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Quite early Crowley had informed him that there would be no work on the cottage today. Instead they spread out a blanket in front of the fire, miracled up an endless picnic basket of treats and wine, and then spent all day drinking and talking about things no more serious than that time Crowley had a run-in with earth’s most temperamental donkey.

Now Crowley has fallen asleep, with his head in Aziraphale’s lap and a lusty sigh of comfort. So Aziraphale is reading, lovingly carding his fingers through his demon’s hair, and enjoying the heat of the roaring fire and wine.

because it is scary and irresponsible to tell an audience especially an audience that has a not insubstantial amount of younger queer fans that no actually, death is the only way to escape the oppressive systems that victimize you, submit to destruction in a beautiful act of love and sacrifice and you'll be rewarded by that system of power and be able to be with the love of your life in the next life.

call me paranoid all you like, but I'd rather put this out there now then have to read about something tragic happening because of this, or at least it will be small comfort that at least I tried.

You have to stay, please stay with us, this life that you have right here right now might be painful and unfair but it can be so so beautiful and joyous and we shouldn't have to fight for it but we do and we will for as long as we have to.

Our queer ancestors have fought for longer than you can even imagine for you to be here with us, and there are elders and peers who are still fighting for you right now.

You deserve to live and be at peace in this life, and you can I know its possible, don't give in because it all seems so pointless, it all seems so broken, it all seems so much bigger than you could ever handle because you're not alone, its not you (or the two of you) against it all, the queer community spans the whole fucking world and all of human history and we still need you.

Because one of us is all of us, and one of us being lost is too fucking many and I'm sick to the back teeth of it.

It's rude. You're making someone take their time to read something you couldn't bother to write. You're telling them they were so unimportant you couldn't be bothered to actually take the time to say something yourself. And frankly, you're lying about it while you're at it.

when it's framed as a "so just get married for legality reasons" and im like. you mean like how gay people married/marry people of the opposite gender for legality reasons? and that's considered to be a symptom of a problem, not the solution? you want people to "just" get married against their will because it's the only solution this system has available?

if people cannot or will not get married for whatever reason -- not just for being aromantic, but, say, due to inefficient disability support measures within marriage, because of having had bad experiences with marriage in the past, because of being polyamorous, because some element of marriage is ineffective, unwanted, limited, discriminatory, or hell, because you can't find somebody to marry or nobody wants to marry you, or maybe because you just plain don't want to without there being a distinct Reason -- then it's a problem that this is the only framework in place for people to be afforded certain legal and social protections.

i am glad for others that more people can get married, but it's a flawed institution with gaping holes that isn't for everyone and builds social structures that leave so many people behind and unsupported. this is abundantly obvious in the way that we saw why people pushed for the need for equal marriage in the first place.

that's what's said when making a point that it's a social construct. and also what's meant (partially) when pushing against the idea that "love" as concept isn't at the core of queer (amongst others hinted at in this post) activism, because it's about building better structures. if the only people we care about are those we "love" within a family unit, or those who successfully manage to pretend that unit without actually really wanting it, and if not being in that unit for whatever reason means that care isn't going to be/is no longer afforded, then are we really doing any better than heteronormativity?

"Because the decision rests entirely on the Montana Constitution, it is insulated from the U.S. Supreme Court. Under the principle of adequate and independent state grounds, the federal Supreme Court cannot review a state court's interpretation of its own constitution, so long as that constitution provides more protection than the federal one. [...] What this means in practice is that Montana's transgender residents now have a constitutional shield completely independent of the Supreme Court of the United State’s decisions."

"Now I've shot so many Nazis, Daddy will have to buy me a sable coat." (From his Wikipedia article).

Neil Munro "Bunny" Roger

June 9, 1911-April 27, 1997.

Bunny Roger killed a bunch of Nazis and then invented Capri pants.

He was expelled from Oxford for his indiscrete gayness (discrete gayness being perfectly fine at Oxford and part of the curriculum until...today probably, at least like 1992?). Then, having been sent down to London, he started his own fashion business, and his first client was Vivien Leigh.

Bunny served in WWII, killing fascists in North Africa and Italy, and often wearing a mauve scarf in the field. Roger claimed that he had gone into a battle brandishing a rolled-up copy of VOGUE and commanding: "When in doubt, powder heavily!"

Roger was known in high society for his themed soirées; Diamond, Amethyst, and Flame Balls were held to celebrate his 60th, 70th, and 80th birthdays. He wore a curious plum colored catsuit with a feathered headdress at his 70th birthday ball in 1981. At his 80th, he made his entrance in a catsuit of scarlet sequins with a cape of orange organza, greeting his guests from behind a wall of fire. His parties were covered by the newspapers, including a New Year's Eve Fetish Ball where the proper upper class mixed with young guests in rubber S/M gear.

From an obituary: "Beneath his mauve mannerisms, Bunny was stalwart, frank, dependable and undeceived; to onlookers a passing peacock, to intimates, a life enhancer and exemplary friend."

From another obituary:

And this in-memoriam piece.

twelve episodes, twelve contestants - a mix of annoying middle aged sci fi authors, fan fic authors and random people off the street

a variety of against the clock writing tasks, big finish scripts, ability to interact with actors without shouting at them and challenges where you have no budget or doctor for an episode

judged by solely by christopher eccleston

And sometimes you read a Fic by someone who clearly really identifies with Crowley and you can just feel the love for Aziraphale slithering all over the page. Sometimes it’s because the author was already kinda in love with Michael Sheen’s Aziraphale but sometimes it’s just because once you really get yourself into Crowley’s head, it’s impossible not to admire all of Aziraphale’s softness and silliness and indulgence just like he does.