#thayerkerbasy

That sounds like an awful day. Glad to hear you made it home safe. Hopefully tomorrow is better.

​yeah thankfully the assistance service was quick and the driver of the tow truck very kind and helpful, we were also lucky the tow truck, my cousin and my uncle got there pretty much at the same time (a coincidence since they were coming from different places altogether) so everything was swift (consider we were by the side of a major extraurban road in the dark under heavy rain). the only bad thing is that fixing the car is gonna be expensive and we're having so many expenses lately (dentist for my mom, plumber and mason for an issue that was flooding the basement, renewing insurances, an expensive cemetery thing for my late grandma's and great-aunt's tombstone, etc etc), but the experience of getting help was much much better than i expected.

i just feel stupid because i did all of that by going against a little stupid tree in a parking lot lmao. i wasn't even supposed to be in that parking lot, i got there by accident instead of getting the right exit from the mall...

i couldn't put into words how much your ask meant to me, so i drew it instead🖤

my mental image of you is your icon, so naturally, you get to be Crowley with Juliet💀🐺

Racecar + @thayerkerbasy = crowleycar racing in hell

Most of Tumblr has become Good Omens blogs. It's because we've been here longer than two weeks.

I’m a Good Omens blog now, you’re a Good Omens blog now, we’re all Good Omens blogs now!

JACKPOT!!! ALL OF MY SUMMARIES ARE POOR!!!

how about this:

Plus, their level of suckitude wasn’t nearly as high last season as it has been previously. I like to go in with low expectations and see how much they can surprise me now.

Well Endowed by grey2510, ThayerKerbasy

Wordcount: 31,808

Rating: T

Summary: I, Crowley, known in life as Fergus Roderick MacLeod, being of sound mind, body, and demonized soul, declare that this is my last will and testament. I hereby revoke, annul, and cancel all wills and codicils previously made by me, either jointly or severally. I declare that I am of legal age, and have been since before my lawyer's grandfather was conceived. This last will expresses my wishes without undue influence or duress, even — or, indeed, particularly — when said wishes are contrary to those of anyone who ever wanted anything from me. I hereby nominate, constitute, and appoint the demon Timothy Hubbard as Executor. If this Executor is unable or unwilling to serve, then I appoint the demon Harold Newman as alternate Executor. My Executor is empowered to settle any and all debts on my behalf, excluding soul contracts. I hereby bequeath...

AKA the one where Crowley still dies at the end of S12, but leaves everything to Dean. Including his tailor, the moon, and oh, his hellhound, Juliet. Told from both Dean and Juliet’s POVs (this is where the crack elements come in), it’s a hilarious and surprisingly emotional story about healing, building a family, and learning to find help in the most unexpected places.

Searching the tag, there's one fic that comes up and it's for Overwatch.