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mother may i join in the jar
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Some of the new episodes are such snoozefests, it seems like they’re trying to pad out the run times with the new intro and all of the sponsors. And also where is the funny? I just feel like we need a little less arcs and some shorts in between them.
I KNOW that there’s a lore reason why there were more scientific stuff before but all this plot is getting exhausting, we need some FUN filler. Not another “what if X crashed into Y” or whatever couple of episodes that make me just skip through it.
-Sunglasses Anon
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Honestly, while I miss Cockles panels, we need a joint panel between Matt Cohen, Rob & Rich and Misha.
- 🕶 anon
i wouldn't say no to that either
ABSOLUTELY LOVED THE MLB CURIOUS GAZES - 😎
Tysm lovie!
I’m gonna be honest, the moment I saw Twelfth with the chalkboard, I knew that was a surface I wanted him to shag me against. - 🕶
*boops you* how do you feel to be booped? Need it for uh research ((sOrry again if it pushed ur bounderies :C)) like imagine how one touches a doggo's nose, thats a boop and I think its nice :D anyway bye!! ~sunglasses
I have. Been.
Bamboozled!!!
Hiii! What’s your thoughts on losleepxiety? I just discovered that ship and there’s barely anyone who ships it ~~🕶 (hope there’s not already a sunglasses anon)
I love it!!! firstly, because it has losleep in it, which is an instant win, secondly, because I’m a multi-shipper who doesn’t know what to do with emself kjshdf
if you’re looking for content, I can offer these self-recs: logan has a nightmare, me ranting about Them, this one that’s really just analogical/platonic sleepxiety but technically there’s an undercurrent of implied analosleep be it platonic or otherwise so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
you can also check out @emo-disaster who’s an even bigger fan of the ship than I!
Could you do 72 with Crowley?-👓
72) “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”
…….
Anxiously you waited in the Bentley, looking at the burning bookshop in horror and distraught. Even as Queen’s “Somebody to Love” blasted on the radio, you could just barely the sounds of sirens heading your way.
You could only hope that by some miracle Crowley would find Aziraphale inside the building. Although you tried to go with him, he insisted that the flames were infernal and were too dangerous for you to enter.
So you just waited and waited..
Until finally Crowley emerged from the building, but with no angel by his side. You could see the utter heartbreak in his expression as he removed his sunglasses, dropping them on the sidewalk, before he made his way back to you.
When he entered the driver’s side and slammed the door shut, he gripped the steering wheel, his body tense and eyes blazing with anger.
But upon feeling your hand on his arm, he relaxed slightly and looked at you. The demon appeared as though he wanted to cry, and you didn’t blame him.
“They..they bloody killed him [y/n]..” He spoke, his voice wavering. “Everything I’ve ever cared about..i-it always goes up in smoke.”
You turned down the radio and shifted over to face him better. In that moment, though, he pulled you into a tight hug, as if on instinct. But despite him sweating and the immense heat radiating from him, you didn’t dare push him away, holding him close.
“No. That’s impossible. I have faith that he’s still alive.” You reassure him, resting your chin in his shoulder. “A simple fire can’t take him out that easy.”
“But..”
You pulled away and gripped both of his shoulders. “We will find him, or he’ll find us. He wouldn’t give up when Armageddon is so close. And neither should we.”
Despite your words, Crowley still couldn’t shake the fear that his partner of 6000 years was taken from him by demon scoundrels, or became completely discorporated. It was all that plagued his mind right now.
“Can you smile for me, Crow?”
He blinked in confusion. “What..?”
“Just smile, I..really need to see you smile right now. It might help a little.” Noticing a tear trickle down his cheek, you gently wiped it away with your thumb.
He would have questioned why on earth you’d ask him to smile considering what happened...had you not done what you just did.
The simple touch made the demon shudder a little. He wasn’t used to receiving any gesture that was so..affectionate and kind.
But it made him realize that not all was lost. He still had you by his side, and Bentley, of course. And he knew that Aziraphale had to be somewhere.
So he managed to give you a tiny, shaky smile. “A-Alright. Maybe he’ll come to us. Thanks, [y/n]..”
“Of course.” You smiled in return, letting go of him and sitting back in the passenger seat. “We should stop at some café just to calm down, and..we’ll go from there. But we gotta have faith.”
“Right..have faith. I'll try that for a change.” Crowley nodded, before he turned back to the wheel and put on a new pair of sunglasses. Then he drove away from the bookshop as the fire department arrived on scene.
He could only hope you were right.