#heaven sent hell away noone sings like you anymore

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A true Dark Knight 💔🙏🎤🎸🎧#no

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A little bit of Kim with Chris jamming, lovin it. He was such a natural front man. But those guys knew their instruments. Rockers with total cred!!!

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This song was so misunderstood, the day I tried to live, when I tried to be a normal wherever or whatever that is... like he says should have stayed in bed

It’s about trying to step out of being patterned and closed off and reclusive, which I’ve always had a problem with. It’s about attempting to be normal and just go out and be around other people and hang out. I have a tendency to sometimes be pretty closed off and not see people for long periods of time and not call anyone. It’s actually, in a way, a hopeful song. Especially the lines “One more time around/Might get it,” which is basically saying, “I tried today to understand and belong and get along with other people, and I failed, but I’ll probably try again tomorrow.” A lot of people misinterpreted that song as a suicide-note song. Taking the word live too literally. “The Day I Tried to Live” means more like the day I actually tried to open up myself and experience everything that’s going on around me as opposed to blowing it all off and hiding in a cave. Chris Cornell: The Rolling Stone Interview by Alec Foege [VIDEO]

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KING CORNELL 👑🎤🎸🥰🙏

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It's just the end of the world 💔😔💔🤘🎼🎸🎶🎤🎼🤘

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90s style Chris 🎸🎤🤘♥️

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So lovely, a beautiful darkness about him... #noonesingslikeyouanymore

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The Angel, the Demon, and the Not-so Holy Ghost

                                                  Chapter One

Thank you to SuperiorDimwit for helping me by editing this chapter!

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Soho, London, 1881

    The sun has just risen over the city, but Aziraphale had never gone to sleep. Rather, he sets down the book he had been rather engrossed in as the sun slips through his dirty windows. With a small sigh, he pushes to his feet and begins his morning routine by putting the kettle on.

Angels needn’t sleep. This was true, and Aziraphale never had seen any reason for sleep. However, he prided himself in a concise morning schedule: put the kettle on, make some bread and jam, enjoy a nice cup of tea while deciding when to open the store for the day- or whether to open at all! He loves the liberty of choice. 

 A gentle smile graces his face as he considers the loaf of bread, just bought the day previous. He slices the first slice. The butt of the bread is viewed differently among different cultures. Some treasure the first slice, others find it beneath them to eat such a piece. For Aziraphale, he couldn’t bear to throw out even a morsel, no matter the meal. Crowley would always flash him a knowing smile, aware of the angel’s concerns, and would always slide his barely touched dish over. Crowley always seemed to know the perfect time to ‘tempt’ him…

 A frown grows and he finds he had long stopped slicing the bread. He sighs, and sets down the knife and allows his hands to unclench. Even as his hands relax, a knot begins in his stomach. He turns away from the bread and intends to cross the kitchen for a deep breath at the window, but freezes at the sight of the book on his countertop. Any previous trace of a smile has long been forgotten as he slowly nears. 

The book seems to be his instruction on the birds of Europe. It is still open, and the only sketch on the page is of a duck. Aziraphale cares not to read what type of duck it is as his fingers trace the sketch. 

‘Do ducks have ears?’ The voice in his head wonders, in that familiar lilt. ‘Must. How would they talk to other ducks?’

Aziraphale’s lips twitch at the thought, but then immediately disappears at the recognition of the voice and the memory drags its burdens along. He slams the book shut much harder than he intends, but merely huffs as he moves the book off the counter. He turns back to the bread, cutting the second slice with much less grace before turning to the jam.

It has been twenty years since his argument with Crowley, and he hasn’t heard from the demon since. As an angel, he shouldn’t worry, let alone about a demon...but Aziraphale has never been very good at angelic things. He ate, he drank, and he worried about demons who he had refused a means of suicide. At the time, he thought it was wise to not give in to Crowley’s request. Now, he wonders if Crowley even existed anymore, or if he had found his own means...oh, he can’t bear to think of it-

The door opens and slams shut, and Aziraphale jumps. Instantly dragged from his brooding, he stiffens and calls. “We’re closed!” 

Now that he thinks about it, the door had been locked…

Catching a breath he didn’t need, he holds it as he creeps around the corner into the shop. This wouldn’t be the first time he’s had to stop his shop from being robbed, he thinks as he gathers his angelic power, but he didn’t think it would ever happen this early. Why it wasn’t even noon yet…

“Aziraphale!” Aziraphale jumps at his name, and whips around, hand poised to defend himself. He freezes, though, as he connects the familiar voice to the face. 

“Gabriel?” He lowers his hand, before hurriedly clasping them behind his back as he clears his throat. “I...I wasn’t expecting you.”

Gabriel waves him off. “Just dropping by for a quick word.” He glances around, “I see you’re still attached to this...mortal collection.”

