#ugh it's just crazy to me how he's like this to me

[joejhang]

tgr spoilers !!!

ive JUST finished it it is 2am where i am rn these r my very incoherent and chaotic first thoughts:

canon jeandrew interaction SAVE ME the way they talk about neil makes me sick god GOD

the interview...everything surrounding it...hannah bailey when i catch u...

FUCKBOY JEREMY KNOX YOU OWN ME GOD HE'S ACTUALLY HHHHHHH

jeremy i'm sorry i was truly TRULY unfamiliar with your game

reading this like: oh jeremy gets BITCHES (leo, faser, elias, the sheldon guy???, mystery guy with the shirt and cologne, dexter...this is getting out of hand)

NEIL...get UP my baby bunny GET UP GIRL

sorry but the image of neil getting his ribs bashed in and curling up on the floor of the court in a ball...like that's my shayla...that's my bunny rabbit what the fuck ru doing to him....

grayson's dead WHO ELSE CHEERED

kevjean...oh they make me sick they make me SO SO SICK the way they interact with each other...there's so much flavour oh god

kevin being like "did u actually read any of the trojans' articles or where u too busy staring at jeremy's photos-" and jean elbowing him to shut him up KEVJEAN YOU ARE SO DEAR TO ME

kevin defending jean to the press YEP YEP I KNEW IT WHAT DID I FUCKING SAYYYYY

wow jer's backstory is even MORE fucked up and messy than i thought

that MESSY AHH ravens v foxes game...andrew's broken CLAVICLE god i was shaking

INSANE jerejean scene when they were getting ready for the banquet absolutely INSANE

jeremy lore goes CRAZY

andrew and his insanely acute gaydar...how i love you

andrew asking jean if grayson touched neil...andreil you make me so sick so insanely unwell about them

kevin and andrew not knowing abt neil's little visit to jean is SO funny to me

NEIL STILL BEING A LOUDMOUTHED LITTLE SHIT TO THE PRESS UGH I LOVE YOU SO

"fuck what i deserve. what about what i want?" modern poetry. to me.

jean beating bryson's ass...laila was SO real for being like that was so sexy...as a lesbian too...real asf

more of jeremy being a piece of shit please i love it so much jean was right it makes him SO much more interesting

kandrew and kevneil still going strong

jerejean is absolutely insane in this book like...it would be less obvious if they kissed tbh

"give me a name. i will kill him." GO FERAL JEAN GO FERAL GOD HE IS. SO FINE.

the way jean staring at annalise left a bad taste in MY mouth asw, jer real asf for getting jealous

jabberwocky moreau you are MINE

"why can't you fuck someone who respects you?" wow. what do i even say to that. wow.

teenage dirtbag jeremy is real and dear to me. sneaking into his ex-situationship's house through the window??? jumping down and stealing his mother's roses??? he's so sexy i'm sorry

JEAN you are HEALING how i love this man

"he's handsome. the dog is cute, too." AHHH RENEE I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU

i like how the "spicy scenes" in this book were literally all just jer's hookups with random guys every five chapters or so

service top jeremy...he's like...always on my mind

jeremy CLOCKING kevjean so fast was crazy to me and kevin clocking jerejean asw...the trio we didn't know we needed

cody noticing the way jean says jeremy's name had me CRYING they were so real for that

cody and jean the best duo ever methinks

i like how every time jean thinks of jeremy in a romantic way he immediately backtracks and is like "let's not think about this"

"emotional procrastination" is one of the funniest terms i've ever heard

jean kissing cat's temple...he makes me violently, violently ill

jeanneil save me...i will always come back to you...

will not be recovering any time soon do not attempt to contact me

[raikirikiri]

anbu tattoos remain one of my favorite things in naruto purely because they’re like a sign of ownership. anbu ninja are tools moreso than than the normal shinobi of their village. so much so that the village marks them with a signature that everyone recognizes. and even when that anbu—that tool—is allowed to rest, manages to leave anbu ranks, or dies, they remain branded by the village that owns them. they don’t truly escape, they can always be called on again because a tool does not have feelings, it does not have choices, it’s only made to be utilized by those who know how to wield it.

anyway. anbu is so fucked up and minato…i love minato but the illusion that he’s a pure little guy who’s a wife guy and a little shy nerd is crazy. he saw kakashi, someone he’s seen grow up, someone he’s guided and taught, some he’s supposed to care for. and he thought, ah yes, i need to keep you close to me. how best to do it? perfect! you are now forever marked as an asset to me and the village! and he does it with what he assumes to be love in his heart.

