#so much aahhhhhhhhh

[imaginarycyberpunk2023]

OC: Macha - with Esme Richards who belongs to @dustymagpie - all those pictures are taken by @dustymagpie - obviously <3

OMG you guys, Macha made her first official new friend! I cannot tell you how ecstatic I am about these pictures! Thank you Kitty, I love them so much; I already screamed all over at your Discord but it needs to be said that I am very honored that you wanted to take her out and I loooove what you did with her. She is a bit out of her element but Esme is a good guide.

And just to let you know folks... this evening on JigJig Street produced another interesting set of pictures. Those need NSFW tags tho and can ONLY be posted tomorrow, on thirsty thursday. Hold on to your horses, friends.

[gaydexvocaloid]

TY ALL FOR 40 SUBS AND 450+ VIEWS ON MEDICAL ANOMALY YUMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[kuwdora]

season 3 of witcher netflix has me losing my mind like, I am still rolling around in my vilgefortz wankery. it's still 10k and messy and hilarious and sexy and so thinky. but oh my god i told @flootzavut about the post-3x06 yennskier idea that i didn't have the brain to write....and then i ended up starting to write it anyway. and now i need to be able to write two things at one time otherwise i might just disintegrate. could I be writing anything more different right now? lmao. Not sure how I'm gonna make it during August.

[stophangiingdjs]

sweet pool spoiler talk under the cut + in tags

i will always perfer miracles may reason ver to the instinct ver (or violin ver. WHATEVER!) because i truly do think youji giving up his life so tetsuo can live like his dad did is just. so so beautifully miserable.

youji loved tetsuo, or at least found solidarity with him being weird fucked up humans. sharing the kindness his father showed him-- the humanity his father showed. using his inner being to do something so inherently human and save his loved one, not out of animalistic preservation to create the purebred/junsei, but just out of love.

nothing is forever-- but in away, even in death, youji’s sacrifice will always be with tetsuo. in a way they’ll always be together. they’ll never have a domestic life together (since youji is dead) in miracles may reason ver., but they’ll always be together in away.

hnnnnnhghhh i just love this little game so much it hurts. i love these two.

[sheafrotherdon]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Old Guard (Movie 2020) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolò di Genova Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting Summary:

In the beginning, Joe told himself that this was a vigil like any other. Joe knew how to Watch over someone—it was, in a very real sense, what he had been made for. Solace was not the point. The Watching was what mattered: bearing witness to someone who found themselves at a crossroad.

[w0nderland]

i fucked up in a really stupid way and now i feel soooo anxious

[mondychild]

[English]–★

HELLO WAKFU COMMUNITY ON TUMBLR! Here I show you a drawing of a Wakfu AU which I am working on with the theme of the Sun and the Moon but with the characters of Amalia and Yugo. Because? BECAUSE I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I HAD TO DO IT THEY ARE SO AAHHHHHHHHH

I hope you like it! – (For some reason the drawing is a bit of poor quality, I'm really sorry)

[Español]–♥︎

¡HOLA COMUNIDAD DE WAKFU EN TUMBLR! Acá les muestro un dibujo de un Wakfu AU el cual estoy trabajando con la temática del Sol y la Luna pero con los personajes de Amalia y Yugo. ¿Porque? PORQUE LOS AMO TANTO TUVE QUE HACERLO SON TAN AAHHHHHHHHH

¡Espero que te guste! – (por alguna razón el dibujo tiene un poco de mala calidad, perdón por eso)

[sandwhitches]

hi, i am here for your writing event if i may request something. can i have spf 50 w/ sakusa and anything by adrianne lenker? thanks a lot, have a good day

a/n: i literally dashed to my laptop to write this i LOVE adrianne lenker AAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! thank u for ur request, enjoy! :3 (also!! i was unexpectedly busy this afternoon but i’m totally gonna get to the other requests soon, sorry yall!)

𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 | 𝐬. 𝐤𝐢𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢

genre: fluff

content: gn. reader, established relationship, one reference to an injury requiring stitches (no graphic detail)

wc: 572

this is a part of my summer writing event!!! please feel free to send some requests my way :3

It’s never been odd for the two of you to sit in your carefully tenderly woven blanket of silence for hours on end. Sakusa, who is without a doubt the quietest person you’ve ever known, still manages to have a myriad of words behind his eyes.

With every lazy blink in your direction and delicate shift of his thumb against your hip, it feels as if everything he’s thinking is practically tangible, sitting on the palm of your hand. What is he saying now when he noses into the skin of your neck? 

As you pretend to doze off in his arms, you realize it’s always been this way, that there is never a moment in which you knew Sakusa without knowing him. Long gone are the days of high school in which too much class time was spent pretending not to see the other staring, hearts beating with the thrill of a new crush, wondering who will cross the line you’ve been toeing for months. 

You’ve learned, though, that it doesn’t take much to love Kiyoomi, he’s made himself all too easy to read for you. Perhaps this is the result of everything that led you to this moment, swallowed in his arms as the late afternoon sun begins to bleed into inky twilight.

After high school, it was the moments spent biking back and forth from each other’s dormitories too late in the night, that first December in your cramped apartment in which you two got ahead of yourself when sending out invitations for a holiday dinner, or the empathetic kisses placed on your forehead as the doctor stitched up your results of getting too crafty cutting a cucumber. 

Somewhere along that line, you’re sure lies the gradual formation of a moment in which words no longer needed to be present for a conversation. Touch substitutes for dozens of different amorous declarations that you both already know, the feeling of his slowing breath on your skin tells you that he doesn’t want to move for a very long time.

To you, the idea of spending the rest of your life with someone who knows you as thoroughly as Sakusa used to be daunting, the terrifyingly constant exposure to someone who is always watching. In spite of this, there’s nothing that brings you more comfort now than knowing that Kiyoomi will always know exactly what’s on your mind without the need to ask, and there’s nothing that brings him more comfort than giving you exactly what you need before you know you need it. 

There’s one thing Sakusa has learned about love: it is perfectly simple to do when it is spent on the right person. You, in his mind, are without a doubt always going to be the right person, the only person he doesn’t mind watching him in return. 

Sakusa knows that you haven’t actually been asleep, he can’t be fooled by the delicate display of your eyes so lightly shut. His face comes closer to yours, pressing a featherlight kiss on each of your eyelids, I know you’re awake, his kisses say. Just as he expected, your eyes flutter open, and he’s rendered speechless sometimes when it hits him that it is his arms you sleep in every night.

Maybe things like luck and fate are real, maybe they’re not, but just this once Kiyoomi wants to believe that this is how things were always going to be.

[bigmpregnm]

Movie Night - Part 3

[Story Collection] | [Part 2] [●]

“Uhh… ahh… wha-what the fuck are you talking about? Tha-that’s not fucking funny… uugghh, there’s something wrong,” Hunter managed to say through gritted teeth, clearly in pain. He was squeezing my hand really hard; his breathing became heavy, and his belly kept contracting. Tears streamed down his cheeks, showing how much pain he was experiencing.

“I’m not kidding. Just look at the movie and then look at yourself. It all makes sense. Somehow, I knocked you up. It makes sense,” I explained, but Hunter looked harshly at me, clearly not believing me.

“I’m a man! Men can’t get pregnant... aaaggghhh… I don’t wanna hear your… uugghh… jokes about my weight,” Hunter replied, crying even harder. He suddenly got all emotional, another proof to confirm my theory.

“Hey, I’m not kidding, and you know I’d never make fun of your weight. I like you, Hunter. I like you this big or with abs. It’s time we stop pretending we’re still just friends,” I said, looking him in the eyes. He breathed heavily and rubbed his belly. “I think you’re my man, Hunter. The one I want,” I added, leaning in to kiss his lips. However, before I could do it, he screamed in pain once again.

