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I'm Famine, currently female in form, and with my little girl, Lydia. I also have wings at the moment which is interesting. ((Ask and art blog for Famine (Dr Raven Sable) from Good Omens. Please don't be offended by anything he says. He's Famine. I do not own the character, but drawings will be mine. CURRENTLY FEMALE FOR THE WHO KNOWS HOW LONG BECAUSE OF MAGIC ANON. Also, all my in character text posts are open RPs if anyone wants to respond~~))

[dr-raven-sable]

It’s Lydia on Mommy’s account!!!!! hi everyone!!! eat lots of sweets today!!!!!! don’t listen to anything she says okay!!!!!! I love you all!!!!!!!!!!

[dr-raven-sable]

scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker:

My personal health warden made me take Christmas off, so I’m preparing a lot of things ahead, because I’m terrified of what might happen on that important day with me not being in the office…

Christmas off, hm? Are you allowed to celebrate a little girl’s birthday, or is that bad for your health~?

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

I am very much encouraged to celebrate birthdays on Christmas… as long as I don’t overdo it on the cake…

[dr-raven-sable]

Heh, what about the other foods?

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

I’m not supposed to fall pray to gluttony, naturally.

I do believe however, that if my girlfriend happened to cook too much, because she expected mroe people to come to dinner, or because she’s bad at cooking for only 3 people, it would not be right to let any food go to waste…

[dr-raven-sable]

Absolutely. Starving children in Africa and all that - we wouldn’t want to waste food. It’s ungrateful and wasteful.

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

I mean… considering it’s your job to starve those children you coooooould rearrange things and give them our food… but… You’re probably not gonna do that, aren’t you, love?

[dr-raven-sable]

Nope. Not a chance.

[dr-raven-sable]

scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker:

My personal health warden made me take Christmas off, so I’m preparing a lot of things ahead, because I’m terrified of what might happen on that important day with me not being in the office…

Christmas off, hm? Are you allowed to celebrate a little girl’s birthday, or is that bad for your health~?

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

I am very much encouraged to celebrate birthdays on Christmas… as long as I don’t overdo it on the cake…

[dr-raven-sable]

Heh, what about the other foods?

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

I’m not supposed to fall pray to gluttony, naturally.

I do believe however, that if my girlfriend happened to cook too much, because she expected mroe people to come to dinner, or because she’s bad at cooking for only 3 people, it would not be right to let any food go to waste…

[dr-raven-sable]

Absolutely. Starving children in Africa and all that - we wouldn't want to waste food. It's ungrateful and wasteful.

[dr-raven-sable]

scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker:

My personal health warden made me take Christmas off, so I’m preparing a lot of things ahead, because I’m terrified of what might happen on that important day with me not being in the office…

Christmas off, hm? Are you allowed to celebrate a little girl’s birthday, or is that bad for your health~?

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

I am very much encouraged to celebrate birthdays on Christmas… as long as I don’t overdo it on the cake…

[dr-raven-sable]

Heh, what about the other foods?

[dr-raven-sable]

scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker:

My personal health warden made me take Christmas off, so I’m preparing a lot of things ahead, because I’m terrified of what might happen on that important day with me not being in the office…

Christmas off, hm? Are you allowed to celebrate a little girl's birthday, or is that bad for your health~?

[dr-raven-sable]

*offers apologetic cookies for the absence*

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

*brings tea along and noms some cookies*

[dr-raven-sable]

*nibbles cookies* I would say happy hanukkah but I’m a bit late, so… happy almost-Lydia’s-birthday?

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

Don’t worry sweetheart. I figured you’d be busy in preparations of the Holidays what with Halloween, Thanksgiving in America and Supermarkets everywhere being stuffed to the roof with Christmas sweets and treats.

I mean Heaven’s pretty busy too.

[dr-raven-sable]

Isn't it always... what a wonderful time of year, hm? Don't get a break...

[dr-raven-sable]

*offers apologetic cookies for the absence*

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

*brings tea along and noms some cookies*

[dr-raven-sable]

*nibbles cookies* I would say happy hanukkah but I'm a bit late, so... happy almost-Lydia's-birthday?

