#bickering husbands

[the-triggered-lizard]

Minor spoiler warning for Just Dance 2024! (Fanart under the cut)

Jack ain't too happy about being the shortest of the two (spoiler alert: even with Wander's shoes off, he's still shorter.)

The magnum opus of my art career:

#jack rose x wanderlust #jacklust #just dance 2023 #wanderrose #just dance #jack rose jd #just dance 2024 #wanderlust just dance #wanderlust jd #jack rose just dance #these outfits give me LIFE #bickering husbands

[demontobee]

At some point towards the end of S3:

Aziraphale: To Hell with Heaven!!! Excuse my French…

Crowley: Oh, I’ve been excusing your French for centuries, angel.

Aziraphale:

Crowley:

#he is trying with his French #why is it so bad tho #bickering husbands #good omens #good omens s2 #crowley #aziraphale #French is hard tho

[clairedelune-13]

They...they literally had a domestic argument about sunglasses in front of my salad.

#bickering husbands #cockles #2022 jibcon #jib12 sunglasses saga

[dessertbird]

Daily Destiel 💙💚

Hunter husbands. ☺️😎❤️

#Destiel #deancas #destiel is canon #their love is real #hunter husbands #bickering husbands

[plumbum-art]

´I did the „I was wrong“ dance in 1650, 1793, 1941…“´

What happened during Aziraphales apology dance in 1941?

A silly little GO2 comic in two parts. In which there is a lot of text, a nopology and a bit of jealousy.

#good omens #good omens 2 #digital art #aziraphale #crowley #good omens fanart #ineffable husbands #apology dance #probably a lot of text for a mediocre gag in part two #but oh well #i just love their old married couple bickering too much #good omens comic #pb comic

[crawley-fell]

#imagine bickering like this whilst discussing murdering a child #good omens #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #crowley x aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #crowley #aziraphale #good omens gifs #good omens 2 #my gifs

[mizgnomer]

Michael Sheen and David Tennant on how they get along in real life

for Good Omens Season 2 promotion (and Tennant Tuesday)

Source: [ Ireland AM ]

#david tennant #michael sheen #good omens #good omens 2 #go2 #ineffable husbands #whether they're bickering or not #they're fun to watch together #for sure #stuff i posted #tennant tuesday #my tennant tuesday post for this week #because i'm beside myself with excitement for good omens #them laughing with each other is my favorite thing #putting the question in the 2nd image #so the 1st image is of MS & DT not a bunch of text #gos2

[illuteridae]

fussy angel

#crowley doesn’t mind it’s been 80 years since he’s bickered w aziraphale #good omens #gomens #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #rogart

[jameszmaguire]

You speak every language in the world. We both do. Yes?

GOOD OMENS 2x05 'The Ball'

#goodomensedit #Good Omens #goodomenssource #Crowley x Aziraphale #Ineffable Husbands #tusermyria #tusermich #usereena #gaimanneil #crowleyanthonys #my gifs #Aziraphale #Crowley #Nina Good Omens #this entire sequence of just them playing off each other is just sooooooo #nina is me watching this show fr i could watch them bicker forever #good omens spoilers #go s2 spoilers

[aspiringnexu]

One of the funniest things about the Kelvin alternate timeline is the fact that Jonathan Archer is a) still alive, b) still in Starfleet, and c) seems to have taken up breeding beagles whilst teaching courses at the Academy and Scotty lost his best one in a transporter accident.

One of the movie writers even confirmed that this is meant to be that Jonathan Archer, same as the Prime timeline, but this motherfucker is like 146 years old and still turning up to teach these young hooligans that space is dangerous and aliens can be unreasonably mean.

I'm headcanoning that in both timelines the usual lifespan for Humans and Andorians is about 120 years but Archer and Shran are beating the odds by fondly arguing every day with neither wanting to die before getting the last word in. A strategy Bones would later employ. (No, seriously, Bones in the Prime timeline got to 137+. Via spite, I think.)

