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Running up to Ghoul and tackling him in a hug.
“Hi.”
- koburakodomo
!!!
He's startled a bit, but hugs @koburakodomo so ridiculously tight. He's rubbing the kid's back with one hand while the other rests firmly on the back of his neck.
"Hey, Kobes. How's my favorite little brother?"
#💚🧟#❤️🐍#closed rp#danger days#danger days rp#fun ghoul#kobra kid#killjoys rp#the true lives of the fabulous killjoys#killjoys
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Sehr passend, dass ich heute diese Frage im Adventskalender hatte 🙃❤️
#tatort adventskalender#tatort#diesen Tatort kann man auch nicht vergessen... all the feels 🥺#❤️🐍#tatort saarbrücken#spoiler
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#yeah okay i missed this goofy mf so much#good omens#good omens 2#crowley#call me aziraphale coded but i love him so so so much 🥹❤️🐍#i can be your angle or yuor devil
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wait did we (the good omens fandom) crowley ourselves???
Us: imagines canon confirmation for aziracrow so hard for years, endlessly bullies neil gaiman on tumblr dot com, begs and pleads and manifests
Neil: fine. un-baits your queers
bonus:
every time #good omens trends for no reason
#us: so thanks to three computer hacks selected bribery and moving some markers across a field one night#the angel and demon relationship on tv which was supposed to look like this: (profitable bait never confirmed)#will instead look like this: 🏳️🌈😇😈🐍✨✨🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🥰❤️🏳️🌈✨❤️#us when we step on the very rake we set down and continue to do so for the next eternity:#*shocked pikachu face*#good omens#go#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#crowley#neil gaiman#good ineffable omens#ineffable fandom#good omens memes#goomens#gomens#extraaa
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I Promise...
I promise, promise promise I am almost done with my explicit version of Born of Starlight. I'm just having trouble with this last scene.
In the meantime... This isn't exactly "explicit" but it's one of the scenes I've added that's a little more spicy near the beginning of the book. I might just add this (or part of it, anyway) into both versions of the book. We'll see.
In the meantime... Enjoy! (As always, let me know what you think. Is there something I should change or tone down? Does something not read right? I'm always interested in feedback to help improve things)... And, as always, the story part's below the cut.
Crowley drew a deep breath as he stepped inside the bookshop for the first time in eight months, and blinked in surprise to find it smelled exactly the same as it always had. Like old books, printer's ink, and bergamot, tinged with just a trace of starlight. It smelled, in a word, like Aziraphale.
"Feels like home, doesn't it?" The soft query, from beside him, zapped through Crowley like lightning.
Did it feel like home? Maybe... But no. No, the place didn't feel like home. That title belonged solely to the being at his side, one soft, warm hand currently resting on his bicep.
Turning, he lifted his hand and did what he hadn't dared do in eighty-three years. He laid his hand very gently against his angel's neck, letting his thumb brush back-and-forth over one cheek. He nearly groaned at the feel of that skin -- even softer than he remembered -- and his knees quaked with the desire to drop to the floor right there and beg his angel for even just one night. One night of pure, hedonistic pleasure. One night of giving in to every carnal desire he could think of, had ever witnessed and wondered if his angel would like something like that. Only...
Only, he already knew one night would never be enough. Wasn't that why -- aside from the fact they were both too drunk at the time -- he'd ultimately backed off, in 1941? Even just that one kiss had taught him that when it came to his angel, even eternity would never be enough. And Crowley wasn't quite sure he was worthy of even a night.
Aziraphale released a small breath, scented with the sweetness of the peppermint tea he drank during their meeting, and those pale blond lashes fluttered over cerulean eyes so hazy with desire, the angel looked almost drunk. "Anthony, I want... I need..."
The confusion in Aziraphale's eyes finally broke Crowley. With a small, muttered oath he wasn't even sure he said aloud, he crushed his mouth down over the soft lips he'd been trying not to dream about for eight months, and for eighty-two years before that. There was a small sound from Aziraphale -- maybe surprise, maybe relief. Definitely not protest -- before the angel melted against him, shaking hands latching onto fistfuls of his clothing as if Aziraphale was afraid he might disappear.