“Ryan, take me to the bathroom. Please… uugghh… I need to go unless you want me to… aah… ruin our couch,” Hunter said, struggling to move from the couch without success.

“Did you even hear what I said?” I asked, feeling confused and hurt.

“BATHROOM! NOW!” he shouted. I stood from the couch and extended my arms to help him stand.

I grabbed both his arms and pulled him up, hearing him groan and grunt all along. He was heavier than I expected, probably because he wasn’t making any effort to stand up. It seemed like he was in so much pain that his legs weren’t responding, or maybe he just wanted me to do all the work. Whatever the case was, as strong as I was, it was difficult for me to get him off the couch.

Tears of pain were running down his cheeks, and his belly was still shaking violently. Realizing that moving him off the couch would be too painful for him and nearly impossible for me, I instead pushed him and helped him lie on his back. He was clearly mad at me and tried to resist, but he was clearly in too much pain to have the strength to do so.

“Hunter, listen to me. You’re in labor. Just trust me, okay? Look at me. I’m not joking,” I said, his teary eyes locked into mine. I saw the fear in his eyes and couldn’t blame him. I was also scared, and I wasn’t in his position.

“Ryan, it can’t be. I’m a-a-aahhhhhhhhh… Please help me!” Hunter screamed out and clutched his big belly tightly. Now that he was lying on his back, his belly looked tighter and bigger than ever.

“Just breathe, Hunter. We’ve watched TV shows about this. Well, not exactly this, but I guess it works the same. You have to breathe until you feel the urge to push,” I said while Hunter groaned and rubbed his belly.

“Ryan, stop. I’m not pregnant. I’m not in labor. I’m not having your child… ugghh… man, I’m going to poop on the couch… ahhh!” he screamed, and it took me a moment to realize he was feeling something coming out of his ass. “I swear, if I survive this, I’ll kill you. Take me to the fucking bathroom,” he managed to say, unintentionally lifting his legs, getting in the right position to push.

As he kept breathing heavily, I tried to recall any knowledge I had about childbirth, which was limited considering the unusual scenario. However, I tried to calm myself down and think about what I could do to help Hunter. Memories of movies and videos I had seen rushed to my mind, and I quickly ran to the bathroom to get the supplies we needed. I could hear Hunter’s groans and labored breathing from there.

As I collected towels and a pair of scissors to cut the cord, I realized that I was about to become a father, at least if my theory was correct. That realization hit me hard. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, contemplating the idea of myself as a dad to the baby Hunter was giving birth to. Many thoughts crossed my mind, especially since we were both males and only supposed to be friends. Also, Hunter’s lack of response to my love declaration earlier made me feel insecure about what would happen between us if he was really having my kid.

Lost in my own thoughts, I heard Hunter calling my name, and I quickly ran back to the living room with the towels and scissors in hand. Hunter was in the same position, with his knees bent, and this gave me a clear view of his gaping hole. I knew nothing about the process of childbirth, but I was sure Hunter was dilated enough to push. As I got closer, I noticed the undeniable shape of a baby’s head slowly emerging from Hunter’s hole.

“Hunter, I know you don’t believe me, but I need you to trust me. I need you to push. And I promise this will be over soon,” I said as I knelt by the couch and held Hunter’s hand.

“No, no, no. This can’t be real. Ryan… uuugghh… I don’t want to push… I-I need this to stop,” he said with teary eyes, and I kissed his cheek.

“Hey, I promise this will be over soon. I’m here with you. Now, trust me, you need to push,” I said firmly.

Hunter took a deep breath and started pushing after a few seconds of hesitation. “I can’t… be doing… this… uugghh,” he said, groaning through the effort. He still seemed in denial, but at least he was slightly progressing.

“Don’t worry, it will all be over soon and… and… well, we’ll deal with the results later,” I kissed his belly and positioned myself between his legs, still holding his hand.

