#TL;DR: Michael and David are cheeky little instigators (especially Michael) and I regret nothing

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Them: “You shouldn’t ship real people! It’s objectifying and gross! What would they think if they read the stuff you write?”

Me:

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So I've got some feedback for your fic. Can you put it behind a fucking cut? Please for the love of g-d. Not everybody trawling the tags wants to have to scroll through lines and lines of a non-gay woman fetishising an imagined gayness between actual straight, real fucking people, especially not this actual gay. Please. At least tag it with rpf. I'm begging you.

Oh, Anon. This is a little hateful for a Sunday morning, isn’t it? There are some things I like to have on Sunday mornings: Pecan pancakes. A Spanish omelette, with potatoes and onions and a little bit of parsley. But there is one thing that can ruin both of those tremendously tasty dishes, and do you know what that is, Anon? Saltiness.

I have to say, though, I’m kinda struggling here with some of your comments. “Imagined” gayness? So, that means I must have imagined the multiple instances of Michael openly thirsting after David, like this:

And this:

Also this:

Oh, and this:

David is more subtle and reserved, in contrast to Michael’s eager expressiveness, but gosh, I must have imagined this, too:

My imagination is just running wild, apparently, to have made all of this up and not have culled it from countless interviews and appearances Michael and David have done for OVER A YEAR NOW. Heck, I must be the Willy Wonka of British actor smut:

Who knew, right? Purple is my favorite color, though, and I do enjoy spontaneously breaking into song, so it does seem to fit.

So, Anon, where does this leave us? You’ve assumed that Michael and David are straight (I know they’re not gay, but bisexuality is A Thing That Exists), and also that I’m straight, when I’ve said nothing to indicate my own sexual orientation...but somehow I’m the one imagining things. I can for sure tell you one thing that I didn’t imagine, though: I actually DID tag my post with #good omens rpf, as I do tag all of my RPF writing, which you seem to have somehow missed, and which I’ve helpfully circled in red here:

I sure do hope this helps you out, Anon. Like David Tennant, Sunday mornings are easy, so I hope you’ll be able to go ahead and enjoy yours. Thanks!

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Hi! Shipping real people is not okay..

Hello, Anon! I’m assuming this is in response to the meme I just reblogged/added to with a meme of my own. The writing on it may seem out of context, but it’s actually a direct quote from David, who spoke that very line during an interview this morning. So it is not something that I made up purely for the sake of shipping David and Michael, but an innuendo-laden statement direct from Lady Godiva and her his horse’s mouth.

Also, I have discussed this matter previously, having been attacked by a few other Anons, so allow me to direct you to this post and this post for further reading, which hopefully will help to address some of your concerns.

I understand that you do not think that shipping real people is okay, Anon, but neither is policing anyone’s content on the Internet. As I’ve mentioned before, I do not send my fanfics or posts to either Michael or David (which would be egregiously out of line, and which I have unfortunately seen fans do), and folks are more than welcome not to follow me or read what I write/post if it is not to their liking.

So, thanks for writing in, albeit unnecessarily.

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lostkittyramblings replied to your post “I noticed a lot of people ship David and Michael. They started...”

Ohhh lovely, more of you putting into words what I was trying to sort in my head ������ In my total personal opinion these two walking disasters dearly love each other ���� whether that is strictly platonic or something more is for them to know (and for us to occasionally wonder about ��)

Exactly! That is 100% my position as well. We get to joyously speculate and revel in the flirty exchanges/looks/etc. that Michael and David give us, and they get to decide what their relationship is and what they mean to each other. Thank you also for conveying in 1-2 sentences what I absurdly took several paragraphs to say. Haha. Love it!

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Can you imagine the people you seem to adore so much reading what you post? How embarrassed they'd feel? They're not characters, they're real people. It's weird and fetishistic wtf

Okay, Anon…I’m gonna take a stab in the dark and guess that this is in response to my jokey birthday post for Michael from earlier today. Or perhaps the Michael/David RPF I’ve written, if you’ve somehow managed to come across that.

So, let me tell you a funny story. When I watched Good Omens last year and subsequently got into the fandom, I was not at all inclined to write or even allude to any RPF between Michael and David. I’d been through the wringer in my previous fandom, and was far more interested/invested in Aziraphale and Crowley, as well as slowly exploring the careers of Michael and David and all of the things they’d been in that I hadn’t seen. I binge-watched Masters Of Sex, Broadchurch, and every movie of theirs that piqued my interest and that I could get my hands on.

At the same time, I started watching interviews of them. Not just Michael and David together, but separately as well. David’s interview on Graham Norton from 2007, for example, which was the interview that made me love him. And every single absurdly flirty interview of Michael’s with Craig Ferguson just blew my mind and made me fall head-over-heels for his wily Welsh charms.

But those interviews of Michael and David together, Anon. Those were what made me realize that it wasn’t just the characters of Aziraphale and Crowley to whom I was drawn. It was the men behind them, and the very powerful, hilarious, beautiful chemistry between them. The relationship between Az and Crowley worked so well in the first place because of that chemistry, and I found myself seeing it more and more whenever Michael and David were together, and it was utterly irresistible.

Then these two moments happened…

Now, David is a fandom veteran. David’s been around the block and knows what things to say to rile fans up, to get that certain specific reaction out of a crowd. But Michael…Michael is a lovable madman. He did that interview with Richard Herring last summer…and that happened. Apropos of nothing. There was nothing that led up to it, not even a whisper of a mention of GO or the Ineffable Husbands…nada. Zip. Zilch. Niente. And yet…”he’s my lover.”

So between these two moments and the countless interviews of Michael and David together endlessly praising each other, gazing at each other, Michael staring at David’s mouth like he was starving for it…It was like the floodgates opened, Anon. I’ve read and written RPF before (as mentioned above), but I read MS/DT fics long before I ever attempted to write one, because I wanted so much to properly capture their personalities and voices. It took months for me to write anything because I was so concerned about it being true to who Michael and David are. If all I wanted was just to see two hot guys making out–if it was just that generic kink I was after–I could simply watch porn. But my fantasies aren’t about random men; they’re about Michael Sheen and David Tennant. And those fantasies are an extension of what Michael and David themselves have put out in the world for all of us to play with, to imagine, and to enjoy.

So, no, I don’t think Michael or David would be embarrassed by what I’ve written. They certainly do and have been embarrassed by other things–often adorably so–but from every interview or appearance I’ve seen, they also have a sense of humor about themselves. And while I’ve seen horrifying incidents in other fandoms of fans sending their fics to the actors in question, I am in no way doing that with Michael and David. I am not pushing my work into their faces and I never will (though Michael has admitted to reading fanfic in the past and god knows what corners of the Internet he’s lurking in).

It’s unfortunate that you’ve come across my posts and have some issues with them, Anon. But I’m going to offer you a really nifty solution to that very exact same problem: Don’t like, don’t read. Super easy, super doable. This way, the folks who do enjoy what I post (and there seem to be quite a few, as I’ve just recently passed the 1,000 follower mark, which is mind-boggling to me) can keep on enjoying it. I hope this helps you out, Anon, and that this can conclude our interaction and we can go our separate ways. Godspeed, Allons-y, Live Long and Prosper, and Tickety-Boo to you…