[dr-raven-sable]

*offers apologetic cookies for the absence*

[dr-raven-sable]

We are proper parents, silly…

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

Well yes, you certainly are, but I’m still… just the second dad in her life…

[dr-raven-sable]

She loves all her parental figures equally and views all of them as a parent of sorts. She’s had so many, after all…

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

True, true… I just don’t want to disappoint her… or her mother.

[dr-raven-sable]

You won’t, sweetie. You never would.

[dr-raven-sable]

We are proper parents, silly…

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

Well yes, you certainly are, but I’m still… just the second dad in her life…

[dr-raven-sable]

She loves all her parental figures equally and views all of them as a parent of sorts. She’s had so many, after all...

[dr-raven-sable]

We are proper parents, silly...

[dr-raven-sable]

scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker:

…. well I was talking about the geographical location of my workplace… not the metaphorical place in my heart where you dwell… 

There’s always bacon in your heart~ I mean, it clogs your arteries, so…

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

… I don’t think I’ve eaten enough bacon to clog up my arteries yet…  And Raphael keeps a close eye on me, so I should be good…

What else’s on the sandwich?

[dr-raven-sable]

Um… butter… and more bacon…

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

It would be mighty rude to steal my girlfriend’s food… so… I’ll finish my work for today.

Shall I bring something for dinner? Or would you like to go out?

[dr-raven-sable]

Well, I mean, I kind of just ate...

... bring something~?

[dr-raven-sable]

scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker:

…. well I was talking about the geographical location of my workplace… not the metaphorical place in my heart where you dwell… 

There’s always bacon in your heart~ I mean, it clogs your arteries, so…

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

… I don’t think I’ve eaten enough bacon to clog up my arteries yet…  And Raphael keeps a close eye on me, so I should be good…

What else’s on the sandwich?

[dr-raven-sable]

Um... butter... and more bacon...

[dr-raven-sable]

scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker:

…. well I was talking about the geographical location of my workplace… not the metaphorical place in my heart where you dwell… 

There’s always bacon in your heart~ I mean, it clogs your arteries, so...

[robinsoul]

Long story short some microwavable bacon last night turned my into a superhero, I broke my phone and gave my roommate three static shocks in a row, fear me and don’t let me near your phones

[semiramis-audron]

Congrats, you discovered the secret behind Met’s angelic powers…

[robinsoul]

Microwavable bacon?

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

Stop spreading rumours about top secret heavenly intel….

There is no bacon in Heaven

You have seen nothing

Carry on!

[dr-raven-sable]

There’s bacon in my sandwich

[dr-raven-sable]

Stick your thumb in Metatron's belly button, grab his underbelly with your fingers and lead him to the fridge!

Metatron’s belly button is a dark and terrifying place. And hairy. I don’t want to go there.

[dr-raven-sable]

It's Friday, 5 minutes before eight o'clock in the evening. There's a knock at your door.

Raven finished strapping on her high-heels and strutted through the house. She was really used to heels, now, and enjoyed them a lot. She loved being in a relationship with someone tall enough for her to feel comfortable in heels, too. She checked on Lydia, who was sleeping soundly, and petted Princess’s head, then went to the door, smiling a little shyly as she opened it. “Hi.” She wore a dress similar to this. “I don’t know if this is okay or…”

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

No shoes for him to kick off, though he made a mental note as to where to put them, should he ever wear some. “You wanna get comfy on the sofa? I’ll massage your feet, you feed me the stuff from the restaurant?”

[dr-raven-sable]

“Why not skip the sofa and head straight for the bed? Otherwise we have to get up and move later.. or, well, you’d probably just snap your fingers, but…”

[scribe-proxy-and-deadpan-snarker]

“No, no. That sounds like a perfect plan… I mean… I would get up again to shower and change into PJs… like… that is what normal people do, right? Change into other clothes for the night…” he looked a bit helpless, but did shuffle towards the bedroom. “You, uh… wanna check on Lydia?”

[dr-raven-sable]

“How about you go change now while I check on Lydia, and then we eat and we’ll skip showering tonight because I’m pretty sure I’ll be falling asleep by the time we’re finished with the food.” She smiled and stretched up to kiss his nose, cupping his cheek. “Sound fair?”