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    Crowley doesn’t remember heaven, but Aziraphale remembers him.

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    05 Aug 2019

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    THE LOVE!!!! THE LOVE!!!!! THE L O V E !!!!!!!

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    Crowley arrives injured at Aziraphale's door. He takes care of him, reads him an awful lot of Mary Oliver, and knits elaborate metaphors for his insecurities (literally).

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    26 Jul 2019

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    sweet like honey also poetry quoting which,,, ugh,,, lovely

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    “Well,” She smiles, “Welcome home, cap.”

    She leaves, and the silence doubles in its intensity, until it’s the only sound that rings in Steve’s ears. Home has long been lost, he thinks. No amount of sound can fill a house that does not exist.

     

     

    One day, Bucky shows up at his door.

    The sound was deafening.

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    i'm spilling wine in the bathtub
    you kiss my face and we're both drunk
    everyone thinks that they know us
    but they know nothing about
    all of this silence and patience
    pining and anticipation
    my hands are shaking from holding back from you

    // taylor swift, "dress"

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    Crowley was standing in the middle of the room, hands in his pockets, looking a little lost. Aziraphale eyed the distance between them. Five steps. Five steps, and six thousand years, and a battlefield spanning an eternity.

    The story of the little moments over the millennia that shape an angel’s regard for a demon, and the way he slowly, with great reluctance but inevitable surety, falls in love.

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