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DHWBEBWNNWHEKRIEJGRIR

she cotard on my solution till i shanananananananana free will

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who are you!!!!!!!!!!

aaaaaaa hi!!! im ash, very gay, they/them (probably?), and even more gay. im huge on good omens, doctor who, will wood (and his tapeworms), magnus archives, all that fun stuff.

also can i just say i fucking love your posts!!

okay bye bye now you kinda know me :)

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✨️ Summon the Good Omens Fandom!! ✨️

Good Omens has been longlisted for a National Television Award for Best Comedy! 🎭

David Tennant is also longlisted for the Best Drama Performance award for his role as the Fourteenth Doctor.

Please go here to cast your vote!

[Reblog as much as possible - because if we win, David and Michael will get on stage. Together. And we all deserve that.]

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….on the topic of Newt…..

Besties Crowley, Eve and Anathema entertain public park with salacious stories, hot tea and frankly questionable dating advice.

Worry not, Anathema will change the topic to the mysterious Ms.Fell in T-30s

(Couldn’t resist doodling a bit from my ineffable wives cottage au. Reblogs much appreciated as I’m being hidden from all searches and it sucks )

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@numerous-beess of course you were the first to heart it, jeez, not everything is about you (under the post that was exclusively posted about you that YOU gave me permission to post)

“did you know that i have brown hair??”

-my friend on call who happens to be one of the brightest, yellowest, golden-haired, and possibly adopted person i know

“just kidding haha.”

@numerous-beess this is you. in case you couldn’t tell this is you. i know we’re still on call, but im referencing you. that is the most unfunny and yet hilarious shit i’ve ever heard from you, keep it up buddy

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“did you know that i have brown hair??”

-my friend on call who happens to be one of the brightest, yellowest, golden-haired, and possibly adopted person i know

“just kidding haha.”

@numerous-beess this is you. in case you couldn’t tell this is you. i know we’re still on call, but im referencing you. that is the most unfunny and yet hilarious shit i’ve ever heard from you, keep it up buddy

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ice water, but ONLY with the SLIGHTEST hint of either lime or lemon

also flashback to when i was a child menace and drank milk with ice

does anyone else have a drink that u just go crazy when u have it ? like i pour myself apple juice and it’s gone in 3 seconds because i can’t control myself around it

rb & tag what drink u can’t have around u for more than 5 seconds

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op turned off blogs on one of my favorite posts so here it is again

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just to make things a little bit nicer around here, I'm adding some enrichment to your enclosure. I hope you like :)

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not to be insensitive but some of the salem witch trials were so funny bitches like “i saw her at the devils sacrament!!!” girl… what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament 👀

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this is probably what having a stroke feels like

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oh yeah!!

any notable, favorite, or downright silly theories for season 3 of Good Omens?

I am very much hoping for a bookshop rooftop kiss based on that scene from the s2 intro.

I also think Crowley becoming the Duke of Hell is a fun one.

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any notable, favorite, or downright silly theories for season 3 of Good Omens?

I am very much hoping for a bookshop rooftop kiss based on that scene from the s2 intro.

I also think Crowley becoming the Duke of Hell is a fun one.

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i’m just saying if this was a real crossover a LOT of problems in life would be fixed

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Writers Guild Presents - Tethered - Ch 7 - Memories

Big thank you to @gleafer for accepting to let me use this piece as illustration to this chapter! Go support her on Patreon -we promise that your loins will catch on FIRE ;)

Written by NegotiationReal6508 on our subreddit!

Chapter 7 of work in progress

TW/CW: Angst, Discussion of attempted suicide, implied character death, panic attack, some light smut.

Summary:

Crowley wakes up in a mental hospital with no memory of how he got there. Without his demonic powers, neither the doctors, nor the people who claim to be his family will believe he is who he says he is. With the evidence against him mounting, his only lifeline to the real world is a cryptic note left by an unseen messenger. The longer he stays in this hospital, the harder it becomes to recall for sure, is Crowley really a demon of Hell? Or has his entire existence been nothing more than a delusion conjured by a grieving mind?

