#rain souds

[relaxedbybakar]

Listen 3 Minutes & Fall Asleep with Hard Tin Roof Rain at Night | 1 Hour...

#youtube #tin roof rain #rain souds #night rain #hard rain sounds #1 hour tin roof rain #heavy rain #rain at night #tin roof rain sounds #rain for sleeping #sleep bett

[anuletasblog]

Rain On Window with Rainstorm - Thunderstorm Sounds and Heavy Rain for S...

The seemingly endless rain over the city of Greycott shows no sign of receding. Residents have adapted to the inconvenience and spend much of their time indoors producing art and literature. Their works are of such quality that the city has become a cultural centre.

Het horen van het geluid van vallende regen, naast het stromende water, zorgt er altijd voor dat mensen ontspannen en zich meer op hun gemak voelen, zoals het ontvangen van de ontspannende natuur, die ons geleidelijk aan goed slaapt.

Wetenschappers hebben ontdekt dat de geluiden van de natuur, zoals het geluid van regen of het geluid van stromend water ... bijna lijken op een soort geluid dat "witte ruis" wordt genoemd: het geluid dat wordt geproduceerd door de combinatie van alle geluiden. die mensen kunnen horen

Wanneer een geluid je wakker maakt, is het niet het geluid dat je wakker maakt, maar het is de plotselinge verschijning van het geluid dat je aandacht trekt en je wakker maakt.

Als je slaapt met het geluid van regen, kan witte ruis een "bedekking" -effect creëren, waardoor mensen de ruis onderschatten en veel subtiele veranderingen maskeren die ze niet kunnen voelen. #rainsoundsforsleeping #sleepsounds #rainsounds COPYRIGHT © & FAQ • This video was given a special license directly from the artist's visual. • All music on Geluiden Van Regen are copyrighted.

#rain sounds for sleeping #rain souds #rain

[darkhorse-javert]

Flufftober Day 8; 'Rainy Day'.

Autumn 1945, Oxford.

"It's Raining, it's pouring..." Sam trilled as she boare the cup of tea into their room

"And I am neither old nor snoring, thank you." Andrew slowly uncurled from over his desk into a long stretch, then accepted the cup of tea and gave the papers which lay on the flat surface a bitter look, "Although, I'd rather be sleeping than working on this essay."

Sam lowered her head slightly to look at them, "Stuck again?"

He took his chance and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek nearest to him

"Andrew..." she moved away, to sit on the edge of the bed "Keep at it, and then you can sleep soundly tonight."

He turned sideways in the chair to face her, "Maybe..." he saw the window over her shoulder, the wall of falling grey, "It really is tipping it down."

"Cat's dogs and the whole menajarie" Sam 's lips turned in amusement "Did you not hear it?"

He shrugged, took another mouthful of tea, "I thought it souded worse than it was, you know what it's like against the windowpanes sometimes, a few drops sound like a downpour."

"Well today it's a proper downpour." Sam had followed his gaze back to the window, "I'm very glad you haven't got Tutorial today- I'm not sure even ducks would enjoy this."

Pity those of us students who do, trying to keep your papers and books dry out there.

The tea was finished, Sam go to her feet nd took the cup from him, this time he couldn't snatch a kiss, "I'll leave you to it for a while, good luck."

Andrew considered the short essay draft on his desk, I just might need it.

