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in absolute tears about the pride module at my work

HOLY SHIT GUYS, I WAS INSPIRED BY THIS POST TO TRY MAKE THE SONG AND YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT WHEN I DRAGGED THE TRAINING AUDIO OVER THE BACKING TRACK AND IT LINED UP PERFECTLY

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Tempted to actually put this on spotify so I can secretly stream it at work...

Tagging @batshit-auspol because as an Australian you're the only big account I know who might share (sorry).

punkrorschach

happy first day of pride everyone

#pride #slurs #a classic

elf-from-subway

I rewatched the first two seasons and remembered how much I love those flashbacks😭💔

If Crowley didn't draw that mustache on him, then what's the point of all this?

#good omens #art rec

buttered-s0up

First official hello to tumblr. Hey. Hi. Have some old man yaoi.

#good omens #art rec

thedreadpiratecam

microdosing hell by being awake and literate

#about me #yup

strange0-0storm

REDRAW OF A DRAWING FROM 2023

Crowley casually traveling through the phone line 🥹

Old drawing under ⬇️

#good omens #art rec

3000s

i'd truly be fucked in her situation because rumpelstiltskin is not a name that would come to mind for me

3000s

to be honest i forgot he did that

#lol

chernozemm

- What did you even tell that artist?

- I wasn't...I didn't!!! I was simply trying to get Gabriel off our backs by-by planting evidence of our rivalry!

- Uh-huh

- I didn't think they'd draw me looking like a strongman!! Or...or quite so hairless...

-That is a shame...

#good omens #art rec #i would read the fuck out of this

reckless-glitch

ramblingandpie

[Video description: Gritty is turning the crank on a flagpole to raise the Progress Pride Flag. He gesticulates angrily that the flag is not blowing in the wind, then gestures offscreen. The flag begins blowing. As Gritty begins raising the flag more, the camera pans out to show a man in a suit and sunglasses, looking like a stern Secret Service agent, is holding a leafblower that points at the flag. End description.]

#gritty #pride

Having written 20k words and edited 50k words in the last three days, and having finally started posting those words, I am now a little bit all at sea.

I mean, i'm at work... I should be doing that. But my brain's a bit meandering.

#doonas rambling #what a rush though #writing makes me so happy #why cant i just do it all the time easily and well and with lots of money and praise

Summary: Not Season Three Compliant!

Thanks to the rather limited duration of their new mortal lives, Aziraphale and Crowley wasted no time deciding they wanted to spend their time together. Within twenty-four hours they had accomplished a surprising amount of kissing, one decent orgasm each, and a rapid introduction to hunger, thirst, fatigue, and other baffling features of the human condition. (See previous fic in the series!)

Over the next few months, everything starts to fall neatly into place. With the notable exception of their ability to actually say how they feel. Naturally, they get there in the end; there would be little point in telling the story otherwise. Unfortunately, getting there requires a number of failed attempts, several near-confessions, a handful of arguments, a few reconciliations, and rather a lot of sex. They do, at least, learn something about themselves and their relationship in the process.

@goodomensafterdark

Wordcount: 4400/80k

Rating: E for sex reasons, mind the tags, specific triggers to be noted at the top of individual chapters.

A/N: This will be an out-of-order series of snapshots from their first three months of living mortal, human lives. It follows on from ‘In the Interests of Time’ but you don’t necessarily need to read that first. You also don’t really need to read this in order (with the exception of a few pairs of chapters which are single events split across two chapters because those events got out of hand wordcount wise). I think this works best read front to back and not in temporal order but who knows?! I’ll post the chronology at the end for anyone who wants to try!

Thank you enormously to Unicornbeck who has left me dozens and dozens of lovely comments over the years and who left this very wonderful and reasonable note just before the epilogue got posted for ‘In the Interests of Time’:

I have but one request, but it’s rude to expect an author to obey the whims of one reader among many. I’m going to spill it because like Eric before me, I CANNOT keep my mouth shut, but please understand I’m expressing a yearning that A) you put there (I’m pointing at you) and B) you are under no obligation to fulfill. I will not be hurt or offended if you ignore me for what your story needs. My begged ask is just this, because let’s face it: you’ve edged us all, here: Words of love

Which is a totally awesome comment to receive and I responded very reasonably with something along the lines of:

Nah. I’ve already written the epilogue and Crowley’s shit at feelings and I cannot figure out how to make him say it.

Although I was probably nicer about it. I then thought about it for a little bit — especially in the aftermath of season three (which has absolutely no connection to this fic thank you very much) — and became quite unreasonably obsessed and now, here we are. Twelve chapters and close to 70k words, all squarely focussed on ‘words of love’.

But I will argue that at least I am not ‘edging’ anyone because you get an ‘I love you’ right out the gate. No tricks or gimmicks here (okay lots of tricks and gimmicks). This has been an absolute blast to write and I hope it hangs together how it does in my head. Telling the story out of order is always a bit terrifying so I hope it makes sense.

Thanks to Narumila and u/ModernDayKlutz for jumping on board as betas! They’ve managed to dive right into a messy 70k and hardly even blink at the absurdity, not to mention wading through some very verbose sex scenes (as usual). Their notes and corrections have been big improvements!!

And thanks to all of you for reading! Enjoy chapter one which just so happens to sit about halfway through our three month journey!

Excerpt:

“I love you.” Aziraphale states it casually across the little dining table in the back room of the bookshop while Crowley makes a mess of a warm pain au chocolat.

Crowley doesn’t stop chewing but he grins around a mouthful, white teeth shining and his lips flecked with crumbs. His nose scrunches in pleasure as he rolls his eyes and chocolate smears from between the pastry layers to drip down the back of his hand.

Aziraphale smiles back at him before taking a sip of his tea. He watches Crowley cram more of his breakfast into his mouth and then lick his fingers, all without pausing to swallow. Crowley grunts some sort of unintelligible response that definitely isn’t an attempt to say it back, nor is it resistance to hearing it, before finally washing the pasty down with large gulps of his morning coffee.

Read it here!

#doonas fic #good omens fic #good omens fanfic

best-of-inspirobot

tearlessrain

this is in perfect iambic meter and sounds like the first line of a weird poem

tearlessrain

Rule #2

Don’t ever hug a lobster when you see one on the street,

For decorum is essential when a lobster you must greet.

You may comment on the weather, compliment his choice of hat,

But crustaceans like their space if one should stop them for a chat.

Don’t ever hug a lobster when you’re strolling down the coast,

Simply nod and give a greeting, or a handshake at the most,

For a lobster’s first priority is formal social graces,

And one seemes over-familiar if a lobster one embraces.

Don’t ever hug a lobster when you meet one in the sea,

For a lobster’s spines and chitin make it difficult, you see,

And he might become self-conscious if you bring that fact to light,

So don’t ever hug a lobster, simply put, it’s impolite.

#poetry #lobsters #iambic pentameter

tampire

Aziraphale and Crowley enjoy Dim Sum Dinner

#depressed pathetic crowley lighting up just like that #good omens

polymona

armageddidnt

Oops another person’s hand slipped

#good omens #the good place #the crossover we all deserve

heyitzfaye

Again with another Good omens sketch bcz I miss them already:<<

This time Aziracrow human au !👀

tawnyontumblr

The softness! The records on the wall. This is lovely 😍

#good omens #art rec #grabby hands

shubbabang

dark-wizard-guy-fieri

context (via @mellorocket)

chimthecappy

doubly funny that I saw a compilation of all the corporate accounts like "aw thanks elmo, we're doing well" meanwhile all the flesh and blood real human people are extremely not okay