Aziraphale’s bookshop, 100% edible and made out of sugar! 🎄🎄 A very merry holiday season to all my Ineffables!!
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cherry valley forever
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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hello vonnie
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Aziraphale’s bookshop, 100% edible and made out of sugar! 🎄🎄 A very merry holiday season to all my Ineffables!!
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He's just sitting there..... staring at me
normalize flopping. it’s ok to fail baby. sexy even
the amount of people saying "i thought you meant flopping on the ground". target audience
the title of the last song you listened to is how ur 2022's gonna go
The tiny carrot bun,,,, they look so forlorn. I love how expressive you can make these lil guys with just small things like eye shape,,, amazing
Oh yeah, small details can change a lot :DDD
my love language is bringing you a funky rock or leaf i found on a walk
some sort of love poem
This is the wildest result of one of my comics becoming popular I feel rabid
was just gonna reblog this bomb ass comic again bc it's a mood but the author's addition is hilarious. this is why your english teachers taught you to find meaning in a text
listen. who WOULDNT like this song even if it’s about them
There’s a serial killer in your town. Unfortunately for them you are a necromancer and you have fun driving that maniac insane.
@townofcan Why would leave this masterpiece in the notes
daddy’s bastard very strong
Headcanon that Hernando and Jorge were impressions that Bruno used to do to entertain his nieces and nephews, who thought they were FANTASTIC. “It’s actually me!!” is exactly what you’d say to a baby you’re pretending with.
Bruno meeting fifteen-year-old Mirabel for the first time since she was five: Oh I know what she’s gonna LOVE
Mirabel: ?????????????????
Dolores: it was hard for Bruno with such a humbling gift and he was misunderstood because of his prophecies yk :(
Camilo: that man was TALL. AND HE HAD RATS. RATS. SCARY RAT MAN.
A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.
Serial Killer: metaphorically, if you were to kill someone, how would you do it?
Writer: Air shot between the toes, it’ll look like a heart attack.
Serial Killer who is obviously in love already: *sucks in a breath* ok
Writer: how long would it take to die if you were to potentially stab someone in the guts
Serial killer: anywhere from 2 to 30 minutes
Writer, already bringing a ring out: *shaking* thanks
A++ addition
Writer: *shows the serial killer the murder scene they’re writing* babe, i’m not sure if this would actually work?
Serial killer: *kisses writer on the forehead and leaves, comes back later, a suspicious scent of blood coming off them* it works baby, you’re doing great
I LOVE THIS
Oh no, murder comedy is my jam
I love this, I love all of this, but quick question, does the author know? Like are they aware that their significant other is a serial killer or do they just think that they have a morbid sense of humor? It’d be even funnier if the author had no fucking clue, like how Aurthur Conan Doyle was apparently stupidly gullible, and on top of it they’re a horror or crime novelist. Like the serial killer works at a butcher shop or something so it’s completely normal for them to come home smelling like blood, no murders going on here, no sirey. Just my darling coming back home from a long day at work.
Now fast forward a bit and the author has managed to get their first book published, with loving support from the serial killer who helped them fine tune all the murder scenes, and it’s a big hit. Enough so that a detective with the local police department has noticed some disturbing similarities to several active cases, including details that were never released to the press. Obviously he brings this up to his superior and convinces him that there’s something to the theory, but it’s all circumstantial right now. He stakes out the author’s home and is super convinced that the author is the murderer, but they don’t seem to do anything??? Like they literally are at the house all day, that’s it. Most they do is leave for groceries.
So you get this dynamic of the serial killer mining the author for creative murder schemes, the author being lovingly encouraged by the serial killer, and finally the detective who is just so sure that the author is the killer and that if he sticks it out long enough he’ll FINALLY have proof.
Plot twist, The serial killer and detective use to go out so it gets sub what personal.
“You need to stop seeing them. I think they are a serial killer.”
Serial killer breaths in. “Look-”
bruno @ his rat telenovela: and they were roommates
dolores hearing him through the wall: aye dios mio they were roommates