#you're drunk

[kply-industries]

"Stairs, am I right?"

[konigs-left-pec]

Match abruptly ended and Shaxx was definitely shouting something super OOC. I was so confused I don't even remember what it was.

[kiyaar]

i'm sorry?? steve quits the tteam and them IMMEDIATELY JOINS SHIELD PAYROLL AND SAYS, OUT LOUD, I'M HERE TO PROTECT ROXXON'S GOVERNMENT ASSETS? HELLO????

[elletromil]

If you ever doubt that tumblr is a mess, i just got a notification that i was mentionned in a post... From 2016

[doraemonfanclub]

Why has no one told me to check the Bounce option in Giski?!? Well there, enjoy this woozy Doraemon. Ouch, it hurts looking at him. Don't try it at home, friends.

[luimagines]

Thank you @pamperedcashew and everyone who got me to 10 reblogs!

[randomcoolname]

Welp, may have fucked up my wrist

[incognito-princess]

Sorry... what? We didn't even have any clouds today... WTF?

"The weather today? I don't know! Sunny thundersnow... I don't know!! Unspecified weather of unspecified severity will probably, most likely, maybe happen at some point, somewhere. What the hell do you want from me?!?!?"- meteorologist at Weather Bug, probably

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing

[argentumcor]

Apparently at this point I've misspelled "some" as "sone" so much that my phone just autocorrects to that.

Sone is a word, it's just it means this: "The sone is a unit of loudness, the subjective perception of sound pressure." Why does my phone hop to this word instead of the much more commonly used "some"? Mysteries of the modern world mutter mutter grumble

[wolfspaw]

[lazylittledragon]

i refuse to believe that boycotting is hard. my favourite thing in the world is ordering maccies after a late night at work/a concert/getting drunk. yes i do miss it sometimes. but the other night i ordered from a small place near my house instead and it was the most orgasmic burger i've ever had in my life. i very rarely say this but fucking suck it up people are DEAD

[joycrispy]

I'm seeing some confusion out and about over the title A Companion to Owls (generally along the lines of 'what have owls got to do with it???'), so I'd like to offer my interpretation (with a general disclaimer that the Bible and particularly the Old Testament are damn complicated and I'm not able to address every nuance in a fandom tumblr post, okay? Okay):

It's a phrase taken from the Book of Job. Here's the quote in full (King James version):

When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness. My bowels boiled, and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me. I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation. I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls. --(Job 30:29)

Job is describing the depths of his grief, but also, with that last line, his position in the web of providence.

Throughout the Old Testament, owls are a recurring symbol of spiritual devastation. Deuteronomy 4:17 - Isaiah 34:11 - Psalm 102: 3 - Jeremiah 50: 39...just to name a few (there's more). The general shape of the metaphor is this: owls are solitary, night-stalking creatures, that let out either mournful cries or terrible shrieks, that inhabit the desolate places of the world...and (this is important) they are unclean.

They represent a despair that is to be shunned, not pitied, because their condition is self-inflicted. You defied God (so the owl signifies), and your punishment is...separation. From God, from others, from the world itself. To call and call and never, ever receive an answer.

Your punishment is terrible, tormenting loneliness.

(and that exact phrase, "tormenting loneliness," doesn't come from me...I'm pulling it from actual debate/academia on this exact topic. The owls, and what they are an omen for. Oof.)

To call yourself a 'companion to owls,' then, is to count yourself alongside perhaps the most tragic of the damned --not the ones who defy God out of wickedness or ignorance, and in exile take up diabolical ends readily enough...but the ones who know enough to mourn what they have lost.

So, that's how the title relates to Job: directly. Of course, all that is just context. The titular "companion to owls," in this case, isn't Job at all.

Because this story is about Aziraphale.

The thing is that Job never actually defied God at all, but Aziraphale does, and he does so fully believing that he will fall.

He does so fully believing that he's giving in to a temptation.

He's wrong about that, but still...he's realized something terrifying. Which is that doing God's will and doing what's right are sometimes mutually exclusive. Even more terrifying: it turns out that, given the choice between the two...he chooses what's right.

And he's seemingly the only angel who does. He's seemingly the only angel who can even see what's wrong.

Fallen or not, that's the kind of knowledge that...separates you.

(Whoooo-eeeeee, tormenting loneliness!!!)

Aziraphale is the companion.

...I don't think I need to wax poetic about Aziraphale's loneliness and grappling with devotion --I think we all, like, get it, and other people have likely said it better anyway. So, one last thing before I stop rambling:

Check out Crowley's glasses.

(screenshots from @seedsofwinter)

Crowley is the owl.

Crowley is the goddamn owl.

[good-to-drive]

[konigsblog]

Loser-König has you refer to him as your stepbrother during sex, a fantasy of his he dreams of re-enacting with you. You've known each other for decades, you wouldn't turn him down now, would you? :(

[dr3adlady]

✨ No True Knight ✨

A rework of one of my earlier works