#madam Tracy

[asphodellabella]

The Chariot.

Part VII of my Good Omens inspired tarot card series.

This one was a pain but oh well

Much love <3

[huntressofartemis001]

cinematic parallels

[vroomvroomwee]

Not enough people are talking about the amount of talent Miranda Richardson has for first playing the sweetest nicest little lady that everyone loves in season 1 and then make everyone want to chuck Shax down a shute in season 2

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

So you're a Harry Potter fan and didn't know that DT is Barty Crouch Jr, so I guess you didn't realise that Madame Tracy is Rita Skeeter

Man, y'all are really dragging me through the mud for this lmaooooo guys I'm a fan of the harry potter fandom, not of harry potter in itself, if that makes sense. I also have... no general knowledge.

Who... who is madam tracy

is she the flirty one with the Newt/Nelson or whatever his name was, the witchhunter guy who was recruited by the not witchhunter guy, Shady something?

[afellowcalledalizia]

[in-love-with-my-car-zine]

Madam Tracy has places to be in this piece by @edosianorchids901. It might take her a while to get there.

In Love With My Car Vol. 2 is coming this month! Keep watching for more spotlights and information!

[totallyawesomeomens]

Alright, I watched season 2 of Good Omens yesterday and I figured if I don’t post these season 1 headcannons I’ve had in my drafts for months now I probably never will so here they are

Crowley and Aziraphale accidentally kill birds so often that it's become a habit. They've become so used to it that they just miracle them back to life without even interrupting their conversation.

Aziraphale once killed a duck by throwing an entire loaf of bread at it like Marcus does in About a Boy

They are also somehow responsible for the extinction of Dodos. Yes, I know the last three are technically all one headcannon,

When Newt first started having phones, none of them lasted for more than a few weeks. He currently uses a very old Nokia phone because it's the only one he didn't break.

Anathema never even opened Agnes' second book. If she had, she would have found a lot of empty pages and one single prophecy telling her that her job is done and she can live her own life now (Agnes probably knew she was never going to read it, but she still put it in because why not)

Newt loves to cook, but he can’t do it on his own because whenever he uses the oven or the stove it either stops working entirely or he starts a fire. Since he and Anathema moved together, they’ve started cooking together often so he doesn’t have to turn on anything electrical

Newt also tried to repair the radio in his car once and nearly broke the whole car

Despite having her own body again, Madame Tracy has developed an actual connection to the dead by being possessed by an angel. She doesn’t use it for work anymore, but sometimes Shadwell will find her with two cups of tea having a chat with Agnes’ ghost. Agnes loves to scare him.

[gayandreadytosin]

I love this scene so much because Madame Tracy just said her and Aziraphales switch made her feel "tingly" and crowley just looks like "Girl thats my bitch"

[finlands-world]

Remember Banana Face? The carved banana peel? Well someone in the @sohoscribblers discord wrote a fanfic about it. It's genius, really.

[inezrable]

Queerplatonic Aziraphale/Crowley this, queerplatonic gabriel/beezlebub that, where's the love for queerplatonic shadwell/madame tracy?!?!

[rainbugartist]

is this not what happened ?

I saw the trend and couldn't resist

[poplinn]

Hell Poll here | Heaven Poll here

[abczine]

Madame Tracy (known as Marjorie Potts in another lifetime) is a charming, cunning self-made woman whose business interests lie in the bedroom, and occasionally beyond the Veil. Affable and kind, Tracy keeps her friends and neighbours well in hand, and her work remains both profitable and enjoyable despite her advanced age. Though she hides her true intelligence and skill behind a veneer of brightly-coloured clothing and makeup, she is nothing less than a shrewd and dependable friend and businesswoman. Even the meanest, toughest people on Earth (or, as it happens, beyond Earth) would find themselves cowed by her fierce hospitality.

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[book-addicted-thing]

I always felt like I recognized Madam Tracy (and Shax) but I never realised what until just now. I'm doing a Harry Potter marathon and saw Rita Skeeter and now my brain feels like it's about to blow up

[ldrmas]

"Oh don't cry my luv," Nanny Tracy hummed as she gently scooped up the wee lad into her bony arms quickly settling the two of them upon the nearby bed. She began to run her fingers thru locks of woven gold knowing it would calm her young master. "Don't take what he says to heart, my dear. He's hurting, just as you are, and sadly is chosing to take it out on you."

