#okay maybe a little

[catboybiologist]

FUCK I JUST REALIZED SOMETHING

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

1x10 | 3x7 

[buckttommy]

Oliver stating 'excuse my limp ... walking wounded out here!' I take that as Tuck Fuck confirmation 😂

Tommy has a FAT, ASS-DESTROYING, MEAT STICK: CONFIRMED. Watch MUSCLE HUNK get RAILED by EXPERIENCED FIREFIGHTER HOTTIE only on ABC

[cherryfrostii]

💍•La Buena Vida•💍

Miguel O’Hara + Spiderperson!GN!Reader

Synopsis: What is a relationship with the leader of the spider society really like? Of course it couldn’t be the one you fantasized about, not really.

Warnings: Neglectful relationship, mentions of sex but nothing explicit, arguments and communication issues. Basically Miguel goes from being a good partner to blocking you out almost entierly. Self esteem issues, talks of marriage, if there’s anything else to tag please let me know!

A/N: inspired by this tiktok here! https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT88ehofa/ Please go watch it it’s really good!

•••

✨I woke up happy by accident,

I forgot you were gone again~✨

The warmth that used to grace your sheets was long gone every morning you woke. Fingers reaching for the steady body of your partner as his side lay barren in the early morning sun that filtered through the sheer curtains of your shared space. This was a familiar sensation for you now that the honeymoon phase of your relationship with the leader of the spider society Miguel O’Hara had faded.

“Good morning mi amor..” you sighed, running your fingers along the sheets that remained untouched on his side.

When you were first recruited, Miguel immediately caught your attention. Every other spider would tell you stories about him, how closed off he was, the loss of his family, the destruction of a whole dimension because he wanted to live in a domestic bliss that hardly ever worked out for anyone under the mask. Even so, you would make it a point to let him know that you were there, even if he didn’t like to ask for help.

••

✨And I can go off the memories,

Starting to feel like a memory~✨

When the two of you had finally decided to let go of the constant doubt that plagued your minds, you fell into an almost blissful romance that seemed to be from a movie. His demeanor was lighter, carried a sense of peace that he hadn’t felt in so long. The problem was, was that it scared the hell out of him.

Stolen moments in HQ of whispering sweet nothings to each other turned into fleeting glances, grumbles of work needing to be done and overall a lull in the previous love that had been blossoming in your relationship. You couldn’t blame him though, it was hard running a society with the fate of the whole multiverse resting on his shoulders, what else was he supposed to do?

Some of the others noticed how closed off he started to become again, voicing their concerns to you as you would brush it off each time with the excuses of,

“He’s got a lot on his plate, it’s hard being a leader for something like this.” Or “He’s much more attentive at home, not one to really show his feelings in front of others and that’s okay!”

But lately these excuses have been becoming more and more frequent with how Miguel would push you away or brush off your attempts to help while at work. The little ball of doubt and worry in your stomach growing each time he would turn away from you.

••

✨And I thought we’d be traveling the world,

Together making love, in the afternoon~✨

You would constantly suggest that the two of you go out on missions like you used to, hoping that the pull of exploring the multiverse would help to fix the cracks in your relationship that you tried in vain to keep hidden. Walking into his office, you were met with the familiar image of Miguel’s back towards you, his hands working diligently at the screens around him as he would grumble under his breath, stressed out of his mind.

“Maybe you should let someone else take this over for a bit? I got to see a really nice dimension that I think you’d like, it’s not loud at all, the people are really sweet an-“ before you could make your case, you watched as he pinched the bridge of his nose with an annoyed scoff,

“Please, I’m trying to focus here. Go finish those mission logs from the Sandman anomaly and stop wasting my time. We have work to do here.” This made your heart ache but also sparked a flicker of irritation in your chest. Taking a deep breath, you composed yourself and left him to his devices, chalking it up to a bad day for him.

✨You should be here, should be with me tonight

‘Stead you’re working, you’re working all the time

Why am I home alone with your glass of wine

Oh no, oh no, this is not the life~✨

Miguel came home to see the table set up with a now covered plate of food, two wine glasses, one empty one full, and a burnt out candle in the middle, obviously set up so that the two of you could have had a nice dinner to reign in the night. He cursed himself internally for forgetting that he had promised to be home in time for it, but now as the clock showed 2am, he rubbed his face to alleviate some of the tension in his body.

