“Perhaps a man only enjoys travel when there’s nothing else left. I scanned you earlier. The metal machine had trouble identifying your species, refused to admit your existence! And even when it named you, I could quite believe it. But it was right. I know where you’re from. Forgive me for intruding but it’s remarkable you even exist. I just want to say, how sorry I am.”
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icekirbys
crowley, on the phone with archangel michael, painting his toenails: “yeah he told me he couldn’t give it to me and then i told him i have plenty of people to talk to. yeah i know it was mean. i said i was sorry! no you know what? whatever. i put the sing in single, y’know how it is.... anyway do you think he’ll call me back soon?”
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gloucesterroad asked:
Crowley invented anon messages - a mechanism used for annoyance without consequences, or the annoying reality that you will never know who sent you that sweet message (that's why the icon is wearing sunglasses)
Your mind
Wow
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Anonymous asked:
Sorrynotsorry to flood your asks, but have you finally listened to the GO radio adaptation? It was the reason I originally didn't want to see the series, because it's fucking gold. Mark Heap's Aziraphale is a gift from God herself, he's so passive aggressive at everything and not cute and soft at all, he would have survived hellfire all by himself, no body swap needed.
I haven’t had the time yet but I’m still planning to!
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gayforthearchangelmichael
random funny thought:
According to some sources the alchemic element of the Archangel Gabriel is water. Archangel Michael is fire. Imagine the following scenario:
Sandalphon and Uriel walk down the Heavenly halls, when suddenly it’s getting very hot and humid. Within minutes there’s steam everwhere. It’s like a fucking steam sauna in there.
Sandalphon: -sighs exasperated-
Uriel: Wonder what they’re arguing about, this time…
Addendum:
Uriel’s alchemic element is earth.
Gabriel: -while standing infront of a massive heap of dirt- C’mon, Uriel! You can’t keep sulking in there forever!
Uriel: -from within the heap of dirt- WANNA FUCKING BET!?
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pointnclickadventuregame
The first feminist gesture is to say: “Ok. They’re looking at me. But I’m looking at them.” The act of deciding to look, of deciding that the world is not defined by how people see me, but by how I see them.” -Agnès Varda
This is the antidote to that Margaret Atwood quote
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