Excerpt:

Crowley stood in a noisy airport at the arrivals gate holding a bouquet of red roses, fidgeting nervously. All of his usual laidback swagger was buried under a blanket of anxiety, his spine was a solid metal rod. He was always a little bouncy when Aziraphale came to visit, but this time was different. Crowley hopped his feet up and down like the floor was burning hot sand. He juggled the little box in his jacket pocket as he stared at the sliding glass doors, willing the familiar head of blond hair to appear through them. Were the roses too cliché? Maybe he should have gotten the peonies instead. Too late now.

“There, I see him.” Crowley turned to the young man beside him. “Are you recording?”

“Yeah, it's on,” said Adam.

“Right, here he comes.” Crowley shook out his shoulders and trilled his lips. He knew he looked ridiculous, but it was an airport; no one ever looked their best at an airport. He moved towards the beacon that was Aziraphale’s gleaming smile. His heart thudded like hoofbeats in his chest. Breathe, he reminded himself. Breathing and walking, those were the two main requirements at the moment. He had no idea what his facial expression was, he just hoped he was smiling too. God, Aziraphale was so gorgeous, even after eight hours on a plane. How was that even possible?

“Hello, my darling!” Aziraphale greeted him.

“Hi,” said Crowley, because that was about as eloquent as he could manage. He unceremoniously handed the bouquet to Aziraphale.

“Oh my!” Aziraphale chuckled. “Flowers? What's the occasion?”

And there was Crowley’s opening. Aziraphale was reaching out his arms for an embrace but Crowley needed to do what he came to do first. He bent down on one knee, and pulled the little box from his pocket.

Continue reading on AO3

Or start from chapter 1 - Dies Lunae

Special thanks to my beautiful betas: u/KotiasCamorra, u/Paperclip_Ninja

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absolutely in love with this and i need to psychoanalyze (time started, 11:57 AM).

the light is not on a single one of them (no heaven-almighty-light shit), but it focuses solely on their hands. from the beginning, they were meant to be together. from the beginning, they were on their side. from the beginning, without knowing, they were in love. and as God herself said, it starts as it will end.

Crowley’ s eyes aren’t overly yellow or bugged, but they’re still there. they’re still serpentine, and certainly signifying something about her. her gaze is fixed either on Aziraphale’s cute button nose or (presumably) soft lips. her facial expression doesn’t reveal much, but she’s certainly enthralled.

Aziraphale is asleep and yet CLEARLY clutching Crowley’s hand. that mischievous bastard knows not to lie to God, but that doesn’t mean he can’t lie to his little work crush. i doubt he’s sleeping, but if he is, he’s absolutely feeling Crowley’s presence and responding accordingly. maybe he’s comforted by the (slightly weak?) “flashes of love” in the air. if he’s awake, though, there’s no way his ass is moving until Crowley falls asleep too.

look at the plants on either side of the angels. on Crowley’s side, the colors are more blended. on Aziraphale’s side, the same colors are clearly outlined and pop out a bit. now, this could mean a couple things. C might be more used to the Earth than A, naturally, so she’s more connected and flowing with her side of the piece. it could also be the settlement and/or simplicity issue. addressing simplicity, it’s clear through the show that C deeply cares for the earth. I’m not saying she loves it more than A, but she certainly has a deep understanding of even non-human organisms (ducks :D ). perhaps that’s why she seems more blended in nature than A. there are so, so many more theories that i have but i’m probably gonna fall asleep soon so i gotta rap this up.

C’s hand on A’s shoulder/neck. i think that’s a given. but seriously, her thumb is brushing against A’s FACE, something that either wasn’t intentional or could be interpreted as beautifully romantic. y’know the one thing that a friend or partner might do when your crying, like take their thumb and wipe away any tears? i wonder if she was doing something similar to that. She COULD also just be looking for more excuses to touch him.

ok i’m hallucinating birds it’s time to go night night now (time - 12:50 😭)

-Eden-