hey do u ever think about how crowley's eyes (a feature he's worked to hide nearly his entire time on earth) were fixated so so so firmly on aziraphale during the final fifteen, to the point where he followed the tiniest of movements, even as tears began to form in his waterline? even as his not-quite-human-heart was splintering in his chest?
CAUSE I DO
how was this permitted to be aired???? knowing full well that angsty queers like me would be sliding down the wall sobbing about it????
(also, if u want to read more about crowley and his eyes, i am once again recommending one of alex's metas: x)
anyway! full gif below the cut!
yippee!
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i used to not relate at all to the existential dread that's sorta ubiquitous for a lot people my age, which is mostly bc i've been dying for three-ish years, so i had fully made my peace with my life being over soon. like i was in a mindset a lot of people enter in hospice care where my body was winding down and i was just getting as comfortable as possible and being content with the life i'd already lived.
however.
now. that it looks like i could not only have, but also Enjoy... another 50 or 60 years on this earth.....
......HOOOOOOOOOOO BOY.
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One thing I fucking hate about my sleep is that I'm exhausted the entire day, but as soon as the lights are off and I'm in bed I become restless, literally.
I am thinking too hard about things, rotating like crazy to find a semi comfortable position to sleep in, thinking too hard about my past again (tell me it's shit, please, I need people to heckle at it with. I am being a hater alone and that's not fun), having to physically not move for twenty minutes in the hopes of falling asleep, my entire body goes numb because IT does, but not my brain. Then it's not good, so I have to move and thus undo the last twenty minutes of trying to fall asleep to find another position and try again.
All that and I go to bed at midnight and only fall asleep at two in the morning, my sleep is absolute shit and truly I want a refund
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I open my draft of my analysis of "Wonderland" by Big Country only to find that I don't have much written beyond analyses of the first two verses and then one monster paragraph where I explain how Stuart Adamson is a genius.
Me @ me: bitch, what the hell is all this!
I HAVEN'T EVEN MENTIONED A SINGLE FUCKING THING ABOUT TONY'S INSANE(LY GOOD) BASSLINE, OH I'M GIVING MYSELF AN F- FOR THIS ASSIGNMENT! 😂😠 ...Or an 'E' as schools now call it. I'm still not used to that and the kids I work with still give me shit about it. The kids @ me when I forget myself (and I am then swiftly reminded of my age): "WHAT DO YOU MEAN AN 'F'??? WE DON'T HAVE THAT!"
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