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Creatives 💫

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Rosekiller

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imagine you get told you look like regulus black and then looking him up and seeing THIS:

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Day 300 of posting Good Omens memes Everyday until Season 3

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in honour of @moonyinpisces 's brilliant 'how do we turn on the light'

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chest stuff ;)

straight out of @moonyinpisces hdwtotl ch 13

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Us time

(thank you all for your heartwarming welcome backs ❤️❤️ kind of feels like coming home from a long trip)

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crowley, aziraphale, and muriel arriving in new york from ch 12 of @moonyinpisces' fic how do we turn on the light? (the bus about to run them over is off screen)

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oyster - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 274

Hell. This had to be hell.

He mentally smacked himself upside the head for allowing his ancient coworker to set him up with her grandson as he listened to the man go on and on, all while he had a giant glob of sauce running down his chin.

"- and I've actually become the youngest to be named one of CNBC's Thirty Under Thirty," the man - Gilderoy - yammered, throwing Remus a disgustingly braggy smile.

"Don't you mean Forbes?" Remus asked, incredulous.

The man stared for a moment, startled, before giving Remus another annoying grin. "Right! Sorry, it's hard to keep track, you know?"

Around this time, Remus realized that their waiter was listening in, sneaking glances as he set the table next to them. The waiter, who had introduced himself as Sirius, was gorgeous, with long black hair, a tattooed frame, and, if Remus remembered correctly, much kinder eyes than Gilderoy.

"You know," Gilderoy said suggestively, grabbing at the plate between them, "oysters are supposed to be aphrodisiacs."

It was ridiculous. So insane. Because anyone with a brain could tell this date was going horribly, so for Gilderoy to actually suggest that anything might happen was asinine. But before he could say so, Sirius turned around, chuckling.

"Mate, I don't think all they oysters in the world would help you with that," he laughed to Gilderoy, before turning to meet Remus's eyes, throwing him a wink.

And Remus, who felt his stomach flip, spoke before he could think. "Dunno. If you were the one giving them to me..."

Needless to say, he left the restaurant with someone, but it was not Gilderoy.

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the starmaker

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Napping after a hard day's work 🤫😴

prompt by @wafflebatter8225 !

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Some good omens art from last year ଘ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ

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Bonus:

more clothes swap stuff

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Aziraphale is handling his role as archangel just fine.

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Why didn't anyone tell me this is a play on a bible quote? First time I regret being raised by atheists.

Can't believe some gay ass show got me reading the bible.

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thinking about the fact that from a human’s perspective crowley is just some skinny middle aged goth dude with dyed red hair and a face tattoo who drives an almost hundred year old car to his complete opposite aesthetic boyfriend’s bookshop nearly every day. why? because he can, that’s why.