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#𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 : many people, meeting aziraphale for the first time, formed three impressions : that he was english, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a treeful of monkeys on nitrous oxide.

as adored by ray. they + them. 24.

CARRD. PROMO. WRITING. MEMES.

+ temp rules under cut !

#pinned post.#updated. 08.09.23.#beta editor.

throwing aziraphale on my multi. @wasworthy

#out.#del.#i just have too many blogs to juggle

hi i'm finishing my owed replies on @offenseonly and then i'm gonna try to get at least five things done here. send if we've never interacted <3

#out.#hi i'm determined to get everyone back up nd active

ghost of you

#out.#del.#that’s it that’s the post

memetaped

cobra kai taken from the tv show.

it’s karate. old-school karate.

you got a death wish, kid?

here, hold this ice on your ribs.

karate isn’t only about self-defense. it’s about protecting others.

you may get hurt, but nobody wins by doing nothing.

i’ll get the hell out of here when i’m goddamn good and ready.

because sometimes the scars you can’t see are the ones that hurt the most.

see you, kid.

you’ve learned to channel your anger, but you’re afraid.

my shoulder’s killing me.

well, always remember our first lesson, you. this is for self-defense only.

if you’re not strong on the inside, you can’t be strong on the outside.

i’m gonna pretend you didn’t say that.

i can’t believe i’m saying this, but you’re grounded.

you know those little red stickers that say “further reduced”? that means “spoiled”.

real nice friend you’ve made.

i’ve been having a real rough night.

well, i just feel like i’m coming down with a fever.

you’re saying that in life, i can’t do everything by myself and i have to rely on other people?

you can’t let that bad blood change who you are.

the more help, the better. but first, you need a gi.

i’m asking you to become more than just a soldier, son. you understand that?

also, this is really gonna sting.

look, i know you’re pissed at me. you have a right to be.

hey, rambo. kids are getting hurt.

karate is not a phase. it’s a way of life. you can leave it for a while, but it never really leaves you.

the biggest battle is always the one within.

i broke a kid’s nose. who knew these things were lethal weapons?

you don’t have to worry about me. i can handle myself.

this next part is gonna be really, really hard, okay? but this is the best way forward.

and i kept it under wraps. i didn’t want you to lose focus. needed you at your best.

just don’t forget. being a badass doesn’t mean being an asshole.

hey, wanna get some food? i know a good burger joint.

trust me, sweetheart, you don’t know the half of it.

i was in a bad place. there’s no question about that.

look, i know you’re not 100%, but you got the heart of a champion.

they kicked the fucking shit out of me.

i don’t know how i’m gonna keep going. i don’t feel safe.

and it turned me into an angry and violent kid.

you can get through anything. you know why? ‘cause you got me.

everyone’s got a sob story. that doesn’t give you the right to be a bully.

i did what you taught me. i showed mercy. why did this happen to me?

some people have it good, but the rest of us, we have to fight for every inch of what’s ours.

don’t blame yourself. blame me.

i warned you, but you just had to push it and make it personal.

instead of burying your heads in the sand, and pretending that bullying doesn’t exist, or that you could just get rid of it, what you need to do is teach kids how to defend themselves.

i’m still kind of freaked out about it.

you see what i just did there? that’s called de-escalation.

when something bad happens, you have two choices. you let it tear you down or you let it build you up.

you get back up, and you try it again.

it’s been a little rough lately. it’s nice to have people look out for you.

maybe my right way is different from yours.

the world shows no mercy. so, why should we?

problem is, my “self” is too weak.

i don’t even know who you are anymore.

#i deserve some morsel of joy #prompt.

coldblooded crowley running hot to the warmest angel who always runs cold <3

#out.#i'm soft #sorry i dont have it in me to talk ooc i WILL be messaging everyone back tmm #i just feel really bad today

bunnykyu

they are not really drunk

#aziraphale x crowley. / a group of the two of us.#art.#hi alix .#alix hi.#hi :)

crossovers always create fun dynamics but nothings funnier than aziracrow getting attached to the two teenage brats who bully crowley into admitting his feelings and are indirectly the reason aziraphale stops having faith in heaven + god

#verse. four.#those are their CHILDREN #phone is at 20 ok i WILL b back later to answer dms this just made me giggle

love is stored in the angel

#he has SO MUCH LOVE he’s bursting at the seams w it #sure romantic / sexual is reserved for crowley but #platonic!!!! familial!!!!! there’s so so so much love in him it HURTS #i’ll reply to dms in a little bit my phone is about to die and i need to wake myself up first but #there is soooo much love in him it HURTS #out.

hi, this is my plotting call, i suppose. like this and i'll come bother you, i suppose.

#out.#plotting call.#todays off to such a bad start #i need something light i think

sirkayleeofcamelot

Oh, to run my fingers over your scars on a lazy morning. I am grateful you are home.

#verse. four.#aziraphale x crowley. / a group of the two of us.#:)

just an fyi, there will never be a human verse here. i have one (1) single verse where we’re doing a role reversal but outside that one (1) single one, he will always be an angel.