No fear of that ever happening. As long as Aziraphale let him stay, Crowley intended to be right here in this bookshop, waiting. He'd had enough of trying to avoid the truth.
For now, Crowley ate up every whimper, glutted himself on every gasp and sound his angel made. Then, on a whispered groan torn from both of them, they broke apart. Crowley rested his forehead against Aziraphale's, unwilling to move any further apart.
A soft, breathless chuckle left the angel, bringing the demon's eyes open to a sight that nearly dropped him where he stood. Pure love radiated from the angel in his arms, even as Aziraphale released his grasp on Crowley's shirt and reached up to gently remove the demon's shades with a murmured, "I thought someone promised me he'd never kiss me again while he was wearing these. That's two you owe me."
Huffing out a small laugh of his own, Crowley snagged the glasses from Aziraphale's hands and tucked them into his blazer pocket, even as a heated smirk crossed his face. "Does that apply to anywhere specific?"
Aziraphale blinked at him in confusion. "You mean outside? But we've never--"
"I meant," Crowley murmured, shifting to nuzzle his face in against his angel's neck, flicking out his tongue to trace the subtle wrinkles and folds there, getting a taste of the skin he'd been going crazy fantasizing about for decades. Aziraphale's scent -- beneath that ridiculous cologne some idiot human talked him into -- had been driving him crazy for... well, probably millennia, if he really stopped and thought about it, but definitely since 1941. "Does that rule only apply to your mouth?"
Aziraphale trembled in his arms. Actually fucking trembled. "I... I'm sure I don't know what you mean."
Crowley lifted his head, searching his angel's expression for any hint he was up to some game. The guileless innocence staring back at him shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did, he supposed. Except... Aziraphale was a reader, and he didn't discriminate in his reading material. Surely, in amongst all the books around them, was one or two books on sex. Maybe even some erotic literature...
He swallowed hard as he realized just how innocent his angel really was. "You're serious? You've never..."
Aziraphale flushed, and the tight quiver of his jaw as he glanced away was a clear message he wasn't just embarrassed. Something about that question was crushing to his angel. He looked ready to...
"Don't cry, angel. Please, don't cry." Panic stuttered through Crowley. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry."
"We can't all be beautiful beings desired by everyone and willing to bed anyone."
The words were short and sharp, like a stiletto straight to Crowley's heart. Anger welled up inside him. He was done with miscommunication and arguments that ended up with them being at odds for bloody months at a time.
"There are so many things wrong with that, angel, I don't even know where to fucking start. First, no matter what you think of me, I haven't bloody spent the last six thousand years hopping from bed to bed, for Satan's sake. Yeah, I'm the bloody Serpent of Eden, the Great-fucking-Tempter. But I tempt them to do each other, not me. I've never bloody done this before, either. I've just seen enough of it to know the mechanics. I figured... Oh, for fuck's sake, you're the most brilliant being I've ever known, and you read like literally every-fucking-thing, angel! I figured somewhere over the millennia, you had to have read some of that erotic fiction shit. I figured you at least knew as much as me. And second, who the bloody Heaven has been telling you you're not beautiful, or fucking desirable? Do you even know what I'd give to have you?"
Crowley stopped, his breath heaving as he fought the trembling combination of rage and need forming a tight knot in the center of his being. That was the most he'd allowed himself to say in eight fucking months. The most vulnerable and blunt he'd ever allowed himself to be, to anyone. He really wanted to put his shades back on, because he couldn't even bear to look at Aziraphale, right now. Yet, he couldn't tear his gaze away from the angel's beautiful face, those heart-stopping eyes, as radiant joy and love beamed from Aziraphale.
A soft smile flickered at the angel's lips, and he stretched out a hand to lay against the center of Crowley's chest, right above his thundering heart. Crowley could feel the tremble of that warm weight against his chest, and it grounded him, even before the flow of the voice that always soothed him washed over him.
