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[curiouspupsicle]

Good Omens Fan Fiction Friday (11/28/24) - Banter

Just like Aziraphale and Crowley, I just love banter. Luckily, there are some fabulous fan fics featuring it. Here are a few of my favorite fics with amusing banter. In You Can't Un-See a Dog (T), humans summon Crowley. When Aziraphale shows up to save the day, there's some fun bits of banter as our clever Angel makes his plan to rescue Crowley. (The writer is @holycatsandrabbits on Tumblr if you want to say hello.) Writer @ezomind-the-other-one writes some fun back-and-forth in www. wahoo.com (T). The fun bickering goes even farther in this human AU when Aziraphale wins a literal pissing contest. Aziraphale offers neighbor Crowley use of his shower while the latter's bathroom is under renovation in What Aziraphale Wants (G). Witty human AU. In Wars of Attraction (M), Aziraphale spots a handsome, red-haired stranger on the Tube. What are the chances he'll ever see him again? Post season 1, Aziraphale makes a Christmas pudding. Charming bit of fluff by the always wonderful @hotcrosspigeon. Tomorrow Brings Love in the Shape of Things (T). In Radical Honesty (G), the witty banter is between Anathema and Crowley when the demon asks the occultist for romantic advice. Attheborder's It's a New Craze (T) is virtually all banter. And it's brilliant. Aziraphale and Crowley start a podcast. And enjoy the comic based on the story by @anotherwellkeptsecret on Tumblr. Best known for their human AU's, @klikandtuna wrote this canon adjacent story in which Aziraphale tries wine and Crowley tries oysters. Of course, it's an occasion for delicious banter. In Vino Veritas (G). Banter is a clever stand-in for sex. So if Smuts-giving was a bit much for you, you'll enjoy these witty (and often subtly sexy) examples of banter. And if you appreciate banter as much as I do, please share links to your faves in the comments.

[housederiva]

Is it just me or is there way less fanart being made for this game than the previous ones? Kind of makes me sad, I remember with dai I could check the tags every few hours and find something new weeks after launch, now I only can get away with only looking a few times and week and miss nothing.

I don't think that's Veilguard exclusive.

Things I and my mutuals draw now are getting less notes/reblogs than they did even one year ago, regardless of the fandom. Fanfiction is getting less comments and kudos on ao3 too (not that they were getting many comments in the first place) Less gifs are being made because gif makers weren't getting reblogs. Hell, most of the post I make have a huge discrepancy between likes and reblogs and add polls into that? A thousand people voted on something and only a dozen people reblog it. It's a hollowing feeling when you realise you're calling out to an empty void, I don't blame people for creating less art because of that.

I don't see a vast majority of the people who follow me in my notes because I have likes disabled. Multiple times someone has sent me an ask apologizing for spamming me with likes and I don't understand it? That is not a bad thing And unless you reblogged anything along the way, I didn't even realise you were doing it in the first place. And the people whose notes I do see are not annoying in the slightest, I love the tags you add and I'm sure the original poster does even more so

I'm not trying to shame anyone Into interacting with the fandom spaces they're in but the whole point of Tumblr and what makes it a blogging platform and not social media is that this is a show and tell website. You're supposed to look at something you think is cool and then wave it around for your followers to see and then they pick it up and do the same regardless of how old it is

When you reblog an ask game from someone it used to be common courtesy to send that person one of the asks from it. Folks used to leave comments analysing paragraphs from stories people wrote and theorising about what would happen next on every chapter. We used to send each other asks just asking about our ocs unprompted

If there's no interaction or community when you create something, then what's the point of creating it? It sucks that fandom is morphing into something to be consumed and thrown away the second it's more than a week old unless you're one of a handful of blogs that got lucky and picked up traction at just the right moment

I'm sorry for the rant but I get emotional when I think about the decay of fandom spaces for too long. And this goes without saying, but you guys can reblog anything on my dash if the button isn't disabled on it

[gothamite-rambler]

Bruce answered his phone without checking the caller ID.

Bruce: What is it, Nightwing?

Dick: I… You’re not going to ask who this is?

Bruce (dryly): I made distinct ringtones for all of you.

Dick (curious): What’s mine?

Bruce (serious): Nickelback’s "Photograph."

Dick: Why would you make it that? I hate that band!

