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fuckyeahgoodomens · 11 months
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Oooh, WAHOO! :) ❤ Congratulations! :)
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itsscottiesstark · 2 months
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So. BAFTAs day. Britain's biggest, most important, most esteemed awards. Right?
But the BAFTAs aren't trending on Tumblr. Weird, huh?
You know who is? David "The show isn't about me" Tennant.
You know who else? Michael "DT's husband" Sheen. Was he nominated? No. Did he present an award? No. Was he in a 5 min sketch at the beginning? Yes and he was glorious. Is he David's husband? Yes and they're very happy together.
AND THEY ARE UNSTOPPABLE.
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Before long, good omens will be trending too, just you wait.
Also, Bark Ruffalo has all my love.
(gif by @invisibleicewands 💕)
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hairmetal666 · 3 months
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They start kissing on stage as a joke.
The night before the first time, they're at an afterparty, pounding shots, and Eddie is reading aloud a piece that just came out in Rolling Stone. "'One of the most noteworthy parts of Munson and Harrington's unlikely pairing is their chemistry on stage. It's like these two men--one on his way to being the latest metal god, the other an indie rock wunderkind--are two parts of one musical whole. Their singing, their playing, even their bodies twine and flow with assuredness; where one goes, the other follows without question. They share a single brain-cell and that cell is music'."
Steve giggles, pours some more Grey Goose into the glass. "If they say that now, could you imagine what would happen if we, like, kissed on stage or something."
"What the fuck, Harrington?" Eddie splutters, having just thrown a drink back.
"I don't know, other bands do it!"
Eddie snorts. "I'm cutting you off." He reaches for the bottle and the suggestion is forgotten for wrestling over the liquor.
Steve barely remembers it in the morning. Doesn't think about it at all as he gets ready to go out on stage.
They're playing one of the instrumental breakdowns when it happens. They're leaning into each other, Eddie smiling over his shoulder at him, their eyes locked, bodies moving together. "You wanna?" Eddie mouths at him.
Steve nods before the question actually registers and by then Eddie's warm, soft mouth is against his and he just-- completely forgets what he's doing. His hands still on the guitar strings, and he melts a little, going completely boneless when Eddie grips the back of his head, pulls him deeper into the kiss. t's over almost as quickly as it started, Eddie pulling away and swirling to the mic to start the next verse.
The kiss sinks into Steve's bones, and that's before it becomes a regular feature of their performances. After that night, they're never at the same time during the show, all initiated by Eddie, all over before he can catch his breath; each one chaste and surrounded by people but somehow more intimate than any make out.
He and Eddie, they're friends, bandmates, collaborators. They've known each other since they first started out, forging an immediate connection with they stumbled upon each other hiding out in the garden at some industry bigwig's party. And as much as he loved his friend, never once in that time had Steve considered wanting Eddie.
But now, now he falls asleep with the ghost of Eddie on his lips, goes into each show with a thrum of anticipation, catches himself thinking how beautiful his friend is when he's all rumpled and disheveled from a night in the tour bus bunks.
They've always been easy with physical affection, but once the kissing starts they're constantly in each other's space, idly playing with hair, laying across laps, heads on shoulders, twisting together on the tour bus couch. Steve is ruined with every touch, every moment; he can't get enough.
The first time Eddie uses tongue destroys every last piece of Steve's composure. They've added a new song to the setlist, a remixed version of Eddie's hit "Prince Charming". It's hard, heavy, sexy, one of Steve's favorites. And in the middle of it, right in the middle, Eddie shoves him against a low platform, kisses him like he's trying to own him, tongues twining eager and wet and full of sinful promise. It's like that every show after, Eddie kissing him deep and thorough, like he's trying to lick up every drop of Steve.
He is, unquestionably, fucked. Unquestionably falling. Can't properly fathom how he'd gotten himself here, desperate for Eddie's kiss, as performative as it may be.
They're packing up equipment after a show. Eddie's hair is piled in a messy bun and Steve is trying not to blatantly stare at the curve of his neck, the stray curls against his pale skin. Eddie's gesturing at something, says, "Can you grab those cords, swee--Steve?" He hands them over without thought, notices that Eddie's face is shining red. He's called away to deal with packing the guitars, forgets all about it, but at their next show, Eddie doesn't kiss him.
They don't talk about it.
Eddie doesn't try to kiss him again.
A week after Eddie stops the kiss, they have a night off between shows. He needs to get out of his head, goes out with Robin. He gets back fairly early, but all the lights are off in the bus. It makes him panic in a way it shouldn't; they've always done their own things. Still, he rushes on board, flips on the lights, his absurd heart beating too hard.
Eddie is curled up on the couch, face pressed to the pillows and covered with his hands. The panic kicks up a notch.
"Eddie?" He steps closer, slowly reaching out to grip Eddie's shoulder.
He jerks upright, earbuds slipping free, phone sliding down his hip. "Steve?"
His face is wet, tears actively slipping free from his eyes as Steve watches.
"What happened? Are you hurt?" His hands flutter around Eddie's arms and face, searching for bruises or wounds.
"I'm fine, Harrington," he chokes out. "Though you were out with Robin?"
"Yeah, I was, but Chrissy called. You know how useless she gets. But that doesn't--you--you're crying. What's wrong?"
