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Today Aziraphale discovered a gay bar. I’ve not seen him so happy around “bebop”. Ever. He even sang along with songs he’s probably never heard before. I’m assuming miracles were involved.

I believe this is going to be how I spend my Wednesday nights for eternity.

As long as he’s happy.

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The angel has gone off on a mission… a quest, of sorts. He refuses to give me any indication of what said mission entails.

Meanwhile, I’m left looking after the bookshop. While he’s driving my our car.

He’s such a bastard.

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I’ve spent the past week thwarting my angel’s attempts to convince me we should procure a baby.

It’s not on.

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Fine, Angel. I’ll declare my human-esque, yet not, love for you to the masses. Again.

Is this really something that needs announced to the world?

Aziraphale, my dearest husband type creature, I love you more than creating the stars, more than my our Bentley, more than having an impeccable sense of style and fabulous hair. Always have, since before time began. And I will for as long as I exist.

Age does not wither nor custom stale his variety.

Actually, it is nice to be able to say it, scream it for everyone to hear. I love you, Angel.

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I love you, my dear boy, like the humans do, yet so much more.

We have finally reached a point where we can be, absolutely, unapologetically, us.

I cherish you.

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Noted.

Tomorrow, we should go for an extremely alcoholic breakfast at the Ritz.

You and me, what do you say?

If I were to be obliterated by holy water, please know that my last thoughts would be of my angel, my love, my partner, my everything.

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If I were to be obliterated by holy water, please know that my last thoughts would be of my angel, my love, my partner, my everything.

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Why do you love Aziraphale, and for how long?

Me, since before time began. He is the kindest, most beautiful being that has ever been created. He is the one thing I’d come close to thanking the Almighty for.

And he’s a bastard.

"I love Aziraphale, but-"

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Aziraphale is trying to find his favorite bottle of wine, but I’ve hidden it. The chocolates and flowers and framed photo of us in Paris wouldn’t fit where he usually keeps the bottles, and I thought it would be fun to watch him find the presents.

It doesn’t sound like he’s having fun yet though. I may need to assist soon.

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My new favourite thing is watching @aziraphalecrowley-fell stargaze with me, and seeing his reactions.

I believe stargazing with Crowley is my new favorite thing.

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The angel decided to listen to the Velvet Underground today.

I was right. He didn’t like it.

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Humans that spread hate are far worse than most demons.

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No questions, I’ve just gotta say this outfit is GORGEOUS.

(mm.. ‘swell as the redhead. >:D)

Isn’t it just? I made it myself, you could say.

(… and thank you.)

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Angel, why must you be so infuriatingly beautiful?

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I don’t sing, Angel. You don’t dance.

Proof enough not to believe in the boxes they try to trap you in.

I was not at all astonished when Crowley sang a certain song to me today. It was perfectly off-key and wonderful to dance to.

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You’re ridiculous.

I made you tea. And brought you crepes. That isn’t unusual.

Even after all we’ve been through, the old fears at times will surface. Crowley becomes especially comforting when this occurs, almost as if he senses my emotions.

He really is the kindest being I have ever known.

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Ngk. I like it when you do the hair thing.

Crowley fell asleep in my lap as I was reading a book to him. I may have unintentionally ran my hand through his hair for several hours as he napped.

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I know, Angel.

It really was an odd song to break down to. It reminded me of seeing Romeo and Juliet together at the Globe during its initial run, then I spiraled (which is very much against my nature).

But we averted the second apocalypse and can just be us now. Dreams of the past just show how far we’ve come.

Sleeping has its downsides on occasion. Last night I dreamed of a time that my Angel was…away… and I had gone to a bar with live music and so on. Punk was not anything I’d expect a cover of Love Story.

I’d been too many drinks in by the time the band started playing that song, and for Someone’s sake it hit me hard. I was a bloody mess, and left the bar immediately after to find another pub to drown out a world without Aziraphale. It wasn’t my best moment.