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mh2o29 · 21 hours

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tfw you have to call your girlfriend's house to talk to her girlfriend (who is also your boyfriends girlfriend) so you can get your boyfriend released from jail...

(click for better quality PLEASE I beg you)

under the tab are other versions of the drawing so click if you wanna see him with no shirt on .....wait what who said that.....

yall i don't even know how to explain this one i was possessed and controlled by the urge to draw stu macher all pretty and posed like this,,,, so i like when men are pretty SUE ME

credits to @atitanbitch for the idea to include Sid and Tatum in the little bubble and @powderedbleach for reminding me about THE ROBEEEE OH and ofc @harleykeenervarient for sending me the photo reference I used in the first place yall rock <3

included below are alternate versions of this drawing that I was having some fun with mwuahaha that includes no shirt, no shirt plus some ~shweed~ and also ofc trans version bc cmon

alright thats all for now.... thats my cue to slink back into the void until I return with another art drop BYEEEEEE

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disgruntled-detectives · 12 hours

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#jumblr #jewblr #Judaism #Shabbat #Jewish #if jew know jew know #iykyk #Jewish polls #jewish positivity

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wejustvibing · 1 day

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😭😭😭😭.

#iykyk #lewis hamilton #f1 #suzuka gp 2024 #japanese gp 2024

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apocalyptic-byler · 1 day

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those mike gets vecna’d theories are looking mighty good rn

#iykyk #this is about the pic of young mike btw #byler #<— target audience #stranger things #stranger things 5 #st5 #mike wheeler #mike gets vecna'd #st5 speculation

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kane-turu · 13 hours

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Trauma bonding

Continuation of this:

#literally trauma bonding with bestie #iykyk #reverse 1999 #vertin #limbus company #dante #dante lcb #r1999 #re1999 #fanart

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shirtlesssammy · 2 days

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Dean and Cas every day not often enough -- 4/?

Supernatural 4x07//It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester

#destieledit #deancasedit #dean winchester #castiel #cas #spnedit #supernatural #deancasseries #spn 4x07 #it's the great pumpkin sam winchester #iykyk

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beegriffs · 2 days

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These two >>> Everyone else.

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#ncis #cote de pablo #michael weatherly #Mote #mote de weatherly #tiva #tony dinozzo #ziva david #tony x ziva #iykyk #imagine the pics we’re gonna get with the spin-off #and other things #but seriously them being in that video yesterday really got me flying #hearing Cote talk again… YAAAAASSSSS #I live for mote

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cyber-corp · 20 hours

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“kill them with kindness” WRONG. GET CRAZY WITH THE CHEESE WHIZ 🧀🧀🧀🧀‼️‼️🧀‼️🧀‼️🤪🧀🗣️🗣️‼️🧀🤪🧀

#iykyk #beck #musicposting #gecko boy

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literaryspinster · 1 day

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If a Black woman character is paired with a hot, nonBlack love interest, there will always be someone ready to say that they have no chemistry (if both are Black then the ship usually just gets ignored or finds a modest, mostly unproblematic following). Black women are never the majority in any mainstream fandom that involves a romance, it is always majority white women, and if they do not have someone to physically identify with so they can fantasize about the hot male lead, it doesn't compute for them, something always feels off even if they don't know what it is. Not saying this is everyone, if that were true then no romance involving a Black woman would achieve any popularity and I know that they have. But it is a pattern.

#multifandom #iykyk #i've seen pairings with explosive undeniable chemistry recieve this criticism and it never makes any sense to me #until i remember that the girl is Black and that bothers people

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fellshish · 1 day

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Almost two years since bisexual easter

#i will NOT explain this post. love u #iykyk

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istayawakereading · 2 days

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So I started 911 for the gay fire fighters, and now I’m sobbing in the middle of season 2????

#I didnt think this show would get this deep or be this good?#literally though it was the finale too but ITS NOT?#3 episodes specifically got me so emotional #iykyk #like the freeway shark happened 2 episodes earlier #911 abc #911 show #911 spoilers..?#911 fox #911 #911 season 2

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random-jot · 3 hours

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Shoutout to Gorgug Thistlespring, Arthur Aguefort and Gilear Faeth, three best friends wjo always hang out together

#dimension 20 #dimension 20 live #iykyk #fantasy high #gorgug thistlespring #arthur aguefort #gilear faeth #dimension 20 live in manchester

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onceuponapuffin · 24 hours

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Fanatic Intervention Part 4!!

Someone mentioned a play on Divine Intervention, and I thought that would make for a short, sweet, tag-able title. So here it is - Fanatic Intervention!

This poll came really close. Gosh. Please share this around. I want anyone who would like a chance to play to have the chance to play. This isn't about followers or activity, this is about letting people know they are welcome and invited :)

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The Metatron walked calmly through the halls of Heaven. Anyone who didn’t know any better would use a word more like “stalked” or “stomped.” Of course, no one in Heaven would ever use these words to describe the Metatron, even if his eyes were angry and his feet fell firmer than usual. No, the Metatron was the Voice of God – he merely walked with purpose, grace even.

At the end of a corridor that did not exist, he approached a door that opened at his touch and his touch alone, into a room that took up no space. It is in here that he stopped, the door closing behind him as it was right to do, and brought his hands together in Prayer.

