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raptorrobot · 4 months
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i feel like i'm fighting for my fucking life here
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foolishlovers · 5 months
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MUTUAL PINING FIC RECS: Below you'll find a list of Good Omens fics in which Aziraphale and Crowley are pining for each other.
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you play with my feelings (right from the start) by PenroseSun (G, 3k)
There were three things of which Crowley was absolutely certain: 1. Aziraphale, being an angel, was required to be kind and loving towards all things, even when those things were flawed or sinful or fallen. 2. Notwithstanding that obligatory kindness, Aziraphale would never, and could never truly love a demon, in any meaningful sense. 3. Despite this, Crowley was desperately, hopelessly, in love with him.
For To Quench My Thirst by apliddell (G, 6k)
After moving to Sussex with Aziraphale, Crowley is trying so hard to be satisfied with friendship and the suddenly beautiful life he already has.
Slow by write_away (T, 9k)
It started like this: A boy with the ability to warp reality met an angel and a demon and he made assumptions. You might say it started like this: An angel and a demon found a marriage contract hung on the wall of the angel's bookshop. They didn't question it. It also could have started like this: Once upon a time, the angel told the demon he went too fast. The demon took it to heart.   Aziraphale and Crowley find themselves somehow married. Crowley fears going too fast. Aziraphale forges ahead. Neither know how to ask questions of each other.
got a pretty face, pretty boyfriend too by KissMyAsthma, leukozyna (T, 9k)
Aziraphale and Crowley are next-door neighbours. They’ve been attracted to each other since they met. The only thing keeping them apart is a thin wall between their bedrooms and Atticus and Freddie, Aziraphale’s and Crowley’s respective life partners… or are they? A human AU glued together by misunderstandings and wet food.
speed limits (and how to break them) by darcylindbergh (E, 13k)
There is a trick people do with a mint candy and a bottle of cola which results in a small eruption, and something very like it, for much higher stakes than a laugh in a car park, is about to take place in Aziraphale’s back room. Or: what happens when you finally unscrew the cap on a six thousand years of repression, and drop in Valentine’s Day.
Something We Were Withholding Made Us Weak by triedunture (M, 17k)
"Yes, exactly. Retire." Aziraphale reaches for the last remaining tartlet brimming with summer berries. "Somewhere along the south coast, perhaps." Or: Crowley and Aziraphale learn to move in tandem.
32 Questions That Lead To Love by ffonippop (E, 32k)
”First formulated in 1997, [32] questions to fall in love is a study by psychologist Dr. Arthur Aron which took place at Stony Brook University, New York. The aim? Speeding up the creation of intimacy between two strangers.” The Cosmopolitan Okay, fine. Crowley was 32-Questions-That-Lead-To-Love-ing Aziraphale. Sue him. He had no expectations, all right? Just, an innocent curiosity.
Flowers From The Grave Of Our Friendship by WaitingToBeBroken (E, 50k)
Crowley is very good at temptation, not so good with what comes afterwards. Aziraphale knows demons don't love so he is happy to take anything Crowley would give him. Both of them are too blind to realize the thing they want is right in front of them.
Fledging by FeralTuxedo (M, 53k)
Cool Dad was at the school gate again. Clambering out of his ridiculous sports car like a great big spider, all black denim and designer sunglasses. What a prat. He made his way towards the entrance, followed by his equally lanky son. All the mums' eyes were on him. Which was fine. At least they weren't staring at Aziraphale for a change. Cool Dad high-fived his son goodbye, because of course he did, then sauntered back to his car. Making it look so bloody easy. Aziraphale Fell is much too young to be looking after eleven-year old Pepper. He barely has his life together as it is, with his minimum-wage job and a half-baked dream of trading rare books for a living. And as if adopting a recently bereaved pre-teen isn’t enough, there are some rather more adult problems to navigate: playground politics, the shadows of his own childhood, and the growing question of how Crowley, the only other dad at the school gate, feels about him. A human AU/kid fic.
Style and Substance by Cabernet_Woebegone (E, 89k)
“But y’know, if my boss finds out I’m helping you even a little, they’re gonna throw me out on my ass.” “Yes, I understand it is a bit of a conflict of interest for you… Is there something I can offer you in return? Something you would like?” Aziraphale questioned hopefully. You, Crowley thought loudly as he took a second sip. I want to know if you moan when you kiss the same way you do when you try something delicious. I want to know if your lips taste like Zinfandel. “Yes, actually.” Aziraphale is having difficulty running his restaurant, and it isn't helping that he believes the place across the street is trying to sabotage him. To his surprise, chef Crowley comes to him on friendly terms. Together they come up with an arrangement that could benefit them both.