#star trek #star trek kelvin timeline #jonathan archer #star trek enterprise #thy'lek shran #shrancher #if they ever do a Star Trek 4 I want Scott Bakula to play Archer again #But not like incredibly old #No he just has white hair and some makeup wrinkles and no one bats an eye as the 150+ year old #and his ancient Andorian husband #bicker in the background before giving Sage Advice and bickering all the way home again #So Jeffrey Combs can get on the big screen with Trek #Archer also has like a flotilla of beagles obediently trailing behind him

[cottoncandysprite]

Happy to say that I am back in my "every time I remember the ineffable husbands exist I have to sit down for a second" mindset

#THEY'RE LITERALLY SO ROMANTIC ITS INSANE #if it weren't for them I would be a very different person I promise you that #the way they defy their nature AND learned prejudices to be together #the inherent divinity of humanity and not being completely good or bad but somewhere in the middle out of pure choice and love #THE 6000 YEARS OF PINING. #theyre a bickering old married couple theyre teenagers in their first relationship #they arent even dating yet theyve been in love for centuries #they wont even admit that theyre friends and yet they KNOW the feelings are mutual #i haven't been this feral over them since 2020 pray for me #good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #ramblies

[cthulhusstepmom]

"Gid we need to talk."

Well fuck.

It's far too early for a Kremy talk.

"You already spell the door shut?"

"You know I did."

With a long-suffering grumble Gideon settles further into the chair, body sore and muscles relaxed in that perfect, intoxicating, pleasure-drenched way that inevitably chases a night of questionable decisions. The mug of strong black coffee on the table in front of him steams, almost too hot even for him.

He can feel a pair of piercing yellow eyes trailing over his neck and shoulders, can feel the quiet disapproval like a stinging rash.

"She got you good hmm?"

"If she didn't her friend certainly did." Gideon chuckles, suppresses the urge to adjust the undershirt he'd slipped on as Brittany and... Courtney? Christie? (Something with a C he's about 60% sure) Had taken their leave late last night(probably early this morning but fuck if he's gonna be worried about the time). Every rouged bite and bruise flames under the fabric in a way that feels far too much like shame.

The barely there feeling of cool fingertips on his shoulder burns like a cold brand, superseding any temporary claim laid underneath in an instant.

"Any coffee left in the pot?" It's not a question, not really; even if Gideon is loathe to move away from that grounding touch he knows this is his part in the song and dance(and dancing always had been more his thing). Falling into the practiced motion he heaves himself up onto his feet to retrieve Kremy's cup from the small cupboard in the wagon, hands whipping together (the equivalent of) an americano with a splash of cream and no sugar.

In the time it takes for the cup to come together Kremy has removed his suit jacket, folded it carefully and set it on top of the rumpled covers of Gideon's cot, before placing his hat atop it and settling into the chair facing the door. Gid gingerly sets the cup on its saucer before placing it in front of Kremy and falling back into his own chair with a grunt. The other man makes a pleased sound as he takes a sip and a pleasant flame of emotion licks at the back of Gideon's brain.

"New technique?" A pair of clever yellow eyes peer over the rim of the cup.

"Working out a few bugs."

"Mmm."

Silence falls in the cozy interior and Gideon can almost pretend those lovely aches and marks didn't come from Brianna or Carrie at all, can indulge in the effortless, lasting clarity he only finds in moments like these.

"What's that bring the total to this week?"

"What total?" Playing dumb with Kremy is playing a loser's hand and he knows it. All he gets for his trouble is the unimpressed arch of a single brow. "Well I guess it depends if you're asking about encounters or headcount." He tries with a lascivious chuckle.

"Every night this week Gid! Every single night you've been tied up with some hussy or another and every day you've been waiting to do it again! You almost set the big top on fire yesterday you were so goddamn distracted!" Heat floods the tips of his ears at the memory. "I want an explanation Gid and I want one now. What the hell is going on with you?"

