Stop interpreting my resting * face. It is RESTING, it doesn’t have anything to do with you.
* = whatever
Why the fuck are all the songs in the world about these two idiots?!
My two cents (or a farthing) in putting together a breakup divorce temporary separation playlist for the ineffable husbands. I think Crowley and Aziraphale will both vehemently deny getting teary-eyed at some of the lyrics, or in Crowley's case bawling along drunk 'Sshtay with me-e-ee'.
I have faith that these angelic entities, who have been through so much together, will find each other stumbling through some major fuck ups and will end up together again. Holding hands at least. The playlist starts out with some serious heartache and pain and morphs more into hope and faith at the end. With a nightingale.
Music by: David Arnold, Brian Eno, John Cale, Archive, Michelle Gurevich, Shakespears Sister, Beck, Michael Kiwanuka, Chris Isaak, Karine Polwart, John Grant, Missy Higgings, The Irrepressibles, Daniel Lanois, Peggy Lee, Joseph Arthur, Angus & Julia Stone, Ane Brun, Ben Harper, Racoon, Ada, Hilda Gudnadottir, Cosmo Sheldrake
Shrugs. Thought you* might be interested in this little snippet from last Sunday.
*waving to any and all lurking Hozier fans.
BTW has anyone done the statistics on how many fanfics contain hozier lyrics?
Had to look up how tall that was in my metric system but yeah. For non US/UK people 5'8 is almost 173cm.
Klein is fijn, ik wil niet groter worden (=small is fun, I don't want to grow taller) was my favourite childhood song. And a good motto to live happily by.
Happy New Year, love you all ❤.
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Thank you
10 or 11 little ducks have been spotted crossing the dash board
There is nothing more precious to me as a writer than the comments left on AO3. Whenever I get that email notification, I wonder what kind of comment was left. To have a little fun, I'm going to sort the typical comments into a few different categories and share my reactions to them as a writer.
If you feel I missed a comment type, please let me know. I'm curious to learn what other classifications you think exist (positive comment types only please - let's not make this negative). Also, if you wanted to tag yourself, I'd love you know what type of commenter you think you are.
The Polite Conversationalist - Your comment confirms that you read and enjoyed the fic or chapter. You offer praise for the author's efforts and encouragement for them to continue. - If this is you, please know that I'm imagining us holding a book club together. I brought us snacks.
The All Caps Reaction - You left the most unhinged comment. - You were screaming as you read it? I was screaming as I wrote it. Let's be friends.
The How Dare You - The angst is real. And painful. And I'm sorry but the story needed it. - This is a compliment of the highest order and I'm so glad you left it.
The Conspiracy Theorist - You are so invested that you are trying to figure out what comes next. - I'm so excited to read your ideas. They let me know the story tracks for you. And I'm either smiling because you guessed right and I'm excited for you to read what comes next, or I'm grinning because I know the plot twist is going to blow your mind.
The Catch-Up - You haven't commented in a while and are letting me know you are catching up. - I'm so glad you are back! I missed you. I know life gets busy and it means a lot to me that you took the time to read my story.
The Giggle - You laughed at my jokes and let me know. - Did we just become best friends? I'm already making you a bracelet.
The Callout - You found my favorite line in the chapter or fic. - I love you so much. You just made my day, my week, my month. Seriously, all the love for the reader. xoxo
An angel bright, a demon bold,
Their love defied the stories told.
Beyond all time, through light and shade,
A bond unbroken, never swayed.
Upon the sea where moonlight gleams,
They whisper hope in golden dreams.
The waves may crash, the tempests cry,
Yet still they soar, yet still they fly.
Through endless skies, past heaven’s gate,
They dance defiant, laughing fate.
No chains of earth, nor law above,
Can dim the fire of their love.
And when the nightingale takes flight,
It sings their tale in silver light.
Of hope, of stars, of endless bliss,
A love that time could not dismiss.
Aziraphale portrait in pencils and charcoal. I spent 19 weeks drawing this.
She/her, pan, ace, 40s | more silliness in my life please | (day)dreamer | voracious reader | music chaser
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