me, reading aloud a post i just saw on a Queen fanblog: okay but Aziraphale and Crowley are ‘car friend/gay who can’t drive’ solidarity
my roommate, Amias: bold of you to say Crowley can drive
me: him having a car is literally critical to the plot of the book
Amias: doesn’t mean he can drive.
me: are you saying Crowley’s belief that he can drive is the only reason he can?
Amias: yes that’s exactly what i’m saying.
me: if he suddenly was deprived of occult powers and got into a car he’d be like “what the fuck is this”? that’s what you’re saying?
Amias: yes!! look, he goes 110 miles an hour in the middle of London and things rearrange themselves around him, he couldn’t pass a traffic test if his life depended on it. crowley can’t actually drive he’s just doing magic constantly
me: …somehow you’ve convinced me
Tag: headcanons
listen y’all, I know we like to write Bitty as a “mom”, (I’ve been guilty of that too and its okay, like it’s totally fine) but. Bitty is twenty two and he is a frat boy who has grown up around athletes, he’s gross and lazy and I would like to present you with some examples. okay, hear me out:
*cracks knuckles as I lived in a frat house for three years*
also tagging @yoursummerfrost because this is her jam
@abominableobriens honey listen, i could do this all day, and you bring up some good points that I would like to expand on
Can I write an essay about Eric
“C’s get Degrees” Bittle?
I really should stop doing this at this point but i meant it when I said I could do this all day and I Have More:
just moving along like everyone else 