“I beseech you,” he began, “Mother and Father both of All Creation, Commander of mine tongue, and through whose Grace I carry out Thine Will.” He paused, unsure exactly how to proceed with asking if someone new was supposed to be there. “In my best efforts to bring about the long-foretold Second Coming, I have come upon some trouble. A human was dropped into the path of my efforts* and has suggested that they are here at Your Will. If this is so, please instruct me so that I may step aside or aid them as appropriate. I wish only to serve You, Your Will, and Your Designs.” With this, the Metatron paused and waited. He waited for what felt like eternity, even though he kew all too well it wasn't. He was met with nothing but silence. With a sigh, he spoke now to himself (and if anyone had been around to hear, they might have – mistakenly, mind you – inferred his tone to be sad).

“I suppose I should have expected nothing less.”

He straightened himself. Well, clearly The Almighty trusted him to sort this trouble out for himself. Oh, how he adored the trust and love the Almighty had for him. Alright, so, given that he was sort out this trouble himself, he deigned to use all the knowledge and intelligence that the Almighty had granted him. He had other resources that he could consult.

Exiting the room, he walked once more (with purpose and trust in God – not with pride), to the Room of Records which held The Book of Life. If anyone saw him, they said nothing and let him pass. If he saw anyone, he paid them no mind. The Metatron approached The Book.

The Book of Life holds all the world’s stories, whether they are true or not. Every. Single. One.

He turned the pages to the one where he had seen the passage regarding The Second Coming, and the events leading up to it. His eyes widened in surprise (he was far too important to gawk). The lines that had carefully discussed Aziraphale returning to Heaven, and the Second Coming of Jesus, had all been painted over with what appeared to be a thin white tape. And overtop of this tape, new words were appearing, detailing the arrival of the strange human and their interference. The Metatron glared (not snarled) at the way in which their interaction was being recorded. After a moment, he experimentally scratched at the tape. Much to his relief, the white tape gave way, revealing the original words still lay underneath. Well now, that was good news. The original plan, writing, story, was still there – hidden just beneath the surface. No doubt, if he took the human out of the equation, so to speak, the Plan would continue as is had been written so many thousands of years ago. He smiled, closing his eyes, and thanking God for this insight. Now, all he had to do was find a way to get rid of that human.

Suddenly, the lights in Heaven started flashing red, and a siren began blaring. The Metatron rolled his eyes. WHAT, exactly, had happened now? He went to the room that contained the large rotating figure of Earth, and noticed a large red plume of smoke trailing from it. While all of the lesser angels were fussing with it, Metatron stayed near the door that didn’t exist. He had no need to inspect it closer. He knew precisely what it was.

*(not that kind)

It didn’t take you long to tell them about the Second Coming, and convince Aziraphale and Crowley to ward the bookshop. Well, there was some slight resistance, but you pointed out that if they did a Big Joint Miracle On Purpose, then there wasn’t likely to be anything that anyone could do about it, even when they did notice. And thus, it had gone without a hitch.

Now, Aziraphale was collecting stacks of Bibles that he felt would be helpful for research, Muriel was taking notes, and Crowley had gone to get some wine (something about needing a drink to deal with all this). You look to your phone, pointedly ignore the Lives Counter, and start toward Google to help with research.

BUT

Does your Good Omens playlist still work? You can’t help but wonder, and your curiosity has you distracted and opening the app. Oh, well, there it is. Honestly it’s impressive. But then again, you suppose, Good Omens exists in this world, and the songs in your playlist exist here too, it’s just the show (specifically the Final Fifteen) that doesn’t exist here. Not anymore anyway. Any songs related to the show are gone, but otherwise your playlist is still very much intact. You smirk, crank the volume up on your phone, and start blasting Mother Mother’s Problems.

Now, dear Reader, I will take you aside to reassure you that Hozier is on the list of music they must and will hear. I have merely chosen this one because I don’t know your playlists, but I know mine, and this song fits the mood I expect you must be feeling. You are on the other side of panic, having explained everything, and secured the bookshop, you are now feeling the glee of being in Aziraphale’s bookshop with your favourite characters. You need something upbeat to dance to, wouldn’t you say? And Take Me To Church, being the most upbeat Hozier song that I know of, doesn’t quite cut it.

Crowley enters the room with a bottle of wine and two glasses (only two? How dare he. Doesn’t he know you’re...well...not going to deny a demon the temptation of a glass of red?). Aziraphale sighs the word “Bebop,” and you begin an elaborate sort of bouncing while singing the lyrics and pointing at them in turn.

“So,” Crowley says quietly to Aziraphale, “Any idea what’s actually happening here?”

You, dear Reader, are lost in your dancing. You are having the time of your life making up dance moves and trying to convince Muriel to at least bob in time with the music. You notice none of this.

Aziraphale sighs. “Honestly,” he replies to Crowley, “I can’t say I do. But given what we have to work with, I rather think that trusting them is our best option. Besides,” Aziraphale glances at you, then back to Crowley, “They don’t feel like the bad sort. I may not always be the best judge of character when it comes to angels, but I’m certain that this human is, well, rather the good sort.”

“Mm,” Crowley replies. He pauses, watching for a moment as you try to convince Muriel to stand and take your hands. “And, what about...you know, the thing that Nina and Maggie erm...talked to us about?” He notices Aziraphale’s cheeks turn pink.

“I think that we had best leave that for when the world is safe,” but the angel sounds resigned when he says it. Crowley suspects that “the world,” is actually meant to mean “we and the humans.” He doesn’t mention this, he only nods. The demon pauses.

“Wait a minute, wait, is this song about…”

You had finally convinced Muriel to walk in a twirl under your arm when Crowley finally notices that you had been trying to make it clear as bloody daylight that the song’s lyrics fit them to a T. Now that you have their attention, your smirk grows into a full mischievous smile.

“If you think this is impressive, just wait,” You say. And NOW you turn on Hozier.

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ 🖤