"What would you give?" Aziraphale whispered, his voice full of wonder.
A hissing growl ripped from Crowley, the beautiful violence of the storm within him freed as he snagged his angel by the shoulders and pinned him against one of the pillars. Yanking the angel's bowtie loose and off, he flung it away as he attacked Aziraphale's throat with nipping kisses he fully intended to leave marks. Against the soft, tantalizing flesh, he hissed, "Everything. I would give fucking everything to have you."
A gasp from behind them broke them apart, and it was only then Crowley remembered they weren't alone here, anymore. He swore under his breath, even as Aziraphale flushed and eased away from him like he was trying to pretend they weren't halfway to ripping each other's clothes off.
#Keep calm and ❤️on! 🐍🪽❤️#good omens#good omens fandom#aziracrow#ineffable husbands#aziraphale#aziraphale x crowley#crowley#azicrow#ineffable spouses#fanfic#good omens fanfic#good omens fanfiction#born of starlight#gomens fanfic#gomens fandom#go fanfic#go fandom#good omens BARELY suitable for work 😏😉
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I think I'm dying from eating Lilia's food pls help
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Hello~ we umm... have a variety of um... potion and medicinal options. Please ummm... come to the infirmary and umm... we'll prescribe you something
#Mr. Vanrouge's cooking is um... the no. 1 reason for ummm... stomachaches at nrc#vern answers#unreality#infirmary nonsense#anon: 🐍❤️
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I'm already regretting getting this site.
Too late to turn back I guess. 🌹
CWs:
Hazbin Hotel
NSFW jokes
Lots of cursing
#🪴 + WHY DID I MAKE THIS --#dakotablog❤️#hazblog🦐#👑{ CHAIN ψ }#🐍{ STATUS UPDATE ⸸ }#🍎{ ASK 𖤐 }#hazbin hotel#lucifer morningstar
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(couldn't clean it so I left it as a sketch but) HAPPY B-DAY MY PRECIOUS BABY 😭😭🥺🥺🥰✨✨✨💕💕
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HEYYYOOOOOOO
Got any tips on getting over heartbreak?
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Not spiking other people’s drinks (please. Also 99% sure it’s illegal.)
do non-harmful activities to get your mind off of it
focus on yourself. Take some time to do some introspection
👍
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Hey, Ghoul, what's your relationship to the rest of the fab four?
. . . Th-
Their crew member? Brother in some cases (Kobra). Uncle to Girlie.
I figured that answer would be obvious. If ya wanna talk about my specific role, I'm the second as well as our demolitions expert. Kobra and I share the role of mechanic, but all of us are a bit handy. Kinda comes with the territory.
#if ya think ya gonna find out somethin' think again.#my personal relationships ain't nobody's business but mine.#💚🧟#💙💫#❤️🐍#💛💥#danger days#danger days rp#fun ghoul#killjoys rp#the true lives of the fabulous killjoys#fun ghoul rp#brain worms#jet star#killjoys#kobra kid#party poison
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GUYS I'M CRYING ACTUALLY MY FEARS HAVE COME TRUE
I ASKED JAMIL AS A JOKE not a joke
IF I WAS HIS CRUSH
AND HE SAID IT WASN'T ME
But even so, I still love jamil.
Don't y'all just love unrequited love?
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I'm spiking more drinks.
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Thank you for your confession!
I’m sorry for your loss and I get your pain. But seriously stop spiking the drinks. That’s not the best way to deal with stuff.
#posted by: 🌿#nrc confessions#unreality#nrc confession#twst#night raven college#anon: 🐍❤️#jamil viper
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"Usually, I Charge a Sacrificial Lamb but You Get The Family Rate!"
