut off by a roar from Father, finally louder than all the other men in the room.

"You will not come into my house and threaten me!"

You can never remember a time when your father yelled like that in your life. Not when he caught you smuggled away on one of his ships, not when Maggie pushed you from the second story down the stairs, not when you refused a marriage over and over.

"Come on, we need to go upstairs," Maggie says, voice hoarse as she pushes you towards the staircase. You trip up it, falling up the stairs with Maggie until the two of you are crouched down at the top, peering down at the men in the front. For a moment, you flashback to the two of you being little, laying on your bellies to hear the conversations you were banished from.

Mother pushes past the two of you, not stopping to chastise the two of you for laying down at the top of the stairs. Her skirts fill the stairs as she rushes down; the men push out of the dining room and into the foyer.

"He is my brother, and if you think I will condemn him to that bastard's sword you are wrong!"

"Bastard's sword?" Maggie whispers, shooting a look to you that you can't decipher. She goes to open her mouth again, but she's cut off by the front door slamming shut, and the tell-tale sound of Father's boots on the bottom of the stairs. Maggie's hands are on your back pushing you into your bedroom. The door shut behind the two of you before Father's steps breach the top of the stairs.

Maggie whirls to you as the door shuts - eyes wide.

"Uncle Henry is being executed?"

"No," your voice stumbles, thinking of the sword in Ghost's hand, swinging down on Uncle Henry; Uncle Henry who used to pick you up swing you around, Uncle Henry who used to tell you you'd make a wonderful sailor.

"Why would he be being executed?" Your voice shakes in the stillness of the room while you cross the room and push open the window. "What could he have done that could warrant an execution?"

"It has to do with that ship," Maggie says, pacing around the room like a trapped cat.

"It was empty last night," you admit, watching the men as they file out of your house, sweat beading off of them.

"What do you mean empty?"

"I," you pull back in the window as one of the men looks up at you, "I heard Mother and Father talking strangely about Uncle Henry and I was bored. Anyway, I snuck out to the ship last night and no one was there."

"There had to have been someone there." Maggie contests, hands wringing together.

"No - it was like a ghost ship."

You sink onto the bed, skin erupting in a clammy sweat. The house is silent - more silent than you've ever heard it before.

"You need to ask your friend not to do it."

A sliver of ice runs through your stomach and you freeze, hands pausing where they were picking at a loose thread in your skirt. You wait for just a pause too long before answering, your guilt bleeding through the cracks in the conversation.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

When your eyes meet Maggie's, hers are sharp - sticking you to the bed so that you can't move.

"I've seen you," she explains, "at night. You think no one can see you because it's dark outside, that no one is looking. But I am."

You rise, eyes never leaving hers, hands gripping the bedpost. Maggie's back is board straight, her hands folded nicely in front of her like she's not speaking about a secret that could ruin your life.

"Why haven't you said anything yet?" You're breathless, mind already whirring to what you'll do when Mother and Father find out.

"I haven't needed to yet."

The unspoken words cut through the undercurrent: but I will when I need to .

"I can't change anything. He won't listen to me about this."

"He's our uncle ," Maggie pleads with you, crossing the room in two strides. "We have to try something."

A horrible thought flashes across your mind.

"What could Uncle Henry have done to deserve this?" You wonder out loud. You know, by the way, Maggie looks into your eyes that she's thinking the same thing. Neither of you speaks out loud the horrible thought that he might deserve it.

Father left when the other council members did, and hadn't come home yet. Mother didn't tell any of you to go to bed that night, and you, Lily, and Maggie sat in front of the fireplace as the sunset. You wait until the street is empty before standing; Maggie keeps her attention on the fireplace, watching the way the fire pours across the logs. But Lily snaps to you.

"Where are you going?"

You ignore her as you tie your hair back.

She repeats herself, this time half standing from the chair she'd sat in for hours, but Maggie reaches over to her and presses on her shoulder to force her to sit down.

"I'll be back later Lily. You need to go to bed. It's late."

"I don't want to go to bed, I want-", her voice rises in pitch until Maggie cuts her off.

"Stop Lily. She's right - you need to go to bed."

But Lily doesn't listen. She follows you to the front door where you shrug on your cloak, a heavier one pulled out of the closet for the chill that's started cutting through the nights you spend with Ghost.

You leave her at the door before she can ask you another question.

The way to Ghost's is empty, but you can hear people talking around each corner - no doubt gossiping at the news of Uncle Henry's execution and what he could have done. No one but rapists and thieves had been executed in a long while; it turned your stomach to think of Uncle Henry committing such crimes.

The dirt path to his house is cut up, fresh dirt turned over from horses coming back and forth all day. You think of Father coming out here today; did he beg Ghost for Uncle Henry's life?

That's the thought that sits with you when you rap on Ghost's door. He opens it before you can knock twice, his body filling the doorframe.

The words die in your throat. The skin around his eyes is sunken, the circles so dark they look black. He's slumped against the doorframe; you can only imagine the exhaustion he feels.

"If you are here to beg for his life you're wasting your breath. Your father already tried. It's done."

His voice is rough, ragged - like he's been yelling and arguing. And facing the pack of men who had been in your house today, he probably has been.

"I-I had been coming here to do that."

Ghost levels a look at you, one you've come to know means he's studying you, trying to think of the words to say back to you. But he doesn't say anything, just pushes himself away from the doorframe and walks back towards the inside. He leaves the door wide open for you, a silent invitation to come in.

So you follow him inside. It's warm, almost too warm, and small. The table sits in the middle of the room, with a fireplace on one side and a small kitchen on the other. There's a door in the back corner, his boots propped beside it. You look down at him and almost smile at the sight of his bare feet on the wooden floor.

Ghost collapses into one of the chairs surrounding the table, a glass of something dark brown in front of him. You don't hesitate to sit across from him.

"You have to at least tell me what the charges are," you start, pulling the tie of your cloak around your neck, trying to get rid of the feeling of it choking you. "My mother and father refuse to say. They're scared that if they say what the charges are then they have to admit they're true."

Ghost studies the contents of his glass carefully, fingers tracing the rims. You don't want to push him; you've had enough late-night walks with him to know that if you do he'll leave. But your knee bounces all the same. When he finally speaks, the words are slow, measured.

"Your Uncle got caught by one of the King's ships. They needed supplies, so they boarded your Uncle's ship and when they searched it they found people below deck. Mostly women. Your Uncle intended to take these women to some of our neighbors, and sell them off as slaves."

Your heart quickens - leaning forward you press your hands down on the table, it wobbles beneath you.

"You're lying to me."

"Ask your father about that."

It's like a bolt of lighting runs through you, the implications of his words. Ghost swirls his glass lazily - tired and you wonder if he's wanting you to go away so that he can drink it.

"My father would know nothing about this." You know your father isn't perfect, but you can't imagine that he would know anything about Uncle Henry using slave ships.

"And that's why he came here earlier to beg for me to make sure that your Uncle doesn't say anything about your father?" His voice is cutting as he pushes himself away from the table, glass in hand. He turns away from you and you watch as he pulls his mask down just enough to take a drink.

"My father-"

"Knew what your Uncle was doing and doesn't want to be put to death by my hands because that would bring even more shame on your family; it would ruin you and your sister's weddings."

The mask is askew when he turns back, the edge of a jagged scar on his right cheek peeks at you from the edge of the black fabric. Ghost doesn't speak to you as he pulls the curtain back from the window in his kitchen, eyes scanning the edge of the woods.

"You need to go home. No doubt some member of the council will be here again; the last thing your family wants is for you to be caught here with me."

"Ghost I-"

"Go. Home."

