#I‘m so happy!

[kiratastic]

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! 😭😭🙏🏻❤️❤️❤️❤️

Good Omens Fandom Love Letter

Day 16 - Favourite GO fan comic

Oh boy another doozy where I simply can’t choose just one!

I’m going to include a few here but this is absolutely not an exhaustive list.

Firstly, I can’t go past the very first GO comic I became obsessed with which started me on the road to Ineffable hyperfixation: The Lost Angel by @pinkpiggy93

Astrobleme by @daneecastle and @vavoom-sorted-art

Reversed Veil of Worlds by @daneecastle

Teach Me AU by @gahellhimself-blog (and all their other magnificent artwork!)

Crowley Falls Again by @gleafer (did this get finished by the way and I missed the last bits of the comic? It was so beautiful and compelling). Also there was Gleafer’s other Angst War comic which name I forget but it’s the one where Crowley has his memory wiped by Aziraphale so he doesn’t remember falling with Lucifer (which he did deliberately to protect Aziraphale). ADORED that one too!

Crowley’s Coven series by @gleafer as well!

No Nightingales by @kiratastic

Oopsie Omens by @asleepyy

Eccentric Omens by @usedtobehmc (I think they’re not here and only on Instagram)

Crepes by @servantserah

Fallen by @smudgeandfrank

Night Bright as Day by @mielpetite

There are so many more and I simply can’t name them all. To all the artists out there you are adored and loved. Thank you for your work!

Credit and kudos once again to Elnora Whittaker for this excellent challenge. Go follow her (and all the artists I named above) and like her stuff. Don’t forget to credit her if you participate in the challenge.

[starlingstalk]

Ghost Cole for Halloween! :D

[els-moonleaf]

Regal (ugh) and Will (ugh but a little less hateful)

Being so bad at the Skill that you have to drain half your coterie like capri suns is soo embarrassing.

[r-aindr0p]

In tonight’s episode of Baking Bread

[koi-karpfen]

Some art of aroace Ford! :D

[cowboylikeyouu]

need y’all to know that when i say "i‘m a star wars fan" it actually means that i only really care about the original trilogy and the mandalorian.

i haven’t seen clone wars. i don’t give a flying fuck about anakin. i only watch the prequels if i feel like some good obi-wan content. the only scenario where i‘m touching the sequels ever again is if i want to skip through them just to see the finnpoe scenes.

i‘m literally here for luke skywalker and luke skywalker only. with a nice side dish of leia & han, and pedro pascal as an emotionally constipated accidental daddy for dessert

[awayfromhomes]

i‘ll never get over this, not ever ⭐️✨

[flyingraijinn]

those marriage proposals were actually from me

[allforjeanmoreau]

Music is to me what Exy is to Kevin and Neil.

Those scenes where we get to see how much Neil‘s and Kevin’s lives revolve around Exy, how it’s the one thing that makes sense to them, that gives their life a purpose — those scenes always give me goosebumps because of how much it reminds of how I feel about music.

Even just the familiar feeling of a microphone in my hand, the strings of a guitar beneath my fingertips, the slick surface of a piano’s keys — those things just feel like coming home.

I love when Neil says that on the court it doesn’t matter who he is, it only matters that he’s a Fox and he’s playing Exy. I feel like that’s very relatable to anyone who has a huge passion for something.

[beep-beep-robin]

eddie feelings realization scene where he just breaks down and it looks bad and - oh fuck -

but it turns out he‘s actually breaking down because he finally figured it out. he finally realized what had always felt a bit off, what was always missing from not only his love life, but his view of himself as a person. he finally feels a bit more whole. he gets it, gets himself a bit more now.

and what if chris is there, and he thinks eddie‘s having a bad, bad breakdown again, and he calls buck. and of course, buck comes over as fast as he can - and to his surprise, when he gently touches eddie‘s shoulder to get his attention as to not scare him with his sudden presence, and eddie looks up at him, he doesn‘t look like he‘s devastated. sure, he looks quite rattled, but - the main thing buck can read on his face is relief. relief, hopefulness, and a bit of something else?

