LilyLunaLovegood2002



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    The Agreement has always been a mix of business and pleasure. A miracle here, a tempting there, a lunch date here, a star-gazing there. Aziraphale and Crowley are, in a word, interdependent, i.e. leaning on each other when need be. Interdependence is also a term used by disabled folks and the disability community, which also describes Crowley and Aziraphale.

    tl;dr Have some autistic Aziraphale and cane-user Crowley with chronic pain and PTSD, helping each other live their best lives! They're not always perfect, but they're learning!

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    11 Aug 2019

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    Anonymous asked: A good omens prompt? Crowleys a snake, and snakes dont sweat/are cold blooded. No way to internally regulate temperature. So maybe something about that? Overheating in the gardens or something?

    Aziraphale is gone when Crowley wakes up, so he decides to get some gardening done. He can't sacrifice his Aesthetic, and there's a heatwave, so before he knows it, things have gone downhill. When Aziraphale gets back, he finds a collapsed and delirious demon to take care of.

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    30 Jul 2019

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    “Do you remember the, ah, the bit about the serpent, after the ordeal with the apple and such? Cursed above all the cattle and every beast of the field, upon thy belly thou shalt go, dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life, et cetera?”

    Aziraphale nods.

    “And here I am, not, you know, crawling on my belly, obviously, so. Got to be punished for that prolonged bout of disobedience.” Crowley shrugs, then hides the accompanying wince.

    Aziraphale’s brow wrinkles. “I’m afraid I don’t understand—”

    “I’m in pain, angel. All the time. It’s just kind of…” He waves a hand. “How things are."

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    30 Jul 2019

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    London unfolded beneath his feet. He could see the river, sweetly slithering, chasing the horizon; then Westminster, where he had lost his bow-tie and found it the next week behind glass as a relic; he could see…
    'Crowley, look! That’s…that’s my bookshop!’ 
    Crowley glanced at Aziraphale and smiled. Then, he glanced back at the radio, then back to Aziraphale – his cheeks hurt a bit – then glanced back to the radio, then kicked the blasted thing twice. He wondered if that was how happiness felt like.
    ‘Ah, finally.’ Crowley whispered. A creak preceded the notes of the song Crowley had chosen. And he had to sacrifice his The Doors Best Of to put that song in that CD.


    Armageddon didn't come around this time. There's a bus to London with a tipsy angel and a demon sitting on it. There's drunken conversations and there's Aziraphale realising what he'd have missed if the world had ended in flames. It's time for something new to come around. There's a wish. And Crowley has style in doing things - especially if it's making Aziraphale happy we're talking about.
    Crowley would take Aziraphale anywhere. Even on top of the world.

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    10 Jul 2019

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    After a while, the battle fell silent around them. Neither of them cared overmuch.

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    06 Jul 2019