Pour toi, mother. Because even now, you’re fanfic gives me the feeling of joy that I had as a child. The sitting down one is my fav. I can’t do anime faces 🥹
Yeahhh been obsessed with Good Omens recently; thank you, @neil-gaiman , for that.
So, here’s some head canons:
If Crowley were to cry, the tears would burn. Literally evaporate.
Angel Tears are valuable, therefore you will never see an angel cry. I was thinking a “fountain of youth” sort of vibe, but instead “tears of youth.”
Crowley has scars where his wings emerge from.
Aziraphale doesn’t have any scars because it would be deemed imperfection and an angel is meant to be perfect.
Poor Aziraphale doesn’t sleep because he gets nightmares frequently. Of what? Only he knows. So, he avoids sleeping because angels having nightmares would be considered an imperfection.
Crowley joins trends, Aziraphale sets them (same tho). Thus why his attire doesn’t change nearly as much as Aziraphale.
Although Aziraphale states he doesn’t like using a miracle to remove stains because he’d “always know it was there” his opinion remains constant when Crowley miracles it away. The angel just doesn’t say anything because he finds pleasure in the demon being “kind”.
Aziraphale takes deep care in respecting the wishes and attributes of Crowley; but, calling him “kind” “thoughtful” “nice” and heaven forbid “good” is always a lovely pass time.
Although Crowley can feel when his classic is being tampered with, he just knows the angel well enough to expect his car to be modified.
That is all for now <3
Idk how to get rid of this poll. Like the head canons?
Since I'm back for a short bit, I decided to give you guys some content before I head out again.
I promised who reblogged my dedicated post with the name of one of my AUs that it would have the next part for it out. The first one was A Delicacy, so here is the next part for it. :D
A Delicacy (Part 9)
Warning: The story below contains swearing and mention of vore. If you don't like, don't read.
Tommy woke up with a start, the sound of a door opening startling him. He sat up instantly and looked around the darkly lit room. He listened for the sound of the door closing and heard the clack of heels on wooden floorboards. A quiet, happy humming hitting his ears. His mother was home.
Tommy turned to the cage on the side of his bed in the corner. The three tinies inside had seemed to have heard the noise as well. They were looking at the door, traces of fear in their eyes. Tommy shifted his feet to the ground and gave them a small smile once they tuned to look at him, "Don't worry. I'm gonna talk to her. You guys just rest." He walked towards the door of his room, cracking it open. He poked his head out and looked around, "Mum?" A shadow appeared on the ground from the kitchen as he heard the clicking of heels on tile. His mother's head popped out from behind the entryway.
"Oh hi, Theseus!" Tommy groaned.
"Mom, I told you, I prefer Tommy." His mother simply chuckled as she moved towards him, wrapping him up in a big hug.
"I know, I know. I just haven't seen you in so long, I had to for old time's sake!" The teen huffed with a smile before wrapping his arms back around his mother.
"It's good to see you too. How was work this time around?" His mother brightened up and dragged him to the living room, sitting them both on the couch.
"Well, I'll have you know, there's been some late gossip about a certain coworker of mine! You know my boss is married, right? So-"
Tommy sat there for what felt like days, when in reality it was only about a few hours. That's how much his mother could talk. He guessed he had to get that ability himself from somewhere. Not that he was complaining, it got him out of a few grinds before.
"-and it was absolutely amazing! That girl didn't deserve Lilian, honestly! She was not a good woman, believe me." His mother laughed before looking at her phone. "Oh! It's almost 2 AM! I've kept you up too long, dear. Off to bed, you go! We can talk tomorrow!" His mother smiled sweetly. Tommy smiled back, rubbing the back of his neck.
"It's alright, mum. Don't worry about it." Tommy sat up a bit straighter. "Actually, there was something that I wanted to tell you." His mother gave a nod with a smile, signaling him to go ahead. The blond took a breath, "So, I, uh, I got some pets. They're in my room sleeping right now." His mother gave a hum. "They're, um- They're tinies, mum." His mother raised an eyebrow.
"Tinies? As in the food tinies?" Tommy gave a short nod.
"Y-Yeah. I-I mean- I was just curious, ya know?" His mother hummed as she tapped a finger on her chin.
"What are you going to do with them?" Tommy shrugged.
"I'm just gonna keep them around. See what happens." His mother gave a nod, a small smile on her lips.
"Well if they die, be sure not to waste them, okay?" Tommy felt his heart stop in his chest at the mere thought of the three tinies dying in any way. He gulped loudly.
