I went dumpster diving into the posters for Good Omens Season 2 and found a few pearls.
I found it odd that this season had SO MANY official posters. Hours and hours of work and real dollars from Amazon went into the production of these things. This one won a freakin Clio award. I know Neil confirmed he didn't have a lot of control of what went into these 21 (Or 22 depending on whether or not you count the umbrella piece that was made before season 2 shooting began. Personally I don't!) pieces, but I will leave no stone unturned, so here we go. I combed through every single season 2 poster I could find so you don't have to. Here's everything I've found so far:
1. The allegiances poster
After having watched season 2, knowing what we know now, this poster seems very much to me like a Game of Thrones style family at war image. We have a perfect mirror down the center, with Aziraphale/Angels/Nina&Maggie on Aziraphale's traditional left side, and Crowley with Beelzebub & Jim as reflections of Maggie/Nina, and Shax and Michael(?) as reflections of the three angels on the other side of the mirror. It seems unbalanced, unless you count the floating white head (conveniently watching in the background) as The Metatron...
Which means Michael is... not on the same side as Uriel and Saraqael? She's also grouped in with the Metatron and Shax, on the side of the demons. How very odd.
Gabriel & Nina also have a mirror in that they've both turned their backs to the crowd. Gabriel is willing to go live with Beelzebub in hell, and shut down Michael's plan and the Metatron's scheming for a second Armageddon, so that literal turn towards Beez and away from everyone else makes sense to me. The Nina one however? Not so much from what we've seen. Why is she turning her back on the angels & demons?
2. The individual posters
Interestingly, the individual posters all line up pretty much exactly with the all the allegiances this season. You just have to look at the way the characters are slanted vs. how the backgrounds behind them are slanted. All 3 bookshop posters and all 3 street posters are slanting left, with their characters also slanting left. They are who they say they are, and they're on the same side.
Michael and Uriel have right slanting backgrounds, so odds are heaven is supposed to slant right. Uriel is following the rules and slanting right, but of all the characters on the posters, Michael is the only one really betraying the background slant, and is slanting left against her background. Something's up with Micahel. They're not on the same side as they claim to be. Saraqael is more mysterious, as the only one sitting straight, and the only angel to have a left slanting background.
Shax seems to be slanting left with a left slanting background, which puts her in the same pose as Uriel, but mirrored. While Beelzebub is weirdly slanting right with a right slanting background, making them a bit of a traitor, like Michael. Shax, Saraqael and Michael have some explaining to do.
Lastly, and I think mostly obviously, there's clearly a missing poster in the set. Why doesn't hell have a third green poster? Is it supposed to be the Metatron, and they didn't want to spoil the surprise? Furfur maybe? Why wouldn't poor old Furfur get a poster when he has more screen time than Uriel?
I don't think this is very important other than it's funny : everyone single person is holding something in their right hand, except for Shax and Crowley, who are holding things in their left hands, and Muriel, who's holding fucking NOTHING. Poor baby Muriel lolsob.
One thing I do think might be important is that there are 21 posters in total + 1 missing one. So maybe 22 posters for season 2? How appropriate.
3. The triple phone box
In both the Nina street poster and the group street poster, there's are a set of 3 red phone boxes down the street. We never see phone boxes in series 2. Seriously, not once. Every other detail in these ones is from Whickeber street footage: gumball machine, post box, newspapers, coffee sign, puddle, walking extras... The only thing out of place is those blasted phone boxes. As far as I can tell it's literally the only thing in all 21 posters that never appears in the show in some form, and this background plate is used for all the street posters, so the phone boxes are in quite a few of them.
4. Crowley is showing his good side, Aziraphale is always facing away from Crowley.
Crowley is always shown with his head tilted to his right this season, body tilted towards Aziraphale and always with long sideburns. Even in the illustrated poster his default is head to the right, sideburns long.
EXCEPT for this poster. This is the only time he's looking away from Aziraphale, and his snake tattoo is visible. And his sideburns are short. Either nobody noticed this or they refused to fix it.
There's also the matter of Aziraphale facing his body away from Crowley in every single image except the allegiances poster, where they face each other. So cute.
