>>Crowley was struggling to keep up. The press of Aziraphaleās thigh was a distraction he certainly wasnāt prepared for, and he felt his face catch fire as heat coiled in his stomach. His eyes widened, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he tried to focus on anything other than how close Aziraphale wasāor the way the boa tickled his neck like some absurdly soft noose.<<
The wonderful @hopelesslysleepy wrote this fantastic 1941 OneShot āItās alarming how charming I feelā for this drawing š„¹ Thank you so much, this was a real team effort ā¤ļø
Iām in proper disbelief that this really happened. Itās such a rare thing, meeting someone with a similarly specific brainrot like yourself. Even more thankful I am to have a whole group of oddly specific sad gay birds on the Footnotes Discord Server, who fuel my creativity like nothing. You guys are the best ā¤ļø Thanks for pitching this idea and begging me not stopping me to do this drawing ā¤ļø

















