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of all my content to get me thrown into the dark realm i can't believe it was the short man who did it
#anonymous#rip#in jail for chilchuck crimes#will i ever be redeemed#who's to say really#i honestly hope this is true this would be so fucking funny lol#based#anon is so real for this#i miss u come back pls#fala replies#a e i o queue
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I put together a transcript of that scene from episode 6 as a writing/meta resource. Notes and descriptions are my own, but the dialogue is transcribed as faithfully as I can.
Metatron: (with the slight undercurrent of a threat in his tone)
“Right, it’s just you and me, Aziraphale, eh? I think we need to have a bit of a chinwag? Don’t you?
Aziraphale: (nervous, but firmly)
“I don’t believe there’s anything left to be said. I’ve made my position quite clear.
Metatron:
“Yeah, well, I brought you a coffee from the shop.”
(a surprised, mistrustful glance from Aziraphale)
“It’s an oat milk latte with a hefty jiggle of almon syrup.”
Aziraphale: (nervous smile)
“You brought me a coffee?”
Metaton: “Are you going to take it?”
Aziraphale: (Takes it, with trepidation, looking at it as though it's a test he's expecting to fail.) Shall I?
Metatron: (weirdly intense) “Drink it? (scoffing) Of course! I’ve ingested things in my time you know”.
Aziraphale:
“It’s.. ooh... it’s very nice.” (putting on a smile... )
Metatron: "Jolly well hope so. Well, we have things to talk about. “
(Aziraphale’s face immediately falls)
“Shall we take a little stroll?
Aziraphale:
Um...
(He looks back to Crowley for reassurance)
Crowley: (*nonchalant) Mm. Go on. They can’t get any weirder.
Aziraphale is escorted out by the Metatron while tense music plays, he seems like a man headed for the gallows. As soon as Aziraphale’s back is turned Metatron looks back at Crowley with a menacing stare - it’s unclear if Crowley notices.
*the nonchalance is possibly feigned. This interaction stuck me as very odd. Aziraphale’s voice, his body language are all telegraphing fear - or at least unease - and Crowley - seemingly - isn’t picking up on any of these cues.
Despite his previous (possibly feigned) nonchalance, Crowley is out of his chair and on his feet the second the Metatron’s back is turned, his gaze following the pair through the windows, until he turns around and notices Muriel.
Crowley: Oh. You should leave now too.
Muriel:
The Metatron told me to wait, he said he might need me. Me! (Smiles disbelievingly) He might need me!
Crowley:
Marvelous. Have a gold star.
They'll be back soon.
Muriel: Yes!
Crowley:
When Aziraphale does get back, I think we need a little us time. After all this I think we are going for an extremely alcoholic breakfast at the Ritz.
Muriel: Brilliant Idea! Breakfast. Us time.
Crowley: Just us. Not you.
Muriel: Oh. (Laughs) Oh right yes. I can um, explore the book shop.
Crowley: You need to go.
Muriel: Can I- can I take a book with me? I was looking at one earlier, they're like people, only portable!
Crowley: Go for it, here, you'll like this one.
He tosses her a book, The Crow Road by Iain Banks, she leaves with it.
At the coffee shop, Maggie convinces Nina to stage their little intervention. Crowley restores the bookshop while he waits.
Maggie and Nina enter.
Nina: Tidied up? Where's the other one we need to talk to you.
Crowley: Now's not a good time.
Nina: I wasn't asking. There are things you need to hear. You and your... partner have been messing about in our lives.
Maggie:
We're not a game, we're real people you cant just pair us up for your amusement.
Crowley: (mumbling) You were crying and Nina needed rescuing and-
Nina: My relationship just ended, I am not ready to start another one just yet, I'd just be a rebound mess, I can't start seeing Maggie. When I'm ready (I hope) she'll be there. But there isn't any guarantee.
Maggie: There is.
Nina: You're not helping, angel.
Look at you two, You're the hard bitten one, who can't trust anyone.
And Mr Wherever He Is is the soft one who still believes in magic and people being basically good and all that.
