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archangelscorner · 6 months
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God? Oh dear me...
You see, she's busy with... Important ineffable business. I'll put in a word though.
maybe you could ask heaven if u could borrow freddie mercury and betty white for the occasion!!
Oooooo, wouldn’t that be lovely? ♥️
@bil-daddy @docdust @mrazfellco @loretta-dont-you-oppress-me I’m not sure who we could ask? Michael and Urial haven’t been invited to the wedding. @ex-supreme-archangel-gabriel doesn’t have much to do with Heaven anymore (at least I don’t think so)
@archangelscorner @the-almighty-lucifer do you still speak with God on a regular?
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archangelscorner · 6 months
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Where did you learn to be so ineffably cute
Oh ...
Me..? Oh dear...
Well, thank you !
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archangelscorner · 6 months
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Dear me....
What on Earth- Heaven- Hell- is going on?!
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@mrazfellco @bil-daddy
Am I adding Gabriel/Jim and Beelzebub to the guest list?
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@docdust @loretta-dont-you-oppress-me if they are on the guest list, they will probably want to sing a song too. 🎶 🎼 🎵
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Entry #8
Dear Journal,
Today, I embarked on a clandestine mission, one that I hope might bridge the insurmountable chasm between Heaven and Earth. My destination was a quaint little bookshop in Soho, where I'd hoped to send a carefully composed letter to Crowley. It was a modest attempt to rekindle our connection, a whisper in the vast silence that now separates us.
With trembling hands, I wrote down my thoughts and desires, the ink flowing like a river of longing. The words were a bittersweet confession of my yearning to be reunited, of my hopes to catch a glimpse of his beguiling smile once more. And as I sealed the letter with a wistful sigh, I felt a flutter of hope.
I left the bookshop, and for a brief moment, it seemed that my audacious endeavor would bear fruit. But as I walked away, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was amiss. A subtle sense of being watched gnawed at my senses, like the watchful eyes of a celestial agent monitoring my every move.
My heart sank as the realization dawned upon me. Heaven's surveillance was not to be underestimated, and my clandestine efforts were clearly not going unnoticed. As I turned the corner, I caught a glimpse of a celestial figure lurking in the shadows, their gaze fixed upon me.
I could almost hear the ethereal whispers of divine disapproval, a reminder that my actions were not in accordance with the celestial script. An invisible web of control tightened around me, threatening to expose my attempts to reconnect with Crowley.
With a heavy heart, I knew I had to abandon my mission for now. It seems that the chasm between us is more profound and treacherous than I had initially thought. I will need to devise a more cunning and elusive plan if I am to send that letter to my dear demon without inviting further celestial scrutiny.
In this frustrating conundrum, I find myself torn between duty and desire, watched by unseen eyes, and bound by the choices I've made.
Yours in uncertainty,
Aziraphale
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Cat #1🐈
[ A new series by Zet ]
Yes.
A Cat.
In Heaven.
That Heaven.
Aziraphale sat at his celestial desk, diligently working on Heaven's eternal bureaucracy. The paperwork was endless, and while he understood the importance of celestial duties, he couldn't help but yearn for a break. As he shuffled through a stack of heavenly documents, he noticed a peculiar rustling sound.
Glancing down, Aziraphale was astounded to see the white cat, nonchalantly pawing at a stack of celestial documents. "Oh, my goodness," he exclaimed, his angelic composure momentarily shaken. "How on Earth—I mean, Heaven—did you get here?"
The cat, ever enigmatic, looked up at Aziraphale with those wise, enigmatic eyes and leaped onto the angel's desk, scattering scrolls and reports in its wake. Aziraphale's colleagues, a host of heavenly beings, turned their attention to the celestial cat and exchanged amused glances.
With a bemused chuckle, Aziraphale couldn't help but scratch the cat behind its ears. "Well, I suppose you'll need a name befitting your charm now, won't you? " he mused, as the cat purred in approval.
As the celestial beings in Heaven watched in fascination, Aziraphale began to unravel the mystery of the cat's presence in the realm of angels, all the while trying to balance his newfound office work and the delightful company of his feline friend.
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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✨ Headcanons ✨
(For Zet & Miles)
✨Aziraphale and Crowley's dynamic is a mix of frenemies and ineffable partners.
✨They bicker often but deeply care for each other.
✨Aziraphale sometimes takes on the role of the moral compass in their partnership.
✨Aziraphale is bookish and knowledgeable, with a passion for rare books.
✨He's kind-hearted and has a strong moral sense.
✨Aziraphale may struggle with some angelic duties due to his fondness for Earth and humans. 
 ✨Aziraphale loves indulging in fine dining and has a penchant for good food and wine.
 ✨His collection of books and rare manuscripts is extensive.
 ✨He secretly enjoys the guilty pleasure of watching romantic comedies.
✨Aziraphale's fashion sense is classically British, with a preference for waistcoats and bowties.