and i’m not saying this is a good or a bad thing, the morality of minato’s choices within the context of the story is nothing entirely out of the ordinary, but the way in which he’s portrayed, how we see him and his demeanor… it’s all very much a sweet facade to mask what’s hidden underneath. he’s twisted and calculated and ugh, i love him. because he genuinely thinks he’s doing the best thing he can by kakashi and also by the village. kakashi is talented. he has a sharingan and he’s vulnerable. of course minato wants to help but he also sees an opportunity and he strikes. now they have kakashi of the sharingan in their highest ranks, and he won’t ever be able to escape the duty instilled in him. not unless he becomes a nukenin but everyone knows by that point that kakashi is so indoctrinated, the thought of leaving never crosses his mind.

and then minato dies. and kakashi is still a tool. his feelings should not affect his use. but they do. and for the first time…

kakashi of the sharingan, anbu hound, thinks maybe… leaving the village might be a good idea. if not to get away from everything. he can’t be a good tool if he’s rusty and broken. he can fix himself, he can he can. he doesn’t want to keep breaking over and over again. it hurts it hurts it hurts and the village never puts him back together the right way and for once he just wants to feel whole.

so when kakashi disappears, it’s quiet. it’s full of guilt. ashy tongue, scratchy throat, tears in his eye, and aches in his joints. but he leaves because he needs to be whole to be useful again. but it hurts. it’s not right. he’s not supposed to feel this way. he’s a tool he’s a tool he’s a tool. a weapon. an extension of the village’s wide reach. he almost can’t bear it. he throws up bile all night, on the verge of returning and getting on his knees and begging for forgiveness. he didn’t mean it, he’s sorry he just wants to be better. to feel better.

he doesn’t return that night if only because he can’t make himself get up. his body weak and feverish. he’ll go back the next day.

but he doesnt. he feels better the morning after. only a little bit but it’s enough. maybe he can take care of himself. he can mend his wounds, tighten the loose screws, clean off the rust and dirt. he can do it.

and for every day he stays away, he feels better. more whole. he’s still a shinobi. he does odd jobs when he can but mostly, he takes to helping out villages in need. he likes to help out on different farms, it feels right to him, like something in his muscle memory. he’ll also help with construction if needed, anything that uses his hands in a thoughtful, meaningful manner is good. it makes him feel good.

he likes being a shinobi, he thinks. it doesn’t feel quite right when he says that anymore. but he loves the way it feels when he builds something instead of destroying it. when he uses chakra to make the kids in all the villages he visits eyes light up with joy and wonder. he loves using katon for fires that create. he loves it he loves it he loves it.

it takes time to learn what he’s feeling, and the ever remaining guilt and shame linger in his chest when he remembers that’s he’s supposed to just be a tool and he has to return back to his wielder at some point. but for a long time, years even, kakashi lets himself be something else. something that feels close to human and he thinks he can put off going home a little longer.

[safeturnip]

man, I love beating people up (in a video game, in a video game—)

words: 594

characters: GoodTimesWithScar, GeminiTay, Skizzleman, ImpulseSV, Grian

summary: While waiting for a ghost to show up, Scar and the rest of his team have a discussion about a video game.

prompt: playful

(written for @mcyt-soulmate-sweepstakes !)

AO3 link

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“Hey, do any of you remember that one video game,” Gem said, out of the blue, “where you just swing your remote around like a crazy person beating everyone else up with your sword until you won the game?” They’d been waiting for a job to come in, and Gem had been staring at the bulletin board with her arms crossed like she could will a haunting into existence with the force of her gaze.

Scar laughed, turning away from where he’d been poking at the radio on the desk. “Oh, I loved that game as a child.” He still had fond memories of himself and Cub, during the sun-drenched months when school was out, sitting a foot away from the TV and shouting at each other while their characters on screen whaled on each other with Star Wars–esque glowing swords. “Unrestrained summer fun.”

The clang of a basketball hitting the rim of the net did nothing to hide Skizz’s cackle. “I used to tie the strap around my wrist and windmill the controller,” he said, his voice drifting down from the second-floor loft. He had to shout a little to be heard over the music pouring out of the radio. Skizz added, “That was my guaranteed method to winning the game” 

“Uh, it wasn’t that simple, Skizz,” Impulse said indignantly, turning away from where he’d been buying them gear to glare up in Skizz’s direction. “It required poise, patience, and accuracy. Not just randomly flailing around and hoping you hit someone.” 

“You say that, but you’ve never won a single game against me.” 