Eddie's smile is a wobbly little thing, refusing to stick on his face. "Oh, you know, the usual. Fell for the wrong guy."
Steve forces down the gut churning hurt at hearing that Eddie's in love with someone, intent on comforting his friend. He tries to slip his arm around Eddie's shoulders, but Eddie shrugs him off. It jostles Eddie's phone again, slipping it toward Steve and activating the screen. He has a split second where he's looking at the cover of his own first album, before Eddie's snatching it out of reach, scrambling up from the couch.
"I'm fine." He swipes his sleeve over his face. "It's nothing."
And Steve is putting it all together, the being in love and listening to Steve's music, the kissing and how it ended.--
"Eddie." He sounds all wrong, choked and garbled.
Eddie doesn't turn around, is stuffing his feet into his boots. "I'm--I gotta go clear my head."
He walks towards the door and Steve just--"I've been obsessed with you since the first kiss," he says. Eddie stops, hand curled against the door. "We've been friends all this time and I didn't--I never realized. And then we kissed and--it's all I've been able to think about."
Eddie turns then, facing him, expression unreadable."Steve, what are you--"
"I love you. I'm in love with you." It comes out fast, all jumbled, but he can't stand Eddie leaving, not now.
"You--?" Eddie blinks, bites his lip. "That's not possible."
Steve smiles, can't help it. "It is, though. Turns out, I can't get enough."
Their eyes lock; neither speaks. Steve's heart pounds so hard it might spring free of his chest. Eddie moves first, crosses the small distance between them to pull Steve into his arms.
It's not a kiss, but Steve buries his face against Eddie's neck, breathing him in, feeling the echo to the pound of his own heart. "How long?" Steve asks.
Eddie's soft laugh vibrates through him. "Since I saw you walking in that garden and thought, 'jesus christ, Prince Charming is real'."
Steve pulls away to stare at Eddie in disbelief. "But that's--your--the song?"
"They're kinda all about you, Stevie. But that one most of all." Eddie whispers. His eyes glisten.
"Fuck, Eddie." He doesn't mean to whine, but he's not in control of his voice anymore. "I'm sorry I didn't--" He shakes his head. "I'm all yours, Ed. Whatever you want."
Eddie's thumb catches against Steve's bottom lips, eyes transfixed on his mouth. "Everything, sweetheart. I want it all."
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mizgnomer · 2 months
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David Tennant’s acrobatic left eyebrow - Part 15
Other parts of this photo-set:  [ Eyebrow Action Tag ]
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paperbagrat · 5 months
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Everyone wake up a new meme template dropped
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invisibleicewands · 2 months
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Michael, David and Bark Ruffalo at BAFTA Awards 2024 - 18/02/2024
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kliofyart · 2 months
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A BLACK KILT????
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delicatepointofview · 3 months
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MILEY CYRUS — Performing 'Flowers' for the 1st time on live television at the 66th Annual Grammy Awards
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hxlbrook · 2 months
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opening the bafta's with david tennant and michael sheen is called taking care of your queer audience
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blinkilite · 2 months
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Holy crap. David Tennant is gorgeous in these suits. I am so happy I decided to watch the BAFTAs today. David looked sooo good. His Crowley-like hair. David and Georgia looking gorgeous together. That suit with the angels and snakes on it. We got Kilt!David 😍
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Then the opening Staged skit with Michael. Michael actually at the BAFTAs with his white curl looking adorable in a bow tie. I missed them together so much.
This was a total win for Good Omens and Michael/David fans. I love them ❤️ it was a good day for fandom nerds. 😊
Edit to add:
glasses David!!!!!! 🥰
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Sheenbergnant family ❤️
(from Georgia’s ig story)
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some of my screengrabs from the baftas :)
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fuckyeahgoodomens · 6 months
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Vote for Good Omens, Staged and David Tennant in ITalkTelly Awards! :) ❤
on the page 2 Staged in Best New Comedy and
on the page 4 David Tennant Michael Sheen Staged in Best Comedy Partnership
on the page 6 Good Omens in Best Returning Drama
on the page 8 David Tennant in Best Dramatic Performace
(you need to click all the way through to submit, voting closes at 10pm on 24th November 2023, you can vote multiple times)
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thesilverrarrow · 2 months
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oh. my. GOD! I am OBSESSED! look at David's SUIT that suit is absolutely GORGEOUS URGH. look at GEORGIA she looks STUNNING they both do!!!!! power couple? power couple! I LOVE them!!!! they both look AMAZING!!!! I'M OBSESSED 🤩
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phoen1xr0se · 12 days
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Just a reminder that tonight (Sunday April 14) the Olivier Awards are happening, in which David has been nominated and Michael is presenting an award.
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You can watch the Olivier Awards livestreamed from 6pm BST here.
If you just want the highlights, UK and NI can watch them on ITV at 10.10pm BST, and the US, Canada and Australia can find it on Britbox.
Wishing both our boys the best of luck 💜
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[reblog if you can]
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beccibarnes · 5 months
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David Tennant (dressed by David Tennant)
vs.
David Tennant (dressed by a professional)
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starlightseraph · 2 months
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“the more time we spend together the more we get on.”
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