Peak Cinematography Is A Shot Where You Can See Someone’s Breath Clouding In The Air

Upon rewatching wwdits, I’ve caught myself several times making that sound Nandor makes. Y’know. Eeeescch.

Standing here, it's all so clear

I'm where I'm meant to be

…

All at once, everything is different

Now that I see you

Rip Crowley you would’ve loved the way my parents keep holy water unguarded next to the family printer

Nobody:

Me: *searches queer on every social media platform and likes a bunch of the posts to get That Gay Shit™️ recommended to me*

I am plagued with Thoughts (how even though I’m sad right now I have ridiculous amounts of trust in Neil Gaiman because we can’t possibly care about these characters more than the creator does and he can’t be able to leave them like this)

Starbucks is shutting down Kismet, a local Turkish cafe under the claim they serve espresso

Spoilers: they don't. It's Turkish coffee.

In the center of Alderwood Mall in Washington, there's two kiosks.

One is a creation built from the ground up (Literally. They had to install the plumbing and electric themselves.) by a married couple from Turkey. They had a restaurant before immigrating here, and chose to set up shop in a region with a huge middle eastern population. Achma, simit, baklava, Nutella Bomb (Bomb of Izmir remix), börek, and whatever baked goods they're giving a whip up are worked on as they chat with you. Turkish coffee is brewed and served in beautiful little cups, Italian sodas prepped, and with a baked good of choice enjoyed at the wrap around counter. The place has become a tiny cultural island of familiarity, where friends and families gather to chat, eat and drink.

The other is a duplicate stamp fast food kiosk by a bloated multi-billion dollar corporation that's already shut down one of its three (3) locations within the mall, leaving yet another unoccupied dead space.

For years, it's ignored Kismet's presence while it made the usual hard climb from startup. But it's gotten popular. And they don't like it.

And so they walk up to Brookfield Properties who own the mall, and whip out the contract of no one else on the property serving espresso (yes. they have that. insidious isn't it?) demanding that the Turkish coffee shop close. Here's the screamer though: They. Don't. Serve. Espresso. But Brookfield won't squirm under the thumb of the megacorp unless it's made loud and clear what a big mistake that is.

They've put up a petition to try and rally enough support and noise to get this bullshit on the news.

If you would like to help, even signing the petition will carry this forward. Reblog and share it too, and let's see if we can't give Starbucks a well-earned kick in the groin.

Thinking about the bookshop being used by Aziraphale as a metaphor for Crowley (something something yellow eyes yellow room). Thinking about the Metatron passing the bookshop (Crowley) to Muriel and saying it’s in good hands.

Thinking about Aziraphale saying my bookshop (Crowley).

Actually Aziraphale has so many diaries because half the pages are just drawings he did of himself and Crowley

Catholic culture is nothing but having gay kids who feel guilty out of nowhere for literally no reason

So when Jesus flips over the tables it’s “righteous anger” but when I do it it’s “taking monopoly too seriously” and “ruining family game night” ??