I was in awe of Hunter’s strength and how he was dealing with what looked like an incredibly painful experience. As I looked at his hole opening more and more as the baby’s head crowned, I couldn’t contain some tears of joy, aware that I was watching my child being born.

As the baby’s head was crowning, Hunter was clearly struggling to make progress due to the size of the baby’s head. He was pushing with all his might. I could see it on his face, but the baby was big, making it difficult for Hunter to clear the baby’s head.

“Come on, Hunter. You’ve been doing amazing. Just push,” I said, but he only looked harshly at me.

“I don’t even know what I’m… ugh… doing! I feel like… uh uuuhh… like my guts are coming out… uugghh… of me!” He said, and I smiled kindly at him.

“Give me a second, and I’ll give you some good motivation to keep pushing,” I said and quickly ran to grab my phone. I quickly took a photo of the baby crowning and showed it to Hunter. He instantly became speechless. “You see? Just keep pushing, and we’ll have our baby in our arms”. I added, and he started crying.

As he started pushing again, I noticed he immediately started progressing. With a deep breath, he focused all his energy on pushing, determined to meet his baby. It was a surreal scene, and with each push Hunter gave, more of the baby’s head emerged, and the more emotional I became. I was glad to be there for Hunter and for our child, and deep inside, I wondered if this would change something in our friendship.

After several strong pushes, the baby’s head finally popped out, followed by more fluids. Hunter took a short break before the baby started turning, and the shoulders slowly came out while Hunter screamed out in evident pain. I had never witnessed a birth before, and I had never seen a newborn this close. But I knew our baby was bigger than average. Not only was the head huge, but the broad shoulders showed we were having a little giant.

“Why is this baby so big?” Hunter managed to say as the shoulders came through, and the rest of the body started slowly sliding out.

“You’ve been eating a lot over the last few months. You’re the only one to blame for this,” I said as I placed my hands under our big boy, holding him while his torso came out, soon followed by his hips, legs, and finally his legs.

When the baby was finally born, Hunter finally lay back and took a deep breath. He was clearly relieved, and I couldn’t blame him. As I cleaned our big baby boy, I marveled at his size and weight. I estimated that he weighed around 12 pounds, which was incredibly impressive. What impressed me the most, however, was how perfect he looked.

The baby looked like a perfect mix of Hunter and me. As I cleaned his face and cleared his nose, he started crying loudly. I saw Hunter jumping in excitement, trying to sit up to see the baby.

“Just give me a minute, Hunter. Let me finish cleaning our big baby boy before you can hold him,” I said, tears of joy streaming down my face.

“A… boy? Did I really have a baby?” Hunter asked, still confused, even though he could see the baby in my hands.

“Yes, you did, and he’s perfect. You did a great job,” I said as I finished and carefully placed him in Hunter’s arms.

Hunter started crying instantly as the baby cooed in his arms. It was such a cute scene, but as I looked at Hunter and the baby, I noticed Hunter’s belly was still pretty big. Even though it had definitely deflated, it was still too round to look empty. Shivers ran down my spine while I considered the possible implications.

While Hunter got our baby close to his nipple to feed him, I started rubbing his belly and immediately felt that it was still too hard to be just skin. I didn’t know how to tell Hunter that I thought there was still another baby. So, as I cut the cord of the first baby, I looked at him, waiting for him to realize it on his own, but Hunter was so entranced with our first baby boy that he wasn’t paying attention to anything else.

“Hunter, I think… I think…” I was trying to find the words to tell him, but a loud gran interrupted me as his belly started contracting again, and his hole started opening even faster than before. “Another baby is coming,” I finally managed to say. But Hunter was unconsciously pushing by then.

“What? Another one? No, no… no… uugghh… Fuck!” Hunter managed to say, clearly confused. The first baby was suckling on his nipple, and now there was a second one slowly making its way out of him.

