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So what ur thoughts on the bafias nominations David been nomination for best comedy actor while Michael hasn't been nominated for anything and the fan on twitter can't understand why now I personally think after Al aggressive behaviour on a post when they got his name wrong on his favourite radio station and how her stories on ig recently just werid behaviour do u think Al may had sabotaged his chances of getting a nomination for anything

What ur thoughts

Hi there! So I am once again on the road and attending a conference in Las Vegas that just wrapped up, and now I finally have a chance to comment on today's exciting news.

I'm sure everyone has seen by now, but congrats to our lovely David on his first (main) BAFTA nom for Male Performance in a Comedy!

It seems almost surreal that David has never been nominated for a (main) BAFTA before now, and given the breadth of his other recent TV performances (Des, Litvinenko) nominating him for Good Omens season 2 is certainly a choice...especially in the absence of a nomination for Michael. Looking at the list of nominations, it appears that Best Interests was nominated for Limited Drama, as was Sharon Horgan for Leading Actress...but no nomination for Michael for Leading Actor, either. So very quickly, this starts to look like a visible and intentional snub.

In terms of why Michael would be snubbed, I think there are a few possible reasons, but none of them have anything to do with AL. Readers of my blog know that I am never hesitant to call Anna out when it is merited, but in all likelihood the BAFTA nominations were decided long before now, and in my opinion she would not have any influence on whether Michael is nominated regardless of when her social media posts were made. So it does not make sense to place blame on her in this instance.

My feeling is that the reasons for Michael's lack of a nomination (and really, David's nomination specifically for GO) are likely twofold. One is that I'm guessing Amazon/whoever submitted David for consideration didn't want to pit Michael and David against each other. If they were both competing in the same category, it could split the votes, so only nominating one of them seems the best way of avoiding that. The second reason (again, in my opinion) seems to be political.

I was surprised to recently learn that Prince William is the president of BAFTA--British followers, help me out here, because this is very, very weird to a confused American--and as we know, Michael has spoken out on a number of hot button issues over the last few months: Opening a conversation about Welsh independence. The question of the devolution of the crown estate to Wales. And of course, abolishing the title of Prince of Wales. Not to mention all of the backlash incurred by the release of The Way, which was roundly savaged in the press and accused of promoting anti-English sentiments.

Granted, there have been politically active nominees and winners at the BAFTAs in the past, but it really feels like the combination of all these things is somehow working against Michael. Let's also not forget this epic picture from the BAFTA film awards last month, with Michael giving Wills the side-eyest of Welsh side-eyes:

All this said, it is difficult (if not impossible) to think of Michael and David's performances in GO as separate things, because they are so inextricably intertwined. The reason that we got David's incredible performance as Crowley is because Michael was there as Aziraphale, and vice-versa. I think David and Michael themselves would be the first ones to say it, as well as to be in awe and so supportive of each other's acting. The response of fans to this nomination news--saying Michael is a better actor, Michael deserved to be nominated instead, etc.--is so perplexing to me, because I think he was probably the first one in line to congratulate David, and would chew out anybody who put down David's acting for any reason.

I also think that if the lack of a nomination is due to the above-mentioned political reasons, then Michael is probably wearing it like a fucking badge of honor. I think he is also happier for David than anyone else on the planet right now (because that's his boyfriend, damn it), and I truly hope the stars align and give us Michael presenting David with an award again like at the NTAs in 2021. (Michael subsequently carrying David off the stage bridal style would be the cherry on top of the already extremely homoerotic cake.)

I also feel that there is no question David is as taken aback by his nomination/Michael's lack of a nomination for GO as much as the rest of us are. While I have no idea what David's chances of winning truly are, I think he would wholeheartedly and enthusiastically share that award with Michael. And I think he will share that night with Michael no matter what, regardless of what happens on the broadcast.

So many possibilities come to mind, really. I can imagine David and Michael re-enacting Every (without the heartbreaking bits, of course) on stage. I've seen people making references to the infamous Slow Show fic/how it parallels to real life, and while I've only read part of it (haven't gotten to finish), the thought of any kiss between Michael and David is beyond gorgeous to contemplate. Not for the sake of "content" or as a joke, of course (because I don't think they would be willing to kiss as a joke, because if they were, they would've done it by now), but because we would see a facet to Michael and David's relationship that's always been there in private become public. And it would be their choice to share it with us.

