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    KiriBaku Christmas Week on Tumblr was probably a horrible thing for me to join considering all my other projects with upcoming deadlines but I'm not dead yet bitch let's do this thing.

    Day one - Mistletoe / Christmas Caroling
    Day two - Gift Shopping / Tree Decorating
    Day three - Joke Gifts / Baking Cookies
    Day four - Fireplaces / Christmas Stockings
    Day five - Gift opening / Family Dinner
    Day six - Dressing Up / Traveling
    Day seven - Christmas Ball / Fruitcake
    Day eight - Ugly Sweaters / Snow
    Day nine - Christmas Party / Freeform

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    Shigaraki and Dabi all but adopt a young, orphaned, Midoriya Izuku.

    Starring:
    Dad of the Year - Dabi.
    Reluctant Mother - Shigaraki.
    No. 1 Shitty Uncle - Overhaul.
    The not actually Aunt that deals with too much -
    Chronostasis.
    Disapproving Godfather - Stain.

    Featuring family shenanigans out the gosh darn wazoo and casual sexual tension brought to you by ShigaDabi

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  1. Public Bookmark 42

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    This is the longest he’s abstained since they began this thing - whatever it is that they’re doing - and it’s fine. It’s absolutely fine; Aziraphale has finally worked this nonsense out of his system and now can put this all behind him.

    Of course, this is when he meets Crowley again.

    From the moment he senses that familiar demonic presence, his blood begins to burn.

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    07 Aug 2019

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    When Crowley decides to mix things up a bit Down There, he doesn’t give it much thought, other than it might be fun to have something different. For awhile, at least. But truthfully, there was no way he could have predicted that Aziraphale would react the way he does.

    [Or: "Man, I bet Aziraphale would eat out like a fucking madman" - my brain.]

    [turns out he does]

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    01 Aug 2019

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    “Darling,” Aziraphale answered. “I’m here.” His hand stroked through Crowley’s hair, teasing out the snarls of red that tangled around his fingers, matted with sweat and knotted where Crowley had thrashed his head against the pillows. “Can you turn over for me, love?”

    Weakly, Crowley’s eyes flickered down, and he saw the angel blushing, as if now, suddenly, of all things, he had succumbed to reticence. He was sat back on his knees, and the soft accordion folds of him were dewy with sweat and moonlight.

    His heart constricting somewhere in his useless chest, Crowley turned over, and spread his legs.

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    27 Jul 2019

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    A half-step is all it takes to get Aziraphale close enough to murmur into Crowley’s ear, “Put the light out when you go to bed, and I’ll come to you.”

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    15 Jul 2019

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    Across the floor, Aziraphale has stilled.

    ‘Loved love, Augustine,’ Crowley picks up, voice quiet, looking at the red-streaked open palm of his hand. ‘How noble. But what if he couldn’t? Theory. Theory’s one thing, but—ah, has no one ever done it the wrong way? No one envied, loved the wrong thing, for the wrong reason, in the worst of circumstances? Has no one ever hated love? It hurts, doesn’t it? It must hurt. Else what would be the point of all the self-denial.’

    [Aziraphale and Crowley after the Apocalypse, on the brink of becoming something else than they have been, with all the doubts and apprehensions to still approach and work through.]

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    14 Jul 2019

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