#featheredferryman

but I really want to. angels having to deal with little girl god would make my day

He doesn’t really, though he does experience anxiety at the sight of young blonde girls of a certain age. Really though, most little girls are a bit of weakness, either because they remind him of his niece at a certain age or Astra somehow.

APPARENTLY THIS IS GONNA BE A THING FRIEND. I’M REALLY HOPING THE DIFFERENT PLACES SAYING THIS ARE ACCURATE BECAUSE I NOW HAVE A NEED

“And I’m here just for those bran muffins they sell,” Sam pouts, foot tapping on the coffee shop’s tiled floors. The customer in the front sure took a long time to order in. 

¦ ✧ ¦        ❝ honestly, i’d rather stay outta shi’                    like this, bu’ this is goin’ too far                    an’ everyone’s bein’ fuckin’ dumb.                    we can’ help anyone if we jus’ end                    up where they are by attackin’ the                    dolls. ya go ta the source a the                    problem, no’ go jumpin’ ta yer                    deaths in vain effort. ❞

i still love you tho <3<3<3 ;*

“Oh, shit, sorry—” She blushes scarlet as he speaks, giving him a cringey smile and nodding quickly in understanding. “Sure, sure, of course, sorry about that—I’m, uh. Maybe a little rusty with summoning.” And remembering that, oh yeah, it’s lunchtime for normal people who don’t forget to eat more often than not. Amelia twists her mouth in an awkward smile, gesturing to a chair nearby. “Um, have a seat if you want—and oh, I’m Amelia, by the way. D’you want, like, a Coke or anything...?” You can take the girl out of the South (or, more accurately, the girl can take her ass out of the South and never look back), but you can’t ever really take the South out of the girl, at least not when it comes to manners.

“Man, do me a solid and tell God I don’t wanna grow up.”