#graveyard husbands

[starlight-bread-blog]

Me: I shouldn't disturb Neil Gaiman. I shouldn't send an ask unless I really have no way of getting the information otherwise. I'll check old interviews and all the articles that vaguely mention the subject. Of course it goes without saying that I'll read though the FAQ in its entirety. Only then, will I send an ask. However, I'd be very polite and praise his work, as anyone would. I'd also keep it short, because I don't want to waste his time. But I'd keep it very very respectful. I'd be sending a message to a very talented, amazing author that deals with god knows how many like me. Or I'd just stay in the dark and not send him an ask. Yeah, I'll do that.

My Dash:

[tampire]

Aziraphale seeing gays / Crowley seeing lesbians

[jacki-daytona]

I submit these 2 pieces of evidence for “Tommy Kinard is husband shaped”.

[tsyvia48]

Author & Mensch: Reflections on the impact of @neil-gaiman on my life, in essay and doodle

As a woman of a certain age, I am a well-practiced overthinker. Nerd, geek, know-it-all, intellectual, the names have been biting or praise depending on who wielded them. They’re all true, and I embrace them. 

In the early days of adulthood, when I was a wee 20-something overthinking nerd, geek, know-it-all, intellectual (20+ years ago), I became deeply interested in image and text and text-as-image. While friends were watching and arguing over Survivor, I was obsessing over Peter Greenaway’s The Pillowbook and Prospero's Books and Neil Gaiman’s Sandman. (To this day my copies of the Sandman graphic novels and the English translation of The Pillowbook of Sei Shonagon are proudly displayed on the good bookshelves—you know, the ones I want people to peruse.)

Sandman isn't merely good storytelling and good art, it teases at some of the fundamental questions to which my religion-major heart was consistently and reliably drawn. It modeled a way of rendering the questions—and suggested answers—I would never have imagined on my own.

In those days, I created an artist's book: an altered gift edition of Hamlet. I explored Ophelia’s femininity and the inevitability of her break with her mental health, caught as she is between Hamlet and her father. I imagined her story if she’d had true agency. I investigated the way art (fan art?!) had shaped my understanding of the play and my relationship to it. I layered in my story—my resonance and dissonance with hers—and my art, along with images of famous and not-so-famous paintings of Ophelia. I proudly named Greenaway and Gaiman as influences. 

I imagined myself an artist. And, truthfully, I suppose I was one. 

I read Good Omens back then, too, delighting over the religious tropes and subversions, the humor, and the fundamental faith in humanity that shone through. 

In the two decades since then, below the din of “responsible” choices (that have mostly moved me away from imagining myself an artist) there has been a melody quietly bringing me comfort, shifting my perspective, and reminding me who I want to be. When I stop to listen for and name the music, I realize much of it generates from Neil Gaiman. 

The Graveyard Book gave me comfort and hope as a new parent. 

Ocean at the End of the Lane reminded me of the layers and the depths⏤the archetypes and metaphors⏤present in everything around me, if I am willing to seek them.

Neil’s anecdote about meeting Neil Armstrong has been a talisman against imposter syndrome. Or, more precisely, it has been a permission slip for forgiving myself when the imposter syndrome inevitably surfaces.

The episode of Dr Who he wrote (“the Doctor’s Wife”) changed the way I understand the entire Dr Who experience before and since. 

Lucifer (tv), which his work inspired, gave me joy, comfort and distraction through a tough time in my life. 

When, a few years ago, I realized he is Jewish, I had that swelling of pride and resonance that I always get when someone I admire shares that identity with me.

And now there’s the Good Omens tv series. It has opened something in me I didn’t realize was closed. Crowley and Aziraphale are helping me better understand myself, and love, and gender, and storytelling, and, believe it or not, Torah. I am writing again for the first time in ages. I'm drawing more often and with more joy than I’ve known maybe since childhood.

I’ve been getting back into my gratidoodle practice, drawing and writing what I’m grateful for. And when I decided to add Neil Gaiman’s face and some words about my appreciation for his work to my sketchbook, I realized he’s brought me full circle.

Text and image and text-as-image + Neil Gaiman + story is an old constellation for me. And once again, I find my thoughts dancing, shifting, blossoming to the quiet melody of (one of?) the greatest storyteller(s) of this generation. 

And now that I am actively engaging with other Gaiman fans, I see how responsive and kind and encouraging he is to those of us who love his work, and his name is permanently etched on my heart: a benefactor, a teacher, a role model.

How satisfying and fitting that such a powerful and resonant voice, miraculously, thankfully, beautifully, also seems to be a genuine mensch. 

B”H (thanks to God) that I am alive at the same time as such a one.

#I didn't realize I was going to write AND draw when I started this #but I felt I needed both #I wish I had a flatbed scanner #this photo doesn't do it justice #there's greater nuance in the color in person #Stories matter #Art matters #like, really matters #Neil Gaiman is a gift to this world #Good Omens #Crowley and Aziraphale #Ocean at the End of the Lane #The Graveyard Book #Neil Armstrong and imposter syndrome #The Doctor's Wife #So grateful for tumblr

[nothankyoudear]

I think it genuinely cannot be overstated how important that kiss in season 2 of Good Omens was.

From a plot standpoint, that kiss showed Crowley's desperate attempts to keep Aziraphale, to reel him in and back to the Us that they had built upon.

But from just a show standpoint, they. fucking. kissed.

Obviously their love transcends physicality, and Neil has said that Good Omens is a love story even before season 2, but the outright confirmation of a widely popular queer ship ON SCREEN is just so... Unheard of.

