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Hi! I don’t know if this has been asked before, but in the original text of GO you referred to God with He/Him pronouns, and then switched to She/Her pronouns in the show. What was the reason behind the change?

Casting Frances McDormand.

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I have a feeling that beneath the little halo on your noble head There lies a thought or two the devil might be interested to know You're like the finish of a novel that I'll finally have to take to bed You fascinate me so

You Fascinate Me So, Blossom Dearie

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Did I finally finish them?! YES

Crowley and Aziraphale are both DONE

First up the newer addition: Crowley

A little wonky but I love him for that

Then we have Azi, buried in books:

They have little magnets in their hands btw

And and well I had to reenact this scene for obvious reasons:

Sorry not sorry

Okay have a nice day

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I need help coming up with coming up with ideas for topics on what menial “corporate office up-trainings” in Hell would be about. Whaddaya think?

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It’s a hot, hot day here at Morningstar Corp. We specialize in formulating iron clad business contracts, final acquisitions, and offering a firm hand in whipping your business ventures into shape.

#fanfic concept #good omens #azicrow #writing prompt

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#palestine #bethlehem #jesus was palestinian

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I’m convinced people who deny their romantic relationship haven’t seen the movies. C’mon. “Search for Spock” is basically the ultimate love story.

people will say that jim and spock aren’t in love and they’re just friends, and i’ll be sad because maybe they’re right and i’m just starved for representation, and then i’ll rewatch the motion picture and spock will look jim dead in the eyes while he tells him that he has been, and forever shall be jim’s and i’ll laugh because i know in my heart that im right and that these beautiful idiots belong together forever

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You can tell that I get all my ideas at night

(i hope that the joke makes sense outside of my sleepy head)

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JACKPOT

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Date Night

Inspiration from Maybe Someday by ineffable_snowman

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spocktober day 17: mind meld

i love those fics where the first time they meld properly kirk's mind goes "omg it's spock! hiiii!!"

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I think Michael Sheen invented heart eyes.

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Roddenberry: Jim and Spock are totally bros just being regular hetero bros.

Also literally Roddenberry, in the novelization of The Motion Picture:

#star trek #spirk #tos spirk #Roddenberry #they’re so in love

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Yipee I finally posted the whole page !!

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Elevator Door Crowley and Aziraphale

for Tennant Tuesday (or whatever day this post finds you)

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I think a Good Omens fic I’d like to read would be Crowley realizing that he has a lot of unresolved baggage related to … existence, and so decides to go to therapy. He ends up finding a therapist he really clicks with, and is just COMPLETELY honest with the therapist about everything. Maybe something like this:

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Crowley eyes the door, cross checking the number on it with the number written on the card in his hand. He knocks softly, and waits for a invitation. He enters the office and greets the unassuming human sitting behind a desk, who is getting up to greet him. After the usual pleasantries, the therapist asks Crowley what he does for work.

Crowley, having previously decided after much back and forth, plant terrorizing, and justifying, that the only way to actually get the advice and help he needs is for him to be completely honest.

“I’m a demon from hell.”

Therapist, not missing a beat, asks him in a neutral voice, “I see; have you previously been diagnosed with delusions or schizophrenia?”

Crowley, a little bit frustrated but not surprised presses on, “No, I’m literally a demon from hell, and I’m feeling a bit desperate. With work, losing my best friend, the whole world almost collapsing. Which is why I’m here.”

The therapist glances up at him with a critical, but not unfriendly, expression. “Right. I see. A demon. And how long has this been going on?”

Crowley squints. “About 6,000 years, give or take.”

“6,000 years? You look good for your age.

“The “not aging” aspect of eternal life helps.”

Picking up the notebook in their lap and jotting down some notes, the therapist continues. “You must’ve seen a lot during the ages.”

Crowley shrugs and rubs his hands down his thighs. “Mostly main events. Miss Rome a bit.”

The therapist nods, writing in their notebook. “Uh huh. That must’ve been a very interesting time. So, tell me about being a demon.”

“Oh you know, the usual. Temptations, corruptions. Being sneaky, me. Reporting to hell, paperwork. The wings, the eyes are a nuisance.”

The therapist looks up, coming eye to sunglasses with Crowley. “The wings and eyes…?

Crowley slaps his hands down on his thighs he’s been absently running his sweaty palms over. “Yeah. You know, my wings.” He stands up, fully extends his wings and takes off his sunglasses.

The therapist takes a minute to be flustered, beginning to become concerned, but hey. It takes all kinds, and they haven’t turned away a client yet for being too… unique. “That’s a very elaborate setup you have there. Do you wear these all the time?

Crowley looks at the therapist critically. Not used to being misbelieved, he feels a little out of his element. “You don’t believe me, do you?

The therapist eyes his wings. “I believe that you sincerely believe, and that’s what matters.”

Crowley, at a loss, turns into a snake.

The therapist, finally, seem to grasp what Crowley has been saying. “Oh my god!! Um… Satan! Oh, somebody.”

Crowley returns to his original form, and the therapist takes a moment to collect themself.

“To be honest, I’ve never been a therapist to the damned before.”

Crowley, having righted the lamp the therapist knocked over during their… moment, replies: “I’ve never been to a therapist before. But I’m desperate.”

The therapist takes a deep breath. “Well, alright. Perhaps we should start at the beginning.”

#fanfic #good omens #head canon #crowley #even demons need therapy sometimes #ineffable

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Human, picking up and petting a small cat

Human: Wow! Look at the kitten! It’s so adorable!

Vulcan: Yes, she is my new companion. She is most pleasant in appearance.

Human: She’s so soft! I could pet her all day!

Vulcan: While an illogical sentiment, I do agree. Her fur is most pleasing to touch.

Human: She’s SO CUTE! I could just EAT HER!

Vulcan: *horrified*

Human: I mean… ha. Wow. Um… I guess Vulcans don’t have dimorphous expressions? It’s, um, it’s called “cute aggression.”

Vulcan, still horrified: Illogical. Please remove your hands from the kitten.

#star trek #silly #illogical humans #cute aggression #vulcans are cats #humans are weird