On Espionage and Prophecy (or How to Accidentally, but Wholly, Fall in Love With a Soho Bookseller) by RockSaltAndRoll (E, 133k)
1941 is the London Blitz and the year that MI5 really comes into its own with the now infamous ‘double cross’ system. The service keep tabs on suspects, root out enemy agents and try to turn them into doubles. Anthony J Crowley is fucking great at this job. He can be sneaky, underhanded and damn ruthless but also charming and kind. It’s what makes him good at turning. Aziraphale is just a regular Soho bookseller who loves his shop and books and good food and wine when he’s approached by a woman claiming to be MI5, wanting to recruit him for espionage. The poor man is too trusting and gets the shock of his life when he’s approached by a charming but dangerous-looking man also claiming to be MI5. Crowley recruits Aziraphale to double cross a double crosser and Aziraphale takes to espionage like a duck to water. Danger, hijinks, and sex ensue.
Old Vines by sevdrag (E, 189k)
A.Z. Fell, one of the most respected names in wine and food blogging, has been sent on assignment with his assistant Warlock Dowling to spend six months in California Wine Country. Under direction (by his boss, Gabriel) to use this experience to double his blog followers and write a novel, Aziraphale is both excited and anxious about the opportunity. Anthony J. Crowley is the owner and viticulturalist of Ecdyses, a winery that unexpectedly fell into his lap eleven years ago when he hit rock bottom. He may be in debt, yeah, but he’s paying off his loans — and despite pressure from his lenders and their team of inspectors, Crowley has found a kind of contentment tending his little corner of terroir and producing extraordinary wine. Crowley’s old vines are the heart of his vineyard, and he’s never let anyone in. Crowley finds Aziraphale intriguing; Aziraphale finds Crowley enthralling. Turns out a famous wine expert and an experienced viticulturalist can still learn things from each other. The summer of 2019 unfolds.
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witchspeka · 9 months
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I dont think Mob is naive as much as he's socially unaware, like the reason why he trusts Reigen so blindly is a bit more complex than just him being naive
Cause Mob reached out to Reigen because he was desperate to find someone like him, someone who understood his psychic specific issues, someone that could truly know what he's feeling and going through and give him guidance and support
Post incident Mob's thinking process was something along the lines of my powers hurt people -> my powers are bad -> my powers (my emotions, my instincts, myself) cannot be trusted
So he lost all confidence and trust in his own actions, resigning to being as passive as possible to avoid any further damage to anyone else, thus he started doubting his own perception of reality too
He's a kid already struggling with being ostracised for being socially inept, who just got traumatised and all of his insecurity increased by the tenfold, he doesn't know how to process what he's going through. He needs help.
And here comes Reigen, seemingly reliable, a responsible adult in a child's eyes, someone who claims he can understand him
Even tho Reigen doesnt. But it doesn't matter, because Mob finds comfort in his words and takes them to heart
Even if Reigen doesn't fully get it, even if he doesn't see the bigger picture, even if his advice isn't always the best
Eventually, Mob grows up, realises Reigen isn't as honest as he seemed through his 11 year old perspective, but like most things, he refuses to acknowledge it on a deeper level
Mob knows, but never tells Reigen, never thinks about what all those lies mean to him (ofc until he forces himself to face those doubts regarding Reigen, to properly acknowledge both of their flaws and accept them as they are, I should scream into the void about Confession Arc more God)
Due to his lack of trust in himself, Mob has relied on Reigen for years now to shape his moral compass, his thoughts, his decisions
Because well, Reigen lies, sure, but he isnt a bad person. When he hurts Mob, it isn't intentional or with ill intent, he still wants the best for him, what's the issue?
