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HAHA JOKES ON YOU I DONT WATCH TV BUT IM ANXIOUS I WONT LIKE THE SHOW!!! Oh...

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Nutella and Doritos are good. Fight me.

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A picture i did for a commenter from the story “My Best Friend's the God of Mischief // Peter x Loki” by BebLovesLoki on wattpad.

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This song is my JAM

*kicks door open*  I  GET A LITTLE BIT GENGHIS KHAN —— DON’T WANT YOU TO GET IT ON WITH NOBODY ELSE BUT M E  (oo-oo-oo)  WITH NOBODY ELSE BUT MEE-E-E-E

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Does this guy do concerts?

I’d like to introduce everyone to my new theme song

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This is great n all but, wasn’t daredevil blind? How is he texting?

Texts From Superheroes: Lawyers Are The Devil

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op i wish only the most wonderful things in your life.

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uh reblog to be part of a pineapple pizza lovers club. im getting us jackets

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I’m going to bed but I’m SO reading these tomorrow so I’m reposting so this doesn’t get lost in my feed, don’t mind me ;)

Do you read good omens fanfiction? If you do, could you please recommend some?

oh my god I ABSOLUTELY DO i’ve pretty much read GO fanfiction every night for the past two months LOL i’ve read close to 250 different fics now and i still have so many marked for later omggg 

alright then here’s some fluffy ineffable husbands fics in no particular order, just stuff i keep coming back to

okay okay so NON-SEXY FICS:

A Burning Thing by spinninginfinityboy – dude it’s so short and sweet and idk why i keep coming back to it but the descriptions of their halos are so good and i love it???

Flightlessly by incredulousanteater – i love wings, i love grooming, i love kssing, i love softness, i love a little steam, I LOVE THIS FIC

Birds of a Feather by idiopathicsmile – okay so the idea is that angels nest and while that’s not my headcanon or anything I KEEP COMING BACK TO THIS FIC because it’s so cute and funny and has the barest hint of steam, i love it

one love (only for you) by weatheredlaw – it’s rated M but the sexual content is only implied, it’s a fairy tale style AU chock full of pining and some forlorn, hopelessly in love husbands. i’m dead and i love it AND ACTUALLY I LOVE ALL WEATHEREDLAW’S GO FICS but this one needs more love!!

The Demons Have the Phonebox by theplatinthehat – a Doctor Who crossover fic? in my recs??? it’s more likely than you think. donna and crowley team up to rescue the doctor and aziraphale, the plot and writing style are simple, but i mean that in a good way (like an old DW episode!), the last chapter makes me feel this quiet nostalgic longing, like i wish this fic would last forever TuT

and some SEXY FICS:

Anyone But Him by LollipopCop – i’ve read every single one of their GO stories and pretty much love all of them (even drew fanart for one!) but the sex scene in this one? just *chef’s kiss* it’s so soft and loving and so soooo good, that is exactly my idea of a top!aziraphale, just super gentle and desperately in love

there’s a riot in my head, demanding we do this forever by mygalfriday – it’s the wall scene, but with hot makeouts and grinding. need i even say more???

Spread Your Wings by Fafsernir – um i love wings during sex and this? this i love. a LOT. it feels intimate as FUCK

One Night In Bangor (And the World’s Your Oyster) by Atalan – okay it’s technically a crack fic but dude. DUDE. this fic is fun, fluffy, feelsy and the smut is nice! i literally enjoyed reading every freaking word and it had me feeling all sorts of ways by the end

The 21st Century, In Which They Finally Work It Out by chaya – this is a popular fic so i’m pretty sure everyone’s read it but mmmmm yep. the buildup is really fucking good, also super fluffy. that’s probably my ideal top!crowley tbh, he’s wrecked but he’s doing the best he can for his angel MMHMMM

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I love, love, love, LOVE this!!

Ready

They don’t touch right away.

Not a hand hold, not a hug, not a brush of the hair.

They don’t even discuss it.

Even after 6000 years of coming so close, 6000 years of significant looks, 6000 years of walking within arm’s reach, and more recently, sitting beside one another in a car in such close proximity that a sharp turn would unintentionally toss them together, they keep their distance.

So much has happened to the both of them, things that would positively skewer humans, and even though they handle those things better than most, they’re still difficult to get over.

They don’t talk about those things right away, either.

There’s a quiet consensus among them that they’d rather forget those things ever happened.

After Crowley tells Aziraphale that his bookshop is back in order, not a single smudge remaining of the devastating fire that brought him to his knees; and Aziraphale tells Crowley that his Bentley has risen from the dead without a scratch, not even a bubble in the paint left to remind them of their faceoff with the Devil, one where they both had to admit that, other than offering moral support, neither of them had the power to do anything – the subject is dropped.

And why not? In retrospect, the past is the past. What happened there will stay there whether they choose to bring it up or not.

But the bulk of their relationship is the past. 6000 years of it - complicated thoughts and memories and arguments and rescues and unspoken feelings.

How do they move forward from seventy-five mortal lifetimes of history?

They drink in Aziraphale’s shop, go to movies and art galleries and concerts and lunch, but always with that gap between them, just large enough to fit their hands through.

They’re sitting on a bench in front of the duck pond when it finally happens, and entirely by accident.