“The duality of man,” Grian murmured, seemingly to himself, but Scar still heard him over the sounds of Skizz and Impulse arguing and Gem’s laughter at them. Grian was hunched over a glass case, flipping a UV light in his hand and trying to get it to land right-side up. Scar was distantly reminded of people flipping their water bottles in fancy tricks, and the resulting mess of water spraying all over the place. Not that he was speaking from experience. Obviously. 

“Maybe we should play that game together sometime,” Scar mused, and received one gleeful Yes, Scarface! and three No!’s at varying levels of vehemence. Grian even accidentally slapped his UV light to the ground from the force of his refusal. 

“Okay, jeez!” said Scar, putting his hands up in surrender. “Just a suggestion.” 

“Genuinely,” Gem said, leaning her shoulder against the bulletin board, “I think one of us would end up real-life dead in less than an hour.” 

“That’s where the fun comes from, Gemstone,” Skizz said, making his way down the stairs. Gem shook her head at him, but an affectionate smile tugged at her mouth. Impulse moved away from the shop to knock his knuckles against Skizz’s shoulder. He opened his mouth, most likely to playfully rag on Skizz some more, but the sound of a notification going through the lobby cut him off. There was a ghost the team needed to investigate. 

“Ugh, finally,” Grian said, straightening, leaving his flashlight behind on the case as he walked over to the bulletin board. Scar wheeled away from the radio without turning it off, taking a spot at Gem’s side, while Impulse and Skizz drifted over to her other side. The five of them appraised the board, silently going over the details of their case: the location, how dangerous the ghost appeared to be, what gear they had loaded on the van. 

Impulse clapped his hands together, startling everyone out of their thoughts. “Ready up!”

[menlove]

What do you make of the infamous hunter davies phone call? Paul does not come off well at all so I do think it was meant to be private. Not that I think Paul would be tell Hunter that he & John did hand stuff or whatever regardless but I do think he truthfully has no idea what had John so upset w him so I agree I don’t think there was some big rejection in India (but then wtf is that get back scene) or elsewhere but I do think John seems driven by some hurt “the wound” as Lindsey-Hogg called it

ugh that phone call i hate it so much like he really wanted all that kept private & it's soooo one-sided like we don't see anything davies said, where he was leading him or not, what he was cutting out... it's just not good journalism, first off, but it's also just so disrespectful

but for the content like....... i think he was really twisted up and in a bad place. it was what, barely 3 months out from john's death? i don't really take Anything he said in that interview at face value like even if he had said "me and john used to fuck like rabbits" in it i would take it with a grain of salt lmao

but anyway re the wound...

i think it's important to note again that these are all fragments of what he said and not like professionally recorded- just written down while they were on the phone.

but i do think there were a lot of things that hurt john about the way paul had been behaving for years (& vice versa) that have nothing to do with their potential sexual/romantic relationship on the surface but i think it was all sort of tangled up. songwriting, friendship, sex- same thing, in what started as a great way and ended up pretty disastrous.

when john talks about the things paul did that pissed him off, he tends to bring up things like this incident w eleanor rigby:

and then naturally w the divorce he tends to bring up the money aspect, paul announcing the break by releasing mccartney and that whole scheduling conflict, paul's treatment of yoko & john's relationship...

i think what's Most Likely, to me, is that:

things started to strain around '65 with john & george doing lsd together and paul turning them down (& them subsequently being dicks to him about it And going off to write she said she said together, which is as far as i know the first time either paul or john actively wrote with someone else like that).

'66 brought the end of touring, john's increasing reliance on lsd to cope, being separated for months for the first time in years when john filmed how i won the war, paul working on the family way (which john later said was hurtful), and paul settling into the sort of "swinging london life" while john was stuck in the suburbs with a family. i think they were, for once, doing things very separately. they had separate lives, when they'd been joined at the hip since at least hamburg. john even later referred to it as them "living together" (in the context of, he lived with paul so he wrote with paul, he lives with yoko so he writes with yoko).

'67 just continued that snowball of Bad bc while they were very close for sgt pepper's, you also have brian dying and paul just continuing to push them all to work on mmt. and i can only imagine the types of insensitive things he was doing similar to that eleanor rigby account without realizing they were hurtful. it's also when john & cynthia's relationship was really starting to deteriorate. paul also proposed to jane in december.

