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@fellandfeathers
25+ mutuals only, low activity, and highly private RP blog for aziraphale of prime's good omens. primarily show-based. multiverse, crossover, and OC friendly. rules below the read more.
secondary muses: gabriel, muriel, nina, lucifer
open starters.
BLOG ROLL: griefacquainted / aziraphalesballs (GO gif blog)
AFFILIATES: @xflashbastardx / @blindsite / @holyhitter
block #go3 spoilers to remain spoiler-free, though go3 is largely disregarded here.
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Well. It had been worth a shot.
Heavy lids close over amber eyes, Crowley leans his head back against the sofa and heaves a single deep breath.
Like it or not, he and Lucifer have always been...similar. Far more so in the days before the War than now, but if Crowley is to be honest—and right now, he has no choice—they have not diverged entirely in the millennia since being cast out. For one thing, they both hate it down here. Crowley, at least, has always had the "freedom" (as much as any demon can be free) to move between the planes, to leave the dark, dank confines of Hell and move amongst humans, make his own choices live his life as he wishes, to at least some extent. That has been the one thing that's kept him from losing himself entirely—and the thing he would most despair to be robbed of.
It is not out of any attempt to mask deceit that Crowley's eyes remain closed when next he speaks, but rather an unwillingness to look Lucifer in the eye as he voices the torment that would break his spirit entirely.
"A tool that can't serve its master can't be trusted to move on its own." Defeat weighs heavy on every syllable, the serpent already hating speaking of himself as a tool, a thing for Hell to weild and use.
"If I fail you, then you have no reason to let me leave Hell again. No reason to let me make any of my own decisions. I should be kept down here, forever—" his face contorts at the next thought "—always aware but never in control of my actions. Just...just a puppet for Hell."
THE SERPENT WRIGGLES his way into passing another of the Devil's tests, and a touch of life returns to Lucifer's eyes, perhaps the first in centuries. ❝ I see we're in agreement. ❞
The corner of his lip tugs in a grin—though he remains cautious of a smile. It's going to be some time before Crowley is even well enough to surface the Earth again, which only leaves them with said time together—the most since... Before.
It was never lost upon him how quickly Crowley took the opportunity to SLITHER HIS WAY OUT OF HELL. And Lucifer knows, if he had the option, he would have, too.
"Even going all the way back, we always understood each other," Crowley had said. How much of that remained?
❝ I don't... want to keep you here. You know that, right? ❞ A single eyebrow arches. ❝ I know Hell doesn't make you... ❞
Lucifer's gaze flickers downward as he mulls over the appropriate word.
❝ Well, I'm certain no one enjoys being down here as much as Hastur, and even he has his moments with this place. ❞
Leaning forward, his eyes lock with gold, earnestness threading through his words as much as sincerity makes him want to skin someone alive, possibly himself.
❝ WE'RE ON THE SAME SIDE—we want the same thing, Crowley. For you to return. I want you to be successful in your work. But I still have to be thorough. I can't afford to let... ❞
One blink. Another. A doe in headlights blinks back at the serpent before scampering off from Satan's gaze.
❝ I can't let our past condemn our future. ❞ He forces the words out before they choke him. Damn the closeness they once shared. The closeness that damned them both. ❝ But when you're strong enough to return, if I feel certain we are in proper harmony, I WILL RETURN YOU TO YOUR POST. You have my word. ❞
He raises his eyebrows, awaiting the acceptance of a deal with the Devil.
we are back home. how do i even get started here again. uh.
he's so happy we're back !!
we are back home. how do i even get started here again. uh.
drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy !!! let's spread a little sunshine ☀️ !
adore you to bits, cherri! thank u!! please enjoy harry the rabbit. u have to feed him tonight. <3
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married life includes sending engraved invitations to get cracked.
{ your biggest strength as a roleplayer? Where do I even start? The thing that comes to mind first for me is your grasp on characterization. Every character you write is so well rounded and has so much depth. You have such a solid grasp on their voices, and they're all so distinct. I may be biased, but I am especially fond of your Aziraphale, since you do so well at capturing every aspect of him, the way he's layered and nuanced and complex. You pour so much love into your writing, it really shows. I also have to mention your prose in general. You write beautifully. You are genuinely such an inspiration to me, you make me want to push myself to be a better writer. Thank you for blessing my dash with all of your muses! }
what's my biggest strength as a roleplayer
CHERRI. i love this so much. omg. i'm saving it to read forever. thank you so much for such thoughtful feedback. i love writing with you, and i'm so excited for everything that we do and will get to do with all our threads. you're a wonderful writer. it's always such a treat to see your creative takes, phenomenal dialogue, and the thought you put into our beloved snake demon. you're such a blessing to my dash—ic and ooc! so grateful to get to write with you! angel and i (and all the other muses) are so lucky to have you. <3
"Good. And it's going to stay that way. Right, Angel?"
"My plants don't pray."
❝ No, they certainly do not. I have NEVER ONCE seen such a thing! ❞
Are you going to pray with Crowley's plants? Or maybe pray FOR them, they probably need it.
❝ Now that you mention it... PERHAPS BOTH. ❞
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i really love how your dialogue is written and flows! also your use of specific facial expressions in icons is actually flawless (and usually so funny). and finally, the way you have aziraphale behave while texting is genuinely so delightful and gutbustingly funny. your angel is saurrr cutie while also being a force to reckon with.
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ahhh, blue!! this is so sweet. thank you. so grateful for you and to get to poke your demon with all my nonsense. after your reply and the tags, this is crowley (but we won't tell him because that will make him mad).
Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.
we got to feed goats and look at piglets!!!
sorry if this is too kinky but can you hold my hand and tell me i mean a lot to you.
@xflashbastardx / @blindsite is this u...
Do you remember the demon who almost caught you and Crowley in 1941? Rumor has it he has a bit of a pash on Crowley.
IT APPEARS he has competition—and rather fierce competition at that!
❝ While I can't argue with his CHOICE IN AFFECTIONS, nothing says "how ardently I desire you" like "I'd go to Hell and, um, not back with you." ❞
And with that, it's time to finish the rest of his tea.
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lil update! i'm w the boy this week visiting his mom. well, he's at comic con since teachers got free passes! but i'm keeping her company :> been using the time to meditate and work on the business. so idk how much i'll be around for more in-depth threads til we get back. but i always enjoy the sillies!
