the evil part of self employment is that you need to go sit at your desk and do your job while your bed is close by taunting you
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Quiet, Open Togetherness
In the late summer sunshine, the garden hums with life. Aziraphale has watched the sprawling jungle they inherited from the previous owner transform into an oasis of calm and order under Crowley's uncompromising attention. Bees meander lazily between fragrant stems of lavender, while butterflies flicker and dance above.
Some hours later, surrounded by the remains of the picnic, Aziraphale lazes against the trunk of the old apple tree, book in one hand and glass of wine in the other. Crowley sprawls in a customary tangle of limbs beside him, head pillowed in the angel’s lap, basking in the dappled sunlight playing through the gently swaying leaves.
— Darling, I Wouldn’t Sell The World (The Way That Things Are Turning) by @happynachohologram
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Triple Baka Agents !!!
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need to kiss him until we’re both silly and delirious and giggling, until we’re both grabbing at each other’s shoulders and sides and arms, until we’re both half hazardously stumbling our way backwards onto the couch in a heap of laughter just so we can be as close as possible and we’re clumsily bumping foreheads and noses. need to kiss him until he can’t stop smiling and until we’re both stupidly lovestruck and just clinging to each other
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