Those are my reactions to the BAFTAs announcement today. I'd love to hear from my followers as well with your thoughts and comments. Thanks for writing in! x

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New Year's Eve

A Choices Fan Fiction of The Royal Romance, Red Carpet Diaries, and Perfect Match.

A/N For my bff @krsnlove and for all her encouragement over the past year. Don’t know what I would do without the gifs and laughter. Here’s the pairs she loves, meeting up for a special New Year’s Eve.

Song: What Are You Doing New Year's Eve

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Part 1 The Invitation

Cordonia, The Royal Palace...

"New York?" Maxwell breathed the words. "We are spending New Year's Eve in New York?!"

Olivia's lips curved in disgust. "Another masquerade ball. Can anyone think of something less original for the usual crowd of nobles?"

Liam flipped the invitation over. "It might be enjoyable. Hakim and Joelle have friends and connections all over the world. They will likely attend."

"More snobs." Drake muttered. "Happy New Year to me."

"Joelle knows a lot of people involved with the fine arts." Amanda pointed out to him.

"So either rich snobs or cultural snobs? Great." He grumbled.

"You are all missing a huge point here." Maxwell announced. "We are going to enter the new year kissing someone in New York! This is a game changer. I can feel it."

"Game changer?" Amanda asked. "What do you mean?"

"We," Maxwell lowered his tone to sound more mysterious. "Are going to kiss the one."

"The one?" Olivia snorted. "We're all going to kiss the same person? I think I'll pass."

"No!" His blue eyes narrowed at the smirk she shared with Drake. "We each will find the one right for ourselves!" He held the gilded invitation closer to the light. "Can't you guys feel it?"

Drake leaned back in his chair. "The only thing I feel is a long flight ahead of us to a crowded city that will be even more packed on that night."

"It says our hotel rooms have been reserved." Amanda added. "The ball is being held in the same hotel, so at least we won't have to try and get somewhere."

Olivia groaned while standing up. "Guess we need to go pick a gown."

Amanda sighed in resignation. "I think I might find a black gown. Reflect the color of my mood as I spend yet another New Year's not sharing a kiss with anyone special."

"You can moan and groan all you want, but you'll see. Everything is going to change for us." Maxwell predicted.

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"Please." Nadia drew the word out in a slight whine. "Kai is going to be stuck at work. Please go with me so I'll know someone there."

Damien ran a hand over his heavily stubbled chin. "Nadia, I hate these type of--" he glanced at her as she gave him the sad puppy eyes. "Nice try. Can't we just stay in?"

"I've been invited to a party by a duke and duchess. A duke and duchess! Two people who are patrons of the arts! I have to go. This is a huge opportunity and honor for me." She folded her arms and lifted one eyebrow. "I had no idea you were so timid about being around rich and cultured people. If you feel you can't keep up with them intelligently..."

His eyes cut to her while a slight smirk formed. "Well I'll be damned. You honestly think I will fall for that technique?"

She huffed and got up. "Fine. I thought my best friend would be willingly to go with me and keep me from breaking down and calling Steve. But I guess I will just spend it here, in my apartment, thinking of ways to get my ex back. Probably drunk dial him after drinking a bottle of champagne by myself. Alone. In the--"

"I'll go!" He shouted. "Just stop the guilt. You're too good at it."

"Yay!" She hugged him tight. "Be sure and bring a mask with your tux."

"I take back all the times I said Kai was right for calling you a precious cinnamon roll." Damien muttered. "She has no clue how evil you truly are."

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Hollywood, California...

"This came for you." Holly dropped the gold envelope on Thomas's desk.

He set aside the screenplay he was reading and reached for it. "Thanks. Would you bring--" he paused when he saw who the invitation was from. "Damn."

"What is it?" Holly craned her neck to read the invitation. "Oooh, New Year's Eve in New York. Want me to book your flight?"

He groaned. "Yes. There is no way Joelle will let me out of this. Not after I missed the previous party."

"Who are you going to take along as your plus one?" She asked.

"No one." Thomas firmly replied. "I have neither the time nor the inclination for romance."

"You never do." Holly muttered. She pulled up some possible flights.

"I'll leave on the twenty-ninth." Thomas decided. "It will give me time to prepare myself for whatever Joelle has in store for her unsuspecting guests."

Holly nodded. "Sounds like--" she pulled her phone out when it vibrated multiple times. "We are coming with you. The duke and duchess invited Matt, Ryan, amd Jessica along too. Addison, Seth, and I have been added as plus ones." She smiled at his groan. "Sure you don't want a plus one too?"

