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Screeching demon sounds of joy

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Beautifully resonates!

Just and Unjust, C.S.Lewis // "Big God", Florence + the Machine // The Civil War, Anne Sexton// graffiti on a wall, unkown // "Sun Bleached Flies", Ethel Cain // Grief Lessons; Four Plays, Euripides// "Cassandra" Florence + the Machine // Journal, Andrei Tarkovsky// Mark Twain// "Caught", Florence + the Machine // The Echo Sounder, Ada Limon// "Not Strong Enough", Boygenius // Duino Elegies; “The Second Elegy,” Rainer Maria Rilke//The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa // "The Shack", William P. Young

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they're perfect for romance novel covers

(this one is based on Theresa Conway's A Passion for Glory)

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I MISS THEM

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The Great Mouse Detective screenshot redraws! 🐁🔍🐀

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Only your knight ✨

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Movie night

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Happy new year love! ❤️❤️

Happy New Year!

As we step into this brand new year, I want to take a moment to send my wonderful friends all my warmest wishes. May this year bring you moments of peace, growth, and joy—filled with love and laughter in abundance. Let it be a year of new beginnings, where dreams are pursued with courage and every challenge becomes an opportunity to grow stronger.

Thank you for the memories we’ve shared and the journey we’re continuing together. I will never be truly able to find the words that express how grateful I am to this community that has brought me my friends and loved ones and filled my days with endless joy and magic. I’m grateful for you all, and I can’t wait to see where this new year will take us.

Happy New Year! Here’s to a year of happiness, good health, and endless possibilities! 🌟

Here's to us and our ineffable little family (some postcards from 1941).................... to our world

@sakuranova07 the love of my life and my angel...... I can't wait to start this new year with you and the magic you fill in my life

@spiteful-summer-of-sixteen my bestie, my confidant, my no.1 pain in the ass, the doctor to my donna.... best sibling ever <3

@glitterypin @abiiii-ineffable the kindest, most supportive friend one could ever wish for..... even in ones darkest hours she sees the best in you..... remember y'all to ask Santa for a friend like her next year

@glitterypin Sweetest, sassiest, wisest, kindest older sister ever.... thank you for never giving up on your tumblr siblings and for brainrotting with us all year round! You're the best

@pan-bookish-ent proof that 2024 was unhinged.... how our friendship began and blossomed. I hope this year sees us being stronger than ever

@turtlenec-crowley my first ever tumblr mutual who came back after a long hiatus.... I missed you buddy

@davidtennantgenderenvy still wondering how are we mutuals and why do you still put up with my crazy unhingedness.... love you, you're AMAZING... keep being awesome and everyone's favourite Tumblr queen.

@reloha without your love and support I don't think I would have ever started writing. Thank you for helping me get over my fears and pushing me to do the one thing that was actually my biggest passion.

@suburbia-and-brentwood-market I love our long seamless conversations at the most ungodly hours of the day/night..... looking forward to a billion more of them. You are my favourite film nerd after all <3 ;)

Special shoutout to all my tumblr mutuals @paintedpineleaf @phoen1xr0se @goodoldfashionedlunatic @princeloww @aq2003 @dreamsfrozenincandyland @shadesofecclescakes @do-angels-dream-of-starry-seas @consanguinitatum @mystic-mae @inezrable @elsinore-and-inverness ..................... tumblr just wouldn't be the same without you guys!!!! Here's to another year of being awesome together, for loving and never giving up, and filling this world with unbridled joy....... y'all are my found family.

I also want to dedicate this one to @dtmsrpfcringe ! We all miss you, and I wish we'd gotten to start this year and many more years with you. You are remembered. <3

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Good year

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The angel in his arms is sweaty and cold. Why is he cold? Shouldn’t he be healing? Is he not healing?

Crowley draws a shuddering breath and grits his teeth. Don’t be stupid. He can feel every twitch and tremble of the wounded wing with how tight he is gripping Aziraphale. He can feel severed tendons growing back and blood vessels recovering, slowly webbing across the delicate inner map of a corporeal angel wing. He grimaces at the wet crackling sound of hollow bone mending its shattered fragments back together. It’s slow and the bloodstains won’t come off without a molt or a miracle but he is healing.

It doesn’t do much to reassure him, Crowley notes grimly, not when Aziraphale is so cold. It’s wrong. Angels, or just this one, fuck if he knows, shouldn’t be cold. Aziraphale has always been warm, almost like the sun, in a way that makes Crowley amenable to the idea of completely forsaking his favourite shape in favour of spending the rest of eternity coiled around the angel.

His breath hitches and he curses, fuck, Aziraphale will be fine, stop crying. To distract himself with something, if just for one moment, Crowley moves on the straws to lean against a wall and attempts to make himself more comfortable. He pulls Aziraphale closer, lifts a shaky hand to the side of his head and gently cradles him against his chest, thumb softly caressing the silvery blond curls. They are cold and damp at the roots and Crowley hates it.

The demon doesn’t pay much attention to the time until the first light of dawn trickles from the cracks in the hovel’s walls. It promises warmth that’s not yet there but will be, in due time. A lone ray of sunlight kisses the angel’s cheek and as if by some sort of magic he wakes up.

Crowley feels him stir and has to bite back a sigh of relief - it wouldn’t do to let the angel know how worried he was - resulting in a much more acceptable huff. However, he doesn’t look at Aziraphale even when the angel shifts in his arms to look up. There is a soft inhale, as if he saw something that touched him to the core. Crowley clenches his jaw. Too soft. 

“Crowley…” Aziraphale starts but the demon cuts him off.

“Shut up”, he says, voice rough and tight. “Shut up, it’s fine, couldn’t very well leave you out there, now could I. Shut up.” 

Aziraphale must be utterly exhausted from healing his wing since this time that’s all it takes for him to give up trying to thank Crowley. He just smiles against his chest, not just settling back into his lap but actually embracing him and finally, finally, finally the angel is warming up. Crowley’s heart swells with something unnamed and suddenly it doesn’t matter anymore that Aziraphale saw the tear-stains on his face.

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I miss both of them

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beep boop!

*throws this at you and runs*