For the first time since you'd first caught him staring at you on the beach, a shiver of fear runs down your spine at the roughness in Ghost's voice, at the sharpness in his eyes. He notices the way you tense, the way you pull yourself back in your chair away from him, and his gaze softens.

"I'm sorry I can't help you. But you need to go home."

He waits for you to move, his fingers poised on the front door, ready to open it for you. On weak knees, you push yourself up; you refuse to look at him as you pass, not wanting him to see the way your eyes water as you walk past. He pushes the door open for you; you feel his warmth as he steps closer to you as you walk through the threshold.

Your foot hits the ground when Ghost calls your name lightly. You half turn towards him, enough to see the way his hands grip the door frame and you imagine the wood groaning beneath them.

"Yes, Ghost?"

You hear the sharp staccato of him swallowing once.

"Don't watch tomorrow if you don't have to."

He doesn't wait for you to reply before he lets the door swing shut in your face.

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siobhans-world · 2 months

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It's been quiet on the art front for me, because I'm giving fanfiction a go and I'm enjoying myself 😁

I have uploaded the third chapter of my first Good Omens Human AU today to AO3: Telling tall tales.

Summary:

A lonely Aziraphale agrees to help his best friend Maggie appear 'straight' in front of her family, by pretending to date her. But things get complicated when he sees everything he’s ever wanted. He falls for her family and a certain beautiful redheaded cousin.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53848096/chapters/136294060

I'm thinking, I'm hoping to create some fan art that goes with it in future, but I'll probably wait until we reach the cute parts 🥰

Who knows? I'm having fun anyway

#ineffable husbands #crowley #aziracrow #aziraphale #gomens #ineffable spouses #good omens #aziraphale x crowley #good omens fanfiction #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #maggie good omens #nina and maggie #good omens fanart

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kuri-crocus · 3 months

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Results: Good Omens season 3 wish polls

I collected some wishes I've seen fans have for season 3 and made polls out of it. Thanks to everyone for voting diligently! Making the (33!) polls, reading comments were a lot of fun to me! Here is my summary of the results. The bold answer is the most voted one. We will wait and see if some wishes come true ... As soon as season 3 is out I plan to come back for a check! I leave it to future me to make what actually happens in season 3 italic!

Prepare for a long post under the cut!

1. Do you want Aziraphale to perform the apology dance (in present day)? -765 votes-

52.5% Yes

31.6% No

15.8 % Neutral

2. Do you want Aziraphale and Crowley to end up mortal? -1046 votes-

87.7% No

9.8% Neutral

2.5% Yes

3. Do you want that Aziraphale saves Crowley at some point in season 3? -598 votes-

78.4% Yes

1.1% Neutral

4.5% No

4. Do you like God to narrate season 3 again? -529 votes-

50.3% Yes

35% Neutral

14.7% No

5. Do you like the Ineffable husbands to take custody of a (human) child? -553 votes-

54.4% No

26.9% Neutral

18.6% Yes

6. Do you want Crowley's angel name to be revealed? -1729 votes-

48.7% No

26.2% Yes

25.1% Neutral

7. What do you prefer to be Crowley's initial situation at the beginning of season 3? -432 votes-

77.3% Crowley is on his own

12.7% new leader of hell

7.2% something else. (I've read him beeing on vaction or hanging out with Nina, Maggie and Muriel)

2.8% works for hell again

8. Who makes the first step for a second kiss? -877 votes-

64.4% initiated by Aziraphale

30.9% initiated by both

2.5% no more kissing

2.2% initiated by Crowley

9. More of Angel!Crowley (without fall story) -406 votes-

51.5% Yes

26.1% Neutral

22.4% No

10. Where should the final scence with Aziraphale and Crowley take place? -527 votes-

77.4% South Down Cottage

7% The Ritz

5.1 % The Bookshop

3.4% St. James Park

3.2% Alpha Centauri

3.2 % Another location (rooftop was mentioned at least twice)

0.6% The Bentley

11. Should Aziraphale's diary have a bigger part in the plot? -307 votes-

53.1% Yes

34.2% Neutral

12.7% No

12. Would you like to see a conversation between Crowley and God? -602 votes-

49.3% Yes

27.6% No

23.1% Neutral

13. Would you like to see new angel and demon characters in season 3? -260 votes-

47.3% Yes

38.1% Neutral

14.6% No

14. Would you like it if there are more Angel x Demon couples? -359 votes-

44% Yes

28.4% Neutral

27.6% No

15. Would you like to see Crowley with long hair (present day)? -910 votes-

77% Yes

12.7% Neutral

10.2% No

16. Would you like to see Aziraphale with a beard? -359 votes-

49% No

32.6% Yes

18.4% Neutral

17. Would you like to have cameos of David's and/or Michael's family members? -318 votes-

39% Yes

34% Neutral

27% No

18. Should the historical scenes have a bigger or rather small part in the plot? -275 votes-

38.2% Neutral/anything is ok

37.1% Bigger/more like season 2

24.7% Rather small/more like season 1

19. Do you want to see the story of the great war and the fall? -287 votes-

69% Yes

17.8% No

13.2% Neutral

20. Do you want Saraquel to be an ally to Aziraphale and Crowley? -408 votes -

53.9% Yes

40.2% Neutral

5.9% No

21. Are you ready for 1941 Part 3? -713 votes-

80.8% Yes! All good things come in threes!

9.7% No, I don't need this scence to continue

9.5% Neutral

22. What is your opinion on the Ineffable Wives? -595 votes-

64.7 % Give me Fem!Azi and Fem!Crowley

25% Neutral

10.3% I don't want female presenting Azi and Crowley

23. More Bildad the Shuhite? -788 votes-

45.9% Yes

28.8% Neutral

25.3% No

24. Aziraphale takes off Crowley's sun glasses? -203 votes-

80.3% Yes

11.8% Neutral

7.9% No

25. Would you like it if Aziraphale calls Crowley "my demon" -291 votes-

43.6% Yes

30.9% No

25.4% Neutral

26. Muriel should be... -135 votes-

52.6% more prominent as in s2

43.7% as prominent as in s2

3% less prominent as in s2

0.7 % not appearing at all

27. In season 3 Muriel will wear... -151 votes-

90.1% a new earth outfit

5.3% the clothes they wear in heaven

4.6% the inspector constable costume

28. Do you want Muriel to take over the bookshop permanently? -153 votes-

51% No

30.7% Neutral

18.3% Yes

29. More wall slamming in season 3? -190 votes-

62.6% Yes AND Aziraphale also slamming Crowley against a wall

25.3% Yes! Slam that angel against the wall!

6.3% Neutral

5.8% No more wall slamming

30. Would you like to see Aziraphale with purple eyes? -547 votes-

39.7% No

34.4% Yes

26% Neutral

31. Would you like it if Crowley calls Aziraphale "my angel"? -310 votes-

83.2% Yes

10.3% Neutral

6.5% No

32. I'd like Anathema Device and Newt Pulsifer to... -182 votes-

30.8% Every option is fine by me

29.7% only have a cameo

28.6% appear again

11% not appear at all

33. Would you like it if Aziraphale calls Crowley "Anthony"? -408 votes-

38.7% No

31.1% Neutral

30.1% Yes

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dimension20pcbracket · 3 months

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round 1 statistics

hi, gamers! while we wait for the round 2 polls to close, here are some interesting stats and tidbits from round 1 that I noticed :)

total votes: added up, the 52 polls in round 1 had a total of 28,221 votes. holy shit!

largest percentage of votes: sometimes the polls were tight, and other times they were... not. the top 5 most decisive winners were:

Fig Faeth (93.6%)

Kingston Brown (93.2%)

Sofia Lee (90.3%)

Chirp Featherfowl (89.7%)

Pete Conlan (88.8%)

the thinnest margin of victory to eke out a win went to Rue, who beat Amethar Rocks with a slender 52.2% of votes. notably, Rue kept up the trend in round 2, with their even slimmer 50.2% defeat of Gerard of Greenleigh, so it will be interesting to see if they're able to keep clinging on through round 3.

polls with the most votes: some polls really got you fired up, and brought Dimension 20 fans running in droves to vote for their faves...

