can i hear a WAHOO
My old headcanons vs. Good Omens Prime! :D
though i love the series version (and LOOKING FORWARD TO WATCHING ASDFGHJKL), i still rememeber how i imagined Aziraphale and Crowley while reading the book years ago. :3 so i decided to draw David and Michael using my older designs.
Based on this photo.
The Old Saybrook Blockheads are a pair of extraterrestrial entities sighted in Old Saybrook, Connecticut in 1957. They have been described as having broad, rubbery bodies with no hands. Instead of heads, they have transparent cubes with bright red cores. They stand no more than four feet tall.
A retired teacher named Mary Starr was awakened by a bright light outside her house in the early hours of December 16th, 1957. She saw a strange craft hovering above her clothesline, and through its windows, saw the Blockheads.
you know what? sherlock was bad and so was supernatural but doctor who was good. every episode was just like “oh no the doctor has to stop the evil Octopus Man who put tiny octopi in everyone’s tea and biscuits that turns people into Octopus People and they’re gonna cover the big ben in ink” and we didn’t appreciate it enough for that
Aziraphale in the paintball scene, though. I mean, seriously, y’all
Look
at
this
absolute
nerd
Especially that last gif! This is an angel that is literally thousands of years old, he helped create the motherfuckin’ universe, and he is p o u t i n g at Crowley over some paint on his jacket that he could EASILY remove himself.
But wait! There’s more!
Not only has Aziraphale already shown Crowley the stain, but Crowley has already circled him to assess the damage for himself.
And yet, after saying, “Well, I would always know the stain was there,” with that little pout, he turns to show Crowley the stain again.
And then! AND THEN!!
He gives Crowley this look.
Do you see the little raise of his eyebrows??? LOOK AGAIN
He could very easily get rid of this stain himself, but he is doing E V E R Y T H I N G in his power to get Crowley to do it for him.
“I could do this myself,” he’s saying, “but I’d rather you do it. You can do it better than me, can’t you? Please? Please, won’t you???”
The funniest part about this, fam, is that we all know Crowley needs very little prompting to actually indulge Aziraphale’s whims. He’s incredibly indulgent, anyways, we see ample evidence of that in Hard Times.
But this…I think (?) this is the first time that we see Aziraphale actively seeking out and trying to manipulate his way into getting one of those acts of service that Crowley so does like to give to him.
Like, sure, back during the Shakespeare scene, Aziraphale gives Crowley that very hopeful, “oh, WILL YOU?” look when Shakespeare mentions needing a miracle for Hamlet, but that is so different from this.
This is Aziraphale KNOWING that Crowley indulges and using that knowledge for his personal gain.
AND CROWLEY GIVES IT TO HIM. HE JUST. DOES.
That is the face of a spoiled angel that has gotten exactly what he wanted–a certain demon’s love and attention.
And that look Crowley gives him is just as devastating to me as Aziraphale’s sunshine smile over getting what he wanted.
That is a look of UTTER INDULGENCE.
He absolutely knows he’s been played but is happy to let it happen, because there is nothing quite as satisfying as indulging Aziraphale.
That is a look that says, “You’re so obvious, angel, and it’s adorable.”
He’s made his angel happy, what the fuck does he care?
Evangelion is out on Netflix now with a new dub and everything. It’s a good excuse to watch it again. Here’s some fanart that I made some time ago.
Useful information ! Reblog ASAP
I always thought it was weird when I got a refill they gave me an entirely new one when it’s literally built so you can remove the actual medicine
Canadian pharmacist here. Unfortunately, we don’t have a way to recycle your inhalers. England is, clearly, more advanced.
We’d also like you to use a new inhaler each time, because nobody ever follows the cleaning instructions for metered dose inhalers, and they get clogged with crud.
gingerglides asked:
Hey Neil, I’m working on my first novel, first draft, but I’m stuck with the irritating sensation that I haven’t set up enough things, so I keep editing and rewriting instead of forging ahead. First drafts are supposed to be fun, but I feel like I’ve lost perspective while chasing storylines around my brain. How do you rediscover your writing joy when you get stuck?
neil-gaiman answered:
You move forward. Fixing things, editing and rewriting, are second draft things to do.
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