#flufftober 2023 #foyle's war fanfiction #sam/andrew #andrew foyle #sam stewart #post-war

[growninhaiti]

Been close to 6 months with very little to no rain in our area. All cisterns are empty and we’re back to taking long hikes to the spring but we did all we can to prepare for the day the rain finally returns. It took me some time to get the welding done on these gutter brackets (due to gas ‘shortage’) but at least they’re finally up! . . Nou gen prèke 6 mwa depi lapli tonbe nan zòn nou an. Tout sitèn yo vid epi nou tounen nan mache pou nou ale nan sous. Nou te fè tout sa nou kapab pou prepare yo pou jou a lapli a finalman retounen. Li te pran m 'kèk tan pou soude ankadreman dal la (akòz gaz' mank ') men omwen yo finalman enstale. . . #growninhaiti #gutters #rain #watercatchment #community #preparation #welding #waterislife #notcomplaining #haiti #ayiti https://www.instagram.com/p/CowvT0VuCUc/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#growninhaiti #gutters #rain #watercatchment #community #preparation #welding #waterislife #notcomplaining #haiti #ayiti

[nitasilmey]

TIDAK PUNYA

narasi yang mungkin akan terdengar seperti aku sedang berusaha menghibur diri sendiri. well, you earn it. memangnya apalagi tujuan menulis selain untuk menghibur diri sendiri?

perkara jodoh (yeah, apalagi) yang mungkin orang-orang atau diriku sendiri mengasihani aku karenanya, adalah semata perkara aku tidak punya atau mungkin aku belum punya.

ada banyak bentuk penderitaan di dunia ini: sakit, trauma, patah hati, anggota keluarga/sahabat meninggal, dikhianati, diselingkuhi, bencana alam, tertimpa musibah, kecelakaan, banyak hutang, kelaparan, pikiran yang kalut dan hal-hal rumit lainnya yang semoga Allah senantiasa menjauhkan kita dari hal-hal tersebut.

apakah belum menikah termasuk salah satu dari penderitaan tersebut? apakah tidak memiliki sesuatu adalah bentuk penderitaan?

as much as I want to meet the love of my life, craving for his company and warmth around, rasa rindu dan keinginan terhadap hal tersebut tidaklah sebanding dengan kesulitan-kesulitan yang aku sebut di atas. aku kan hanya tidak punya. aku bukan sedang menderita, atau merasakan sakit, I'm completely fine, I'm just not having it at the moment.

apa bedanya dengan aku yang juga menginginkan mobil atau iPhone tapi belum terwujud? kurang lebih sama kan yaa, aku hanya tidak punya hal tersebut, tidak ada musibah yang terjadi karena aku tidak punya hal tersebut, aku tidak merasakan suatu sakit atau penderitaan karena aku tidak (belum) punya hal tersebut.

in other words, yeah, aku ini tidak sedang sakit, tubuhku baik-baik saja, aku tidak sedang patah hati atau kalut karena banyak hutang, aku nggak tahu harus sedih kenapa kalau belum menikah? aku nggak tahu orang-orang mengasihaniku kenapa? karena aku tidak punya apa yang mereka punya? well lucky for them, they could just be grateful about theirs and drag their nose out of my business (I should also do the same), Allah Maha Adil.

though yeah to be honest; 28 doesn't soud like an age that you could play around anymore, it does have a more serious tone than 27 (padahal beda setahun tapi nggak tau kenapa it kinda make me at my wits' end or it's just a transition effect? like I remember briefly I ever had this feeling on my 26th birthday, I'm not so sure 🤷‍♀️)

it's raining outside, and it's still my day off, and I completely don't feel like going outside of my house (room). oh peaceful nights like this. my younger self would think these days are boring af, add several more years then I'm begging for solitude like now.

[azhumide-blog]

Week 9

1.WIP

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJxQXWnEHnw

This week I make the second scene mock up, as the discuss with Desmond I change the music score to a free japanese trap music that I found on youtube.

The second scene is the protagonist run through in a narrow alley, I sampled some step in rain and make it sounds from far to near by adjust eq, volume and mono channel. When character passing in the scene, I add some wosh sound and electric sound to synchronize with the visual.

