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“ So, the Labyrinth is a piece of cake, is it?            

            Well, let’s see how you deal with this little slice…”

{Labyrinth} ll {King} ll {Laws}

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Whoa I’m gone for awhile and I get a boost of followers, hello. Hopefully I can find time to sit down and work on replies otherwise I’ll be on @tactile-telepathy

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David Bowie Lyrics

As The World Falls Down:

“There’s such a sad love deep in your eyes.” “Every thrill is gone.” “But I’ll be there for you as the world falls down.” “I’ll paint you mornings of gold.” “I’ll spin you Valentine evenings.” “We’re choosing the path between the stars.” “I’ll leave my love between the stars.” “Makes no sense at all.” “Makes no sense to fall.”

Underground:

“No one can blame you for walking away.” “Life can be easy.” “Don’t tell me truth hurts, little girl, ‘cause it hurts like hell.” “You’ll find someone true, down in the Underground.” “It’s only forever, not long at all.”

Magic Dance:

“You remind me of the babe.” “What babe?” “What power?” “I saw my baby, crying hard as babe could cry.” “What could I do?” “Nobody knew what kind of magic spell to use.”

Within You:

“How you turn my world you precious thing.” “You starve and near exhaust me.” “Everything I’ve done, I’ve done for you.” “I move the stars for no one.” “You’ve run so long, you’ve run so far.” “Your eyes can be so cruel, just as I can be so cruel.” “I do believe in you.” “I can’t live within you.”

Rebel Rebel:

“You’ve got your mother in a whirl.” “Hey babe, your hair’s alright.” “Hey babe, let’s go out tonight.” “They say I’m wrong.” “You’ve torn your dress.” “Your face is a mess.” “How could they know?” “You can’t get enough, but enough ain’t the test.” “And I love your dress.” “You’re a juvenile success.” “So what you wanna know?” “Where’d you wanna go?” “What can I do for you?” “Looks like you’ve been there too.”

Changes:

“I still don’t know what I was waiting for.” “And every time I thought I’d got it made it seemed the taste was not so sweet.” “Don’t want to be a richer man.” “Time may change me, but I can’t trace time.” “They’re quite aware of what they’re going through.” “Don’t tell them to grow up and out of it.” “Where’s your shame?” “You left us up to our necks in it.” “Oh, look out you rock'n rollers.” “Pretty soon now you’re gonna get older.”

Heroes:

“I will be king and you will be queen.” “Though nothing will drive them away, we can beat them.” “You can be mean.” “'Cause we’re lovers and that is a fact.” “Though nothing will keep us together, we could steal time, just for one day.” “We can be heroes, forever and ever.” “What’d you say?” “I wish you could swim.” “I can’t remember.” “We kissed as though nothing could fall.” “We’re nothing and nothing will help us.” “Maybe we’re lying.” “Then you better not stay.” “But we could be safer, just for one day.”

Starman:

“Didn’t know what time it was and the lights were low.” “Some cat was layin’ down some rock'n'roll.” “He’d like to come and meet us.” “He’s told us not to blow it.” “I had to phone someone, so I picked on you.” “Switch on the TV, we may pick him up on channel two.”

Ashes to Ashes:

“Do you remember a guy?” “Oh no, don’t say it’s true.” “I’m happy.  Hope you’re happy too.” “I’ve loved.  All I’ve needed love.” “I ain’t got not money.” “Time and again I tell myself I’ll stay clean tonight.” “I’m stuck with a valuable friend.” “I never done good things.” “I never done bad things.” “I never did anything out of the blue.”

China Girl:

“I could escape this feeling with my China girl.” “I hear her heart beating loud as thunder.” “I’m a mess.” “I could pretend that nothing really meant too much.” “You shouldn’t mess with me.” “I’ll ruin everything you are.” “Oh baby just you shut your mouth.”

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— answer these questions then tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better!

tagged by: @theebioexorcist

tagging: @sxmmonsbirds @snakeeyesandfreewill @hellsrhapsody @notevil @crwlee @julia-the-sinfully-delicious @nikririel -- anyone else

nicknames:  Chels, Queenie

zodiac:  Gemini

height:: 5′4

time: 11:23pm

favorite band / artist: The Midnight, Oingo Boingo, Adam and the Ants, Gunship, Emilie Autumn, and more.

song stuck in my head: Dracula - The Master's Song

last movie i saw: Twilight Breaking Dawn part 2

last thing i googled:  engagement ring finger

other blogs: @lil-miss-sinister @mxngrel @tactile-telepathy

do i get asks: Sometimes

why did i choose this username: Angel boi- he soft

following:  60

average amount of sleep: 5 to 8 depending on the night

what i’m wearing:  black tank, flamingo pj pants, volturi necklace

dream job:  No sure anymore

dream trip:  Anywhere in the world or disney

favorite food:  any sweet- red velvet

play any instruments:  No

eye color:  Hazel

hair color:  dark brown

languages you speak:  english

most iconic song:  how can I refuse?

random fact:  I am a passionate artist and convey myself through art. I tend to shower those I want to notice with art. I am not good with words...so this helps.

describe yourself as aesthetic things: heels, black hats, black lip stick, vintage, hippie shades, pin ups, sketch books, guinea pigs.