✨He's usually seen with a well-worn, brown leather satchel filled with books and documents.
✨Aziraphale's love for good food and fine dining is well-known. He frequents top-notch restaurants and cherishes every meal. He might secretly have a rating system for all the restaurants he's visited.
✨Aziraphale is a wine aficionado. He appreciates the nuances of different vintages and can often be found sipping a glass of wine, lost in its flavor.
✨In addition to rare manuscripts, Aziraphale collects antique books. He enjoys the tactile sensation of flipping through aged pages and discovering hidden gems.
✨Despite his prim and proper exterior, Aziraphale secretly enjoys watching romantic comedies. He might have a stash of rom-com DVDs hidden away.
✨Aziraphale has a penchant for the arts. He frequently attends theater productions, operas, and ballet performances in disguise, savoring the human expression of creativity.
✨He finds solace in classical music, often attending orchestral concerts and indulging in the symphonies of famous composers.
✨When he's not dining out, Aziraphale enjoys a cozy afternoon tea with a selection of fine teas and a variety of biscuits. It's a comforting and indulgent ritual for him.
✨On clear nights, Aziraphale secretly sneaks away to a secluded spot to stargaze. The vastness of the universe reminds him of his celestial origins.
✨Aziraphale has a knack for floral arranging. He loves creating beautiful bouquets and often has fresh flowers in his bookshop.
✨He has a hidden collection of rare and exotic perfumes. Aziraphale's sense of smell, heightened as an angel, allows him to appreciate scents on a profound level.
✨As an angel who has observed humanity for centuries, Aziraphale is fluent in numerous languages, ancient and modern, allowing him to communicate with people from different eras.
✨Aziraphale possesses subtle healing abilities, enabling him to mend minor injuries or alleviate pain, reflecting his angelic nature.
✨He has an extensive knowledge of celestial and supernatural lore, including the workings of Heaven and Hell, and the true nature of the Apocalypse.
✨Aziraphale has some knowledge of celestial magic or enchantments, which he uses to protect and safeguard certain relics and artifacts.
✨Due to his age and celestial nature, he has an innate understanding of time and the ability to navigate it more fluidly.
✨Aziraphale has the ability to communicate with other celestial beings, allowing him to gather information or seek guidance when needed.
✨He possesses a subtle ability to influence events in ways that are considered "ineffable," creating coincidences or synchronicities that align with the divine plan.
✨Aziraphale's unique connection to time might grant him a heightened sense of temporal anomalies, helping him spot disturbances in reality.
✨He actually possesses the power to selectively share or erase memories, a skill that allows him to protect secrets and maintain his cover.
✨Aziraphale is attuned to the elements, capable of maintaining a natural balance or calming storms when necessary.
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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If you were to plan a romantic getaway with you know who, where would you take him, and what activities would you guys do?
[Aziraphale daydreams about this literally all the time thus driving most of the angels under his command to total madness- especially when disturbed while doing so.]
Oh, a romantic getaway, you say? I would whisk him away to a charming countryside cottage, surrounded by fields of wildflowers.
I imagine...
We would take leisurely strolls, indulge in picnics, and read poetry by candlelight. Perhaps even a waltz or two under the starlit sky....
One day... I should hope so...
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Entry #7
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Dear Journal,
Today, a rather disconcerting report reached my celestial ears - news of increasing demonic activity down on Earth. It is a troubling development, one that has weighed heavily on my conscience. Duty beckons, they say, but the heart has a way of whispering louder.
And so, my resolve wavered, and I found myself taking an unauthorized detour from Heaven's orderly affairs. With the utmost discretion, I descended to Earth to investigate these concerning matters, for I knew deep down that I could not ignore them.
What I witnessed in that dimly lit bar was both disheartening and heart-wrenching. There sat Crowley, amidst an extraordinary multitude of Talisker bottles, lost in a haze of intoxication. His ineffable aura of ineffable wretchedness could not have gone unnoticed by anyone with eyes to see.
Time seemed to blur as I watched him, and when I finally tore my gaze away from the demon, I was startled to find that dusk had fallen upon the Earth. How long had I been there? It mattered not. My concern for Crowley eclipsed any temporal considerations.
As I returned to my celestial perch, I vowed to unravel the mysteries surrounding these troubling events. I am on the trail, dear journal, and have uncovered some rather intriguing clues. It seems that the forces of Heaven and Hell are engaged in a subtle dance, and Earth remains their coveted stage.
With every revelation, I feel the weight of my responsibilities, the gravity of my choices, and the ache of longing for the one who occupies my thoughts. Duty may call me to the heavens, but my heart remains tethered to Earth and to Crowley.
Until next we meet on these pages,
Aziraphale
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Entry #6
Dear Journal,
I must apologize for the delay in my writings. Up here in the ethereal splendors of Heaven, the days have taken on a strangely mundane rhythm. The celestial chores, the endless meetings, and the meticulous record-keeping have consumed my time, leaving little room for contemplation. I suppose that's the price of my newfound station.
