A Thought

I think at my core I'm a haribo twin snake gummy worm floating in the vastness of being

Bro is STRESSING

aziraphale: rescuing me makes him so happy 😍😍😍

crowley when he has to rescue aziraphale:

but keep telling yourself that aziraphale, maybe one day you will fantasize so hard you end up back in reality

When you're unsuccessfully looking for something and start gradually increasing your It Could Be There range. Like yeah sure maybe the rice cooker pot is in the freezer, idk

Love it when people assume that because I run and do sports I'm in pique physical condition when it's in fact the opposite. I am falling apart. My joints are actively losing mobility as we speak. I am still going out of the pure need to impress people and no I do not do any stretches I am supposed to

One thing I don't see talked about is the scene in ep. 3 season 2 when Aziraphale and Crowley are talking to the doctor, and how the doctor is describing how the malignant tumor Aziraphale was holding came from a boy who died. And clearly this entire episode is a pivotal moment in Aziraphales development, but that particular scene is so important to me. How Aziraphale hugs the jar closer, and the look of remorse and grief on his face.

(this!!!)

Throughout the series Aziraphales been shown to care a lot about humanity, but to me it's always been a sort of obligation thing. Like oh yeah I'm an angel it's in my job description to care about you weirdos. And it's been shown that Aziraphale clearly cares about human history and achievements and all that, or else he wouldn't have tried half as much to save the world. But up until this point it's always felt a bit impersonal. During the flood, he doesn't fret as much over the humans as Crowley does. I'm sure he was concerned and felt sorry for them, but he doesn't really know what to say about it, because its Gods will. At the time, God's will triumphed over everything, even his love for humanity. Which to me is why he seems a bit cold to the poor in Edinburgh in 1827, because to him God has given them everything they need to live a good life, they simply made the wrong choices.

And that's a philosophy I feel can come off as very dismissive or apathetic, but it's clear that Aziraphale is neither of those things. He still feels bad, and genuinely tries to make a difference by giving advice to the grave robber and trying to stop her from making more poor decisions, his way of trying to help or "save" her while still adhering to God's will. ("An angel who tries to go along with Heaven as long as he can." Or something like that) But with the doctor and Crowleys clever input, his eyes are kinda opened. Or at least he realizes some stuff. And at that moment, when he's holding the jar, I feel like he's kind of realizing that that was a real, human life. Not just a tumor, or some illegal deal, or a hunk of flesh. That tumor had been part of a very alive little boy with all of the potential to be good, just for that to taken away by a very mortal thing. And with that I think he starts to understand a little more the helplessness that comes with being human, and the bad things that are sometimes necessary to preserve what is good. (the research using stolen bodies/organs)

While yes technically God did give people all they need to be good, with the cards dealt just by life, you can't always just be good. For Aziraphale this is kinda where the fact that God doesn't care/not everything is under Her control is brought to light. All these realizations that have been developing for a while coming to a head in this one moment is why I think we see Aziraphale be so sympathetic and caring over the jar, ex: pulling it closer to his chest and zoning out of the conversation for a sec. Also the natural care of being an angel.

something they don’t tell you about being autistic is that every character you write WILL end up autistic/autistic-coded whether you like it or not

“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

i see driftrod as a QPR. like rodimus is drift's amica, but also it's more than that in a way that can't be defined. they clicked fast and forgive faster. after drift returns to the lost light, its rare to see one without the other. somehow being attached at the hip even though drift has a conjunx already and hes not looking for another one.

ratchet is not insecure so he very much does not care. in fact, he's happy as long as drift is. and as annoying as rodimus can be, ratchet can't help but be fond of him anyway. so when asked, he'll shrug and guess that they ended up friends as well somewhere down the line.

and its funny to watch other bots come to ratchet with concern over how close drift and rodimus' are, except that humor quickly turns into annoyance the more it happens. the point is that drift and rodimus very much love each other, and probably always will. drift doesnt have to choose between his amica anf his conjunx because one doesn't outrank the other. both ratchet and rodimus are important to him in ways that overlap and ways that don't because relationships are complex and don't always fit in neat boxes.

Not sure I can describe the devastation of realizing you will never fluently learn your native language and actively contributing to the death of it