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[dix0nspretty]

Something something having a bad day and finally getting home to relax with a comfort food and a drink under your favorite blanket only to spill it all over you. Staining your shirt and soaking the blanket.

Breaking down in tears because why can’t anything go right?

Simon coming home to find his love bawling her eyes out, teary and borderline wailing.

Thinking she’s hurt or someone’s done something to her until you babble to him about work and stress and “stupid fucking motor skills, I can’t even feed myself-“

Simon taking it upon himself to fix everything. Making up a warm bath full of bubbles, candles lighting the bathroom so you don’t have to put up with fluorescent lights.

Scooping you up into his arms like you weigh nothing- it’s laughable when you mutter something about being too heavy. As if.

“Hush,” he murmurs and sets you atop the sink, taking your wet clothes off with a gentleness unlike the large Lieutenant.

He gets you situated in the bath, leaving to return several minutes later with a brand new drink and food for you.

By then you’re embarrassed over the breakdown, peeking at him from your hiding spot behind the bubbles.

He pays it no mind. You’re shy, so what? It won’t stop him taking care of you.

“You’re alright love,” he says in a loving tone that’s reserved for you. Only for you. He’ll sit with you in the silence of the room, not bothering to make you speak or ask you questions. You’re overwhelmed, that much is clear, and you deserve some peace and quiet.

So Simon sits beside the tub with you, feeding you small bites as the soothing water and aromas calm you down. He treats you like a princess, washing your skin and your hair for you. Blatantly ignoring whenever you protest that “I can do that, Si, you don’t have to-”

You’re his baby, his world, and he’ll treat you like so.

He dresses you in his clothes so you’ll feel warm and comforted in his big hoodie and boxers. Staking his claim on you.

He tucks you into bed despite your whines of how early it is, wraps his mountain of a body around yours to keep you grounded and feeling safe. Turns on that show you’ve seen a million times that he bitches and moans about but watches anyways.

And he watches you fall asleep, whispering soft declarations of love and adoration into your dried hair. Never letting you think for a second that you aren’t absolutely cherished.

[dukeoftheblackstar]

The thought of being Jango Fett's client and more. He'd deny you sex even if you were at the level of casual fucking or being intimate unless you pay up.

I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH.

"Sitting on my face does not settle your tab. Also, you do not have a tab."

"You know what to do" as he waits for you to transfer payment withholding himself from giving you even the slightest peak of that glorious Fett gene distributor.

Jango getting very turned on watching you tap away on your device as you add another digit to the original amount agreed.

Jango gives you a receipt with an itemized breakdown of added cost (example, another G for doing that position you like that is not very good for his middle-aged back, additional costs between armor on and armor off + helmet on and helmet off)

Jango has insurance clause. if you damage his armor during sex, you pay double.

No, you do not get to fire the missile — ever.

The rangefinder is not a toy.

You get a discount if you wear the helmet while getting rawdogged.

Emphasis on being a CLIENT.

[wishfulsketching]

You know what

*re-dooms your yaoi*

[armageddidnt]

Best of Neil's stage directions/commentary in the good omens s1 script book

I went back and read this to help me cope after s2, as one does

[cidnangarlond]

[mumblers-lobby]

💍❤️‍🔥✨ hair-over-flames in love!

thanks to @thatskindarough for the idea ily buddy<3

[softiedingo]

[pesky--dust]

Season 3: I'M GOING TO KILL HIS WIFE AND STEPSON.

I mean— that's his way of flirting...

[liliumsdoe]

I'm obsessed with the way the background in this frame makes it look as if Aziraphale has wings of fire—on consacrated ground, no less — while he realises he cannot deny his feeling for Crowley any longer.

am I delusional? yes sssir !!!

[swampybogg]

[ventique18]

Posing for photos: 😈😡😠😠

Actual personalities: 🥰😡🥰🥰

Bonus: Attitude towards wakasama: 🥰😍😊🐉

[densewentz]

old married couple istg ☠️

[versatancore]

*charles just passing by*

pierre : i'm not gay but damn.

lewis : it's not gay to compliment another man bro it's okay.

max : to be honest, i'd fuck him.

george : see now? that's gay.

[biceratops7]

Dang it guys

we only ever talked about HALF of why these scenes were a big deal, like I just realized this today and my heart is going insane.

It’s not just that Crowley’s pissed at Gabriel for treating who he thinks as Aziraphale this way, the last thing he says to the people about to kill him is a benign and peaceful wish to see them again.

And like- this is Crowley trying to replicate Aziraphale to a T. So he legitimately just sees him as this endless well of compassion, someone who is always warm and accepting. It’s not just their friendship throughout the years, he remembers Aziraphale’s kindness on the Eastern Gate. When the angel had absolutely no reason to trust this random demon who just slithered up next to him. Crowley knows that he’s loved. Maybe not like that quite yet (although he’d be very wrong), but he knows that around his friend he’s always welcome and safe.

And Aziraphale?

Well he just thinks Crowley’s the coolest fucker alive, like he is laying it in THICK and enjoying every second. Listen to that charisma, look at that smirk. These are traits that are typically only appreciated in the context of how good it makes Crowley at tempting, a job he hates. But Aziraphale doesn’t see someone manipulative or regard this persona as signs of his “demonic nature”, he just sees Crowley. Someone charming, fun loving, and cute.

This is when we get to know precisely why they love each other, what exactly they see in the other.

edit: this is now my most popular post, good work team, lol

[lydiablackblade]

Aziraphale looks to the right, expecting an angel, but getting Crawley

Aziraphale looks to the left, expecting a demon, getting Gabriel

One time he was disappointed. One time he wasn't.

[softiedingo]