2.Study/Research

This week I try to find out what cause human ear hear difference when sound source form different direction. The interaural level difference results from the fact that the head and body provide an acoustic “shadow” for the ear farther away from the sound source. This “head shadow” produces large interaural level differences when the sound is opposite one ear and is high frequency( Dobie RA, Van Hemel S , 2004). Another point is a certain distance between the left and right ears of the person. In addition to the sound source on the vertical surface, the time difference will occur when the sound source in other directions reaches the ears. If the direction of the sound source is to the right, it will reach the right ear first, and vice versa. The more the source is tilted to one side, the greater the time difference between the ears( Madeleine Burry, 2021).

 I also record some tram soud in city to simulate human ear hear from front or back, I used my hand to block the microphone to simulate the pinna. The frequencies of sound from “back” above 1k decrease a little bit compare to the sound from front, maybe I can adjust eq like that to further enhance my design of sound perspective.

3.Refelction

In last few week work, I am allways try to make a realstic sound design and try to make sound much hierarchy, I thought I'd try something a little more experimental and bold in following work. 

[reallybabu]

sound on.

#sky #storm #rain #asmr #soud #nature

[bespectacledbookworm]

Rain & Thunderstorm Sounds | Crackling Fireplace | 3 Hours

listening to this today to get some homework done

#ambiance #rain and thunder #rain thunder fire #crackling fire #ambiance room #good souds #makes me feel like i'm in the pnw instead of... socal #i want woods around me!!

[hqrbinger]

Sara couldn't focus. She couldn't aim. How was she supposed to be a good soldier when she couldn't even hit a still target? Let alone moving ones?

Why, why why?

Why couldn't she do what she could before?

Why?

She knew the answer to that. She just didn't want to remember it. the tear drops that has now merged with the rain drops, her puffy eyes, red nose. Anyone who knew sara well enough could see she was in pain. She didn't want anyone to see she was in pain.

Dropping her bow, she fell down on her knees.

Why, why why?

She let out a loud, painful scream. So painful, that the beautiful and blossoming sakura trees of inazuma, could wither. Just like that. That the beautiful sky of inazuma could become a thunderstorm. Crying tears of rain. Just like that.

Why did you leave her? All she could remember was the memories of you helping her with shooting since she was training. You giving a loving kiss to different parts of her face when she hit a bullseye. you. It was all you. She couldn't get you out her head. Everything, everyone, all she saw was you. She was supposed to be a loyal soldie- no. A loyal puppet. So what were these feelings? Shouldn't she discard you?

Oh wait. She couldn't

You did it first.

Not proofread hehe

DAMN MO UR ANGST ??? CHEFS KISS

idk who this is tho :/ they soud so sad tho, i hope they feel better soon ;;

#ˋ₊˚. curse ebg #DAMN UR RUTHLESS

[squishytenya]

Might soud stupid but what's a jug? 🤔 - damon

A jug? Like something you store liquid in and can pour out again

This one was a wine decanter but I'm using it for rain water

#damon

[zacksfairest]

FINALLY. 3, 6, and 12 for Casuel. 7 for you and Bucky. 13 and 15 for you and Finn.

“FINALLY” im crying

god here we go

——-——-

Lemuel:

3. After-Action Patch-Up: How does your F/O react when they see you got hurt? How do they tend to your injury?

It completely depends on the injury.  We are soldiers in the Lions of Mercy that are constantly moving, drilling, sparring, and training—you’re gonna get banged up.  He’s seen me get black eyes, cut lips, a busted nose, scrapes, cuts, and gashes.  So long as the injury is sustained within the limits of the barracks and the training grounds, he isn’t concerned.

Sure he’ll make the cursory “You all right there, Theron?” and “Oof, I’d hate to see the other guy” comments, but if he fretted over every bruise and cut, there’d be no sleep for him.

In battle, however, is another story.

Cresce is notorious for various nasty pymaric traps and weapons—all that make for rather horrific injuries.  He knows I can handle myself on the field, but being a captain for an airborne division means he doesn’t have much sway over anything going on for the ground troops (which I absolutely am a part of).  Seeing me in one piece is only enough to allay a portion of his fears, and any injury received in battle he oversees the tending to himself.  