Now would be the time to say it, to come clean. To just tell Kremy, his boss, his friend, about the click clacking of train wheels over tracks that haunts his brain. How sometimes he can't hear his own thoughts under the bellowing whistle of a long gone steam engine. How his skin doesn't feel like it belongs to him, his body a machine for someone else's use. How good it fucking feels to find parts of himself in the core of somebody else, working for his own pleasure and dragging them along with him right up to the brink. How those primal sounds of skin on skin solidify that he's not just another cog in an infernal machine, forever toiling until he's sucked dry and spit out. How even then it's not always enough, that it's these quiet moments, devising more and more intricate ways to get the perfect cup of coffee that he doesn't even enjoy, sitting at his little table so close their legs have to touch, riding at the head of the caravan directing the horses while Kremy ticks boxes and traces routes on maps at his side, these small quiet moments that quiet his brain more than a month of one night stands and empty touches ever could.

"You know I'm fine with your proclivities, Gods knows you've earned it." A small part of his brain purrs. "But something's obviously bothering you and that's not something I can stand." And just like that he's pierced on a golden stake, feeling those eyes slice him into delicate layers and pick through them at their own leisure.

But Kremy doesn't rush him, never has, just sits serenely and allows him to fiddle with his words, fine tuning his meaning to the best of his abilities.

Now would be the time to say it.

"Remember when you offered me my own wagon?"

A look of mild surprise crosses a reptilian face. "Vaguely."

Gideon nods, letting the word hang on the air, intermingling with the smell of over engineered coffee.

Finally:

" Would you be open to rooming together again?"

The frown that crosses Kremy's features pierces between all the whirring mechanical bits of himself and straight into the fragile meat of his beating heart.

"Well Gid it's good of you to offer but you know I don't swing that way. You're more than welcome to keep the ladies to yourself, can have my share too while you're at it."

It takes a minute to grasp what Kremy's insinuating.

"No man! Not like that, I wouldn't do that to you, not rooming together at least. I'd just invite you here..."He pauses, grasping for the right words. "When it gets quiet... when I'm alone... it can be too... loud... in my head, s' fucked up, down, and sideways..." He trails off, looking up and searching Kremy's gaze for answers, he always has the answers.

His friend nods in understanding.

"Think I can arrange that, we'll need to rearrange the furniture and we can always use another Chow wagon." he begins muttering, turning things over in his head, organizing his thoughts like a hand of cards.

"You know I'm not too picky, I can sleep on the floor."

Kremy waves a hand absent mindedly. "There's plenty of room for two in the bed-" cutting himself off with a painful choking sound, Gideon can see a thread of panic strumming through Kremy's posture. "Of course that's a hell of a presumption, huddling for warmth is a whole different thing I shouldn't have said any-"

"So long as I get a little desk space to tinker and warm breakfast I'm satisfied." Gid shrugs. He misses sharing sleeping arrangements with Kremy, the wagons were a nice upgrade, more spacious and stable than tents and bedrolls, but they also took the few times he was able to hold close the smaller form of his partner. The privilege of feeling the cold-stiffness bleed out of his limbs and turn into languid sleep. Like cuddling the cold side of a pillow all night, a pillow that will occasionally rumble like a thunderstorm and vibrate his whole chest.

"I won't have any of your Jezebels in my bed, you want to let off that steam, fine, but not in our wagon."

Our.

"Seems reasonable enough." He smirks.

"You have yourself a deal Gid."

#kremy is absolutely a good coffee bitch #and gideon is an anything for my husband bastard #this was meant to be way more angsty but then i just felt that they've had enough trauma for a while #everyone notices that kremy(notoriously NOT a morning person) is much more pleasant in the mornings #(he's waking up all nice and warm so he doesnt need to wait for the sun to do the job) #coalecroux #kremy lecroux #gideon coal #once upon a witchlight #ouaw #legends of avantris #gideon and kremy at the front of the caravan bickering like a married couple

[tswwwit]

i have a counter argument to the 'only one person can boop bill' thing, mabel. she's the type of person to slap stickers on people, she would definitely be the type to also boop others occasionally and bill would be no exception. she probably doesn't do it to annoy bill like dipper would, but maybe as a form of a friendly gesture, kind of like those people who will lightly punch friends in the arm when they hang out.