"S'not fair." The younging hiccupped back a sob as he nuzzled deeper against her shoulder.

"No my dove it's not." Tracy agreed before tucking the small boy under the covers and lightly pecking his forehead. "But things will get better, I promise. Now, how about story time, I got a new one for you tonight, that i think youll find quite enthralling,  what do you say?"

"Yes, please." Stede replied after perking up even just a tad at the idea of a brand new story.

"Well, I heard this one today, in fact while I was out at the bakery. It's the tale about this very town. The towns people call this very tale, The Shadow's Captain's Curse. Now once upon a long time ago this town used to be a thriving sea port and the home base of a very greedy covetous group of scoundrels known as pirates, more so a merciless crew that belong to a ship named 'The Revenge'! Their captain was the most gluttonous of them all. Any treasure he gained he was never shiny, nor worthy, not even pretty enough to satisfy him. He let the crew rule and scour the streets and the seas looking for whatever they could that would hopefully one day plz their captian but no matter how far they searched or what they brought, it never even made their captain so much as scowl."

"Did the people try to stop him?"

"Oh aye!" Nanny went on, though couldn't help but smile at the boys obvious infectious enjoyment of the tale. "You don't go after riches without getting a target painted on your back. And that target brought loads and loads of trouble to the people of the port and so they grew to hate the pirates even more so the captain that was a lighthouse for all their problems. And yet no one could do a thing for you see this captian. He was the finest sword fighter of his time. He knew how to handle a sword better than anyone he ever came across. No one could best him! So the towns folk, his enemies, even his own crew, they all stood by and let him continue to torment them. It was all they can do lest they wished to be impaled upon his blade of cold steel.

But then the day came, word of a ship. A ship of legend and mystery. A ship called the Shadow that might has well been a ghost. Captainless, crewless, but was bursting with wealths of unimaginable depths. A man had marooned upon the shores of the town claiming he had seen the ship only over the horizon. The captian was intrigued and instantly set sail."

"What happened next?" Stede pleaded as Tracy paused just to long, and just as it was getting good too.

"Well that's the trouble lad, with this being a tale. No one knows what happened. Lots of ideas were shared but no one knows for sure what happened exactly. But there is an ending though it is far from a joyous conclusion. The Revenge was gone for exactly three days, just when it felt as if it wouldn't return, on the fourth morning at the line where the sunrise met the sea something appeared. The people awake early enough to see couldn't understand for it looked like a wave was coming for them. A wave of titanlike size that only God could hope to stop. And at the peak, a ship as black as pure ash. The wave crashed over the tower and far on the outskirts dropped the unrecognizable ship only then for the very ocean that carried unknowingly dried and disappeared. But not just the wave the very ocean that had touched the shores of the town since its beginning. It dried up for countless miles making the once prosperous port town, a now land locked city of hopelessness. Then it that wasn't strange enough the ship rearranged itself changing from a sea traveling vessel to that of a mansion. And before the townsfolk could even hope to check to see if their was a living sole within its walls, trees! Trees by the hundreds shot up out of the still damp earth separating the mansion from the town. And yet just as the last tree sprotted it's new leaves of evergreen, there was just the faintest echo of the familiar cries of the Crew of the Revenge. The loudest, their now cursed Captain."

"But - but how do they know their cursed, did they ever get back to the mansion, see the crew for themselves?"

"No my dear, they tried for months but they could never get through the forest. It was if the very growth forbade them. That's why they say those woods be haunted and that the mansion would be best to be forgotten and left alone. It be just a tomb now, for the crew that was too greedy for their own good."

"But there's just gotta be a way," The young blond protested, " there's-"

"Now, none of that, dove, you're getting over excited. Lay back." The nanny made sure the lad was laying against his pillows and pulled the covers up to his chin. "I'm sure if someone can dream up a way to the mansion it'd be you, luv. But one must be asleep tp even dream in the first place, so promise me you'll go to sleep?"

"Yes, nanny."

"There's a luv, goodnight, Master Bonnet."

[the-rainbow-suit-dude]

A version without Ineffabke Husbands because they might* not have a relationship** by season three’s end

*might being a keyword

*relationship meaning not strictly platonic