Well, not himself, since he’s not a medic/healer by any means, but he paces like a caged tiger as whatever poor sap that happened to be walking by is ordered to treat the wounds.  

He barks various questions (”How deep is it?” “What about shrapnel?” “What about poisoned blades?”) until the medic is all but shaking from the pressure to ensure this one lowly female private is not going to die on his watch.

Lem’s seen a lot in the nearly twenty years he’s been in the army, and has probably lost twice as much as that.  He can’t do much in such a situation, but he will do damn well whatever he can to ensure that he doesn’t lose anyone else.  Especially since it’ll take a blade to the heart to get me to be taken off the line.

6. Bodyguard Crush: How does your F/O make you feel safe?

Lem is very, very good at cheering people up and easing their anxieties, especially when it comes to any battle related fears.  He’s been in the army since he was twelve, he knows every horrific thought that can cross a person’s mind.  For those moments when the action at the front is getting to be more than I can handle, or a friend of mine loses their head or whole-ass torso to a mine, he’s quick to offer a distraction.  It may just be a really bad and probably off-color joke, maybe quick grasp of my hand, or even a quick and discrete kiss—but he makes a point to do something.

But being the only woman under his command brings its own problems.  It’s isolating enough as it is, leaving me with few friends to turn to in a time of crisis.  He at least had no shortage of camaraderie when in the Council Army, and he is charming enough that he won himself friends within the Lions of Mercy rather quickly, but me?  Few want anything to do with the semon woman who probably slept her way into the esteemed Lions of Mercy.

Lem doesn’t just do his damnedest to ensure I am safe from Crescian blades, his very presence acts as a barrier from whatever vitriol would emerge in the high tensions of battle.  Soldiers will look to anyone to place the blame for a fallen comrade or a mission turned FUBAR, and Lem will go as far as physically put himself between me and any soldier who dares look to place that blame at my feet.

12. Post-Kiss Catatonia: How did you and your F/O react to your first kiss together?

Woof.  It’s weird.  We’ve danced around that veritable elephant in the room for months, maybe even over a year before it comes to a head.  It undoubtedly happens when we are alone and with nary a prying eye to be seen, otherwise we’d probably both be kicked out of the Lions of Mercy, but that leaves the aftershocks… overwhelming.

I undoubtedly avoid him as much as I can for days.  Both fear of being found out and doubt that his feelings are real a motivator to keep him at arm’s length.  Were anyone to catch wind that their playful flirtations at morphed into something very real and tangible, I would be back on the streets and at the mercy of Alderode’s ruthless caste system once more.  At least within the Lions of Mercy, I am guaranteed a roof over my head, food in my belly, and a steady pay—I can’t afford to let a hopeless and forbidden romance to jeopardize that.

And the idea that Lem has no real feelings and just wants the prestige of bedding the woman who wormed her way into his ranks?  Too devastating to think too hard about.  Best just pretend it never happened.

Lem is undoubtedly upset about my cold-shoulder routine.  Maybe even angry.  He doesn’t do Emotions well, and the concept that he could have somehow overstepped boundaries and ruined the friendship he had with me?  Unthinkable and heartrending.  But he can’t broach those feelings.  He’s experienced heartbreak and agony so many times, and he can’t let that well open over something so trivial.  Anger is better.

There will probably be a fight at some point where he accuses me of being a frigid bitch or something.  He wouldn’t be wrong, as I avoided him for awhile after we had spent so long hiding behind teasing jibes and flirtatious smiles, but he hasn’t considered what this would mean for me.  A soud broaching this very delicate code of conduct they have established for her would be bad enough, but he has enough friends in high places that he’d likely be fine.

But me?  I’d be ruined.

I explain as much, and work in there my fears that the kiss meant nothing to him, where it meant everything to me—especially since it could not mean anything.  Soud and semon could not be together.  His ghers would never allow it.  His holy man brother would never allow it.

