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Iβm in my sunglasses era
There's a place just down the street where they chop off angel's wings and fry them in oil. You should try some. Oh, the angels? Yeah they're regular people now. Simultaneously their freedom of flight is ripped away from them violently and yet at the same time they are granted freedom from the yoke of divine subservience so it's bitter sweet for them or some gay shit like that. Anyways the wings are really good.
i love re-consuming media i used to love when i was younger. like wow! child me still is in me i am holding her hand and keeping her safe and doing her favorite things with her!!!!
Ship dynamics are always like Sunshine and Sunshine protector~ Cinnamon roll and their grumpy one π€ Well what about 2 cunts. They're both cunts and that's the dynamic. cunt4cunt.
"the world isn't kind" ok??? Much more importantly are you?????
"the world isnt kind" skill issue. I am
This is a threat
serious answer: I ran some quick math (below the cut) and found out that this ant would impart about ten times the amount of energy as an impact by a 45kg Howitzer round, or one thousand times the energy yield of a typical handgrenade. Ordinarily I would expect something like an ant to disintegrate on impact at high speeds, but there is simply so much energy in that ant that it would have nowhere else to go but forward - even if it completely exploded on impact without penetrating, you would definitely die and definitely need a closed-casket funeral. If it simply went straight through without meaningful disintegration, carrying the majority of its energy away with it, with this being a hypersonic projectile (actually, it's a relativistic one) it still would definitely shred at least a grapefruit-sized hole in you just from cavitation damage. Given the ridiculous speed, it would also create a significant amount of heat and a concussive sonic shockwave as it did so, definitely killing you instantly and probably turning you into charred ground beef.
TLDR yes you would be super mega dead
oh but the ant so small I can take it
that's true I didn't think of that
Not "humans are inherently good" or "humans are inherently evil" but a secret third thing (humans are inherently social animals which means that we're very good at cooperating and being compassionate towards those we perceive as being part of our community but we're also very good at being tribal and violent towards those we perceive as threats to our community and everyone defines their community differently)
Has anyone else noticed that the outgroup is weird as fuck while the ingroup is normal and chill
Wait! WAIT! Wait a god damn fucking second!
Was βOh Crowley, nothing lasts foreverβ actually about being in Heaven?!
Crowley says to him βYou canβt leave this bookshopβ and then Aziraphale responds βOh Crowley, nothing lasts forever.β
Was what he saying actually βIf you think weβre leaving here forever for Heaven, then please know itβs only temporary, weβre only going to Heaven to fix things, then we can come back here.β
Is that why he gives that confused look with that sad little smile when Crowley covers his eyes. Because he doesnβt understand why Crowley hasnβt understood his meaning?!
DID I FIGURE IT OUT?!
My read: He thinks, "You can't leave this bookshop." means Crowley doesn't want Aziraphale to give up the things he loves on earth, like the bookshop. So he says nothing lasts forever, meaning, I would give this up 100 times for a chance to be safe with you.
But what Crowley actually meant was you can't leave me.
They are having two very different conversations.
diversity win! the pharmaceutical corporation that is going to trap your wife in an evil basement includes gender neutral pronouns on their patient intake forms
inspired by my friend Zoe, I present gender bent dirtbag sapphic Gambit
Every time I see gender bent dirtbag sapphic Gambit I black out to find it reposted on my blog
Honestly I feel like it's a bit insulting to God to insist that They create a person in dignity only once, at their birth, and not continually over the course of their whole life, through the love and intelligence that both have their ultimate source in the Almighty.
My top surgery wasn't a mark against the dignity my Creator gave me, it was an act of creation born out of the love I have known from family, friends, strangers, and God, as well as a testament to human ingenuity and craft that are gifts from God. I carry around all of that on my trans body every single day and every single day I thank the Lord for it.