5. The sneaky details posters
This one has:
1. Pride & Prejudice 2. Treasure Island 3. A tale of two cities 4. The Crow Road 5. Catch-22 9.
AND whatever the hell this photoshop artifact/invisible thing coming out of the scroll on Aziraphale's desk. I checked every version I could find of this poster and it's always there. It looks like someone tried to edit out something that was there and sort of got it mostly right. Which is completely ludicrous given the amazing amount of flawless photoshopping and collaging going on in this image. These are the magicians linking rings from the 1941 magic shop. Mystery solved!
This one has the yellow book on the bookstand, the record, and :
1. Only one clock hand on the grandfather clock, facing 6.
2. A feather duster on the floor (but weirdly it's grey not yellow).
3. The dark horse statue with Crowley's old sunglasses on it.
4. Aziraphale's bowtie ON THE FLOOR. What. Why.
I can only conclude that in this poster either
A) Aziraphale and Crowley have left these things behind (meaning no more bowtie for Aziraphale in season 3)
B) They are currently not wearing these items somewhere else in the bookshop....
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I ran out of images. So the dome poster will have to be it's own post!
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crush on you;; jjk
pairing: jungkook x staff!reader
word count: ~2k
rating: e for everyone HAHAHHA
genre/warnings: fluff, canon!idol jungkook with marketing!director reader, cheesy confessions, mutual respect and love, just overall FLUFF
summary: jungkook always had the biggest crush on people who are good at their jobs. y/n always had the biggest crush on the youngest member of bts.
y/n wins an award. jungkook is in attendance.
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“Shouldn’t you tell her that we’re coming to see her accept the Clio?” Jimin leaned over, glancing over at the youngest.
They were getting their makeup done for the award ceremony with the cameras rolling for content. They were used to it at this point, knowing full well that the editors would simply and mysteriously delete all evidence of such compromising information.
Jungkook wasn’t paying attention to Jimin. In fact, he had been freaking out. Surely, the announcement of them showing up was unexpected, and he wasn’t the type to pay attention to object. It was normal to run into you from time to time as he loved your company. In fact, they would spend a couple of hours having lunch or coffee together, just catching up on work related things.
However, it had been a week since The Incident, the holiday work party that the two don’t want to talk about. It was when they got a bit frisky, making out drunkenly under the mistletoe in the view of Bang PD himself.
It wasn’t that it was in front of The Boss (in fact, he always encouraged to date within the company to avoid paying more to paparazzi to not follow them around); it was the fact that Jungkook had planned to confess in a sober manner first. The fact that they just made out with not much context pissed Jungkook off. He was still so immature, he thought. You didn’t deserve that side of him, especially since it came off as him not giving a single fuck and a big fuckboy.
Yeah, Jungkook was a fuckboy…once. It was when he was in his early twenties and one can’t really blame him. Besides that, Jungkook was a better guy now. It took a heartbreak or two to get him to be serious, and for once, he wanted to be serious with you.
After realizing that the golden maknae wasn’t paying attention, Jimin laughed, pointing at him.
“Yah, you’re still thinking about the Christmas party, huh?”
Jungkook flushed red.
“NO,” his voice cracked, revealing his true feelings. Of course, Jimin would know exactly what he was feeling. After all, he was the one he cried to when he realized what he had done.
Jimin leaned over, patting Jungkook on the shoulder, leading to both of their makeup artists giggling at the gossip.
“It’s okay, dude. We all make mistakes, like making out with our coworkers at a Christmas party.”
Everyone on their side of the room started laughing heartily, with a few clapping in excitement. The Incident had been great work gossip fodder for the past week, which only deepened Jungkook’s embarrassment towards the entire ordeal. It had been a while since such gossip had occurred, and this one seemed rather innocuous compared to the other ones.
“S-stop it,” Jungkook stuttered, burying his face into his jacket. The makeup artist sighed deeply, knowing she just finished touching him up.
“Come on, it’s cute!” Jimin egged on, his arms extended out in grandiosity as he clapped thunderously. “When was the last time since Jeon Jungkook had the biggest crush on a girl before, hmm?”
“Shut up,” Jungkook pressed, suddenly standing up. Their makeup artist frowned, getting frustrated at the youngest’s movements. They were already running late.