They move at the same time – Crowley resting his right hand on the hard wood while Aziraphale reaches into his coat pocket for a small bag of seed he’d brought with him to feed the ducks. Crowley’s finger brushes Aziraphale’s pinky. Startled, Aziraphale jerks away.

“Oh!” he yelps. “I’m sorry. I …” When he glances over at Crowley, he doesn’t seem hurt or offended.

He seems curious.

After thirty seconds spent staring expectantly at Aziraphale’s terrified face, he chuckles.

“Wha—what’s so funny?” Aziraphale asks.

Crowley shakes his head. “I seem to remember a day when I threw you up against a wall in anger and you didn’t even flinch. I just accidentally touched your hand and you acted like I was going to bite it off.”

Aziraphale sniffs, his stiff-set posture returning. “You … you surprised me. That’s all.”

“It’s all right,” Crowley says. “I understand. I won’t until you’re ready.”

Aziraphale side-eyes him, fiddling with the bag in his pocket, silently cursing himself for pulling away. “Won’t … what?”

“Won’t touch you. I won’t until you’re ready.”

“Well, I won’t until you’re ready.”

“All right then. But just so you know,” Crowley continues after a beat, “I’m ready.”

Aziraphale turns his head, his gaze meeting Crowley’s sharp silhouette. “You … you are?”

“Yes,” Crowley replies, much softer than Aziraphale has ever heard him utter any other word before it. “I’ve been ready for a while.”

“Oh.” Aziraphale swallows hard. “So … so have I.”

“That’s good to know.” Crowley readjusts himself on the bench, sitting up and sliding an inch or two in Aziraphale’s direction. Aziraphale creeps his hand closer until he can feel the fabric of Crowley’s jeans against his skin. Crowley rolls onto his hip, but he doesn’t take Aziraphale’s hand. He reaches out slowly, deliberately, eyes on Aziraphale’s face, gauging his reaction … and wraps an arm around him. He pulls Aziraphale close and hugs him, hand caressing his shoulder, his face buried in his neck.

He even takes off his glasses to do it.

Crowley breathes in, and for the briefest of seconds, Aziraphale feels him shudder. After the shock of being held bleeds away, Aziraphale hugs him back much in the same way. It feels natural, familiar, as if they’ve actually been doing this all along.

When Aziraphale shielded a demon he’d just met from the rain.

When Crowley rescued Aziraphale from the Bastille.

Every time Aziraphale feared Crowley was on the brink of ending his own existence.

When Crowley begged Aziraphale to run away with him.

When they switched bodies and saved one another’s life.

All the car rides, all the lunches, all the drinking, all the smiles - those were all hugs in disguise, veiled ways of telling one another that they were loved, that they’d be missed.

That this world they lived on, that they fought hard to remain a part of, would be so much emptier without the other on it.

In the uncharacteristic silence of the mid-afternoon, when children should be running about followed by nannies and mums screaming from behind reminding them to slow down, Aziraphale wonders if Crowley has stopped time for them.

He hasn’t.

Time has humored Crowley’s whims on many an occasion. But this time, it has decided to stop itself, to set them aside and give them more of it.

Because when an angel and a demon have waited as long as they have for a single hug, time does the honors all its own.

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The average morning for Peter Parker(movies) and peter B Parker(spiderverse)

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Its just two cousins laying on the floor, nothing to see here. Because my art is bad ill clarify that its Tony laying on top of Rhodey. Inspiration from here > https://www.wattpad.com/744354700-what-now-irondad-spiderson-marvel-interns < go give them some love *Insert mandatory "I dont own marvel or its characters" speech here*

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I don’t actually know anyone else on tumblr so anyone who sees this is free to do whatever I guess.

I was tagged by @deleriousfromcoffee! However, the post was really long, so I decided to make a new post!

Go here: https://picrew.me/image_maker/9889 and make yourself as a doll! And tag people, so here’s me:

I will choose:

@klywrites || @bookenders || @kainablue || @ink-flavored || @ofinscriptions || @burusume || @pierulestheworld || @igotablankpage || @cawolters || @otters-holding-hands || @dove-actually || @dontwritethatone || anyone who wants to do this!

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You want this, there’s no denying

Thank you all SO much for 2000 followers!! <33

You people are absolutely amazing! I’ve gotten an overwhelming amount of support lately, and I’m really grateful for it. Thank you all so, so much!

I’ll be hosting a raffle, of course, like always XD Just be my follower, like and reblog this post and you’re in! Anyone can join!

Good luck everyone! <3

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Redraw of the Flower Boy album cover. I sorta half-assed the background but I might redo it later.

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Imma be honest with y’all, that is EXACTLY what I’m doing rn. Send help there’s only a week left of school and I need to study for state testing 😭😭

My dad: You said you would be done with your homework by 7:30. It is now 9pm.

Me: Due to technical difficulties, homework took longer than expected.

Me, internally: “Technical difficulties”???!!!! You spent the entire time on tumblr!!!

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Hey y’all, look at this shit. You know you want this shit do get on it. If you don’t your blind. How did you even make it to the part on the internet. Go home. Where are your parents.

Thank you all SO much for 2000 followers!! <33

You people are absolutely amazing! I’ve gotten an overwhelming amount of support lately, and I’m really grateful for it. Thank you all so, so much!

I’ll be hosting a raffle, of course, like always XD Just be my follower, like and reblog this post and you’re in! Anyone can join!

Good luck everyone! <3