Crowley: Why are you telling me all this, I don't understand.
Maggie: That's why she's telling you. Because you don't understand. Because you and Mr Fell don't ever talk to each other.
Crowley: We talk all the time! We've been talking for millions of years. Blah blah blah blah blah. I say something brilliant and he says something unintentionally funny back.
Maggie: You never say what you're really thinking. That was all we needed. It's what you two need as well.
The camera cuts to the Metatron and Aziraphale talking across the street from the shop.
Metatron:
“Well you don’t have to answer immediately, take all the time you need.”
Aziraphale seems disconcerted.
Aziraphale:
“I- I- don’t know what to say.”
Metatron:
“Well then, go and tell your friend the good news.”
Aziraphale gives another small, nervous smile, bracing himself, still looking a bit flustered and ill at ease as he crosses the street. He exhales. As he enters the shop, his entire demeanour changes. Suddenly he appears excited, without reservations. He barely spares a glance to Maggie and Nina as they leave.
(Maggie:“We’re just going”.
Nina: “I’m sure you two have a lot to say”)
The camera cuts outside to Muriel and The Metatron, they have their conversation where he’s weirdly encouraging about her reading a book before he turns back to look at the shop.
The camera returns to the inside of the bookshop. Crowley is a bundle of nervous energy while Aziraphale is practically bouncing with ill-contained excitement.
Crowley: “Look, I suppose, um... I’ve got something to say...”
Camera swings back to Aziraphale whose face is excited but whose hands are making hushing gestures, he glances back over his shoulder and - to me at least- he looks a little nervous again but still excited.
“... I know we ought to be talking about... it’s probably best if I start off doing all the talking, you do all the listening, `cause if I don’t start talking now, I won’t ever start talking, right? Yes, so--”
Aziraphale: (Extremely bubbly and expressive) What’s that lovely human expression? Oh yes! Hold that thought! You see I- Ooh- I have some incredibly good news to give you.
Crowley: (Doubtful) Really?
I- um- so uh um-- the Metatron, you know, uh -I don’t think he’s as bad a fellow- Well- uh- I think I might have misjudged him. You see, I (more inarticulate flustered noises) Well, he said, um, uh that, Gabriel obviously hadn’t worked out (nervous laugh) as Supreme Archangel and commander of the heavenly host and he asked who I thought should take over in Heaven now that’s Gabriel was gone and I said...
Flashback to the conversation between Metatron and Aziraphale at the coffee shop:
Aziraphale: (Distracted)
“Michael?”
Metatron:
“Oh don’t be silly, no no no no no, there’s only one candidate who makes even the slightest bit of sense. And that's you."
Cut back to bookshop:
Aziraphale:
And I said, “Me?"
And he said
Cut back to the cafe.
“Well, yes you’re a leader, you're honest, you don’t just tell people what they want to hear. It’s why Gabriel came to you in the first place I imagine. There are huge plans afoot, enormous projects, and I will need you to run them. You are just the angel for the job.”
(flustered)
“I..I..I don’t want to go back to heaven, where would I get my coffee”
Metatron:
“You know, as supreme archangel, you would be able to decide who to work with. Yeah, I’ve been looking back over a number of your previous exploits, and I see that in quite a few of them you formed a de facto partnership with the demon Crowley. Now if you wanted to work with him again, that... might be considered irregular but it would certainly be within your jurisdiction to restore your friend, Crowley, to full angelic status.
Cut back to the bookshop:
Crowley: (As if he’s just heard the most vile threat) “He said what?”
Aziraphale: (As if he’s delivering the most wonderful news in the world.). “He said I could appoint you to be an angel.
You could come back to Heaven and everything just like the old times. Only even nicer. (Can barely contain his joy).
Crowley: Right. And you told him just where he could stick it then.
Aziraphale: (Taken aback) Not at all.
Crowley: (Furious) Oh we’re better than that, you’re better than that, Angel!
(camera cuts back to Aziraphales face and we see the light is starting to dim, the smile is fading.)