Every fandom or show has their trademark gay couple that aren't-really-gay-but-also-kind-of-are-gay: Merlin and Arthur, Sherlock and John (very heavy offender), Dean and Castiel (okay this one was canon, but we all know what happened IMMEDIATELY afterwards), and I suppose at some point Ineffable Husbands had just been included in the same category as the rest of them.

And to have it be moved from mostly fandom and fan work fuelled to outright canon - like 'they fucking kissed on screen' canon - is just so fucking fantastic.

It's not vague, it's not lines that are blurred for the sake of being on the fence of appealing to two audiences at once, and it's not only canon because the creator just said it's canon without rhyme or reason purely for the sake of appealing to a queer audience (looking at you, Ms J. K. Rowling) - it's undeniable, blatant evidence that Crowley and Aziraphale are in love.

And yes, at the moment it's devastating, but it's also devastatingly real. And that's so important.

Especially with the release of Our Flag Means Death, I really do hope we are entering a new era in mainstream media where queer ships finally aren't treated as some sort of mysterious prize that the writers dangle in front of you like a carrot on a stick, and are just simply treated like any other ship out there.

Because if so, then queer kids will be growing up to these shows, see this new era of unabashedly queer media, and won't have to hide away their ships like some dirty little secret. They won't have to wonder if their representation is even representation. They won't have to get excited over being able to see the small chance of themselves represented in a character only to be let down so incredibly badly, because queerness is good only when it's marketable.

So sure, ending season 2 like that is fucking crazy, but you know what's crazier? Whatever the fuck Neil just did with that kiss.

[weird-kid-of-cringe]

Where my SBG Fans at?!

[crowleyisme]

just because

[never-let]

A poster for my new fanfic The Last Coda Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens) Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Beelzebub (Good Omens), Gabriel (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Aziraphale is a graveyard keeper, Crowley is a violinist, Suicide Attempt, Music, Happy Ending, just a bit of Angst, mostly Aziraphale's POV, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, POV Aziraphale (Good Omens), POV Crowley (Good Omens)

The great Maestro Anthony Crowley suddenly dies. Aziraphale Fell, who is a big fan of his work is very much surprised to find out that the musician is buried in the graveyard which he is the keeper of. Although the fact that maestro's grave looks almost exactly as all the others in the graveyard, it clearly stands out from the others. Apparently, Anthony was not ready to die that easily.

[magzthemad]

John Lennon, “Nobel Peace Prize Awarded to Killer Whale,” Skywriting By Word Of Mouth, (p. 99-101) October, 1986.

Highlights:

…in my teens when I was fucking my girlfriend on a gravestone and my arse got covered in greenfly” This was a good lesson in gardening and/or karma.”

“This is turning into the Autobiography of a Yogurt, but isn’t everything?”

“he made us live in separate huts from our wives…can’t say it was too much of a strain”

“I was just a sex object! It was fucking great.”

[starlight-bread-blog]

True sorrow is when you don't get to boop Neil Gaiman.

[hozaloza]

I was amongst the crowd rooting for him

And when the truth was revealed

...

I was still rooting for him

and

uh

it's kinda empty here

(Idc what he ends up being, just be one of the things I predicted /j)

[stinkypeanutbutter]

OkayYyaya I’m weirdly excited to write this but hereeheheh :

What they do when they are nervous / nervous stims teheheh :

Ashlyn : Taps her foot repeatedly , plays with her braids , sways from side to side at a certain pace ( same 🫶 ) , scratches her skin at times , tip toes while walking ( she does ballet so it kinda just )

Taylor : Hums awkwardly , does that tapping thing with her fingers , bites her fingernails and pencils

Ben : normally has a pencil or pen in his hand so he tends to twirl or spin it around , cracks his knuckles ig , blasts music or something ( real )

Aiden : Picks at his fingers / skin ( it ends up bleding a lot 😿 ) , rocks back and forth , head banging ( if he’s really nervous )

Tyler : Paces back and forth , also talks to himself , grinds his teeth , crossed arms ( duh )

Logan : Leg shake thingy , counts his fingers in a rhythm , writes or thinks of little facts or stories he knows that are astrology related

What should I change or add Funky fellows 🤯🤯

[cornchrunchie]

Crowley having the best time during their graveyard date

[mythoughtdumps]

WEBTOON

you guys I need recommendations for webtoon 🙁

These are the ones I’ve read so far

• Eaternal Nocturnal (MY #1 <33)

• The Remarried Empress (power couple btw)

• Marry My Husband (I need him btw)

• Homesick (MY FAVVV)

• Operation: True Love (i actually don’t know who to ship her with atp)

• School Bus Graveyard (we love a psychotic man)

• Lore Olympus (hades is the standard!!)

• Secretary Out-Of-Order (THE AMOUNT OF MONEY I ACTUALLY SPENT FOR COINS WAS INSANE)

• To Love Your Enemy (they’re so awkward and I’m here for it)

• Not Even Bones (dude kovit’s pain kink..it does things to me)

Andddd that’s it 🥲

[amagnificentobsession]

In Edinburgh, when Wee Morag is shot in the graveyard, Aziraphale is trying to justify himself with Crowley; “it’s my fault”, “I just couldn’t live with myself”, “I know it’s not allowed, but….”)

Crowley gently turns him to look, and tells him, “too late.” It’s the exact same intonation. Sorrow, tinged with pain and resignation.

I don’t like this realization, at all! ☹️🥺

[multiplebirthinwebcomics]

*They're the wolves. The troll is their brother

The Homestuck octuplets, Nagyunn and Najin, Taylor and Tyler and Babs, Oldie, Todd and Tomo are qualified for the bracket !