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Tickety-boo!

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Would you write something with the prompt "You were my world, as distorted as it has become...you are still" Or something like that... It can be about heroes/villains, protagonist/antagonist or whoever you want.. Thanks for the amazing writing!!!!

"You were my world." The demon took a drag of their cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke to the heavens as if to steady themselves against the gravity of that confession.

The angel stilled, hyper-aware of the rare moment of peace between them, of the way that a few inches left would have their shoulders brushing warm against the chill of the inky night.

"And, you know." The demon didn't look at them, even as they continued. "As distorted as that world has become...you are still."

The angel swallowed, but it did nothing to ease the sudden lump in their throat. They sniffed, and the two of them both pretended it was from the cold, and not the sudden urge for the angel to cry.

"You are the burning thing my every heartbeat orbits, the centre of my constellations." Once the demon had started, they didn't seem able to stop. "Do you really not know that? Or do you just not want to know that, anymore?"

Did you think I wouldn't come for you?

The angel heard the question as loudly as if the demon had screamed it.

They searched for words; it felt like they were always searching for the words, the right thing to say. If they were truly a star, a burning bright thing, then they were stuck. Spinning, dumbly, trying to keep up as the demon - their demon - ran circles around them too fast and never close enough and too close already. Suns and their orbits were never meant to collide, not until the end of the world, not until it was too late. And neither of them wanted that.

(Except, they always did. Just for a touch.)

The demon exhaled more smoke, stole another rotting mouthful of hell, of home left behind.

The angel imagined leaning in to kiss them. They imagined taking the demon's chin in hand, tasting the addiction against their lips. They imagined mapping out a new constellation, a better one, against the fragile vessel of the demon's body. They imagined falling, and it wasn't the falling that mattered, it was that their demon would fall too. They would be gone.

The angel would be alone.

The demon clicked their tongue, when the silence lasted, and the angel ached. They wanted. The demon straightened and let the cigarette drop, grounding it out beneath their trainers.

"I-" the angel faltered.

The demon stopped.

They still didn't look at each other. Looking at each other, properly looking at each other, to lay it all bare, would be atomic. They could find metaphors, trace outlines, paint a picture in the negative space of each other instead. But to see? To know? As if either of them would be able to stop then.

The angel closed their eyes.

You are the only one, the only thing, that will ever feel like home. And I can't ever go home. We can't ever go home. Of course I know. How do you not know that anymore? I love you. I love you I loathe you I love you.

"Thank you," the angel said instead, "for saving my life. It was kind of you."

The demon laughed an ugly laugh at that.

The angel imagined their fingers itching for the cigarette, already gone, or maybe for a hand they couldn't hold. They felt the demon's palm, or at least the weight of it, above their jacket. On their arm. Not a proper touch, some diluted thing of fabric layers and synthetics, softening all of the dangerous edges.

The angel's eyes snapped open.

The touch was gone.

The demon, their demon, was gone.

Until next time.

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Remember that this is not the proof that they love each other

That was a last-ditch attempt from Crowley to get Aziraphale to stay

This is the proof that they love each other

Their love wasn't just made real because they kissed

It always existed

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This is gonna sound... strange.

TOM HIDDLESTON as LOKI LAUFEYSON - LOKI SEASON 2 (2023)

Check it out here the short clip released by McDonald's Canada

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I went through every possible emotion in those last 20 minutes, plus some that I made up on the spot! how are y'all?

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#Sick and twisted that Aziraphale immediately grabbed Crowley

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SYLKI: Loki doing his best to take care of Sylvie

TOM HIDDLESTON as LOKI LAUFEYSON and SOPHIA DI MARTINO as SYLVIE LAUFEYDOTTIR - LOKI SEASON 1 (2021)

Loki for @mcuchallenge

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how to ask the demon you've been smitten over for 6000 years to dance: an angel's guide

bonus:

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Aziraphale's favorite color is yellow

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The look on Crowley’s face when he asks, when he pleads with Aziraphale to tell him he said no; the shock, the horror, the panic, the helpless desperation shining in his eyes.

Stab me it would hurt less

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Good Omens + Parallels

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OK but I absolutely loved this!! like, I know they're friends, we've seen them grow up together, she was with them from the start. but this just shows that their relationship goes beyond just tolerating each other for taijus sake. she's one of his besties, an OG and I loved seeing this validated!

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Still stuck on how Aziraphale ate that meat like he was starving. Like he’d been starved for millennia, and he hadn’t even known it, because he’d never once been fed. But we know they don’t have to eat (nor sleep, etc.), so what he’d been starved for is pleasure. Being present in his body, feeling the joys and longings it could feel. Understanding what taste buds were made for. He hadn’t known; he’d never learned to miss it.

Now imagine what a kiss has done to him.

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LOKI or MOON KNIGHT for @mcuchallenge Tournament Finals

⤷Note: they do not know what they're doing (affectionate)

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LOKI SEASON 2 | Loki have forgotten how to breathe XD

⤷You ARE my way

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(from go twitter :) <3)