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“ Aziraphale collected books.

   If he were totally honest with himself he would have to have admitted that his bookshop was simply somewhere to store them. 

                                He was not unusual in this.”

    –Multiverse & Multiship, Mun 21+, Semi-selective, 10yrs+ experience

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(Book shop) ll (Angel) ll (Laws)

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I highly recommend following this magical cinnamon roll.

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julia-the-sinfully-delicious‌:

A blush dusted her human looking complexion at his compliment that made her smile.

“You’re so very sweet Aziraphale, just like the treats you enjoy.”

His compliments too her food also made her beam. She had worked hard on the recipe so hearing the praise of how lovely it tasted could make her wings flutter if they were out.

“I should add a crepe cake to the menu. Layers of crepe with frosting or whipped creme in between each one.”

She had a thoughtful look as ideas buzzed through her head.

“I need to find some more recipe books. Perhaps some older ones for forgotten recipes.”

“ They do say you are what you eat!”

    He chuckled in response before taking a bite of the delicious treat.

         Savoring every moment and every taste. 

 Almost forgetting where he heard that line from.

  Listening to her continue to speak of treats

                almost gave him cavities or far worse.

   “ Oh that sounds.....so delightful. 

          Ah, I may have some recipes around my shop. 

    I am almost certain there are a few. 

               Now to find them shall be tricky.”

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sxmmonsbirds‌:

He hadn’t really changed, but she’d grown up. Grown up to be a cynic, maybe a little broken… “You…probably don’t remember me…”  She said as she climbed down from the ladder, smoothing out her slacks.  “But we met…a long time ago.” 

      Pausing, her words alerting him. 

       Blinking for a split second as he searched his mind.

   Seeing so many people in and out daily, 

       but honestly he could never forget those who had stuck out to him. 

             Those very few that gave him some sort of hope in humanity.

“ You’re features, 

   they do seem very familiar.”

    He mused, still pondering. 

       Feeling almost ashamed as it hadn’t dawned on him much sooner. 

             Taking a chance he then inquired. 

“ You’re not the little girl who used to visit my shop are you?”

   How many years have it been-- how time flew. 

      Though the moment she had witnessed his wings

           forever engraved in his mind.

  A mistake that,that he refused to mention again.

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sxmmonsbirds

“…Holy crap…” 

The little girl stared a bit too long before she blinked rapidly and tried to talk. “Uh…I was wondering if I could…holy…you…wings…” She pressed herself against the door, and swallowed hard. “Book? Um…I’d like a book��”

  He just wanted to voice his frustration, but not in front of the mortal child.

         His brows curved upwards displaying worry. 

 Turning pale. 

  This was dangerous, he thought.

     His thoughts were fleeting and his mouth felt so dry.

         A moment was spent staring in utter disbelief. 

  “ A-ah one moment, if you will.

          I’ll be right with you.”

   Rushing to the back of his shop, stumbling here and there over piles of books.         Once he made it safely he pulled his wings in. 

  Trying to find another suit jacket that’d hold them. 

        Frantic in his actions, he was almost shaking. 

 “ Aziraphale.....what have you done!” 

              Cursing at himself.

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julia-the-sinfully-delicious‌:

“You’ve been so kind to me Aziraphale. I wanted to do something for you. What better than food?”

She chuckled as she started to set the table with an array of food and sweets for both of them to enjoy.

“Would you like a glass of wine? I have red, white, and rosé. I’m more partial to the rosé simply for the color.”

She beamed as she went to get two glasses from the nearby wine cabinet. She was so pleased that he had accepted her invite. She couldn’t lie to herself that she had been worried of when he found out she was a demon that she would stop seeing him. But Aziraphale was different. More open and accepting. He was also good friends with Crowley she had come to find out which was splendid.

“And if you’d like some music I can put on a record for us to listen to as we eat.”

 It was nearly overwhelming, 

     he was worried he wouldn’t be able to taste everything. 

   Maybe there will be an abundance of left overs. 

       Though he must refrain from trying to binge. 

  It took him a moment to process her words 

     and then he gave her his answer.  

        Usually he preferred tea..

“ I....I’ll have rose as well then.”

   Soon taking a seat at his side of the table, 

      assuming that was how she wanted him to be. 

  Using a folded napkin to tuck into his collar 

     to avoid staining his pristine suit and vest.

   Hands resting his in lap awaiting for his hostess to join him, 

      it would be rude to eat without her.  

 Making a small suggestion.

“ Of course, something classical would do.

             If you don’t mind.”

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itasedhim‌:

Darcy looked up from the book and smiled “yes thank you! These books are amazing, how did you get them?” She asked, trying to get more information out of him, there had to be a reason why Shield sent her to this specific bookstore, why it had the one book they needed. There was more to this story and Darcy wanted to figure it out. “Thank you again for being so nice.”

