due to personal reasons i am now firmly on team “i hope aziraphale does change heaven for the better actually (going on the assumption that his return is as straightforward as it seemed etc”
like if the alternative is just this ohhh he’s so NAIVE and SOFT and so WRONG and he’ll have to LEARN A TOUGH LESSON etc etc nonsense then yeah 1000% go for it babe knock it out of the park
i hope choosing hope and kindness pays dividends. i hope the soft traits that made other characters continually disparage and underestimate him and his intelligence turn out to be his greatest assets bc i kinda don’t give a shit about a “toughen up it’s the only way everyone else knows better” life lesson for this character
(which like honestly a lot of the rhetoric is dismissive of the fact that persistent goodness in the face of an existence of disparagement takes great strength and that at the end of the day aziraphale has always been able to stand up in his own way)
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Are you still active on tumblr?
YES I am!! Sorry friends for dropping off the face of the earth, I got a job and I had to move and it was a lot. But I am less stressed now and I hope I can get back to posting more regularly!! I really missed it (ノ^ヮ^)ノ*:・゚✧
I will never leave tumblr because there is no other place on the internet where I can tell people that 80% of the time when I try to introduce myself to someone in the office that I haven’t met yet I get so focused on smiling and holding eye contact that I forget the part where I actually have to introduce myself (°□°)
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a lil snippet from the next chapter because i felt like sharing:
He looks down.
“Obi-Wan?”
“I thought I was going to die.”
“Obi-Wan?” Qui-Gon repeats helplessly, but the skinny shoulders curl inwards and Obi-Wan presses his hands hard against his eyes and says again–
“I thought I was gonna–”
The words choke off into a strangled noise, and Qui-Gon folds onto the floor in front of him even as Obi-Wan’s face crumples– caves in– collapses–
(For this is the first thing his Padawan tells him of his time on Melidaan, and the remembered conviction in his voice drives the knife ever deeper–)
“Padawan,” he says, and he says it again when Obi-Wan’s shoulders start to shake, and again when he steps forward, into Qui-Gon’s arms, and again when he feels fingers curl into the back of his tunic–
Qui-Gon hugs him tight and pulls sunlight over them both and does not let go. He says it again over the staggered sobs, and again when Obi-Wan’s grip slackens as exhaustion wins its fight, and then he sits back against the wall, cradling him, and says it again.
He will grant the word conviction of its own if he must. A bulwark against being blindsided by survival.
(I thought I was gonna die, Obi-Wan says, and a shadow in his own heart rises to meet it and says with equal certainty, I thought you would, too.)
“You did not,” Qui-Gon says. He ducks his head, presses his lips to the messy hair–
“You did not.”
His back will forgive him one more bad night.
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something hilariously ironic and somehow kind of sweet: this is the first time I've ever received flowers from a boy in my LIFE. this is the first time, and they aren't from my ex-boyfriend (the thought never crossed his mind) or my father or my brother..... the FIRST TIME I've ever received intentional flowers from a boy, it's from boy problem no 2. 😂😂😂😂😂 like what on earth!!!!!
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