Lapin Cadbury v Pinocchio with an unparalleled 1,636 votes

Squak Airavis v Kristen Applebees (838 votes)

Sam Nightingale v Colin Provolone (818 votes)

Katja Cleaver v Prince Andhera (767 votes)

Kingston Brown v Gangie Green (718 votes)

... while other polls had less fanfare. polls with the least votes:

Tuti IV v Maggie (347 votes)

Vicar Ian Prescott v Bob (388 votes)

Saccharina Frostwhip v Megan Mirror // Twyla v Marcid the Typhoon (392 votes each)

Bean v Amangeaux Epicée du Peche (409 votes)

Sunny Biscotto v Binx Choppley (416 votes)

it may not surprise anyone to know that it looks like none of the winners of these least-voted-on polls will be advancing to round 3; it seems the passion isn't there for these particular PCs :/

winning PCs with the most individual votes:

Lapin Cadbury (851 votes)

Kingston Brown (669 votes)

Fig Faeth (573 votes)

Evan Kelmp (509 votes)

Kristen Applebees (487 votes)

winning PCs with the least individual votes:

Maggie (255 votes)

Bob (260 votes)

Sam Black (269 votes)

Cody Walsh (274 votes)

Gunnie Miggles-Rashbax (285)

evidently, individual votes accrued in round 1 aren't a great basis for predicting future success - Kelmp was the fourth most-voted for PC in round 1 but won't be making it to round3, and Gunnie was the fifth least-voted for character in round 1 but on track to head into round 3 by a pretty decent margin.

campaign stats:

the most to least successful campaigns, by % of characters that won their round 1 polls:

Fantasy High: 100% (6/6)

Misfits and Magic: 100% (4/4)

A Starstruck Odyssey: 83.3% (5/6)

A Court of Fey and Flowers: 83.3% (5/6)

The Unsleeping City: 77.8% (7/9)

A Crown of Candy: 75% (6/8)*

The Seven: 66.7% (4/6)

Neverafter: 66.7% (4/6)

Mentopolis: 66.7% (4/6)

Burrow's End: 66.7% (4/6)

Coffin Run: 25% (1/4)

Dungeons and Drag Queens: 25% (1/4)

The Ravening War: 20% (1/5)

Escape from the Bloodkeep: 16.7% (1/6)

Pirates of Leviathan: 16.7% (1/6)

Tiny Heist: 0% (0/6)

Mice and Murder: 0% (0/6)

Shriek Week: 0% (0/4)

*ACOC: while Amethar was passes on to round 2 to compete against Pinocchio, he did lose his initial poll against Rue. if we included Amethar as a winner, ACOC would have a considerably higher 87.5% success rate, making it the third most successful campaign overall.

it's definitely interesting to see how the success of various campaigns has changed over round 2! Fantasy High stays strong, while the MisMag crew has been wiped out, and several campaigns have lost all of their remaining PCs. it'll be exciting to see how the numbers look when all of the final votes for round 2 are in.

thank you all so much for playing along with this bracket! I hope you're all still having fun and are getting hype for round three :)

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tio-trile · 8 months

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Obligatory sorry if you're fed up with GO2 asks!

I'm a new fan of the show (like, a few weeks after season 2 came out a friend lent me their Prime acc to binge watch everything) and haven't read the book at all but!

It's like in S1 Crowley and Aziraphale exist in the world and in S2 the world exists for them kind of,, in S1 the point of view shifted almost constantly and at the end the plotlines converged together in a cathartic moment for all of our beloved characters, but in S2 it's just,, present Aziracrow and past Aziracrow,, which is fine, I liked that they showcased the way they were and are with each other but it would've been better if there were less of these moments.

Talking about these, I saw that a lot of people on Tumblr were excited to see Crowley as an angel and it could've been good but. I don't get why Aziraphale HAD to be here, or more like HAD to interact with him and remember/recognize him later, and I'm not really thrilled about the fact that Crowley is implied to be someone important! It just feels like Crowley and Aziraphale aren't equals anymore ; Crowley Always Knows Best he admittedly was someone pretty important in heaven before and he feels more Holier Than Thou than the literal angel he's with?? I get that he Fell so he already knows for sure that Heaven is corrupt but,, I don't know, I feel like Aziraphale lost agency and just Can't Do Anything Right anymore! (And Crowley Can't Do Anything Wrong anymore either??)

I found the flashbacks for ineffable bureaucracy quite adorable but it was all too sudden! It feels the Gabriel mystery just wasn't progressing at all during the season and at the last minute, ta-dahh here's an exposition dumb on what happened, no build-up for the now canon pairing. Not a big fan of amnesia in general but even less when the amnesic character just gets everything back for a dramatic reveal scene, maybe I would have felt like things actually happened in this season if Gabriel was slowly able to access some memories. We could have had the build-up of him and Beelzebub planning on escaping together in the flashbacks! (And I mean, I get that there was the fly and the song but,, It didn't really affect Gabriel/Jim so it doesn't feel,,, enough?)

I was completely indifferent to Maggie and Nina. Also could've worked better as a separate POV from Aziracrow. I just didn't get enough scenes to care for them or feel any chemistry. Nina was already in a relationship, and Maggie was just crushing on her. They didn't really get together at the end but they're involved enough in the idea of them getting together in the future to give Crowley love advice and for Maggie to wait for Nina. I just don't really get it? If the goal was Maggie and Nina getting together, then they needed more time and scenes. If the goal was that they would not get together because Aziraphale and Crowley were trying to force them to be, then why saying that they "only needed a little push," that Maggie is "willing to wait for Nina," why both give love advice to a guy they barely know when they barely know each other too?

Anyways, I really liked the show (and am still eager for a potential S3)! But I feel like Neil Gaiman's writing is missing a similar style to Terry's (though obviously I wouldn't know what his writing is like since I. Haven't read the book nor other books from this/both of these actually authors), and important reoccurring characters besides Aziraphale and Crowley.

Yes, I agree with a lot of your points! And it's very interesting for me to hear that we share a lot of the same opinions although coming from different places -- being an older book fan and being a newer show-only fan. "S1 Crowley and Aziraphale exist in the world and in S2 the world exists for them" is exactly right, and similar to what I complained about not liking them "being the main characters". And I completely agree with that even if we see Angel!Crowley, Aziraphale doesn't have to be there, and also not liking that Crowley was somebody important before. And yeah, I've said it before but the Gabriel mystery and even the Nina/Maggie romance have potential, but ends up falling flat. Thank you for the ask! Apology accepted.

#apology accepted because HO BOY THIS WAS A LONG ASK haha #How could you make me READ /jk jk #ask #long post #good omens season 2 #gos2 spoilers #good omens critical #anonymous

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nibblette · 2 months

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And here is my top 10 TRC fics Part 2

6. There’s no place like my room.

This is a heartstring tugger. This takes place after the events of Greywaren but before the epilogue. Ronan has terrible dreams of an elderly and dying Adam and brings back Alzheimer’s disease drugs and medical equipment from his dreams. Adam is approached by the feds to join their new dreamer & dream protection. I love that Ronan has to go back to 300 Fox Way. Adam and Declan interact with each other. There’s a happy ending. Part of the ending is inspired by some Pynch fan-art from another artist.