“Come on, this is going to be photographed,” she urged, gesturing for him to sit down.
Jungkook merely pouted while she sighed, continuing to put a gloss over his lips.
“Noona, tell Jimin to stop teasing me because I don’t like it,” he emphasized at the end in a cutesy singsong tone.
She just laughed.
“Whatever you wish for, Jungkook-ah.”
It was no secret that you and Jungkook had the biggest crushes on each other, nor was it a secret that you two both knew deep down that the feelings were mutual. In fact, it had been a long time since the feelings began, give or take a few years.
It began when you started working at HYBE as the marketing associate to provide ad campaigns for the group’s endorsements. You were an outside hire, something that was unheard of at the time. After all, HYBE was fiercely protective over their groups in an attempt to curb the amount of stalker fans in the company. This past year was stressful for everyone, as it turned out that most of the leaked information about their whereabouts had been some of your coworkers, leading to a massive layoff in exchange of not pressing charges on breach of privacy.
And so, you were promptly and almost abruptly promoted from your position, a position that you were barely getting comfortable in, to the director of marketing. It was a swift but not careless decision, as you had been responsible for their most successful campaigns, particularly with the company’s new group, NewJeans. Despite the rocky start of their young age, you were able to market them in a safe, non-exploitative manner, something that was laudable by everyone in the company.
Jungkook was the first, and perhaps, the most important person that you cared highly about. You two had met during one of those boring conference meetings to go over his solo endorsement schedule. After exchanging entertaining quips with one another, Jungkook took an interest in you immediately, suddenly wanting to be in every meeting in relation to his endorsements. (Because of course, he couldn’t sit through quite literally everything because 1) that would be too obvious and 2) he couldn’t do it if he wanted to).
He admired your tact and your ability to problem solve in a drop of a hat. To you, ad campaigns were like a puzzle that could be solved in the matter of seconds, and with Jungkook not knowing a single thing about the ad world, he found it fascinating. Fascination turned into romance real quick as he began to notice your features a bit more, and soon, his cheeks began flushing every time you two would glance at each other, anticipating each other’s responses.
You, on the other hand, had been a quiet fan of BTS for quite some time. While you weren’t necessarily the type to fangirl over anybody, you also admired Jungkook’s ability to be good at quite literally everything. You took a great liking to his charisma and his genius ability to understand music and melodies quite immediately. In fact, the first time you flushed red was when he hummed a jingle, which led to you pitching for NewJeans’ cell phone jingle for the app HYBE was developing for them.
It was from that jingle that led to your first Clio, an achievement that HYBE’s ad team had been waiting for to put on their wall of achievements. After all, the Grammy looked rather alone at the top.
And so, you, the board and the girls went to the Big Apple to accept the award.
What you didn’t know was Jungkook would be there as well.
You were nervous as hell. In fact, it was the first prestigious award you ever received, and it was even more nerve-wracking now that you found out literally two minutes ago that Jimin and Jungkook would be in attendance.
Jungkook…you had a bit of an incident with him. Mutual and consensual of course (otherwise, it would be a major HR issue of epic proportions), and you had been meaning to tell him that you liked him as well, probably asking him out on a date.
Surely, it was traditional of him being the guy to ask the girl out, but you were the exact opposite of traditional, something that you’re sure that Jungkook was interested in. In fact, it was the first thing that Jungkook found fascinating about you, how you could keep the longest and passionate conversations with Namjoon and Yoongi about topics that Jungkook could not keep himself. Sometimes, he wondered if he was smart enough to have a conversation with you, but he also knew you weren’t that pretentious. After all, you two wouldn’t have developed feelings if he felt like you were out of his league.
However, you felt like Jungkook was out of your league. Surely, it came from insecurities that you didn’t want to surface, but it was due to the fact that Jungkook had access to quite literally everyone at his disposal. The idea that he chose to kiss you for more than just a peck, drunk, at a work Christmas party was rather, well…something that you didn’t think would happen, only you could dream of.
Or maybe it was a dream. It all felt like a blur at that point.
And so, you came to greet Bang PD and your boss, followed by the two members of the biggest boyband in the world. To celebrate you. Little old you.