“The bookshop.” Aziraphale clarifies before nodding. “Yes, it helps establish a cover for me and connects me with many humans-”

“That’s great, Aziraphale.” Gabriel interrupts, sitting down in Aziraphale’s favorite chair. The other angel tries not to make a face at that as his superior relaxes into it. “We need to talk.” 

“What...what about?” Before Gabriel can answer, the kettle begins to whistle shrilly from the kitchen. Gabriel covers his ears and glares. 

“What is that infernal sound?”

“Oh, that’ll be the kettle. I will take care of it.”

Aziraphale bustles off to the kitchen, and hurriedly moves the kettle to a cooler plate on the stove. The kettle quiets, and he reaches up into the cabinet and pulls down two teacups. 

“What is that?” Aziraphale nearly drops a teacup as he whips around to find Gabriel in the doorway, nose wrinkled. 

“Erm, tea.” He places the tea leaves before pouring the hot water. “Would you like a cup?”

The wrinkle in Gabriel’s nose grows and Aziraphale’s smile fades as he sets the kettle down. “Right.”

“Right.” Gabriel agrees, before clearing his throat and crossing the room. “Now about that business…” 

Aziraphale is cornered against the counter as Gabriel towers over him. 

“Normally this would be a mission reserved for angels of…” He decides not to finish that sentence, instead giving him a grin and a chuckle that seems forced. “However, seeing as you are the only unassigned Earth agent, this will be your mission. You need to go to Paris.”

“P-Paris?” Aziraphale stutters out, remembering his last experience in France. That time in the bastille was simply awful, he really had been lucky Crowley had been there… His thoughts break off at the demon’s name and at Gabriel’s sharp look. 

“Yes, Paris. To one of those human...singing places. The unangelic ones. I believe it has something to do with the word Populaire…”

“The Opera Populaire?” Of course, Aziraphale knew of that! Before the French revolution, Aziraphale had taken quite a liking to the opera, especially in Paris. However, it’s been so long since then… “What about the opera?”

“There have been...rumors.” Gabriel raises his eyebrows at that. “The humans have been letting their imaginations run away with them, it seems. Talking of a spirit terrorizing the place, scaring the humans that are there. I’m sure it’s nothing, just a silly story. However, if there is a spirit, then you must stop them. They do not have permission to remain on Earth and must be dealt with accordingly. Do you understand?”

Aziraphale nods. “Just...how exactly am I supposed to find this spirit?”

Gabriel grins and claps a hard hand against his arm. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out. But get to Paris, and stop that spirit.”

With that, Gabriel snaps and disappears. 

“...Right.”

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The next day, Aziraphale finds himself in a train car, watching the world pass him by as he attempts to read. This train would take him to the Channel, where he could take a ferry across, and then another train to Paris. It was much less convenient than a miracle, but he had no doubt Gabriel would consider it ‘frivolous’, especially when he might have greater needs for miracles on this journey. 

Most spirits are content to pass from Earth to the afterlife. After all, they are the souls of humanity, and many have been told of a paradise or of a new life waiting for them. Some got lost on the way, and so angels would be sent to guide them to their judgment, whether it be the paradise of Heaven or the heat of Hell. Those spirits (ghosts, as he learned humans called them) were often apologetic, and pliant the rest of the journey. 

However, there were some who had become attached to Earth. Aziraphale couldn’t necessarily blame them, but everyone had their time to take their leave. He dreads the day, but he would go willingly when called. That’s what these spirits don’t understand. They drag their feet, clinging to a belonging treasured  from their life that is often in the hands of another human, bringing terror to the new owner. Removing those spirits were nasty business: attachments were destroyed, humans were traumatized, and often that earned the spirit a one-way ticket to Hell. The memories and stories of those spirits send a shiver down his spine as he clutches his long-forgotten book between his hands. He may need every miracle and power in his inventory. Who knows if this spirit has simply lost their way, or has no desire to travel to the afterlife at all? 

For the moment, he needs a plan. He needs to sneak into the Opera Populaire himself and see if he can reach out to the spirit, show himself to be a peaceful guide to the afterlife. That will be much harder with humans in the way, and he would rather not force many humans to look the other way. No, that will gather too much attention...

He blinks and suddenly realizes the train has come to a stop. The scent of salt in the air and the muted cry of seagulls turns his attention to see the train station and the docks beyond. His ferry waits for him, and he still has not a single plan. Perhaps he’ll think of something while crossing the Channel.  

“This is my stop.” He says to no one but himself, closing his book and slipping it into his carpetbag. He rises and reaches above his head for his suitcase. With a huff, he grips both bags, and shoulders his way out of the compartment. He hears a gasp of air wrenched from his someone’s lungs and a loud BAM. A cane clatters to the floor, and Aziraphale drops his bags in horror. 

