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Oh dear lord this is golden

Didn’t know Hugh did metal vocals

Hugh shares an important message for us all

*ominous chanting*

*demonic screeches*

I’m right and I should say it

THIS IS PEAK COMEDY.

Friend: Yo, can you draw a sexy sandwich?

Me: Only if we can draw it on the board. *Gives teacher a look*

I really don't know why my teacher let us do that. And she didn't erase it, it was there the next day too.

This is absolutely gorgeous

“Crowley? Crowley, it’s time to wake up.”

Crowley heard the familiar voice calling him, but didn’t quite want to open his eyes yet. He had the distinct impression that he’d been having a lovely dream, and even now the echo of a nearly forgotten melody played in his head. Soft breeze brushed his cheek, lifting the hair from off his forehead.

“Crowley, you’re safe now. Please, I need to see you open your eyes.”

It was a voice he could never resist, and so he forced his eyes open.

He was greeted with the light of thousands of stars, covering his body, and emitting a warm luminescence that caused the face of the angel bending over him to glow. Crowley was tucked safely into Aziraphale’s arms, the angel’s wings curled around him, those, too, decorated with starlight.

(Link to the fic below)

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I didn't realize we did, my TV still has buttons

Oh my

comedy peaked here

I call this People in Red Shorts Falling Off Buildings and Being Aimed at By Guns

everyone does not hate you or think you're embarrassing. your insecurities are lying to you. the people around you actually appreciate you a lot. the right people do care about you, and they think you're awesome. don't beat yourself up thinking others see you as something you're not.