oh when these two hang out i bet they talk so much shit
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oh when these two hang out i bet they talk so much shit
pov you’re an ofmd fan today
I am looking so respectfully
SHUT UP I CANT (x)
here we go fellow crazies
HDHDHDFUEHFUEUFUDHFHSHFHSHDHSH
HE LOOKS SO SOFT HELLO FUCK HELLO OMG
mood board but this is the only option bc there's no other possible mood
New season 2 bts!!! [x]
ITS HAPPENING ITS HAPPENING ITS HAPPENING OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
dear neil gaiman,
you have defined season two of good omens as quiet, gentle and romantic. if there is to be a third season, hopefully, how would you describe it?
Bigger, louder, final.
GOOD OMENS S2E02 The Clue
hey @neil-gaiman can you turn on your location real quick i just want to talk
I can't believe we all just got Our Flag Means Death'd when we thought we were gonna get Heartstopper'd.
hello tumblr its been a while. good omens season 2 has destroyed me
this actually is rewiring my brain as we speak
She was right. I was hiding. And I wasn’t yet ready to stop. So I put everything I was feeling into the music. And once I did… that song… just… worked. I mean, that’s how it was back then. We had to do everything ourselves. We put it out on a tiny label and hand-delivered copies to every DJ we knew. God, it was fun! Suddenly Bernie and I were doing four shows a night. In the Midtown clubs where the mainstreams danced. The roller discos in Central Jersey. All we had to do was play two songs, and people lost their minds. But we always ended our nights back at “Better Days.” They knew what the song was really about. I may not have been comfortable enough yet to dance with her… But making music together, making everyone else dance, it was the next best thing.