We Do See A Fair Amount Of Crowley’s Eyes In The Show But I Also Want To Stan The Rest Of David Tennant’s

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a beaded curtain, but instead of beads they’re worms on strings

Jab We Met is such a good and pure romance like Aditya was fully and honestly in love with Geet but he 1)didn’t act like just because he was in love that that meant they’d be together 2) didn’t regret loving her without being able to have her and actually just used his love for her to inspire him to be his best self and be happy and successful 3)actually tried to help Geet get another guy because he thought that would make her happy and didnt presume anything until she was the one to say something.

And Geet is just a delight like yes girl, be crazy, do the things that light your heart up, be your own favorite what an icon.

Oh, he’s not my friend. We’ve never met before. We don’t know each other.

a helpful tutorial

I was taking with my friend about good omens and we were wondering how the hell aziraphale-as-crowley managed to get into that bath without getting his socks wet and so I drew this ‘helpful’ guide.

I like to imagine that all the demons had to just awkwardly stand around watching him clamber around getting into this bathtub… @neil-gaiman can you confirm?

this thread absolutely killed me

Prompt: Sita & Rambha (victim of Ravana who cursed him, thereby protecting Sita)

A woman remains behind when the gods descend upon Lanka to bless the captive Sita with security and sustenance, and Sita need only look once at the stranger’s eyes, bright as the dance of sunlight against water, and her hair, shining like the waves of the river to know: an apsara.

“Their Queen, in fact,” says the woman–Rambha herself–confirming Sita’s guess, and inclines her head in response to Sita’s folded hands.

All the world has heard of what she suffered at the hands of the demon king, but Sita must know for sure. “Did he–Did Ravana try–” She breaks off, unsure of how to phrase her question delicately, but it is unnecessary. The apsaras are hardly undiscerning, and Rambha no exception.

“He did more than try,” she says bluntly, and Sita, now knowing all too well what it is to know such powerlessness, shudders with sympathy.

“I am sorry,” she says awkwardly, words insufficient to express what she feels, but Rambha shakes the words away.

“Perhaps, it was for the best. At least it is now such that he can never do so again, not on pain of instant death. If my suffering was necessary to bring that to be, then as Queen I would have accepted the cost regardless.”

Sita marvels with this, enough to dare ask the question that has haunted her. “And your husband–he forgave you?”

Rambha shakes her head. “No,” she says, “for he said there was nothing for which he needed to forgive me. His punishment fell solely on Ravana’s head, to ensure it should be split into pieces should he attempt such atrocity again. Ah yes,” she confirms, smiling at Sita’s clear relief, “such is the nature of my gift to you; to us all, I suppose. And even were it not so—allow me to reassure you again, dear one: you are blameless and innocent, come what may. Whatever sin has been committed is on Ravana’s hands; you need carry none of it.”

“As are you,” Sita dares reply, and Rambha’s smile in return—the smile any number of gods, sages, and demons would have died to earn—remains with her, even into the flames.

Due to personal reasons I will be on your own business and the other day of school and college students and teachers.

“due to personal reasons i will ____” is so fucking funny because it implies both that whatever you’re doing is some kind of self care AND that it’s nobody else’s goddamn business 

Most shows with overpowered supernatural characters always try to come up with elaborate excuses to explain why the characters can’t just magic themselves out of every situation. Good Omens doesn’t really do that, but you don’t really question it because you completely buy that these morons are so unequivocally incompetent that they straight up forget that they have the powers of fucking demigods. They’re like high-level d&d characters who only use the same three moves and have completely forgotten about the 73 magic items sitting in their inventory. 

The angst is killing meeeee!

I’m going absolutely feral thinking about Crowley’s reaction to the bookshop fire and not being able to find Aziraphale because here’s the thing:

Crowley had absolutely no way of knowing how the fire was started or by who. All he knows is that the bookshop is on fire and Aziraphale is Gone.

Crowley knew hell was after him and it’s not a hard leap for Crowley to think they might have been after Aziraphale as well. So it’s absolutely logical for him to assume that the fire burning down the bookshop is Hellfire. Holy Water for Demons and Hellfire for Angels as we know destroys them completely — no second chances or re-corporations to spare. Crowley sees the bookshop on fire and thinks Aziraphale is destroyed and gone forever.

Secondly, the last call Aziraphale placed before the fire was to Crowley, Crowley was having his own issues yes, but he hung up on Aziraphale moments before the fire began. So for all Crowley knows, Aziraphale could have been calling him for help, for backup, to save him, and Crowley let him down.

So in those hours after in the bar, after the fire: Crowley thinks Aziraphale is gone forever, and that it’s his fault.