How would this resolve?  It would not.  We are doomed to live out our romance in secret.

Until, of course, our dear Rector meets his end on a snowy night on the streets of Durlyne.  And we all know what Alderode expects of a widow’s brother-in-law when her husband meets an unfortunate end.

——-——-

Bucky:

7. Caught In The Rain: How does your F/O react if a sudden rainstorm interrupts your date with them?

GRUMPY BEYOND ALL REASON.  He has a METAL ARM.  That shit CHAFES when it is not properly dried after a shower, let alone a surprise rain storm that neither of us was prepared for.

It doesn’t ruin the date, but it sure means that there’s a lot of bitching and moaning when we make it back to his apartment.  He spends fifteen minutes wincing in the bathroom as he applies aloe cream.  I call after him multiple times to ask if he needs help, but he’s the Winter Soldier.  The Fist of Hydra can apply a bit of aloe to a sore rash all on his own, thank you very much.

——-——-

Finn:

13. Sickeningly Sweethearts: Do you and your F/O engage in PDA? If yes, how do the surrounding people react?

PDA is limited.  As you know, I am Mandalorian through and through, which means that 98% of the time I am out and about, I am wearing my full beskar’gam.  That doesn’t leave much room for smooching in the War Room as we plan our next raid on a First Order supply depot.

But there is the keldabe kiss, the forehead touch Mandalorians use when in full armor and wish to express physical affection for their significant other, a stand-in for a kiss when you have a helmet on your head and don’t have the time or inclination to remove it.

Those happen a lot, but unless you’re in the know, it could be a platonic expression between comrades.

But when you’re in the know, you know that it is an intimate gesture between between cyare'se.

But, of course, there will be the few times where we can actually be gross and cute and really kiss.  People don’t really pay attention, honestly.  We all have people we love on base and steal whatever small moments we can.  No one begrudges us that.

15. Zip Me Up: Does your F/O help you get dressed for the day? Do you help them?

I am the lifelong Mandalorian.  I have plenty of practice getting my armor on as I prepare to face the day.

Finn, however, is new to this lifestyle.  He’s had no practice getting his armor on.  He has no idea that the bracers and shin guards should be put on dead last, that you need to ensure the safety lock is securely on for all of your various hidden gadgets and weapons so you don’t accidentally wind up skewering yourself or others as your fiddle with the heavy beskar, or that you need to learn how to control your blink patterns without even thinking about it or you might wind up making your HUD activate your jetpack while you’re still in your dressing chambers.

I help Finn every single morning after he gets his first set of beskar’gam.  He’s embarrassed that he is absolutely hopeless with it at first.  He was a Stormtrooper!  He’s worn armor before!  He knows how this goes!  Why is this so hard?  Why do we have to carry an entire arsenal with us just to head to the docking bay for a practice run?

He’ll get it, eventually.  For now, it’s my job to make sure the newest member of Clan Theron lives to be able to get dressed himself one day.

#the lem section is SO LONG holy shit #otp: rewrite this story #otp: tell me who i am #otp: see you on the other side of the front #editoress #answered

[mac45477]

this is a ruff draft i have been working on for almost and hr let me know what you think and along with if you would continue to read it.

