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@withhistongue // sc

     “That’s not my department.”

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“Ah! Is that the boy, then?” Beelzebub walked up to the strict looking woman sitting on a bench outside, and followed their gaze to a small boy who appeared to be using a stick to wage a violent war against some rose bushes. “Well... we all had to start somewhere, did we not?”

Not particularly impressive as such, but Beelzebub tried very hard to look at the son of the Morningstar with favor. Every demon had stake in the child’s future, and so every one of them should at least attempt to muster up some sort of parental instinct. This visit was not an order, it was as close to a social call as Beelzebub would ever come. Born out of curiosity.

They looked away from the child to study Crowley, who apparently had chosen an tried-and-true Nanny approach to overseeing the upbringing of the Antichrist. It was a good look on the demon, they decided. And apart from everything else, Crowley had shown an uncanny affinity to corrupt whole populations of mortals at a time, none better to steer the child right. Or wrong, as it were.

[bookshopcelestial]

" despite everything, it's still you. "

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         Crowley spoke the words softly. So softly that, had it been anyone other that Aziraphale, he might not have heard them at all. As it were, the angel let slip a private smile, his eyelashes fanning his cheeks as he dropped his gaze to the copper-haired demon resting his head in his lap. 

        “….I know,” Aziraphale replied, equally quietly. He closed the book in his off-hand, set it aside. “…I’m sorry it took me so long to see that.”

[lordflyers]

" i'm going to regret this. "

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‘You probably will,’ they agreed, lip curling up in distaste. ‘But you picked it, and now it’s yours.’ Taking a step back, Beelzebub gave a quick gesture with their head for the demon beside them to deposit the box on the floor.

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005

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005. — Throw something large at my muse. 

Beelzebub crept along the wall in Crowley’s apartment. It had been months since they had agreed to leave the demon alone, and only hours since they had found out about the trick he had pulled on them. On Hell itself. The traitor could not be allowed to live, they had to make an example out of him - it was just the way it was. Nothing personal.

Except that it was, now.

So deep in thought were they that they failed to realize that they flies would have signaled their arrival, and that Crowley in all likelihood was prepared - which of course he was -

- as they rounded a corner something huge and heavy smashed into them and they fell back, hitting their head on the wall and on the thing- they flailed and gave muted yells of pain as they finally stilled, them with their limbs entwined in the rigid monstrosity of-

-the chair! The stupid, pompous bloody chair! Too big and too decorated and an armrest had split their lip open, and they had twisted their ankle on impact and fuck if they didn’t have a concussion too.

“CROWLEYYY!”

[queenprotector]

" i know i'm brilliant. "

Lost Meme

“Ehhhh. Let’s not oversell it. You’ll do.”

Freddie’s ribbing is ever-affectionate, and the way she leans in to brush their shoulders together makes that even more clear. 

“Wasn’t it you who tried to convince me that chimps build nests?”

[nctevil]

" there was something on your face, i had to get it off. "

❝ Was it a worm?       I was watching on TV the other day that there is some kind of bug that can put their eggs under your skin and then the it would hatch and eat their way out of your skin. Was it one of those? Do you think I have bug eggs in me? ❞

[etherlia]

" don't ever say i never do anything for you. "

          she stands there, shoulders relaxed and a thoughtful smile plastered to her face with a glistening stare up at the much taller demon. 

                     In the dead of night on this snowy evening. he’d stopped some ruthless thugs from breaking in and destroying her precious plant business. feet crunched on the icy sidewalk while she stepped forward, arms suddenly squeezing around him with a head against his chest, knowing she’d have to be quick about this. “ thank you.”  

“ SO much. “