thanks so much to @toktopus-art for this awesome commission that she drew! based on a scene from my vamp!eddie steddie fic.
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The Arrangement was very simple, so simple in fact that it didn’t really deserve the capital letter, which it had got for simply being in existence for so long. It was the sort of sensible arrangement that many isolated agents, working in awkward conditions a long way from their superiors, reach with their opposite number when they realize that they have more in common with their immediate opponents than their remote allies. It meant a tacit non-interference in certain of each other’s activities. It made certain that while neither really won, also neither really lost, and both were able to demonstrate to their masters the great strides they were making against a cunning and well-informed adversary.
It meant that Crowley had been allowed to develop Manchester, while Aziraphale had a free hand in the whole of Shropshire. Crowley took Glasgow, Aziraphale had Edinburgh (neither claimed any responsibility for Milton Keynes, [Note for Americans and other aliens: Milton Keynes is a new city approximately halfway between London and Birmingham. It was built to be modern, efficient, healthy, and, all in all, a pleasant place to live. Many Britons find this amusing.] but both reported it as a success).
And then, of course, it had seemed even natural that they should, as it were, hold the fort for one another whenever common sense dictated. Both were of angel stock, after all. If one was going to Hull for a quick temptation, it made sense to nip across the city and carry out a standard brief moment of divine ecstasy. It’d get done anyway, and being sensible about it gave everyone more free time and cut down on expenses.
Aziraphale felt the occasional pang of guilt about this, but centuries of association with humanity was having the same effect on him as it was on Crowley, except in the other direction.
Besides, the Authorities didn’t seem to care much who did anything, so long as it got done.
- Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch
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I'm losing my mind over this (from the filming of TOS episode "The Naked Time"):
"The Half-Naked Crazy George Takei Time" indeed!
Taken from "Star Trek Memories" (Shatner, William, 1993)
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richard siken “driving, not washing” / benjamin 2018 / ilya kaminsky “while the child sleeps, sonya undresses”
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III. Lost in the Woods
“Nicholas! I found someone who knows the way out of here,” Princess Sparrow said, but when Prince Nicholas turned to see the guide she spoke of, he found her kneeling in the dirt.
“Who are you talking to?” Nicholas asked.
The Prince went to stand behind the Princess, but swiftly regretted the decision when he found himself meeting the eight glossy black eyes of the hairy beast crawling over the Princess’s bare arm.
“She knows every leaf and root of this forest, she says he can have us back to the road within an hour,” Princess Sparrow said. She raised the monster to properly meet her travelling companion, seemingly unable to identify the spider as grotesque.
Nicholas screamed.
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Okay RWRB TRAILER!!!! (drumrolls)
A comparative study:🩷🩷🩵🩵
THE NEW YEAR'S PARTY KISS
"Oh you are thick as it gets"😭
PHILIP'S WEDDING
THE CAKEGATE/CAKE-TASTROPHIE!!!
It started with a cake and the rest is history ✨
Ellen's damage control and prolly the PowerPoint presentation scene
Oh the enemies to fake friends to best friends to lovers trope starts here (without Henry's polo gear😆)🫶
The cancer ward / star wars nerds
Henry quite literally coming falling out of the closet vs zhara pulling him out😂 (i loved the brexit your head your highness one)
Dear thisbe i wish there wasn't a wall between us - love pyramus (do you see them🫶💙😭)
LAKE LBJ !!!!!!💙💙
The confession!!! The signet ring!!! HISTORY HUH?😭🫶
OMGGGG IT'S PERFECT I'M TELLING YOUU
I know it won't be same as the book but it'll be amazing in it's own way!! You know like all the firstprince fanfics we've read till now. But this time it's by the author. I trust MqQuiston's decisions and storytelling. So stop hating and spreading hate and just pour all your love on them 🫶💙❤️
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"I've been afraid of the water since then. So, I tried to stay close to it--to get used to it."
"I'm trying too."
Here was a tiny prelude to Tharn's confession. Phaya might not quite grasp the meaning, but Tharn can almost be heard saying, "I've been afraid of loving since then. So, I've tried to stay close to you, to get used to it."
That admission of Phaya's was yet another chip in Tharn's defenses.
And when, by the poolside, Phaya says again that he couldn't stand to lose Tharn, Tharn also felt compelled to finally share his fear--that everyone he loves will die and that he's so dangerously close to loving Phaya that he's already afraid of the loss as well.
And they're sat before the water that Phaya fears and Tharn is sat beside the love he fears. And they're dipping their toes into water and into love. And maybe they're facing fears together.
Which is why, when Tharn practically pleads, "Please don't force it," Phaya can't help but take his hand and instill within him a little more courage.
Before either of them know it, they're slipping in. Deeper. Deeper. To depths unknown.
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ARTFIGHT ATTACK FOR @leavingautumn13 of Nora!!!!!
This was literally so fun to do I love Nora to bits 🥰
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Silver Lights
… somewhere you felt was you. Somewhere you fit into, could see yourself in the landscape and the landscape in yourself; it was the backdrop behind your eyes where life had played itself. Somewhere the air in your ears and nose just fit so perfectly you'd never notice the sound or the smell, like a hand you've held for so long you'd only feel it if it let go. Have you ever felt so completely that you belonged somewhere, that returning to it was hearing the sky sigh:
'There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere'
Silver hadn't. But as the snow crunched beneath his feet, and more tufts of snowflakes stuck to the outer coat of his fur as the wind brushed it from the horizon, it painted him in the same brush as the trees. And he was warm, from the inside.
A true child again - maybe for the first time, he collected snow with his mind and wrapped it with cyan sparkles. The sky flexed and arched excitedly, speaking the language of light with him.
Want a drawing from me? Donate to a Palestinian aid cause. No restrictions, no lower limit. Details 🇵🇸
EDIT - GANG I FREAKIN FORGOT TO FLIP HIS HAND BACK OVER pls reblog this version if you're going to, I am a fool.
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Anecdotes from the filming of TOS last episode
This is taken from the account by Joan Winston (an ABC television employee and Star Trek fan), about her two-week visit to the studios, when they were filming Turnabout Intruder. The account was published in the book Star Trek Lives! (Lichtenberg, Jacqueline 1975).
A selection of some funny anecdotes:
The origin of the set decorations
I wonder if this was the origin of the suspicious stalagmite in What are Little Girls Made Of?
Nimoy avenges his bike
The story of the bike itself can be found here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zbHP5FbJNAw
Dr. McCoy’s diagnosis
De boss, he’s De boss.
The chewing gum
“Spock, it’s always been you”
Spock’s silky hair
CCL stands for chopped chicken liver, by the way.
The “thing”
At this point, Shatner was severely ill with the flu, and they barely managed to film the intro scenes of the episode (the last material to be filmed, actually) before he collapsed on a couch.
After this, they started dismantling the sets for the bridge, the transporter room, etc.
Pretty poignant.
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No how it ends for February so here’s part of a scene instead :)
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