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    For three centuries, Crowley has been reincarnated over and over as a human with no memory of his past. Aziraphale has tried to find a way to restore him to his true self, but all he seems to do is hurt them both. This time, he only means to steal a brief moment when he walks into Crowley's flower shop. But Crowley can't let it go...

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    20 Nov 2019

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    i'm inconsolable!! this series is wonderfully written, i'm absolutely floored, i'm!!! in tears!!! thank you so much op this is incredible. it's heartbreaking and then it gently patches you up with its ending!

  2. Rec 96

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    The thing was, even after Crowley Fell, Heaven forgot to delete his login to their system.

    The only half interesting thing he had ever found in Heaven’s archives was their newspaper, even though it was a dreadfully dull rag. But even then, Crowley was never inspired to truly interfere with the Celestial Observer’s contents until the late 1600s, when advice columns were invented on Earth.

    As always, brilliant inspiration struck him like… like whatever inspiration strikes like. So Crowley resolved to meddle, just as a side project. Maybe if he got enough angels heated at each other, he could report it as a victory to Hell. Anyway, Dagon had always liked gossip, and the Celestial Observer’s new advice column was a ready source of that.

    It was pure genius.

     

    [Crowley, demon of Hell, becomes Heaven's foremost advice columnist]

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    07 Nov 2019

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    im so dead!! this is really funny, and i love the awful pseudonyms and problems gabriel poses fjkdsf... n the ending!!!

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    Crowley had Aziraphale over weeks ago and hadn’t been able to offer him anything except a kitchen stool and some leftover shepherd’s pie. His own flat has never been anything other than a place to keep his plants, sleep, and waste time when he was between jobs or get-togethers with Aziraphale - he didn’t have so much as a throw to offer him.

    Demons didn’t nest. Angels and birds did, but demons didn’t, really. It wasn’t done. Nests are home and comfortable - the antithesis of demons everywhere. They could; the instinct is still there, just like the wings they still have.

    But they don’t.

    Crowley, though. He’s never much cared for tradition.

    Sitting in the backseat of the Bentley and staring out the window, he murmured, “Never been a very good demon though, have I? What’s an itty-bitty nest compared to taking a stand against Satan themselves?”

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    04 Nov 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    sweet and entertaining!!! loved every part of this.

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    It’s almost worse, Jotaro thinks, that Kakyoin actually means it. Kakyoin really literally actually wants to go on a roadtrip vacation to tour and sightsee with the guy he tried to assassinate and who then proceeded to beat him unconscious.

    What the fuck is wrong with this guy.


    Jotaro Kujo’s no good, very bad road trip to hell Dio’s mansion with Evil Kakyoin.

    Or, the one where Kakyoin arrives to kill Jotaro before Joseph and Avdol can arrive to explain things, confusion ensues, and Kakyoin and Jotaro make their merry way to Egypt before anyone can figure out what’s happening at all.

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    04 Nov 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    im about to go full fucking feral. this is so good. thank you for the food

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    What really is a “jake english”, if not a collection of concepts carefully stuck together with hot glue? The man, the myth, the legend, Earth C’s biggest con artist. he’s underdressed, hungover, with a full message inbox and sorting through memories of another life. Through every fault and fissure of his mind, he desperately wishes he understood what it meant to be.

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    26 Oct 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    this is so incredibly great im going to scream!!! the prose, characterization, the art, the format....... it's all so perfect?????