"Positive." He replied. "I can escape easier alone."

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Shanghai, China...

"I won't make it until after New Year's. Mr Lee not only negotiated the entire deal, he then somehow managed to make me agree into taking his daughter to Hakim's party." Rashad explained to his business partner.

William chuckled. "I'm so happy right now that I have the flu. He probably would have talked me into escorting another daughter."

"I've never met her but I can predict that other than seeing some of my friends that this will be one miserable New Year's Eve. And to answer the question you're about to ask, I will not try and receive a kiss." He shuddered. "If she is anything like her father, I will have to run and hide at 11:59."

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December 29th, The Four Seasons, New York...

Liam stared out of his penthouse's window. The lights of New York were beginning to become brighter as night fell. His thoughts were centered on Maxwell's prediction. He hoped it came true for his friends. He knew it couldn't for himself.

The last six months had been some of the hardest he had ever faced. His father's death from a massive heart attack had been followed by his brother's decision to abdicate the throne. Liam had become king before he had a chance to comprehend all the changes.

He was grateful for Olivia discovering a loophole in his ascension. He didn't have to settle for an arranged marriage. He was able to accept the crown with an engagement. He and Amanda pretended for a few weeks before ending the sham. All was done with little trouble.

But now...he couldn't simply meet a woman, ask her out, have romance of any sort. He had to be cautious and choose the one that would be the best queen. That's all there was to it. No matter how much he wished differently. This was his life.

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Downstairs in one of the bars of The Four Seasons, New York...

"I can't believe you managed to swing us getting hired as holiday help for the third year in a row." Daniel teased.

Riley laughed as she picked her tray up with the requested drinks. "Third time is the charm. We get to help out with some kind of pretty big party on New Year's Eve. Rob promised us all bonuses that will make us weep with joy for working that night."

"I've never been so excited to be single before." Daniel replied. "Hello trip to the Bahamas."

Riley laughed while taking the drinks to the different tables.

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Rockefeller Center...

"Beautiful." Amanda breathed.

"I'm freezing." Maxwell muttered, pulling his coat closed.

"Please." Olivia rolled her eyes. "It's barely brisk."

"It's a tree. You decorate like a hundred of these every year." Drake complained. "Why did we have to come out in the cold to see this?"

"You didn't." Amanda reminded him. "I told all of you to go on to dinner and I would meet you there. I was not about to come to New York during the holidays and miss this."

Maxwell checked his phone. "Liam is on his way to The Palm Tribeca. We should head on over."

"Wait! We need a picture of us here." She looked around and spotted a man off by himself, looking at the tree.

"Pardon me?" Amanda gently touched his arm.

He glared down at her. "What do you want me to sign?"

She blinked in surprise. "I was going to ask if you would take a picture--"

He snatched her phone out of her hand. He held it up and took a selfie with her. "There. Now if you will excuse me."

Amanda stared at him in shock. "I'm afraid you misunderstand. I wondered if you would mind taking a picture of me and my friends in front of the tree."

The man's cheeks flushed. She wasn't sure if it was cold, embarrassment, or irritation. Possibly all three.

He followed her over to the group and took the photo. "Here." He muttered, handing her phone back to her.

She looked at it and beamed. "It's perfect. You managed to frame us with--"

"Amanda! Hurry up!" Drake yelled out. "We will leave without you!"

"Coming!" She smiled once more at the man. "Thank you again and Happy New Year."

His frown eased. "Same to you." Thomas watched as she ran toward the man that was waving impatiently.

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The Palm Tribeca...

"I know this is just so I won't back out of the ball," Damien took a bite of his steak, "but you have reverted back to precious cinnamon roll status."

Nadia grinned at him. "I never doubted I could." She looked up when another group entered. Her eyes locked on what had to be the most extraordinary set of blue eyes she had ever seen.

Damien looked over at what had caught her attention. "I'm starting to think that whole drunk dialing Steve thing was an empty threat."

"Huh?" Nadia noticed his dimples form right before he winked at her.

"Should I go over there and tell him you like him?" Damien teased.

"What? No!" She dropped her eyes and picked up her wine glass. "I was merely admiring, artistically mind you, the color of his eyes."

"They're blue." He taunted.

"They are not simply blue! They are..." She looked over at the man's table and quickly looked away when he caught her staring. "They are multiple shades of blue to create a color rarely seen."

Damien glanced over at him. "No, they're a basic blue."

