Strolling aimlessly in a bookshop is selfcare

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Strolling aimlessly in a bookshop is selfcare
y'all told me the angel and the demon were gay but i didn’t actually believe you until i saw their whole ass 6000 year love story played out to a queen soundtrack like damn thats gay rights right there baby
You’re never too old for an airplane! 💛
Lol. Brilliant.
this is too cute I can't
Ineffable Valentines Day 17: Pillow Talk
“Angel?” Crowley murmured, eyes still closed, arm moving, trying to find his partner. They lay in bed on a chilly Sunday morning, which were Crowley’s favorite because Aziraphale couldn’t pretend to open the shop and would stay in bed with him.
“Right here, my love,” the angel shifted closer, laying his his against Crowley’s chest and feeling an arm wrap around his shoulders.
“Morning,” Crowley cracked one eye open, a soft smile spreading across his lips. “Did you sleep?”
“I did,” Azirpahale softly drew swirls over Crowley’s naked chest with his fingers. He had taken to sleeping without a shirt, wearing only black silk trousers, preferring the heavenly warmth of his angel to keep him warm.
“Mmm,” Crowley hummed, pulling him closer, basking in his warmth. “Good. You awake yet?” His hand drifted up and pulled on Azirpahale’s until their fingers entwined.
“Yes, dear.”
“M’not. Want to help me?” Crowley rolled over, shifting Aziraphale off of his chest, and capturing his lips.
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honestly aziraphale is living every one of my dreams. is very gay, lives in a bookshop where he actually just stores his books instead of really selling them, doesn't need sleep so he can read all night, knows how to swordfight and does nothing all day but eats at fancy restaurants and strolls through the park with his soulmate who loves him dearly
Ethan: Come on, I wasn't that drunk last night
Brandt: You were flirting with Benji
Ethan: So what? He's my husband
Brandt: You asked him if he was single
Ethan:
Brandt: And then you cried when he said he wasn't
they're my comfort idiots, your honor
At this point in my life fanfictions are just cheaper coping mechanisms than therapy.
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reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts
I can't help loving Thomas Barrow he's on the verge of a full breakdown at all times and that's just wildly relatable to me
good omens and black books crossover, anyone?
everybody?
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Penny Dreadful (2014-2016) created by John Logan
“At the same time, I’ve suffered from depression for the rest of my life. And, um, it’s not always easy, you know? I’ve managed to over the years to sort of, um… concoct, a strategy. To mitigate the effects of it and that started with me actually accepting the fact that was where I was and then asking for some help. So, if you’re in a position where you just feel like “Oooof, shit.” and you’re not sure why, whether life should be good or not. Or you wake up in the morning and the alarm goes off as you see a crack of daylight through the curtain and you just think, “Oh, fucking hell.“ Then consider asking for some help. And then you know when you do, when you get your strategy in place, whatever form that takes; whether it’s talk therapy or medication or mind fitness or whatever. You’ll get to a point where you can’t fucking wait to get up and you wake up early and you think, “Eyyyy! It’s morning! Hurray for that!” And that can and will happen if you do it.”
— Simon Pegg’s Friday Advice on his Instagram Story (5th March 2021)
In which Simon Pegg’s beautiful mum, Gill, proves why she is one of the coolest people ever.
The Sunday Night Christmas Project (2008) (Parts 1, 2, 3, 4 & 5)