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Welp, I don't have anyone on Tumblr to tag, Sooo-

If you see this and wanna do it Shia LeBeouf the heck out of it and reblog! [Link is at the top]🧡

i wanted to start a picrew chain so uh,,,, make yourself using this picrew and tag some people!

@bbcmerthur @gwemrys @merwaines @queenofavalon3 @once-and-future-gay @lighthouse-on-the-sea @iliveinprocrasti-nation @clotpolemerlin and anyone else that wants to do it!

This bit is wonderful XD

Soooo... if one is taking a walk, say, oh, 12 hours after reading a certain fic. And like, a certain line of a certain chapter of a certain fic inadvertent and without warning pops into ones head and causes ones knees to turn to jelly... yeah. Like, is there something I should do about that? Or, like, take? Anything? Asking... for reasons.

Do consult your fic professional of choice as soon as possible (which you have wisely done). It may be helpful to let them know which line/s specifically caused your distress, although it’s probably not required.

Your symptoms, while disorienting at first, are absolutely normal after having consumed intoxicating fictional content. You may also experience some inconveniently timed daydreaming, vacant staring, and very mild chest pains if you have not already. Arousal at inopportune moments can also be a side effect, though that varies from individual to individual. Some readers find these sensations unpleasant, though others grow to enjoy them and even seek them out, particularly the chest pains and arousal, sometimes (confounding though it may sound) in combination. This makes fiction much like any other mild stimulant that can bring about altered states.

Recommended treatments include re-reading, reading other similar works or works by similar fiction professionals, telling others to read the same work, combing through comments, and/or reacting through meta commentary, artwork, or other media. Fantasizing at length may also be helpful if you don’t have the time or inclination for any of the above. Oh, and drink water. It’s unrelated, but let’s be real, you probably need to.

Please consult with your fellow fans if you have a dizzy spell of bliss lasting more than four hours. Collective squealing and sharing of gifs and emojis can alleviate immediate symptoms, though paradoxically it may also prolong the condition over time.

Also -- thank you!!!

CM

(Presumably this refers to the latest chapter of this story)

Sketch dump of the husbands🧡 

An aimless mix of trying to figure out how’s best to draw them and whether or not I actually have a set style or not🤣

This is beautiful, I couldn't resist UwU 

fic idea # 295

i haven’t written my actual fics for so long here’s another fic idea i’ll never get around to writing, largely inspired by a post (that i can’t FIND) about memory-loss fics in GO and the opportunity to make them happy/silly

sappy fic where crowley temporarily loses his memory from an incident (heaven/hell related) and anathema and newt (who were there inevitably involved) take him to aziraphale  

they make it clear to him that crowley thinks he’s human and it’s probs not a great idea for him to reveal himself as an angel– but the first thing crowley does when he sees the pretty man (aside from make cow eyes at him) is say “well, well…heaven must be missing an angel–" 

aziraphale: ?!?!? well, i– (sweats nervously)  

crowley: tell me sweetheart, did it hurt when you fell from heaven? 

aziraphale: -trying his best to keep a straight face and still keeping a coy smile- i’m not sure dear, you ought to tell me 

crowley, turning to newt: does this angel know me? 

newt: …he’s your husband, mr. crowley

crowley: !!!! THERE IS A GOD! 

and yeh. that’s it. that’s the fic. they discuss things of course, but most of it consists of ((crowley: -tearing up with joy- I HAVE A HUSBAND!))– and dealing with the memory loss 

and of course aziraphale has to deal with crowley asking how they met and stuff– to which aziraphale has to come up with normal human equivalents. obviously he can’t say they met at the top of the garden of eden after god banished the first humans.

aziraphale would probably be vague instead and say that they met when they were very young, but their families didn’t get along well so they often times met in secret. in front of their respective families, they had to keep up the facade of indifference and disdain 

aziraphale says his parents were deeply religious so he had to hide his feelings for crowley for many years and it wasn’t until much later that he had the courage to choose him over anyone else–

and that…he’s deeply sorry it took him so long 

but crowley tells him that even though he can’t remember everything just yet, he knows that he loves and has been in love with aziraphale for a very long time and that he has nothing to be sorry for, especially if he didn’t feel ready to face such terrifying feelings and knowing his family’s ideals and beliefs

they smooch and funny enough the more they do so, memories start flooding in for crowley–

–but they’re all like filthy ones or sweet ones of him and aziraphale either making love or havin a good ol’ fashioned rough romp 

so they both work towards regaining crowley’s memories instead of just waiting for them to come around 

crowley suggests that maybe if they visited places that were meaningful to him, to them, it would jog his memories 

((he suggests this AFTER he suggested that maybe aziraphale ought to remind him of their wedding night. and esp their honeymoon. via demonstration of course))

this leads them to have a small getaway throughout london, most of england ("holy fuck. im loaded,” crowley whispered in awe as he marveled at his beloved Bentley. “YES DEAR, PLEASE WATCH THE ROAD”) 

but it only really jogs crowley’s latest memories of london/the UK and they’re all colored through a lens of someone who might have experienced them a few years, maybe a decade ago, not centuries ago.  

so aziraphale suggests they take a trip to older destinations from their love story throughout the ages

and eventually, a lot sooner than he lets on, crowley does remember everything– but he loves going through this little journey with his angel (his real-life LITERAL angel) that he just plays oblivious while getting to have this time with his husband.

