queer shit 🥀 they/he 🥀 twenty 🥀 former merlin shit-reblogger but i left tumblr for a year or two and now i am back because neil gaiman broke my bloody heart with good omens season two and something had to be done about it
so uh. i'm a big muse fan, and i think the song ghosts (how can i move on) fits whatever the absolute fuck is currently happening with crowley and azirphale, so i assigned the lyrics and added some annotations. enjoy?
Verse 1: Crowley
Now and then
My mind drifts to a place where I find you (probably the bookshop)
Lost in my head
There are unsolved feelings that haunt me (same)
It's too late to heal
I'll lay them to rest
Chorus: Crowley
How can I move on
When everyone I see still talks about you
How can I move on
When all the best things I have we made together (the peaceful existence on earth they built together!)
Here's to letting go
But I am lost in a void
With your ghost and our memories
Lest we forget
The great reset (the aborted armageddon, the memories of which are seriously preventing him from moving on)
Verse 2: Aziraphale
If I could bring you back (brb whilst i scream)
There are truths and confessions I'd tell you
I'd set things straight (i.e. why the fuck i left you for the Great Bureaucracy)
And I believe that you would love and forgive me (crying)
I know it's too late
I need to let go
Chorus: Aziraphale
How can I move on
When everyone I see still talks about you
How can I move on
When all the best things I have we built together (missing earth are we?)
Here's to letting go
But I am trapped in a void with your ghost and our memories
Lest we forget
The great reset (this so called second coming that he needs to put all his energy to instead, hence needing to push through and move on)
Bridge:
Both: How can I sleep with this coldness beside me
Both: How can I sleep with this coldness inside me
Aziraphale: I know I can't bring back your love (this is self-explanatory)
Chorus: Both
How can I move on
When everyone I see still talks about you
How can I move on
When all the best things I have we made together
Here's to letting go
But I am lost in a void with your ghost and our memories
I want to share this with someone who probably understands (you wrote good omens after all), but after 20 years of friendship my platonic partner and I are getting married this month, mostly so we can more easily leave if next year's election goes badly. It feels strange to imagine telling people and having them assume specifics of what our relationship is. But I'm happy about what it DOES mean to us: we're a team even if shit hits the fan. We can "go off together." Thanks for listening!
finding it necessary to remind everyone that it's seasonal. i promise you it's seasonal. everyone i know is out of their minds right now in some way or another. it's seasonal.
It's still so weird to me that the guy who wrote the fault in our stars and experienced global adulation and then global reprobation from the backlash and everything from SNL skits to being soft canceled on tumblr ....
was me.
Like, that guy was me. He lived in the same house I live in. One time he walked down to the river and cried and then yelled at himself for crying because who cries about having such a ridiculously good life.
I guess my big takeaway from that whole experience is 1. past me gave current me a lot of opportunities and freedoms for which I am grateful, including the opportunity to support cool people doing cool stuff, and the freedom to write about whatever I want (a memoir in the form of five-star reviews! A book about tuberculosis and its discontents!).
And also 2. the actual experience of Proper Fame is so unpleasant that I do not know how anyone who lives with regular pop culturey fame continues to seek it after getting a good hit of it. I admire the people who do--they get to make a lot of difference in the world in many cases. I am just baffled by them.
I would like to write books that seek large audiences again someday, but I'm not sure I'll ever be able to. I may need to stay in these small happy places where I've been able to live over the last five years.
But the complicated and ever-evolving tension between on the one hand wanting to have my own life, a life that truly and fully belongs to me, and on the other hand wanting to make stuff that is beloved by people and useful to them and so on ... it's a hell of a labyrinth to navigate, and I'm nowhere near out of it.
cool cool cool it’s just that you know merlin looked so proud when gwaine was knighted in season 3 you know? so we were kind of deprived of the parallel of gwaine looking proud when merlin is made court sorcerer. it’s fine tho
hi mr. neil gaiman!!! i just binge watched almost all of good omens last night for the first time (10/10) and got a bit consumed but i wanted to ask: will there be another season? and are they actually gay or am i being queerbaited the fuck out of? because they haven’t like directly said anything but
We're just queerbaiting you. Nina and Maggie, for example, are both happily married to nice men, and none of the things you think you saw at the end of Season 2 Episode 6 actually happened, as Crowley will explain to his wife or wives at the beginning of the next season.
It’s Logan’s “Birthday”, or as he would like it to be referred to (due to it not technically being a birth), his Appreciation Day, celebrating the first day he appeared in my videos! So, we worked to put together some editorial looks inspired by him! Love ya so much, Logan. You’re a freakin cool nerd, and I love anytime I get to have fun with you! 💙 (Styling by: @dpstyledme)
I ran an Aliens rpg years back. But the players didn't KNOW it was an Aliens game until halfway through the first session.
They thought it was a sci-fi game but they also thought the monsters were going to be zombies.
Over a period of 2 hours they then proceeded to make EVERY Aliens movie cliche "mistake" known to man. Because at the time they all made sense.
The characters in a story don't know they're in a story or what kind of story it is.
They might think their in a romcom instead of a slasher movie. And if you're not in a slasher movie, why the fuck would you search through every closet in your house just because a cup mysteriously fell off a table in the dining room?