7. In One Piece by creativefiend19

An apparently unfinished Fic but I thought it ended well enough. Another BDSM/kink fic, surprise, surprise. This one has great sex scenes that even have companion art works!

This is mostly Adam’s POV. Adam is still freaked out about the demon using him to choke Ronan. Ronan comforts him by sharing his kinky fantasies. Adam starts to wrap his mind around Ronan’s need for kink and subbing. There is a wealth of sex scenes. Adam thinks up a delightful Valentine’s Day gift for Ronan- sneaking into Aglionby’s Latin classroom to fulfill Ronan’s fantasy to have sex with Adam there. The story continues. The author makes good use of the canon “forsan er haec olim….” quote. Ronan is totally Ronan and makes a list of scenes he wants to do in Latin, lol. The fic goes on to flesh out the pre-Call Down the Hawk Pynch relationship exceedingly well. Highly recommend! The accompanying artwork by sneaky_git are fabulous as well!

8. Home to Me by Parakeats (the main story of the Time Travel AU) https://archiveofourown.org/series/1983088

This fic is so great but it’s unfinished 😭 I love it so much and I wish the author would finish it. Or at least give a synopsis of the ending. It’s an awesome story about a future, older AU Adam being sent back in time to the canon story because Cabeswater needs him. He lives in a slightly different dimension where he is married to Ronan, and his “sacrifice” was to the Greywaren himself, not Cabeswater (which is still in the future AU). Niall is still alive but sort of a villain. Younger, canon Adam is sent to the future AU with older long haired, in control of his power Ronan, but something is wrong with Matthew in this timeline.

This fic has an absolutely sexy and amazing AU of the AU companion smut Fic about younger Ronan coming on to older!Adam! older!Adam takes charge of the encounter and blows young!Ronan’s mind. Ooooo!

9. Another Lil_Redhead post Greywaren fic- ( though it’s an AU). This fic imagines a post-Greywaren-climax where Hennessy wasn’t able to grab all the little bits of Adam spirit from the sweetmetal sea and the lost part was Adam’s romantic love for Ronan. Adam goes back to Harvard quickly but Ronan is devastated. Ronan stays in Boston with Declan (and to be close-ish to Adam). Adam puts together the hints that he and Ronan were lovers, not just best friends. He finds his secret stash of Ronan porn on his phone and falls in lust and love again. This is another tear jerker but with a happy ending.

#the raven cycle #trc #ronan lynch #adam parrish #the dreamer trilogy #pynch

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 8 months

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Hold on, anon. Someone will get you a explanation (maybe future me) but for now have mine of random ones because I am tired, so sorry if I miss anything/if these aren’t the best explanations

Teddy!verse: Jason’s a single dad after someone close to him dies, leaving behind her son, Teddy. Jason takes in Teddy who’s a fan of Reader. The boy very much chose his mother. Reader is a voice actress who runs her own podcast company. Her ex is a jerk, that used to work with Reader. Jay and Reader end up together and expand the family. She’s very much a mama bear.

rabies!verse: Werewolf Reader, who helps Bruce, triggers something in Jason and he just suddenly gets “baby rabies”

Thirst Trap Thursdays: Ari just write thirst on Thursday sometimes.

BFF!reader: Bruce’s BFF gets pregnant and the dad isn’t really the best so Bruce steps up. Little Dick is also here. Said BFF eventually gives birth to a little baby girl named Emma.

hotmess!Jason: This verse is dead, so don’t request anything from it. Jason and Roy are stupid and upset Reader. That’s all you need to know honestly.

apprentice!reader: Reader is John Constantine’s daughter and he’s forced to take her in and he trains her. She shows up in place of him one day for some magic issue Bruce is having and Jason’s also there and ends up falling in love with her.

Internet friend!reader: Tim and Reader are online friends and are a popular duo honestly. They fall in love at some point and start dating. Don’t remember if that was before or after they met up irl. I think before?

softdom!Diana: What it says on the tin.

sugarbaby!Jason: Jason is Reader’s sugarbaby. He’s a pianist, she has a thing for artists. He gets nice things and so does she, they’re both less lonely, it’s good for both of them.

cowboy!Jason: Reader runs a farm after her dad passed and looks after her three younger sisters. Jason’s supposed to just be laying low after some trouble with Black Mask and passing through. After Reader gets a lift from him and lets him stay in the barn she ends up capturing his heart and vice versa though which makes things so much harder.

AI!reader: Reader dies and Tim tries to recreate her as an AI to cope because he’s Tim. But the AI and Reader are different in some many ways and he’s not very happy about that either.

teacher!Jason: Reader is a single mother and a college student, Jason’s her professor. Sometimes she brings her daughter, Lena to class. Jason doesn’t mind and she’s thankful for that. Jason’s also kind of into Reader.

werewolf!Jason: Reader and Jason both get taken and experimented on. Both of them get turned into werewolves. Reader used to be a kindergarten teacher in Chicago. Also both of them are now connected to each other for werewolf instinct reasons and keeping each other company during capture.

handyman!Jason: Jason leaves behind Gotham and the vigilante lifestyle. Instead fixing up random things in a specific area, including Reader’s Aunt Maggie. Maggie’s tries to set them up and succeeds quickly honestly.

circus!Reader: Dick’s childhood friend that comes to visit occasionally. They grew up in different circuses. They’re currently on a road trip together.

-signed, that one person who’s read most of Ari’s verses completely and occasionally re-reads some

Blessings on your house.

I hope you find the perfect pair of jeans in your exact size. On clearance.

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my-mt-heart · 6 months

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The Shipbaiting Is Not Okay...

It doesn’t matter that Isabelle is a nun. It doesn’t matter that Daryl’s feelings aren’t confirmed, and it doesn’t matter that they ultimately won’t get together. The baiting, the relentless effort to make the audience think that they will, is the most heavy-handed we’ve ever seen and that in itself disrespects Daryl, a character who "falls in love forever," who represents unconventional masculinity, whose fanbase thrived on the vulnerability, loyalty, and unconditional love he showed Carol over 11 seasons.

Whereas Angela Kang’s juxtapositions between Caryl and Daryl/Leah demonstrated Daryl's devotion to Carol, preparing us for eventual canon, the drama behind the scenes last year makes it highly unlikely Zabel wrote le spinoff with Caryl endgame in mind, at least not until much further down the line if at all. Yes, there are a few allusions to Carol in the first half of S1, but they seem shoehorned in or left open to interpretation. I fear that’s because, until Melissa signed on for S2, AMC and Zabel felt compelled to tease an alternative endgame just in case “cool dude doing cool things in cool places” wasn’t a strong enough motivation to watch. The problem is, aside from turning Daryl into the conventional hero he isn’t, they’re just recycling key elements of Caryl's relationship.

In the jarring bath scene for example, Isabelle and Daryl see each other’s scars, lending credence to an observation Isabelle makes later that they were both “broken until the world ended.” Well, that’s Carol and Daryl in a nutshell. The abuse they both suffered before the ZA helped them relate to each other, see straight through the misconceptions others had of them, and raise each other up to become the most loyal, most loving, and fiercest survivors of the flagship show. Fans clocked their soulmatism early on, rooting for their romantically-coded interactions during their search for Sophia to blossom into a full-blown relationship. Since the hope for a child's future also lays the groundwork for Daryl’s and Isabelle’s bond, it seems like AMC was hoping the similarities would evoke the same emotional response from viewers. Maybe they were hoping fresh eyes would see the same potential for Daryl and Isabelle that we saw in Caryl while long time viewers would get lost in the nostalgia of it all.

