Sugar, I’ve Developed A Taste For You

If a fella makes a nebula right in front of you, how are you not gonna pine after him for 6000 years?

i dont know why you’re not here and i really miss you

This is happening again.

This was commented and hearted on a SMP earth awhile ago, it’s a quote about Alexander the Great I believe. Before anyone knew Alexander was his real name. It seems strangely poetic and sweet now. I hope he got a good laugh out of this

pov: tubbo joins vc and within 90 seconds encourages foolish to start destroying shit

just leaving these here

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I mean I haven't seen the lore but the song itself gives a dark vibe

Was drawing and my PC blue screened so this screenshot is all I have left from it. I am enraged

This, this fucking image...

It drives me insane, just activates something visceral, and I finally realized why. It's not just an appropriately placed close up shot to denote intimacy between Gabriel and Beelzebub, it's a fuck damn pov shot.

Gabriel is not dressed in accordance to his preferences, he is borrowing Aziraphale's clothes. And Beezlebub, well lets just say a black blazer is a black blazer, not exactly the easiest thing in the world to differentiate. Just looking at those hands joining, the individual identities of their owners melts away. The moment could have so easily belonged to Aziraphale and Crowley... and it's just- it's... it's just like the Rats of Nimh. They've seen this sign everyday for almost their whole lives, and have never once known what it says. They can make inferences, use context clues, wherever they are, it seems to be too so it must be about them, but they couldn't ever know for sure. Until one day, without warning, they looked at the words, and understood them.

And the sign communicated a way out.

Aziraphale and Crowley are the first of their kind. I don't think we really appreciate or understand how utterly unfathomable what they feel for each other is in their lived contexts, even to them. All this painful fear, all these lengths they go to, all to keep safe this precious experience they don't even have the language to name. It's not just unallowed, it's unreal. So then just imagine what the actual fuck they must be feeling when they see someone else... just fucking do it. Just like that. An angel and a demon. In love. Intimate, affectionate, in front of heaven, in front of hell, in front of humanity, in front of GOD, and She knows who the hell else.

For literally the first time, they’re seeing the things they feel for each other exist in others like them.