You don’t need them. I certainly don’t need them! They asked me back to hell and I said No I’m not going to be joining their* team. Neither should you.
Aziraphale: (Flustered, trying to recapture the excitement) But, well obviously you said no to Hell (dismissively) you’re** the bad guys, but Heaven (imploringly) Well it’s the side of truth or light (he says this like he’s surprised he needs to convince Crowley, like it’s obvious) of good.
*,**: just a heartbreaking aside: but worth noting here how Crowley refers to himself as separate from Hell, and then Aziraphale lumps them back together.
Crowley: (Insistent) When heaven ends life here on Earth, it will be just as dead as if Hell ended it.
Aziraphale stares at him shocked.
Crowley: (Desperate) “Tell me you said no.”
Aziraphale can’t look at him.
“Tell me you said no.”
Aziraphale: If I’m in charge... I can make a difference.
Crowley: (Stares at him for a beat then groans) “oh.” (Turns away from Aziraphale and collects himself) “Oh god, right, ok. Right. I didn’t get a chance to say what I was going to say I think I’d better say it now. Right. Okay yes, so” (sighs) “We’ve known each other a long time. (Camera cuts back to Aziraphale who is looking confused and nervous again) We’ve been on this planet a long time. I mean, you and me. I could* always rely on you. You could always rely on me, we’re a team a group, group of the two of us (cuts back to Aziraphale who is still wearing an expression of shock, hurt and confusion, barely taking this in) and we’ve spent our existence pretending that we aren’t (Crowleys voice is breaking) I mean, the last few years, not really (he vascillates wildly between staring at Aziraphale, and not being able to look at him) and I would like to sp- (he cuts himself off again, overcome, as he looks away, he takes a breath) I mean if Gabriel and Beezlebub can do it, go off together (he looks back, directly at Aziraphale, speaking, insistently, imploringly) then we can (Aziraphale, stares at him uncomprehendingly), just the two of us, we don’t need heaven we don’t hell, they’re toxic, (Aziraphale is shaking his head now) we need to get away from them, just be an us, you and me, what do you say.
*note: use of past tense here, is heartbreaking, Crowley already knows which way this is going to go.
Aziraphale: (Imploringly, beseechingly) Come with me. To Heaven, I’ll run it, you can be my second in command. We can make a difference.
Crowley: (Seriously) You can’t leave this bookshop.
Aziraphale: * (Earnestly) Oh Crowley, nothing lasts forever.
Crowley: (Devastated) No. No. I don’t suppose it
(He puts his glasses on)
Goodluck.
(He starts to leave)
*For such an avid reader, Aziraphale is apparently completely unable to pick up on the subtleties of a metaphor.
Aziraphale:
Goodluck? Crowley? Crowley! Come back!
Crowley does stop, turning back to look at Aziraphale.
To Heaven. (Desperately, insistently ) Work with me!
We can be together!
At this Crowley makes a dismissive, heartbroken noise and looks away.
Angels! Doing good!
He remains turned away from Aziraphale, unable to look at him.
(Pleadingly) I need you!
Aziraphale becomes visibly angry.
I don’t think you understand what I’m offering you.
Crowley: (At this Crowley does look back).
I understand. (Pityingly) I think I understand a whole lot better than you do.
Aziraphale: (Rejected, angry, hearbroken)
Well... then there’s nothing more to say.
Crowley: Listen. Hear that
Aziraphale: (Frustrated) I don’t hear anything.
Crowley: That’s the point, no nightingales.
(Heartbroken) you idiot. We could have been us!
Aziraphale, angry and upset, looks away.
Crowely storms up and pulls him into a kiss. Aziraphale doesn’t seem to know what to do with his hands, he grabs Crowley’s back and then releases him. They separate with Aziraphale overcome, visibly close to tears.
Aziraphale: *I forgive you.
*Personal opinion but I suspect he’s referring to his perception that Crowley is abandoning him.
Crowley: (Disgusted) Don’t bother.
He leaves the shop.
