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ato-dato · 9 months
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Piss off!!! Thanks!!!!!!!!!! :)))))
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crowleys-hips · 2 months
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chernozemm · 6 months
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infatuation makes your heart race love is quiet. love sets you at ease.
and because most of my pieces are mental screenshots of little scenes in my head, here's the scene:
Crowley was tugged into consciousness bit by bit. The afternoon light slowly filtered in, as well as the hum of music from the other room and the weird angle his neck was at. He was warm and content and wanted to sink back into his nap, but the threads of sleep fluttered away the more he tried. Finally, he took a deeper breath, shifting in the armchair, and cracked an eye open just a sliver. There he was, the angel, sitting at his desk. Had hardly noticed Crowley was awake, engulfed in his task of retouching a damaged page. Looking at his hands, Crowley became aware of the fuzzy warmth covering his own and peeked down to see a blanket tucked around his shoulders.
The feeling hit him so hard he let his head loll to the side, eyes closed. His chest tightened and he just…buckled. Finally came undone under the weight of his love for Aziraphale. Its inexorable, steadfast pull which he had been pushing back against for millennia, it had finally caught him off guard, sleepy and vulnerable and so tired from holding back, from refusing to name it. It was a quiet surrender. Crowley looked back at Aziraphale with the understanding of a man meeting his end and embracing it.
Perhaps he could gently pull the blanket to the side and get up. Perhaps he could cross the few steps to the desk and place a freshly made cup of tea to Aziraphale’s right. Perhaps he would hold his gaze, for longer than needed to answer “Don’t mention it”. Perhaps he would ask him if he would like a scone with that. Perhaps Aziraphale would understand that this was not about the scone at all. And yet, what Crowley was asking of him was also exactly about scones. And tea. And quiet afternoons together. Perhaps the angel would finally put down his sword, too, and the world would let out a breath it had been holding for millennia.
the soulmate to this piece, i guess.
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allysketches · 1 month
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this drawing started off as tv crowley and aziraphale dressed like their book cover counterparts, but then I got carried away and it turned out... not being exactly that anymore 🤷🏻‍♀️
so... late 80s/early 90s au? (aka. literally the book lol)
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1941-crowley-slut · 5 months
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goosetooths · 8 months
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he's connected the dots. he's connected them.
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nobie · 9 months
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#ineffable idiots
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raggedy-spaceman · 9 months
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S02E04 The Hitchhicker
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willgrahamscock · 9 months
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"No! It wouldn't be funny at all."
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caramel-cream50 · 3 months
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gleafer · 7 months
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Sometimes when I work late at night, scenarios pop in my head and I MUST share them (in comic form OF COURSE).And they’re usually pure nonsense. I was raised on Bugs Bunny, Marx Brothers and Mad TV. The brain is broken.
But, I know I’m not the only one so I give to you THIS.
CAUGHT in the ACT
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sentientsky · 4 months
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guess who’s been wading thru the archives again
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aduckwithears · 7 months
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I don't think we're talking enough about how the premise for the 1827 meetup in the cemetery was a date, pure and simple. There was no "uh oh, Aziraphale is in trouble again", no big point in history that both sides needed them to attend, no Arrangement at all... nope, it was an invitation and an accepted invitation. It was literally Crowley saying "hey angel, I saw a thing that you'll find funny (I was thinking about you), come and hang out with me about it" and Aziraphale does.
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And I wonder what would have happened next if they hadn't stumbled across grave-robbing Elspeth and her moral dilemma.
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blorbocollection · 1 year
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crowzirawho · 5 months
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Heaven: Wow, Aziraphale, I am impressed. It's a miracle how your Absolute Worst Enemy, the demon Crowley, has not noticed you for 6000 years.
Hell: so do you guys fuck or what
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diavalkitty · 2 months
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