[lvstharmony]

sometimes showing a little vulnerability is necessary in order to reach the peace you’ve been seeking for

[human-encounters-diary]

Day 12

I apologize for the rather abrupt ending of the last record, as circumstances became rather frantic after the recorded incidents. I will apply my best efforts to summarize the following events shortly. After the human volunteered to perform the repair of the damaged outer hover engine, a rather heated discussion broke loose, concerning the risks and other possible solutions to the current situation. The Vitrichl decided that the human should perform the repair, as long as it was proved that her chance of survival was high enough. Several tests were performed, and all of them concluded that the human had a surprisingly good chance at surviving the excursion, although it was unclear whether she would return unharmed, as there was simply not enough information known about Terrans.

The Vitrichl ordered for a group of personally selected mechanics and scientists of the crew to supervise the excursion over the video recording of the space suit the human would be wearing. I was assigned as a part of this group. The human itself, inexplicably, remained incredibly calm, seemingly not grasping the gravity of the situation at hand. Despite my best efforts to make her aware of the responsibility she was assigned, she remained unresponsive. "I am applying my best efforts to make you aware of the risk you are taking.", I stated, trailing after her. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. I read the safety thingy, like, three times. And basically the entire board team will be there to guide me through the entire process and tell me exactly what to do. I'll basically not even have to think myself." "I would appreciate it if you did not neglect your thought process during such an important task." "Of course I won't actually stop thinking, it's just a way of speaking. Anyway, you'll have the entire video footage from my suit and as long as the suit remains intact, I should be fine.", Quinn continued. "Still, the probability that the system fails and you do not return…" "Is low enough.", Quinn cut me off.

"Listen, you oughta stop worrying. I might know nothing about alien technology, but this crew knows about it. And, to our luck, I'll have direct contact to them the entire time." She stepped into her assorted suit, machines around her closing and tying everything into place. Eventually, a helmet was lowered onto her head, the reflective surface hiding her face. She extended her right arm, lowering all her fingers except for the first and biggest one, which she pointed upwards. I could not decipher the purpose of this gesture, and as I could not see her facial expression, I was not able put any of my previous knowledge of humans to use.

The human underwent several further safety checks, before the medicals decided it would be appropriate to start the mission at that time. The task of the human was first to simply observe the entire damage, in order to confirm that our monitors grasped the entire extent of the damage. Furthermore, she should, under our supervision and precise instructions, reverse the worst damage she could and, at best, reverse the engine into a working state. The human was transferred into the duct from where all outerboard missions that did not require any larger equipment where started. As soon as the door opened and the human stepped into the void, medicals and scientists scrambled to examine her vitals. "Vitals are steady", a medical informed. Wrin pressed several keys on the control board, establishing the communication line between Quinn's suit and the SIIR Noxos. "Okay, Quinn, how do you feel?", Wrin, who was, for their standards, surprisingly sober, spoke into the communication tool. "Well, I feel like I've just drank a shit ton of water and then gone onto a roller coaster one too many times. Besides that, wow", Quinn's voice sounded from the other end. "Alright, I'm just going to pretend I understood any of that. So, give us a bit to get the suit camera sorted and then you can go on.", Wrin drawled, pressing a few more keys on one of the monitors. As the technicians confirmed a stable signal, Wrin began to guide Quinn into the direction of the damaged engine.

The human's vitals remained stable as she approached the engine in question. As instructed, the human began a scan of the area through her suit, linking the results directly into the main control quarters. Through the analyzation of the information, the technicians were able to confirm that there was no worse damage than our previous scans had recorded.

The human began to work on the engine. She removed the outer layer of metal within a few moments, which was almost fully demolished. As she worked towards middle of the structure, I observed her every step. She moved coordinated and careful, as if frightened that the engine might implode if she didn't (which was, admittedly, a rather real threath). Eventually, she removed a piece of charred metal, exposing an accumulation of cables. Wrin straightened as I took the communication tool from them and spoke into it: "Quinn, these cables are of high importance. Would you be able to reach the brown cable and remove it from its place? As careful as possible.", I added. Despite my, in my eyes, rather clear instructions, the human continued to reach towards a completely wrong cable. "Human", I interjected. "I do not mean to be insensitive, but that is not the cable I was referring to." "Huh? But that one's brown?", the human responded, tone signaling possible confusion, although I could not be sure, as her face was still hidden. "Human-", I started once again, thinking of the most polite way to phrase the following statement, but I could not finish, as Wrin pushed me away rather aggressively before taking the communication tool themselves. "Quinn, the mechanic‘s referring to the second cable from the far right.", Wrin eludicated. "…but that one's Magenta!", Quinn protested further. "Not to the mechanic. Different eyes, different colour perception.", Wrin quipped. Quinn said something indiscernably quiet, before continuing, carefully following Wrin's instructions. As these records' purpose is to observe human behaviour, I will not go into much detail describing the repair. If you wish to obtain more precise information about the details of this particular repair, I suggest you visit the archives, in which we keep all records of repairs, routine check-ups and everything else regarding the state of the ship, to gain a further insight.

