pt V good omens S1E1 summarised but i understood nothing but the queer
this is me back to summarising because if i think too hard about crowley and aziraphale watching each other i'll break down and i've only watched three episodes what does this say about me
without further ado, good omens episode one:
It opens with narration by God who is morally grey and tells us Earth is a libra. I see tarot cards. It could be a hallucination.
Cut to the garden of Eden. Crowley is a snake. I assume Adam and Eve ate the apples, but I am too busy looking at David Tennant.
They talk and say important things, but I am too busy looking at Michael Sheen. Aziraphale gives fire to the humans and adopts the gaslight gatekeep girlboss method of explaining it to Crowley and the folks at heaven.
Heaven consists of uncomfortable close-ups. I hear nothing they say any time a scene is set in heaven because I am counting skin cells on the angels. They like Sound of Music. I am growing to hate Sound of Music. Thanks, heaven.
Cut to modern day but not the present, 11 years ago. Zombies emerge from the ground, but they are not zombies, not yet. One of them looks like a dead blobfish. His face decomposes later.
Not-yet-zombies hand the Antichrist baby to Crowley, who catwalks through the graveyard with the basket swinging on his hand.
God starts talking about the ol' switcheroo, intercut with an American politician who loves the Y chromosome, as one does.
There are Satanic nuns, and they are bad at their job, but they really like toes. Not in a sexual way. We think. We hope.
There is a lot of baby switching and inaccurate wink interpretations. I understand nothing. It is fine. The plot is unimportant.
The Antichrist does not raise tropical fish. An easy mistake to make.
Crowley and Aziraphale try to balance the Satanic tendencies of their adoptive son Warlock, who is not the Antichrist. Crowley serves us more gender as she becomes the nanny. Aziraphale is the gardener. I hope it is not him. I hope it is someone else.
I hope in vain. It is him. It is always him.
They raise not-Antichrist for eleven years.
A scheduled dog delivery from hell does not arrive on time, which makes Crowley and Aziraphale realise they did not raise the Antichrist. Contrary to sensible interpretation, this is not good. They abandon their adoptive son, which is normal.
Cut to the Antichrist, whom I immediately want to adopt. There are friends, and I am told they are important, but all I know is Brian is just Brian and the others are foils for the horsemen of the apocalypse.
There is an apocalypse upcoming. I do not realise it until this point.
The Satanic dog delivery arrives as scheduled to the Antichrist, and becomes a puppy. The Antichrist, with boundless creativity, names the Satanic dog delivery Dog. I continue to love him.
Contrary to sensible interpretation, this is not good. The Antichrist naming the Satanic dog delivery Dog is such a tragic blow to the world of scientific nomenclature that the apocalypse is now set into motion.
The end.
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Steve comes home into a dark and suspiciously quiet living room. A short moment of the all-too-familiar fear that's always lurking in the back of his mind flaring up inside of him is immediately followed by a fresh breath of relief when he hears muffled voices emerge from behind a door down the hall.
He kicks off his shoes and quietly walks on socked feet towards the sound. In the doorframe, he stills to observe the scene inside the room: Eddie is crawled into bed with Katie, both of them tucked underneath her bright pink bedsheets. She's resting heavily against Eddie's chest and his hand is stroking through her hair, while a book is resting in his lap.
'Then he looked beyond the thorn bushes, out into the big dark night,' Eddie reads to her. 'Nothing could be further than the sky. "I love you right up to the moon," he said, and closed his eyes.'
Neither Eddie nor Katie notice Steve standing there and he can't help the smile creeping onto his face.
'"Oh, that's far," said Big Nutbrown Hare,' Eddie continues. '"That is very, very far."' He flips a page. 'Big Nutbrown Hare settled Litttle Nutbrown Hare into his bed of leaves. He leaned over to kiss him goodnight.'
Eddie himself also leans down to press a kiss against Katie's forehead.
'Then he lay down close by and whispered with a smile: "I love you right up to the moon - and back."'
He softly closes the book and brushes some hairs out of Katie's face, a soft smile lingering around the corners of his mouth. Steve can see that her eyes are already closed and that her lips are slightly parted; she looks peaceful, completely different from how she was when Steve had to leave the house.
'Hi,' Steve whispers, tiptoeing into the room.
Eddie's smile brightens when he looks up and meets his gaze.
'You got her to stop crying?' Steve asks, still whispering.
Eddie nods. 'I think her headache's finally gone,' he answers. He shuffles a little bit, cautious not to wake Katie, then pats the space beside him. Steve crawls next to Eddie underneath the blanket; the bed is small but they manage to make it fit, and Eddie presses a chaste kiss to his cheek when he's settled.
Steve feels the exhaustion of the long day wash over him in a sudden wave. Without another word, he drops his head onto Eddie's shoulder and closes his eyes.
He hears a soft chuckle close to his ear, then feels a hand grab his fingers and bring them upwards to press a kiss against the back of his hand.
'I love you to the moon and back,' Eddie whispers against his skin.
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hi beanie i saw u were asking for reqs for other fandoms so i came to the rescue ! have u seen that trend where someone's significant other says ily and they don't say it back?? u should do that with the kamaboko trio!!!
