3 years ago with 19507 notesReblog / via 

lovenlu:

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“You could stay at my place, if you like.”

“Oh, I don’t think my side would like that.”

Last Night on Earth

P.S.: There was only one bed.

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3 years ago with 33578 notesReblog / via 

arinavah:

Queen - Love of my life ~ 🎵🎶

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3 years ago with 5722 notesReblog / via 
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3 years ago with 3083 notesReblog / via 

luseals:

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in orbit

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3 years ago with 43734 notesReblog / via 

fahbee:

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Did he just imply…?

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3 years ago with 12245 notesReblog / via 

scottryder-spacetwink:

“The Bentley drives away. Aziraphale stands looking at it go. 

 A neon sign is flashing on and off in a shop window, and from where we are looking, it could almost be a halo above his head, blinking on and off again…" 

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3 years ago with 12698 notesReblog / via 

bigmamag:

crowleys–angel:

damare-draws:

“Alpha Centauri is beautiful around this time of year”

the fucking statue alskdjglsadk its THEM

Flaming sword in the fireplace IM DEAD

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3 years ago with 2624 notesReblog / via 

frucienforever:

The four horsemen of the Apocalypse: Pollution, War, Famine, Death.

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3 years ago with 5437 notesReblog / via 

anankeskywalker:

Crowley in white appreciation

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Anonymous
Prompt: Crowely tells Az he loves him by accident while going on a big long rant about (dealers choice) Az catches right away and just smiles and waits as Crowely comes to the realization of what he said

justkeeptrekkin:

Anon. Anon. I love you for this. 

***

“See, thing is-”

Crowley’s words elude him- as they have a habit of doing, the sneaky buggers. He watches the white lines in the middle of the road streak by, feels the tarmac roaring beneath the car. It’s a rainy evening and they’re driving home from a restaurant north of Watford that Aziraphale has been banging on about for months. Since the world had ended- and then promptly not ended- the angel’s zest for food hasn’t lessened in the slightest. In fact, it’s only gotten bloody zestier, as if their near-apocalypse experience has made Aziraphale realise that life is too short. Even an immortal life such as his. 

Crowley loses his track of his thought entirely. “Thing is…”

“You were talking about-”

“KINDLES!” Crowley exclaims, taking his hands off the wheel to celebrate this eureka moment. Aziraphale straightens out beside him nervously and grabs a fistful of his corduroy trousers. Crowley slaps the leather of the steering wheel enthusiastically as he continues, “Kindles. Are not. Demonic! We didn’t come up with them- that was all you, I’m certain!”

“Why on earth would I invent the Kindle, dear boy? Do you even know me at all?”

“You-plural, not you-singular. Angels you, Heaven you.”

“Well, I certainly didn’t sanction it.”

“Alright but- listen- what’s the problem with kindles? Why’re- what’s the problem? I mean really, it’s a book, isn’t it. Just a book on a screen. What’s the problem?”

“The problem-” Aziraphale begins confidently, bordering aggressively. Then the wind appears to be knocked out of his sails. “Well,” he tries again, a little weakly. “The problem, the problem lies therein. In that. Well-”

“See! See, it’s clearly a good thing, I don’t understand what all the fuss is about- all these people going ‘oh, ho-ho, oh dear, books aren’t physical anymore, what a travesty! Let’s all- grab our pitchforks! And lament the loss of our children’s education’.” He adds a mocking, whinging voice to this last bit. 

Aziraphale tuts, stretches his legs out in front and crosses them. 

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