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grishaversegirlblogger · 6 months

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inktober day 25: dangerous // hellhound

yesterday was probably the first time ive ever drawn a dog in my life so i was NOT going to attempt the actual hellhound today LOL

u guys get Dog !

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gleafer · 5 months

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A quick recap and continuation of the Crowley Falls Again comic I’m making for the ANGST SHOWDOWN with my buds over on Reddit/GoodOmensAfter Dark

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rhapsody-clown · 1 month

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Been seeing a few people post their Good Omens sims so I figured I'd show mine!

I kinda got carried away sooo bit of a long post under the cut

#the dog is rover the hellhound from the book #and muriel and eric have gone native #and i have too much free time #good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable husbands #ineffable partners #ineffable wives #crowley #aziraphale #muriel #good omens muriel #good omens eric #disposable demon #ineffable minions #muriel x eric #sims 4 #sims 4 screenshots #the sims

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rosettyller · 10 months

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terapsina · 1 year

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ineffablyendless · 1 year

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Enough "Rose Walker has Hob as her Uni Professior" crackfics. Time for "Professor Gadling is ADAM YOUNG'S Uni history professor" fics.

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Professor Gadlen is an immortal.

Adam Knew, the way he Knew some things sometimes, and it adds humourous context to what Adam imagines is his day job. A History Professor? Really?

"I don't think it's cheating." Pepper had said, during their first twice a month phonecalls. Its a great deal more frequent than Brian and Wensley does, nowadays, and he doesn't mind, not really. The Them had grew, as all children do.

Its been 10 years since the Nopacolypse, and while Brian and Wensley had grown to disregard what Adam was (which he of course appreciates) Pepper had not. It used to tick him off. Now he appreciates it too. She puts him in his place, keeps his feet on the ground. He doesn't know where he'd be without her.

(He does. It doesn't bear thinking)

"I never said it was cheating." Adam spoke into mic of his earbuds, hands free to throw the ball for Dog. Theyve decided to spend some time out on the quad today, and 5 people so far had come to pet him. Adam knows he enjoys the attention. "I said it was cliché."

"It is a little cliché." Pepper admits, and Adam laughs. He can hear her smiling. "Does he know? That you-,"

"No." Adam shrugs. "I mean, not yet."

The smile had dropped. "Adam-,"

"I'm not going to do anything!"

"That doesn't sound like the tone of voice of someone who wasn't planning to do anything."

"I'm curious!" Adam says, a bit defensively, and he hears the crackle of her sigh over the line. "Humans, you know it, Peps, youre the one between us with a head for science, Wensley's hopeless. They shouldn't be around so long, should they? What if he needs help?"

A pause, contemplating. Adam's glad she's giving it thought, makes him feel like this isn't one of his, you know, I-Know-Better Stints he gets into. "How long do you think he's been around?"

600 years, Adam thought, but didnt say. Precisely 633. "Longer than you'd think."

"Aziraphale and Crowley long?"

"Not that long." Adam assures, can't helping the smile that the reminder brings forth. He hadn't visited those old hats for a while. "Long enough."

"Did he seem unhappy to you?"

He didn't, Adam thought. He had come to accompany Violet, a friend he's made through their Introductory to 14th century Neopolitics class, to Professor Gadlen's office to ask some questions about the quiz carry marks for midterms, and while there is some modicum of stress, it is the normal, human background buzz. Professor Robert H. Gadlen, as far as he can tell, seems perfectly content, just the way he is. One of the most.

If it wasn't for Knowing, Adam wouldn't have suspected anything off about him at all.

He hadn't said anything into the line, but it seems he didnt need to.

"Then leave it." Pepper declares, her voice crisp with finality.

"But-,"

"Leave it, Adam, you don't know what he is and what he's been through, you don't get to make the call. You know this."

Adam scrunches his nose as Dog returns the ball to him, tail wagging in delight. "I-," he says, and halts himself. Pepper was right, of course she was right, and no messing about, that's what he said, 10 years ago, he'd promised.

"Yeah," Adam relents. "Ok."

"Thank you. I'm only helping you look out for yourself, Adam."

"I know," Adam sighs. "Thank you."

"Don't sound so glum, we're heading over to see you in a week, and we'll have a pint in that old Pub Brian spotted about last time that he wanted to try. The Pegasus, or something."

"The White Horse?"

"Same thing." It really isn't, but Adam doesn't corrrect her. "Anyway, keep safe over there, don't do anything stupid. And give Aziraphale a call, won't you? He's been worried lately over something or the other, something about dreams."

"I will."

"And you'll tell me if you've reconsidered what me and Brian asked? About leaving the town, seeing the sights? Because I know some people, and it'll do you good, you know. Seeing new things. It's not forever, Adam, and Tadfield's going to be right there when you come back."

Adam doesn't tell her she couldn't know that, not when he couldn't either. Doesn't tell her their sleepy little town had been so drenched as home to him, arms slack open for the Before and After of the NoPocalypse, the him of Before and the him of After, that him leaving and severing it, finally, might mean the town might lose the root and half of itself within the year, collapse like an old building with it's pillars stolen out.