Bruce (raising an eyebrow): You have such odd… awful takes about music.

Dick (playfully): Says the man who unironically likes The Room.

Bruce (defensive but amused): When you treat it like a comedy, it's really funny! Why did you call?

Dick: Where are you? Your assistant said you were at therapy, but none of us believed that.

Bruce (firmly): I’m actually in therapy.

Dick (skeptical): Is that code for something?

Bruce (deadpan): No. Harley—yes, Harley Quinn—is giving me free therapy services, and I’ve been meeting with her for three weeks now.

In the background, Harley lounged casually in an armchair with an iPad, wearing clear sunglasses that made her look more professional, though her red pantsuit contradicted that effort.

Harley (leaning forward, smirking): Oh, you’re definitely paying me for these sessions at the end of the month. You’re not Roy; you have multiple sessions energy!

Bruce (exhaling sharply): We will discuss that after I end the call. Nightwing, is there anything else you need, or can I hang up?

Dick (suspicious): Have you been hit with Joker toxin, hypnotized, or exposed to Ivy’s pollen?

Bruce (sighing): No, no, and no. She’s good at her job; she just managed to fall for an insane clown and ruin her career… We’ve all made mistakes like that.

Harley nodded enthusiastically, clicking her pen repeatedly, her attention caught.

Bruce (a hint of affection in his tone): That’s not an insult to Damian. I love him; he’s my son and the only good thing I got out of that relationship. But Talia is… well, she’s nuts.

Dick (shaking his head, amused): Right… this is so surreal, but at least you have a therapist. Um, okay, I’ll tell the others you’re actually in therapy.

Bruce (curious): Are they with you?

Dick: No.

Bruce (relieved): Good. Don’t tell them who the therapist is.

Dick: Right, because you’d be incredibly embarrassed to be working with someone who was our former enemy and is technically still insane.

Bruce (with a hint of resignation): You’re on speaker.

Dick: Yeah, and?

Harley (grinning): Honestly, he’s handling this way better than I thought he would.

[elyxiir]

𝑭𝑶𝑪𝑼𝑺 𝑶𝑵 𝑴𝑬,, m.s — 💌

synopsis ; 🐤

in which the best friend of chris falls for his older brother, matt, risking their friendship and complicating everything.

m.s. moodboard ⟶ here

p.g. moodboard ⟶ here

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝟏

— unblur your lenses

[i-d-e-g-a-f]

i ache for katara so deeply, she deserves so much better than her canon fate. i cannot express in words how much her story and how the fandom views/treats her physically hurts me

[detroit-become-moomin]

Hey there! Completely forgot to post about this here, but - charity project for trans kids!!

POINTY THINGS, a folk horror collection written by me, illustrated by @ehlihr, and edited by @nimagine is now available for purchase online through Pride 2024. All revenue raised during the upcoming year will go to LGBT+ mutual aid orgs defending trans youth! In this collection you'll find:

55 pages & 22k+ words of story

unsettling megafauna

a trans take on red riding hood

fun facts about 16th-century beheading practices!

deeply unsexy vampirism

haunting-as-dysphoria

3/5 stories brought to life in spooky, atmospheric detail by elisar's illustrations!

The charities we'll be donating proceeds to include Equality Texas and the Transgender Education Network, but I'm also keeping an eye out for other mutual aid orgs defending the rights of trans youth in the American Southwest.

🩸PURCHASE HERE (GUMROAD) 🩸

🩸 OR HERE (KO-FI)🩸

[mysticarts]

"....She Cares?" A small Gunntech au oc scene

(Note, Gunntech Au belongs to @elmushterri and them only.)

First off, I'm writing this as celebration as one of my idols not only likeing my art style, BUT ALSO THAT SHE ADORES KAILANI, WOOOOOOO

Context: if Kailani is in this show, I imagine there's a long side arc about Isabella finding about Kailani and hunting her down. So when Isabella finally catches Kailani and rants about how evergone abandoned her, she didn't expect Kailani to cry in reply.

SCENE

SEASON THREE, EPISODE ??? "Beneath the spikey corals"

"....Why are you crying?" Isabella asked, being a little put off by Kailani's tears.

"...they threw you aside, like you where nothing!" Kailani Exclaimed, her voice being shakey due to the tears flowing down her face. "That...you didn't deserve that! No one should have to go what you have been through!"

