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Arnon Grunberg – Tirza

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Uma risada alta e demorada para se livrar da tensão com a qual não sabia como lidar. O desconforto se revela primeiro em risinhos, mais tarde, em silêncio, mais tarde ainda, em sexo e depois vem de novo o silêncio.
Arnon Grunberg – Tirza
Tirza
BILLBOARD, August 12, 1944
Making OCs in MHW is fun. I couldn't get one for Rook or a few other OCs because the technology simply is not there... but Egg and Micah alone were worth the whole thing.
In order: Egg, Candor, Bishop, Tirza, Micah, and Dell. They're all a little off because there's only so much one can do with hair and accessories... but I love them.
the tea is that tirza can use queen songs to flirt and crowley can't and he's eternally jealous
ok but like, when an angel falls their name is erased from existance (except for lucifer and potentially raphael, bc that's my favorite headcanon and god couldn't bring herself to erase the names of two archangels) so when tirza gets kicked out their real name is erased and after calling them "dove" for a few weeks aziraphale picks the name tirza bc it sounds familiar and right and they absolutely are a delight.
their original name was tirzanphiel, so he isn't too far off.
I haven't finished their design or anything but I now have a Good Omens OC, a fallen angel named Tirza (or Zed, or Zeddie Freddie if you're one particular demon).
They were an angel of truth, justice, and vindication created specifically for the coming war, but they couldn't justify this fight and was hesitant to participate. In the end, after hearing about the stand taken by a certain angel and demon duo, they flat-out refused to fight. An enraged Gabriel, already mad about being unable to execute Aziraphale, intended to sentence them to tje same fate, but the Almighty had a different plan.
You see, She'd spent six millenia getting her favorite pair together; why not grant them both the gift of fatherhood to celebrate Her long overdue success?
The cherubim Tirza, under the order of the Almighty Herself, was cast out of Heaven for their rebellious actions, sentenced to spend the rest of the foreseeable future on Earth under the charge of Aziraphale, Guardian of the Eastern Gate, and the demon Crowley.
(Neither knew how to properly respond when the bookshop had become filled with Her light one day, and neither knew what to say when She announced She wanted them to watch over the exiled principality, and She took their silence as a yes to Her request.)
Tirza is neither angel nor demon, and it shows in their unique silver plumage. When they want to be, they can act quite angelic; guiding humans in the path of justice, exposing the truth behind lies told by truly corrupt people, showing gentle love to any animal or plant that they come across (even Crowley's, and to his absolute horror they seem to be more verdant now than ever).
But they can be devilish too. They have taken to sowing seeds of discourse all over the internet, starting riots, working up crowds in rallies and protests. They rearrange the books in the shop and the plants in the apartment so that they're completely out of order, leaving their guardians very confused (Crowley may be a little proud but he won't say it in fear of Aziraphale overhearing his support of their mischief).
As the Almighty intended, Tirza gets along well with both the angel and the demon. They enjoy sidling up to Aziraphale and reading with him, or going out to walk and get some pastries from the local bakery. The two discuss theology and literary theories, and go to the opera every now and again. With Crowley, the principality cooks and sings old rock (and new rock, much to the demon's despair), they go on drives and visit museums and historical sites, and talk about the cosmos in their awe and beauty. Tirza's favorite thing to do with Crowley is sit around staring chaos in the comments section on various sites.
Like the two extremes of their personality, they have exactly two distinct tastes in style. Sometimes they dress like a punk from the 80s- wild curls, leather jackets (or, Crowley's leather jacket; he's learning to live without it), fishnet gloves and all. Then there's the softer fashion of the 50s, the pastel dresses and neat updos and elegant simplicity of it all.
For the most part, Tirza just wants to have fun. So long as they're having a good time, they have no complaints. They're kind, loyal, and a true warrior for what's right. They would never truly hurt anyone unless necessary, in which case they can get absolutely wicked. Their sentencing on Earth isn't so bad, but being kicked out hurt and as they stand caught between being too bad for Heaven and too good for Hell they can sometimes get bitter, angry, and terribly sad (which may lead to stress baking; Crowley offers support in the baking process while Aziraphale validates their work and worth). They want to overcome the bitterness in their heart, but unfortunately some things are easier said than done.