In any case, it doesn't work. It can't because as great as Clemence’s performance is, she and Norman don't have McReedus' chemistry. Daryl’s and Isabelle’s relationship hasn't had anywhere near the same amount of time to grow into what people love about Daryl and Carol. Female characters aren't interchangeable. People weren't fooled when Maggie adopted Carol's fashion sense in the pilot of yet another male-driven spinoff, and people aren't fooled now.

From the scenes I've watched and what many fans have been saying, some of Isabelle's behavior comes off as emotionally manipulative, especially when she accuses Daryl of abandoning Laurent the way his abusive father abandoned him. It’s an absolutely ridiculous line because Daryl is not like his father. Carol and TF showed him that. Daryl also just met this kid. Caring about him and wanting to keep him safe are honorable, but that doesn't obligate him to stay. The scene is unsettling, and when you consider Daryl's history, it makes the shipbaiting even more questionable.

I know some think it sets up the opportunity for Isabelle to take a darker turn in S2 much like Leah did in S11. Like I said, there's a clear juxtaposition between Daryl telling Isabelle that France doesn't feel like the place he's supposed to be and him telling Carol he does know where he's supposed to be. We know Norman and Nicotero are more than familiar with that arc, so if they wanted to, they could give us the missing payoff through Isabelle (sans having to sit through a canon relationship between her and Daryl first). The problem is, we also know Norman hated that arc and I can’t imagine he’d want to repeat it. What’s worse is that Zabel's comments about a potential romance between Daryl and Isabelle don't address the toxicity of some of their interactions, which makes me worried he's not even aware of what he's writing.

I’m not saying Caryl fans won’t get what they want. Now that we know Carol is back and Melissa has just as much input on her story as Norman has had on Daryl's, there's more reason to hope for S2 to be good. Daryl and Carol could, and should, go canon and I could go back to celebrating my favorite characters with deep analyses, minisodes, and whatever else I did to try to spread joy (I barely remember anymore. I was so young a year and a half ago).

In the meantime, especially because of S1’s gimmicky ending, I reserve the right to be angry and skeptical. The backlash following le spinoff’s announcement last April should’ve told AMC loud and clear what we want to watch and what we don't want to watch. They had so many chances to earn back our trust—revert to the original premise, revise Daryl’s arc, remove the shipbaiting, tease a Caryl romance, give Carol’s first appearance more substance, SOMETHING—but they were more concerned about saving face, and now their audience for S2 has a lot to think about.

What was the significance of Daryl's growth in the flagship if the spinoff was going to regress him to the person he was in the early seasons? What am I supposed to make of his most intimate scenes with Carol if he can be placed in (poorly nuanced) intimate situations with a stranger? What am I supposed to feel when Carol presumably does everything in her power to find Daryl, and he’s conflicted about where he belongs?

Daryl and Carol said they loved each other in TWD’s series finale. Neither of those characters ever throw those words around, so when they say it, we know it isn't just a simple declaration. It's a promise that should keep Daryl grounded during his misadventure in France, yet the spinoff never explicitly addresses it. They want to keep Daryl's feelings ambiguous so they can build unnecessary tension. It's frustrating. After having their worst fears exploited for years, Caryl fans deserve a story that fulfills their deepest desires. They—and Melissa herself—deserve peace from the cyber bullying AMC, Zabel, and co. perpetuate the longer they deny representation of an earned relationship between a man and woman both over fifty. Caryl fans are supposed to be resilient, but S1 overall is a pretty low blow. I just want to look forward to S2 without feeling like I'm getting jerked around.

#Caryl #caryl spinoff #carol peletier #melissa mcbride #darylneedscarol #the book of carol #twd caryl

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lilyginnyblackv2 · 9 months

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Thoughts on Good Omens 2: QPRs, Communication, & Queer Ideology

I’m feeling I need to bring back that post on how people in queerplatonic relationships can kiss each other. They can have romantic and sexual aspects to their relationship as well. The thing that makes it queerplatonic is that those elements aren’t the central focus of their relationship. Unlike how romantic relationships often portray romantic and sexual aspects as this all encompassing want and need and something necessary for the romantic relationship to exist and be sustained.

In Good Omens 2, I never once got the sense that Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship and bond with each other was being portrayed in that all encompassing necessary way (for romance and sex) like a romantic couple. Instead, the depiction of them felt very much so like a queerplatonic relationship throughout, even including Episode 6, the ending, and the kiss.

The framing of the kiss wasn’t even romantic to me, but more so desperate. A desperate attempt to connect, to keep Aziraphale there with him. A theme of Season 2 is the lack of clear communication. We see this with everything: Nina and Maggie, Heaven and Hell (both with each other and internally), and with Crowley and Aziraphale. Even when you are in a queerplatonic relationship, discussing your feelings, boundaries, and other related things are all important. We see that Crowley and Aziraphale lacked that, like Nina and Maggie point out.

This largely stems from the fact that neither one of them is human. They understand humans more than other demons and angels do, for sure. But they, themselves, still aren’t human. Love, in a general sense, is something that angels and demons seem to just generally not experience or understand. They can learn about it and get a feeling or sense for it (like what we see happen with Gabriel and Beelzebub), but it’s still different from the human experience.

We see Crowley trying to recreate this here at the end of Season 2. A desperate “VAVOOM!” moment, but it didn’t work. Just like it didn’t work with Nina and Maggie either (not in quite the way he had thought it would, anyway). I’m queer and aroace. When I watched this season of Good Omens, I felt that the portrayal of Crowley and Aziraphale’s relationship was even more queer and queerplatonic than in S1.

I didn’t get a sense of romance from their interactions - I got a sense of intimacy, familiarness, and dependability. The kiss at the end didn’t make or break any of that for me. Though, I can understand why other aspec fans may feel differently. Kisses, especially in media and especially ones on the lips, are still so tightly connected to the depiction of purely romantic and/or sexual feelings and attraction. So I can see how it can cause possible discomfort and/or disappointment. But that wasn’t my experience with that moment or with the handling of their relationship in this season.

That’s just my experience though.

I do also think that the theme of lack of communication within their relationship also tied in nicely with the disconnect between their two ways of handling “the system” they are both a part of (Heaven and Hell). Crowley is largely of the queer ideology that in order to fix the system you have to stand outside of it, while Aziraphale is of the assimilative perspective that the system can be fixed within or by working with it and its boundaries, rules, etc. They both had moments where they took part in the others ideology, but they still tend to stick to these frameworks for themselves, even until the end of this season.

I would not be surprised in the least if a future Season 3 were to properly explore those frameworks along with the issue of lack of communication, which would result in Crowley and Aziraphale finally talking properly, figuring out all of these very human based things like feelings, emotions, boundaries, expectations, limits, and just what their relationship is to them.

Though, as I’ve stated, it still feels extremely queerplatonic to me. But that’s just me.

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aziraphales-library · 3 months

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Hi there, hope you are doing well!

I was wondering if you knew of any fics, preferably explicit but not necessarily, that feature Crowley in drag? I’ve found a lot of she/her or otherwise fem!Crowley fics, but very few that broach the subject of cross-dressing/drag as a male-identifying entity.

Apologies for the weirdly specific request. Thank you so much for all y’all do by the way, this blog is an absolute gem!

Hello. I can't find loads, unfortunately. But here are a couple with Crowley in drag and a couple with Aziraphale in drag...

from tonight, I know that you're the only one by wowgaypeople (T)

Aziraphale, new to SoHo, goes to the wrong door of a gay club. Crowley is on the other side of that door. Antics ensue.