"You're hopeless." She mumbled. "I suppose the work Michelangelo did on The Sistine Chapel's ceiling was basic redecorating."

"Well," Damien gestured with his wine glass. "You're not wrong."

"You--" Nadia narrowed her eyes at him. "You are trying to get a rise out of me."

"And succeeding." He teased. He motioned toward the other man. "Go talk to him."

"What? Just walk over there, interrupt his time with those people? He could be dating one of them! Or married! Have three beautiful children with those gorgeous eyes and dimples." Nadia sighed while slumping in her chair. "I am destined to be a tortured artist."

"You make more money off one painting than most do in a year." Damien rolled his eyes. "Nowhere near tortured status."

"Tortured in love!" She snapped then covered her mouth when conversations paused around them.

Damien chuckled. "I think you're tortured right now. Should I ask if there is any paper and pencils you can borrow? Maybe some crayons they keep on hand for children?"

Nadia covered her steadily growing red face. "That's it. No more special dinners for you. Ever."

"I doubt that. You love the cinnamon sugar doughnut holes here too much to not drag me along." Damien eased off the teasing. "Nadia, you know you're cute as can be. He keeps looking over here, just walk by and say hi."

She shook her head. "I can't. But I will have those doughnuts. Possibly three orders of them."

Damien reached over and squeezed her hand. "Whatever you need."

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In another corner of The Palm Tribeca....

"What are you going to order?" Addison asked.

Thomas diverted his steady gaze from the woman who's picture he took. "Er, my usual."

Ryan leaned over to see what he kept looking at. "That doesn't look like your usual."

Addison turned around in her chair to look at what they were talking about. "Not another red head. Wasn't Marianne enough to steer you away from fiery tempered people?"

"Not her, I was looking at--" he stopped right before he revealed what held his attention.

Holly practically climbed in Ryan's lap to be able to see. "Is it the brunette?"

"Forget her!" Addison softly squealed. "It's him! Oh my-- how do I look?" She asked Matt.

"Beautiful, but who is the man you suddenly want to impress?" Matt asked, not even attempting to hide his jealousy.

"It's the new King of Cordonia. You know! Liam." She sighed on his name. "Ugh. Pictures rarely do him justice. AAAHHHH!" She covered her mouth. "Do you think he's here for the same party?!"

Thomas nodded. "Hakim and Joelle are close to the Royal family. I--"

"I'm going to meet him!" She squealed.

Matt met her eyes and waited.

"You know I love you." She hugged him. "I'm just fangirling."

"Why don't my fangirls act like that?" Seth asked.

"Because you have to have fangirls first." Holly remarked.

"Good point." Seth winked at Jessica. "Iowa, when we get back home, remind me to add squealing fangirls to my list of goals."

She laughed and took his hand. "It can be your New Year's resolution."

"You're brilliant." He pressed a kiss to her cheek. "I knew I loved you for more than your looks."

"Liam's highly intelligent." Addison added. "He isn't just make you want to weep handsome."

"What kind of handsome am I?" Ryan asked.

"The usual kind." Holly told him. "I've yet to tear up over looking at you."

"Not even choke you up handsome?" He countered.

"There was that one time I watched a movie you were in and choked on popcorn." She kissed his cheek. "Does that count?"

"Definitely. I can live with being choke you up handsome." He wrapped his arm around her.

Matt tugged on Addison. "Stop staring and pretend you remember who I am."

She looked up at him and smiled. "I gave you my heart." She glanced again at Liam. "A few seconds doesn't change that."

"Guys we are missing the main point." Jessica interrupted. "Hunt has found someone he not only likes but has kept him from saying how ridiculous our conversation is."

They all turned their attention on Thomas. When he noticed how quiet it was he stopped looking at the woman sitting beside Liam.

"What?" He asked. "I'm ordering the lobster."

"Holy--" Ryan smacked his back in camaraderie. "It finally happened."

"What are you talking about?" Thomas felt a trickle of unease settle over him.

"You finally found someone who renders you speechless." Ryan told him.

"And deaf." Holly added.

"That's preposterous." He waved to a waiter and ordered an old fashioned. "I've done nothing of the--" he looked up when she rose from her chair and went towards the back.

"The word you're looking for is sort." Jessica teased.

"Nope, it's love." Seth corrected.

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Towards the back of The Palm Tribeca...

Rashad tried to keep from staring at the young woman sitting across from him. The moment he had met Hana, he had been tongue tied and in a highly grateful frame of mind.

"Do you come to New York often, your grace?" She asked.