“Hey, you’ve got this. You did it once; you can do it again,” I added as I got between Hunter’s legs again, trying to sound supportive.

“This is all your fault. You did this to me. You… uughh… uuhh… you knocked me up… uuhh uuhh uhh… now… I-I…aahhhh,” he said, clearly mad at me. But since we both knew what to expect, he started pushing, and the baby was coming out much faster than the first one, even though it looked just as big.

I just smiled at him as our second baby was already crowning. His strong pushes were very effective, making me feel proud of him. As I looked at Hunter bringing our second child into the world, I felt like my heart would burst out of my chest. Having a family had crossed my mind a few times over the years, and there was no better way to start it than doing it with Hunter.

“Why are you looking so… annoyingly happy? Do you like seeing me in this position?” Hunter asked as the second baby’s head popped out.

“Well, yeah. I do. You look hot,” I replied. Even though Hunter was in pain, he looked at me in surprise as the baby turned.

He didn’t respond and kept pushing, while I noticed the second baby was just as big as the first. The head was big, and the shoulders were broad. Although I was aware of Hunter’s discomfort, it all felt like a dream. As I placed my hands under our second baby to support him, I couldn’t help but smile, and tears of joy streamed down my face. I felt a bit silly for being so emotional, but what I had just witnessed was too amazing to contain my feelings.

Once the second baby’s feet had slid out of Hunter’s body, I heard him breathing heavily as he collapsed back on the couch, completely exhausted. He was holding our first baby so lovingly that it warmed my heart. It was as if a paternal instinct had been activated in Hunter’s mind, making him aware that he had to protect the baby. So, while I cleaned the second one, he softly caressed the first one.

“Another big and healthy boy,” I said with a big smile on my face as the second started crying loudly.

“I-I still can’t believe they came out of me… and… I think it’s over now?” Hunter said as he rubbed his deflated belly.

“I think the placenta still needs to come out, but after these two babies, I don’t think you’ll have any problems with that,” I said as I finished cleaning the second baby and placed him on Hunter’s free arm.

“He’s just as perfect as his older brother and just as big. No wonder my belly was so big and heavy,” Hunter said as he looked down at the babies, and the second one started nursing on his free nipple.

“We’re both big guys, so it was only logical we’d have big kids,” I smiled and caressed the babies’ hands.

“Do you really understand those words? We have kids. We’re both men. How are we going to… ugh… no, no, no… there’s another one?” He said, between groans, as he experienced more contractions.

“No, no, no, I think it’s the placenta. It shouldn’t be…” I was saying when the placenta came out of him, along with lots of fluids. “... easy for you. See? No more babies. You did it. You gave us two wonderful boys. And I couldn’t be prouder of you,” I said, kissing his cheek.

While our big baby boys were nursing on Hunter’s nipples, drinking the huge amount of milk his pecs had been producing, we remained silent for what felt like an eternity, just looking at our kids. I had no idea how we would explain the babies to our friends and family, but at that moment, all I cared about was Hunter and the kids in his arms. I wasn’t sure about Hunter’s feelings towards me now that we had kids together, but I knew we could make things work.

****

About an hour after the delivery of the placenta, our babies were peacefully sleeping in my bed, wrapped in improvised blankets made from our clothes and sheets. Hunter was lying next to them, still processing the fact that the babies had come out of his body. Then, I lay down right behind Hunter and carefully hugged him.

“We make handsome kids together, right?” I whispered, reaching over to Hunter to touch our babies’ hands.

“We do, but I still can’t believe they’re ours. I mean, how?” Hunter said as he slowly turned around to face me.

“Well, I think we both know how. When I fucked you and…” I said, and he chuckled.

“Ryan, you know what I mean. We’re both men. We’re just friends, and now we…” He said, but I interrupted him with a kiss.

