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[fic - the good stuff] [when am I not yelling about Good Omens] YELLS ABOUT HOME FEELS
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Crowley winces, realising only then what it looks like when the original tempter offers an angel an apple. He really should’ve just come back empty-handed. He opens his mouth, already thinking how best to phrase an apology —
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— but Aziraphale looks up at him and, very deliberately, takes a bite of the apple. “Tell me more about this arrangement you had in mind.”
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that..... is lovely. Like on symbolism and Meaning and ugh. (Yeah, as much as I complain/rant that not all the symbols you see are intentional, I still love them so so so much)
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right
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Noah the complete and utter prat I knew a Noah once. Can confirm, total prat
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XD
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ART FOR THE ONE FIC WHERE THEY'RE WRITING EACH OTHER LETTERS
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dude you find the best arts
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o w
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“Michael’s — a bit of a stickler. You don’t want to get Gabriel upset with you.”
Michael’s a wanker, Gabriel’s a bully, Crowley translates in his head, not liking the distant look in Aziraphale’s eyes at all.
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yeeeeeeeeeeeeeah...
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