[moki-dokie]

[patricianandclerk]

book Aziraphale: wants to cuddle with crowley on saturday nights, have giggling laughing sex together, be playful, be married, tease one another

book Crowley: wants to sleep on Aziraphale's chest, wrestle with his angel and laugh into his mouth while kissing him, be silly, be married, tease and jibe at one another

tv aziraphale: wants crowley to sweep him off his feet like a hero in one of his trashy romance novels. flusters at as little as too much direct eye contact unless he initiates it himself

tv crowley: just wants to be allowed to Touch aziraphale. even to hold his hand..

radio aziraphale and crowley: just. want to fuck each other constantly and pick depraved kinks out like they're browsing for new curtains in a catalogue. "would you like to piss on my face tonight?" "mmm, alright, so long as you come on mine"

[moki-dokie]

aksdjhgalsdgh

[moki-dokie]

[tennant]

@michaelsheen: Aberavon Beach at sunset with a hot chocolate (x)

[trusthimhesadoctor]

[inejgayfa]

David Tennant’s only two moods are 1) playing Shakespeare characters and 2) playing immortal beings who encounter Shakespeare and let him steal random things they say

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[natasharoomanoff]

Tessa said BI VALKYRIE RIGHTS!!!!

bonus:

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she’s my king hell yeah

[chubbycattumbling]

[luv-cat]

larm flump

[beifongbabey]

fill my heart, fill my head with these words

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first dinner at the Ritz - 1979 

“… maybe dine at the Ritz.” 

Suggested about a decade ago, the thought had stuck with Crowley through his most recent years-long nap. After getting up and getting with the times, (i.e. haircut, clothing, music; he has to look good, especially tonight), he thought he would surprise Aziraphale. He felt a pull toward him, the urge to just spend some time together. Maybe it was Aziraphale projecting (he hoped), but it was likely Crowley just missing the angel. He would never admit to it though. 

He left his flat around 8:30 and drove his way through London. He was going slightly slower than usual, only hitting about 75. Nerves? No, fuck off. Does the angel want to see him? Shut up. Worried Aziraphale is busy? Yep, let’s go with that. 

He arrived at the bookshop and, as briskly as he could with his saunter, walked to the front door and opened it. 

“Angel?” 

“Crowley?” He heard Aziraphale’s voice from a distant, quiet and unsure. As Crowley walked further into the room he heard a book close, a glass being placed down, and footsteps become clearer as the floor creaked slightly. “Crowley,” he said with a gentle smile. 

“Hi, Aziraphale, long time.” 

“It’s lovely to see you.” Aziraphale kept that smile that made Crowley’s heart beat a little faster. They sat in silence like this for a minute. 

Smile fading, the angel finally broke the silence, “what are you doing here?” 

“Oh, right, yeah. Want to do dinner?” Breaking that stare and moving on with a real conversation was just slightly difficult. 

“Oh! That would be lovely, I actually just heard of this new place down…” 

“Actually, I already have a place picked out.” Really he’s had it picked out for the last decade, but Aziraphale doesn’t need to know that. 

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Anonymous asked:

Hi, this might be stupid, but do you know of any gifs of Crowley’s answering machine message?

I’m sure they are though not by me :), if this gets at least one like, I’ll add it to the request list :).

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Anonymous asked:

look hastur is so fuckin starved for affection ligur could just gently cup his face and run his thumb across his cheek and hasturs nervous system would short circuit

hasturlavista answered:

i mean… same

[thegoodomensdumpster]

[fuckyeahisawthat]

Just…man…this post by @forineffablereasons raised a point I can’t stop thinking about. Because I’ve seen a lot of meta about Aziraphale and Crowley going to Heaven and Hell in each other’s bodies as it relates to stepping into each other’s worlds, facing how the other one would have died, etc. All excellent points.

BUT ALSO

Aziraphale going to Hell (the place that was always the threat, the punishment awaiting disobedience, Falling) and yes, it’s dark and awful and everyone’s mean. But also they’re cowards, and he’s pulling a fast one on them. He’s smarter and stronger than them. Hell as a fear is conquerable.

And Crowley, going (back) to Heaven and remembering, yup, they’re still bastards. I was right when I questioned them. I wouldn’t be part of a side that treats people like this, even if they offered me a place again. They don’t deserve me. And I’m stronger than them too. Getting a moment of self-affirmation and triumph over the side that hurt him.

Both of them having these private psychological victories over the fears and traumas that were with them the whole story. Maybe they don’t even realize it until later because those are such high-stakes scenes, but it happens.

And the fact that it happens when they’re in each other’s skins, risking their lives to protect each other, that the thing that makes it possible at all is that they’re doing it together

is some kind of mood all right.

[rafaelafranzen]

[tinawiththeglasses]

Following the advice of several people, I’ll post Aziraphale again, now I’m not flagged as Nsfw anymore 💝 Enjoy!