"Rashad, please." He corrected again. "And yes, I do."

"Is it still as exciting each time you visit?" She asked. "This is my first time and I am still in awe of it."

He smiled at her. "I guess since I usually come for business purposes that I haven't had a chance to really enjoy it."

His smile brought her own out, nearly blinding him with her beauty.

"Rashad!" Amanda greeted. "We thought we saw you." She smiled warmly at him and then Hana. "Forgive me for interrupting. But we were wondering if you wished to join us." Her eyes fell on their half eaten plates. "But since you are settled, I should leave you to it."

Rashad stood and introduced her to Hana. "She will be at the ball with me."

Amanda's eyes lit with interest. "That's wonderful. I look forward to talking more to you then, Lady Hana." She patted Rashad's shoulder. "Enjoy your evening."

"We will." He said with another smile at Hana.

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"Well? Was your mission successful?" Olivia asked.

"Her name is Hana Lee. Rashad has completed a business deal with her father and she is now his date for the ball." Amanda explained.

"Forced to take her or happy to?" Maxwell asked.

"I'm not certain on the forced part but he definitely looked happy." Amanda replied with a grin.

"I told you!" Maxwell exclaimed. "Big things are happening here."

"For Rashad maybe," Drake argued. "The rest of us, not so much."

Maxwell looked over at woman he had winked at earlier. She didn't seem to be on a date with that man. Or was she? "It's going to happen." He told them. "Just you wait."

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Outside The Four Seasons...

“I think I might go for a walk.” Olivia told them. “I will see you all in the morning.”

“Do you want me to come with you?” Amanda asked.

“No. Go ahead and get some rest. I’ll be fine.” She assured.

A couple of blocks from the hotel, her arm was grabbed.

“What took you so long?” She asked.

“Maxwell had to reassure me that I would find the one this New Year’s.” Drake muttered. He wrapped his arm around her waist. “He doesn’t realize that I already did that quite some time ago.”

Olivia rolled her eyes. “This sneaking around in the dark is getting old.”

Drake looked at her. “I thought you wanted to wait to announce our relationship once we were certain of our feelings.”

“I still feel that way.” She told him. Her red lips firmed in determination. “That’s why I am willing to be your date for the party.”

He stopped them both. “You are?”

HIs deep voice combined with that heated look in her eyes made her lips curve into a smile. “I am.”

He pulled her close for a kiss. “So am I.”

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The Four Seasons, at a dark bar...

“You should have come along with us.” Amanda said, scrolling through her pictures with Liam.

“I had to finish reviewing that trade agreement.” He explained. His smile formed at the picture of his friends in front of the tree. “So you not only saw it but talked the others into it.”

She laughed and nodded. “They didn’t even realize they were talked into it.”

He moved to the next picture. “You didn’t tell me you met Thomas Hunt.”

Her smile fell. “What? I have never met him.” She looked down at the selfie that the man she---”Oh no! No wonder he asked me if I wanted an autograph when I approached him.” She dropped her head on the table. “He must have thought I was an idiot.”

Liam chuckled. “I doubt that. After being in the public eye, he probably enjoyed the anonymity.”

Amanda shook her head. “I can’t believe the opportunity to meet him happened and I wasn’t even aware of it.” She stood up and waved him back down. “Enjoy your drink. I’m going to go bury my head under my pillows and relive all my mistakes in that moment.” She wished him a good night and left.

A new waitress approached his table and smiled. “Can I get you anything? Liz had to leave and I will be handling her tables.”

Liam shook his head. “Thank you though.”

She tilted her head and studied him. “I don't mean to pry, but are you okay?”

He looked up at her and paused. “I--I am. I have nothing to complain about.”

“That doesn’t mean you don’t have a right to be sad.” She told him.

“Well, Ms.--”

“Riley.” She said with a warm smile.

He tried to gather his thoughts. “I suppose the new year approaching has brought me down.”

She glanced at Daniel and motioned for him to keep watch on her tables before sitting down across from Liam. “In what way?”

He rolled his glass between his hands. “The usual I suppose. Fear of making the wrong decisions. Wishing you could be reckless for a moment.” He looked up at her. “Wish you didn’t feel so alone.”

Her brow furrowed and she reached over and placed her hand on his. “Everyone feels that from time to time. And right now, you aren’t alone.” She gently squeezed his hand. “I’m here.”

His blue eyes seemed to burn with intensity as he met her steady gaze. “Yes, you are.”

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