I Hate This Whole Needing Money To Live Thing

Everyday i'm reminded that no one could ever even come close to serve as much cunt as this gay ass demon.

This is awesome

I did do that though

the feminine urge to fall in love with a girl

this user has gone 0 days without thinking about good omens. the record is 0 days

Me coded characters will not explain but..... damn

#I'm not immune to lgbtq lighting

lore dropping is kinda crazy because sometimes when I’m mid conversation I realize that actually did happen to me

Sunlight- Hozier

From Eden- Hozier

Iris- the goo goo dolls

Fire and the flood- Vance joy

@bil-daddy @justremuslupininamask @blusheher @actually-azi @neil-gaiman @heartstoppercomic

Hey eyeone! I want to know what your favorite songs are, if you see this post you are CONTRACTUALLY OBLIGATED to reblog with at least 1 song you have listened to and enjoyed but if you have more you'd like to share then go ahead! Also tag your friends!

I'll start, I'm going to list 5 of my favorite songs

Dr Sunshine Is Dead by Will Wood

134340 Pluto by Cojum Dip

Vulture by Bear ghost

Dear John by I monster

And finally: playing places: Oceans by Cosmo Sheldrake

Here's the people I want to tag

@f4y3w00d5 @ashen-the-tiefling @terrencetheshark14 @underpaid-guard @blacktipreefsharkwizard @the-gnomish-bastard @thatgayforkcrow @lixorloveslicorice @yourlocalbreadenthusiast @agentldiddy @aileaxthevoidien @slutty-wizard-council @monsterfucker-research-wizard and anyone else who wants to play!!!

Excerpt from the fic I'll never write but my brain can't stop nagging me about:

It's the first few eps of season 3. Crowley and Aziraphale are definitely not on speaking terms. Forced to work together, there's only the occasional information sharing, or a mumbled comment here and there.

All that, until they start talking. And there's things to be said.

"I do remember begging you to come with me," Aziraphale stated, matter-of-factly.

"What you did was try and change me." Crowley spoke with so much venom in his voice, but it was only the first time in those 6000 years they'd spent together that venom was actually directed towards Aziraphale.

"I did not-"

"I don't need fixing, Aziraphale. I'm not some stray dog. I'm fine being the way I am and if you can't accept it-"

"I never-"

"Don't. Don't you dare deny it, I saw the way your whole face lit up when you thought I would be an angel again." Crowley was glad he didn't let his guard down enough to feel comfortable, so his glasses were still resting on his nose, guarding the last few shreds of sanity he had.

"Yes, but-"

"All those years, I thought you accepted me. I mean, not from the start, but at some point I really thought you had stopped seeing me as a demon and you only saw me as a- friend."

"I did," Aziraphale finally responded. He looked right into Crowley's eyes, as if the glasses weren't even there. He'd had a lot of practice.

"Well, forgive me if I don't believe you," Crowley mocked. Yes, that one stung.

"You would if you just let me finish." Crowley stared at him, raising his eyebrows slightly, indicating he was willing to listen. "Thank you. I didn't want you to change. I lo-" Aziraphale quickly bit back his words, deciding on the last minute to go another way about it. "I like you just the way you are. I prefer you just the way you are. The way you choose to be. All I wanted was for you- for us to be safe. And I would give everything to see you be as happy as you were when you were creating your nebula."

Crowley let a few seconds pass by before he finally spoke up again.

"I've been happier."

"When?"

"When I was with you."