He made his way towards the bedroom, the creak of the floorboards not enough to wake you as he opened the door. You were curled up on your side of the bed, tears stained your cheeks and the fabric of the pillow you held against your chest. The sight made his own heart clench and he walked over, brushing the hair away from your face with a gentle hand as he took in the pained look in the creases of your face.

Miguel never wanted to hurt you, to make you feel like a burden, but he didn’t know how to handle this right now. The juggle of being a leader, making sure the multiverse stayed in tact, everything was a sacrifice he had to make, It was selfish and he knew it but, he just couldn’t let you go. Instead he slipped into the bed next to you, gently pulling you close as he murmured an apology into your hair, not sure on how to actually make good on it.

✨Listen, listen, I get it, I get it

More than anybody, I get it~✨

“I can’t just hand this over to anyone! I need to focus on keeping this safe, keeping everyone in the multiverse safe! I don’t have time to deal with your damn insecurities right now!” Miguel snapped, turning to face you after you came in, wanting him to just take a break and talk with you.

“Look I get it Miguel but you’re not alone anymore! You have me, you have Jess, you have Peter, hell even a damn Lego on your side! All I’m asking is that we get a minute to talk because I don’t know if I can do this anymore!” You cried, your heart was racing and your hands were trembling before a sense of defeat washed over you and your gaze fell to the floor, “Nevermind Miguel, I get it. Just.. just try and take a break at some point? I’ll see you at home..”

You felt guilty, you knew how hard things were for him but you couldn’t help the fact that you wanted more out of whatever this was between the two of you. It wasn’t wrong to feel that way since you were he only one putting in that effort, hell even feeling envious whenever Jess and Peter would talk about their partners and families. If they had time for that then why didn’t Miguel have time for you?

✨Oh, no, oh, no, this is not the life

I imagined when you first spent the night

I don't feel like yours, you don't feel like mine~✨

Shock was the first thing you felt when he had pulled out the ring, the two of you alone at home as he stood over you on the bed you shared. He was asking you to marry him, trying to make up for the way he had neglected you thus far.

Looking at the ring, your heart sank, and not because it wasn’t gorgeous, but the fact that you never liked diamonds and he knew it. It just seemed like he was going through the motions of a typical proposal, like it was something he had to force himself to do. You accepted it without a word and he got into bed, his back turned to you as he fell into a restless sleep like countless nights before.

The ring was too loose, the shine in the moonlight dull in your eyes as you sat up in bed, trying to feel some type of joy for this but how? When you had first made love, you could see yourself being by his side your whole lives, maybe marriage, maybe kids, maybe not. That didn’t matter to you because you would be with him, but looking at the ring now, all you could feel was an empty promise etched in the band. It wasn’t right, none of this felt right anymore, and as you looked over at the steady rise and fall of his side, you knew that you just couldn’t do this anymore. You were killing yourself in this relationship and he hadn’t even noticed.

✨La buena vida, la buena vida

¿Dónde está?

La buena vida, la buena vida

¿Dónde está~?✨

The next morning Miguel turned around in the bed, expecting to feel you beside him but as his hand fell into the empty space, his eyes shot open in concern and worry. You were never up before him, the soft snores that would encompass the room were nowhere to be heard as he sat up. Something was off, he could sense it immediately.

Getting to his feet, he walked around the once shared space, realizing that some things were missing as he searched the bathroom, living room and kitchen for you. The unease that settled into his bones caused him to panic, calling out your name with every passing moment that he couldn’t see you.

His foot kicked something and looking down, it was a discarded watch, same as his own built for the spiders to go from dimension to dimension, allowing the stability in different universes. With a gentle hand he picked it up, a reflective shine catching his eye on the dining room table as he stood back up. The ring he had given you the previous night sat in the middle of the table atop a small folded piece of paper. The contents of the note as he read it made him drop to his knees, the feeling of loss and grief overwhelming him with every word he read.

Miguel never realized how bad things had gotten for you, how tired you were of pretending like things would be okay and as he knelt there in the middle of the home you shared, all he could do was wallow in the fact that he had lost another chance at happiness, a chance to see life beyond the boundaries he had created. He wanted you to be by his side the rest of your life, but as he clutched the note to his chest, he finally realized how miserable it had been, and how miserable it would continue to be even if you had stayed.