Isabella's expression turned into one of suprsie. She never met a girl so emotional or actually caring about her before. How did Gunntech allow such an emotional girl to be a worker? Isabella pushed the thought away, focusing on Kailani.

"Yeah, I'll agree with you on that. But that dosent explain why you're so emotional about this" Isabella commented, with Kailani becoming visibly more upset.

"OF COURSE IM EMOTIONAL!" Kailani shouted with a tone of sadness and anger, her hair visibly starting to look like tentacles the more she got upset.

"If you got turned into the way you are now, and just tossed to the side, who knows how many people have been through that pain? How many people had to suffer disappointment, how many people being shunned from society, all because Gunntech wanted someone perfect?" Kailani rambled, pacing across the underwater cove as Isabella watched her, feeling uncomfortable

"Well, that's just Gunntech. If you're not good, they throw you to the pits." Isabella replied, looking down at Kailani. Isabella wouldn't be lying if she felt the tiniest bit of pity for the girl. Kailani never even knew of Isabella's existence.

Kailani was quiet, so many things zooming through her mind. The place she dedicated almost her entire life too, was destroying innocent people's lives, and she was helping with that. Kailani didn't want to believe it, but the evidence was right in front of her. There was nothing Kailani could do with this new information. If anyone found out Kailani knows about Isabella, most likely she'd suffer a worst fate than death.

Kailani took off her uniform shades as she wiped her tears before looking up at Isabella, showing a kind smile. "....You won't mind if I hang out with you tomorrow?"

SCENE END

This was fun to right, lol-

Yall seem to love Kaliani, and I don't blame yall I love her. I MADE HER ADORABLE RAHHH.

Just wait until I release her digital and colored look oh yall aren't ready when I learn color theory-

Feel free to ask Kailani any questions!

[imbestforyou]

Hi, honey! Can you write a story about Jj maybank x kook reader? The reader behaves as if she were his mother. Even when she meets with the group, she only wants to cook and bring food for JJ and make him full. She loves JJ as if he were a child and always takes care of him.

it’s a need

requested - blurb

pairing: jj maybank x reader

summary: ^ read request

word count: 378

song rec: need by taylor swift (unreleased)

warnings: not edited, talk of fights, talk of lack of eating, fluff

authors note: hi anon! i didn’t know if you wanted a platonic or romantic relationship, so i wrote it as romantic but if you want me to re-do it send in another request being more specific! thank you for requesting 🤎

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“j! have you eaten today?” you say quietly as he’s getting up from the sand.

“uhm no baby, i’ll eat after i surf.” he starts picking up his surfboard to meet up with john and pope.

“you’re gonna get low blood pressure if you don’t eat something.”

“it’ll be okay babe.” and he left to surf leaving you alone with cleo, sarah, and kiara.

and though the girls were having interesting conversations about their boyfriends and drama in outer banks you couldn’t help but think about jj. scared that he would start feeling nauseous after putting so much energy into surfing.

“i’ll be right back.” you say before anyone can ask where you were going.

by the time you got back everyone was sitting on the sand sitting and talking. you can back with a basket full of sandwiches and drinks for everyone.

“baby!” jj waves and gets up to greet you. he presses a kiss to your cheek before asking where you had been.

“well i was worried about you not eating and we didn’t have any food so i brought some.”

this wasn’t a rare occurrence. no this happened quite often, particularly with jj. and everyone knew it too, they joked you were very compassionate about being a rock for jj. in reality all you wanted was for him to be safe and content with himself. so when he would show up at your mansion window with cuts and bruises you knew what to do. immediately going to get the first aid kit you had in your dresser.

“j you gotta stop getting into fights.” you would lecture him everytime. and he would explain everything about what happened and sometimes breakdown. but you would be there for him, cuddling him, getting him food, and sneaking him back out in the morning.

and even though you lived in a mansion with all the things you could ever want, you realized, jj is all you’ve ever needed.

[nostalgicish]

My favorite tropes in klance fanfics that are never not funny (to me):

"Fighting" over little things

Lance: "I cannot believe you just said that......" Keith: "What?? I stand by what I said. Anchovies are objectively bad and are by far the worst pizza topping." Lance: "What! A pizza without anchovies is like— like a rose without petals! an ocean without waves! a night sky without stars! Keith: "Don't care. They're gross." Lance, theatrically: "You wound me!"

