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Just hope you're heaven-sent, and you're hell-proof.
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A new SpaceDogs fic! Will be made public this Saturday! For a patron - Nigel wakes up on Adam’s front porch after a rough night out and immediately falls in love with this gorgeous angel who brought him chicken noodle soup and insisted he clean up his mess.
Nigel doesn't make a habit of passing out drunk on the front doorstep of an absolute fucking angel, but today is apparently his lucky day. Though it doesn't start out lucky – he wakes to the sharp scent of overly-salted chicken noodle soup in a brown bag and a cup of tea being carefully placed by his hand on the cold, concrete doorstep.
He wakes with a flail of limbs, almost causing both soup and drink to go splashing out over himself and the nameless Samaritan, a curse on his lips that abruptly dies off when he sees the pure fucking angelic grace of the man who had taken time to offer him such things. There's a pool of vomit by his shoes and the man's forehead is crinkled in a sharp frown. He straightens up, dressed in a sweater vest and dark slacks of all things in this ridiculously hot Californian weather, and his nose wrinkles as Nigel straightens.
"What the fuck," he groans, and presses a hand against his forehead.
"You have been drinking," the angel says, and Nigel rolls his eyes, pushing himself upright from the bag of wet potato-slump he had been. He glares up at the angel, watches as his fingers twist and curl around each other and he tentatively nudges the brown bag with his foot. "You have been on this step for a few hours. I first noticed at 5:18 this morning and it's 8:47 now. My friend Beth told me that soup and caffeine are good for nausea and headaches so I brought you some, and now you are going to make me late."
These things are all said in rapid succession, and Nigel blinks up at the angel, softening somewhat as he watches the other man fidget and flex in place.
"Okay," the angel says. "I hope you have a good day. Please eat and drink otherwise it will go to waste, and please clean up your mess. The smell is quite distressing."
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I couldn't agree more. I don't know if it's just the honeymoon phase, but I always catch myself smiling or laughing because of you, and I've honestly never been like this before. Your energy is really something else that sometimes it makes me want to cry. I just can't believe that someone like you exists. God is really good. I always thank Him everyday for you. ❤
idk what i'd do without my boyfriend fr
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Hi! New reader here!ive been obsessed with heaven-sent and youre such a great writer! Cant wait for the next updates for it! 🥺 -👼🏻 anon
Hi! Wow thank you so much! I’m so sorry it’s taken so long for me to update. I have an outline and some notes for how I want the story to continue and definite plans for the ending. Please wait for me! Thank you 🥺❤️
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I have spent the longest time trying to convince people.
I was fortunate enough to know Bill Gates before his Microsoft gig.
We both started small, working from our garage at the start.
I was still working in my garage until last year. I didn’t quite have Bills brain.
Lets face it. I don’t have a brain at all.
But Bill always gives me the time…
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Heavens servers got hacked
Heavens servers got hacked
Follow up to Heavens got email – read it first or again to remind yourself.
Inbox
Heavens inbox is always full while the the devil and demons play.
Sending out constant spawn to inboxes all over the world
He’s got those demons working hard, tricking souls into a heaven on earth for an eternity in hell.
All from your inbox.
Who doesn’t want to be the new Kardashian? or that guy out of King of…
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