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{ dipping in to remind the dash I'm on hiatus until the 24th because my girlfriend is visiting. I hope you're all doing well! }

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{ I may end up getting to a couple of things in the next couple of days, but I'm going to be essentially on hiatus from June 14 to June 24. My girlfriend is coming to visit and my attention is going to be all on her. I may rb the occasional art or something, and I might lurk a little bit, but I'm not going to be actively on the dash while they're here. }

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{ just saw a tiktok edit of Aziraphale and I'm losing my mind, I love him so much. How are there people in the fandom that hate him? How can you HATE HIM? That's pookie. That's babygirl. }

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pov you just told aziraphale to shut his stupid mouth and die ‼️🚨

for luka_drawz dtiys!!

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Awards him with a ribbon that says "God's favorite demon"

Crowley scoffs decisively.

"Couldn't be more wrong."

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How are the gal pals in the coffee shop and record store doing?

"Why don't you go ask them?"

They're doing fine, from what he can tell anyway. But it's hard to know for certain when he spends all of his time brooding alone.

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{ that being said, the artist Gleafer often does stuff giving Crowley and Beelzebub, like, a bickering sibling dynamic and I lowkey live for it }

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Can't help but notice you didn't do anything for Mother's day....... good thing Father's day is coming up though so you can make it up for Her!!

"She's not my mother."

"Or my father, or my---anything! I'm a demon, we don'thave families."

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What do you think of Judas? (The Bible figure)

"Never really knew him." He'd met Jesus briefly, in the desert of Judea, but had mostly stayed away from the Apostles.

"Sounds like Her M.O., though, doesn't it? Pick someone destined to play a part in Her Plan and then punish them for doing it."

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you ever look back at how you were as an angel when you were blowing off aziraphale and think "wow, what a prick"? because i sure do :)

He wasn't trying to be dismissive; he was just always so focused on his creations. Sometimes, he wonders if he still would have Fallen if he'd pulled himself away from his work more often. Maybe he wouldn't have been so lonely, maybe he wouldn't have ended up hanging around the rebels, maybe---

"I don't think about my time as an angel at all."

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so how hot is it when Azi is being a messy eater around you

"Messy eater? Don't be ridiculous."

"Aziraphale's not a messy eater."

Anymore, at least. He's far too proper now. But Crowley remembers the way the angel devoured the ox in Job's cellar and, in hindsight, he's grateful that tight trousers hadn't been invented yet.

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{ I have to work all day today but I want to be here so bad, I feel like I'm just itching to write. If anyone wants to pester Crowley with inbox stuff, or even small back and forths on the dash, I can probably do that in between stuff at work (Sundays are usually pretty slow anyway). IMs are also open for plotting if y'all want }

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☯ Watching Aziraphale eat 😏

Send me '☯ + a scene from my characters canon' and I will drabble it from my character's POV.

"Well, let's have lunch, hmm?"

Crowley knows he's playing with fire any time he makes that offer. It started over four thousand years ago, in a cellar in Uz. A small, simple thing, he'd just wanted to see if the angel would bend the rules when his superiors couldn't see, but that bite of ox rib had awakened something ravenous in Aziraphale---which, in turn, awakened something in Crowley. If he didn't know better, he'd say it's a miracle that Aziraphale has never taken notice of his hunger.

It's equal parts maddening and satisfying, sitting beside Aziraphale as he works his way through the courses of a meal. For as much as they have both dabbled in shades of grey over the centuries, there is so much Aziraphale still represses or keeps at arm's length. The one indulgence Crowley has never seen him deny himself? Food.

Behind the protective cover of tinted lenses, his unblinking gaze is locked onto his companion. Aziraphale's eyes flutter closed at the first bite of a particularly tender, buttery cut of filet, accompanied by a soft moan of delight. Crowley crosses his legs.

I gave him this. The thought crosses Crowley's mind nearly every time they share a meal. I could give you so much more if you'd let me, angel.

The back of Crowley's neck grows hotter with every satisfied groan or hum of pleasure as Aziraphale eats, so hot he half wonders if he's going to somehow ignite the chair he's sitting in. That sweet, pink tongue darts out to lap a stray bit of cream from his dessert fork, and Crowley has to bite his bottom lip. Pale brows knit, accompanied not by a soft hum of pleasure but by a groan, and Crowley's imagination runs wild. Oh, what the Serpent would give to be allowed to touch, to taste, to coil himself around the angel in the backseat of his Bentley or slither beneath this very table and make himself at home between his thighs. To hear those pleasured sounds not for a meal, but for him, to hear his name tumble from those holy lips and feel Aziraphale's fingers in his hair, hips bucking and---

"So," Aziraphale's voice cuts through Crowley's fantasies, and it's probably for the best. "What are you in the mood for now?"

It's almost funny, being asked that.

"Alcohol," he proclaims instead, dinging his unused silverware against his glass as though the sound might help clear his mind of any lingering salacious thoughts before they get to the bookshop. It does, a little. Drowning the thoughts out will be better---he hopes.

"Quite extraordinary amounts of alcohol."

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{ scrolling through my dash games tag is giving me violent whiplash }

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What Kind of Love Are You?

Love as Religion Devotion, that is the name of your love. Your love is an act of worship. Your love is like witnessing the birth of Venus, like seeing the sun come alive, or the stars fall. When you love, it is because you have found God in a lover. You have found the meaning of life itself in the heart of the one you adore. They are everything to you; they are your Maker, and you are their lamb, their flock, their first and holiest worshipper. When you fall in love, it is as a baptism. You are born anew, made a believer in the divinity of the one you love most. Being loved by you is an ascension; it is holy and golden. It is all-consuming, and all-faithful, loyal as the dog. You will never, ever bite back.

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random hc question time! do you have any headcanons for crowley's snake tattoo? since ofc there's tons of art of it being sentient and wiggling around lmaooo. i gotta ask what your thoughts are!!

{ I love random hc question time!

As much as I've enjoyed a lot of the art of his snake being sentient, wiggling around, even crawling off of Crowley to visit Aziraphale instead, I don't think it actually is. I think its placement sometimes moves because Crowley wants it to, and it's his corporation and he'll change it as he pleases.

I do like the idea of it being something more than an aesthetic choice, though it's not really an idea I've played around with much so far. But I like the thought of it being connected to hell in a way, something that Lucifer and possibly other high-ranking demons like Beelzebub and the Dark Council can use to summon him back down or like some sort of hellish shock collar to keep him in line. It's not a fully fleshed out idea, really, because it's not something that's come up in threads so far, but it's something I've tossed around in my head a bit. }

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