Except that it stunts Mob's growth. He doesn't develop as a person, doesn't have goals or wishes or ambitions, can't make choices on his own, he doesn't even let himself acknowledge his own emotions, he refuses to let himself exist
But Mob realises in time that he wants more than that, he wants to become better and be independent and feel again
Still, he puts the acknowledgement of the lies on hold for as long as he can, unwilling to question the way things are
This can make him feel a little naive, he constantly relies on Reigen and trusts his decisions and raises questions rarely until separation arc when he finally puts his foot down
And I do think that moment is the most resounding proof we have that Mob knows and allows himself to be used by Reigen, not wanting to shake the status quo, until he gets fed up
I mentioned the social ineptitude at the beggining but idk if I should even elaborate on that, you've watched the show, you know what I mean
He's blunt and can't read social cues or tonality that well and can't speak in front of crowds and is overall pretty awkward and I do think some people conflate that with naivety
Mob is still a child, he doesnt fully understand how the world works at the ripe age of 14 years old, but some folks take that as him being inherently naive/innocent/whatever which I don't find true
#ppl do a similar thing with seri but for different reasons but i do think in his case its worse cause thats a whole ass adult#anyway. i dont think im saying anything new i just wanted to ramble <3#i missed mobposting what can i say#ik i saw somebody talk about this in a more eloquent way but i doubt i could find the post cause i dont think i rbed it so rip#mp100#mob psycho 100#kageyama shigeo#that ova needs to come out already im going insane#cine te a intrebat#also hope i didnt come off as too negative towards reigen or smth#but like. my favourite part of confession is him saying (i didnt know!) LIKE YEAH. U DIDNT. LMAO.#ppl treat him as a bit too reliable sometimes and dont give him a lot of room to grow like Reigen isnt even 30 yet!! he aint that old!!#he still needs to get HIS own shit tgt before giving out advice just saying. also he totally doesnt understand mob fully. how can he??#he never mentions the incident with ritsu and considering mobs inclination of never telling anyone anything unless prompted#i doubt he knows... like reigen genuinely doesnt know the extent of mobs trauma!! when he said I Didnt Know he meant that shit!!!!!!#which is like. fine. cause to me whats important is how he always wants to protect mob and support him and help him#even if he doesnt always know how. even if advice backfires. hes always there and hes always trying and hes just as human and flawed as mob#himself#ig what im getting at is just that im bothered by the Flavour of reliable adult fandom is giving him. hes a lil pathetic and#fucks up sometimes and thats fiiiiiine. i feel like i talked shit about reigen but i do think hes a good guy and IS reliable just not in the#gives great advice way. but in the Knows How To Talk And Bullshit His Way Through Everything and Has Genuinely Good Intentions (usually)#and will throw away all of his self preservation if the situation requires him to. his advice is good but can be vague idk ONE rlly managed#to balance his pathetic side with his helpful reliable side and i dont think i articulated it the best way but like.... hes simultaneously#pathetic and sad but also the most sane and reliable adult in this show. rant over see u next time byeeee
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elfcollector · 1 year
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Couldn’t have put it better myself.
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black-and-yellow · 5 months
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Last Window if it was awesome
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xejune · 1 year
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pretty sure iorveth's caught onto the fact that geralt doesn’t actually need archery lessons. but hey, who's he to complain?
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seagull-scribbles · 1 year
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*Aggressively throws this at your head*
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leskowitx · 2 years
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You guys seemed to like my Warren design so I made a lil ref sheet for myself as a guide, and also for you guys if you'd like to draw my interpretation !
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picspammer · 7 months
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GIVE A CHEER FOR ALL THE BROKEN!
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pesteringchum · 2 years
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i think a lot about if jade would ever have been able to live a normal life.
had the kids never played sburb, what would’ve happened to jade? does she have citizenship anywhere? does she have a passport? does she have a birth certificate? if she ever got off the island, does she have any proof at all that she exists?
if she doesn’t and can’t get any, would she just stay on her island? would she die there, without ever being near a human other than her grandfather? would she die there, a distant memory of her childhood friends, who’ve long since grown up and joined society and no longer had time for her? would it be as if she’d never existed at all?
if she does get off the island and is able to join human society, would she even like it?
she grew up alone, aside from bec. she’s smart and curious, so she probably would want to go to university so she could do research. would she be able to live in a city packed with people people people and bricks and concrete and air pollution? would she learn that her social battery is a lot shorter than she thought, that the concrete and brick is colder than she thought, that even the air is more foreign to her lungs than she thought it would be? would she feel suffocated?
she grew up with bec constantly by her side, but many places dont allow dogs. would she feel separation anxiety? would she feel more alone than she ever thought possible, amidst more people she ever experienced in all years of her life combined?
would she return to her island? would she die there, lonely again but content but hungry for something she can’t stand? would she be remembered by her peers and professors? or would they, too, with time, forget her? would it be like she’d never left the island at all? would it be as if she’d never existed at all?
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tickletails · 6 months
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The Fern art you posted made me go into ticklish Fern mode and now I’m really wanting to write a fic about it-
HELL YEAA!! I support u 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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theclisterz · 6 months
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Cringetober day 25!! gijinka!
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albatris · 2 years
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ARE YOU LETTING IMAGES LOAD NOW, YOU WEBBED SITE
some silly lil character intro slides for that silly lil vampire horror project you always hear me talk about these days <3
A Rental Car Takes a Left Down Rake Street and Disappears! the characters! here they are! well, the polycule gang at least
is this relevant information? I have no idea. it’s fun facts. it’s fun facts time
yes they have D&D stats. I’m not sure why I put those there. I thought they were fun. they also have favourite foods in place of the favouite flowers I did for the ATDAO gang back in the day :3
also I blame Grub the cat for how squished Nat’s page looks hdfghdfg
anyway. taglist? taglist? hope you’re all having a nice day~
@chaotic-queer-disaster @gnome-boi @polyaubergine @tracle0 @goosemixtapes @valence-positive @the-one-who-makes-negative-noise @ambiguousfiction @afoolandathief @thepotatowriter @mecharose @vellichor-virgo @flapuflapu @distortion-heart @multi-lefaiye @writeouswriter @itisi-asimplegay @constellationof0rion
ok goodnight everyone
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pollenallergie · 6 months
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Billy comes up behind you shyly: “Alright, petal?” He moves your hair to the side and places a soft kiss to your neck. “Been working really hard tonight. Worried about you. Can you afford a break?”
