Hello! For your Good Omens requests, how about an Aziraphale x Reader x Crowley where they teach the reader how to drive in the Bentley? I think it’s fun to think about the different ways the Bentley reacts to Azi and Crowley, and what relationship it might have with reader! Also I need something lighthearted and fluffy after season 2 :(
Thanks!
of course! my pleasure I love fluffy pieces like this 💕
Crowley x reader x Aziraphale (good omens)
“Don’t be afraid,” encourages Aziraphale, “it really is a lovely little car.”
“My car is neither lovely nor little. It is a classic, it is worth over half a million by now, and it is made for terrorising pensioners on A-roads,” Crowley snaps back.
“Alright, I’m getting out —” you begin, but as you go to move you’re suddenly met with both of them begging you not to and apologising.
You’ve had your eye on driving the Bentley for a while, but sort of in the same way someone walking past a rottweiler in a front garden every day might have an idea to reach over and give it a scratch. You’re fascinated but aware that it could be very dangerous.
Crowley loves you but wasn’t too sure about the idea of letting a human drive his prized possession. Luckily Aziraphale is very good at just telling Crowley what is going to happen rather than asking his permission; for domestic matters like these, anyway. So your devil reluctantly agreed on the condition he was there to supervise - and Aziraphale didn’t want to miss the fun.
Besides, in a more practical sense, what if both of them were unable to drive and you needed to get them somewhere? Crowley refuses to get in your Hyundai. There needs to be a backup plan.
“Just be gentle,” Aziraphale suggests.
“But assertive,” Crowley adds quickly.
“Alright. Gentle but assertive. Just like in bed,” you mutter. Crowley snorts and Aziraphale makes a little noise in the back of his throat.
You turn on the ignition, listening to the way it starts immediately. Firmly grip the wheel in one hand and the gearstick in the other.
“Please be kind to me,” you mutter to the dashboard, “I think you’re a gorgeous, gorgeous car, and I want us to enjoy being around each other. Plus I’ll make sure to get you that nice wax Crowley only buys as a treat.”
The engine revs a little on its own, and you find first gear is engaged automatically.
“Oh!” you beam as your favourite band begins to play on the radio, “You're right Aziraphale, this is lovely.”
Crowley is left sputtering with indignation as you pull away from the kerb.
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Painting I did an all-nighter for to finish. This shot of Santiago “Pope” was an image conjured from my brain, and I couldn’t resist painting it. Hope you like :D
All for now, Hulia out xo
Thinking-
about a Pacific Rim AU where Simon and Johnny are in love and together, but not drift compatible. They’re both right side pilots, stronger and more dominant over their left side counterparts, and in a Jaeger, they just don’t work.
It’s all well and good, until Simon’s co-pilot of almost five years is killed. All that work, all that time… wasted.
Simon could kill him himself, if some poor sod didn’t already do the job.
Their captain starts the process of finding a replacement, cranking through cadets in an attempt to find a very specific person, a very specific brain capable of completing a neural bridge with Simon, until they finally stumble upon you.
Johnny is thrilled. He reads your file, pours over your record, drinks up every detail available, all before ever laying eyes on you. He finds your social media, your hometown paper, education record, service record, the works. You’re a shiny, smart, capable yang to Simon’s yin. You’ll be perfect.
A perfect match, he thinks. Thank fucking Christ.
But…
Simon instantly dislikes you. You’re too bright, sunshine abrasive in the dark of his life. He’s dismissive and stand offish, irritated by the fact command did not allow him and Johnny to even try drifting again, instead choosing to place him with a complete stranger shipped to his doorstep from halfway around the world. He doesn’t want you crawling around in his brain. He doesn’t want his memories to become yours, and vice versa. He doesn’t want you in his- their life. He wants you to fuck off.
It beats you down. You weren’t sure what to expect, but it wasn’t this. A co-pilot who can’t even look at you? Who dismisses you at every turn? It’s awful. You had heard stories about the Ghost, sure… but didn’t expect him to be so resistant to a new partner.
It’s so awful, you get pissed drunk one night. End up in a dark dive bar, licking your wounds and moaning to yourself about how all your training, all your work, is going to be for nothing. You’re going to fail. You’ll never pilot a Jaeger, because your co-pilot is too resistant, too controlling, won’t even try. It sucks.
So, okay. You have a little pity party. You try to drown your sorrows, and the guy next to you is very, very sympathetic. He listens to you cry about it, empathizes with your struggle and tries to commiserate with you.
It helps, of course, that he’s gorgeous. Blue eyes, golden like a god, long strands of mohawk perfectly framing his sheer bone structure.
“Dinnae worry, hen. ‘M sure he’ll come around. He’s just got to get to know ye s’more.” He coos, pressing a blazing hot thigh against yours with a wink. You lean a little bit into him, let him trace his fingertips down your spine, across your neck.
You’re so distracted, you don’t know the mass of a man wearing a mask, sitting in the shadows. Watching.
When a character doesn’t realize they’ve been, like, shot or whatever and they hand brushes against their side and comes away wet with blood, and they’re just staring at it like wtf is this and then their knees just totally give out on them and they sink down, maybe gasping a little as the reality finally hits them. That’s good stuff.
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(He might be in the doghouse right now but I'm not posting names) Sorry if it seems a jumbled mess. Kinda just wrote everything as it came to mind.
So I got off the phone with my boyfriend a few minutes ago....our relationship is still new. We've only been together for about two and a half months and he recently moved to Alaska so now we're long distance. He just signed the papers for his new place and he and his new roommate were getting to know each other. Well he was drinking and apparently had too much. He'd told that he's been in a long distance relationship before but it didn't end well cause he cheated on her. Honestly I'd hoped it wouldn't happen to us but I couldn't keep this nagging feeling in the back of me mind that it would. I just didn't think it would be so soon. He hasn't even been up there for two weeks and then this happens. He was up front and answered my questions about what happened. He was apologetic and sounded sincere. I'm about to go on a short deployment and I'm gonna have this hovering over me the entire time. I told him I can't trust him now and he said he doesn't expect me to. I just....I don't know where we go from here. He said he doesn't want to lose me but that it's not his choice and that he'll respect my decision whatever it is. I don't want this to be what breaks us but at the same time I have to entertain the idea that this could happen again in our careers/life. I'm sad and disappointed than upset. Is that wrong? I don't know what I should be feeling about this. We've talked about kids and where we'd like to live and even the breeds and number of dogs we'll have. (it's a lot by the way. The dogs, not kids.) I still want him in my life but with our careers this probably won't be the last time we're long distance for a time.
I just want to run my fingers through his hair and play with the strands right now 🥰🥺
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Wooley and Slasher commission from @cobaltbeam and I am DYING! It’s so beautiful!
The flower crowns are made with flowers that stand for each boy. Slash is fascinated by his little bug friend and Wooley is fascinated by something else… 🥹
OMG LOOK. JULIAN SAW YOUR ART 🤯🤯CONGARTS ❤️
When I saw it, I screamed and my heart stopped for a second. Had to do few laps around the room and my family looked at me like I was crazy because I was smiling at my phone like an idiot.
I'm so happy he likes it! 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭 😭