"Just A Bunch Of Women In Their 40s And 50s Shredding Each Other, And It Is Wonderful To Behold." - Showrunner

And I longed for your kiss for a million years

The story of the Ineffable Husbands is not that different from that of a stalactite and a stalagmite finally finding each other.

My friend @lunaramoonlight and I just visited a cave in Spain and she said stalactite and stalagmite have the slowest of the slow burns, only kissing after thousands and thousands of years... and I was like OMG THAT'S SO GOOD OMENS CODED! So I simply had to draw them like this.

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.

Good Omens (possibly) unpopular opinion

Do you know what is a peak irony in this fandom?

When a person vehemently condemns Aziraphale's black-and-white approach to morality and rhapsodizes how sage Crowley is for his nuanced shades-of-grey outlook when the evident reason this person sympathizes with Crowley so much more is because he and his circumstances are more black-and-white and easy to judge while Aziraphale's case is far more complex and challenging to evaluate, with blurred lines everywhere.

This was supposed to be a paragraph in a longer meta but I decided to post it separately anyway.

I created a pile of cats and then I colored the pride flags into it. Idk, enjoy. Don’t “steal” them ig, but like, you can share them, just don’t say you made ‘em. Whatever, my signature’s on it.

Yay pride month!

The final #EveryFrameOfEden video is now up!

Thank you to everybody who took part! 💫 The web page with the full list of artist credits can be found here.

Slowed-down version under the cut:

would you put a discarded fruit sticker on my forehead in whimsical jest yes or no

Crowley found out that Aziraphale had put an extra bookshelf in the backroom of the bookshop on a measly Monday morning. When Muriel took him to the back and showed him the hidden cd collection behind a collection of books about dowdy fabric patterns they asked him whether he knew what the bookshelf was for. His breath hitched for a moment. Behind his glasses he blinked a couple of times. And he growled how the fuck should I know Muriel. He stalked off - looking his worst* murdery murderous look - slamming the bookshop door behind him, and hating the cheerful jingling with all his heart. Around the corner he relieved some of his feelings by shouting at some quivering nettles**.

It turned out that Aziraphale had co-opted Maggie's help in finding 'bebop' music. While Aziraphale did not really listen to that sort of music, he did have an extraordinary good memory. He had memorised many of the cd's Crowley had listened to. And collected them for some inexplicable reason. Crowley didn't get it. He didn't know why Aziraphale hadn't told him about this. He didn't get it. But he knew why of course.

Later that day he returned to the bookshop and slipped quietly into the backroom. He closed the door softly and took a deep breath. Smelling the dusty musty books always made him feel close to... He slowly ran a finger over the albums. Thinking back to those moments in the bentley listening together. Listening alone. Wondering. How long it would take for his angel to come back to him.

*so that means best depending how you look at it.

**The nettle, very confused and not having experienced demonic energies before, promptly grew a bright blue flower in between its pink ones. When Crowley saw that he stopped shouting and caressed the flower softly.

My latest Guardian Books cartoon. Inspired by this news story.

Soooo, the German name for a bassoon is Fagott, from Italian fagotto, meaning bundle, because that's what it looks like. There is also the extremely fun instrument called a serpent, which I encourage everyone to look up. It's very silly-looking.

And thanks to Richard Wagner, we have this:

They really are everywhere.

It's them, the Goomens. There they go, doing goomens things

Hi. Shout in!

Shout out to all the Aces who aren't Aro and the Aros who aren't Ace, we are lumped together so often so I'm here to say hi. Demi Queer, hopeless romantic here. Love uuuuuuu.