Then bringing the others into it

Lance: "Hunk, are you hearing this nonsense??" Hunk: "Nope, sorry bud, I'm with Keith on this one— anchovies are nasty." Lance: *clutches his chest like he's been fucking shot*

Keith getting confused by Lance's bad flirting but it ends up working on him anyways (i.e. wrong formula right answer)

Lance: "Holy shit, dude. Your hand looks super heavy. Do you want me to hold it for you? Keith, confused: "It's uh... I was— my hand? I— uhh...... yes...?"

Keith pretending he hates pet names/PDA

Lance, planting a wet kiss on Keith's cheek: "Anything for you, baby." Keith, trying really hard not to smile: "Oh my god you're so embarrassing."

Casual sibling-energy banter among the team

Lance: "Pidge is sooooo tiny. She's like. Three feet tall! So cute!" Pidge: "Lance, I swear to God. I will beat your ass." Lance: "Bring it, munchkin. We put out the mousetraps." Hunk: "Oohhh!" *high fives Lance* Pidge: "I am going to bash in your kneecaps." Keith, deadpan: "He'll just stand on the table then." Hunk: "OOHHHH" *high fives Keith* Pidge: *deep inhale* Pidge, eerily calm: "I'm gonna give you guys. a five-second head start... One..." Keith: "Uh... a head start for what?" Pidge: "Two..." Lance: "Wait, like five seconds each or...?" Pidge, gritting: "THREE..." Hunk: "Go go go gogogogogo—"

(unabashedly stole part of that from "Shut Up and Dance With Me" by wittyy_name on ao3)

Everyone knows they're in love EXCEPT them/the team placing bets on them (is it overdone? yes. is it still funny? to me?? also yes.)

Keith: "And uh... guys? There's... one more thing we need to tell you—" Lance, blurting: "WE'RE DATING." Everyone: "..." Pidge: "Fucking finally." Hunk: "Hah! Pay up, guys!" Shiro, pulling a $20 out of his wallet: "Seriously? You guys couldn't wait one more week?" Coran, whispering to Allura: "They weren't courting before??" Allura: "I'm just as confused as you are."

And like. a million other things! i love them!!

[winterchestnut]

When they say, "Your standards are too high," but Caleb said:

Little drabble because I'm delusional. 😔

WC–339

The somber clouds hid the sun and its warmth behind gloom. "My love for you, it's the most real and honest thing in my life." Lightning rolled in and flashed against Caleb's face.

For a millisecond, I admired his clenched jawline and the desperation in his once joyful eyes. His lips that usually had a playful smirk, now donned a hard line. His lips were pursed together.

Caleb's right eye quickly twitched. "It's not about lust or desire, though God knows I want you like I need air." It sounded like he tried to muffle a gasp. I watched as Caleb's eyebrows furrowed, "It's about... it's about loving every part of you. Your strength, your kindness, your fiery spirit, your gentle heart. I love you. All of you. I have for longer than I can remember." He gasped just a few inches from my face. His hands and arms were on either side of my head, trapping me in between as I lay on his couch. "And that last 7% of me, it's fighting damn every day to prove to you how much I love you. To prove to you how much I need you."

Caleb's voice, once cheerful like the windchimes in a summer breeze, sounded so deeply exhausted. For a moment, I raised a hand to place over his chest over his heart but hesitated. My heart ached as it skipped a beat.

"But I don't want you to quit hunting. I want you to keep soaring, keep fighting for justice, keep being the incredible hero that you are. I'll be here, cheering you on, supporting you, loving you every step of the way." The desperation from earlier slowly faded, and his eyes softened. His eyebrows unfurrowed, and my Caleb started emerging from a fight I couldn't see–a fight where I wasn't there to be beside him–and it twisted my stomach into knots. "I'm not asking you to give up your hopes, dreams, or ambitions. I'm asking you to build them with me... a future together."

[dyketennant]

oh i can already tell i’m about to have some really unpopular opinions about the edge of sleep tv show

[curiouspupsicle]

Good Omens Fan Fiction Friday (1/24/25) - "Animal Shenanigans" Fics - part 2

I had so many lovely fics featuring Aziraphale and Crowley with animal friends, I had to break it into two parts.