our stoy takes place on a dark rainy cloudy night. a small town becoems visable as we come up over a small hill out of the wood line. i am gettign very tired and need to get me a drrink before i reside to a sleeping chamber. i stop in the local pub of this unknown town. as i grab a table to myself in the back away from all the chatter and laughter of the locals the bar maiden brings me a drink. when thats about gone she brings me another and calls me by my birth name witch is one i havent hurd in a very long time. i begine to think to myself as i set there and continue to drink did i tell her my name, have i ever been here before, have i met her somewhere before. as tiem went on and the locals begain to file out slowly one by one or two and three at a time i continued to set there and drink. time didnt seam to matter to me anymore. the pub was nice and eligant. it had a off white paint on the walls, a fireplace to the left of my table, witch tonight was nice since it had been raining, the bar was in an easy location to my table since th bar maiden keep seeing my glass was almost empty and would bring me a new one every time. the door was about 25 feet infrount of me. to the right there was more tables. as i am setting here i see him a man i have ran intot in the past who just seams to pop up from time to time in my travels. i dont know him because everytime i go to approch him he seams to vanish but tonight its almost like he wants me to come talk to him. he is setting at a table in a corner by him self just looking at me. when i look up and he sees i am looking he smiles its kind of a creepy smile even for a man like myself to see. its like hes calling to me to come but also like if i get to close something bad will happen. i want to find out what this man wants with me but also something tells me to stay away. all i got to say is if he is still here by the time i finish drinking i will stumble my way over to him and if he wants to fight he has a fight.

an hr or so passes by and the slinder pale man is still setting there. was he that pale in the begining when i first spotted him. i dont rememeber. another thing i noticed is he has coal black eyes but that might just be the lighting. it is offly dark in here. i have finally drank myself to the point its time to go ask him what his problem is. as i get up from my table he jsut sets at his table and wates for me like he has been exspecting me all night. i finally reach his table. he motions for me to set down. with you saying a word to him he says my birth name. agian i havent hurd that name in years. i ask how he knows me by that name he does not answer. he just sets there and looks at me for a moment. then he proceids by saying i wondered how long it was going to take you to get up and finally come over here . i ask what he ment by that? yet again he says nothing about the quwstions i ask. he just sets there looking at me yet again. by this time i have had enough and ask why are you here and what do you weant with me? his only answer is. it willl come out in time my son. my son what do you mean by that mr. i ask? he says noting yet again.

as we set there almost everyone has left the pub theres only a few people left and there about 3 sheats to the wind and cant even play the card game they started 5 min ago. by this time the man says why dont we go for a walk and i will show you everything you need to know? he has my attiontion now just because if he has any information on the man i am hunting for that killed my amily that night i will finally get hte vengance i have been longing for.

as we leave the pub a fog rolls over the town. i can only see the mn that was at the pub and my self everything else is in a white blanket. as we walk she says nothing for a long time. we finally reach some where i think it might be middle of town and he says you want to know what happened that night dont you so you can find the man responsible? by this point i think hes jsut messsing with me and i dont think he has any answers. i reach for my blade and he says you draw that and kill me i will not beable to give you the answers you are looking for. so i stop in mid reach. i drop my hand back to my side and allow him to talk some more but as presumed he says nothing. then after a few minutes of standing there he says just one line over i can show you everything. i tell hem i want to know what you mean by that. he coems back with it will coast you everything tho. at this point the drunken rage is starting to take over. he tells me to think about it for a night and he will come for me on the night of the full moon. then he steps into the fog and is gone. not even 5 seconds after he steps into the fog the fog lifts and i awaken in my room at the inn that i have no clue on to how i got there. i go to the desk and ask the clerk how i got there last night and he says i came in drunk off my ass and asked for a room for two nights so he gave me the only avalible room for that long.

i make my way back to the pub and start asking around about the pale man with coal black eyes from last night. no one there has ever seen this man in there life go figure. does he have everyone scared of him or did i just imagine hime last night from drinking to much. as i set at a table i begain to look around and try to figure out where he was setting but the strange thing is the tables are not set up the same. nothings the same as last night so was it all truly a dream.

i go back to theh inn and go back to my room. i spend the day thinking over what that man said to me i can show you all but it will caust you everything. what does he mean by that? i fid myself getting very tired and i laydown to take a nap. by the time i wake up it is already dark out. i decide to walk back to the pub and grab soem food and a dirink that is all just one ndrink tonight and some food. since i havent ate all day and i need something.

