Superman: Red Son (2020), dir. Sam Liu
Sometimes you just need to stand on a rock and howl.
Ladies and their Magic Swords (2019)
Art by: Serge Birault
A few more here, same artist
Can relate to a fair bit of this tbh
Some more talking swords for y’all
AU where people age until they reach 18 and then stop aging until they meet their soul mate so they can grow old together.
i’d never die
but imagine already being in a relationship at 18 and then at 22 you’re both sitting there looking at each other and realizing that you both haven’t aged a day
imagine platonically moving in with ur best friend at 18 and then realizing a few years later that you’ve been aging together
imagine purposely never finding your soul mate so you can reign eternal
holy shit i think we may have stumbled upon the greatest romance/adventure concept ever
What if you killed your soul mate so you’d make sure you never aged.
This just makes me really want a story where the main antagonist is someone who has been killing their soulmate for centuries whenever they find them, and the main protagonist is the newly re-incarnated version of their soulmate
okay but you guys dont realize the potential.
imagine meeting a handsome young man who’s seen as a player and sleeps around a lot and you notice a scar along his arm and ask where he got it. he just look down at his feet and said “i used to be a soldier in world war one”. He’s been sleeping around and hooking up so much cause he’s been trying to find his soulmate for years but hasn’t yet.
Imagine going on your first date with someone and you really hit it off and then the next day you notice a grey hair and call them on the phone excitedly screaming and they both just sit on the phone hysterically crying and laughing.
Imagine sitting in silence with your partner and having them say out of the blue “i feel so old when im around you… but… in a good way” and thats the moment you know that they love you.
imagine having a dog thats 18 in human years and it starts to get gray patches of fur because they loves you so much.
imagine noticing you look older and freaking out but then stopping and getting super confused because “im not dating anyone right now…. which of my friends is my soulmate… WHICH ONE IS IT!?!?!?” and then they hopelessly date everyone they know in order to find out which one it fucking was. it was the pizza delivery guy the whole time. they went on 27 dates that all ended in confusion and heartbreak and it was the god damn pizza delivery guy from a month ago the whole fucking time.
imagine someone dating their partner for 5 years and then having an affair. only after the affair do they start aging.
imagine nuns who start to age after they ceremoniously “marry god”
imagine people getting surgeries to look older cause they dont want people to think theyre alone.
imagine having parents who wont let you date anyone but they start to notice you aging and then you have to have a terrifying “surprise im gay and i have a boyfriend haha oops” conversation
imagine seeing couples with teenage kids and the couple both looks 18.
i could go on for hours.
imagine immortal aromantics/asexuals
I love this concept because it implies that in this world ageing is celebrated and desired instead of resisted. Imagine beauty standards in this world, grey hair is proudly undyed, every new wrinkle is considered beautiful or elegant.
Imagine the romantic implications as well, that finding your soul mate and being with them, means you effectively agree to become mortal, and therefore agree to die just to be with them.
Imagine someone who has many friends, but struggles to find their soul mate, and gradually watches all of their friends grow old and die happy with their partners.
Imagine two best friends who are the same age, but find their soulmates at different times, so now one likes to pretend they’ve lived longer and are older and wiser while poking fun at their “silly naive” young friend. (e.g. “oh you younguns wouldn’t understand, it was before your time” “we are literally the same age”)
@agentmarymargaretskitz this is like the jackpot of soulmate tropes!!!
omgoodness - these are beautiful…. <3
Imagine losing your soulmate..then later in life you find another.
Why am I crying
I need this
This is amazing and I need it so much!!!
Adopted and so grateful. (via fresnohumane)
That is so freaking precious I can’t stand it.
So sweet!!!
This Guy Won’t Stop Photoshopping Himself Into Kendall Jenner’s Photos And It Makes Them 10 Times Better
Credit: Kirby Jenner / IG
via: boredpanda.com
This is some god tier photoshopping.
Pretty impressive all around. 😂
Book review: Her Name in the Sky
Length: 12mins 30 secs
Recorded on my phone right before bed, so you get me minty fresh and clean, with unfixed hair and no makeup. ^_~
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Crowley’s bit of mischief gets him in trouble with a witch. Thing is, she probably wasn’t expecting a fallen angel’s– a demon’s– deepest desire, the thing she cursed him to be desperate for, to be a person instead of salvation.
So excited to read later!
Artist: Carol Azevedo artstation
Oh my goodness, not only are these mindblowingly awesome but I have the sudden overwhelming urge to seriously redesign my Celestial Guard costumes…
This is especially wonderful if you think that they can go on marvellously without exposing every single inch of their bodies
Woah. Can you imagine that as cosplay! That would be amazing. This artist is incredible and so creative.
London, 1793, a tailor shop in Soho
Aziraphale: I need to look my best, see, I have a date in Paris
Aziraphale's tailor, an 80 years old gay man: Oh, with your smooth fella
Aziraphale: Yes, the very same! I haven't see him in too long , this needs to change.
