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hg-aneh · 8 months
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All these anons are cowards. Bring on the Crowleys. How would you rate the Crowleys from most to least favorite?
No bc the amount of Asks I've gotten that are trying to bait me into not picking Crowley is CRAZY /pos
Y'all win, okay😭, jeSus
and uhhhh
I don't have a least favorite Crowley, I think
as for my favorites, it's a tie between Turtleneck Crowley / Cardigan Crowley / Too Fast For Me, Crowley / OH FLOWER OF SCOOOOOTLAND Crowley / Eden Crawly / Disco Tony and Bildad the Shuhite
oh, and Twinkliel, but idk if he counts as a Crowley
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gilligans-islands · 9 months
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God okay I just finished watching good omens 2 and I just
Something that really kills me is during the confession scene after Aziraphale says “Nothing last forever” Crowley puts back on his glasses
And it’s such a thing to do because they were just having this raw open and vulnerable conversation and you can see everything in Crowley eyes and then he decides deliberately to put up a shield
And it’s such a pivotal moment because throughout this whole season Crowley is always taking his glasses off around Aziraphale or even just when he’s in the bookshop
He’s letting his guard down in a sense and letting Aziraphale see past the shades into who he actually is and it’s so heartbreaking to see Aziraphales words sink in and the implicit meaning he finds in them
He immediately puts his shields back up and adopts a more monotone way of speaking all to hide how much this is hurting him
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alcorofursa · 27 days
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the hunger
have you ever thought about how utterly devastating the hunger is? This probably isn't the hottest take, but consider it. Thousands of places and people, people that taako and magnus and merle knew. How? How could seven travelers grieve for that many people? It's like a never-ending staircase, you've descended the steps and now you can never go back. You can't go home. It's as if time eroded your whole home planet, every atom of it. Things may be familiar but nothings the same, nothing will ever be the same. Your mother? Your childhood best friend? Consumed by the hunger that you then defeated.
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datakisser · 15 days
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I love when they let spock get just a little angry, just a little mad
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doctor-yoshi-soul · 3 months
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Current mood
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revenantghost · 9 months
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Wake up babe, new Tristamp title lore just dropped
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shadowblade8192 · 6 months
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ok so two years ago let me repeat that two years ago i made a silly review of hegartymaths on trustpilot because i fucking hated the site and it actively made my grades worse today i recieved an email
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it took them TWO YEARS to do ANYTHING
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i replied to the email and blocked the sender. i hope never to hear from them again
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des-no9 · 6 months
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I've been obsessing over these Orpheus concepts all night tonight. Obsessed.
Those open back panels........I just.
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littledoggyboy · 3 months
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Apparently someone sent my friend an anon talking about how I used them for sex????
Look I know I’ve grown apart from some people but if you have a problem with that, the adult thing to do is talk to me about it.
Please if I’ve hurt you please just. Stop spreading rumors and please just tell me what I did wrong.
I’m a person and I make mistakes. I never intentionally used anyone for sex but if I ever came across that way I’d like to know so I can change that behavior.
Just. Please don’t go harassing my friends and saying I’m a bad person. I don’t understand why you would do that.
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boneywones · 14 days
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ykw im in a classicerror rambling mood
kicks my legs and flutters my eyelashes
first of all, one-sided classicerror ftw (also love both sided classicerror but one-sided is just better… give me “only knows a theory of aus existing but doesnt know he actually has copies of himself” classic and “holy shit i want him so bad” error) error being sort-of-a-stalker-but-not-really nd leaving gifts near classic’s sentry post just makes me giggle so much
him crocheting a new sweater or mittens just for classic
hes so fucking gay
feel like errors love language would def be gift giving since he has a hard time with intimacy and verbal affection (woah not me projecting again…… what the hell!!!!!)
we love canon classic and error in this household.
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tuesdayinthedas · 2 months
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I have a thing for Vegeta in the Yardrat armour
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shock-water · 5 months
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Thinking so hard about Halman
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sukiithedummii · 2 months
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MYST. MYST AND RAD. I BLAME YOU TWO FOR MAKING ME SIMP FOR THIS STUPID CARPET NOW.