“Oh, my dear boy, I am so terribly sorry!” Aziraphale fumbles for an apology, and instantly bends to grab the cane. Unfortunately, so does the man, and their foreheads collide. Stars dance in front of Aziraphale’s eyes as he winces, both men clutching their heads. “Oh, how clumsy of me.”

“Satan’s sake! This is the last thing I needed this morning!” 

Aziraphale freezes and the man suddenly stops when he finally looks at Aziraphale. 

I know that voice…

 After a pause, as he prays his eyes aren’t deceiving him, Aziraphale’s gaze travels up, meeting the shaded gaze holding what he knows to be snake-like eyes blown wide, just like his own. 

“...Crowley?”

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You're gonna hate me: 6, 7, 9, 10, 12-15, 19, 21-24, 30, 35-39, 47-49, 55-57, 60, 63, 64, 72-75, 81, 82, 91, 96, 97, 100, 107, 110, 111, 113, 114, 119, 125, 128, 129, 133, 135-139, 145, 146, 148-150

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Genuine, funny, caring people who make me laugh and get my sense of humor and make me feel cared for and make my heart full

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? I hope so

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not... really? I mean I’ve never had it, not that high on a priority list for me personally, but yeah nah I have no problem talking about it

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Fem probably, the bff is always at the receiving end of my deep nonsense convos

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now:

Feel it Still by Portugal. The Man

Bottom of the River by Delta Rae

Hold On by ZZ Ward

It’s Tricky by Run DMC

Want You Back by HAIM

The rest behind the cut because omg so so many numbers. I’m sorry for people on mobile

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Y E S

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? idon’tknowher.gif if it exists I’ve never seen one

15. What good thing happened this summer? Um, well the good things are still to come (I’m seeing Green Day in concert in September) but so far my favorite band acknowledged my existence and we have a cute litter of kittens that adopted our house as theirs. Also I’m getting healthier so that’s nice too

19. Do you like bubble baths? Yes. I only like bubble baths. Showers suck

21. What are you bad habits? I have an addictive personality so I get hooked on things really easily, most of the time not healthy. I also stay up way too late if that’s considered a habit

22. Where would you like to travel? Wherever my friends live. And Italy

23. Do you have trust issues? Yes

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? The morning, especially when I’m home alone and it’s just me making my breakfast with my music up super loud and I get to sing as loud as I want and then I eat and catch up on my shows. It’s the most peaceful time. From noon-3pm is prime me time, the best time of day

30. Do you ever want to get married? Maybe if I find the right person but it’s not super important to me atm

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? Music. Though that’s a tough choice

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Oh yes. Absolutely

37. What do you say during awkward silences? Nothing, silences are only awkward if you make them awkward. I personally love sitting with people in silence and I’ve been told I have a calming presence so silences aren’t awkward

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Someone caring and funny and makes me happy and knows how to make me feel better with just their presence

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Places I can afford. Also Target, and any “nerdy” store

47. Have you ever been high? Yes, but not like you think, like I’ve been in the hospital and on painkillers so that kind of high

48. Have you ever been drunk? Noooo never ever. I come from a family of alcoholics so I touch alcohol as little as possible

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? No? I mean I’d like my family to not see how sappy I am with my datemate because they don’t necessarily know I’m queer as hell so I don’t want them to know that but like something bad? No

55. Favourite blog? Um. Idk. All my friends? Is that a cop out? Probably but I really only come to this hellsite for my friends since we share fandoms and content

56. Favourite colour? Purple and neon orange

57. Favourite food? The beef souvlaki from my favorite greek restaurant

60. Ever won a competition? For what? I used to win a lot of awards for grades and stuff in school but competitions? No. I never competed for anything

63. Ever been in love? Yes. Absolutely and it’s wonderful

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? Well my boyfriend at the time and I were in sixth grade and he sent his friend up to me at the end of the day to ask if I would kiss him and my gay ass was like *shrug* sure and so I did in front of my bus because he walked me there and his lips were super dry and chapped and he smelled like farm and the next day he sent the same friend up to ask me if I would “french kiss him” and I immediately said “no and please tell him I don’t want to go out with him anymore” 

72. What colour are your towels? Purple

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? Two

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Not with but I have a bunch close by

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? Well I used to have a ton but now I only have my favorite 20 or so scattered through out my room

75. Favourite animal? kiwi birds, raccoons, and capybaras

81. Favourite tv show? Adam Ruins Everything, Wynonna Earp, Underground, Sweet Vicious, Crazy Ex Girlfriend...... I watch a lot of shows so it’s impossible to pick just one.... 

82. Favourite movie? Alto (please watch this movie), I Can’t Think Straight, DEBS, Pleasantville, Pitch Perfect, Guardians of the Galaxy, Wonder Woman. I have a lot of favorites.......