“ Well....They’ve been in the family for many years.”

   It was a little white lie, 

         what harm could come of that. 

 Aziraphale was never usually very convincing, but he certainly tried. 

    Though he has been asked countless times by other humans as well. 

“ Oh don’t thank me, 

          it is no trouble at all!”

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crowley-the-snake‌:

He glanced up from the pile his eyes had fallen on, seeing that his friend was now there.  He looked to the book in his hand, a lovely burgundy leather with gold letters that read ‘Gone With The Wind’ then looked to Aziraphale with a crooked smile.

“Seen the movie a couple dozen times.  Figured I may as well read the book.”

He tucked the book back under his arm and slipped his free hand into his pocket.  With a tilt of his head forward he peered at Aziraphale with his demon eyes showing just a little.

“Got your message, angel.  What did you need to talk about?”

He tilted his head back to glance around the room to double check for any humans in ear shot of their conversation.

“Everything alright or need some help from your old pal?”

 “ Really? I would’ve never guessed you’d enjoy that one in particular. You are full of surprises, Crowley. You’re more than welcome to take that home and finish it if you ever desire to. I feel awful causing you to stop.”

   Aziraphale began to ramble, per usual.

       Eyes returning to his shelf where 

              he noticed underneath a book was out of place. 

   It was bugging him if he let that one slide.

       Crouching down slowly he plucked the book 

               from it’s spot and moved it over to it’s correct one.

“ Ah right, my message.

      I almost nearly forgot about that.” 

   Rising to his feet, pressing his palms on his knees in the process.

     Turning back toward the demon. 

           Noticing Crowley panning his eyes around the room.

“ Well, everything is quite alright. If you don’t mind, 

       I’d like to close up shop real quick and 

             we can go down to the pond for a little chat. 

   I quite miss your company and 

       I’ve recently spoke with Adam, he called today. 

                      I’ll tell you about it later.

      I just rather  talk there...”  

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“ I want the kind of dog you can have fun with, 

                                a little dog.”

                             -Adam

(Home) ll (Hound) ll (Rules) ll (Owner)

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hellsrhapsody

Crowley tried, and spectacularly failed, to glare at Aziraphale. The look on the angel’s face spoke in volumes of how his Adversary thought that his behaviour could be categorised as “nice” and he was not, never ever, nice. Especially not officially. And, besides, his opponent was wrong. He had simply seen the bloody thing while on a “work” trip and had decided to buy it because it reminded it of Aziraphale. That was all.

“It’s just an old thing,” he grumbled under his breath, lifting the wrapped box he was holding, as to invite the angel of ridding his hands of it. “The tune is one of your favourites and…well, you’ll see what it looks like.”

A music box. That was what there was inside the box. A two-centuries-old, booked-shaped music box. Crowley pursed his lips. Perhaps he should admit to himself that it wasn’t your everyday gift. But still, he and Aziraphale had known each other for six thousand years. That made their “everyday things” very much different from any standard.

  Accepting the box with both his of his hands. 

      Examining how nicely wrapped it had been. A shame to ruin it.

           There was no special occasion for the gift.

 Which made it all the more special.

    A smile remained present. Deeply touched and from his words, 

       he was most certain Crowley put some thought into it.

     He sure wasn’t like the other demons, 

         that being said he was a lot cleaner too.. 

          Aziraphale looked to him like a companion throughout life. 

“ How thoughtful of you.

    I feel bad I have nothing for you.”

  Tearing up the paper, 

       being sure to discard the pieces on a table nearby to dispose of them later. 

    Once the item was exposed to him, he was furthermore speechless. 

       The angel had personally loved antiques, the more history the better. 

            This included music boxes. Which he had very few of.

   Widening his hues as they glistened,

           looking over his gift and it’s craftsmanship.

                  Staring in wonder.

 The shape it resembled-- became one of his favorite features. 

                   Cranking it till a gentle tune filled the air.   

                         A heavenly sound.

  Stammering he expressed excitement. His voice climbing in volume.  

    Glancing back toward the one before him.   

         Deeply touched-- he tried to not make the situation turn into a sappy one.

“ I-It’s beautiful.....Crowley. 

     I’ve never seen anything like it.

    I absolutely love it and I have the perfect spot for it. 

                         Thank you so much.“ 

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I try to not be super selective

but I do hope I find a Crowley I click with so I can comfortably spam them 

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aziraphale & crowley au

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you aren’t acting like yourself.

miscellaneous angst starters.

 Lost in thought, Aziraphale just sat on his bench. 

   Gaze falling upon the pond and the geese that swimming about. 

         He felt so lost----

           So empty and he didn’t understand why.

   Unaware of how silent he currently was and for how long. 

      Hearing Crowley’s voice caused him to snap out

               of whatever trance he fell under. 

“ I am sorry? 

     I-I’m under quite a bit of stress and perhaps it’s taking a toll on me.

         What were we talking about again?”