Everyone romanticizes the thought of creating OCs and original content but when you come down to it the truth is that no one else tends to give a fuck about all your hard work and love you put into these characters and your fan art/fics will get hundreds more notes than anything original you create. And that’s really shitty. Support artists and writers, friends, you never know when someone’s original characters and content could become your favourite new thing.
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me thinking about my ocs: lots of love and effort and thought went into everyone i coud DEFINITELY tell u every single thing about them theyre so GOOD and i am so EAGER to get this info out there is so much going on through my head this is amazing
me writing about my ocs:

Just Old Fandom Things
- Disclaimer: I do not own! Please don’t sue!
- plot bunnies
- please R&R!
- NO FLAMES
- rated M for lemons!
- calling non-anime/manga slash yaoi or yuri
- don’t like don’t read!
- (A/N: hi this is an author’s note in the middle of the text)
- this chapter is dedicated to…
- replying to reviews at the bottom of the chapter
- ocs EVERYWHERE
- authors having conversations with themselves/a character at the beginning of the chapter
- songfic
I’m feeling nostalgic AND nauseated
The Weather Project: Prologue

Listen to This While You Read | Brief Intro Post
Not even a little bit revised and to hell with Proper Writing Form
It has been 53 years since humans abandoned their home. They’re now almost 14 trillion miles from Earth. Out here, the stars are distant and faint, leaving the Atlas to be illuminated only by the florescent lights lining its halls. This is the farthest anyone has ever strayed from home.
The Alpha Centauri system is 4.37 light years from Earth, and is the Atlas’ destination. Seven planets, three of which are habitable. It was the only logical option.
Over half a century ago they left in search of another home. They had left their home planet it waste and ruin, an unsalvageable husk of what was once their own Eden of which they were cast out. They drove themselves to the brink of extinction with wars waged by the rich where it was the poor that died.
Some had accepted the fate of the human race. Many were in denial.
But there were a few hopeful young scientists with a plan that would require all hands on deck. An engineering feat never before seen by humanity, and they put everything they had left into it.
The Atlas. Carrier of the World upon his shoulders. The last stand against total annihilation.
Extinction is the Rule. Survival is the Exception.
[Image text from a novel:
"I like your mother. You have your mother's breasts."
"Her breasts."
"Great stand-up tits," he said.]
I’ve yet to watch the Young Pope but I saw those screenshots and my hands slipped
I don’t know the situation in the original content but this is hugely more hilarious in this context, because you must understand: Aziraphale outranks Gabriel.
In the nine circles of angelic ranks, archangels are second from the bottom. Aziraphale, a principality, is a rank above them- meaning technically he outranks not only Gabriel, but Michael AND Uriel AND Sandalphon AND EVEN Metatron. The ONLY reason they’re giving him orders is likely because their council is in charge of his assignment to Earth.
But Aziraphale was only ever obeying their directions by choice because he likely assumed they were making those directions based on a higher power’s decrees that he DID have to follow.
But Gabriel making up a rule on his own? Nah. Aziraphale doesn’t have to obey SHIT from just Gabriel.
According to Genesis 3:24, cherubim, the second highest rank of angels in the Christian angelology referenced in Good Omens, are the ones who were set to guard the Gates of the Garden of Eden with [a] flaming sword. Although they are now commonly pictured as simple soft plump winged children that hold up banners in art, cherubim are technically meant to be fairly responsible creatures with important jobs, who stay near God and serve as guards.
There is an ancient and beloved little fan theory that goes like this: Aziraphale’s been demoted over the years down through the ranks, from one of the most important Cherubs in history to the relatively harmless customer-facing role of Principality, so that he now works as the “Angel of London,” as part of his vague saunter downwards into a comfier and less demanding job that doesn’t require quite as much total devotion to Heaven. or because of general incompetence. (maybe just incompetence?)
When asked about it, Neil Gaiman has stated that Aziraphale is a Principality, because it says so in the book and “What gave you the idea of him ever being anything else,” but it is generally acknowledged that the bibbley itself is also a book, And It Says It Right There, Mate, Chapter And Verse, Quite Literally, Genesis 3:24, The Angels At the Gate Of Eden Are Cherubim. He’s also one half of a writing team, the other half of which demonstrably liked theology and wordplay and isn’t here to discuss it himself, and could conceivably have known what he was doing. Most likely, it is a complete mistake - or rather an oversight. Or the authors deciding to revise the source material because they liked it better, thinking it didn’t matter and nobody would notice, and forgetting that they’d done it, because it was 30 years ago.
And also, it doesn’t matter, and you shouldn’t ask authors about fan theories, it’s rude and annoys everybody, and the results make NOBODY HAPPY, and it puts authors in the possible position of having to admit they fucked up/forgot something when they would prefer to just be admired and praised, so fuckin hell leave the man alone,
But anyway it’s a good theory and I still personally still ascribe to it, AziraphaleWasACherub2K092K19
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And I don’t wanna make just merch with my logo or whatever I wanna do like, actual designs like vapor wave ass shit and original content
Amber seemed like an absolute cutie pie so I doodled her!!
I hope she doesn’t look too different from how you imagine her! This is prewar!amber, I’ll probably doodle her post-war eventually.
(Also you can probably see where I erased and redrew her arms a thousand times before finally just drawing them behind her back LMAO)
OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSG OH MY GOSH
She’s perfect! I love her! Thank you!!