SAY IT BACK ! (gender neutral reader)
note: sorry for answering so late anon 😭 this is a very old wip that i dug up from my drafts but i hope u guys enjoy it
warnings: fluff, modern au
tanjirou kamado : his first thought is that maybe you didn't hear him.
he stops dicing up the vegetables he was working on and turns to you. "did you hear me, darling? i said i love you."
"yes, i know." you have to fight to keep a straight face.
you can see the gears turning in his head. "is everything okay?"
"yeah, everything's good."
"are you mad? did something happen- did i do something?" the frown on his face almost makes your façade crumble.
you glance at your phone, hidden away on a nearby shelf where tanjirou can't see it recording him. you struggle between two options, drop the prank and reassure your loving boyfriend, or continue and make yourself feel guilty...
'i might hate myself after this,' you think to yourself before getting your act together.
"no, why would i be mad, tanjirou?"
he's put the knife down by now, and is shifting closer to you, concern lacing his soft features. "are you sure?"
"yes, tanjirou." you nod. your boyfriend freezes.
"what?"
you haven't called him tanjirou since... well, he can't even remember. it was always either an endearing petname or nickname.
you play dumb, tilting your head innocently. "what, is something wrong, tanjirou?"
it seems your boyfriend has finally had enough, "yes, something's wrong! why are you calling me tanjirou? and why haven't you said it back??" his expression is downcast, like a kicked puppy and you finally break.
"i'm sorry, baby." you throw your arms around the brunette, "it's just a prank, don't worry." you point out your phone and tanjirou audibly sighs in relief.
"you really scared me, love. i thought you were mad at me.." he's quick to squeeze you tight to his chest.
"i love you so much, tanji. i'm sorry for pranking you," you say sincerely.
"i'm just glad everything is okay. i don't know what i'd do if you suddenly stopped loving me," tanjirou mumbled against the crown of your head.
you pull away in shock, "'stop loving you'?? as if that's possible?? i'll never stop loving you, so don't say things like that."
tanjirou giggles, "i'll never stop loving you either, darling."
inosuke hashibara : immediately thinks you've lost hearing or something. because why else wouldn't you say it back??
"did you go deaf or something??"
inosuke is staring at you with his hands planted on his hips and a pout on his lips to show his frustration.
"hm? no, i heard you, ino." you mumble without looking up at him, instead focused on a scrolling across the screen of your phone.
inosuke grunts in confusion, "are y'sure?"
"mhm, i heard you." you shift on the couch where you lay so that your back is to inosuke.
and this gesture shocks him. seeing you turn your back towards him.. now he's convinced something's wrong.
"hey! why're ya acting like that??" he pouts harder, his arms moving to cross over his chest.
"like what, ino?" you sigh, turning up the volume off your phone to tick him off.
"i said i love ya and.. y'ignored me!" he moves from where he stood by your head at the armrest to stand in front of the couch, your back still facing him.
"oh, did i?" you shrug, barely acknowledge his movement with a look over your shoulder.
"y..yeah, y'did!" he grumbles, resolve crumbling.
you finally turn to face him, "so? do i have to say it back?" your resolve is crumbling too.. this act is getting hard to keep up.
inosuke's jaw drops, "yeah! f'course you do!" his pout becomes less frustrated and more disappointed, "how am i s'posed to know you love me back if ya don't say it..??"
and that's the final blow to your mask. you sit up hurriedly, standing up to pull him into your arms, "aw.. i'm sorry, ino. of course i love you.. i promise it was just a prank, sorry love."
inosuke melts into your hug until the word prank. he pulls his face away from where it was buried into the crook of your neck. "a prank..? i- i knew that! i just wanted to.. prank you back." he says, knowing that both you and him are aware that it's a poorly strung lie.
you rub his back soothingly, deciding to fuel his ego a bit. "ahh, i see. well.. you really got me then, ino. you had me completely fooled, baby."
zenitsu: poor guy thinks you're gonna leave him 😭
"y/n.. i said i love you." zenitsu looks up from where his head was laid in your lap.
"mhm, i heard." you murmur flatly, eyes on the tv.
his expression twists into concern, "you heard? so.. why didn't you say it back..?"
you shrug, expression still blank. "didn't feel like it, i guess."
zenitsu scrambles off of your lap to sit up on the couch next to you, "you don't love me anymore?"
"i didn't say that," you finally turn to look up at him, schooling your expression.
zenitsu stares at you, wide eyed with worry. "but.. if you don't say it back that means you don't love me.. and if you don't love me that means you don't want to be with me.. and if you don't want to be with me that means you're gonna leave me.. if you leave me..--"
he goes on until you cut him off with a hand on his knee. "zen, it was just a prank. sorry baby."
zenitsu looks down at your hand on his knee before looking up at you, expression confused. "so do you love me?"
"of course i do."
zenitsu lets out a breath that seems to have held all his stress. "oh thank god.." he shifts to pull you into a bone-crushing hug, "don't do that again! what if i had a heart attack??"
"sorry, zen." you grin as he buries his head into the crook of your neck, hand coming to run through his hair. "i love you, zen."
"that's good." he murmurs against your neck, "i love you too."
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