You credited him with the restraint it must have taken for him to leave you on your own to study your calculus. Usually, he loves to touch you and be with you. Tonight, you had asked for silence and space and he had granted you both. You had been working for hours and your brain was buzzing with all the thought required for the subject. His kiss brought you back to him.
His warm hands find your shoulders and start to softly knead your muscles. “Really tense, love. Don’t like that. Here, lean back against me. That’s good.”
Your arms drop to your sides and you let yourself go, thoroughly enjoying his ministrations and letting out a deep sigh.
“There’s my girl,” he whispers. “Maybe you should stop for a bit? Have some cuddle time?”
You can’t. You know if you did, cuddling would lead to sex. Sex would lead to sleep. And sleep would knock you out for hours and there would be no time to finish your work. No. You have to finish.
“You can finish later?” he asks, almost reading your mind, his voice like honey in your ear. “We’ll set an alarm. You can get back to it after that.” His fingertips stroke lightly up and down your neck.
Smiling at him, you nod. This sounds like a good compromise. Cuddles with a time limit will keep you from losing much of your momentum while giving you a much needed break snuggled in your man’s arms. The promise of his warm embrace and sweet kisses were too hard to turn down. Billy is so good to you.
You get up and head to the bed, laying on top of the covers and making space for your boyfriend.
He’s got his phone out and he’s setting his alarm. As he snugs in behind you, the big spoon to your little, and places more gentle kisses against your neck, you marvel that he’s so damn thoughtful. You can’t help the soft smile that spreads across your face. He’s the best man in the world. An angel on earth, really. Respectful. Kind. And with a sense of responsibility over your needs that makes you trust him implicitly. You let him call the shots on this one: just a little cuddle time and then right back at it. It’ll all be fine.
It’s not his fault that the time setting on the alarm is entered in for AM instead of PM…is it?
After all, Billy Knight is so very very good to you.
It’ll be fine. It’ll all be fine.
umm excuse me i’m literally in tears
no, seriously. this hath brought forth tears to my eyes. it’s sooooo wonderful and pure and precioussss and so perfectly billy!!! ughhhh!! your mind!!! it’s incredible!!!
i couldn’t even be mad at him for setting his alarm for AM because like he’s just!!! he’s so sweet!!! and he knows you’ve hit a wall, going back to work, even after a short break is just… it’s just not going to help you at all. you’ve reached the point where your mind is exhausted and nothing makes sense anymore… well, nothing except for anything and everything that’s got to do with billy. tonight he’s your source of stability, he’s your ground control, helping to keep you calm and keep your head on straight so that your brain doesn’t get overwhelmed and implode. maybe setting the alarm for a.m. instead of p.m. was intentional on his part, but, in his defense, he’s only looking out for you and trying his best to keep you healthy and safe and content. there will be no all-night cram sessions, not on billy’s watch, because they’re not good for you, they stress you out and rob you of the rest you so desperately need, and afterwards it always takes you so long to recover from them, to bounce back to your baseline. billy hates watching you suffer like that, so he simply won’t allow it. all-nighters are strictly forbidden in your household. billy’ll scoop you up and hall you off to the bedroom himself if he has to, anything to get you to get some proper rest and to leave all the stressful work stuff be for the rest of the night.
also the shoulder rub??? please and thanks. i like very much. i want. he would be so good at giving massages, i just know it. and he’d be so willing to give them too!!! because he’ll take any and every excuse to touch you and to dote on you!!! pampering you is his favourite activity. how fitting then that pampering him is your favourite activity. you’re really a match made in heaven.
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sketchy illustrations to The Locker Room by TrueColours the fic that makes me UNWELL IN THE HEAD....... (with all the love possible.) also sketches that didnt make the cut.. under the cut !!
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only reason i didnt make it to Actually Messing With The Neck part is that it’s hard to draw and i was getting embarassed by that point and my stylus kept slipping as i turned into slime. btw the repeated use of “of course” in this paragraph is actually destroying me on molecular level
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and this scene follows shortly :3 also very rough sketch and i hate their arms and hands immeasurably but buzz Intense Autistic Stare (tm) i do enjoy.
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strawbearri-frog · 1 year
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goddess of the sea maybe
MerMay 2023- Day 3
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