Yo te necesito, ¿dónde estás?🥀

•••

A/N: Anyway, I’m gonna listen to that song on repeat because I need my heart to break over and over again. If y’all have any suggestions on what you want to see next, please feel free to let me know!

I may be tempted to make a part 2 to this but im not completely sure. Anyway, hope y’all enjoyed it and I’ll see you next time with some fluff to make up for this 🤭

[lonesomelad]

mm... guess who! 💫 *insert wonky winky face

oh dear...i was not expecting this today.

hmm . . . wonder who u could possibly be. don't be shy, do reveal urself soon ~

have a good day ! <3

[phantomram-b00]

Imma use my hottake post to explain it since I felt I should give more context with this take to explain myself why I have this opinion on the topic of this.

For those who don’t know or don’t wanna look back with the link, it basically that my hottake is that I don’t like the theory of what Crowley’s angel name was/could’ve been. I know this might be a bit controversial since I think everyone in this fandom (not to assume ofc), and whilst I get the curiously since Crowley almost never talk about his time over at heaven, mostly for valid reason that I’ll get to. Before I get into this, I know it been month but I wanna still give that this haunted blog/post does contain heavy spoilers so if your planning to watch good omens or haven’t seen season two yet go watch it and come back here, or you can still read— what can I say, I’m only a phantom that have lot to say about good omens and making it everyone else’s problem. But still spoiler warning ahead! So without further or do,

let get into it and talk about our favorite snake demon and a good old fashion lover boy/girl/enby—

So, okay, seeing Angel Crowley, that’s cool and honestly wholesome— despite the poor trauma he’s going to endure and will sauntered vaguely downward for. I remember hearing the theory about how his name could be Raphael, seen some AO3 tags of Crowley used to be Raphael or just people buzzing what his name could’ve been (even some saying it could be Castiel or Cassiel). And while the curiously of it all is cool, for a while I couldn’t really pin it at first as to why I personally didn’t like it. And Idk if that make be boring or a bitch for not wanting to know, it just to me, I felt why does it matter if Crowley himself don’t even want to remember about his time at heaven?

Sure season 2 when he didn’t even say it might have been what spiked it, but i think the whole point about him is the fact that he clearly moved on from it. Does he still hold resentment? Of course, why wouldn’t he be? And from unfair circumstances too:

But, as we’ve seen from most of the flashback, he moved on from it. He using hell as long as he can (lonely? Yep, which is a perfect parallel to how Aziraphale following heaven—), he doesn’t want to remember the angel he is before, he even said it to Aziraphale when he tried to stop him from killing Job’s kids. But I think of how he’s dealt with is how his trauma grew seeing how he doesn’t want to be considered nice or kind; I feel it goes deeper than just because he’s a demon now, I believe (and this is just my observation), he rather not remember the kinder side he was once before because of how the “light” casted him away and how heaven runs things. So why would he want to be associated with those word when it remind him of his time, he rather not remember it (or in a case run away from heaven as much as he can), he rather associate himself from being mean or remember himself as a demon now rather than an angel he once was. (Even though, he is very kind and I wish to hug him. Don’t start-).

Plus, he more comfortable with his new name now, that’s why he even changed it back at the flashback of the crucifixion of Jesus as his named used to be Crawly (which honestly real.) and changed it to Crowley (now technically he changed it again to Anthony J Crowley, but we hardly heart anyone even Aziraphale say it outside from the blitz flashback, so I kinda wanna count it but I’mma not just incase, but I like the name tho-), and since then, he’ve wore that name proudly and never look back, and Aziraphale an ally he is suppose him and call him by his prefer name. That is him saying “I’m not whoever I was before, so I’m going to change my name to move on from my past”, and honestly I stand, I love the fact he want to move on from his time as an angel/move away from his deadname to be the person he is today, proud of the wily serpent ^v^

“But phantom, that still doesn’t explain why you dislike it?”