Aziraphale tries not to sob, he brings his fingers to his lips and tries to compose himself.
#good omens#ineffable divorce#spoilers#good omens season 2 spoilers#is this a transcription or an ill-concealed attempt to make it easier for writers to produce fix-it fic?#who's to say really#transcript
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i just think if i was born rich and had a stable family background i could've gotten the "popular irl, annoying online" mental illness instead of the, you know, clinical depression
#i just can't help but think that money does actually solve more than you'd think#who knows maybe it's just me#maybe it's all those studies proving over and over that proverty ruins your life for good#who's to say really#ramblings
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just sat up to get some water and immediately fell back down . good going douchebag
#ive gotta turn every instance of me being disabled in my life into a fandom comic#maybe bout shin. maybe bout dave s.#who's to say really
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btw today I woke up with a migraine and it's unclear to me whether it's due to pms and period sending me death threats so I know what's to come once she's here or due to reading destiel posts from 2020 on tumblr till 4am 🤔
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The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.
#it's bad if you want i have sex it's also bad if you DON'T want to have sex#god forbid if you're a woman in a heterosexual marriage and aren't in the mood#that's 'withholding sex' and you're clearly abusive scum who should be divorced and left without any of your shared assets.#but if you DO have sex now you're a degenerate freak plotting for the downfall of western society#i don't know what to say i'm just so tired#politics#culture#queerphobia#lgbtqia#misogyny#<it's not the exclusive source but let's be honest sooo much of this is integral to the patriarchy#patriarchy needs access to an underclass they can treat like sex objects but they also don't want them to have any human rights#so sexuality is both obligatory and stigmatized#purity culture#i'm really struggling with tagging this because most of the appropiate tags would- in a beautiful twist of irony- get me booted off tumblr
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Is this anything
#always an awkward conversation to have irl#“i love ai.” insert that one spongebob holding out his hands with a shadow above him meme#“FICTIONAL. FICTIONAL AI!!!”#clankerposting#Clay posts#fictional ai#shitpost#hal 9000#robots#p03#electric dreams#allied mastercomputer#ihnmaims#shockwave#transformers#fuck ai#this is an anti ai art blog btw#objectum#saying hello to everyone who reads the tags um... hi!! Really funny to read people recommending me entry level robot/AI media#like yes i have indeed heard of portal and ultrakill. i just didnt pit them in the meme </3#also some guy decided to write in the notes that they were going to crush me into red paste. hot? thank you? ???? weird.
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@hg-aneh your honor they’re silly
edit: i am NOT aneh!! i love and have borrowed their character designs, no affiliation!!
#fanart of fanart#last one i promise#say the word and i’ll delete it but i really hope you like it#good omens#crowley#good omens 2#muriel#muriel good omens#good omens comic#doctor who#christopher eccleston#david tennant#matt smith
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more people gotta try this shit where bill has not improved and will not change but he's just chilling so its fine probably. its great
#gravity falls#billford#bill cipher#stanford pines#gf nevermind all that#is this really for that? no but if its post canon bill on earth then it may as well be. makes it nice and easy to find later too#reread tbob because we just got our own (nicely water damaged) copy and i was like. i dont draw him cute enough#i will continue trying to do better#anyways stanley you are a butch woman. stanley transition now you dont even have to do anything youre already perfect#its just about the intent#every time i drew him for the last one all i could think was oohhhhhh my god you are a dyke. to me. please#in other news are there any burned out pushing-30s out there who havent drawn in years? i gotta say. i really gotta say.#get mentally ill about something its great. preferably alongside a few other people that you can use to create a perpetual cycle of insanit#gets you drawing again in no time and it feels great
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The greatest injustice ever faced is that I almost certainly started the still thriving "clown husbandry" tag on here, but any discussion about it (from a know your meme page to a youtube video with 500k views) says it's a joke of "unknown origin" or credited to this post, likely bouncing off of mine (which was actively circulating at the time with like 30k notes):
This is a tragedy for many reasons, most of all because it wasn't just an offhand joke but actually a direct response to some of the funniest online hate I ever got:
They're erasing the truest history of tumblr: its desperate need to seethe and argue over every obvious joke with more than 10 notes.