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? Yes, always (spoiler: it’s usually my mom)

96. Favourite actress? Jessica de Gouw, Jessica Chastain, and Ruth Negga

97. Favourite actor? Idris Elba

100. How are you feeling? Terrible. Like really awful. Life is terrible

107. Have you ever been on a horse? No. Horses scare me. I’d like to ride one one day but I’m terrified of them

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Hahahaha yes

111. Do you have trust issues? Yes. We covered this

113. What was your childhood nickname? Well I had a few. My uncle used to call me Eggy because that’s what I called myself when I was a wee babe, so he called me Eggy until I was in my teens. My aunt still calls me Megamoo when she sees me. My friends in school used to call me Eg. All of those nicknames I hate and only just started becoming okay with people calling me Meg

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? I walked to Canada by accident once but other than that I have literally never been out of the immediate area. The furthest I’ve gone is Rochester and just over the border into Canada. Someone please come take me away from here

119. Favourite book? 11.22.63 (Please please please please read this book. It changed me as a person and I have literally never loved a book more than I love that one) The Stand, The Dark Tower books (aka my personal Harry Potter series)

125. Do you believe in true love? Maybe? Idk it’s hard to say but yeah I think I do

128. Would you change your name? No. It took a long time but I finally like my name

129. What your zodiac sign? Taurus and yes I am the literal definition of that sign

133. Favourite lyrics right now? “Your kisses are poison and all your words are treason” Cold Day in Heaven by Delta Rae (I have a lot of favorite lyrics but for some reason those are the ones that have been stuck in my head for weeks, it’s not even my favorite song??

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? Omg don’t make me do this. I was in fourth grade and I once told my mom that a friend’s mom said she didn’t want me playing with her daughter anymore because I didn’t like the girl (she was a mean girl) and didn’t know how to be direct??? So instead of just saying “mom this girl is mean and I don’t want to play with her anymore” I told my mom that the girl’s mom told me to stop playing with her daughter. She still believes it to this day and I hate that I can’t take it back

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Open because it’s too fucking hot

137. How tall are you? 5′3″

138. Curly or Straight hair? On me? Straight

139. Brunette or Blonde? Brunette (assuming you’re talking about my hair color)

145. Tea or Coffee? Both. Coffee in the morning, tea at night

146. Was today a good day? No. Not even a little bit but I did finish a super fucking long power point about Dr Who for the bff today and discovered another one I made about The Dark Tower and I’m really proud of them so if anyone wants to see what I wasted my day on let me know and I’ll send you the link

148. What’s your favourite quote? Top ten because I love quotes

“Life is tough, but darling so are you” 

“The man in black fled across the desert and the gunslinger followed”

“There is a battle of two wolves inside us. One is evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, lies, inferiority and ego. The other is good. It is joy, peace, love, hope humility, kindness, empathy and truth. The wolf that wins is the one you feed”

“Stay afraid, but do it anyway”

“...stupidity is one of the two things we see most clearly in retrospect. The other is missed chances.”

“But I believe in love, you know; love is a uniquely portable magic. I don’t think it’s in the stars, but I do believe that blood calls to blood and mind calls to mind and heart to heart.”

“Life turns on a dime. Sometimes towards us, but more often it spins away, flirting and flashing as it goes: so long, honey, it was good while it lasted, wasn’t it?”

“The place where you made your stand never mattered. Only that you were there...and still on your feet.”

“A person can't change all at once.”

“I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.I aim with my eye.I do not shoot with my hand; he who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.I shoot with my mind.I do not kill with my gun; he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his father.I kill with my heart.”

And a bonus: “Go then, there are other worlds than these.”

149. Do you believe in ghosts? No

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “If that guy Sam comes up to me and puts his arm around me and calls me “Buddy” one more time, I’m gonna complain.”  -Postcards From the Edge by Carrie Fisher

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Gawjusness 💗👑

😍 that smile!! 💓💓

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That smile ♥️♥️

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Chris, Matt, Kim and Hiro, this is fuvkn awesome Soundgarden Forever 🤟♥️

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Beautiful soul 💯💗😍

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I feel so proud reading this.his voice was something else.. were you even real?!😍💗♥️

Like a Stone

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Audioslave

Released: 2002

It's Rage Against the Machine meets Soundgarden! It's incredible. Tom Morello is my favourite riff writer of all time and Chris Cornell is one of the finest vocalists in music to ever exist. This album is full of iconic riffs such as 'Cochise' and 'Show Me How To Live' but I've gone for a song which send shivers through me every time I listen to it. It's sadly another reminder of a man who had his struggles and took his own life. We can never thank these musicians enough for what they give to the world.

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Hope ya get a smile. Couldn't see any with Soundgarden, and boy, I said boy... that's not on!!!😁👍🏻💯

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A feeling of euphoria like it will rain a sweet sunshower. .♡♡♡◇◇