You know what? Good point. Mabel would get away with more than most, as a fun-loving lady! Bill understands those impulses, and being a touchy person! He indulges in similar ones himself.

Though when Bill's not in the mood to be playful and gets booped anyway? The 'sister-in-law' status grants her considerable grace.

#answers #Though in addition to that - Mabel's general chaos and level of Fun Times is something Bill genuinely likes #Catch these two having one too many margaritas and slinging arms over each other's shoulders while singing too loud and off key #She'd have some leeway even without the brother situation #But Mabel gets a pass on things she normally wouldn't purely on the merit of 'this would piss off the spouse' #The thing about Bill is he's genuinely fun to party with - right up until he decides you're the pinata #Even now there are times when she thinks she's doing something 'cute' and Bill was NOT in the mood but just has to grin and bear it #Instead of breaking fingers one by one #Dipper is singular in his ability to get away with Pretty Much Everything #It's love yest but it's also communication and personality I'm afraid #If Bill DID call Dipper out on doing something Too Far he'd get an embarrassed and apologetic husband. With kisses of sorry. #Though in minor circumstances: he starts arguing with him #Turns out that bickering is a better way to deescalate with Bill than most other tactics and Dipper's a pro #Now Bill's gotta think semi-rationally to Win The Argument instead of acting on impulse. #And in the process of debate he not only: learns where his husband's coming from but has time to cool off #Congratulations Dipper! Your Nerdy Logic brain and ability to Rise to a Challenge prevent Bill from going immediately nuclear #Plus showing off that big sexy intellect of yours doesn't hurt #Whereas I see Mabel pushing one of Bill's few boundaries and then deflecting. She ain't great at conflict #Brushing it off and laughing; Jeez it was just for fun!! Lighten up already! #Exactly what Bill says when HE'S being a dick to someone! #Which is why he'd react Very Badly to that excuse #Ha ha! Fun! Of course Bill loves fun! You know what HE thinks is FUN #Barbecue. Flash-fried pork ribs. Where's that stupid pig #Dipper has to disarm that particular bomb and I highly doubt it's a pleasant process

[subbyp]

we need more post-canon/40-yr-old content with Zoro as the bartender of Sanji’s restaurant in the all blue and you can’t convince me otherwise

#one piece #roronoa zoro #black leg sanji #zoro/sanji #zosan #alcohol mention cw #seriously WHY have I never seen this #Zoro’s iron liver + skill at math + quick-twitch dexterity = excellent bartender skillset #also ‘’semi-retired adventurer bartender’’ is like Thee trope ok #ALSO also ‘’the head chef and her husband the barkeep who are constantly bickering/flirting’’ is such a good dynamic for them

[dessertbird]

Daily Destiel 💙💚

Bickering husbands - I don’t get words wrong… 😎☺️❤️

#Destiel #deancas #destiel is canon #their love is real #bickering husbands #I don’t get words wrong #what personal space?

[unhinged-nymph]

Recap of RandL’s Lunch Date:

Rhett always paying attention to how much link ate

Them bickering about link letting rhett eat the rest of his rice

Rhett “accidentally” tapping link’s hand and then link pretending to be miffed about it

“But you’re being a good boy” “I was being a good boy.” … 😀

Banter about the garlic bread

Link leaning over to breathe on rhett

“We’re feeling good.” “I’m feeling a little stuffed.” “Yeah you are… yeah you are 😏”

Hmmmm

#it’s giving bickering husbands #actually blown away by their behavior #there’s also just something about their tone that makes it even more sus #idk #rhink #as hell #rhett and link #eb 417