The Stylings of Madam Glena by altsernative (T)

It's 1977, eight years after Aziraphale said "You got too fast for me," and Crowley hasn't seen him since. In Aziraphale's absence, Crowley helps set up the Sundown Club, a gay bar in Soho. He tells himself--and downstairs--that it's building a space for "workers of inequity," although he finds comfort in the community. He's settled into a quiet routine of drinking at the bar every week until a beautiful drag queen captures his attention. Crowley feels unexpected things. It's weird. And where is Aziraphale?

Angel, Please by GhostOfCallisto (M)

Crowley and Aziraphale are both regular old humans who met under human circumstances. Crowley is a part of a struggling band called Hellish Rebuke with the demon crew, Aziraphale is a former drag queen named Angel Fell attempting to be a professional dancer. Maggie and Nina are best friends with Crowley and big fans of his band.

Love in a Family Dose by Fledglinger, thewalrus_said (G)

Crowley thumped his head against the door and thought a quick, sarcastic prayer at a God who had never, not once, had his back. “Aziraphale,” he said, trying for patience. “Open this door.” “Go away!” his husband shrieked. “You can’t see me like this!” “I’ve seen you every way imaginable,” Crowley said, trying the knob again. “Whatever state you’re in can’t be much worse. Newt! Get this door open!” “Sorry, Miss Azi,” he heard their housekeeper mumble, and then something heavy was moved away from the door and it swung open to reveal Newt, pale face flushed and pale hair disheveled. Crowley pushed past him into the room as Aziraphale shrieked again and disappeared behind his dressing screen.

Dust Shalt Thou Eat by ARealPip, Nix Laurel (E)

After the world doesn't end, Crowley and Aziraphale get a room at the Ritz and start working out what it means for them to be together. They can swap bodies and touch each other's souls, but their bodies interact with the world very differently from each other. Crowley's body is cursed by God, and he can't taste food. And Aziraphale, like all angels, doesn't experience sexual arousal. Now that they are together, they can expand each other's horizons. But relationships, even magical ones, are delicate and complicated, and being able to hear your partner's thoughts doesn't mean that you will agree on everything. Two magical lovers find ways to heal each other, to escape their past, and to protect Earth from all those bastards in Heaven and Hell.

Saving Eden by Aspiring_Eccentric (E)

Crowley had left Eden fully expecting death in one form or another. But what if he didn’t have to die? What would happen if he made it out of this? Trials and paperwork and news articles. His life would be ripped apart and exposed, ugly and raw to the world. But maybe it needed to happen if he wanted any chance at building a future. He’d tried running before, first burying what he was, and then who. And each time it had only led to worse things, to this. This fucking, suffocating mess that left him at the mercy of a merciless man.... Both Anthony Crowley and Ezra Fell feel stuck. Their lives have fallen into patterns they feel they have little control over, Crowley’s is controlled by a manipulative boss, and Ezra’s by his passive acceptance that he should be grateful for what he has. When the two lives cross, there are instant sparks. But will Crowley’s secrecy about his past, and his current situation, push Ezra away? A meet-cute that changed into a midlife crisis. A midlife crisis that changed into a lifelong devotion. Sometimes, persisting to exist is its own act of revolution.

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #drag queens #drag queen crowley #drag queen aziraphale #human au #mod d

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imslowlydisintegrating · 3 months

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take a step into the diner...

welcome to evvy’s diner! here you will find tasty morsels and sweet tea ᵔᴗᵔ

my name is evvy (full name evangeline) but i love nicknames of all variety, and do be aware i am a minor! i'm sapphic, asexual, genderfluid and use they/he/she pronouns.

^ pronouns page linked above

the owner is...

scatterbrained & forgetful - he might forget to answer when you ask something

open to being tapped on the shoulder for a little game

searching for the artists & writers & musicians of the world

get to know the owner!

favorite shows/movies: adventure time, arcane, scott pilgrim takes off, spider-verse(s), bullet train, jurassic park/world franchise, blue eye samurai - she's generally a big film enjoyer ❤

now playing on our screens: static.

favorite books: ace of spades (faridah àbíké-íyímídé; stand alone), sakamoto days (yuto suzuki; manga series), the watchmaker of filigree street/the lost future of pepperharrow (natasha pulley; novel duology) - they don't have a lot of favorites, but they do love books ❤

now reading: the raven cycle - maggie stiefvater

favorite music artists: javi vera, caleb von, the oral cigarettes, nova twins, sarah and the safe word, jhariah, rina sawayama, dominic fike, kali uchis, sir chloe, pinkshift, sate, rabbitology, sofia isella, hozier, paramore, marina, janelle monáe, towa bird, declan mckenna, skindred, turant fu, memi, allison russell, solene, justin nech, mitski, ginger root- can you tell how gay he is yet? ❤

evvy’s radio stations: tyme & taji ishida, save me soft late night showers, the eridani nebula series (nephn, xicen, rari & neno)

hobbies: painting/drawing, writing, reading, learning geography, listening to music, playing drums, watching movies - she's quite the homebody, eh? ❤

assholes and bigots have no place in this diner! we're here for a nice meal and live music, not a debate ✧

the owner stands with Palestine and believes in a peaceful solution and end to the genocide of Palestinians. the owner also believes in the safety of Jewish, Muslim, and Arabic people worldwide who are suffering from the actions of Israel and Hamas.

it can be hard to find your way around the diner! follow these signs and soon you'll be navigating like a pro ❤

#evvy is typing - sometimes they like to share their writing; here's where you can find it

#evvy speaks - if he does answer your ask or join your game, you can find it here!

#evvy still uses wired headphones - she likes to talk about music, just follow the sign and you'll be there soon

#evvy talks to the void - they talk about everything and nothing sometimes, things that don't fit in the other tags, to themself or the void - or maybe you, if you're lucky

#evvy engages in media consumption - he doesn't only ever talk about music or writing - you can find whatever else he talks about here!

#rene arcenoux - a lovely person that comes through here every once in the while - they shares a striking resemblance to the evvy you know; it is strange they can shoot webs from her wrist, though... (my spidersona)

#innocent sin - he has an unoffical band with their dear friends @bassguitarinablackt-shirt @literatureisdying + @gently-decaying-flowers; sometimes you can hear them playing if you find your way over here

the frequenters

below are some lovely people who often frequent the diner, or you can find evvy in spaces of their own!

@literatureisdying(#attie 🎶), @gently-decaying-flowers (#prince 👑), @littlebookworm69 (#cami 🐛), @gregbradmanliestman (#wren 🪶), @luvrli (#sun-li ☀️), @shadow-of-tea-and-tea (#teamaker 🫖), @lordcatwich (#finn 🐈), @bassguitarinablackt-shirt (#asher 🎸), @holdmyteaplease (#tea ☕️), @mint-mayonnaise (#anvi 🌝), @xoxolvve (#x 📸), @buffporcupine (#helena 🦔), @finleyforevermore (#finley 🥝), @iwouldkickahorse (#innocent sin’s no. 1 fan), @rapidlydecayingcorpse (#decay 🪦), @beomgyutruther (#taro ☂️), @annotated-catastrophe (#ann ⭐️), @catinasink (#cat 🌸), @hyperfixatingdumdum (#queenie 🐝), @talesfromtheunknowable (#anuli 🌿), @thetruearchmagos (archie 🗺️), @edenexxe (#ed 🧿)

some of the finest patrons you could ever find ❤

the WIPS

evvy doesn't have many projects, but when she does have one, she's very passionate about it

made of our own storms (#mooos)

