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Babel's tower was actually Crowley (and a hundred guys he hired) stacking stones so he could yell at God from closer.

My Grandparents got me a chromebook for my birthday and it has A TOUCH SCREEN! NOT JUST THE MOUSEPAD, BUT I CAN PHYSICALLY SCROLL ON THE SCREEN WITH MY FINGER! IT'S SO COOL!!!!!

michaelsheenpt

Behind the scenes of Good Omens photo shoot 2019

#Jon Hamm lmao #Michael Sheen and Neil be having a whole ass philosophical discussion

sicklywhitedudes

this isnt a hot take just a story about me being 10 and having just discovered fandom content and i thought to myself “oh i wonder if there is fandom content for my favorite movie the lorax!” and you know what. there was

anthonyandaziraphale

@dingdongyouarewrong

emotionalpinetree

#What it felt like to read this post

bastardiel-deactivated20190803

Aziraphale: i gave it away!

Crowley:

I just watched the end scene of “Tusk,” on YouTube. Regret it. I regret clicking the video. The thumbnail was enough to scar me. After reading some comments on the video of the movie clip, I have more backstory on it and I feel physically ill. I know it’s just a movie, but now I feel unwell.

genus-corvidae

it’s that time of year again

untilthepainstarts-deactivated2

yeah cool this place isn’t safe for me any more.

i quit. peace out.

emotionalpinetree

Huh? Here on Tumblr? Or your current living situation?

Wanna talk?

wolfchildrenn

*makes this noise at you*

prguitarman

emotionalpinetree

uwu

roger-taylor-owns-my-wigg

every person can feel freddie’s presence in their souls when they sing MAMAAAAAA UUHHHH, I DONT WANNA DIE, I SOMETIMES I WISH I’VE NEVER BEEN BORN AT ALL with all the air in their lungs i’m not joking

peachdisco

it’s fucking crazy to think about the amount of people who have sung bohemian rhapsody? like it’s such a unifying song, by nature of the fact that so many people know it. it holds so many good memories for me and other people. it’s a song you scream in the car with your friends while you drive around your boring hometown, it’s a song you drunkenly sing with your arm around your best friend, or a song you sing along to with strangers when it’s on in public. it’s bittersweet to think about freddie’s legacy carrying on like that through his masterpiece. freddie carries on because he’s a part of so many people’s good memories and bohemian rhapsody is a huge part of that.

deathbutwithfuzzyanimals

Reblog if you have sung bohemian rhapsody with your friends

reikah-deactivated20190906

every time i see this post i’m reminded of the video of 65,000 people singing bohemian rhapsody in near-perfect harmony

like, what other song can make that claim?

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Some of the highlights of that video include:

The crowd cheering after the first stanza when they realize what they’re all doing

So many people audibly ‘doing the guitar parts’… like ya do

The sheer number of voices joining the rediculous falsetto (thanks, Roger)

How they all start jumping at the ramp-up “so you think you can stomp me”

Hands up, hundreds, thousands deep for the final “ooooo”s and the last line to close the song

aces-to-apples

Only days before my state went into lockdown, “Bohemian Rhapsody” came on in the restaurant kitchen I’d just been hired at and, no shit, every single worker in that little diner started singing along. Me (the only queer afaik), the manager, all the other kitchen workers, the dishwasher up front, the two people on the counter, all but two of the men over 30. Just belting out Freddie Mercury at the top of their lungs. And you can bet when “sometimes I wish I’d never been born at all” came around, we every single one of us ramped up the intensity and basically made sure Freddie could hear us in the afterlife.

zohbugg

emotionalpinetree

The video made me my cry. The unity! The unspoken alliance between 65,000 people! Lockdown got me hella lonely. And to think... people used to just- they used to hang out together, that close. Bruh I’m emotional!

lizzibennet

“my child is fine” your child loves sleep because it is a guiltless way of escaping their reality

emotionalpinetree

“my child is fine* your child has dreams of you verbally berating them, based on an actual memory made less than a week prior.

#me lmao

raychus-deactivated20180502

hi i just love sharing my fav scene from sesame street ever

alexenglish

big bird is canonically nonbinary

tedlyanderson

Same for Gonzo

emotionalpinetree

@cryptidmaurice

anthonycrowleymoved

doctor who won the superwholock world cup but destiel caught the snitch

anthonycrowleymoved

rainydaydecaf

Aziraphale’s phone rings. He answers, expecting it to be Crowley. But to his surprise, it’s a demon he’s never met.

“I’m Crowley’s replacement,” the demon says. “He’s not done anything impressive lately, and Downstairs doesn’t like how ineffective he is at keeping you in line. So now he’s shuffling paperwork and scooping up hellhound shit while I do his job for him.”

“Ah… I see,” Aziraphale says icily. “Well, I most assuredly do not look forward to working with you.”

The demon laughs. “Feeling’s mutual.”

Twenty-four hours later, the demon is very surprised to find himself discorporated in his sleep. He can’t explain what happened, he has absolutely no idea.

“Don’t let it happen again,” Beelzebub says, annoyed, and sends the demon back up.

After a mere three days, the demon ends up discorporated again.

A new replacement is sent up. This one lasts for a week and a day.

A third replacement is sent up. This one lasts for exactly four hours.

Three demons are sent up next time. Two manage to stay alive for at least five months. In that time, they botch four very important temptations, and the citizens of London inexplicably find their daily lives much improved in thousands of little ways. Traffic and pollution are nonexistent, injury and illness are miraculously avoided. Church attendance is up five hundred percent, and every politician and CEO is struck by the urge to donate as much money as possible to charity. There’s a general feeling of contentedness and goodwill in the air that wasn’t there before. It feels downright heavenly.

Suddenly, Beelzebub is having a very hard time finding anyone to take Crowley’s post. Bribes and threats make no difference. The rumors have spread and only grown more disturbing in the telling. Not one demon is willing to go up there and face the cold, calculated, merciless wrath of the angel known as Aziraphale.

Crowley absolutely loses it when someone gets around to telling him. “Y’know, I could’ve warned you,” he says gleefully. “Been working with him for thousands of years. I know exactly how much of a bastard he can be.”

After running the numbers and seeing how many souls they’ve lost to Heaven in the past year, Beelzebub gives up and concludes that trying to replace Crowley is a massive waste of resources Hell can’t afford.

After one year, Aziraphale receives another phone call. He answers, with bated breath, and nearly shouts for joy when he hears a familiar voice.

“Hi, angel. Lunch on me?”

ineffableplan

OP this is exactly, completely, my kind of Aziraphale characterization I’m in love with this little fic

yoshifics

Random demon: I’m Crowley’s replacement

Aziraphale:

(Image here by @petimetrek )

Lmao there’s like no AU or headcannon that the Good Omens DOESN’T accept. They’re gay? Yes. Asexual? Yep! They’ve since moved into their cottage in the South Downs? Hell yeah.