Gaytide Pirates

OK but the poster literally told us everything we need to know about these two and the finale.

The position of their wings makes absolutely zero sense. They would have to arrange themselves in an uncomfortable way to tangle them like that.

And look at them.

They are shielding each other with their wings.

Aziraphale's wing is over Crowley, and Crowley's wing is over Aziraphale.

And they do it even if it's a tight fit, uncomfortable, and slightly cramped. It would be better if they turned and faced each other if they wanted to shield the other with their wings.

But no.

They are so focused on protecting the other person that they have completely turned their back to them. So focused on enveloping the other and have them close. So focused on shielding them that they don't see them.

Even in the other posters

Their wings are scrambling. They are a mess. Feathers are falling as they attempt to embrace the other person. They don't meet in the middle. They don't turn towards each other. They don't listen to each other. They don't stop for a second and discuss what would be the best way they could protect each other.

They are so overtaken by their love for the other person that they fail to receive the love they are shown back.

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Moonbathing

See No Evil

Fish and chips :3

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Chip has moved in the shadows his entire life almost, he only stood out when he wanted to- when he knew he needed to.

Because he's a thief first and foremost, a bastard, with silent footsteps and the ability to dodge impossibly- to avoid and sneak past at every turn.

But when Jay and Gillion entered the scene, that changed.

When he looks at them he must admit he shines a little brighter, grins a little wider, stands a little taller- but it's not just that... Jay and Gillion are the sun and the moon, and when they turn to look at him, no matter how he tries to hide, to blend in to his surroundings, they always find him. Left, right and centre.

And it makes him feel vulnerable. But it makes him feel seen.

It's a terrifying feeling, having those eyes pierce through him and skewer him right through the middle. The one defense measure he's used his whole life, the thing that's kept him alive all this time- stolen away from him in the blink of an eye, in the turn of a head and the shine of a smile.

Yes, it feels a little bit like dying- but doesn't it also feel a little like love?

For the first time since he was taken on board and given a family, a sister; all of who were torn away from him, he is being looked at like a living, breathing, feeling thing.

Like running out onto the sunlit deck with not a fear in the world, like watching moonlight glimmer on the ocean and hoping to one day swim down there and feel it, like defeating his sister in their play battle and reigning victorious, King of the overseas, King of it all.

That feeling is distant to him now, hidden from the sun for so many years, staying far away from the chill of moonlit waters. All this time, it's felt unfair to him to know that he is alive when they are not. So he avoids sensation, avoids the gold and silver the world offers him freely.

Until he find the gold of a girl he can't help but run with, the silver of a boy who's hand is cool in his, as he helps him breach the surface of the swaying ocean.

Jay drags him out onto the sunny deck to spar, to dance, to laugh and navigate their course together.

Gillion grabs his hand and pulls him down into the cold midnight waters, pulling him through glimmering waves and showing him even more beautiful things he's never seen underneath it all.

Sometimes he wonders, when he sees Gillion pray or Jay drift, when their eyes begin to glow and magic seems to spill from their lips, seeping out of the corners of their mouth, if their goddesses ever missed him- if they ever noticed his absence, or more prominently, his return.

Jonah Magnus seemed to receive two types of letters

1. Hello friend I recently experienced something sinister and since you have that funky institute of yours, I thought you’d like to hear it

and

2: NO JONAH WE CAN’T KEEP HOOKING UP, but here have an account of my experience with something horrific, DON’T CONTACT ME AGAIN

OH MY GOD ??? 😍😍😍

Moonbathing

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