the premise: so the world kinda ends in 2023 and takes everyone by surprise because i don't think it was supposed to do that. but basically like a bunch of absolutely horrible natural disasters happen globally and the population is obliterated and the story takes place 100 years later and follows a group of mentally ill, sad, gay teens over the course of like two decades but i'm obsessed with it and i love my blorbos so freakin much content warnings: gore, death, violence, self-harm, sui ideation, swearing, depictions of panic attacks, descriptions of dissociation related tags: mooos, art o'cahan, arun nidhi, cy segal, daya da silva, azi tyali, domi larieux morais, naia zorita

way down on the river (#wdotr)

the premise: in a steam-punky world very similar to ours, a group of serial killers cross paths on the traveling steamboats of the new orlean’s bayous, used as an efficient form of transportation. on the week long trip to the port of cairo, illinois these killers all decide to attempt the murder of each other. some fail, and some succeed. all they know is it’s easier to kill someone when there isn’t a detective on board (cough cough HERCULE FUCKIN POIROT) content warnings: gore, graphic depictions of violence, depictions of panic attacks, blood, death related tags: wdotr, anastasia marie, cheli malviya, sam malviya, zexi malviya, malviya triplets, akachi moriai, moriai toyoko, the brides, ruhi arana, don nekvasilová, ash vanich

thank you for reading this far, customer! hope your belly is full and your tea is cold, and you enjoy your visit to evvy’s diner

#intro post #pinned post #evvy is typing #evvy talks to the void #evvy speaks #evvy still uses wired headphones #innocent sin #evvy engages in media consumption

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DEFINE ME | Neymar Jr x Oc [3]

Summary: Famous Singer and Actress, Gabriella Hamill, travels to Qatar after being invited on live television by her favorite player, Lionel Messi. Despite the invitation, Ella tries to avoid the cameras and hide in plain side, wanting to enjoy the games without the chaos that comes with being in Public places and it all seems to be going well until she meets Neymar Jr. in this bad boy meets good girl story, the definition of good and bad is lost between the lines and redefined by the past and future.

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Chapter 3: insomniac by definition

Chapter summary: Gabriella starts realizing that perhaps neymar has more power over her than she thought.

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Gabriella was taking small bites from her croissant while scrolling through twitter. The fans were already talking about Neymar following her. Maggie was sitting across from her, talking about him following her was a disaster. She said that doing nothing would be best, everyone would just assume he followed her because of Messi. A part of her felt bad for not following him back but she knew there would be no coming back from that and by the time she had hit the follow bottom everyone would suspect she was in Qatar.

“Remind me what we have to do for the day?” she asked Maggie, not taking her eyes off her phone.

“We are on vacation; we don’t really have anything to do.”

“No games?”

“Brazil game is tomorrow.” Said Maggie eating a spoonful of the fresh cake she had bought. She glanced at Gabriella with a warning look. Gabriella smiled.

“Oh, don’t look at me like that.”

Maggie swallowed her food and crossed her arms, laying back on her chair. “I have a feeling I will regret everything about this trip when we get home.”

“We are not going home, we are going to Greece, remember?”

“Oh I remember! Do you remember? Because I can already imagine you packing for brazil!”

Gabriella laughed “I don’t even like him! He’s an entitled prick! Last thing I need in my life is to get mixed up with his shit.”

“Yes, because bad boys are totally not your type.”

Gabriella let down her phone and looked at Maggie with complain in her eyes “low blow!”

Maggie smiled and got up, picking up her dirty plates and glass. “4 years is a long time out of the game Gabriella” She walked to Gabriella’s side, looking down at her “I said it before and I’ll say it again. Be careful.”

Maggie left for the kitchen and Gabriella looked back at her screen, Neymar’s picture glowed in it. Then a text appeared on the top of the screen, it was from Leo and it wrote “los chicos quieren volver a verte. ¿Te importa si los llevo antes del entrenamiento?.” She had to google the translation just to be sure that he was asking if the kids and Antonella could stay with her while he was training. In other circumstances she would have thought twice before saying yes but she couldn’t even leave the house and she had nothing better to do so she agreed.

BRAZIL’S BASE – QATAR

Neymar was already finished with his morning training, he was sitting, wet after the shower, on the edge of his bed. His eyes were glued on his phone waiting for Gabriella to follow him back. He was nervous. He quickly opened his contacts and called his friend.

“Ola Messi. Commo estas?”

“Estoy bien. Voy a entrenar. ¿Por qué?”

Neymar hesitated; did he really want to bother his friend with this before his training. He felt like a teenage boy, getting caught writing notes for the girl on the front desk. He asked if he was going to see Gabriella, and Messi told him about his plan to leave the kids with her while he was training.

“¿Por qué ?”

“los chicos la adoraban. Quieren jugar con ella y Antonella quiere compañía.”

Of course, the kids had loved her, Neymar didn’t need to struggle to understand why they did. But now he had no good reason to see her and he couldn’t just drop off at her house. He didn’t understand why he liked being ‘bullied’ by her so much but he did, it was a quite challenge to get to know her.

“Neymar?” asked Messi from the other line, distracting him from his thoughts.

“Lo siento.” He said quickly apologizing.

“Neymar… ¿te gusta la actriz?” teased Messi, asking him the exact same thing Neymar had asked when he first saw Messi with Gabriella. He laughed and shook his head.

“No, creo que es irritante.” It wasn’t a complete lie; she was a bit annoying and entitled most times but he knew Messi would never really believe his words.

GABRIELLA’S RENTED APARTMENT

Maggie left the house about an hour after the kids arrived, she wasn’t a huge fan of their screaming. Gabriella played a lot of board games with them until they were too tired to go on and she put a movie on for them to watch, while she conversed with Antonella.

“don't get me wrong they are wonderful women- most of them at least but I spend with them every single day… Because of the games and the trips, it's always the same group. Sometimes you need different company. So, I am very happy you came and we met.”

The two of them sat on the balcony, drinking a glass of wine while they spoke.

“Please the pleasure is all mine.”

“Did you know I was a huge fan? When Messi told me about Graham Norton’s surprise, I was the one that pushed him to do it.”

“He told me and I am very grateful because meeting your Husband was very important for me.” She took a sip from her wine “He reminds me a lot of my father. I know its weird-“

“It’s not weird!” he reassured her reaching for her hand. Gabriella appreciated it and she smiled back at her.

“We’d watch his games together; my father would yell his name like he was a god.” Gabriella laughed, remembering.

“How did they die?” Asked Antonella, frowning her eyebrows. Gabriella’s eyes darkened; she knew she must have scared Antonella because she started apologizing but Gabriella shook her head to calm her down.

“No! Don’t worry, it’s fine, it was a long time ago. A car crash.”

Antonella sighed; Gabriella could see the pity in them but she didn’t mind as much because at least it was earnest. It was true. “How old were you?”

She hesitated, looked down “eight. I think it’s the worst age. You understand everything and nothing.”

“I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have asked- lets change the subject.” Antonella tapped her hands on the table, while Gabriella drank her entire drink all at ones. She nodded at the idea of changing the subject but just seconds later she regretted it. “Neymar was asking about you.”

She almost chocked on her wine, struggling to swallow what her friend had said. She hated that whatever was going on between her and Neymar had gone this far. Antonella patted her on the back while she coughed trying to breathe. “I didn’t think you’d care this much.” Antonella laughed and Gabriella raised her head “I don’t. I Absolutely don’t.”

“Sure.” Antonella smiled “well he was trying to see if you were gonna come by the house tonight again. He wanted to see you.”

“Why? All I’ve done is being rude to him- “

“I think he knows it’s a defense mechanism.” She smiled.

“It’s not and don’t tell him that it is because it will only encourage him!”