But in these quiet moments, as I sit amid the resplendent serenity of Heaven, I cannot help but confess my soul's secret yearning. Crowley, dear Crowley, occupies my thoughts. I find myself gazing down upon the Earth through The Big Globe whenever I can steal a moment, and what I see pains me deeply.
He is a mere shadow of the demon I once knew. The sparkle in his eyes has dimmed, and the lines of his face bear the weight of centuries. I blame myself for the state he's in. It was my decision to part from him, to remain here in the heavenly realm, to ensure that nothing untoward befalls our beloved Earth.
Yet, as I witness his melancholic existence from afar, I can't help but question the wisdom of my choices. I yearn to be by his side, to provide comfort and solace. But the roles we play, dear journal, are fit for greater sacrifices, and the future of our world hinges upon my presence here.
In the grand tapestry of existence, I am but a single thread, woven into a story of cosmic proportions. And though it saddens me to see Crowley's suffering, I must remain steadfast in my duty. I cannot risk anything.
So, here I am, dear journal, torn between the mundane responsibilities of Heaven and the aching desires of my heart.
I declare my resolve to continue this lonely vigil, ever watchful over Earth and the demon who still holds a piece of my soul.
Yours faithfully,
Aziraphale
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Do you believe that celestial beings like yourselves can experience love in the human sense of the word?
Love, my dear, is a force that knows no bounds, whether celestial or human.
It transcends time, place, and form.
I may be a celestial being, but I've learned that love i carry within my heart and my whole being is as genuine and deep as any love found among humans.
Oh dear... It is a bit hot in here isn't it?
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Have you ever met an author who was a real jerk?
Of course! One too many in fact...
I remember the days we've spent with Homer. Oh but when it came to politics he just wouldn't shut up.
Tolstoy was what many would consider ' a total d***'. Dear Sonya suffered too much because of this chap. I will not go into detail. He is most certainly not one of us and I am actually not upset by that, not at all.
Hemingway- oh arrogant and cruel sometimes. He was just a sentimental boy. Excessive amount of love towards alcohol and adventurous, often dangerous, pursuits. I wouldn't really like to go in there. I do not wish to remember any of it.
Steinbeck also liked drinking way too much that you couldn't even ask a single thing. Poor guy would go on and on about emphaty and social justice and how corrupt everything ever was and is! Total headache!
Reminds me so much of.... poor chap Edgar died also from drinking too much. He was too good at heart though..
Ezra Pound; a very dark... dark soul. Openly supported fascism and made anti-Semitic remarks during World War II. Which i think is enough to consider him a 'j***'.
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Your relationship with Crowley has been described as "ineffable." Could you find the words now to express the depth of your feelings for him?
Lovely question!
Ineffable indeed. My feelings for Crowley are as intricate as the rarest manuscripts in my bookshop. He's the enigmatic chapter in the story of my life, a chapter I never knew I was missing until he arrived.
Despite all that has happened so far...
He still is.
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Supreme Archangel,
Throughout history, you and Crowley have shared countless adventures and misadventures.
Can you share with us the moment when you realized that your connection with him went beyond friendship?
Ah, my dear,
I don't see why not... I no longer need the necessity to hide such things...
it was during one of those tumultuous moments when I found myself truly cherishing Crowley's presence.
In the midst of chaos, he was my constant, my anchor.
It was then that I began to wonder if there was more to our celestial bond.
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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Mr Fell, some argue that your obsession with books and fine wines might be a sign of a deeper addiction. Are you willing to admit to any celestial vices?
Hello dear asker,
Addiction?
Scandalous...
My dear, I assure you, my passion for books and wines is entirely innocent.
They're simply earthly pleasures that I've come to appreciate over the centuries.
No vices to speak of, I'm afraid.
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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The infamous "Ineffable Plan" has been the subject of much speculation. Can you divulge any juicy details about its true nature that you've been keeping secret from humanity?
Oh, the Ineffable Plan,
Well, it's... ineffable for a reason, isn't it?
I'm afraid I can't reveal any hidden secrets about it.
It's best left to the divine mystery as it is.
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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If you could offer one piece of celestial advice to our earthly readers, what would it be?
A-ha!
I'd say, my dear, never underestimate the power of kindness. In a world filled with chaos and temptation, a little bit of goodness can go a long way. After all, isn't that what we're all striving for?
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archangelscorner · 7 months
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If you had to choose between spending eternity organizing your bookshop or saving the world from impending doom, which would you choose?
Hello....
I've already chosen.
Oh, dear asker, answering this is rather...
Whatever it takes, saving all that i love and cherish comes first I'm afraid... and then promptly returning to the bookshop to ensure all those lovely tomes are safe and sound... ?
Maybe... maybe then we could... dine at the Ritz..
Have a picnic...
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