Being Pulled Between Four Fandoms Constantly

Aziraphale and Crowley, Lockdown Phonecall

A quick sketch to practice coloring. I love how I drew his nose this time :D

i understand you guys now. like i get it

I feel like this is even better when you know that the context is that they've just seem three spectral hags emerge from the fog to recite a prophecy of doom that mentions Captain Kirk by name.

i think queer people should be more confusing actually. i think we should make everyone as confused as possible until they give up and realize that total understanding of other people isnt the gateway to respect and compassion

leoreturns:

omg

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So...There's a scene in Good Omens where we need an extract from Aziraphale's Diary in the 1820s. And as we were about to shoot him writing it, Douglas asked if we could see a bit of the previous diary entry as well. So I wrote one. As it turned out, we are too close up to read anything of the previous diary extract and only the final line is visible, if that.

I hated to imagine it going to waste.

So here's a small Valentine's Day gift for any of you who need cheering up. You will need to imagine the rest of the story.

“Madam!” I said, “I do believe that you have entirely misunderstood me!”

The countess drew herself to her full height, which I believe would have been about five feet and seven inches, and stared at me, quite puzzled. “No,” she said, “I believe that it is you who are mistaken, Mr Fell. For never have I met a man of any kind who could resist my blandishments.” And then, replacing her garments (which took much longer than shedding them), she added, “I do not know what manner of a man you are, Mr Fell. I trust you will still help my brother with his little problem.”

“I am still there for him,” I assured her. “He is as good as freed from his durance vile.”

“You are an angel,” said the countess.

And so we left the matter. This morning, her brother rejoined her, released (by me) from debtor's gaol. She was by all acounts delighted to see him.

POSTSCRIPT:

It appears that she was not a countess, he was not her brother, and they fled together for France leaving many debts behind them. I told Crowley all about the matter over a glass of claret, but he did not appear to be as surprised as I had expected.

Damn it, Jim. I’m a doctor.

maybe if u stopped playing on ur nintendo u would be a better father

bro logs on twice a day to get aesthetic crafting recipes from the villagers but he hasn’t spoken to his son in 30 years

"Tribbles, my wife loves em, can’t get enough of them, but one thing I noticed is that they just can’t stand Klingons. Those tribbles didn’t take a liking to you at all, did they?"

(sequel to Columbo in Space part 1)

the way they looked at each other. screaming, be right back

also this conversation is about how someone robot cloned jim and as it was happening he needed to find a way to let spock know, so he went ‘uhhhh its cloning my mental pathways quick uhhh what would mark it as absolutely not me oh! hahA got it okay think the most nasty unpleasant thoughts about spock possible yesss gottem’ and it WORKED. the robot clone told spock to fuck off and was racist to him and acted like that was totally normal and spock was like. youre not jim huh. …jIM WHERE ARE YOU? JIIIIM- and he came back and found him. oh also the whole plot of the ep is how christine was engaged to a guy once and he turns out to be a robot clone and she has no fuckin idea the whole episode. do dooooo do doo dodoo doooooo da da daaaaa da da,

IM CORRECTING MY LAST POST.

JAMES T. KIRK SEARCHED THE GALAXY FOR SPOCK'S LITERAL MIND AND THAT MIND FOUND KIRK ON ITS OWN AND THE FIRST THING IT SAYS IS "Captain, there's a definite pleasurable expirience connected to the hearing of your voice".

QUÉ.