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When a certain someone keeps dropping into the shop too often and a demon has had enough.

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WE’RE GETTING A SEASON THREE!!!???!!!

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“Not Bad, For A 6000 Year Old Classic!” So, Crowley can feel whatever is going on in the Bentley, he says? Coming soon, the lovely @drwhoisginnyholmes is still tinkering in the shop with some words on the very subject for the @do-it-with-style-events reverse big bang!

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First time they make an effort (because going to the bathhouses Barbie style™ would have raised more questions than necessary...)

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Angel/Demon Mating Dance (all the turtleneck madness drove me to... whatever this is. Enjoy.)

(yes, it is inspired by this:)

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Do it Again

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infatuation makes your heart race love is quiet. love sets you at ease.

and because most of my pieces are mental screenshots of little scenes in my head, here's the scene:

Crowley was tugged into consciousness bit by bit. The afternoon light slowly filtered in, as well as the hum of music from the other room and the weird angle his neck was at. He was warm and content and wanted to sink back into his nap, but the threads of sleep fluttered away the more he tried. Finally, he took a deeper breath, shifting in the armchair, and cracked an eye open just a sliver. There he was, the angel, sitting at his desk. Had hardly noticed Crowley was awake, engulfed in his task of retouching a damaged page. Looking at his hands, Crowley became aware of the fuzzy warmth covering his own and peeked down to see a blanket tucked around his shoulders.

The feeling hit him so hard he let his head loll to the side, eyes closed. His chest tightened and he just…buckled. Finally came undone under the weight of his love for Aziraphale. Its inexorable, steadfast pull which he had been pushing back against for millennia, it had finally caught him off guard, sleepy and vulnerable and so tired from holding back, from refusing to name it. It was a quiet surrender. Crowley looked back at Aziraphale with the understanding of a man meeting his end and embracing it.

Perhaps he could gently pull the blanket to the side and get up. Perhaps he could cross the few steps to the desk and place a freshly made cup of tea to Aziraphale’s right. Perhaps he would hold his gaze, for longer than needed to answer “Don’t mention it”. Perhaps he would ask him if he would like a scone with that. Perhaps Aziraphale would understand that this was not about the scone at all. And yet, what Crowley was asking of him was also exactly about scones. And tea. And quiet afternoons together. Perhaps the angel would finally put down his sword, too, and the world would let out a breath it had been holding for millennia.

the soulmate to this piece, i guess.

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VAVOOM!

Get them wet and staring into each other's eyes, all right. I will personally see to it. >:)

find me everywhere

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For the GOmens fans being healed by the ofmd season 2 (aka me) Enjoy!!!!!!!! oh and little bonusss:

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how that confession should have gone

based on this meme:

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He drove back to the bookshop a few hours later hoping by some miracle Aziraphale would still be there,

(and to also just be near to something/ somewhere he finds comforting, aka the bookshop)

(part 1 and 2 of ? ? ?)

its been a bit since ive done a comic like this- this is how you know the fixations got a real grip on me at this point cause oooohh boy does it,

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Crowley bby you did your best and you deserves a gold "you tried" star but a group of two is NOT a clear definition AT ALL

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Before, during, after

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Good Omens S2 ending made me cry so I, in turn, had to make art. The Ineffable Husbands deserve happiness 😭

May it give you feels 😏

Find me everywhere

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😠 

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let's be honest, how else did we think he got all those fire extinguishers?