#Husband eternal

[starqueensthings]

✨ GWUMPY ✨

[kaidenchii]

oughhhh thinking about them...

[falconfeather23435]

Howzer please put your pants back on for two seconds, thERE’S A QUICHE IN THE OVEN!!😂

Hey hey Vod'ika! I think I've finally settled on my prompt for you. It was so tough narrowing down which clone. I just love them all and your writing is amazing!

Can you do Howzer in the summer with garnet but can we put a lil spin on it and lean towards jealous/over-protective? I'm kinda thinking he maybe sees the reader interact with Crosshair and that's what drives the whole thing? You picking up what I'm putting down lol.

Thanks love!

I'm Not Jealous

Summary: You’re very secure in your relationship with Howzer, but when Crosshair joins the Clone Rebellion, you can’t help but notice that he’s a little more protective.

Pairing: Captain Howzer x GN!Reader

Word Count: 704

Prompt: Garnet - Protective Love, with a twist towards jealousy

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: The name of the game is 'how legible can I keep this story until the cold medicine kicks in'! And I think I managed it pretty well! Thank you for the request. I hope this makes you happy~

You like Crosshair.

He reminds you of a foster dog that your mom took in when you were little. Angry and scared and traumatized and so desperate for affection and attention, and yet so afraid of it too.

It is part of the reason why you’ve tried to go out of your way to be welcoming to him. And it’s not like anyone else is going out of their way to make him feel welcomed.

Sure, he was part of the Empire and did some truly horrific things, but he’s not with them now. And the path to redemption has to start somewhere, right? So why not with you?

The problem is that since you’ve started your friendship with Crosshair —it’s not really friendship, you’re essentially shaking a bag of cat treats to try and trick the tooka out from under the couch so you can bring him to the vet— Howzer has been more and more out of sorts.

In fact, he snapped at you yesterday.

Oh, sure, he apologized right after the fact. Apologized and peppered your face with bunches of little kisses and offered to make dinner as an apology. Of course you took him up on it, your Howzer is an excellent cook after all, but you’re…concerned.

Concerned enough that you beg out of the flight for the day, passing it off to your second in your stead, while you try to figure out what’s going on with Howzer.

After all, you thought that the pair of you were fine.

You look up from where you’re making a breakfast quiche, mom always swore by it when she needed dad in a good mood, as Howzer steps into the kitchen from your shared bedroom.

He looks surprised to see you, though the surprise melts into delight very quickly, “Cyare! I thought you had that transport mission to Hoth?”

“I did, I passed it over to my second.” You reply, “I thought I mentioned it.”

“If you did it wasn’t to me.” He crosses over to you, and kisses your temple, his arms sliding tightly around your waist, “Maybe you told Crosshair.” There’s something in his voice. Something tight and angry and jealous.

And there it is.

You finish pouring the egg mixture into the pie crust and slide the whole mixture into the oven, before you turn in his arms, and place your hands on his chest. “Howzer,”

“Cyare?”

“You know I love you, right?”

Something warm and soft slides across his face, “I know. I love you too.”

You reach up and press your hand against his scarred cheek, “I know you do.” You rub his cheek with your thumb, “Why are you so jealous of Crosshair, love?”

“I’m not jealous!” He blurts immediately, and then he averts his eyes, “I’m not…overly jealous.”

You smile at him, “Howzer,”

“I don’t like you talking to him.” He admits, a frown on his lips, “Why couldn’t you try and befriend Hunter instead?” That was definitely a whine.

You laugh softly, “Howzer.”

“I know I can’t force you to not be friends with him. But I really, really hate him.”

Your other hand comes up to press against his cheek, “Crosshair needs a friend. Someone like me, who’s so low stakes in the grand scheme of things that he can just be himself.” You smile at him lovingly, “But if you really don’t like it, I’ll stop.”

Howzer releases a slow breath and presses his hands over yours, “You’re a better person than me.” He mumbles, “I don’t want to stop you from making friends. Even if it’s with Crosshair.” He makes a face.

“I’m always going to come back to you at the end of the day, Howzer.” You whisper up to him. 

He flashes a small grin at you, confidence sliding across his face, “Oh. I know. That was only ever a minor concern.” He drops his head and kisses you, “After all, I highly doubt Crosshair can love you like I can.”

You grin at him, mischief dancing on your face, “And how’s that again?”

He smirks at you and twists the both of you so that he’s able to walk you backwards towards the bedroom, “Let me show you.”

[tampire]

Crowley and Aziraphale and Vice and Mature returns one more time in Good Omens Season 3 and King of Fighters XV

[samwwise]

I didn’t get a chance to say what I was gonna say. I think I better say it now. Right. Okay, yes. So.

[idliketobeatree]

The lighting in the S1 1941 flashback is so painfully dark I was rewatching it on a 150% brightness and perhaps I am five years late, but how come I've never noticed that this

is how Aziraphale gazes at Crowley before the "little demonic miracle of my own"???

This is him before the love realisation, just after Aziraphale miracled them both safe from the bomb exploding on the church with the Nazis. No heartwarming acts of service yet — best to his knowledge, Crowley was only there for moral support, because he "didn't want him to get embarassed". And his gaze is— I don't know what to say. Like it would kill him to look away. So fond, so immersed, "oh God, there you are", like hundreds of years have passed, not decades since they saw each other last. Books? What books? What air raid, what war?

Arguably the best part of the scene happens literal seconds after. If you pay close attention to the whole shot, you'll spot the brown satchel on the side. Which Aziraphale would notice earlier too, if he could focus on anything other than Crowley.

[catabasis]

He sees you, and he likes what he sees.

Demonology and the Tri-Phasic Model of Trauma: An Integrative Approach by Nnm

[professional-lurker-42]

This was the biggest mess ever known to mankind, but it's finally done. Bringing you more ineffable romans, enjoy✨

@angellilou-art

[beaulesbian]

Crowley + his glasses, inside the bookshop - Good Omens season 2

[jesschalamet]

The boyfriend is boyfriending 🥰😍

[everysongineverykey]

as part of the getting-worse-before-it-gets-better portion of aziraphale and crowley's season 3 relationship arc we NEED a desperate "i love you" from aziraphale met with a hissed, spiteful, and quickly regretted "i forgive you" from crowley

[starqueensthings]

THERES SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT, BUT ITS ALL SUPERSEDED BY HIS RETURN TO MY LIFE

[folie-a-deux]

finally! hannibal tumblr has resurrected

[spirk-trek]

Galactic Discourse Fanzine (1977-1987)

Monopoly: Merle Decker, 1980 || At Ease: Nan Lewis, 1980 || Sledding: Toni Hardeman, 1983 || Pillow Fight: TACS, 1987 || Sand Castles: ERIC, 1987

[azfellco]

Rare footage of Crowley pre-fall

[ventique18]

I like how the dark fae we've heard of so far don't really have a type/preference. They just love who they love and don't really think about anything else. They really don't think and just go for it. Meleanor, Mama Zigvolt, and of course our very own gargoyle-obsessed prefect-appreciator Malleus. 😌