"Y-Yes, mum." His mother stood up and gave him a kiss on the head.
"Good, because those things are expensive. It would be terrible to waste such a thing." His mother gave him another kiss on his cheek. "Alright, I think we should both head to bed. Good night, sweetie." He watched his mother take off towards her room and closing the door behind her. He sighed as he stood up, turning off the lights as he head to his own room. He locked the door shut and body flopped onto the bed, groaning loudly into his pillow. This was really gonna suck.
"Not gonna waste anything, huh?" Tommy's face snapped to look at the cage. The tinies we're huddled together in the mass of miniature blankets and pillows. The brunette was glaring at him. Tommy sighed again as he placed his face onto his pillow, pulling the blanket over himself.
"I'm not gonna do anything. Don't worry." The brunette just glared at him once more before turning and laying down in the blankets, the other two tinies already fast asleep.
Tommy frowned sadly before turning his back on the tinies, closing his eyes. He doesn't know if he slept that night.
Tommy groaned as his mother kissed his cheek, "Mum, stop! I've gotta go to class! You're gonna make me miss the bus!" His mother simply laughed and gave him one more kiss on the forehead.
"Sorry, sweetie. I just haven't seen you in so long!" Tommy smiled at his mother.
"Well, we can hang out after I get back." His mother grinned brightly.
"Of course! We're going to have so much fun, dear!"
With that, he left the house, yelling back at his mother that he loved her before taking off down the road.
sorry that this one took a while to get out!! i got hit pretty hard with writers block :// but its here now after you’ve been left with a pretty bad cliff-hanger lol. i really hope you enjoy!!
also a word from my lovely sister who proofread this for me and helped me write the last bit (thank you so much again ahh):
Thank you for supporting my amazing sibling :D :D - Lil’ sister puzzle piece
warnings : vore , soft safe vore ( but many characters think it isn’t safe ) , fear , unintentional fear play , panic attack , fear of dying , fear of being eaten , angst , swearing , fighting ( like full on fist fighting , so be warned ) , threats , blood , injuries , and i think thats all?
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but strangely, he feels at home in this place [VI]
All that time ago, when Tommy had first been found, not by Wilbur, but by Siren, the man had promised he would never use his powers on him.
Back then, Tommy had witnessed first hand how powerful Siren’s ability was. The villain had been breaking into a lab, the lab that Tommy happened to be captive in. The villain, as Tommy learned later on, had initially been there to take some equipment and blueprints. The lab itself was run by the hero corporation, so it made sense that Siren wanted to try and steal some things from them.
Tommy had witnessed Siren using his powers on the guards and scientists of the place. On a few, ones that Tommy knew didn’t have any powers, Siren simply told them to sleep. On others, he told them to jump out the window. And when a leftover guard pointed a gun at him, Siren told him to shoot himself instead.
Tommy had only just managed to turn away in time but the gunshot had still rung in his ears. And it did nothing to block out the sound of the now limp body hitting the floor. He hadn’t been able to hold back a whimper at the noises and when silence overcame the room, Tommy looked up to see the human staring right at him.
The first one it’s a random dude. The second one is tommyinnit (a very bad drawing of him) as a vampire. The next two are just some mouth/eye movement’s. The final two are Ranboo.
Unlike Tommy, Tubbo has a more trusting nature and less likely to escalate a situation. Sure, Tubbo is scared, intimidated, and unfamiliar with this type of predicament, but he’s willing to give it a shot. It helps that Ranboo happens to also be fostered by BBH and due to a form of familiarity via digital messaging, Tubbo was able to warm up rather quickly when he realized that the only thing different was his height (all other aspects of his personality remained the same).
Tubbo of course was skeptical about his new foster parent, but realized after about a week that this giant couldn’t even hurt a fly. And the muffins he made certainly had an effect on cooling his nerves. Although it should be noted that Tubbo allows Ranboo to pick him up, but very rarely does he allow BBH to cary him. Tubbo is fine with a but of assistance getting onto things, but that’s pretty much it. Again, he trusts BBH, just not enough to be carried (being held in one place is sometimes fine though).
I sketched something for @oh-i-need-a-name‘s Giant Foster AU!
It’s that scene from chapter 2 (or chapter II if you want to be fancy like Puzzle) when all of SBI are in the same room for the first time- which goes about as well as you’d expect.
(i was going to post this together with something else because it’s just a sketch, but i got too excited ^^’)
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