some day, when s3 is out and all is right in the world, im gonna need neil to explain what the fuck was going through his head when he decided that the aziraphale's reaction to being kissed after 6000 years of being in love should be "i forgive you." he was right but like how the fuck does one come up with that.
I remember being fucking floored by that one Jonathan Sims line that's like "this level of paranoia is new to me but I'm learning fast" like oH MY GOD. ITS SO RAW. ITS SO REAL. ITS THE ACTUAL SOLID STARTING POINT OF EVERYTHING GOING WRONG. AND JON IS AWARE OF IT. HES USING IT LIKE A FUCKING WEAPON. AHHHHH
That moment when ur so touch starved that having your toe cut off by your boss/love of your life straddling you and then force feeding you said toe gets you off
“That’s not a very nice way to greet the man that saved your life.”
“You’ve done nothing to save our life,” the man scoffs.
“On the contrary…” James trails off, snapping his fingers in expectation.
“Greyback,” the man mutters, a mocking smile on his face exposing his sharp, white teeth.
“I’ve done plenty to save your life, Greyback, because all you have to do,” he takes a step closer, crouching down right in front of their faces, “is answer one simple question, then I let you go back on your ship. You go back to your master, and I go on my merry way.”
“You know nothing about him if you think we’d get off for this,” Alecto hisses, her foul breath spilling between them. “A traitor is as good as dead.”
“Then you take your ship and you run,” James shrugs. “I don’t care what you do, or where you go. I have my question, and you…” James grins, “are at my mercy.”