'68 ofc had india, but i GENUINELY do not think anything super crazy happened there. i think they were sober for the first time in ages, meditating for hours on end, and just Thinking. with everything that came before it, i wouldn't be shocked if part of that thinking was about their relationship and where it was going and the beatles in general. the get back scene really reads waaaay too light-hearted to me to be indicative of any serious issues- they're smiling and joking around and paul at Most seems a lil uncomfortable that john's bringing this up in public. which just honestly makes me think that if that Was referencing them fucking, it was just a regular thing. and john was maybe bringing it up to try and poke a bit at that close relationship they had lost along the way. i think paul leaving early did probably set off his abandonment issues a bit, even if it was pre-planned, but i don't think enough to "hurt him worse than anyone ever has"

the rest of '68........ shit was a mess. you have john leaving cynthia for yoko, the cursed apple nyc trip, john & yoko staying with paul (which REALLY would not have happened if there was some huge rejection that made john hate paul), paul doing enough coke to kill a fucking whale, francie, jane & paul splitting, paul meeting linda and getting serious with her, the white album disaster, john starting to rely on yoko as a creative partner where he hadn't let anyone else in before like that aside from paul... just a nightmare all around and i think they probably, if they had a sexual relationship, let it fall to the wayside around this time. they're both busier, they're both in relationships they're actually sort of committed to now, they're growing up, etc.

but by '69, with get back specifically, there's a ton of tension there ofc- but they're still joking around and close and loving in a way that doesn't jive with the wound being some big argument i don't think. i think whatever happened, it happened unsaid. which leads to both of them being hurt, neither of them knowing how badly they hurt the other person, paul scrambling to figure out what he possibly did wrong to hurt john more than anyone in his life... like, to him, in this scenario here i find most likely, it would've just been a slow and meandering end to their relationship, sexual or otherwise, that culminated in john asking for a divorce and then everyone freaking out when he was the one to make that official. so it wouldn't fit with john saying he hurt him more than anyone. for john, i think he'd started feeling terrified as early as '65 that paul was going to leave him- paul was better than him (gotta love yesterday), paul didn't need him, paul was thriving in london while he was stuck in his house depressed and high, etc etc. all these god awful thoughts that only came true, in his view, when paul just let him go. i think john wanted a fight and i think paul thought that handling things peacefully would save the relationship. i don't think either of them really got each other at all, in that instance, and it fucked them.

[luvhughes43]

2 hands on me | blake hughes au

[blake hughes au]

summary: blake & nico go to a tate mcrae concert <3

blake.hughes posted !

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blake.hughes miss possessive ❤️‍🔥

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nicohischier 🐆

nicohischier You're everything ♥️

tatemcrae ur so hot

blake.hughes bye ily

madisonbeer ugh love u guys

blake.hughes im omw to u next baby

user21 youre so brave i'd literally never take my bf to one of tates concerts

user06 lolll i was gonna say the same thing but i actually saw some videos of the two of them at the concert on twitter and nico didnt look away from blake ONCE. shes got no need to worry

user74 taking my bf to a tate mcrae concert is like, my worst nightmare actually

blake.hughes u guys need better boyfriends im ngl

user39 whats nicos fav song off the album

blake.hughes 2 hands by far

as the lights of the arena dimmed and the chorus of shouts surrounding the couple - blake and nico - ignited, blakes mind shifted to her instagram comments. i would never take my boyfriend to a tate concert... they'd said in various writings. it wasnt something blake had even thought about - not going somewhere on account of her boyfriends eyes wandering. maybe in the past she'd have questioned it - with other guys when she was a little more insecure and when the relationships were rocky. but her and nico have been strong ever since they'd began being honest with each other after a disastrous - albeit hot - few months of sneaking around and lying with one another.

"you okay?" nico asks, leaning his head forward as he moves to stand behind blake. his hands slide up to her shoulders and he massages with ease, sliding his fingers over her collar bone comfortingly.

blake hums as a happy weight settles in her stomach. it felt good knowing that she didnt have to worry.

"just excited," she smiles back at him, tossing her hair over her shoulders and effectively stopping his massage. "thank you for getting us tickets," she leans back, tilting her back and puckering her lips to let him know just what she wants.

he kisses her quickly, not because he wants to get it over with but because the opening to miss possessive rings out through the speakers and nico knows whats about to happen.

"no seriously!" blake shouts with the crowd, "keep your hands off my man!"

it drives him crazy honestly... any time she sings that song. how quickly she snapped into character and how confident she grew as her voice got louder. his chest ached with pride as she mouthed up at him about how she wanted nobody else to look at him. he loved her bad.

as blake screams her heart out with the crowd nico quietly sings along - more focused on watching blake to pay attention to the lyrics... although he already knows them by heart because of the sheer amount of times blake blasts tates music throughout their apartment.

