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Imagine how hurtful it must have been for Crowley to see Gabriel, the person who literally took an active part in the process of traumatising the man he loves into the mindset that he cannot be happy and free, get a happy ending. To see the man, who was one of the reasons Aziraphale haven't even acknowledged their relationship for such a long time, because they were on "opposite sides". The man who was one of the reasons they couldn't be together, even as friends, for 6000 years. The man who wanted to execute Aziraphale with a smile on his face and "shut your stupid mouth and die already" as his "goodbye". Seeing this man getting what Crowley has always dreamt of: being able to run away with the person he loves, leave Heaven and Hell behind and just be together with his beloved - in Soho or on Alpha Centauri, literally wherever, because "Heaven is wherever Beelzebub is". Crowley seeing Gabriel get it so... so effortlessly, while he has worked for it so long, nearly died because of it and still haven't been able to get that, to get the happy ending and sever all the connections with Heaven and Hell. It must have hurt like hell (most literally).
chuuya has put his life in dazaiβs hand WAY too many times for this to be it. they have absolute trust in each other, and if asagiri is getting rid of that he intends to end bsd with the sky cracking open
listening to natasha pierre and the great comet of 1812 for the first time and i just looked up pierre's age expecting him to be like 50 at least. only to discover that the guy who is constantly singing about how terrified he is that he's wasted his entire life and will never do anything meaningful or love anyone truly. is 27 years-old.
I went through every possible emotion in those last 20 minutes, plus some that I made up on the spot! how are y'all?
-Lydia Davis, from Essays One
Good Omens 2 was like reading a 100k fanfic in the middle of the night that you realize was left unfinished and last updated 5 years ago, and you are left alone with this earth-shattering cliffhanger
musings on touch the hand has twenty-seven bones, natalie diaz haiku #11, tathev simonyan the touch, anne sexton isnβt the air also a body, moving?, natalie diaz ulysses, james joyce you are jeff, richard siken lady, i will touch you with my mind, e. e. cummings to your handsβ¦, vahan teryan (translated by tathev simonyan) state of emergency, joy sullivan i was reading a scientific article, margaret atwood one of those kisses, viggo mortensen
Hello guys!!! I just posted my first ever YouTube video talking about De Profundis- Oscar Wilde's letter to his lover from jail. If you're a classic literature gal, please do a kind favor and check the video out, it'd mean everything to me. Thank you!!!! Here's the link:
After having the conversation multiple times about how many people (myself included) had stopped writing for years until the Sandman on Netflix came along and grabbed us by the neck.
And after watching the screaming reactions to Good Omens season 2, (and all the meta and analysis and thoughts about plot structure, and suggestions for what makes sense for season 3.)
I have decided that Neil Gaiman's secret agenda is not the screaming or the angst.
I think his secret agenda is to make us all WRITE.
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: