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ive had a hc for crowley. that like. almost every night for the past month or so. ive been like ‘im gonna post this tomorrow.’ but then when im finally able to. i NEVER REMEMBER IT
going old school w my icon again too bc i have. Completely Forgotten how to edit
AZIRAPHALE. / holykept.
“ well, “ no. he should just say no, crowley will never drop this. the angel takes a sip of the tea, and it’s believed to be a pause in moment, a moment too long . “ no one’s .. taking sides, it’s just, “ and yet again, he finds himself speechless, his mind running in circles . oh, but then he remembers . “ oh good lord, this is about the wine sommelier at the ritz - yes, we sort of see him frequently and i doubt he truly knows the best wine - as we’ve lived through it basically, “
“ as … celestial beings, “ aziraphale whispers the latter . “ we should let the humans feel good about little things , severely a petty thing you’ve turned this into , crowley . “ one more pause . “ also you really can’t just ask him if he’s been around for the first wine tasting, you know he hasn’t - “
crowley gives an exaggerated scoff. as if his middle name isn’t ‘ petty ’ ( which, it isn’t, of course. it’s a j ) and his favorite hobby isn’t confounding people ( which, it also isn’t, though he does greatly enjoy it. the confused expression on the man’s face had been excellent ). it’s not like it’s dangerous to allude to their true natures anymore – hardly anyone believes in the supernatural like them anymore. mostly, people just think he’s nuts, even if they do believe, which is also fun. hey, you live a life as long as crowley has, and you find ways to entertain yourself. sometimes at the expense of the wine sommelier at the ritz. and your best friend. plus, the human had made a ridiculous recommendation. professional, crowley’s ass.
“ c’mon, he works for the bloody ritz, angel ! he’s supposed to know what he’s talking about – ” at this point, it’s pretty obvious that he’s whining about it for the sake of whining, as he’s doing so about something that had happened a good handful of hours ago. “ ‘s not my fault humans’re so bad at keeping track of things so their descendants forget them. if he’d been there, he’d be better at his job, ‘s all i was saying. ”
𝙸 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝚂𝙴𝙴 what’s so bad about knowing the difference between 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 and 𝙴𝚅𝙸𝙻, anyway !
/ tv-based, with book and radio influences. dash-only. by mo.
HI IM SORRY IM STILL GONNA BE ABSENT FOR A COUPLE DAYS but i have time to slap some two-week-old selfies here for munday bc its been a couple months since ive done that :3c
hey sorry abt my SUPER low activity lately! ive been v busy w holiday and family stuff and itll likely continue that way until ~the new yr. ill still be lurking at least a little most days and will write whenever i find the time but ill be on discord if u wanna talk or anything in the meantime!! i love u all i hope the holidays are good to u
Hey you guys know that one text post, the one with the cat? You know what one I mean. Thanks @sneakyfeets This was supposed to be “just a sketch” but then Crowley had to be a bastard who sits in chairs and it all went downhill from there.
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oh - it’s, tickety boo .
private . selective aziraphale based on novel & series . by bria .
from anon → Meta: love ( send me a topic to write meta on. / accepting. )
love, for crowley, isn’t nearly as complicated as he’d have you expect. in fact, he’d sooner lead you to believe that he is, and that all demons are, incapable of love. of course, one look past the veneer of swagger crowley puts on, and it’s extraordinarily obvious this isn’t true.
crowley loves, and crowley loves hard. when he loves something or someone, he puts his entire being into that love – but as he doesn’t like being vulnerable ( and what’s more vulnerable than loving ? hell is not kind to the vulnerable ), he doesn’t allow himself closeness to many people or things. in fact, you could say the only things he’s let himself love are the bentley and aziraphale.
in the bentley’s case, it’s a little weird, isn’t it, that crowley, who cycles through other fashions and trends with every decade, keeps this terribly old car around ? of course he’s formed an emotional attachment to it, no matter that the sentience it’s gained from being in close proximity to demonic magic for so long has semi-recently given it a particular obsession with queen. he’s not sure, honestly, what it is about the bentley that he loves so much, but it’s an extension of himself as much as the bookshop is an extension of aziraphale.
now, if crowley were to say “ i love the earth ” ( perhaps in response to a question like “ why did you help stop the apocalypse ? ” ), that would be an incomplete statement. the full version would be “ i love the earth, because that’s where aziraphale is. ” he is fond of earthly things, yes, like food and alcohol and non-heavenly music and the creative chaos humans can spread, but ultimately, as he proves in asking aziraphale to run away with him, it’s the angel’s company that matters most. to crowley, a world without his best friend wasn’t worth saving, and nothing proves how much he loves quite like that, i think.
crowley? wearing what he’s expected to??? please
Crowley materializes out of a murder of crows holding a slurpee (x): hey guys what’s up
Character Study Collection — Aziraphale 94/∞ && Crowley 94/∞
DELIRIUM. / tlmebreaks·.
lights dance before her eyes, her mouth full of unspeakable stories && her head full of nonsense. she’s yearning to connect – to GRASP. demon, angel, human, personification of concepts . . . all beings worth understanding.
❝ aren’t you tired ? ❞ delirium questions him, her tone casual so as to not SCARE him away. she has a tendency to do that. would FEAR make those wings POP out ? would he fly in the face of danger ?
❝ picking sides, all that . . . its easier to just exist to exist.. you must be TIRED, crowley. ❞
❪ @anguisfell· ♡’s this ❫
he is tired – of course he is. he is tired in a way no century-long nap can cure. he is tired in a way that echoes in his shifting bones and the ashen remains of his soul. he is tired in the way only one tossed away from the side that didn’t want him anymore, only to land him into the poisonous, sulfurous grasp of the other, can be. he is old – ancient – and he is tired.
he is of hell, forged of heaven’s discarded steel in the hottest of hellfire – and no matter that this fact burns on his tongue like venom ( sometimes when he loses himself he tastes his own. it’s bitter. ), it remains truth. someone born of such an earthly thing as delirium couldn’t understand ( and they’re such human things, to dream, to desire, to die. etcetera. aren’t they ? )
( or does she understand him in a way no demon ever could ? he’s been toeing the line between sides for a long time. how many blessings has he performed ? )
“ i can’t have have that luxury, ” there’s a bite in his words but even he can’t tell if it’s a strike at delirium or a strike at his own tail, “ i’m a demon. i can’t exist like you do. ”
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I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!