The tailor, measuring him: What kind of date?
Aziraphale: I think I'll get myself into a spot of trouble, that always seems to get his attention. What do you think would look best for a prison cell?
The tailor: ... satin, ruffles and lace. We need to go for the damsel in distress look.
Aziraphale: Yes, exactly!
A week later
Aziraphale: My good man, I need you to make me all the same clothes again, the ones you made me ended up on the guillotine.
Tailor: Oh! That's too sad, they were good clothes. How was your date?
Aziraphale: We had crêpes!
October 2019 Illustrations ヽ(• ‿ •)ノ
Nichijou — Melon Bread
yukko’s melon bread has officially expired!
Crowley & Aziraphale’s New Year’s Wishes
Crowley:
Resolution #1: I must accept that Super-Gluing valuable coins to the sidewalk and then watching events from a nearby café is not proper demonic activity.
Resolution #2: The same applies to rearranging the letters on wayside pulpits.
Resolution #3: Try to come up with something as good as cell phone ringtones, following one last stab at convincing Downstairs that cell phone ringtones are right up there in the whole Human Misery stakes. And iPods. Has anybody Down There even said thank you for iPods? Or “Googling yourself?” Frankly, I deserve some kind of award for “Googling yourself.”
Resolution #4: I must encourage greedy people to use the term, “Low-hanging fruit,” because that’s just like old times.
Resolution #5: This year, I will get a desk near the window.
Resolution #6: I will try to understand why Hell is a no-smoking area. I just think it’s ridiculous having to stand around outside the gates, that’s all.
Resolution #7: On the orders of Head Office I will encourage the belief in Intelligent Design, because it upsets everyone.
Resolution #8: Stop Googling myself.
Aziraphale:
Resolution #1: Spread peace and love and glad tidings of great joy throughout the world. Also try to get out more.
Resolution #2: I will be charitable to people who use the term “core values,” however difficult this may be.
Resolution #3: Notwithstanding Resolution #2 (above), I will redouble my efforts to have the utterance of the phrase “core values” classified as a deadly sin. I believe Himself is with me on this one.
Resolution #4: I will try to be nicer to the customers. They want to buy books; I want to sell them. It can’t be that hard. (Memo to self: Regular opening hours? Mark prices on books?)
Resolution #5: I will try to be polite to Gabriel, no matter what the provocation.
Resolution #6: Find out exactly what an “Internet” is.
Resolution #7: Really must resume dancing lessons. Learn the “Galloping Major,” the “Gay Gordons,” the “Mashed Potatoes.” Possibly even the “Twist”?
Resolution #8: Thwart Infernal Wiles (ongoing).
Resolution #9: I will try to understand why Heaven is a non-smoking area.
Resolution #10: On the orders of Head Office I will encourage the belief in Intelligent Design – despite the fact that the human airway crosses the digestive tract. Who thought that was intelligent?
Resolution #11: Feed the ducks.
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PS: If you are a person who wrote Good Omens, do not EVER look at the Tumblr Aziraphale tag to find a nice picture of Crowley and Aziraphale to put into a New Year’s blog. There are things you can never unsee.
There are 19 of them altogether. I’d give a prize to anyone who could correctly identify which are mine and which are Terry’s, except there are a few I can’t remember.
(Thinks. Goes and finds the original email chain. It’s from December 2005.)
Ah. Terry wrote 4 Crowleys and 2 Aziraphales. Then I wrote 2 Crowleys and 6 Aziraphales. Then Terry added another 2 Crowleys and another 3 Aziraphales, including one I would have sworn was mine.
So now I know.
If anyone can correctly identify whose are whose (and I’ve done a fair bit of the work for you in the numbers above) post it here, and if I notice a correct one, I’ll find something fun and Good Omens related from the edit suite to send you.
(This is definitely not the sort of official contest that needs rules and stuff. It’s not the kind of thing you can “win” by picking every combination and posting it, because I’m going to be checking the replies to this, and that’s just going to irritate me. It’s more of a vague curiosity stop.)
Artwork above by mizzkatonic
Harper Collins wanted New Year’s Wishes, and we wrote them, once upon a time, fifteen years ago, before Terry’s Alzheimer’s diagnosis, back when we were still children. (The “Tumblr Aziraphale tag” is from 2012, when innocent authors could still blush at Tumblr content.)
My Guess :)): Terry: Crowley: #1, #3, #4, #5, #7, #8, Aziraphale: #2, #4, #7, #9, #11 — Neil: Crowley: #2, #6, Aziraphale: #1, #3, #5, #6, #8, #10
Well, that was hard and in all likelihood not at all correct :D. But they are amazing no matter who wrote them! :)
I love it! It’s like extra pages to the book.
Unmute !
Oh, so that’s what sexual magnetism is
Here’s the full version on his youtube: HOLY SHIT???
I can’t look away...