Send me an emoji!
💌: I’d love to send you more messages and asks but you make me nervous!
😊: You’re sweet. You’ve made me smile before.
🙏: I’m a little afraid that you’ll unfollow me.
🔪: I’d hate to get on your bad side.
😶: I’m honored that you’re even following me tbH.
👾: Your theme is awesome!
🌄: GO TO BED.
💉: Talking to you or seeing you on my dash makes me feel better.
😐: I don’t understand half the things you reblog but I support you anyway.
🌑: You come off as cold, impersonal.
👒: You come off as very friendly!
🌃: I’d like to spend more time talking to you.
🎭: You sure do get into a lot of drama…
😄: I can always count on you to like/reply to my personal posts.
🍥: Your aesthetic is very streamlined. It’s clear you’re picky about the stuff you reblog.
🍬: You’re sweet, but I feel like I know very little about you as a person.
🐟: Your blog isn’t quite my “type.”
😅: I often worry about upsetting you or scaring you off.
😇: Every single interaction we’ve had so far has been positive.
🐱: You’re cute‼︎
🌱: I’d love to get to know you better.
☔️: You seem unhappy.
😃: I love seeing you in my notifications!
🐸: You act goofy.
💻: Are you ever not online?
❄️: Your BYF struck me as kind of harsh, but I followed you anyway.
😆: You’ve made me laugh out loud before.
💔: You’ve disappointed me before.
📺: We have similar interests!
🔈: We have similar tastes in music.
🌊: You have a lot of personality.
😀: I would consider us friends.
🎀: We have similar aesthetics!
🍳: This is an egg in a frying pan!
🎉: I get really happy when I see positive personal posts from you, even when I don’t fully understand the context!
😈: I know your secret~
🌴: I’m jealous of you.
✨: Could you, like, chill a little bit maybe? Like in general? Please?
🎶: I associate you with a specific song or musician.
👟: I feel as though you’re out of my league.
🐚: I find your blog very calming.
👀: I’ve vagued about you before.
🍰: I might recognize you if I ran into you on the street.
😂: I’m comfortable around you.
🌈: Sometimes I see your selfies and think to myself: “I’m gay.”
🌹: I wouldn’t mind going on a date with you.
😓: I’ve talked to you before and it made me a nervous!
👑: You’re vain.
📝: I know a lot about you just from following you on Tumblr.
🌙: You’re beautiful.
🍓: You remind me of someone…
😒: I honestly don’t know why I’m even still following you at this point.
😳: I’ve learned things about you that have surprised me a lot!
🐭: Please be kinder to yourself.
😑: -__-
👔: I think you’re someone who takes themself very seriously.
🍉: I wish we lived closer to each other.
🍭: You confuse me.
😮: I wish I could give you some advice.
💐: I have a crush on you.
😁: You’re a little awkward, but I find it endearing.
💕: I love you‼︎
👍: I like you. Just, in general. I think you’re a genuinely good person.
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A shout out to all the writers out there who don’t make the rec lists or have all the buzz or get all the traffic and attention or kudos. Your work is still valuable and appreciated and loved, and without you and your fics, fandom would be so much poorer.
Keep on writing and creating and sharing your works. You have an audience who loves you.
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People like to joke about Crowley being jealous when Nina asks about Aziraphale's "naked man friend" but to me the look on his face is like "oh this is gonna be good." He doesn't know what insane chaos Aziraphale has gotten himself into now but he's here for it.
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saying “i wouldn’t be a good parent” is a morally neutral statement and i’m sick of whenever i say it people replying “noo no you’d be a GREAT mother i know you would!!!” like… no! being a good parent requires a certain set of skills and traits and i know that i don’t have them and that’s a good thing!!! i think people should figure out if they would be good parents BEFORE having kids and maybe we’d have less shitty parents in the world! fuck!
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One thing that really gets me about the opening with angel Crowley is that he's not just excited by how beautiful his stars are, or how fun the process of creation is, or how impressed he's made Aziraphale. He’s not in it for the glory or the aesthetics. He’s actually horrified by the idea that the universe will just be "fancy wallpaper" in the future, even though Aziraphale assures him that humans will "marvel" at his creations.
What Crowley loves about his stars is their potential. He is building, essentially, a nursery. Most of the universe's stars, he explains to Aziraphale, will come pre-aged--but his are just starting out! After they're given time to grow, who knows what could happen! Good or bad, black holes or new constellations—there are so many possible futures ahead of them, and Crowley can’t wait to see what happens.
And then Aziraphale tells him that he knows what will happen: those stars will never grow up. They will never shine or burn out or implode or become anything new. They’ll be destroyed before they get the chance.
"You can't kill kids."
“Whose side are you on?” “God’s, of course!” “Same God that wants me to whack the kids?”
"People die." "They do, don't they?"
“Great pustulant mangled bollocks to the Great blasted Plan!”
"Don't test them to destruction."
"It's always too late."
"Nothing lasts forever." "No, I don't suppose it does."
This fear has been chasing Crowley since before the beginning. It’s what caused his first doubts, put the first traces of gray in his wings. He’s been raging at the futility of watching beautiful, complex things be damned or destroyed for his entire existence, and that’s why he seems to the audience and to Aziraphale to be a mess of contradictions.
He loves to follow the trends of the times, but he clings to his classic car in an era of planned obsolescence for vehicles. He lives in an ultra-modern flat, but finds his greatest comfort in the unchanging security of aziraphale’s old shop. He hates the idea of killing children, but is willing to see a child die if it preserves the rest of the universe and foils the Great Plan. He “goes too fast,” but his most unique and notable power is that he’s learned to stop time.
Crowley hates predestination. He hates divine intervention and the removal of agency. Crowley, the architect of free will, is constantly torn between his love of change and choice and potential and his terror that everything will be destroyed by an unstoppable, incomprehensible higher power. That’s his driving conflict in the way that Aziraphale’s is learning to find his own path without following Heaven’s rules, and I am fascinated to see how it resolves.
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since moving here ive noticed europeans have no concept of how few americans ever leave USA. every american tourist youve met is of an economic crust that is vastly unobtainable to the other like. 85% generously. no matter what you have believed i can guarantee this. even getting to canada isnt really a possibility and the mexico-US border is highly controlled and militarized.
to put it into perspective. a ~2 hour flight from london to warsaw is like. 30 to 45 USD?
and a 2 hour flight from one US city to another would be about 130 USD
it was very cheap to fly here. i make over 100k USD now and i dont know if ill ever be able to afford leaving. if that gives you an idea of how prohibitive travel is here. i havent even touched on how the US has Zero guaranteed holidays by the govt. many people here go years without ever having an entire week off of work
this has had a like. massive impact on American Brain and they dont even know it because travel isnt even a consideration economically. they dont even know how much more vacation time european countries have guaranteed
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