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A withered floure needeth naught

I think alot about how throughout his arc Henry both gains and loses agency in becoming a soldier. And how he as a person gets lost to many characters as a tool, and to himself as a vessel of revenge.

I also like to think that the events of kcd1 and kcd2 take wayyyy longer than they canonically do. So I wanted my kcd1 Henry to look younger </3

mimic-txr

this is most likely on the list of things that are only funny for me

a-amoe

omg i’m dead

kagakagabisu

hilaryflorido

Poses for dialogue I did on Miki Brewster’s storyboards.

FYI: Miki is an absolute treat to work with. She’s a force on boards and I really just get to ride the wave when I work with them. Thank you, Miki!

loopy-lupe

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rcmclachlan

I just watched good omens and I'm a mess now. There is only six episodes and now I dunno what to do after finished. I can read the book but no money at the moment. Anyway I'm in love with Crowley and Aziraphales. They are so in love that hurts. What is keeping me alive are the fanarts fanfics. Can you recommend me some fanfics? It's can be any rated. I'm reading fanfics while listening Florence and now I'm depressed :')

“Can you recommend me some fanfics?” LOL you know me better than that, come on. Of course I can! +

i’d like for you and i to go romancing by dollsome

In which people keep mistaking Crowley and Aziraphale for a couple, and Aziraphale starts to wonder if there might be something to it.

such surpassing brightness by Handful_of_Silence

The revelation that Aziraphale might have been in love with him for thousands of years is surprising. The fact that literal books have been written on the subject comes as even more of a shock.

how big the hourglass, how deep the sand by Handful_of_Silence

After the Apocalypse, and with characteristic slowness, both Crowley and Aziraphale think there might be something they need to sit down and talk about.

And then Aziraphale disappears.

a city wall and a trampoline by kafkian

In their cottage in the South Downs, when Crowley eventually succeeds in getting Aziraphale to use a laptop, it takes Aziraphale literal hours to get past the default Windows screensavers of picturesque locations because ‘oh, look, isn’t it lovely, Crowley!’

Do Angels Dream of Electronic Catalogues? by DownToTheSea

While staying the night after the apocalypse at Crowley’s place, Aziraphale is on edge about his bookshop. Crowley attempts to calm him down.

vintage demon art, vape pens, & other treasures by kyrilu

Love, Anthony J. Crowley is aware, is a very foolish thing. He’s seen humans do stupid things based on love or lust, whether it’s tacky Disney movie themed weddings, internet catfishing, or matching couple shirts.

get religion quick (cause you’re looking divine) by brinnanza

So it was fine. Even if Crowley couldn’t love him, he clearly liked him well enough, and that was almost the same thing.

listen (he’s already told you five times) by darcylindbergh

Not everything Crowley says is said out loud. Aziraphale doesn’t always hear him at first, but he’s learning to stop being surprised.

Heaven Has No Taste by irisbleufic

Crowley’s lips twitched in amusement as he refilled their glasses. "Let’s have the pitch, then,” he said. “Why should I be dying to join the ranks that can only offer Elgar and a dire lack of sushi?”You would be safe, Aziraphale thought. I would spare you every harm if you would but let me.

Running to Catch Up by Solarcat

An angel and a demon step onto a bus that will not be heading to Oxford.

Salinity (And Other Measurements of Brackish Water) by drawlight

It’s an odd thing, getting on after the End of the World. Crowley takes to sea-watching.

that pulse of my nights and days by Ark

Aziraphale laughs, the delighted, breathy giggle he gives after his second bottle of champagne. “Such a shame we didn’t come to this sooner,” he says, pulling back and—oh, naughty angel!—increasing the length and girth of his cock when he pushes back in. Crowley gasps, and Aziraphale—greedy, too!—tilts in to swallow the sound from his lips, flicks his tongue against Crowley’s as though chasing after the flavor of this elongated pleasure.

humanityinahandbag

LISTEN UP

Today I did something that terrified the fuck out of me. But ladies, we all gotta do it at some point.