“And now we have kids together. We’re a family,” I said as we looked into each other’s eyes. “You didn’t respond earlier, but I meant it when I said you’re the man I want. I don’t want to pretend we’re just friends anymore. I’ll be honest, I love you, Hunter. I know it’s not just lust because I’ve never felt like this before, and these kids helped me realize what true love feels like,” I added, and he started crying.

Without saying a word, he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me into a passionate kiss that left me breathless. I didn’t need his words to understand he felt the same way as I did. I didn’t need him to tell me he also wanted us to become a family. After months of living under a ‘friends with benefits’ tag, we finally embraced our true feelings and showed them to each other.

“Ryan, I love you too. Despite the pain you put me through while giving birth to your kids, I wouldn’t have done it for anyone else but you,” he said as he wrapped his legs around my waist and guided one of my hands to his fat ass.

“Is this some kind of invitation to… have more kids?” I playfully said as I firmly grabbed his ass.

“Well, it’s still movie night, and we have a routine after the movie ends. Do as you want with me. We’re no longer just friends, so this ass belongs to you,” he said as our lips met again, and my hands kept playing with his ass.

“Let’s move to your room so we don’t wake the babies up,” I suggested as we continued making out. “Hmm, I love how movie night always ends like this.”

The End

[chthonicgodling]

EeL pit………

[linked tumblr post] […soundtrack to this post]

current state of Elysium - UGHHH current state of Elysium like A WEEK AGO, not right NOW since someone experienced too many emotions and vanished to have a panic attack in the recesses of the Underworld - pending, in progress, most recent update is in essay text format over here. ACK - okay IDEAL state of Elysium of recent past and hopefully pending future again real soon, ok ok don’t worry about what’s actually happening as we speak while you’re on this post. shsh everything’s CUTE and HOT and FINE shshshHsh

I seem to slowly be exiting my art block at last, and so I’m scrambling to pivot back to the Occupants of My Entire Brain lately: THEYYYYYYY ,, we all know the drill we’ve seen my cooing! Taki Fuego! super domestic and cuddly! recent natural habitat tangled into a clingy naked pile in Maci’s bed! expecting a baby! it’s still not a throuple we’re just friends! the rest of the palace still has no idea!

on that note. canonically loki’s four months pregnant right now and though this image is set in the future its— not quite THAT far in the future that this size would suggest, which is definitely super normal right??, haha oh my god what the f-

im love all of this SO much <333 my tentative plan if I can keep Art momentum up is to backtrack and draw some more specifically canon things from the months past; and then to loop around to draw something for this most current Elysium Drama Update ongoing and linked above. we’ll see. for now, belated Mother’s Day (?) with ELoki who huffs and rolls his eyes and scoffs, but make no mistake sooooo love love love love loves being the center of all of Maci and Tory’s attention with their baaabbbbyyyyyyyyyy aahhhhHHHHH-

that fuckin stapled post is so funny to me in this context fgkgkgk. don’t tag this with the m word; Tory belongs to hiatus’d @fenixethekid; Maci’s mine; so’s EeL idc. so’s that mystery baby.

[michi-beans]

For the Caged Angel AU, does Knives still put out the $$60 mil. (assuming it's that & not mil. since the Humanoid Typhoon doesn't seem to exist in this AU??) bounty after Vash escapes? Does Wolfwood get one too since he's the one who busted them out?

P.S. I am in love with all ur Trigun content, it's one of the first accs that got me into the fandom.

I have more notes in this post detailing the premise of this au but yeah basically there's no bounty or Humanoid Typhoon because after Vash shoots Knives he gets captured and used as energy for the EoM.

Regarding Wolfwood, he doesn't get a bounty after he escapes with Vash. There's wips in my patreon of a comic I was planning on doing where Knives finds them some time later and reveals he allowed them to escape and be free for a while just for fun yada yada. I might finish it someday but who knows I'm deep in the One Piece brainrot atm lol.

AAHHHHHHHHH that's makes me so happy to hear *sobs* I'm glad I was able to inspire you to give this series a chance and thank you so much for liking my work!

