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amaretto au - pt 1 !!!
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in which crowley asks god for aziraphaleās hand in marriage
(or well, not so much asks, but informs Her that itās happening with or without her blessing)
Crowley sighed, trying to keep still; after years of trying to gain tolerance, it was still hard to stand on consecrated grounds. āLook, I want him. I know heās your best angel and the only one worth even a fraction of your divinity with the rest of your lot being absolute tossersāā he sighed, shuddering a breath as his feet burned.
He looked up at the stained glass, spilling color beautifully onto the floor before him. āBut I love him. And he loves me, believe it or not. And honestly, I still canāt believe it myself. Lucky bastard I am, right?ā
But even its light refused to reach him.
āAnd I know it doesnāt mean anything if I askedābut to be clear, Iām not. ācause Iām marrying him anyways. Thatās right. A demon and an angel, in un-holy-holy matrimony. Because he chose me damn you, and I love him for who he is while you only loved him for obeying and Iāā
No. His cries and pleas were wasted here. Millennia of nothing but silence has taught him this.
But for Aziraphaleāheād do anything. āAll I ask isā¦that you donāt make him suffer for his choice. Because Iām a demon. And Iām selfish enough to want to be his choiceā¦even if itās not the right one.ā
Donāt make him fallādonāt cast him out because of me. Donāt hurt him because of me.
āSoājust. Just stay out of it all right? Just. Keep quiet and donāt answerādonāt say anything.ā He swallowed back lifetimes of bitterness. āYouāre good at that.ā
He was greeted with silence, just as he expected. The light filtering through dimmed and the colors washed away. Crowley felt his heart sink.
āWeāre not getting married in a church, thatās for bloody certain,ā he muttered as he turned away. āSo. Yeah. Just letting you know.ā
He exited the church, heart heavy for reasons he didnāt want to give thought, to give voice to.
As he stepped out onto the gray London day, a crash of lightning bellowed through the skies and for one, horrible moment, Crowley thought God Herself was storming down from the heavens to smite him where he stood.
Instead, a downpour fell, and Crowley watched wordlessly as passerby pedestrians scrambled for shelter at the torrential rain that followed. He himself was getting soaked to the bone but he did little more than stand still, feet still burning, though the pain was lessened somehow.
Well, he was, until he felt a familiar presence beside him.
āYouāre getting soaked, dear.ā Crowley looked up and found a familiar canopy of white feathers hanging over him. He chuckled and stepped closer.
Aziraphale looked at him, a quiet expression on his lovely face. Crowley expected him to ask a question, but this one wasnāt the one heād expected: āHmā¦doesnāt this seem familiar?ā He gave a laugh when he was met with confusion. āLike when we first met.ā
Crowleyās eyes widened, something in his heart swelling with something like gratitude, something like hope as he cast his eyes to the sky. āYeah,ā he managed to get out as Aziraphale laced their fingers together, a smooth metal band on his marriage hand warm against Crowleyās skin. āMy thoughts exactly.ā
My heart just swelled three sizes š well written and such a wonderful idea š
Iāve got a severe case of the mondays... š
This week is Bisexual Awareness Week, so here is a comic about what being bisexual might mean to bisexuals! Also, some other identities!
QUEER
THEY ADDED QUEER
I WANT TO CRY WITH FUCKING JOY
This is a really good explanation of the current state of these labels.
This is so good. I freaked out a bit at the first definition of bi because it seemed to mean that bi is exclusive, but Iām so glad they included different definitions
I just stumbled upon this gif by @wheeloffortune-design and it made me so happy I finally managed to get up and do stuff āØ
After TMA kept popping up on my dashboard, I started listening to it a few days ago. Itās. SO. GOOD.
Now I am constantly torn between wanting to listen to more of it per day and the overall unsettling feeling that keeps nagging me when Iām alone šā ļøš»
(and if i only could, iād make a deal with god, and iād get him to swap our places.)
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Stumbling home after a long day at work, I really wasnāt prepared for this š but I think itās beautiful ā„ļø
Crowley and Aziraphale on Lesbos
Celebrating 30 Years of Good Omens!!!
Tip jar (ko-fi)!
This is lovely <3
One chapter full of smut coming right up. Has it worked? Am I doomed yet?
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Warlock, jokingly: I should have Nanny kill you for that
Nanny Ashtoreth, peering around the corner: Who do I need to kill, love?
Warlock: Wh- no, I was just kidding around
Nanny Ashtoreth, pulling out a swordblade out of her umbrella handle: No, whoās bothering you?
I like to imagine that after reconnecting with Warlock post-Armageddonāt, Aziraphale and Crowley have made a habit out of crashing various of the Dowlingās parties and events and confuse the heck out of everyone, much to Warlockās delight.
After whitenessing how miserable their godson gets when having to associate with certain people, they also develop a strategy to spare him from all kinds of assholes. Itās very simple: they channel their joined forces to aggressively put off everyone that spits intolerant nonsense.
Someone is dropping queer-phobic bullshit while sipping champagne, behaving all high and mighty?
Watch Aziraphale gush loudly and happily at the person about how his partner has just bought the loveliest dress (āThey are standing right over there in the black suit, you see, they are so handsome, I think Iām going to faint when I see them in lace-ā) and pestering them with tmi, until the person starts to cringe and back away - and for the possibility of them still not leaving, Crowley has smuggled some laxatives into the champagne for good measure, of course.
And Warlock just stands by and tries not to snort too obviously.
WATCH ME EAT CAKE
What is this about? Watch thisĀ masterpiece
I couldnāt help myself. SO have it. LOL
Thank you so much @neil-gaiman (and all those who worked on this). I have listened to it at least 10 times since it came out. I love you all!
āMissed the bed by an inch but do go on.ā š¤£ā„ļø
My workplace has these really big floor-to-ceiling windows. When it rains heavily and you canāt see much beyond the rain and waterdrops are splashing against the glass and run down - I often get the surreal feeling of sitting in a box inside an ocean, water sorrounding the room from all sides. Like an inverted aquarium, perhaps? I almost expect some fish swimming by and itās somehow really soothing.
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Beautiful š¤©
I like to think about Aziraphale being nervous that Heaven is going to come banging down the door after Armageddidnāt. You know, just being generally nervous and needing to be reassured š
I love both of their expressions so much, they made me giggleāŗļø Poor Aziraphale though, good that Crowley is there as emotional support ā„ļø