Anyway I made an unpleasant design heehee,,
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+ the reference 4 the last image :3
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visceravalentines · 2 years
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Sinclair Household HCs
My brain...it’s rotting....  
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COOKING
Vincent cannot cook for shit.  Not only that, but he puts milk in his bowl before he pours in the cereal.  Unforgivable.  Vinny does like to bake, but his success rate is wildly variable.  Sometimes his cookies are weapons.  
Vinny gets so wrapped up in his work he forgets to eat for hours.  Bo will sometimes call him from the station to tell him to go upstairs and eat something. He genuinely likes fruits and vegetables, but he’s not picky and will munch just about anything.  
Bo is a survivalist cook. He spent some time parenting his brothers, particularly Lester, and Trudy liked to withhold food as punishment, so he became adept at throwing together something quick.  
Processed food is this man’s fuel.  Boxed mac & cheese, canned soup, frozen dinners.  Can toast a waffle.  Can grill a cheese.  Can make a pretty damn good sandwich.  Has been known to eat the pieces of a thing rather than assembling the thing.  
Lester is the chef! You can hand this man a dead skunk, like really dead, and he will present you with the most decadent burgoo you’ve ever had.  Also quite the connoisseur of wine.  He makes his own and it’s damn good.  
Lester has a garbage disposal stomach and appetite.  He’s never heard of food poisoning.  He’s never met a food he doesn’t like.  He’s a particular fan of gas station fare though, stopping on his route for chips, beef jerky, pork rinds, you name it.  
Spice tolerance?  Vin is the master.  Lester is Cajun through-and-through.  Bo will insist he is fine even though his face is red and he is pouring sweat.  To be fair, he’s got a tolerance above average, but he’s nothing compared to his little brothers.  
CLEANING
Lester, it’s Lester.  
The man doesn’t mind a little grime.  We’ve all seen his truck and his self.  But that’s work.  He’s got too much to do to worry about a little blood, especially when it spills as fast as he can clean it.  When it comes to his living space, having things neat and orderly is like a mental separation for him between work and home.  
Makes his bed every goddamn day (when he sleeps in a bed, that is).
Lester takes showers until the hot water runs out and revels in that squeaky clean, guts-less feeling. If you catch him outside the workweek, mans smells delicious, kind of tobacco-y and leathery and woodsy.  He does love him some chew, but he’s not gross about it.  
Unfortunately for him, his brothers are disasters.  
Vinny is the most single-minded person in the state of Louisiana.  The project in front of him is all he can see or think about.  He leaves tools everywhere.  He sets candles down, forgets about them, leaves them burning until someone blows them out before they light something on fire.  He genuinely does not see the mess (same tbh).  
His workshop looks like a bomb went off, but it all makes perfect sense to him.  He can find you anything in two seconds.  If you put it “where it goes,” he will never find it again.  
Vincent has wax lodged permanently beneath his fingernails and there’s always a microscopic film of it on his skin.  His hands are very soft from it though.  Sometimes he goes for a while without showering because art.  He also has a solid skincare routine pressed upon him by Mother Trudy.  Wax does not breathe, so he has to keep his face clean and moisturized.
The other thing he is meticulous about is his hair.  We never see it in the movie, but I like to think he keeps it pulled back a lot of the time while working.  He doesn’t mind it in his face, but getting wax out of it is a nightmare.  Lester isn’t often around to help him, and Bo told him if he ever made him do it again he’d shave his head.  Vinny smells generally like art supplies, kind of sweet and woody, but his hair smells like nice shampoo.  
Bo is the opposite of Lester.  He is neat at work and a slob at home.  His garage is always swept, every little screw and gear organized and accounted for, his truck washed once a week like clockwork.  At the house though, man’s leaving dishes in the same place for weeks, crumbs galore, dirty and clean laundry all over the floor.  
Every so often, the mess gets to him and he goes on a cleaning tirade.  It gets the work done, but he’s a nightmare to deal with if you get in his way.