He doesn't tell her that it's a part of him, the cracked tar roads and humped houses and ancient ice cream parlor, the ominous edges of Hogsback Woods and the old LifeGuard seat over the chalk pit he still comes to see every other evening, hearing it whisper the things he should have done, the well paved path of what He Still Could Be. How it looms and stretches and groans to make it seem like it was bigger than it truly was, a throne of dirt and earth and decay.

He'd left that behind now, that isn't him anymore, because he said so, didn't he?

He just remembers.

He doesn't tell him that he feels Tadfield like a limb, it's unchanging storybook perfect English weather, and that even departing to stay at Goldsmith's a campus not half an hour away, feels like leaving 10 fingers behind. He feels the phantom of it, he aches for it, feels incomplete of himself without it.

He doesn't tell Pepper any of this. It wouldn't change things, and there was nothing she could do. There wasn't anything Crowley and Aziraphale could do, the only two people with any semblance of understanding how it might feel like. Adam feels like a ghost, posessing his own skin, and he sees the world tilted 0.5 degrees to the left leaving the door open a crack to the secrets of the universe, a room unlit. Everyday, for 10 years, had been a fight to ignore it.

He loves Humanity. He does, he does, he promises. Its part of him too, the love, the agonizing, unpleasant devotion. He was meant to be King. And he loves being human, knows in his heart of hearts its simply the best thing he could possibly be.

But being content, fighting against the maddening glimpse of that unlit room?

He didn't know that was possible.

"C'mon Dog," he beckons, once he and Pepper had made their customary dance of goodbyes, tucking the old damp tennis ball into the pocket of his coat as the hound twirls leaps around his legs, cheerful and impatient and eager to please. "We have to take an early night. Morning classes tommorow."

It is Professor Gadlen's class, and Adam refuses to be late. He cannot wait to poke and prod for more pieces of him. He's promised Pepper there would be no intervention as to what he was, not unless he was harmed, and while Adam has no intention of breaking this oath, he had made no promises against snooping.

After all, he's just curious.

#choice of fic #Adam Young #Hob Gadling #Good Omens #The Sandman #Adam Young is curious about Hob Gadling #ummmm part 1 probably #the concept of Adam Young is one that is very compelling to me #he exists as paradox #where he changes reality to be what he wants it to be #so he was never the antichrist #and Lucifer was never his father #and yet without this circumstance je never would have GOTTEN to this point at all #Dog is a dog not because he is no longer a hellhound #but because Adam named him so #so it became a PART of him. but it doesnt negate that he WAS a hellhound in the first place #idk #its all very abstract #we know its still #in some way #a part of him #reality still bends to his will #tadfid remains perfect #and yall cant tell me that seat he sat in in the show wasnt a throne #and to me Pepper to Adam #is like Lucienne to Dream #his voice of reason basically #sandman/Good Omens crossover #Sandman fanfic #GO fanfic

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comets-nix · 8 months

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"𝔖𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔞 𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔦𝔱𝔰 𝔧𝔞𝔴𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔦𝔷𝔷𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔞𝔯. ℑ𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔴 𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔭𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔦𝔯."

DOG! An underrated character imo...

#dog #hellhound #good omens #aziraphale #crowley #adam young #good omens 2

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cassieoh · 1 year

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Get ready for the dog days of summer!

Celebrate those loyal, loving, furry friends by posting fan creations of the Aziraphale and Crowley with dogs on April 30th, which is "Adopt a Shelter Pet Day!” Art, fic, and anything else you create is welcome using #Doggomens!

This is a low stakes event! Sketches, vague ideas, moodboards- everything is welcome! Let's just celebrate good times with the goodest boys (gender neutral) ❤️🐕

#good omens #good omens show #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable partners #shutzi #Dog the hellhound

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ashermichaelprince · 1 month

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mildly obsessed with good omens now, now I have to make crossovers with my other favorite fandoms.

BNHA/Good Omens crossover anyone? Nah just messin with y’all. I’m already doing a BNHA/HP fic that I’m 4 chapters in and we still haven’t arrived at Hogwarts.

Good luck. Idk anymore I’m tired.

like the doggo Adam has is cute.

plus Nanny Crowley was fun for the five seconds of screen time they had

Aziraphale is probably autism

Crowziraphael has to be canon or I’m gonna throw my off brand Stanley cup out a window

#Good omens #good omens headcanons #headcanon #ship opinions #nanny crowley #Adams hellhound #Cute lil pupper #The prophecys are nice and easy #Unlike the oracle of delphi

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wilyserpentofeden · 10 months

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Well I was expecting the line where the kid calls Aziraphale a slur but I was still not prepared for it!

#aziraphale just looks at crowley afterwards like FOR FUCKS SAKE GET ME OUT OF HERE #his first thought after this is basically assuming Warlock is doomed to be evil and the hellhound should just show up so they can leave #and honestly if I raised a child for eleven years and one of his friends called me a slur I'd think the same thing #good omens #aziraphale #good omens book

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