LadyNyxRavus

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    In the library of Altaïr, Ezio isn't as ready to let go of his destiny as he thought.
    In the Grand Temple, Desmond isn't ready to face his.

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    20 Nov 2019

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    Sandalphon is aimed at Aziraphale, and fired.

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    13 Nov 2019

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    Crowley is a black hole and I am never going searching for this fic again oh my GOD

    Worth it but man I should have bookmarked this one sooner

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    “Who would win: Aziraphale or Crowley.”

    “Oh!” Aziraphale startles. “Well—such a question. It’s not as though either of us has engaged in so much as fisticuffs in ages, and one does need to keep up practice with these sorts of things.” His fretting dies abruptly when Crowley cuts over him clearly, baldly: “Aziraphale.”

    Aziraphale’s mouth clicks shut, and he goes so still that the group is forcibly reminded that ethereal beings don’t technically need to breathe, have a heartbeat, or even metabolize energy to exist. Beside him, Crowley’s stiffened up and his lips pull back from his teeth in a toe-curling wince.

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    02 Nov 2019

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    Crowley finds Aziraphale in the sitting room, not in his usual chair but on the couch. He is reclined, leaning back against the armrest, one leg bent at the knee, the other stretched out. No shoes, no jacket, sleeves rolled up, book propped open on his stomach. He smiles at Crowley. He looks damn near edible.

    He looks like bait.

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    13 Oct 2019

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    As soon as Aubrey Thyme, psychotherapist, had opened her office door and seen her new client, Anthony J. Crowley, sitting in her waiting area, she was observing and assessing him. At first glance, she paid attention to the following:

    --His clothing was expensive and stylish;
    --He wore very strange but noticeable cologne;
    --His relationship to the seat he occupied could only, very loosely, be described as “sitting;”
    --He looked angry;
    --He was wearing sunglasses.

    What Aubrey Thyme, a professional, thought, upon first seeing her new client was: you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?

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    12 Oct 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Tell me this therapist doesn't get all of hell through their trauma pfffff she the boss lady I love it!!