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And a Nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

Gold Fireflies Dance Through Japanese Enchanted Forest in the Summer of 2016

An array of photographers captured these stunning images of gold fireflies during Japan’s rainy season in June and July. A dazzling long-exposure effort, the fireflies resemble a chimerical glittery effect only seen by fairies in enchanted forests.

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

*crouches to go into stealth*

the cracking of my knees alerts the guards, I am immediately killed

I have realized that the perfect form of media must have a delicate balance between absolutely heart wrenching pure emotional devastation and the most ridiculous nonsense you have ever seen in your whole life

This is a theater stage for a play

I get lost thinking about the journey Crowley makes from Eden to the Apocalypse. I completely adore pre-Flood Crawly, the way that he’s still gleeful and curious about the world. He’s such a wily mischief fluff.

In praise of terrific and deliberate costume design: I can’t believe it took me this long to notice the way he gradually covers up his eyes more and more. After the Flood, she has her head covered. The next time we see him, post-Crucifixion, the sunglasses have arrived. And the specs get progressively larger over time, hiding more and more.

(I particularly love the L-shaped lenses in 1862.)

By the time we reach the Apocalypse, the glasses are opaque and completely closed off. Solid, armored protection on all sides.

(I know I didn’t catch every era, don’t @ me, tumblr gif search is the worst and the general progression seems fairly obvious, especially because of where it ends.)

You can see the progression on Crowley’s face too, of course. Watching Humans being Humans for so long starts to get to a demon. The glasses have to be impenetrable when this is where time and the Ineffable Plan have brought you.

(Got to be careful who gets to see you with the glasses off.)

(Got to have a whole glove box filled with extras so as never to be caught without them.)

There is something carefree about Crowley’s very first park bench scene with Aziraphale, in ep1. But it’s such a different kind of carefree than we used to see before the Flood. It’s world-weary, resigned, cool. He’s seen it all and he knows how the game is played.

This contrast, to me, is so perfect: he’s still Crowley. He’s just been around the block a few times by now.

And even after all of this, he wants to save the world.