#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

[chromatic-borealis]

WHAT THE HELL!?

I THINK I MIGHT CHANGE HER PRIM TO FLAUNT AND KEEP HER...

DEAR GOD.............

[books-and-omens]

43 seconds. We got 43 seconds of footage and I’m losing my damn mind.

There is so much there.

The six shots of espresso and Aziraphale’s hopeful-concerned “does it calm you down” and Crowley’s “not really” said through his teeth, yes, excellent. Nina working out exactly how absurd the order is on her fingers, fantastic.

Both Crowley and Aziraphale are barely holding it together here. Something—different things—happened for both of them. Crowley needs calming down (thank you for looking out for your demon, Aziraphale). Aziraphale seems to be doing better at first but his composure gets absolutely shattered by Nina’s question about the naked man friend. Just. The way anxiety hits him, the way his breathing quickens, LOOK. He is about to hyperventilate. The panicked glance at Crowley, the attempts to explain. He is not. He is not my—

But he is not my friend has such a particular inverse meaning, doesn’t it. He is not my friend was only ever about Crowley. About whatever they have been all these centuries.

So Aziraphale grasps for well, he’s certainly not naked anymore. And just. Poor angel. His alarm, the desperate glances he keeps throwing at Crowley. Crowley’s raised eyebrow. Crowley doesn’t know about Gabriel, does he.

ALSO ALSO this is the first time Nina sees Crowley. She seems to know Mr. Fell, yes? So, Crowley and Aziraphale haven’t been strolling in the neighbourhood, haven’t had coffee together before this. Something happened. Must have done.

It’s now that Aziraphale has to introduce him. This is, um, Crowley. He and I….

AND THEN THE PAUSE. A pause into which centuries have been compressed, a pause overflowing with things unsaid.

…go back a long time, Aziraphale finishes, and listen listen there’s a break in his voice.

I wonder if he even admitted this before, aloud, within Crowley’s hearing.

I’m just. I. I’m going to go howl at the moon.

[witchkittymeow]

I BEAT MY BIGGEST ART FEAR AUGH

[tomfrogisblue]

Pierre to Chay -

"Tallulah is waiting for you."

AND IF I CRIED, WHAT IF I CRIED HUH???

[watercubebee]

My Lord, one of yours subjects killed my friend

I demand eye for an eye, my Lord

[enden-k]

sigh......time to quit genshin

[dashing-through-ecto]

DannyMay Day 24/27 (NASA/Rings)

Danny the space ancient, hiding from his duties by pretending to be a planet.

[glossolali]

"GESUNDHEIT, I LEARNED THAT FROM MY PARTNER AS WELL"

[rockingthegraveyard]

Violence happens to every day people, Bruce! Violence finds people who aren't looking for it every god damn day! Normal people die because the world is filled with dangerous people. You just took away for son's ability to defend himself against all of it.

You have a horribly traumatized son! Adrenaline doesn't just hit you in a dangerous situations, it can hit you because of past dangerous situations as well and Jason's had an entire life time of dangerous to haunt him.

He can't even do the non-dangerous activity of trying to leave! Because you just made the world a lot more dangerous for him which triggers adrenaline which triggers this frozen response in him!

On top of all of that...

JASON IS SUPER FLIPPANT WITH HIS IDENTITY!! A LOT OF BAD PEOPLE KNOW HIS FACE!

I don't think a change in identity is enough for some of their enemies who want to track down a bat who can't fucking defend himself!!

[shoezuki]

Doctor, the problem's in my chest

Chapter 9

He hasn’t seen himself yet, and he doesn’t see himself now. He looks different, a crude copy of himself; bags stick out as bright, purple bruises under his eyes, his hair too long and looking brittle like hay. It feels rough under his fingers as he reaches up and combs his fingers through his hair. Gepard feels and looks like a corpse, his eyes the same blue he knows but dulled somehow. It's a wonder that the Serval and Lynx, let alone the Silvermane Guards, had recognized him at all. He couldn't even recognize himself.

The tram car shudders as it leaves the tunnel, the Underground illuminated with pale, flickering lights and the glow of geomarrow in the cavern's ceiling. His reflection is gone, something he’s glad for, now replaced with the dark and varied cityscape of Boulder Town. Gepard stares out the window and across the wide expanse of the Underworld and clenches his jaw.

“I'll find him,” he whispers low and only to himself as the tram screeches to a halt in the station. He mutters it to himself again and again as he gets to his feet, stumbles a bit before leaning his weight heavily on the crutch. “I’ll find him.” He chews the words between his teeth until he believes them with absolute certainty.

Read the rest on ao3!!

[n4jaa7]

OK, but WHY THA FUCK DOES HE HAVE TO BE SO HANDSOME WHILE LOSING IT, LIKE- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[mabaki]

Uh, good morning? I go to sleep now. Bye!

yeah its uhhh yeah i dont know my brain just went yeah. He grows blueberries under his leaves, but normally he picks them out. I GUESS MY BRAIN SAID NO THIS TIME.

[rakiah]

I YELLED.

[captain-flint]

FEELING REALLY INSANE NORMAL ABOUT THEM 

[heathersapples]

just finished watching love lies bleeding!!!

I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN I LOVE WOMEN

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[watercubebee]

We come from the water...and water we´ll become....

Also im becoming a puddle of water cos the heat is going and going and its getting worse