#out.#del.

crowley , ❛ i thought , you’re the best . ❜

it's a childlike wonder that colors aziraphale's face, curled into the corner of the room, back comfortably settled against crowley's chest.

tomorrow, he'll return to alina's side, to the prince, to serve as council, with his demon at his side. tomorrow, they can worry about the war raging outside their chambers. tomorrow, they can pretend tonight hadn't happened — to the world, that is, there is no going back now, not for them.

for now, aziraphale has his hand outstretched, the other resting on @truthlie's leg, his demon leaning back into the corner, where the walls join, one hand wrapped around his waist. light does not exist without darkness, and though aziraphale lights their room with a beautiful golden glow, crowley's free hand inspires shadows to dance across the ceiling, beautiful and precious and so much more complex than either summoner could fathom.

' you're magnificent, ' aziraphale whispers, keeping his eyes trained on the light — on the beautiful stars they've created in their own safe space. with crowley wrapped around him, he can forget the dull throb of pain in his shoulder, the darkness that's spread out, a web of black scars across his shoulder, his back, his chest. hell may have made an effort to catch him, to drag him into its darkness, but there are two lights aimed to save him.

he's left one, dear thing, to her own devices for the night. the other is his angel, the love of his life, that, reminding him of their meeting, creation of everything. from nothing you've come and to nothing you'll return, he supposes.

it'd be a waste of a miracle, he'd've thought, years ago, even months prior, before alina needed them. before he'd found him again. but it's healing, it's the proof that there's still good — even when he's no longer of use. proof that they're each other's missing puzzle piece, always have been. he doesn't notice the light begin to dim, the way crowley tenses against him at it. angels don't need to sleep, he's assured the prince and future queen before, concern etched on their features hearing about him reading long into the night, until the sun had breached the sky, and then more. but he's comfortable, has forgotten the stinging pain in his shoulder. long forgotten the darkness that tried to overtake his heart, his soul.

sleep feels lovely, welcoming, and he's chasing it, letting his hand fall as the light flickers out, feels the darkness as a comfort, a cover, a blanket over him and his demon — rather than a frightening attack. aziraphale's curling into his chest, letting crowley maneuver them down, letting himself curl into his demon. ' i do love you, ' he mumbles, letting sleep and crowley's darkness envelop him alike. exhaustion bleeds out like his wound, comfort and safety seeping in. ' you can be second best. '

#truthlie #in.#verse. four.#theyre my everything ok

last post vs what alix and i were talking about where some point a few centuries ago, aziraphale was musing aloud, realizing that, well, sure, god loves everyone, angels love everyone, and god knows aziraphale is so full of love he's bursting at the seams with it, that he doesn't know hatred ( or at least, won't allow himself to admit that he does. ) but — no one loves him. that maybe he's unlovable. because look at crowley — so many people have fallen in love with him, have fallen for him, have been interested in him. no one's ever looked at him like that. ( except, they have. there have been people, throughout the millennia, to fall in love with aziraphale, to care for him, to be attracted to and interested in him — he's a lovely angel, how could you not? but he's been so laser - focused, and so in denial of that focus, that he's suffocated so deep down that he won't acknowledge it, that he's never noticed it. and he can see! he's been interested, in passing, in people — men, mostly, masculine presenting people, knows what interests him, but he's never had anything lasting, except, well. ) and sure, crowley is quick to argue him, that he is lovable. that there are individuals that love him — are in love with him, even. but he's never seen it! five thousand millennia and he's never had anyone be in love with him. not anyone that mattered, not anyone who made it clear.

tl;dr im fucked up over aziraphale knowing he's loved but spending so much of his existence thinking he's unlovable ...

#out.#i'm feeling so normal rn #stick ur fingers in my enclosure i promise i dont bite #AND THEN SOMEONE CONFESSES THEY DO LOVE HIM #AND HE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO TAKE IT !!!#augh im fucked up bc there's a 'i'm not like you' in that argument from aziraphale to crowley #and the reminder to crowley decades later that aziraphale NEEDS that bluntness vs aziraphale realizing crowley has told him before.#so many times before. so many ways.

seeing a long post talking about how aziraphale is a victim of an abusive relationship with heaven + the archangels / metatron is soooo goddamn validating

#good omens spoilers /#its what ive been SAYING #all of that last bit from the moment the metatron shows up .#that's an abuse victim's reaction!!#abuse /#domestic abuse /#ask to tag /#theres such a clear parallel between him and nina and it HURTS #( speaking as someone who has been subjected to dv / child abuse / emotional abuse / physical / religious etc )#its suuuuch a trauma response the way he clings to the only thing he knows #how he thinks theres nothing for him if he abandons heaven #i know one day i'll write abt what 'i forgive you' equates to in my portrayal #but it does 1000% go hand in hand with this #crowley who was forced out of that and now removed can see how /toxic/ this is but aziraphale CANT #hes spent his entire existence trying to make heaven happy trying to prove his worth being beaten down by the other angels #done everything that he thinks is 'right' by /heavens/ standards. thinks he can make it worthy of crowley —#who is by and far the holiest thing in his life — in existence even — because theres a capacity for kindness and love in him that #he cant even find in god herself !!!#but he's been taught god is everything. she IS love. she IS kindness. hes not allowed to question!!!#AUGH i m crying screaming throwing up all that i lost the post but know i WILL write abt this in depth one day

wheeloffortune-design

if aziraphale reacted like that when he discovered food, rip crowley when he discovers sex

#aziraphale x crowley. / a group of the two of us.#WHAT DID I SAY #ask to tag /#something something floodgates broken

aziraphale physically putting himself between crowley and guillermo / daniel because get the fucking holy water as far away from his demon as possible.

#out.#del.#we’re losing our minds today fam

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