Gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide

"Benny, if you aren't terribly busy, could I ask you for a minor favour? Nothing too taxing, I can assure you."

Looking up, the vampire raised an eyebrow curiously. He was usually a little uncertain about people asking him for favors but with the angel it probably wasn’t anything too problematic. “Depends on what it is,” he answered, still a little evasive.

Benny honestly wasn’t too used to people doing nice things just because they wanted to, most of his relationships started out as sort of mutual benefit kind of things. It was sort of by virtue of what he was. Still, Aziraphale’s words struck him as sweet, if a little strange. Then again, that sort of summed up the angel perfectly. “Well, ‘m not gonna make you do anythin’ for me, but if it makes you feel better, I won’ stop you either.”

"My dear, I doubt you could make me do anything," he said with a small chuckle. "Or stop me, for that matter, so I'm afraid you'll just have to put up with me being unbearably nice to you for the foreseeable future. Unless there's something specific I can do for you, of course. Any favours you'd care to call in?"

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"Az," Benny sighed, a note of long-suffering weariness in his voice. He lifted his arm, the arm of the angel beside him lifting as well. "Why are we handcuffed t’gether?"

Aziraphale tugged back grumpily, standing up. “You only had to ask you know, no need to get all growly with me.”

Aziraphale standing pulled on Benny’s arm and he blinked. He hadn’t really meant to get growly. It was just sort of bad circumstances. “Sorry, mate. Just wanna get these off.”

"What, and you think I don't? I have a delivery coming in today. I highly doubt you want to be stuck with me while I have to get on with that." He wasn't particularly fussed whether the shop opened or not, it wouldn't be the first time he'd taken an impromptu holiday, but he couldn't afford to miss another delivery. Last time, the box had been left out in the rain and most of the stock ruined.

azirxphale has set a blaze!

I can assure you, nothing about it was poetic, in any sense. Regardless, lets strive to avoid any in the future, just to be safe.

The two blokes who stopped the apocalypse? Angel face, even I know that’s not a solo dance. And I’m a demon car.

What exactly is it you're implying here? I rather get the feeling it's improper, whatever it is.

azirxphale has set a blaze!

Regardless, I doubt it does my poor heart any good.

And precisely to which fire are you referring? My bookshop on fire is certainly something I’d actively avoid, but I don’t much fancy being inside a flaming car either.

Ah that’s right. The poor dear burnt down at the same time…how poetic. I was talkin’ bout my fire, but both are really un-fun

I can assure you, nothing about it was poetic, in any sense. Regardless, lets strive to avoid any in the future, just to be safe.

capillaryspice

Can we all take a moment to appreciate Anthony J. Crowley, a millennia old demon, the Serpent of Eden, one of the Fallen, capable of altering reality without a second thought…

who thinks gluing coins to sidewalks is an acceptable form of demonic activity

#omens

micrna

"hhrrmpph Newton bluhb ten years hmrprh.."

#PacRim

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"Az," Benny sighed, a note of long-suffering weariness in his voice. He lifted his arm, the arm of the angel beside him lifting as well. "Why are we handcuffed t’gether?"

"Yeah, I’ll call a friend, see if he has any ideas." Benny stretched for his phone but couldn’t reach it, growling a little. "You’re gonna have t’ come over here so I can get it," he said, turning back to Az, and tugging on the other’s arm by pulling his own.

Aziraphale tugged back grumpily, standing up. "You only had to ask you know, no need to get all growly with me."

azirxphale has set a blaze!

You could say that. Not that I don’t trust his driving abilities, I just don’t care for his recklessness. It’s a little disconcerting.

Aw, Angel, we’d never let anything bad happen. Save the one fire deal, that was a one time gig, sweetie.

Regardless, I doubt it does my poor heart any good.

And precisely to which fire are you referring? My bookshop on fire is certainly something I'd actively avoid, but I don't much fancy being inside a flaming car either.

queer-af

OMFG IM DYING HELP

#SPN

"Benny, if you aren't terribly busy, could I ask you for a minor favour? Nothing too taxing, I can assure you."

Looking up, the vampire raised an eyebrow curiously. He was usually a little uncertain about people asking him for favors but with the angel it probably wasn’t anything too problematic. “Depends on what it is,” he answered, still a little evasive.

They were messy, that was undeniable, but they weren’t completely ruined. He gently carded his fingers through the feathers, ordering them and setting them right. “They’re not that bad,” he murmured softly. “An’ really, I don’ mind any.”

Aziraphale reached up to run a hand through his hair; that could probably do with straightening up a little too. "It's not a case of whether you mind, dear, but when someone does something nice for me it's only right I do something in return. Although, it's hardly as if I need any excuse to want to do something nice for someone."

alienfirst

Pacific Rim Couture: Otachi Suit

Made some modifications off of the first version! There were just too many things that I thought pushed it more toward a costume rather than a stylized suit.

I also couldn’t stand leaving it without putting down the back of the coat and vest, because really, those are the best parts whenever someone is in a suit.

Other Pacific Rim Couture: Otachi Dress

#PacRim

thisisfatherspeaking

azirxphale came searching for answers

thisisfatherspeaking

"I’d honestly have no idea." The deity chuckled softly, smiling at him.

"Exactly. So, you see, you simply have to do things you enjoy. It'd be a terrible shame if you didn't, everyone needs to take a little break every now and then," he said sagely.

#thisisfatherspeaking

azirxphale has set a blaze!

I don’t recall giving any indication that I didn’t.

Well not like ya’ to stop by and take a ride with little ol me. It’s the pilot, ain’t it? He drives too fast for ya, sug?

You could say that. Not that I don't trust his driving abilities, I just don't care for his recklessness. It's a little disconcerting.