433 notes
·
View notes
Thanks to that one ask, I wish to see the other garten of banban characters suffering in reacting to player eating glass too
Okay! Okay! Here's more characters suffering from the player's glass consumption:
They're either horrified, disturbed, worried, or just surprised(Zolphius)
287 notes
·
View notes
What if, once Aziraphale has been briefed about everything in Heaven, he is left alone in a white space, no windows to look at the world, no desk (do you remember, how Gabriel didn't have a desk), no books, no art, no music, no sound and - of course - no Crowley, and after being there for a while, he gets flashbacks of all the wonderful memories he has of being on earth, with Crowley.
Crowley rescuing his books and making the paint gun stain disappear. Crowley making Hamlet a hit and just meeting up with him at St. James Park. Dining at the Ritz and toasting the world. Just being at his book shop together. All the times they touched, the dancing. And you just see all the emotions that brings with it, played out by Michael Sheen. Aziraphale then remembers everything Crowley said to him before their last breakup - and everything he said back - and we see a kind of shocked and distressed understanding dawning on his face, because he finally starts to understand just what went so terribly wrong during this conversation.
And then he remembers the kiss. And - finally - a tear rolls down his face, accompanied by a faint smile while he hears Crowley's voice in his head "You are so clever! How can somebody as clever as you be so stupid?!".
And then this feeling is back - well it didn't ever really leave, but it's starting to take over now: Everything would be better, if he were just near one particular person.
And then he finds a way to go back to Crowley. To apologise. To tell him, that he got it all wrong. That he never wanted for Crowley to become an Angel again, because he thought he wasn't good enough. That he loves him just the way he his. And that despite it all - even if it is too much to ask -...
298 notes
·
View notes
If I had a penny for fixating on a game with a drunk old loser/hyper-composed sleek man buddy cop duo, I'd have two pennies, but it's weird that it happened twice.
74 notes
·
View notes
That writer that gives you the best fic you ever dreamed of, and when you go to check the rest of their work, you find nothing else. Like they only came to this life to give you a taste of what you want then disappear....
2K notes
·
View notes
A lot of things are happening, but...
WHY THE HELL IS THERE SO MUCH WHORE ECLIPSE AND GLITCH IN MY INBOX?
228 notes
·
View notes
you guys wanna see what i’m currently hyper fixating on????
it’s fine, really. like, it’s not even a big deal. i’m so chill rn.
104 notes
·
View notes
Someone needs to tell me that I can’t just keep looking at pictures of mark hamill on Pinterest when I’m bored just because he’s pretty
56 notes
·
View notes
That's it.
I can't tell a bot from a real person anymore.
148 notes
·
View notes
the one thing that annoys me about kiseki is how short the eps are. I NEED MORE GIVE ME MORE
37 notes
·
View notes
Michael Kaiser scenario that I feel you need to elaborate on is him grabbing you by the chin and pulling you in and just deadass staring, eyes locked, with a shit eating grin on his face. While, you just glare at him because you want to shove him back. But you can’t. You just can’t. He knows it. You know it. Everyone knows it.
"People are watching," you hiss, loud enough for only him to hear.
"Of course they are, mein maus. Look at us. The unworthy love to stare at what's out of reach." His grin widens just enough to infuriate you, but not enough to make you jerk out of his grip. You easily could, and he'd let you. You have no idea why you don't.
"You're impossible."
His lips twitch and for one awful second you think he's going to thank you. But instead, he shrugs and coos sweetly, a hidden goad you're far too easily fooled by after being around him for as long as you have. His thumb strokes at your cheek. "Everyone's waiting, maus. But if you want I could wait all day, stare all day. This is my favorite place in the—"
You raise on tiptoe, your fingers twisting into the hair on his nape to yank him in for a bruising kiss, telling yourself vainly that it's just to shut him up, but the way your body responds to the triumphant smirk of his lips through the kiss, you know you're doomed.
And so does everyone else.
163 notes
·
View notes
Me on my way to read a bedtime story.
Ao3:
25 notes
·
View notes
not to make this about me but why are my faves doing matching themes for their pictures
23 notes
·
View notes
guh
17 notes
·
View notes
Figures Taylor is going to fuck around with the Easter egging tonight because I am going to be out of tor house all night
8 notes
·
View notes
Xavier: I've been dropping the most insanely obvious hints to this girl since last semester. No response.
Wednesday, jealous: Huh. She sounds incredibly stupid.
Xavier: She's not that stupid. In fact she’s a total genius, Just…dense in the romance department.
Wednesday: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Perhaps, scream “Hey!Stupid! I love you!” In her face?
Xavier: I guess you're right. Hey
stupid, I love you.
Wednesday: See, just say that.
Xavier: Holy shit…
Wednesday: If that flies over her head, then, no offense Xavier, but she's too dumb for you.
Xavier: Wednesday.
80 notes
·
View notes