"yes, i'm miss possessive!" blake sings, leaning back into nicos hold. he takes the opportunity to slide his hands from her shoulders to sit comfortably on her waist. "pretty girl gon' learn your lesson," she continues, placing her own hands on top of nicos to keep his there - right where she likes them.

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just a lil something��� lmk what u think because i havent written in so long and i geniunely feel washed. love u ok bye

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[werewolfdog]

aka the list of what M have done + said to or for me so far, making me mentally unwell:

Often asks me if I'm doing better or especially if I'm okay.

Constantly giving me health based advices / suggestions. He always tell me not to when he sees me scratching my face or rubbing my eyes. He also usually tells me to be careful when I'm doing something " risky " ( e.g. being on a ladder ).

Easily smiles and / or laughs around or because of me. He's so easily amused with me for some reason.

Had fixed my hat for me when I was trying to adjust it over my eyepatch.

Occasionally gives me snacks from the workplace cabinet. He had given me candies on Lunar New Year and the last few on the next day.

Quick to notice something that I wear and compliment, as he's the only coworker who would; he often says " [ it's ] cute " regarding what I do or wear.

Sometimes ask me if I had lunch yet. Usually on Friday when he / we make for the clients and ourselves, he'd prepare the lunch meal for me and give me utensils.

Offered to build a snowman with me and after this one that we made got buried with more snow, he had told a coworker that we could build another together. He also said I was amazing after we finished building a snowman.

Suddenly got me a thick icicle in the near length of my arm after he saw me staring at them out from the window and I told a client I wanted to hold one; keep in mind, he took one while being in 35cm+ of snow.

Tends to pat me on the shoulder or arm when getting my attention or out of comfort.

Tried to search for Sol's and my heart shaped gemstone through the deep snow that I lost in them at the front of the group home, even when I told him it's fine.

Gave me a nod of approval and thumbs up ( which I found was silly ) when I cleared a near fight between two clients.

Doesn't let me do a lot of responsibilities or extra work. He doesn't like I'd help more than I should and would make sure I'm being fair with myself.

Encouraged me to continue my hobbies and don't push them aside.

Gives me a lot of lifehood / careerhood based lectures. He had told me he knows I'm a hard worker, after I made that statement, and I'm on the right path in terms of my career and life— few minutes after he said people in this healthcare / psychology field won't praise me.

[cementcornfield]

https://www.tumblr.com/cementcornfield/763062468636524544

this is so long im sorry but i cant stop watching ts:

what’s so crazy to me is he stopped for joe!!! he was deadset on running straight to the stands for his dad barely pausing for a celly hand smack with yoshi but stopped!!! because hurricane bunny joe literally slammed his entire torso to his head!!!! and helmet bonked and everything!!!!!! ofc he had to yell something like lets fucking go joe or smtg to his qb who threw him the ball like!!!

in my head:

joe slams his helmet to jamarr like he’s aiming to mold their entire beings together. if they werent wearing helmets hed straight up smack a kiss even platonically. he’s yelling mouth wide open i don’t even think he’s saying words 😭 after jamarr hands the ball to his dad joes waiting in the sidelines for a calmer pinky shake and some actual words i am actually crying a bit at this

chase b and yoshi seeing jamarrs attention completely taken by an out-of-his-mind joe they promptly turn a 180 and leaving them to it 😭

god joe SLAMMED that shit (his own head) to jamarrs head // bunny hopping whenever his wr/rb/te make an insane play i love them your honor

the way joe jumps up one last time after landing the first time lorddd. the way jamarr stutters into a stop when he notices joe zooming at him and leaping up too in response but he's a beat late because joes already up in the air slamming his chest to his head so hard he's turned around and they're just staring a at each other in exhilaration before joe stalks forward to slam his helmet to jamarrs my godd you two

something so intimate about pressing your helmets together……inches between them with metal bars the only thing keeping your faces being pressed against one another…….you look forward and you see his eyes completely……….you breathe in and you smell him you breathe out and you’re pushing air to his face…….he yells out your name and its bass boosted in the space between you both and the press of the padding against your ears………youre walking in time with him in one direction but your eyes stay rooted to his and your helmet is still pressed against his………sports man sports………..

sorry thank you bye 😭

anon. anon. holy shit this is so fucking amazing oh my god. like you NAILED the entire description and all the feelings associated with it wow wow wow!!!