[Lucifer Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel RP Blog| Mutuals Only| 18+ [Minors will be blocked on sight] Mun is 21+| Follows back from @frostworkxfiction ]
[Rules (THESE ARE MANDATORY)] | [Headcanons]
#🍎🐍My Dreams Were Too Hard To Defend 🍎🐍| {About Lucifer}#🦆❤️ Take That Depression! ❤️🦆| {OOC}#🍎👑 Enter The Garden 👑🍎| {Mun Speaks}#👑🐍The Original Sin 👑🐍| {Rules}#👑❤️ King Of My Heart 👑❤️| {Headcannons}
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Where's the humanity?
Can I ask why everyone seems to, when discussing the upcoming battle and Second Coming nonsense (I say nonsense, because I don't believe there will actually be one the way it's portrayed in the Bible. Remember that the biblicial description of the how/why/where/when were all in Revelations, penned by St. John of Patmos. Who, I might add, was included amongst all the scribes of prophecy who got things WRONG, in S1. Why are we so quick, then, to assume he'll suddenly be getting everything right about S3?... But I digress)...
Back to my question: Why is it that everyone, upon opening discussions of the Second Coming, etc, Battle for Earth, Mark II, immediately hops to the ONLY possibly solutions being our beloved angel-demon duo? Why is everyone forgetting humanity completely, in this mix?
(Keep reading below the cut for more on why I'm asking this)
Not saying I don't expect Aziraphale and Crowley to do some serious celestial arse-kicking in S3. What I AM saying is that, in S1, the ultimate end of Armageddon wasn't achieved by some grand miracle combo from AziCrow. Nope. It was 3 human children and an Antichrist who was more human than celestial. So why aren't we anticipating human involvement in S3's grand solution?
I am. I see two fronts to this war -- the fight against the Metatrash and his sycophants (Michael, Uriel, and that lot) and the fight for Earth. And I see humanity being involved in at least ONE of those fights. We saw it in S1, at Tadfield. We saw it in S2, with Maggie and Nina joining forces with Aziraphale to fend off the demons in the bookshop, while Crowley took a fact-finding trip to Heaven (gee... Possibly a little foreshadowing?).
Humanity has ALWAYS been front-and-center in this story, in one way, shape, or form. I can't see it suddenly taking a back seat when the fate of the ENTIRE world is literally at stake. Do you?
Doesn't seem to be either Neil or Terry's styles. I'm anticipating watching humanity kick some major arse on one front, while our beloved duo tackles another. It seems almost inevitable, at this point.
#good omens#good omens fandom#aziracrow#aziraphale x crowley#ineffable husbands#azicrow#aziraphale#crowley#ineffable spouses#good omens humanity#Keep calm and ❤️ on! 🐍🪽❤️🏳️🌈#go fandom#go meta#good omens meta
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God every time I see pics of the BTS boys now I’m just like “Kazuma…with…AgustD blond hair…… Kazuma with….Jack in the Box makeup….. Kazuma with Jungkook lip piercing…….. Kazuma….with….V photofolio….frilly suits…antique jewellery….. hhrrrfhhfhghjbhhh…”
#I love that he’s so ok with me just turning him into my dressup doll in my head#it goes both ways ofc~#quillzuma🐍🪶#quill’s soliloquies#Kar(u)ma#musician au#((ooc: BTS is 100% why my Kazuma is a singer/songwriter I’m not even gonna pretend like they’re not gsfjhdtjgs))#((Kar(u)ma is a manifestation of my love for Kazuma and my love for Bangtan it’s true ❤️💜))
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I cant fucking sleep! Every single second it’s you, you, you-
#❤️red lancer#🥁wolf#yandere#yancore#yanderecore#💜purple enchantress#💞pink goddess#💛golden maiden#💙blue knight#🐍snake venom#🫀bloodied heart#🦴bone shard#💉ecstasy#🕊️pidgeon flight
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DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING FOR SPIDER ALLERGIES
I RAN OUT OF THEM
THERE'S A SPIDER IN MY ROOM AND I AM SCARED
I AM CRYING
I AM MISERABLE
I HATE YOU 🕷️ ANONNNNNN
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*Vern knocks on your window. He's sitting on the leaf of an oversized plant with a bag*
Hello~ special delivery for ummm... your allergies
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