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Crowley: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very beautiful.  Halt: If the windows open and you time it right, you can do both.
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nineteen-rats · 5 months
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gilan gets a bit more than he bargained for
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i’m in my “obsessed with middle-aged men loving each other” era i think
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the-thursday · 5 months
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Its my husband time. My relatable ginger gay commander husband. He’s smiling but i assure he has blood on his hands (sounds cool but most of it is from paper cuts).
(Also i deleted previous Halt because he was a mistake and disaster but Crowley cant go without him sp you can find him under the readmore but like, you’re entering at your own risk)
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iwanttobepersephone · 6 months
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Headcanon that the FIRST time Will saw Halt and Crowley interact he was just like "are they gay? Or are they just really comfortable with each other? Eh, it doesn't affect me either way" and just never thought about it again
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pickle-bandits · 2 months
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If possible, can you please draw some Cralt pls? If not, that's okay!
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Of course !! ♡︎
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juicingbeetles · 3 months
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Crowley meeting Halt in The Early Years:
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an1d10t · 2 months
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Halt, finally saying the words: I love you
Crowley: more than Abelard?
Halt: know you god damn limits
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salty-ranger · 2 months
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Halt: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-
Crowley: I wrote you a poem
Halt, slightly tearing up: y-you did?
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cheese--6 · 1 month
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ALRIGHT.
So today I saw that picture and I just couldn't help myself to not draw that—
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Joining the Ranger Corps: Halt: If I say yes am I joining a cult?  Crowley: Possibly.  Halt: I’m in.
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nineteen-rats · 9 months
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I need some of my depressed overly-caffeinated tired Halt and his golden retriever husband Crowley
i was in a modern au mood today so here they are taking a scenic walk through the park
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theoakleafpancake · 21 days
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After the celebration had finally ended, Halt decided he’d had enough of formalities and appearances. A grand homecoming to Araluen was not what he’d wanted. Now that he had Will back, all that was left to do was to return to the little cabin in Redmont and sleep for a week straight. If it weren’t for the assembly the King called for, he’d be able to do just that.
Someone knocked on the door. He gave a final tug on the straps of his pack before heading over, heaving in a silent sigh. But when the door swung open, he was met with an unexpected face.
Well, not entirely unexpected. It was bound to happen sooner or later. He’d rather it would have been later, but alas, Fate seemed to be enjoying her time with him.
“Crowley.” He stepped aside, allowing the Ranger Commandant in the room. “I thought you’d have left by now.”
“Really?” The sandy-haired man turned to look at him. “Eleven months, and that’s the first thing you have to say.”
“Eleven and one week,” he said quietly. “And I seem to recall giving you a full report earlier. So no, that is not the first thing I have said to you.”
Crowley ran a hand through his hair. “And one week.” A breathy chuckled escaped the other man. “Do you think I haven’t been counting each day?”
He raised an eyebrow. “A Ranger Commandant has more important things to do than wait for the prodigal son to return.”
“I’m sorry.” The older Ranger reached a hand towards his arm and then faltered, those light eyes desperately seeking his. “If I could go back in time, I would change everything. I would have broken you out of prison. I would have covered it all up. No one would have ever known.”
“Having everyone know was a part of the plan.”
“But why, Halt?” His voice broke. “Why would you put us through that?”
Halt raised his eyes to the ceiling. After all this time, his friend still had the nerve to ask the same question. “I don’t give you as much credit as I should. You’re not stupid, Crowley. You know the answer.”
It was the boy. Will. He would have burned the world for his apprentice if necessity demanded it of him. He had given up his life for some cheeky, over-talkative child that had somehow become an integral part of his life. Losing Will had been like losing an arm. He could have said all this and more, but he wasn’t sure if the other Ranger would ever truly understand.
“Crowley.” He laid a land on his friend’s shoulder. “You have your loyalties and I have mine. Surely you didn’t think I’d change over the years?”
“No. I never would have expected that.” The older Ranger turned away. “You always were a stubborn one.”
“And I don’t intend on changing that. I became a Ranger to help you. Not to pledge my full allegiance to a King.”
“That’s exactly what being a Ranger is.” The silver Oakleaf felt heavy around his neck. Halt knew what the Oakleaf meant. Running away from Clonmel, he was given a second chance, and that chance had been Araluen and its Rangers. He liked Duncan a great deal more than he cared to admit—certainly the Araluan was a far better King than either him or Ferris. But against all odds, that’s just what Duncan was.
A King.
“I just wanted to make sure you were okay,” Crowley said quietly. “But it seems to me you’re doing fine in that sense.”
Halt let go of the man’s shoulder. “You thought too highly of me. That’s your mistake.”
“I think just enough of you.” The redhead sighed. “My only mistake was turning you away. I’m sorry, Halt.”
He met his friend’s eyes, and saw the pain inside them, pain he was responsible for. “I am, too.”
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the-thursday · 4 months
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A thought I had.
So Halt and Duncan are very good friends, yes? But Halt and Crowley are way beyond that. Platonically, romantically, both, whatever you like.
Duncan refused to see Halt in book 3 because he couldn't say no to him.
But Crowley.
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