I got a contract for fulltime work given to me.

I looked at it.

I realized, calculating the amount they wanted to offer, that it would actually be less than I’m making part-time now.

So what did I do?

Let me tell you, every single piece of me wanted to stay quiet and settle and work my way up the ladder.

Until I realized that

I am worth more than they were offering, and it would be an insult to value me at any less than my actual worth.

I have a masters and a year’s worth of teaching under my belt.

I am a qualified professional who wants to make more than assistants pay.

Their reasoning for the pay was insurance. I’m given insurance that’s worth a great deal, so I shouldn’t worry too much because that added up to a bigger salary. Except insurance doesn’t do jack shit if I can’t pay for an apartment or car costs or student loans.

What did I do?

First

I breathed. I took a breath. I washed my face and had a quick cry in the bathroom. Ain’t nothing wrong with a real fast cry.

Second

I left a note on my bosses desk asking if he could speak to me about my contract whenever he was next available.

Third

Once in my bosses office, I calmly handed him my contract back and said, “I’m very honored that you thought of me for a position, but I cannot accept what you’re offering me. I have a masters and I’ve taught in this school for a year, and I’d been under the assumption that I’d be receiving a different position than this.” He asked me what I was looking for. I said, “I would work for no less than [MY RANGE]. And if you cannot offer me that, then I’ll have to continue working for you part time until I can find another position elsewhere that can.” I thanked him very much for the offer. I was polite and upfront about my expectations for the position that I wanted.

I can’t tell you what will happen. But I can tell you that going in there and establishing myself as a no BS worker who looks out for herself and negotiates got me farther than if I’d said nothing.

I don’t know the outcome yet. I really don’t.

But I can tell you that he is currently rewriting my contract with higher pay.

Will it be high enough to keep me there? I don’t know.

But I do know that today was me putting myself forward and taking a chance, and chances, no matter how small, do pay off.

Ladies.

DON’T BE AFRAID TO SPEAK ABOUT YOUR CONTRACTS.

IT’S FUCKING TERRIFYING.

BUT DO IT ANYWAY.

BECAUSE YOU’RE WORTH MORE, AND THEY SHOULD KNOW THAT.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.

humanityinahandbag

GUESS WHO FUCKING GOT HER MONEY TODAY

Speaking up about your paycheck actually works

standingonabeachatsunset

OPs first post came across my dash and I wanted to reblog it, but then I decided to see if there was a conclusion to this story and this makes it even better!

julielilac

When Crowley pins Aziraphale to a wall vs. when Uriel did the same.

gaartes

Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I’ll miss them But I’m not sorry Call my friends and tell them that I love them And I’ll miss them Sorry

z-grist

a batch of redraw reigens bc my friend has a LOAD of meme pictures and we both love reigen period

oekaki-chan

Mob Psycho 90s

a-amoe

Omfg

porigoshi-deactivated20240228

（今年も遅れましたが‥）スティーブンユニバース５周年＆シーズンフィナーレおめでとうアニメ！ (It was very late this year too..) Steven Universe 5th anniversary & season finale memorial animation!

a-amoe

!!!!

fiftyshadesoffemme

Ravenclaw aesthetic: the smell of old books, the sound of rain, swimming in the ocean, starry nights, notebooks in every color, ink stains, finished work, fancy quills, writing novels, solving mysteries, heavy curtains, silent libraries

Ravenclaw reality: lots of broken quills, never having enough ink, not finishing your work because Susan said there was chicken pot pie in the Great Hall, spending days in your room trying to finish an eight book series, chaotic notes, not doing your transfiguration homework because charms is more interesting, fifteen pages on the history of time turners, “DiD yOu SaY SpAcEe”, drinking a whole bottle of butterbeer in one go because someone said it was impossible, throwing things out the window for scientific purposes, studying at four in the morning because fuck sleep, being emotionally intelligent, hacking skills, bad Shakespeare puns, fast and fierce comebacks, just a lot of sass in general