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kedreeva answered:
Oooo I haven’t heard anything like this before, that’s a lovely thought.
I just heard our cat meowing at my son in his bedroom. He says, “I can’t give you some food cause I’m just a small boy! I’m so small! But I can get Mommy and Daddy to get you some, but I’m not bigger than Daddy. Someday I will be.”
She was beautiful in just the right light; in the wrong, an arcane horror, a swarm under glassy flesh.
“Consider surrender,” she said, the low electric voice of beetles. “There are so many who would revel in your downfall. They suspect you are still the same old demon.”
“They’d be wise to fuck off,” said Crowley. And then she said a thing that washed over him in a black tar tide of dread.
“We know why you stay.”
She knew. He knew. The terrible leaden understanding that he swallowed down. Through gritted teeth he said, softly,
“If any of you, and I mean this, fuck with my angel in any way. God Herself will not stay my wrath. No creature in Hell will know agony like you.”
She smiled, and her teeth were chips of jagged bone. “Isn’t it beautiful to see someone with everything to lose?”
A Paris holiday! Crowley would regret this, even though it was his idea, until he got some booze into him. Worth it to see his best angel so happy.
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It all came out over dumplings, as it should.
Style consistency went straight out the window, but I like it. My sister taught me that anything that makes you laugh is worth spending time on.