You’re right, it still doesn’t so imma explain it a bit more, I just feel it shouldn’t matter what his name was, it really up to his (or Neil’s but this is Crowley we’re talking about) own terms, it him that should be able to say his deadname. And if it never reveal, I wouldn’t care since Good Omens from both season shown, Crowley moved on from his angelic past even if he have the grudges he have now after 6000 years he rather accepts his life now and hopefully with the Angel that have supported him and stood by him. And I know the finally is making it seem like Azirapahel want to change him, but like I said here that I don’t think that the case, I don’t think he would ever want him to revert back to the person he was once before, he could never ask Crowley to do such a thing knowing the progress he made. Like I said and will say again, I think this was Azirapahle (in a poor way given the situation and that their communication is the equivalent of a ghost (invisible as fuck)) to give Crowley a change to fix the broken and toxic system heaven been running on since the dawn of time, to give Crowley the chance to fix what need to be fixed with Aziraphale, and Crowley said no, and I think rightly so in his point of view, heaven did treated everyone especially Crowley poorly and is the main source of his trauma, so I’m happy he said no, it not his place to fix the one thing that in his eyes was broken and have always been. So good jobs Crowley for standing your grounds.

But I’m getting ahead of myself, my point is that, Crowley have moved on and it shouldn’t matter what his deadname was, I think we should all respect that when it come to not just his but everyone’s deadname. Crowley clearly doesn’t have to remember his time on heaven, and I gotta respect that. Because if I was in his shoes, I wouldn’t neither if I was a bit braver than he was.

“But phantom what if it was revealed anyway?”

Again I wouldn’t care, like the commenter said (I don’t know how they feel about tagging so I won’t just to be respectful) and I do agree, if it had to be revealed it should be on his own terms. And I do agree, it is up to Crowley, he should be able to say it as it could garner the impactful moment, especially if he does say like “I’m not *this name* anymore” or whatever he’ll say in season 3, (which please let it be greenlit, I’m begging atp).

And honestly, I don’t doubt it really, it seem it might be revealed, which, fine, this is Neil’s work so gotta respect. Just I hope it on his term, and that no one else say it, I don’t even want aziraphale to say it. Just him. He deserve it.

But that’s my take on it. That’s my spew on this. Might be boring or lame to not be curious, but honestly like I said, he’ve going down a path away from heaven and accepted what happen to him. May not be in a healthiest way but regardless I love this demon and I am happy he moved on and I can’t wait to see him again in season 3, David Tennant a perfect Crowley and I wouldn’t have it any other way ^v^

But I hope you enjoy my yet another insane ramble of this show, frankly this show is becoming my life atp and I don’t hate it. I love this show, it my comfort, I’m happy to have this show; if you want to ask me any other questions you can in the AMA box or comments, but also tell me what do you guys think of this theory? Do you love it? Have qualms with it? Or anything? Tell me in the comments or reblog. As always this is phantom, imma go haunt somewhere else.

[ask-the-totally-real-peppino]

👀 Pepstavo?

(...Nooooooooo...)

[allonsy-miles]

Never not thinking about how happy and excited the captain was throughout 2x06

I mean… LOOK AT HIM 🫠

[singsofecho]

the fanon sibling perception of a seven sibling fam re: the Feanorians is really funny from the perception of one of seven, particularly Maedhros and Maglor. No I will not elaborate

[jedipumpkin21-3]

Application for someone to appreciate my nut vids🤣

[mhaynoot]

listen i know i’m the last person to tell you what to do with your fanfics but please listen to me for like five minutes and you can go on your way afterwards and do whatever you want because fanworks is fanworks and who am i to tell you what the fuck you get up to in your free time. okay anyway still here? okay listen that police au you might be potentially be thinking of writing? think about it carefully, like what do you want to do with that really? like you probably want someone who got trauma from work, someone who actually rescues people and someone who is not part of a systemically corrupt system that preys on vulnerable and marginalised groups and fuck, you don’t want to write politics into your fanfiction (or maybe you do, go you!) but you also want hot person in uniform right? listen. come closer. listen carefully. firefighters. okay off you go now.

[adrowningmansballad]

mirror

My bones don't feel like my own,

The waves spill over me ten fold.

Do you ever wish for another chance?

"-It's a hundred dollars per gram,"

I'm nothing but a crushed tin can.

[skylarkking]

Heheh. Blushy Sentinel.

[mebiselfandi]

Why is he so memeable😭

Part 2/6 of Ney’s Stream

[pittwosu]

I will make an art blog eventually, i just need to finish drawing my pfp in MsPaint

​don’t expect it to be god tier art like the rest of the stuff on this hellsite (affectionate), i sort of just started actually drawing things like maybe a month or two ago

[mylonelydreaming]

Link stealing glances at Zelda in AoC