“Oh honey if Ney sets his eye on someone, he does not need encouragement.” She said, drinking her wine. Gabriella scoffed, looking at the view from her balcony, the people walking on the street.

“It’s not the right time.”

“Why not. You’re both single.”

She laughed at that “I’m not sure I’m ready to deal with someone like Neymar. You’re right maybe it is a defense mechanism because I know that it won’t be just a one-night stand with him… I’ll want more.”

“Is that such a bad thing?”

“My last relationship left me a little broken, I’m still picking up pieces. And a bad boy is not the right medicine.”

“Can I tell you a secret? I’ve known Neymar for 10 years and more. He’s not what the media is making him up to be… he’s a softie really. And if he only wanted a one-night stand, he wouldn’t be asking about you or following you- yes, I know about that too.”

“You really think me and him could be a thing?”

Antonella simply shrugged her shoulders and smiled. It was the answer Gabriella feared the most.

After the kids and her left the rest of the afternoon went by very quickly. She and Maggie watched a couple of movies and discussed about random things, avoiding the elephant in the room. When it was time for bed, she couldn’t sleep. She had thing heavy pain in her chest, caused by her anxiety. It was the possibility of her being into a guy again. For now, it was simply sexual, she barely knew so it couldn’t be anything more but it was different with him. In the last three years she hadn’t gotten into anything unless she was sure that she had the upper hand and with him she didn’t. He made her feel things she didn’t want to feel, like he would be able to make her do anything if she let him. Most of all he would be able to break her and she wasn’t prepared for that.

She got up from her bed and put on her usual black hoodie. She dressed in all black again and wore her white shoes. She wasn’t going to be able to sleep so she did what she always did when she was being tortured by her insomnia and she took a walk. Maybe not the smartest idea considering she was in a country she didn’t know but the neighborhood seemed safe enough. She only walked a few miles until she found herself outside of the Brazilian base. There was security all around and she knew that if she stayed too long, they would force her to leave. She stood still for a few minutes, looking at the flags hanging from the windows and imagining that Neymar was in one of them, wide awake or fast asleep. Perhaps she could text him, see what he was up to. Or She could reveal who she was and tell security to let her in- she was contemplating all these things and more when his whispers reached her ear, the wind getting warmer.

“Look whose here” he said, his lips barely touching her skin. Despite the jump scare, she didn’t react too crazy, maybe it was because his aura was captivating. All her fears were being confirmed just by a simple whisper. She didn’t turn to look at him, she kept her eyes on the flags.

“How did you know it was me?”

She regretted her question because he answered the same way that he had spoken to her before. A whisper in her eyes, lips stroking her ear, her heartbeat rising. “You got white paint on your sweater.” As he said it, he placed his hand on the right side of her back. Amazing how even over all the fabrics, his touch still had an influence on her heartbeat. “Wanna come upstairs?”

“No.” she answered quickly.

“Wanna go grab a drink?”

“Absolutely not”

“Then what are you doing here?” she tilted her head; she could finally see him. He also had hid his face covered by his hoodie. She shook her head.

“I was just taking a walk. The house is very close.”

“I know. You were the one that didn’t believe me.” He smiled “how about we continue this walk together?”

She turned her entire body to look at him, his hand moved from her back to her hip. She pushed it off her and looked in his eyes. “You’re really confident, has anyone every told you that?”

“Is that supposed to be an insult?”

“I’m not gonna sleep with you Neymar.”

Neymar laughed and looked at her in shock. He raised up his hands in defeat “wow. Straight to the point I see.”

“I think you’re an asshole in and out of the field.” She crossed her arms and he nodded.

“noted.” He answered. Gabriella felt like she was being examined by the way he was staring in her eyes “Now how about that walk? Just so you can confirm whether that’s true or not.” He raised his hands again, smiling “promise I wont be naughty.” He made a step forward, pushing a loose strand of her behind her ear and under her hoodie. His fingers touching the red skin on her cheek “unless you want me to.”

“I’m fine” she answered quickly and slapped his hand off her. “I’m only agreeing to this because I know you’ll follow me anyway.” She said and turned to continue walking. Neymar followed right behind her, smiling.

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percahliaweek · 10 months

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FAQ

What tag should I use?

#percahliaweek should work nicely - you can @ us @percahliaweek so we can reblog your contribution on the corresponding day.

Will you be doing anything on Twitter/other social media?

We considered it! However, as other social media sites have proven unreliable (especially lately), we'll be hosting the event only on Tumblr. However, you're welcome to post your work wherever you like!

Can I do _ for the event?

Yes. Yep. Seriously, so long as it focuses on Perc'ahlia (and is appropriately tagged to avoid spoiling people), you can do it. Cosplay, inspired recipes, beadwork, podfic, go wild! Well, with the caveat that no hateful content will be permitted - don't use a joyous event to rain on someone else's parade or promote hatespeech, alright?

Is NSFW content allowed?

Given the ship in question and just how canonically horny they are for eachother - yes! However, we request that you tag this content as #nsfw and use the appropriate content filter on it. If posting in the Discord server, keep it to the 18+ chat. Be mindful of potential minors in fandom space + people browsing content in public.

I want to participate but haven't watched Campaign 1!

We welcome fans of The Legend of Vox Machina with open arms. As a result, it's requested that campaign fans do their best to avoid spoiling show fans for anything beyond what Season 2 has shown (Umbrasyl's defeat). That means late Campaign 1, the oneshots and any mention of them in other campaigns should be tagged as #cr1 spoilers (using just this tag for simplicity). Show fans, if you want to remain unspoiled, I recommend you block this on Tumblr and mute spoilery channels in the server.

Is there an AO3 collection for the fanfics?

One can definitely be set up closer to the start date!

Does my submission have to fit one of the prompts?

That would be ideal, yes! Anything freeform should be posted on Day 7 for Free/Random prompts. But fitting the prompt can be very loose - maybe you just use the word as a motif, or you take it in an entirely unexpected direction. We want to encourage creativity and fun more than anything else.

I don't know what to do for the Free/Random day!

We have a few recommendations (we are unaffiliated with the websites linked): Random page of the Encyclopedia Exandria Random word generator OTP prompt generator AU generator

Ghost’s Spell prompts [roll 2d20?]

Wild Magic Surge table

Life events table

If you've made prompt lists and would not mind them being featured here, reach out!

How did you choose the prompts?

Prompts were chosen over a day or two while talking with friends - they were intended to be open-ended enough to allow flexibility while also touching on key elements of the ship! Some obvious ones (ex: courage, heart, that sort of thing) were left out so that, hopefully, they could be included next year. If there's enough interest, future prompts could be chosen via fan poll.

Will this be an annual event?

We sure hope so! Hence optimistically keeping back some prompt ideas for the future. Let's see how this goes ;3

Why late September?

On September 29th, 2016, the Critical Role episode 'Passed Through Fire' aired, which features an iconic Perc'ahlia moment (no spoilers for show fans!). Following Burr's poll on which scene is most iconic for the pairing, we decided to have the week celebrate the anniversary of that episode.

So why did you announce this so early?

Because Maggie has been a gremlin about the idea since April. Also, most fans in this space are adults with jobs and responsibilities - allowing more time to create without a rush benefits everyone.

A Discord server?

We have set up a little server for this event on Discord, mostly to hang out with other Perc'ahlia fans and motivate eachother to work on our respective projects. The current link is HERE - let us know if it's not working!

Who is hosting this?

At the moment the users running this blog are @burr-ell and @blorbologist! If the event expands beyond our abilities, we will look into taking on other users to help out - you'll know if we need a hand <333

Any more questions? Feel free to send in an ask and we'll do our best to answer in a timely manner!

#percahliaweek #percahliaweek23

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