when i get to the pub everyhting is how it was this morning when i got there. i set down the bar maide brings me food and a drink. i take the food and drink. as i set there i think to myself this is strange yet again i didnt tell her what i wanted yet she brougt me food i havent had since my mother passed. away and the same drink as last night. soenthigs not right here in this town they know to much aabout me with me never being here or meeting any of these people. after i finish my food and drink i leave and decide to go walking. i want answers to how theses people know so much about me. its deathly quiet tonight no music or any souds. its just after sunset so there sould still be people out and there should still be music filling the air. as i walk further into town i knotice someone following me just out side of my eye sight but i know there there thats the good thing about being hald orc. we have this sixth sence where we can tell when we are being tracked. the thing is i look almost human only thing that gives me away is the muscular buils and the way my hair grows just on the crown of my head. i have had my teeth cut so they look human. as i walk a few more blocks i turn quick down a side street and try to circle behind my stalker but they some how vanish into thin air. i am no longer being followed. i also find myself back infrount of the inn i am staying at yet it wasnt there when i walked down this street a min ago.

#shortstory #dnd #halforc #ruffdraft #letmeknow #halfhrwriting #lestseewherethisgoes

[tamiltypography]

Rain is a fantabulous thing to experience. When you hear the sound of the rain, you'll feel calm and cold within you, it doesn't matter whether it's actually raining or not. Soud of the rain makes the whole difference. It's the power of rain. This lettering piece is based on my font Pavanam. You can download my font and use - the link in the bio. #tamillettering by Tharique Azeez @enathu #tamiltypography #tamiltype . . . #365project #draw #drawing #TYxCA #graphicdesign #handlettering #lettering #calligraphy #typography #typoart #freehandlettering #typografi #typaround #typespire #thedailytype #handmadetype @goodtype @typeverything @typism @typeyeah #typedesign #typeface #handletter #customtype #dailytype #instagood #gooddesign #goodletters #typographyinspired #calligritype #t365series https://www.instagram.com/p/BrYLdszHroW/ Follow Tamil Typography on Instagram: http://instagram.com/tamiltypography

#tamil #tamiltypography #tamiltype #tamillettering #handlettering #tamilscript #typography #lettering

[themadauthorshatter]

Good Omens DiP/AfP and Repossession Verse Character Theme Songs

... Basically what it says. I’m going to list a character and say what song I feel like fits them the most. This is purely my opinion and this is very spur of the moment, so I’m sorry.

I also want to add a TW that some of the songs mentioned deal with heavy subjects and have very... touchy titles, so if you’re sensitive to that, don’t read this.

Also, if any creators listed are in any kind of trouble, like there's controversy about them, I deeply apologize🙏

With that out of the way, LET’S BEGIN!

Repossession:

Crowley: (Interchangeable: Prison Sex- Tool)

Aziraphale: Painkiller- Three Days Grace OR No Light by Florence and The Machine

Gabriel: (Interchangeable: Prison Sex- Tool) {Also interchangeable: Lullaby for a Sadist- Korn OR The Wolf by Siames}

Michael: Know Your Enemy by Green Day

Descent into Perdition/Ascent from Perdition:

Crowley: (Interchangeable: Fallen Angel- Three Days Grace) Believe- Hollywood Undead

Gabriel: (Interchangeable: Fallen Angel- Three Days Grace) Safe and Soud- Sam Tsui OR California Dreamin' by The Mamas & The Papas

Aziraphale: {Also interchangeable: Lullaby for a Sadist- Korn OR The Wolf by Siames} Everybody Wants To Rule The World by Tears for Fears OR How I Rule The World by Temposhark

Michael: In The End by Black Veil Brides(Idk, I'm trying)

Anadriel: Hurt by Johnny Cash

Applesauce(because fuck it, I will literally die for this good girl)- Raining Tacos by Parry Grip

#cut #good omens #aus #not my aus or characters #I'm a fan girl #good omens gabriel #good omens aziraphale #good omens crowley #good omens ocs #theme songs #first post!!