Umm good omens fandom, I think I found evidence that Crowley was the archangel Raphael
So I went to the prado museum the other day and I saw this
And the description of the painting was this:
So yeah I mean angel Crowley was 100% the Archangel Raphael
They're so similar like
They even have the same hair
I love this.
guess what podcast i'm relistening to
NOOOOO SHE'S DESINTEGRATING AND IT'S MY FAULT 😭😭😭
(Thx for drawing her)
I love the way you draw Ikky she looks so ˢᵐᵒˡˡ
... how smoll?
Riddle me this Batman! ... What just happened?
(Also thank you! Love drawing this sweet birb)
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fun fact about me! I have hyperadrenergic Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (hPOTS). this means I am prone to fainting when I change positions or when I feel a strong surge of emotion, positive or negative. for me, laughing is my worst non-postural trigger.
this is a clip from playing lethal company with friends a few months ago. you can hear the eerie silence of presyncope at 0:19, and the sound at 0:23 is my face hitting the keyboard lmao. I played this for my mother and she literally pissed herself laughing and DEMANDED I show every single person I know (including my doctors, who thought it was funny to see and surprisingly helpful, especially for being audio only).
OH SH-
I think you need to be more specific (in the names)
Because there are a LOT of fanfics of scriddler
I was on AO3, and noticed some things:
Why isn't there any scarecrow x riddler fanfics
Why are there like three Wally darling x male reader stories
Why was one of those stories mislabeled, and the other one fUCKED UP AS SHIT
Seriously why isn't there any scarecrow x riddler.
⚠️GO S2 SPOILERS⚠️
Fallen Pt 4
Voice of God: Crowley’s second fall was not brought upon by my influence, though some might not believe it. It was, instead, brought about by high levels of alcoholic influence.
Always yell at Jonathan Crane.
All jokes and horny aside I think my favourite thing about labru is that. They both suffer from a very strange sort of loneliness.
All of Laios' friends are either Falin's friends first or coworkers that only befriended him after he proved himself a good boss. Kabru is the first person to meet Laios and be like. 'I want to be his friend i want to understand him'. Even after getting reasonably closer and getting a good look at what a freak he is hes still like. 'He's a good man and he's gonna be a good king and I want to call myself his friend'.
And meanwhile Kabru is so used to rebuild himself into whoever the other person might find charming and Laios is the first person hes met on which not only this does not work but it backfires. The first person who sees Kabru fumble his words and speak his heart and say 'this one. This is the one i want to be friends with, not the nice fake one'.
A definition of loneliness that is about being in the middle of others and feeling like you're under a glass dome separating you from everyone else. Wanting to be a monster vs fearing being a monster which in both cases just means that your human skin does not fit. Spending years dreaming of the day you just can have a drink with someone without a voice in the back of your head telling you you are doing it wrong, you are BEING wrong.
And it takes months years even of beers together in the evening and walks and afternoons spent studying and prepping for whatever big event and talking casually that turns into deep conversations and sometimes arguments and then making peace and realising the other will not just drop you because you disagreed on one thing... slowly but surely until one evening after beers you'll realise. Oh you are like me. You cannot make the voice go away but you hear it too. You are also under the glass dome. Maybe we can be alone together. Do you understand what I mean is this thing on