Tumbling Like Alice

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Crowley: looks at Aziraphale

“There Must be an Angel (Playing With my Heart)”: *starts playing in the distance*

(aka Crowley’s theme)

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every time crowley calls azriaphale “angel” i grow ten times softer for them

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“ cutecornflakes:
“My Brother’s Cat is the Light of his Life
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me: CAT
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I wish I had a beam in my house to do this to D: Napoleon would LOVE IT.

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i had a dream i moved to huntington west virginia and it slowly turned into bloodborne’s yharnam and justin kept appearing out of the corner of my eye standing there doing nothing

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My girlfriend and me as Crowley and Aziraphale, special for Winter Temporary Combat. Pretty things))

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Insecure

And all who sat in the council looked intently at him, and they saw that his face was like the face of an angel-

“Your wings are an absolute mess, you know that?”

Aziraphale raised his head from a book he was reading.”Pardon?”

“Your wings, they look like you took a flight through a hurricane.” Crowley said with a chuckle and stood up, stretching his long limbs.

“I suppose,” Aziraphale simply shrugged and his focus returned back to his book. He could hear Crowley walking over to him and resting his hand over where his wings would be.

Angels become more and more beautiful the closer they get to the Lord: “I have seen faces of angels of the third heaven so beautiful that no painters, with all their skill, could render a fraction of their light with their pigments or rival a thousandth part of the light and life that show in their faces-”

“Doesn’t hurt to preen them from time to time, this isn’t a pretty look for an angel of the Lord.” The demon said with a smile and gently patted the angel on the back.

You are not beautiful.

He didn’t notice the way Aziraphale’s knuckles whitened at how tightly he held the book his hands.”You’re right, my dear.” He replied with a smile of his own.

As Crowley walked through the bookshop door, Aziraphale’s gaze silently followed him.

When the door closed behind his demon, the wings unfurled behind him and Aziraphale’s smile fell. He moved one of the wings in front of him and stared at the dishevelled feathers, plump fingers ran through the soft mess.

After a moment he stopped and with a sigh pulled the unfinished wings back.

“Such a silly thing,” he chuckled sadly to himself,”I’m not here to be pretty,”

He stood up and walked over to a nearby cabinet, placing back the book he was reading, once he closed it, he was met with his own reflection.

He looked away.

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