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Tolkientober day 18: Reunion
Yes, I'm 3 days late. And all because I forgot to post this on the 18th…. blushes, embarrassed.
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appreciating reece shearsmith and steve pemberton’s cute chemistry: the gifset

Went to go let the girls in but it looks like they drifted off in the sun.

Day 4 of Buckytober: Trick or Treat
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The Halloween Party went off without a hitch. Each Avenger had a role and they all played it well.
After the guests left, Tony walked up to the Trick or Treat booth Bucky had been running. The man was still seated, packing up a few odds and ends that were scattered across the table.
"Trick or treat?" he asked after he noticed Tony approaching.
"Surprise me," Tony replied, a small smile forming on his lips.
"I don't like you anymore and I want a divorce," Bucky stated with an unreadable gaze.
For the briefest of moments, Tony thought it in himself to be hurt by those words; but then he remembered he and Bucky were only friends, and definitely not married.
"Just kiddin', that was a trick," Bucky grinned making his way around to the front of the booth, "How about a treat instead?"
Tony raised an eyebrow and replied, "Wasn't the point of this game to get a trick or a treat? Why do I get both?" he said with a smirk; but he still didn't appear uninterested in the treat Bucky was offering. Curiosity was in his nature, after all.
Bucky grinned again before leaning over and planting a kiss on the shorter man's cheek.
"I think I like the treat a lot better," Tony said quietly; face dusted with a light pink blush.
"Good," Bucky stated.
"How many lucky ducks got that treat tonight?"
"None, was savin' that one special for ya."
Tony smiled at that and Bucky returned it. This was definitely Tony's favourite Halloween to date.





Micheal Sheen in Twilight is just Aziraphale’s first attempt at trying to be Crowley which utterly failed lol. Crowley sees the movie and is like "DAMMIT, ANGEL, I DON'T LAUGH LIKE THAT!" Crowley then made Aziraphale attend Crowley 101 classes at his apartment every Saturday until he was satisfied.
Okay- Like, these two are my soul, my life, my bloody everything. I stumbled upon this and practically squealed. My bias and my bias wrecker? Being cute af? Like, erm, both of you, stop being soooooooo cute. 😤


true happiness 💜 cr. namuspromised


jungkook when he sees hair: must sniff….i have to sniff


My friend juliette wanted me to do this meme but with one of my husbandos.
I would do anything for Faba 👁👁

i am so incredibly fond of these dorks




gyomei was babysitting. giyuu just wants to go home
(made a tiktok with this audio and i liked the panels so i figured i'd post it on here)
God: Aziraphale. This is your judgment day.
Aziraphale: Well. I always tried to be a good Angel.
God: You fell for a demon.
Aziraphale: A Fallen Angel.
God: Same thing.
Satan: Not really.
God: Yes, it is.
Satan: No. We are the First Fallen. Don’t throw us in the same bag with basic demons.
Aziraphale: Exactly. I have standards.
God: Either way.
Aziraphale: Okay, I did. That’s not my fault.
God: You have acted on it. That is your fault.
Aziraphale: Technically that is your fault.
Satan: Oh!
God: A… what?
Aziraphale: You’ve created him. He’s your baby.
God: Well…
Aziraphale: So who made him beautiful?
Crowley: *turns red*
Satan: *snorts*
God: Aziraphale…
Aziraphale: So you’ve made him the prettiest Angel out there. And gave him the best personality. Made him a literal perfection.
Beelzebub: Ok, that’s subjective.
Aziraphale: You fell for Gabriel, you have no right to opinion.
Beelzebub: Hey!
Satan: He has a point.
Beelzebub: You shouldn’t even be involved in this. You’re subjective since you fancy Crowley.
Satan: It is called having a good taste. Which you don’t have.
Beelzebub: Gabriel has a personality he just doesn’t like you. Or Crowley.
Crowley: Good.
God: Anyway. Falling for him when he was an Angel makes no difference, Aziraphale, because when he became a Fallen Angel you still pursued him.
Crowley: He didn’t pursue me.
God: He pretended to be in danger and waited for you to rescue him.
Satan: I knew it.
Crowley: Wait, really?
Aziraphale: Lies and slander.
Crowley: *smirks*
Aziraphale: Well, that’s Satan’s fault.
Satan: What have I done this time?
Aziraphale: You made him even prettier.
Satan: Well, you don’t make your crushes uglier.
God: He has a point. You told me you jumped in to take Crowley out of boiling sulphur so he wouldn’t change. And then all you did was give him a tattoo and pretty snake eyes.
Crowley: Oh, yeah, I remember that.
Aziraphale: You were thrown into boiling sulphur?!
Satan: You didn’t tell him that?
Crowley: Why would I tell him that?
Aziraphale: I thought when you fall you have a nice demon take you to Hell! Like when I thought I fell and you came for me!
Satan: Oh boy.
Crowley: Well you were upset enough.
Random Angel: Awwh.
Aziraphale: So you, God, created the prettiest Angel with the best personality, then you kicked him out of Heaven, and Satan took over and made him even prettier. Where is my fault in this?
God and Satan: Well.
*silence*
Satan: You weren’t planning to do anything to them anyway, were you?
God: Yes, I did.
Satan: Oh, have a day off, what are we gonna do on Friday evenings if not watch catch up on these two. You’re gonna cancel my favourite tv show?
God: You are irresponsible.
Satan: You make all the decisions, I deserve this one. Aziraphale and Crowley, you’re free. Fuck off. Do your worst.
God: Do your best…!
*They’re both already gone*
*They just hear a mumbled “SATAN FANCIES YOU?! BOILING SULPHUR?!”*
God: NEXT!