anyways here is the canonical pet clown. according to me
#but tumblr... i am pagliacci#clown husbandry#look strange aeons on youtube. i know you browse this tag.#I don't respect your 2011 tumblr core take on steven moffat#but I will forgive it when you right this wrong#EDIT: a few people think i'm saying i originated the concept of referring to a clown like an animal#i didn't. i mean i made this really specific joke about exotic animal husbandry and a lot of mutuals bounced off of it with similar jokes#and that's what people started tagging 'clown husbandry'#to this day when you look for the origins a lot of mutual's names (who also kept chickens/pigeons/reptiles/etc) pop up because of this
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this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.
good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.
sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.
so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.
one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.
#warm up#writeblr#actually this is because again i don't go here#i don't read/write fanfic but i have nothing but respect for my troops#but i also have never played minecraft. im sorry. please ask me any question about pokemon tho i love that shit#anyway#out of some banal and thoughtless curiosity i watched the minecraft movie trailer#and again i know nothing about minecraft. i am aware im in an endangered population#but im watching this going: this is so fucking.... BAD#there is NO LOVE in it!#like if someone who has NO history in minecraft watches that and is like - ohhh this is soulless#WHO IS THE AUDIENCE????#ppl who love minecraft are gonna hate it!!!#at some point it's the ''mean girls musical movie'' problem --#some people will always hate the premise of what you're doing and some people will love it#make it for the ppl who love it#and usually that somewhat convinces the haters to like. chill enough to TRY it . bc it IS good#but when you try to make it for the haters..... nobody likes it. it doesn't have passion. energy. footwork#which is a small way of saying a big thing: if you love something. fucking make it and assume someone will love it too.#i love u . be brave . be bold. be in boston and come to my reading#where i wrote a really weird fucked up little book.#love u love u love u etc
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the problem with trying to play those tag games about my favorite things is that i can never remember a single thing i like
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anyway I started playing aai
#ace attorney#ace attorney investigations#miles edgeworth#dick gumshoe#gumworth#the first game so far is like. it's fine. at least I'm having fun with the mechanics#I do have to say the 4th case is really fun so far tho. sniffs#I'm holding on until the second game several people who I trust say it's good#anyway (points) schrodingers yaoi#f
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You can only reblog this today.*
*PLEASE READ THE TAGS
#adventure time#finn the human#if you are reading this#please be aware this is a joke#this was a random thing tound on Facebook#and no finn really didn't say that#so go ahead and reblog it#just don't take it seriously#some of the people who reblogged this overreacted#so I feel compelled to add these tags to call them out on it#like seriously#chill out dudes#maybe eat a taco or two#tacos are life#so are burritos#ok this is running its course#david zaslav can suck it#i just felt like adding that because he is a douche
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Viago, when playing as Rook De Riva: you IDIOT you were my favorite fledgling why did you have to make a mess of this now I have to jump through all these convoluted hoops to keep you safe. Teia stop telling Rook how much I missed them it's not funny they could have DIED. also your room is exactly the way you left it please come home
Strife, when playing as Rook Aldwir: Why hasn't this weird bug i kicked out of our camp ages ago died yet :|
#rook wearing a shirt that says “i joined the veiljumpers and all i got was my almost ex dating my almost dad who doesn't even like me”#why wont he even acknowledge me 😭😭😭 i loved u in the short story... but i am just some mud he tracked in i guess rip#dragon age: veilguard#dragon age: the veilguard#viago#viago de riva#strife#strife dragon age#rook#dragon age rook#de riva#aldwir#rook aldwir#rook de riva#veil jumpers#antivan crows#jade plays dav#crow is my second playthrough and its making it really stark just how uneven these factions are... i love the concept of veiljump SO MUCH#but it is so empty in comparison#ramblings#juniper aldwir#julieta de riva
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