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craig manning + touch aversion
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Vespin Chloras released the Betrayer Gods from their prison because he wanted to eliminate evil from the world and inadvertently started the Calamity.
I DO think that Bells Hells should overnight in Nicodranas, especially if they do manage to grab Ryn and put her statuesque self into their portable hole. It'll be totally fun. Do it to indulge me specifically.
Just hop over with Caleb and Beau to Yussa's tower (don't call ahead, natch) and ask Jester to fix Ryn. Fjord is there just for the opportunity to drink tea and eat cookies without expecting to really contribute anything else but most importantly to be Jester's beautiful arm candy. Jester has to ask Fjord to go out to buy her a diamond and some pastries, or maybe inevitably she does not have it prepared today, sorry, come visit them at home tomorrow, she'll fix your friend then.
Obviously the party wants to buy healing potions and maybe other supplies, so they get sent to Brenatto's Better Self where they have to give Veth money for stuff. She convinces them to buy some of the homeopathic oils and scents that Yeza made lately, maybe even some really weird stuff. Congratulations to Veth on becoming an unhinged shopkeeper.
The table is shocked to learn that there are inns in Nicodranas that aren't the Lavish Chateau.
The animal is fucked up
Regarding Tarnished pronouncing Mohg name wrongly. I don't think Mohg will be mad the first time. In fact he would use it as an opportunity to set up a few of a very private study sessions with the Tarnished to teach them how to properly pronounce his name. Very private study sessions...After all the best way to learn something new is with direct contact
Hooooooo... Maybe he would correct them the first few times, but then after, he would teach them in a more... physical way. Every time they mispronounce it, his clawed hand would deliver a firm smack against their rear end; and if they keep going, surely doing it on purpose by now, he'd have to take them somewhere more... private.~
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Monster/Magical Girl Drawtober Day 11!
I made my selfinsert & Doppel >:3
The Doppel of Anxiety. Her head pounding, crystals burst forth and ink spills from their holes, becoming a mindless zombie from the pain. She lashes out at anyone who comes near whether they mean to hurt or help.
Little Things
A Good Omens fic
Rated: T | AO3 Link | 1367 words | Beta’d by @kaeos_tennyo on twitter and @astraadastra
AO3 tags: Sharing a Bed, Realization, Took a couple thousand years but he got it in the end
It was the little things — it was always the little things.
When created in a vast space of nothing, nothing to look at and hardly anything to touch, the little things were treasured. When you lived for thousands of years and have seen all manner of human activity, the little things helped create the memories that Aziraphale carried at all times.
A new little thing was looking up out of the kitchen window and seeing Crowley hunched over the flower beds in the back garden, surrounded by colors that stood out against the wardrobe of black. Aziraphale expected wings to come out to protect Crowley from the sun, but they never came. Not like Crowley could get burned anyway.
Aziraphale knew that Crowley talked to the plants, but in the past, he didn’t speak with kindness. But now, on the nice days when Aziraphale had the window opened, he could hear the hushed conversation with the flora. Muttered words of encouragement, astonishment on a good grow, and sometimes, little conversations of day-to-day life or a story from one of their adventures centuries ago.
Story on AO3
Yanno what’s a swell OT3 to think about?
Aymeric/WoL/Estinien