Click here to see my first post. And you'll find all my past recommendations here. Once again, I'll start with a puppy story. How could I do anything else? On his lunch break, Crowley sees a beautiful Samoyed off-leash in the park. The dog is beautiful. But his person turns out to be even more so. So Crowley devises a scheme to meet cute with the dog's handsome person by attracting the pup with a ham sandwich. Organically Sourced Serotonin (T) is by KissMyAsthma and leukozyna.

One of the funniest fics I've ever read is You Don't Need a License for That (M) by @waitingtobebroken. Crowley works in the town's licensing bureau. Aziraphale comes in for a business license. Then returns several times for increasingly ridiculous licenses--including one for an exotic animal. It's ridiculously silly and made me laugh out loud throughout.

In the charming meet-cute story by @itsscottiesstark, Love me Good (E), Crowley admires the beautiful cat across the way and leaves a message in the window for their person. This leads to an interesting correspondence and more.

The illustrated tale, Purrchance to Dream (M) by @ukcalico and @vavoom-sorted-art is an angsty account of Crowley being followed by a mysterious, fluffy white cat after Aziraphale returns to heaven. This WIP is currently on hiatus. But the story and beautiful art make it worth checking out. And perhaps leaving a comment for the writer and artist sharing your appreciation for their work so far.

The Grass is Always Greener (M) by @beerok23 has Mr. Brown and Crowley competing for Aziraphale's affections. Alternating POV includes some by Crowley's cat, Comma. Of course, Comma is the one with the brain cell.

Dog lovers, in particular, will adore When Harry met Bentley (T) by @doomed-spectacles. Crowley has a nervous, retired racing greyhound. Aziraphale has a basset hound. They meet at the dog park when Aziraphale offers shelter under an umbrella during a sudden rainstorm. Vavoom. Excellent banter. Fluffy enough that you'll need a pet fur tool to clean up after reading. I loved it!

Azeutrecia tells a silly story in the correspondence between the new Supreme Archangel and Crowley. In The Kids Are All Right (T), Aziraphale is incensed to find that Crowley has moved on without him and is living in the country with all his girls.

In Slinky Snakes (T), my perennial favorite, AppleSeeds, tells the story of the magician Aziraphale who performs a magic show at a caravan campground. Crowley presents reptiles. And he's very attractive. But every week, his snake tattoo is in a different place. It drives Aziraphale insane.

And finally, a new fic just published yesterday that is sweetness itself. In Darling! (G) by @eybefioro, Crowley and Aziraphale move to the South Downs where they are adopted by the town cat, Darling. Charmingly told from Darling's point of view. I'll return next week with more fan fic recs organized by theme. Please reblog. And follow to see other fics I reblog periodically. And don't forget--always thank your favorite fic writers. They're a gift to the fandom.

[melodicaprils]

idrc abt regretevator anymore since just the thought of writing the fic makes me feel tired

i hate having to always check the wiki for new stuff since it feels like every saturday a new update comes where lore gets contradicted for my fic n gets more complicated

i struggle w/ motivation n remembering to do stuff so im just not feeling the fic anymore like i had ideas for an ending but just couldnt figure out how to finish

i can repost this post later w/ a detailed description of how i wanted this story to go

[gothamite-rambler]

The only one Ivy doesn't hate in the bat-team minus Harley of course

Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn were in a botany sanctuary as Ivy worked on her latest plan to protect her plant family even if it meant death to humans, minus her girlfriend Harley. Ivy was planning to use the plants for something nefarious that she hadn’t disclosed to her girlfriend yet, but Harley didn’t mind helping her one bit.

Harley (curious): So, we just spray this stuff you made on all of them?

Ivy sprayed her favorite flower with an extra spritz of her strange fertilizer, growth serum while nodding.

Ivy: Mm-hm, that’s all I need you for, babe. After that, I’ll just say I worked alone.

Harley (simpering): You’d really do that for me?

Ivy (with no hesitation): You’re my girlfriend. Of course, I’d take the fall for you.

Harley grinned, her heart swelling with delight. That smile, however, quickly turned to tension as she pointed behind Ivy. Ivy sighed, already guessing who had shown up.

Ivy (not turning around): Hey, Batman.

Batman (disappointed): You were expecting me, and yet you’re still doing this? Why?

