Just the two of us. We don’t need Heaven, we don’t need Hell, they’re toxic. We need to get away from them, just be an us. You and me, what do you say?
Aziraphale is just. So in denial about what’s happening at this point. So giddy and so hopeful and so in denial, oh god.
He is full-on playing out a fantasy, he wants Crowley to join him in it, all while Crowley is trying to get across to him that something is really wrong.
And of course, things are far more wrong than even Crowley knows.
“their miracle was so big bc crowley used to be an archangel” have u considered that aziraphale and crowley love each other so much that their love alone could move the tides just by staring at the ocean for too long. have u considered that they did the miracle not really to protect gabriel but to protect what they had, what they’d built with each other. and that was them barely even trying
Good Omens 2 feels like fanfiction not because of its contents but because the author is here on tumblr posting things like “hehe not sorry >:)” and getting hate anons
The anti-remote propaganda is driven by companies mad that their remote employees are happier, making the other in-person employees question why they too shouldn’t have good options and good mental health, too.
Sometimes I see straight women posting and I’m like hmmm okay I can see why some straight men are driven insane without necessarily being like Andrew Tate psychos
Oh there’s so many of these
The feminine trait of *checks notes* wanting to stay hydrated
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