Bo himself is pretty well-kept.  He wears clean underwear every day goddammit.  Despite being a mechanic, he hates having dirty nails, so he will give himself a manicure on Sundays.  Don’t you fucking dare look at him like that.  Smells like motor oil, leather, cigarettes, and that good sweat.  Only wears cologne on special occasions, like funerals.
 HOME LIFE, ESP. WEEKENDS
Bo is the one who makes runs into town for supplies.  Vincent would rather die than leave Ambrose, and Lester attracts too much attention between the smell, the slight lack of social skills, and his tendency to describe the innards of animals at the slightest provocation.  Bo attracts his own kind of attention, but he’s adept at deflecting it.  
Lester doesn’t often sleep at the house.  He has a bedroom, but he also has a neat little shack in the woods, and that’s where he spends most of the week.  It’s not that he doesn’t love his brothers; it’s that he likes his space, his freedom.
He comes home on the weekends, sometimes early on Fridays.  This is when most of the housekeeping gets done, but he doesn’t mind a bit.  
Friday night is boys’ night. Isn’t every night boys’ night? Yes.  Does this matter?  No.  
All three of them are wicked good at pool.  Like, stupid good.  Games between the brothers are either over fast, or last an hour.  There’s also a fair bit of poker.  The currency at stake takes the form of small bones (animal, human, whatever), nuts from the garage, matches, or loser shots.
Speaking of which, the Sinclairs can hold their booze.  In addition to his wine endeavors, Lester makes some facefucking moonshine and rotgut whisky.  The night usually starts with cheap beer and ends with Bo talking REALLY LOUD, LIKE SO LOUD. HE’S NOT YELLING, HE’S JUST LIKE THIS.
Vincent gets everyone water and stops drinking hours before the other two because he’s smart, although he can absolutely drink you under the table if given the chance.  Lester gets loopy and ends up falling asleep in uncomfortable positions.  
Bo doesn’t typically get belligerent, but it is a possibility.  He usually gets uncharacteristically sentimental.  He smiles a lot more.  Sometimes he gets real quiet.  When this happens, his brothers put on music or start telling stories about happy memories to keep him out of the dark places in his head.  
Saturday mornings are often bleak and silent affairs.  
In a longtime tradition, Saturdays are spent on yardwork.  There are a lot of yards in Ambrose, lots of planter boxes, and they all need to be kept presentable.  Picture all three Sinclairs mowing lawns with or without white t-shirts.  Yeah.  
Sunday is for putting the house back into a reasonable state of affairs.  The amount of laundry these men generate is abominable.  No one likes dusting, hence all the cobwebs.  
Attendance at Sunday dinners is non-negotiable.  Shirts tucked in, all three of them.  Bo and Vincent will often help Lester cook.  This is not, in fact, helpful.  None of the brothers are particularly religious anymore, but they alternate saying grace before they eat.  
When Monday morning comes, Bo always has coffee made before Lester leaves at the ass crack of dawn. It happens to be decent.  Lester takes a thermos for the road, Bo has a cup before he leaves the house, and he brings Vinny an insulated cup in his workshop, so that even when he forgets it’s there, it’s warm for him when he remembers.
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rainbluealoekitten · 2 years
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i just want to know him. what's his favourite flower? what's his favourite drink and how does he drink it? when thinking of love, what comes to his mind? what does he want to do with his life? how many colours fill up his irises and what pattern can i spot in them? when he breaks down and cries how can i comfort him? when he's panicking how do i make it okay? what's his opinion on glitter? what does he think will happen when we die? is he a notes poem kind of guy? what's the story behind his handwriting? what song would he listen to as the world ended? what song makes him fall in love with being alive? what keeps him awake at night? what emotions and memories does he constantly suppress? what would be the absolutely perfectest birthday present ever? what are those tiny little signals that he's lying about how he feels? what's his favourite weather and why exactly? what does he dream of when sleeping? what are the little habits he does every day that nobody even notices? what does he honestly feel about his parents? what does he look for when on walks? does he also see a deeper meaning in every little thing?
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nekrosmos · 7 months
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Hex | Warlock, Great Old One Patron
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