You saw him.
He smiled and looked away immediately, flushing.
You blushed furiously as Bang PD cleared his throat to somehow clear the awkwardness between you two.
“Let’s sit down, shall we?”
Jungkook’s heart felt like it was about to thump out his chest. He could hear his heartbeat in his eardrums as Jimin kept nudging him, teasing him.
“She looks gorgeous coming up there, huh?” he laughed, covering his mouth as he did so.
“S-shut up,” was all Jungkook could muster, his face getting redder by the second.
The man needed to take a breather of course because well, you were beautiful in your gown. Smiling your charismatic smile, you accepted whatever the award it was. As flashy as it seemed from where Jungkook was at, it wasn’t anywhere near as beautiful as you were, the yellow diamond in Jungkook’s little doe eyes of wonder.
You went through your list of people to thank, the usuals: your boss, your boss’ boss, and then of course, Bang PD. Somehow, for some strange, perhaps a little selfish reason, Jungkook wanted him to be addressed in your speech. After all, he was the one who gave the idea that led to you getting the Clio, kind of a Peggy Olson move done by Don Draper in Mad Men.
Come on, Jungkook thought. Say my name. I’d be in love with you if you did.
Not that he needed to be anymore in love with you.
“And lastly…”
Jungkook snapped out of his daydreaming phase to listen in again. Yes, he thought. Maybe this is it.
You were freaking out. You didn’t prepare a speech at all, and in fact, you were just winging it, naming everyone you could think of at the top of your head.
There was a part of you that you wanted to thank one particular person, a person who gave you the idea. You gulped, wondering what everyone would think if you just mentioned him right now. Perhaps people would wonder the nature of your guys’ relationship, or maybe it could be just seen as platonic.
It was happening all too fast to where you didn’t have enough time to think other than to check his reaction. Maybe you could determine then.
You glanced up, looking past all the lights and the sea of faces. It was then you locked eyes with Jungkook.
There he was, already staring at you with such admiration. You had only seen him look like that with Namjoon, with eyes that told how much he admired and adored the person. It only was caught a few times from you, and the fact that his eyes were on you…
You felt like you were at the top of the world.
Perhaps it seemed like you stared at him for too long, perhaps also exchanging the same energy. You liked Jungkook so much…and you owed this Clio to him…
If I could just tell you how I feel right now…
Blinking furiously, you cleared your throat to snap back to reality.
“I’m sorry, I just blanked out. Thank you again.”
Fuck.
Jungkook’s heart skipped a beat as you two made eye contact. Your eyes were soft and inviting, just less glazed over compared to the way you were looking into his eyes at that Christmas party. It was the look that he had seen before with you, but he wasn’t sure if he was dreaming and imagining things.
God, I could kiss you again right now.
He could feel his cheek turned more red as he looked away awkwardly, clearing his throat and taking a sip of champagne. He felt a nudge to his right. Jimin again.
“You’re so obvious,” he whispered after he leaned in, giggling.
“Stop it.”
“Jungkook, I really like you. Like a lot.”
There was the confession. Jungkook was dizzy from hearing it with his own ears.
You two had a couple of drinks after the ceremony. He had swung over to your hotel room for a celebratory drink, and you accepted immediately.
For some reason, every time you two drank, it seemed like you two were remembering each other and your guys’ feelings towards one another. Cheesy, a little overplayed, but it was the truth. Jungkook always seemed to remember the people he loved whenever he’s drunk. So you did you.
Surely, you two didn’t want to be drunk again to be in one’s feelings, but alas, both of you were again.
“I wish we weren’t drunk to confess to each other like this, but…” Jungkook smiled and blinked slowly, “I do too. Maybe even…” he swirled his champagne in the plastic cups from the bathroom. “Maybe even….in…” he chuckled, inhaling slowly and making a moan. “Ah, I don’t want to say it.”
“Eh, are you in love with me, Jeon?” you teased, pushing him playfully. You two were intertwined with each other despite sitting across from each other, his legs locked between yours.
Jungkook grew quiet for a bit, putting his fingers up to his chin and cupping it.
“Deeply.”
You laughed, leaning in closer to kiss him on the lips.
“Me too.”
END.
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