@mcssenger
"Thank you for my pornography? Really?”

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@mcssenger
"Thank you for my pornography? Really?”
Skyhigh sentence starters || accepting @mcssenger asked: “so let’s get one thing straight. my word is law. my judgment is final, so there will be no whiner babies. are we clear?” (To aziraphale)
“Isn’t it rather... blasphemous to claim your own words are law? Should that not be a right that is reserved for Her?”
@mcssenger || continued from here.
He didn’t see how this was any of his business either, but— there they were. Amidst the bookshelves and several unpacked boxes, the demon stood with bared teeth and tense like he hadn’t been in a long while now. Like he wasn’t expecting to be anytime soon, or definitely not when the two of them had managed to feel safe again after the final events concerning the Armageddon. Had he— made it unclear how little unreceived were Gabriel and any of the others with all the spitting fire right into their faces move? He knew this one was dense, but there had to be limits even for that level of blindness.
Still, not an inch of his body moves before he makes a quick search with his eyes, looking for any harm done by the Archangel or any of his fellow underlings to the closed bookshop. And only after careful examination is that the demon finally does the motion to retire his coat and pick one of the new arrivals to its designated position in the backroom.
“Leave for starters. But— I wouldn’t stop you if you ought to spontaneously combust. I mean, please, go on.”
And that was that! That should have been the only interaction to hold with someone like him in a moment such as this, but Crowley couldn’t stop himself when a different thought came back to him. Stopping at mid-track, a little hesitant but solely because he was surprised at how he didn’t begin with that point, the demon finally turns with the box still in his hands and a gesture of disbelief.
“Besides— he’s NOT your anything anymore now that I remember. He has NOTHING to do with Heaven, so really Gabe, what the Hell are you doing here then?”
@mcssenger caught a fly
The blood that Beelzebub spat out was a mixture of red and black sludge, the colour already staining their teeth as they coughed it out of their form. ‘... Not so virtuous-zz,’ they breathed out between clenched teeth. The buzz reverberating at the back of their throat and their entire body craved more from the archangel. ‘Do you know what it’s-zz like to fall?’ They raised their head up, a sly smirk appearing in the corner of their lips. ‘The Pit does-zz worse-zz...’
yourplayersaidwhat sentence meme || @mcssenger
“ now that’s just rude, gabriel. whatever did i do to you? ”
@mcssenger angst: ❛ i had love once and it was awful. ❜
“I guess you just didn’t find a good fit for you if you had love once and thought it was awful. Gotta try a little harder to find the right someone. If you want someone that is.”
“Damn, all angels really be like that, huh.”
can see Crowley as Raphael who fell because Gabriel couldn’t to keep an eye on Lucifer. It was a scheme set up between Mike and Raph. Keeping on their respective brothers who love each other too much. I completely blame Jay and Bex for this because of their amazing writing and the ship that hurts