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random teenager, posting an unhinged shitpost ab sandman/good omens/etc at 3 am

neil gaiman, reblogging at 4 am

Alexandria 48 BC - Overview

Here's a quick overview of the brilliant comic by the amazing @smudgeandfrank.

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draw your otp

Finally made them justice I think

I want a neurodivergent sims mod where you can't see your needs, you just get a vague "uncomfy" moodlet sometimes and you have to figure out how long it's been since you ate/showered

when humans are happy they show each other their bones. they take pride in the appearance of these public bones, and regularly clean them and often attempt to lighten their color. they are also known to strap metal wires to their young's bones to align them in the most aesthetically pleasing way.

specifically the chosen name Jim, not assigned at birth

if i had a nickel for ever time a side ship became canon in a silly little gay show and one of the people had the name jim i’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it’s happened twice

Good Omens 2 appreciation post for that moment after Nina has just rocked Crowley's world with the revelation that no, he isn't slick and yes, it is glaringly obvious to everyone just how head over heels in love with Aziraphale he is.

Crowley takes himself off to the french restaurant and is drowning his sorrows in a bottle of wine while having the realisation that he's been following the angel around like a lovesick puppy all day with no other possible agenda other than to be around him.

And then he sees Aziraphale and whistles him over but the angel is too busy to join him for a wine in the middle of the day and Crowley tries to divert questions by complaining that he's scared Gabriel/Jim is gonna smite him and he'll be well and truly smote, no, smoted? Smited? What's the word he's looking for?

And the angel gives him a knowing look and says:

"Smitten, I believe."

PERFECTION.

GRAMMATICAL CORRECTION AND DIAGNOSIS IN A SENTENCE.

AZIRAPHALE JUST READ HIM LIKE A HIGHLY COLLECTIBLE BOOK AND DOESN'T EVEN REALISE HE HIT THE NAIL ON THE HEAD.

This is my new favourite double entendre.

Smitten as the past tense of Smite. And the exact reason Crowley is drinking in the middle of the day.

He's realising he's smitten, your honour.

I hope Neil closed the laptop with a dramatic flourish after writing that line. Hell if I'd written a moment that perfect I'd take a victory lap of the kitchen and then call someone to tell them how clever I'd been before I pop.

if this gets 20 notes I'll start posting shitty art, mostly fandom related. this isn't a bribe, it's a threat

this. this is the intertextuality im looking for.

Jedediah from camp here and there kinda reminds me of Wirt from over the garden wall but if he could say fuck