(keep in mind, aziraphale’s making up all sorts of stories and ‘modern’ iterations about what took place here and what made it so special to them) 

aziraphale’s worried– but not as worried as he really ought to be; still he decides to do his last resort: reveal his true nature to crowley and he does so in the place where they first met–

the garden of eden.

he does just that, revealing himself in all heavenly splendor to crowley, wings and all and aziraphale’s just: ??? so??? anything? 

but crowley’s just looking at him, lovestruck as he’s always been. “you’re as beautiful as the day i met you.”

—

later on, crowley does admit that he regained all his memories some time ago 

“it was the oysters in florence that did it. YOU technically asked me out on our first date even if neither of us had the guts to call it that. of course it’d be the thing to get me to remember." 

"really? not the bastille???" 

"angel, all i remember from that were flashes of you in frills and stockings all chained up. a bit hard to concentrate with that imagery" 

happy end im sappy 

Well hopefully this helps 🧡

Keep pushing through, you've got this!

y’all i’m really craving some fucking validation right now so have this snippet of an ineffable husbands fic i’ve been trying to write since last year:

The sound of Aziraphale’s stool scraping against the floor is minimal compared to the water still running in the sink, so when Aziraphale throws his arms around Crowley and embraces him from behind, Crowley jumps, startled.

“Angel?” he asks.

Aziraphale pushes his face against Crowley’s shoulder. He loves wrapping his arms around the demon and pulling him into him, feeling the solidness of Crowley’s body against his, the places where their respective sharp angles and soft curves lock into place like puzzle pieces. He just loves hugging Crowley, now that he can, and he gives himself a moment to simply hold him and breathe him in.

Crowley smells like the peonies in their garden. He smells like the chair in Aziraphale’s study. He smells like the first cup of coffee in the morning, like the butter scones they have for breakfast sometimes, like the couch in their living room, like their bedsheets.

He smells like home.

This freaking ⛰️s

I created a 3D model and floor plan of Aziraphale’s bookshop in Good Omens!

I really wanted one for reference and it seemed like many others did too, so I put together my best approximation of where everything is. Beneath the color version, you’ll see I’ve included two simplified, labeled versions of the plan. The verbal labels are so you know what the object is. The numerical labels are there to make it easy to find more information about the object. I’ve put a numbered index below the cut that features the relevant reference images I used for each object and some more information about why I put it where I did/why it’s relevant/etc. I want to be very clear that I did not add anything to this from my own imagination; every single item and feature represents something I actually saw in the shop.

If you have any questions or want more information about this, PLEASE do not hesitate to ask! I put so much time into figuring it out and I would be more than happy to be a resource for anyone who needs it. Also, if you notice any errors, let me know and I’ll update the post. I hope this is helpful!

Update: Here’s a link to an interactive view of the shop! It takes a moment to load. You can click the “3D” tab in the top right to view it in first person and walk around inside. Double click a spot on the floor to move there and pan around by clicking and dragging. The oval symbol next to the person walking gives you a birds-eye view.

Update 2: Here’s a higher quality rendering of the first person perspective! Update 3: I made an alternate first person render here complete with a ceiling, light fixtures, and ambient lighting from outside. This one is optimized for making it seem more like you’re actually there, whereas the previous one is for maximum visibility. This render also has some minor accuracy improvements, which are detailed under the cut in the relevant sections. (The first interactive link with the birds-eye view updates automatically.) Update 4: In case you’re interested in Aziraphale’s books specifically, I’ve made a catalogue of those here.

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This is a wonderfully inspiring message!

I believe everyone's hardwork should be appreciated, which is part of why I aspire to bring attention to those people in the community 🧡

(The other part is that Imma hopeless dork who likes to doodle ^u^)

Fanfiction: A Doorway to Creativity

Fanfiction. It’s all over the internet, and we’ve all likely read some before, especially those of us who browse tumblr, Wattpad, and so on. If you look up the definition of fanfiction on Google, it will say this:

fan-fic-tion

Fiction written by a fan of, and featuring characters from, a particular TV series, movie, etc.

And that is a solid definition. But when I looked up the definition, something occurred to me. I was five years old when I wrote my first fanfiction. And what was it of?

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Doodles inspired by a lovely fanfic called “Something Wicked” which is authored by Turcote (known on here as Thepaisleyelf) Relatively short, but with wonderfully vivid descriptions it makes for a fun read (and it’s got that angst if ya know what I mean OwO). The like is below if you want to check it out!! But also… PONYTAIL CROWLEY, oh-my-gersh, so CUTE!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/19878031

Have you ever noticed that when one trys to spell/portay a word garble of frustration, the form asdfghjk tends to appear.

Firstly, it be like, fack you L.

Second, it's like "well let's just piano riff right up the middle of this shit, it counts as a keyboard right?"

And third, it's always from left to right. So I present to thee:

Kjhgfdsa

A little excerpt from ch#7 of Sleepymccoy’s Good Omen fanfic “Still waking up”

It’s a wonderful story so if you feel like checking it out the link is below. Give the author some love 💙

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21321310/chapters/50776183

Everyone should take a noodle bath every once in awhile UwU Drawpile dump with contributions from Sfyx! Angeldust belongs to Viziepop!!💙