Ineffamelon

Belphegor: Soooo… Castiel took care of your kid, so now you gotta take care of me. I’m like your nephew now. Kinda.

Jimmy: (horrified)

Belphegor: (having too good a time) Uncle Jimbo.

I’ll take “fics no one else wants” for $500

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(This is a threat for my dash. Have a very scary Wednesday and you are not safe from Belphegor here ever.)

- sharing a birthday with my best friend -> never being alone again on my birthday, no longer a day to dread

- fluffy clouds on a bright blue day -> soft breeze, warm sun, birds singing

- perfect ratio of alcohol and juice in a mixed drink -> drink is so tasty and gets me tipsy

- the smell of fresh blooming peonies -> whole house smells delightful

- hearing seagulls laugh -> think of the sea

an angel, whose purpose is to serve and devote themselves to god, who can’t love anything more than them. an angel saying that he feels complete not only by another being (which is already huge) but by a demon !!!

i can’t imagine a greater love confession, not from aziraphale, who always tried—even forced himself—to have faith in god’s plan and intentions, to serve her blindly and to be on her side and her side only.

aziraphale, who barely dared to speak to her when asked, now standing his ground at the boundaries of a universe that already ceased to exist, with nothing left to lose, and nothing left to fight for. speaking up for himself, blaming god for his own misery, for creating someone so perfect for him but never letting him live that love openly and freely. they spent 6000 years dancing around each other, pretending they weren’t an us, because he couldn’t go against the ineffable plan, against his purpose as an angel, against god. meanwhile, god didn’t care at all.

and now here they are, god, satan, aziraphale and his other half, one step away from eternal nothingness, from complete and cruel erasure. and here he is, this angel who in his lord’s face confesses his love and devotion to the one who actually inspired him, who showed him what pure kindness and selfless, unconditional and stubborn love really look like. not the almighty herself, but crowley. the best of god’s angels according to aziraphale, and probably the one who was hurt by her the most.