i'm not sorry michael

anonymous asked:

But if Mugaro was Michael himself, why would he be this infatuated with Azazel to the point where he always follows him around, cares about his well-being, helps him, saves him, constantly smiles at/for him? There was literally no connection between Michael and Azazel in Genesis, and now suddenly Azazel would be the centre of his world? That's why the re/incarnation theory seems more plausible, as it would at least make Mugaro his own person with his own desires, rather than Michael's.

mostly wishful thinking on my part, anon :’)

I wouldn’t say there’s no connection at all between Michael and Azazel:

  1. Azazel is a former angel; even if they do not know each other personally before Azazel fell, they probably would have at least hear about each other.
  2. Bacchus says Azazel is Lucifer’s right hand man; I find it hard to believe that Michael, as part of Heaven’s high command, wouldn’t keep tab on the demons world’s current hierarchy.
  3. Every time Jeanne uses Michael’s blessing, Michael’s apparition makes an appearance. In fact, the last thing Azazel sees before he disappears in s1 ep7 is Michael’s face, not Jeanne’s. Yet somehow, he doesn’t curse Michael; he solely blames Jeanne (and Kaisar and all the lowly humans probably). To me this suggests he knows of Michael’s powers and acknowledge those powers as being, well, so powerful that off course he loses bcs duh.

I want to believe that Michael’s very aware and knows and sees everything his apparitions know and see. This is to say, while Azazel is totally to blame for Kaisar & Favaro’s dads’ deaths, on the whole Amira and God Key thing Azazel’s pretty much just a victim and a pawn to be rid of. By putting Azazel (a high ranking demon on his own right) on the front, Martinet manages to divert everyone’s attention away from Beelzebub until it’s too late.

One of the reason the whole thing happens in genesis is, by michael’s own words, bcs there’s a lack of communication among gods and humans, and by extension, demons too. I think if he gets the chance, he would try to repair this lack so that such bahamut level disaster won’t happen again. One way to do it is of course by working with the demon who also gets caught up in the whole bahamut plot while also in a position to be heard - Azazel.

At least that’s one of the many reasons why Michael would want to get close to Azazel initially.

Also, the reason might even be as simple as Mugaro happens to think Azazel’s the only one worth supporting atm, while Azazel also happens to be the who saves him from the slave trader. Like, Jeanne’s in prison, Bacchus won’t make a move, Rita won’t get involved further, Kaisar’s hands are tied since he’s part of Orlean Knights serving the King… the only option left, who openly defies the current arrangement, is Azazel and only Azazel.

If later it turns out that Azazel’s not that bad as a person, and Michael himself starts liking him in earnest, then that’s just the bonus I think.

But that’s all if Michael’s rly Mugaro, mind. Just to clarify:

  1. incarnation - Michael is somehow stuck in a child body (Mugaro) the way Hamsa is stuck in a talking duck body (their own bodies, their own souls, the shape is just not their original).
  2. reincarnation - Michael is born again as a human with a god’s powers, unclear whether or not he retains his past memories.
  3. Jeanne/Michael’s kid - totally a new body with a new soul, but since they’re half-angel, they has parts of Michael’s powers. Unclear whether or not they gets to inherit Michael’s memories too.
  4. reincarnated as Jeanne/Michael’s kid - a new body, but the soul and memories are all Michael’s. Only has parts of his old powers since he’s officially half-human now.

I personally prefer number 1 and that Jeanne only happens to pick him up like I said here. Mugaro seems way too calm and knows too much for a kid his age, which is why I want Mugaro to not be number 3. I want to believe there’s other forces at work to make him seem so wise, and not bcs Mugaro has through so much at such young age bcs I just can’t bear to think of the level of hell Mugaro’s been through ;____;

suddenly Azazel would be the centre of his world? 

ngl I love how you put it here. Azazel as the center of their world. That’s it - that’s the name i’m looking for to describe their relationship. Azazel means so much and pretty irreplaceable atm to Mugaro yet Azazel himself isn’t even aware of it.

someone: i always skip “to break in a glove” to be honest…like what’s the importance of a baseball glove, wtf

me:

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inspired from that one fic by @slaygoldponyboy

This has been sitting in my folder for like 3 days because I got so flustered about drawing it that i wasn’’t sure if I should post it or not because it’s honestly so intimate and I’m rambling i’m sorry here you go

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Listen—LISTEN if you want to fight me over Carolina with short hair and wearing plaid, go ahead but look ya gonna lose just sayin Also I abused the heck out of copy and paste but look it would have been weird to have wash freckles look one way on one panel and TOTALLY DIFFERENT on another panel okay im not that patient

“Guys like us are cool in college–”

“But we’re not in college…”

not actually knowing what’s happening in the musical but just rolling with it 👌

edit; i think i just realized the ‘r’ on michael’s headphones are supposed to label which is the right and left one i’m,,,,so stupid,,,,,,
edit 2; i fixed it let’s just not acknowledge that happened

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Michael Jackson + his babies

“They (my children) mean… It’s hard to put in words, because they mean everything. The way you would explain how your children make you feel… They’re the world for me. I wake up and I’m ready for the day because of them.” - MJ

Edward Hallucinating Oswald

Edward : I don’t need you.

*Oswald magically dresses up and starts singing*

Oswald: You wanna keep telling yourself that? I know you loved my gay ass.

Edward: Oswald I’m straight.

Oswald: You weren’t so straight yesterday and you aren’t today.

>watching MLAndersen0 for the first time

>see this parallel

>never get around to making an edit for it

>finally remember it today

>made crappy edit in .0003 seconds

>still no shame

This is based off of @gayradwhitedad ’s drawing. It does The Boys™ no justice and it’s probably very ooc and it’s super short and silly and probably sucks a lot but w h a t e v e r.


Jeremy had no idea how it happened, or well, he did technically know how it happened. Much to his dismay, it didn’t work out with Christine with out the Squip coaching him on his every word. What he didn’t understand was how Michael ended up in his lap, their controllers set aside, their characters definitely being eaten by zombies. When Michael pulled away from the almost bruising kiss, Jeremy opened his mouth to complain, before Michael kissed down his jaw to his neck.

“Fuck, Michael” He groaned, hips involuntarily rolling against Michaels. Jeremy could practically feel the grin against his neck as wet kisses were sucked into his skin.

“F-fuck Jere, do that again.” Michael mumbled into his skin, loving the feeling of Jeremy’s fingers curling in the hair at the nape of his neck. Michael moaned into Jeremy’s neck at the second roll of his hips, grinding his own back down into Jeremy’s.

Jeremy felt his face pale as he remembered the fact that a week ago he bruised his hip from bumping the corner of a desk. Low iron levels cause bruises to form easily and right away.

“M-Michael as much as I am -hnngh” he trailed off as Michael pulled his hair to tilt his head more, he was sure that it was so Michael could have more access to cause his demise at school on Monday. Maybe he would get lucky and they would fade over the weekend. After the Squip incident, Jeremy didn’t think he could handle the embarrassment of being covered with hickeys.

“Michael I can’t have-”
“Jeremy! Michael! The pizza is h-” as if the whole world was against him, his dad barged through the door, slamming it shut as he stuttered out an apology, saying something about leaving for work. Jeremy pushed Michael off of him, a Michael who was currently laughing his ass off as Jeremy checked his neck in the mirror, his face turning bright red.

“Well they definitely look good on you.” Jeremy threw his notebook towards Michael, dreading the rest of the weekend.