#i still cant believe it

[sabellart]

happy canonization kalluzeb!!!

[overtake]

2024 Season Unwrapped: Max Verstappen's F1 Year in Gifts

[meowpy]

my wife is back from the 7 year war

[actual-changeling]

i am having a time y'all, my brain is chewing on that one fucking sentence like a dog on a bone, so have some hurt/comfort with a nice dose of angst.

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They aren't talking.

It isn't impossible, even with Aziraphale back in heaven and Crowley in his lonely flat in Mayfair—nothing is impossible, not when they're together—and yet that is the problem, isn't it?

They aren't together. They aren't talking. They could.

Crowley thought about it, although there is little else he thinks about these days. Maybe if he had said more, chosen better words, kissed him earlier, run after him, pulled him back—

Maybe then he'd still be here. Maybe then he wouldn't be alone.

It is the emptiness weighing him down, the silence ringing in his ears, and how does he admit to himself that he misses his voice? His soft words, the stretch of his smile, the speeches about Hamlet and book restoration, about newly discovered cafés and ancient dishes long gone.

Aziraphale had lulled him to sleep more times than Crowley could count, a warm blanket wrapping around his curled-up body on the sofa, sprawling and moving, then calmed by his voice.

They aren't talking, and Crowley can't sleep.

He hears him in his dreams whenever he does, but it isn't his voice. It is twisted, warped, wrong, tainted by the acrid burn of bleach on his tongue, the meaning lost in the hollows where emotions should sit.

Days blur into each other, viscous and opaque, molasses trickling through an hourglass.

Sometimes he is scared he will forget how he sounds.

Sometimes he begs and pleads with his own mind to erase every memory of it, every 'I forgive you', every 'we're not friends', every endearment, every single time he said his name.

They aren't talking, and maybe that's for the better.

He said too much again, didn't he? Always talking too much, spilling the wrong secrets held tight to his chest, asking questions no one wants to answer.

So, after weeks of uninterrupted quiet, he simply stops. Crowley's mouth stays shut, his words chewed up and swallowed, and—on unpleasant occasions—thrown up. There are a myriad of things he wants to say, but there is no one left who might be willing to listen, not anymore.

Maybe there had never been someone to begin with.

They aren't talking. The world is about to end.

Aziraphale reaches for his hand, and he lets him, his fingertips cold, his pulse too quick.

"Crowley," he breathes, tender, reverent, a name said simply so it has been spoken, so it is real.

Crowley does not want to talk—not now, not yet, not when he can practically taste blood and ash on his tongue. With a gentle tug, he frees his hand from his grasp and pulls him into a hug instead.

They aren't talking, so he buries his face in the crook of his neck and breathes, holding and being held, and the haunting silence dissipates. Words are superfluous when there is the sound of his heartbeat, his trembling breaths, their clothes rustling as the embrace grows tighter and tighter.

They aren't talking, but they don't need to, not when Aziraphale cups his face and presses their foreheads together, not when Crowley slides his palm around the back of his neck and nudges their lips together just so.

They are talking—every gasp a word, every touch a phrase, every tear an apology and a promise at once.

They are talking, they aren't talking, they still love—violently, desperately—and the world does not end.

[uzurions]

ENEMIES TO LOVERS BASEBALL PLAYER NATSUSHIN AU IS CANON

[racingcore]

Charles P19 to P8 in half a lap. i guess these are the miracles they talk about which make people believe in god and weep in front of him.

[kantbeloved]

Firsts OST is indeed 4:27 long

[beansnpeets]

Oh my god I forgot to tell you guys!!

Yesterday at the party I was helping unload the dogs and there is one in particular, Lilly, she doesn't like people and she does NOT like me. Only tolerates SDG and loves to run in harness. But yesterday I let her out of the trailer and she seemed confused and a little worried about where she was and she let me touch her!!! I was able to take her by the collar and guide her to the top of the hill where she made the rest of the journey down to get harnessed up for the evening. I have never touched her before. She didn't run from me. She trusted me enough to let her know where she was supposed to go! I am so honoured 😭

[ramons-elevator]

[ferrariprince16]

[butnottxday]

i just rewatched dps for the 3rd time and ARGHH...... WHAT A SILLY MOVIE.... i hate it so much but i also love it so badly. it reminded me how fucked up i am and the way i am sooo freaking bad into this... like... Wow. it really means everything to me, huh. hard to explain, i guess

[desi-pluto]

A Mesaage for my Followers

I'm getting married next week 😅, so I'm going to be less active in the 4-5 months give or take, but I'll still post and reblog fundraisers for Palestine, Sudan, Congo, etc - most of them will be queued though.

UPDATE Oct. 27, 2024: See you all on January 2025 👋🏼

For fundraisers and world events:

Click these hashtags #free palestine 🇵🇸 #world news

#keep eyes on sudan #go fund them

[iceeclaw]

MY GLOOPY VAULT SNAG!!!

Autograph and certificate is really wrinkled but I love it anyway ^^

[nim-arts]

he’s so real for this

[australet789]

Guys, life update: i think im getting a new job. Im very VERY nervous, but this is good for me if everything goes ok.

That means my update schedule of PV is going to be even more sparse (depending on how tired i come back). We will see though, im still aiming to update at least once a month.

[flare-the-pyrowing]

Folks

I just obtained

My very own copy

Of Slay the Princess

I'M SO EXCITED FOR IT TO DOWNLOAD AND TO FINALLY PLAY IT FOR MYSELF AFTER A YEAR :DDDDD