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mobius-m-mobius · 1 year
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OWEN WILSON as CARL NARGLE in Paint (2023)
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thyra279 · 4 years
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At the Edge of the World
The first chapter of my Regency/Victorian loooooongfic is up! AS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PICTURE OF AZIRAPHALE EVER MADE.
Enter the first of our leading men.
Aziraphale Fortescue was as stately a gentleman as he could be at the age of 24. Broad-chested and comely, he was undoubtedly a man, yet he'd retained something of the angelic innocence of youth about the face and hands which made him much more approachable to men, women and children alike than a man of his rank usually would be. As a consequence, he went through life with a general affection for his fellow man which was sometimes undeserved, and a charitable disposition to believe the best of the world made all the easier by the good fortune of his birth.
By any reasonable account, the world was his to take. His oyster, so to say.
Read the rest over on AO3.
Look how pretty he issssssssssss thank you @agardeneden​ for creating this, if it’s not in at least seven art museums tomorrow I’m gonna be pissed. 
Tune in to see agardeneden’s gorgeous Crowley next week.
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London, 1814.
The handsome young Mr. Aziraphale Fortescue has a family name and an easy upper-class charm that makes the world smile at him - at least at who they think he is. A lieutenant in the Royal Navy, he is ordered to take shore-leave by his commanding officer, Archibald Gabriel. While on leave, he discovers London's underworld and finds the love of his life: The man who will expand his horizons and make him reach for more than he ever dared to hope for.
Anthony J. Crawly, known as Raphael to his clients, wants his own place in the world and he'll do anything to get there. He's on the prowl for a rich gentleman patron - a much more dangerous game than the one played by the famous mistresses who've gone before him. He has no need for a posh angelic lieutenant and yet, he cannot keep away.
The two turn each others' lives upside-down, for better and for worse. At a time of great revolutions and upheaval, they take a stand themselves, together and apart, forging out a place for the two of them despite the world they live in - eventually.
This fic will be blessed with beautiful art by anthony_crowley aka agardeneden and was created as part of the wonderful Do It With Style 2020 Minibang event.
Thanks to @do-it-with-style-events​ for creating this minibang that brought Royal Navy Aziraphale to the world.
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paradoxrealm · 5 years
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Shadow Split
The button-eyed girl frowns.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know where we are either. And... I don’t remember my name... It has been over 70 years...”
Beldam sees the girl’s memories. It’s the exact same girl from Shadow’s memories. Instead of remaining with her parents, she’s taken away to live with her aunt. The girl is ignored, to her dismay. She discovers a small door to another world. Beldam sees none other than himself, welcoming the girl with open arms. For the first time in her life, the girl is happy and loved. She eagerly accepts having buttons sewn onto her eyes. She accepts the inevitable fate that awaited her when she said yes.
The memories fade. Beldam meets the girl’s gaze again.
“Could you think of a name for me?”
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Oh shiiiiioooooooot he totally would have done that given that the Shadow he knows had eyes to take. Was that the vaguest amount of guilt he was feeling?? OooOoOOoOOOOOO it isSssSssSssss!
"... Shadow?...." he suggests, not really knowing what else to call them.
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ϟ - w/ any charas! // ♪ - kandy // ≠ - any ships!
Send me a ϟ for a plot I think would be fun for your muse/our muses.
There was this one Kittison plot that we where gonna do i think? and we never actually got around to it or we started to and then we just never went back to the 1x1. Anyways, it was like they played best friends on a tv show or something, but like no one knew they where dating. I DON’T ACTUALLY KNOW BUT STILL THINK THIS WOULD BE FUN WITH THEM
Send me a ♪ for a song that reminds me of our muses and my favorite lyrics from it. 
Okay this is like so hard, cause i can list like at least four songs that make me think of Kandy, with the most obvious one being love is an open door. But because clearly I cannot just pick one song (one line of lyric from one of them maybe) A few others would have to be; love bug by the jonas brothers, drop in the ocean by ron pope, you’re mine by lea michele. and the lyric im gonna pick issssssssssss
You're mine, for lifeAnd I'll be by your sideWe are entwinedYou're mine, for life,Hold me until we die,I'm yours and you are mine
Send me a ≠ for something my muse would never say to your muse.
Harley would never ever tell Barry that she resents him for going (back?) to  Paris, even if she’s bitter about it and how she wishes he was back in Toronto. If he ever came back, she’d just put on a smile, possibly a little fake; but lets face it when isn’t harley a bit fake at times; and be happy he was home.
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