Tubbo's putting up missing posters for Sunny's cat Regulus and put one in the Fed office
I can just imagine one of the major lore admins logging into the server to set something up for the next QSMP stream and just going "When did that get put there???"
the fact that crowley essentially says "one fabulous kiss and boom its sorted" when trying to get nina and maggie together, like that's how Love works. and his Last Ditch Effort at getting aziraphale to stay, to keep living in this comfortable existence they've carved out for themselves, to love him back, is a kiss. it's the most Human way he can think to express this love and desperation that is overflowing in him, because he knows that aziraphale loves humanity, they BOTH do. "to the world", and all that. "to us".
i wonder which kiss made him think of that. i wonder what historical event crowley saw, a miraculous kiss, and immediately realized "that is how humans love. this is what they do". was it in biblical times? was it from a romcom?
it's not even a GOOD kiss! neither of them have ever kissed before! its a messy smushing of lips and they're both shaking and crowley isn't sure if he's doing it right, aziraphale isn't sure what's Happening.
and aziraphale, in his fear, calls crowley's desperation "temptation". he forgives crowley for a sin that he himself has reprimanded himself for, many times over the years. its easier to blame his own falling in love on the demon himself. it's easier to backslide into an awful way of thinking that has kept you safe for millennia than take an unsteady step forward, a step where aziraphale isn't sure he'll have a place to land.
aziraphale is a guardian by nature, and what he does at the end of season 2 IS him trying to help. trying to protect, trying to fix. but for aziraphale to really break that cycle of running back to heaven for a secure attachment, he needs to realize how awful heaven is from the inside. because crowley sure as hell isn't opening up about what happened to him. because they never talk, and ESPECIALLY not about important things.
I am someone who exclaims, 'it's quite chilly today, isn't it?' as I take another sip of my iced coffee. I am also someone who would rather press the glass of iced coffee against my eyes (or the warm mug of jasmine tea) to provide some relief instead of just use the eyedrops the doctor prescribed (and which sit in my drawer of unorganized medication).
I am someone who wants to talk about the film I just watched and the book I just read to the person who recommended it to me. But I won't text them because they are my friend's boyfriend and I am so very careful of boundaries when it comes to other people's. I am someone who is learning how to be that way about my boundaries too.
I am someone whose helix piercing doesn't seem to heal no matter how many months or years go by and someone who has not yet decided on a tattoo though she decided she wanted one a decade ago. I am someone who will let you cry and talk even if we are not close because my awkwardness is not important in front of another person's grief, pain, or sadness and I am someone who will make that allowance for others even if they won't make it for me.
I am someone who will buy you sunflowers and also someone who will buy myself sunflowers because my mother taught me to be a giver but also to satisfy my own desires and not wait around for others. I am someone who wonders why she is writing this and also increasingly using third person to talk about herself but will let herself do it because writing is the one aspect of her life where she does not restrict herself.
I am someone who wonders if there is a person, a guy, out there who will love such a person? I am someone who wonders if there is a person, a guy, out there that I will love? What kind of guy will he be, what kind of guy will he have to be? I have been told I have high expectations and I struggled with it as a teenager and in my early 20s and still some times now I struggle. But I accept it now — I am someone who has high expectations. And it is not a judgement. And it is not a warning. It's a fact. And like most other facts, it doesn't have to be changed, only understood and worked with.
I am someone who will "maintain" me and find others who would love to do so too. Now, too, I have some of those in my life. And so, am I not someone who is lucky? Am I not someone who is loved? Am I not someone who is understood? And am I not someone to whom being understood is a prerequisite for being loved? And yet am I not someone who understands that's not the nature of most love? And am I not someone who is accepting of that as I am of many things? So, then, isn't it okay when I am not accepting of a few things? Am I not allowed to be someone who is not agreeable? Of course I am.
Because whoever it is I am, however it is I am, I am human too. Flawed, fickle, faceted.
And if I am someone who understands that about humans, am I not someone who is also forgiving?