i didn't even think about the fact that he's running to the stands to get the ball to his dad as quick as possible but then he sees joe running FULL FORCE at him so he has to (very happily) deal with that situation! yoshi and chase noticing at the same time and deciding they are NOT going to try to get involved lmaoo

"god joe SLAMMED that shit (his own head)" is killing me hahahahaha. and i mean he really really did!!! just completely overcome with emotion and feeling/expressing everything physically because it's all just instinct taking over! truly the extreme of they don't need words! like they both understand each other perfectly here (even if they didn't quite sync up the jumps lmao)

and the beat they take where they're just staring at each other in exhilaration and joe's like, i'm not quite done, let me slam this shit "like he’s aiming to mold their entire beings together"oh my god anon you worded that SO perfectly 😭😭

and ja'marr was just giddy with everything. with the TD with the incredible play and 3 (three!!) broken tackles. i hope you see the slow mo i just posted of ja'marr's giant grin and his eyes closed just flinging himself into joe. the trust the joy the intimacy!!! they drive me CRAZY!!!!

[disposal-blueeee]

doodles

edgar vargas and squee by johnen vasquez

scriabin by zarla-s

[confoodles]

Does anyone else feel like Aylinluna was horribly out of character this episode?? I've heard that apparently some things were cut, so that might be the reason but it still felt weird. Like ur telling me Luna, who has literally been so respectful of Aylin's boundaries literally even last episode, is suddenly forcing her to go out of her comfort zone?? Okay, fine, I understand the concept of wanting ur gf to get along with ur friends, but ur telling me Luna wouldn't stand up for Aylin when someone is clearly getting in her face and making her uncomfortable?? That she would call her an ALIEN??!!!

[odo-apologist]

Me enjoying a rewatch of a Red Dwarf episode, having a good time: 🙂

My traitorous brain: Hey, this scene takes place away from Red Dwarf and Starbug, Lister probably doesn't remember it after M-Corp

Me: 😧

[p4nishers]

random hc but. crowley being a plague doctor in the 16th/17th century bc he's supposedly "tempting people into death" but he can never, ever bring himself to actually do that so he ends up soothing their pain as best as he can and comforting them in their last moments. one night, after he held a little girl's hand as she passed away, he sits down at the banks of the river thames, with his plague mask discarded on the dirt, and he starts out over the water with tears in his eyes, wondering what the fuck is actually the point? it's not the first time he's asked himself the question nor the first plague he witnessed but, here, now after personally witnessing hundreds of deaths every day, he really wonders what actually is the point of him? why does he exist and why should he keep existing. why does he get to live when so many others don't? how is that fair? how is any of it fair? that's how aziraphale finds him, as he just got back from an assignment somewhere or other and hears crowley is in town, so he discreetly looks for him and finds him there, sitting in the dirt, now with his head in his hands, his shoulders silently shaking and is obviously immediately worried but doesn't know how to comfort him or what's allowed so he just sits beside crowley and watches him try to pull himself together. aziraphale's heart breaks, he put what happened together from the mask and the robes and he obviously knows about the bubonic plague but was convinced it was hell's doing and couldn't have even imagined crowley was out there everyday, helping people under the guise of hurting them. is he surprised? no, of course not but it still hurts to see crowley like this. but he's afraid to cross their unspoken rules so he quietly waits crowley out. he watches the water and doesn't dare look at crowley as he lifts his head and takes a few shaky breaths in. after a few minutes of breathing, crowley croaks out "her name was mary" and nothing else, and aziraphale understands, god he understands. it's one of the things they never speak about after it happens but aziraphale can't forget the night he sat with crowley for hours, till the sun came up, as he cried about a death of one little girl. he holds it close to his chest and never, ever forgets.

[lemongogo]

why do i love the conflict more than anything else . the misery . the incompatibility that spreads like oil slick . wanting so desperately for resolution that never comes . hmmm

[roseandgold137]

sometimes I’m chill with my brother and then he goes and reminds me why I am so disappointed in him. What do you mean you’re racist anti immigrant sexist transphobic and homophobic. AND ableist. Like my god dude. And we were raised in the same house? And you’re the same boy that I taught how to climb the stairs when we were small?

[spanishinfluenza]

The knife shakes. The air throbs with the blood.

"God, help me."

A Rope In Hand

[as-rare-as-trees]

Me, working on an actual "serious" artpiece: ahah I'll just mess around, sketch and leave it unclean and messy

Also me, working on a meme artpiece: well, I shall do a fully rendered colored piece, or else

[girlivealwaysbean]

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