I Tried Healing A Heart I Didn’t Hurt, And I Ended Up Breaking My Own .

you don't get it bro. there's this song about the eye of the tiger, real intense motivational shit. rising up back to the streets or the heat or whatever. peptalk for the brain dude. pumps me up

The Metatron: Archangel Gabriel, as punishment for your defiance against Heaven you will be-

Gabriel, already running buck-ass naked out of Heaven to spend eternity getting pegged by Beelzebub in Hell:

"Heaven only knows why one loves it so, how one sees it so, making it up, building it round one, tumbling it, creating it every moment afresh... In people's eyes, in the swing, tramp, and trudge; in the bellow and the uproar; the carriages, motor cars, omnibuses, vans, sandwich men shuffling and swinging; brass bands; barrel organs; in the triumph and the jingle and the strange high singing of some aeroplane overhead was what she loved; life; London; this moment in June."

art: Stanley Cursiter, "Apple Green" (1925)

quote: Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway (1925)

Hello Mr Gaiman. I’m not sure that you’ll answer this question but it least I can say that I’ve tried.

So I’ve been rewatching season 2 today and I noticed that there was no holy water during the battle in the bookshop. Aziraphale can’t make any water holy? Or is he too good to use it against demons?

Why would he have holy water in his bookshop? It could hurt Crowley.

'On that drive back to Linfield, you asked me all these questions about what I liked and what I hated, and I don't know. It just felt like you really wanted to know.' 'Of course I did,' I say. He nods. 'I know. You asked me who I was, and - it was like the answer came out of nowhere. Sometimes it feels like I didn't even exist before that. Like you invented me.'

People We Meet On Vacation - Emily Henry

Good Omens 2 feels like fanfiction not because of its contents but because the author is here on tumblr posting things like "hehe not sorry >:)" and getting hate anons

#Sick and twisted that Aziraphale immediately grabbed Crowley

FLEABAG 2.02

Anton Chekhov, from The Complete Works of Anton Chekhov; “The Darling,”