My brain is still rotting
im tryna prove a point to my bf's mother help me out
I hate it when you’re reading smut and you can’t figure out what position they’re in.
god forbid 5000 year old girls do anything
Aziraphale: Then… Then you tell me that you want to do this. You look me in the eye and tell me.
Crowley [convincingly]: I want to. I long to destroy the blameless children of blameless Job, just as I destroyed his blameless goats.
Aziraphale [believing Crowley]: Then God forgive you.
[As they are both walking away in different direction a bleating sound is heard. Aziraphale turnes and sees only crows... which proceed to bleat. Crowley watches Aziraphale. Aziraphale and Crowley glance at each other. Aziraphale makes a miracle and the crows turn to goats revealing that Crowley didn't destroy the goats but changed them into crows instead.]
Aziraphale [putting his hands on his hips, cheerily]: Well.
The owner gave me permission to share photos... but look! Look at this little French Bulldog!
A nose! Minimal facial wrinkles! Breathes quietly! *delighted gasp*
Boss is asleep, cannot stop me from frogposting
I'm trying to prove something.
I feel cheated. no one on Reddit told me that tumblr is a serotonin factory. Keep liking and reblogging my posts please thanks