Ivy: I’m clinically insane and on a mission to protect Mother Gaia! Sorry I care about the planet!

Batman (angry father voice): We’ve been over this!

Ivy (turning around): Do not talk to me like I am a child! Also, hey, Nightwing!

Nightwing, standing behind Batman, smiled brightly, clearly pleased that Ivy noticed him.

Nightwing (waving): Hi, Pam!

Batman (surprised): What? Pam?!

Ivy: That’s my name, but only friends can call me that.

Batman (taken aback): Friends?!

Harley: Aww, that’s sweet.

Nightwing (agreeing with Ivy): Yeah, we're frenemies.

Ivy (smirking): Exactly. We have different ideas of being a hero and protecting the planet, but he deserves kindness. Plus, look at that handsome face! Definitely not the face of a douche canoe who stole my best friend and made her a boring good guy. I still think she’s lying about your relationship. You have minute man energy if anything.

Nightwing (raising an eyebrow): Damn, she really doesn't like you.

Batman growled angrily but he quickly refocused on the mission at hand.

Ivy (crossing her arms): Hey, Nightwing, if you’re fighting with him to defeat me, you’re free to go—but I understand if you have to do his bidding.

Nightwing sheepishly avoided eye contact from his father, who was glaring daggers at him.

Nightwing: He… he probably wants me to stay and fight.

Batman sighed in exasperation, frustrated with how well Ivy and Nightwing got along. Nightwing chuckled nervously.

Nightwing: I’m not helping her commit crimes! I just agree with a few points in her mission statement, and if there's a way to help her legally, I will help. She even gave me a pamphlet.

Batman (covering his face): Every day… I feel like I’m living in an endless nightmare with you two!

Ivy (snidely): Batman, flattery will get you nowhere.

Batman (to Ivy): How come he gets to call you Pam?

Ivy (shouting): I like him! He’s a good kid!

Nightwing beamed, clearly flattered.

Nightwing: Aww, thank you.

Batman: Oh Lord, Nightwing, sit this one out. You don’t want to get hurt by your “friend” who is evil!

Nightwing: All right! Call me if you need me to jump in or talk to Pam.

Batman (irritated): Stop calling her Pam!

Nightwing (mockingly): Nope, it bothers you, so I'm gonna keep doing it.

Nightwing walked over to where Harley was standing, who waved hello to him with her usual unintentionally terrifying grin. He sidestepped a few feet away, making Harley pout.

Ivy: Good kid. Batman, don’t be pissy, that I’m on decent terms with him. He gets me. And no, I didn’t hit him with my pollen or anything. He’s smart, and I respect him. He gets my mission like Harley does… He’s neat. He’s a neat man.

Nightwing smiled happily at the compliment.

Batman: All right, that’s what I call him! Don’t use that on him!

Ivy chuckled, clapping sarcastically.

Ivy: Aww, did I hurt the Man of Steel's feelings because his sidekick is nice? Guess you can't keep your temper in check!

Batman: That’s Superman! I just… I need a freakin’ minute!

Batman walked away, shaking his head and muttering questions about Nightwing being so close with a villain. The sanctuary suddenly felt a lot more chaotic than ever before.

Nightwing: Oddly enough, you're not the only crook who I'm frenemies with.

Ivy (shrugging): I believe you. A couple of Arkham inmates say they like you.

Harley stepped closer to Nightwing, nodding with a surprisingly normal smile for her.

Nightwing: That's nice! I'm glad that I don’t have Batman energy all the time.

Batman (calling back): Don't say that like it's an insult!

Ivy: It kind of is. You can be a headache ninety-nine percent of the time.

Harley: That one percent means she doesn't completely hate you. That's reserved for the Joker.

Nightwing covered his mouth, chuckling, while Batman kept his distance, counting to ten silently in his head to let go of the fact that Ivy saw him as less grating than the Joker.

Batman: I'm going to accept that as a compliment and focus on the mission.

Ivy: Okay, douche canoe.

Batman (whispering to himself): Not going to let her get to me.

[365anxiousgirl]

Imagine Zayne taking you to a vintage book shop following you around whilst he carries around a pile of books to buy for you 📚📖🩶

[missunderstood-with-ideas]

Other people walking out of a movie theater: omg I can’t believe they’re dead!

Me *opening a new tab*: oh noooo they’re dead…but not for long!