brenna
brenna
don't you dare put me in a situation.
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I've been here so long it's home. gay married to @ominoushominid irl. 🌈 she/they. 41. @scullyphile on ao3 and here. reblogging machine, me. current obsessions: good omens, babylon 5. also hello to all the brennas!
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brenna · 1 hour ago
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Imagine the secrets the trees are keeping
#q
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brenna · 7 hours ago
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brenna · 7 hours ago
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#AI
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brenna · 7 hours ago
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A Nightingale sang in Berkeley Square🔥✨
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Am I insane? Yes.
But we deserve the ✨leg thing✨ (at the VERY least)
Notes: omg this one took my life, took me all day long😭🔥 (the details, the books) I started to cry
Can I just say that... more to come?🫢🔥
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brenna · 7 hours ago
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one day you too could be a fanfic author who updates a decade later
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brenna · 7 hours ago
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@ineffable-wives-weekend is upon us!!! And here is my fic with the lovely wives and some very disgruntled ducks! 🦆🦆
For The Most Discerning Duck (6K words, Rated T)
Summary:
Crowley doesn't usually yell at strangers. But when she does, apparently it's at adorable tartan angels, trying to feed the ducks. Nobody said she was a smart woman.
And a little excerpt:
The person, she could only suppose it was a person, mostly relying on context clues and hope, blinked at her. Eyes big and round and the most startling blue Crowley had ever seen. It was also their only visible feature. Everything else was... tartan. From the tartan knit hat, pulled down over their eyebrows, to the tartan scarf wrapped high above the person's cheeks. Crowley thought, for a single hopeful second, that the beige coat was blissfully tartan-free, before the person turned to address her and, nope. There they were, the tartan accents on the lapels and the sleeves and were, were those tartan buttons? "Mnf," the tartan ninja said, indignant or angry but certainly muffled. Let it never be said that Crowley was a quitter. She had decided to take her angry mood out on this ignorant yet unsuspecting stranger and damn it, the fact that the stranger might just be a pile of sentient tartan was not going to stop her. Especially seeing as said stranger had not stopped tearing big chunks of a steaming loaf of bread and throwing them at the already too fat ducks.
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brenna · 7 hours ago
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brenna · 9 hours ago
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brenna · 11 hours ago
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and to be honest it's Saturday
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brenna · 11 hours ago
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a tshirt that says here against my will
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brenna · 11 hours ago
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Jellyfish mermaid Aziraphale and Naga Crowley
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brenna · 12 hours ago
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brenna · 12 hours ago
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Mutual recognition.
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brenna · 12 hours ago
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Michael Sheen as Aziraphale in Good Omens season 2
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brenna · 12 hours ago
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Enjoy someone trying the nail tappity taps for the first time and LOVING it
📷 Butterworthdasyrup
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