The human proceeded the repair, although another thing of note happened rather towards the end: After the human had reconnected several wires and added a new protective layer on the engine's surface, the technicians tested whether or not the engine would start, obviously after the human had moved to a safe distance. The technicians started the engine at its highest setting, but with no success. No sound emitted from the engine. "Wait, let me try something.", the human sounded over the communication line. In spite of any common sense, the human moved closer towards the engine. The human inspected the engine, before suddenly, for some to me inexplicable reason, hitting the engine repeatedly with the flatter side of her hand. "Alright, try again." "Human Quinn, it is imperative that you move out of the immediate proximity of the engine.", I stated, but the human refused. "No, I wanna try something." "Human, it is-" "On one, come on, guys.", Quinn cut me off. "Start the engine on one." Against better judgement, the technicians began to prepare another start of the engine. "Okay, ready? Three, two, one, go!", besides my best efforts to stop them, the technicians started the engine at the exact time as Quinn hit its outer layer again. Fortunately, the engine did start. Unfortunately, the stuttering start of the engine produced a pressure wave that catapulted the Terran away from it. Eventually, her body was stopped by the cable attached to form a connection between the space suit that the human was wearing, and the SIIR Noxos. The body of the human did not move. Wrin, seemingly concerned, spoke into the communication line. "Quinn?" It took a few moments before we received any kind of answer, the silence filled with a slight buzzing sound. Then we registered the human's voice over the line. At first, the human only produced several sounds, possibly signaling pain. Then: "Well, I'm never doing that again." A pause. "Did it work? Is the engine stable?" "The engine is running. I wouldn't call it stable, but it will get us far enough.", one of the technicians informed.

Silence.

"Alright, Quinn, we‘re going to pull you back into the ship. Try not to move too much and uh…don‘t die.", Wrin spoke up.

"I can do that."

As the retraction program was started, I, accompanied by Wrin proceeded towards the intertravel duct. The human arrived shortly afterwards.

The suit seemed to be unharmed, a good sign, but its owner did not.

As a robotic arm removed the helmet and started to disassemble the suit, the human stumbled out. Stumbling, that was not a good sign. The human’s complexion was even paler than its naturally bright shade. And the skin of her face seemed to have a slight green undertone. Had it always been there? I could not recall. Perhaps their skin changed colours, similar to Wrin‘s species?

I was brought away from these suspicions, as the human opened her mouth and released a brown-green, odd-smelling fluid out of her mouth and onto the floor. This couldn‘t be normal, could it?

The human was immediately referred into the, for a ship and crew this size admittedly rather small, hospital wing. The medicals are currently observing and recording any interesting observations regarding the human‘s body. Unfortunately, while the medicals are treating Quinn to the best of their ability, it is difficult, as there is so little known about humans.

Although, perhaps this way I will receive more information regarding the anatomy of humans.

I will continue to record the recovery and the state of the human.

[maxedes]

WE ARE DRIVING HOME FROM A HOLIDAY AND HAVE BEEN STUCK IN TRAFFIC FOR HOURS & I LITERALLY TURNED OF ALL MY NOTIFICATIONS TO NOT GET SPOILERS (so i can rewatch the race as soon as i get home) AND THEN THE FUCKING RADIO REPORTS ON THE RACE & I LEARN THAT MY TEAM GOT A 1-2 THE ONE TIME I WASN‘T WATCHING

[zecheeseh]

2023

vs. 2022

Guess who‘s back? Well… at least for the season.

It‘s spooky month yet again and I‘ve decided (yet again) to draw ma boi Misto in a slightly spookier(?) tone. (Is that even the correct way to describe it?)

Anyways, it‘s very fun to make a kinda redraw of an older piece to see the progress I‘ve made since the last year. :)

[1dhq]

"Faith In The Future also tops the Official Vinyl Albums Chart, proving the most-purchased record on wax this week, and is the week’s biggest album in independent record shops."

BOY

[cowboylikeyouu]

as a florence-obsessed lesbian who has sebastian somewhere in the top 5 of her men who make my homosexuality disappear list: i‘m not okay