[ineffable-idiots]

@its-just-me-isa and I decided Aziraphale fucked Oscar Wilde and so Crowley revenge-fucked Freddy Mercury some 100 years later in the Bentley and that’s why it’s like that

[foxdoodles]

guess who’s hyped for the good omens tv series

[hacash]

i love how the good omens fandom is just so delighted with the sheer existence of crowley and aziraphale’s relationship that the actual details of it just don’t seem to matter that much?? like are they married? are they platonic best friends? are they ace soulmates? are they dating on the dl? are they mutually pining? is one of them pining while the other pretty certain they’re actually in a solid relationship? who cares; they’re together and they’re brilliant and everything’s amazing

[ren-nolasco]

I don’t know if this has been done yet but I think it should.

[saanphoenix]

Aziraphale trying to remove a severely injured Crowley off the battlefield would probably require a bunch of smooth talking about angels and helping those who can’t help themselves and what sort of DEMONS would they be to leave an injured man like that to die. And when Gabriel’s all, “…But he’s the Enemy,” Aziraphale would just Prove His Point louder as he shuffles inch by inch away with a gurgling Crowley.

…Crowley removing a half-dead Aziraphale from the battlefield would just require him yoinking him off the ground, yelling, “Mine!” and then running off into the distance while Hastur and Ligur watch as they theorize if Crowley’s going to eat the angel whole or not. Can his jaw unhinge that much? Probably.

[comicbookvillain]

Good Omens (2019)

[petimetrek]

To all the new fans who didn’t read the book or listened to the audio drama: Crowley is NOT cool, I repeat, the demon Crowley is absolutely not cool. And Aziraphale is an asshole.

[manyfandomsonelog]

Ssssnek

[vintagegeekculture]

H.J. Ward for “Spicy Adventure.” 

Until very recently, it was actually illegal to send pornography through the mail (Hayes, supreme moralist of the Hollywood Hayes Code, started as Postmaster General), and the definition of pornography was incredibly broad. So a very mild magazine type emerged in the 1920s called the “spicy” story, or “spicy adventure.” It was very mild by modern standards to pass the Postmaster-General’s tests - there is probably more sex in a modern romance novel than in a spicy adventure. 

[thebeautifulcosmos]

Owen Kay Garriott (November 22, 1930 – April 15, 2019)