Good Omens - Season 2 - Episode 6 Comic Edit

an acronym of the phrase “i alone catch up on reading” which was what the account was for until i started posting publicly (very rarely)

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currently experiencing such a strong platonic crush that i’m questioning my sexuality

I think Alastair is going to die in cot because of so many reasons, but also this unidentified snippet:

He spends so much time convincing Thomas he’s not in love with him (or at least giving Thomas that impression) and it makes sense for one of them to die because it would be utterly heartwrenching.

I very much hope I’m wrong though

I’ve finally watched all 3

I would love to join a book club! The problem for me is that I know people who read, but they don’t like the same books as I do

The pain of wanting to start a book club... but not knowing anyone who actually reads 😩

i can’t wait for when chatGPT and ai image generation also crashes and each prompt cost $50 an attempt. oh you can’t get your stolen big tiddy anime ghibli art for free anymore? you want to buy real big boy art from real artists now? beg for it. beg for it like a dog.

I hate to ruin this, but technically Wille already has a last name. The real Swedish royal family ‘has’ the last name “Bernadotte” after the king we imported during the 19th century.

But: the Swedish royal last name up til then was “Eriksson” after Gustav Vasa (formerly Gustav Eriksson) which is kinda cute

I’m sorry, I just love Swedish history

Simon, holding Willes hand as they walk in the park: What's your last name?

Wille, laughing: I don't have a last name, you know that already

Simon, getting down on one knee: Maybe it's time you get one

Wille: *starts sobbing and nodding his head*

Without knowing why, that was exactly my first thought too. It just feels like it could be (for some weird reason)

Hi, I hope you're doing well! I was just wondering if the ghost is someone that appeared in TID/TLH, however minor it was.

You will have heard their name before, somewhere.

What if: the reason chain of thorns has some strange writing is cause it was shortened in editing or simply pre-publishing, cause Cassie said it would be “A Very Long Book”, but it wasn’t longer than qoaad, and that could explain why the end had all those summaries about how people had reacted to things that happened

I love this!!

EMMA TO DIARY

Dear Bruce,

Sorry it’s been a long time since I’ve written in you. Everything’s been kind of crazy since Ty sent the Ghost Sensor. Which was incredibly helpful and nice of him, and we decided that even if it didn’t work we’d still tell him it did, but that didn’t turn out to matter. It definitely works. The minute we unpacked it, it started to make weird little crackles and beeps. It didn’t seem to be reacting to anything specific, it was more like it was reacting to the environment of the house, fussing about it like a grumpy baby.

Julian decided to use it kind of like a divining rod, following where the strongest crackles and beeps seemed to be. We spent probably an hour traipsing through the house while the sensor made whistling sounds like an angry teakettle.

Eventually the sensor led us to one of the upstairs hallways. There’s no furniture in it now, and it looks a bit forlorn, with bits of tattered curtains hanging from the windows and an empty frame on the wall. It was also pretty eerie, standing in that room with the sensor going crazy but not being able to see anything. We both looked at each other, thinking,

Is there a ghost in here with us right now?

At that moment, I remembered what I’d read in Tatiana Lightwood’s diary, how she’d hidden the pages of her old diary in the wall. I went over to the wall and tapped on it. Jules picked up on what I was doing right away and started tapping on the wall as well, and we found a spot that echoed hollowly. We both stared at it for a minute, before Julian said, “Hang on.” He went downstairs and returned with a sledgehammer. He started to swing at the wall but I stopped him. “I really think you should take your jacket off while you do this. And maybe your shirt, too.”

Obligingly, he stripped down to his undershirt. That’s my guy. I may have taken a picture.

Plaster started flying everywhere. Pretty soon Julian had smashed through the wall, revealing a dark hollow space behind it.

Julian backed off while I reached inside. I cannot tell you how many spiderwebs I touched, Bruce. It was disgusting. Finally I pulled out a bunch of old clumped together pages. I can’t help but think they are Tatiana’s old diary pages, the ones she talked about destroying, but they were so water damaged that I couldn’t be sure. I was just wondering if I should tell Julian about the diary—for some reason I haven’t mentioned it to him yet—when he reached into the hole and pulled out a hard wooden board that had been engraved with letters and numbers.

“It’s a Ouija board,” he said. “Dru wanted one for Christmas last year.”

I’ve always thought of Ouija boards as being part of human superstition. Like palmistry, not something that Shadowhunters needed to take seriously. But the sensor was going crazy, beeping these dark red pulses that reminded me of Isabelle’s necklace.

“Should we try to use it?” I asked. Julian frowned. “I don’t know. When I was looking into getting one for Dru, I found out that these things can be kind of...dangerous.”

So I’m writing this right now while I’m lying in bed. Julian is already asleep, with plaster in his hair. He looks so cute. Anyway, we decided that we’d try using the ouija board tomorrow. We’re Shadowhunters, we can deal with ghosts, right?

Goodnight, Bruce. I think I’ll read a little of Tatiana’s diary to put me to sleep. Meanwhile, enjoy the eye candy.