mywingsareonwheels

a wheelchair with wings, black on grey



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  1. Public Bookmark 15

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    Crowley doesn’t really want to go to the Royal Ball. Well, he kind of does, but only to annoy his ugly step-siblings Hastur and Ligur.

    It has nothing to do with making his new tartan wearing fairy godmother smile (wiggle) so stop asking already.

    But in an AU where Gabriel is the handsome prince will true love conquer all?

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  2. Public Bookmark 27

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    “Ohh,” Crowley reaches up, skimming his hands lightly over Aziraphale’s wings, trailing his fingers over his feathers. He can feel it, the power held in check. If Aziraphale had a mind to it, he could crush him with those wings. Crowley thinks he might like him to try.

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  3. Public Bookmark 58

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    “I’ve missed you.” And fuck, Crowley feels tears well up at the simple, easy way Aziraphale says things like that. They’ve hardly been apart for months since the Apocalypse was brought to a screeching halt, and years before that, but Crowley knows exactly what he means. Knows what it is to miss someone you’re sitting next to, knows how feeling alone doesn’t exclude being in a room full of people.

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  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    Crowley has been working very hard since the almost end of the world. He's been up to all sorts of-- well, good. Aziraphale thinks it's rather time someone rewarded him for all of his hard work, and he has no problems taking matters into his own hands.

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  5. Public Bookmark 19

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    The best way I can describe this is a sort of reverse human dance au. With lots of smut.

    Aziraphale was attracted to him from that first encounter. The way his cheeks had blushed, the way the blush had crept down his neck. It was completely inappropriate to desire a student in this way, but Aziraphale found he could not stop. It would be alright; nothing would ever come of it. It was not as if a man as beautiful as Crowley would be interested in Aziraphale’s has-been body; the soft roundness of his stomach, the padding of fat over the muscles of his thighs. But oh, how we wanted. Crowley always stayed after to chat, asked Aziraphale questions about himself, seemed to be genuinely interested in him. It was all just fuel for the growing fire.

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