[lazybakerart]

Steve wearing Billy’s chain!!! That detail literally just turned me into a mushy pile of emotions! God, I’m in love with that art work!! It’s stunning! And dude, I wish you could see your art as I do! You’re so talented!!

aahhhhhhhhh thank you so much T_____T!! i was so proud of myself for that drawing askdjghaldkjfghf!!!!

[babygirldilf]

when I first watched nhie, I was obsessed with benvi and benvi only, but now that I just finished rewatching it, I found a new love for paxton and devi, but for paxton in particular. I love that ben loves devi just as she is, and I stand by that hc, but I think paxton is growing and that he also loves her. I don't know, I'm just more open-minded to them as a couple now, too, I guess? they are so very sweet together, and as much as I love benvi's enemies to lovers, devi and paxton have such good chemistry, and they appreciate each other and see each other, and I just..... aahhhhhhhhh..... I freaking LOVE this show!!!

[these-are-the-first-steps]

uh oh adam driver's hopping on the pretention train fakesobbing about cell phone use on set, tsk. I guess the reality-disconnected directors and producers he's been working with have finally fucked with him. What a shame.

For context, on a tv/film set, 70% of communication happens on walkie talkie and 30% happens via email and text chains. In fact, phones are so crucial to the job now that it would be insanely hard or even impossible to get a lot of things done now without them. There is a small clutch of rich workers who bitch and moan about increased phone use on set, because they have zero idea of the modern realities of the job and should be relegated to PA work at least once a year for two weeks as a mandatory reality check (and to justly get knocked down several pegs imho). Is there always going to be that one guy playing candy crush off in the corner? Yeah of course that goes for any job. But is there a 95% chance that kid who keeps looking at their phone is getting advanced marching orders via a text chain or following up on an email from the office or elsewhere? Absolutely. Are you going to tell them to toss their phones and NOT do their job? Guess you won't get that fancy water or lunch you like so much, guess you won't make it anywhere on time, guess your higher-pay-than-everyone-else job will subsequently get harder in a ton of different ways! But hey, at least the cell phones are away for the plebs, right? And yet there is a 100% chance of surprised pikachu face when things go badly for you lol

Aahhhhhhhhh what a shame he's turning out this way.... 🫠

[spidey-bie]

MOON RIVER!!! GENIUS!!!!

*kicking a wall violently* Two drifters, off to see the world There's such a lot of world to seeee!!!!! Ansi & Hobie... The multiverse at their fingertips..... in it together.... AAHHHHHHHHH

I am just an individual who has access to Google who grew up listening to songs from the 60s to the 90s because my entire family cannot live without music.

Thank you so much tho. I'm glad you're enjoying the posts so far. ☺️

[megers67]

I know I don't post much but finally binged Good Omens season 2

AAHHHHHHHHH

I think Aziraphale dislikes Hell as a concept because, knowing Crowley before his fall means that he views Hell as what took Crowley away from him. It's not known how or if they actual fought against each other directly during the War that split Heaven and Hell, but Aziraphale would have at least known that he would have had to, or pretend to, if it came down to it. The angel that was his friend. So whenever Crowley talks about Hell being bad, of course he says that! Because Hell is Bad! But Aziraphale, having never asked the questions enough to fully realize Heaven's role in everything, does not see Heaven as anything but good. So it is just natural that he wants to "save" Crowley because he sees Crowley as both the demon he's known for 6000 years and the angel he knew aeons before that.

Crowley, however, sees Aziraphale's offer as a rejection of all the work Crowley put into being who he is now. He clearly has some memories of his angelic life, but not enough for him to feel like it was really HIM. So to make Crowley an angel again feels like a rejection of who he really is. He sees Heaven and He'll as not "Good" and "Bad" but both the same artificial offshoots of the same big structure that he's been fighting against this whole time.

I don't know where I'm going with this but AHHHHHHHHH