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the American revolution: they were both convinced the British were going to win and now refuse to talk about it again.
Aziraphale and Crowley meet throughout the ages because of special occasions.
It's almost inevitable, given the events that they cross paths. So here's my question: on what other occasions have they potentially crossed paths?
ooooooh I love this concept
Tolkien describes many of the elves in LOTR as ‘beautiful and perilous’ or some other combination to the same effect. What if Elves created uncanny valley effects towards the other races of Middle-earth?
The elves keep a little too still.
They blink, but hardly enough to be ‘normal’.
Their skin is a little too perfect.
Elves’ grace feels more predatory.
They can be completely silent.
In conclusion, give me more unsettling Tolkien elves. Please, fanfic writers I beg you.
FACTS
When you're obsessed with Good Omens, there are 2 stages. There's the Queen stage, and then there's the Hozier stage.
If you don't already know what I'm talking about then you're either about to find out, or you'll never know what I am talking about.
yall we all know Crowley would freak out about it for ages
he would have every little detail meticulously planned out months in advance like the romantic he really is
Aziraphale totally knew he was going to propose for ages (Crowley literally left the business pamphlet for the engagement photographer on the bookshop table by accident on two separate occasions)
he spent hours arguing with the ringsmith to make sure that the ring was PERFECT
inscribed on it in looping cursive is the phrase "my world"
one spring morning Aziraphale woke up to find a note next to his pillow that just read 'Angel - Berkeley square. 2:00.'
(Crowley had re-written that note over 30 times, attempts ranging from a page long love letter to two words on a piece of otherwise blank paper.)
Aziraphale, of course, made sure to wear his best outfit for the occasion, seeing as Crowley was probably the least-subtle being in the universe when it came to secret proposal planning.
Crowley's speech was hesitant at first, like he half expected to be turned down, but as he began speaking the words he had prepped and scrapped and written over and over again, his confidence grew until he was able to meet Aziraphale's eyes and see the blazing in his Angel's expression.
In the end, he forgot most of what he had planned to say, and just started saying what he felt was right.
Crowley: We've known each other a long time - we're a group, a team. A team of the two of us. And we've spent our entire existence pretending that we're not...apart from these last few years, which have been the best years of my life...Angel? Make me the happiest demon in the world, which, I know, is basically like asking you to make me the fastest sloth, but I -
Aziraphale: Oh Crowley...oh Crowley, Yes.
Crowley: ...Yes?
Azriaphale: Yes.
david tennant in a ginger wig
ruined my life, 5 stars
Good Omens
FIRSTLY OUR LITTLE PROBLEM ANGEL IS THE INVENTOR OF FRIVOLOUS MIRACLES AND WE LOVE HIM FOR IT
using constant miracles to keep those three little wisps of hair perfectly framing his forehead during the french revolution era
repeatedly reheating cups of cocoa (he makes it, sits down all cozy, gets distracted by a book (or Crowley), realises it went cold, reheats it, and the cycle continues)
once reheated it 7 times in a row before accidentally knocking the mug onto the floor
making random little trinkets in the bookshop turn the same yellow as Crowley's eyes <3
getting rid of that little moustache he drew on for his magic act in 1941 (he used a permanent marker)
proceeded to have to use the exact same miracle after drawing on the moustache for his performance at Warlock's eleventh birthday party
adjusting old clothes to still fit him even after a full decade (cough cough the waistcoat from 1941) because they remind him of his favourite things (read: Crowley)
no but like the song 'Little Talks' by Of Monsters and Men is so thoschei coded
...Now you're gone, gone, gone away, I watched you disappear, all that's left is the ghost of you. Now we're torn, torn, torn apart, there's nothing we can do, just let me go, we'll meet again soon...
Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around, I'll see you when I fall asleep
Don't listen to a word I say (hey!) The screams all sound the same (hey!) Though the truth may vary, this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore...
we are among you
reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts
Anyway if you see this you have to reblog and tag with a delight from ur day -- even the littlest thing counts
yall the hyperfixations were hyperfixating so i made this blog about it They/He/She ❤🧡🤍🩷💜🤍💚 #translivesarehumanlives🩵🩷🤍🩷🩵
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