In this house we hurt our idiots

Fandom: Good Omens | Relationship: Aziraphale/Crowley | Category: F/F | Rated: M | Chapters: 2/2 | Words: 14,200 | Author: scullyphile

Please enjoy this gay awakening story that takes place largely on the shores of Lake Michigan.

Huge thanks to my amazing beta, @spectrallydistracted for keeping me going and making my writing better at every turn.

And thank you to my friend @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon for the early cheer read of a little piece of this. I hope you like the rest. Good goblins tag @goodomensafterdark

Summary:

Aziraphale has been following the current all her life, going wherever it takes her. It's how she ended up in West Michigan instead of London. It's why she married the first man who saw her. One summer she joins a book club and learns what she's been missing. Crowley, the enchanting nomad who makes her laugh.

Excerpt:

Under Crowley’s adoring gaze, Aziraphale shifts and glances away, as if an errant spot on the wall is the most interesting thing in the room. It isn’t. Aziraphale is. There’s nothing and no one more fascinating in the entire world. Crowley’s heart might burst, seeing her lying like this with her shirt hanging open to reveal soft, fair skin. Crowley kisses a mole high atop Aziraphale’s collarbone. “How’d I get so lucky?” Crowley asks when she raises her head. “We really found each other again, after all these years? And you want me?” Aziraphale doesn’t answer with words, but her eyes fill with unshed tears. Her nod is nearly imperceptible, but it’s there. She’s here, in London, in Crowley’s flat. How?  This can’t be real.

suddenly I’m holding the world in my arms

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE 3.04: The Devils Road TVLTwT/IWTVTwT Version.

Louis: 🙄

Armand: I love you.

Lestat: 🙄

Armand: It wasn't my love for Louis. But it was love.

I KNOOOOWWWWWWWWW

Guys please

He’s dreaming about Louis

hollanov in a softer world

And no one is ever ready for the switch, and even after it happens they can never fully prepare themselves for what they’re going to get. Shane has learned that when he’s going to do that he should take them aside to give them the card rather than in front of people

Once Shane feels comfortable with Hayden as a genuinely good friend in his birthday card that year he writes out a whole thing about how he’s always wanted a best friend like other kids had but never had one and had accepted he never would, and then Hayden came into his life and gave him a level of love and friendship he never thought he would get and he loves everything about Hayden and can’t wait to be by his side as friends and brothers for the rest of their lives. Hayden fully breaks down and loses it, Jackie notices they’ve been gone a while and walks into the kitchen to see Hayden hugging Shane and sobbing into his shoulder. She raises her eyebrows at Shane and Shane just gives her the OK sign and goes back to rubbing Hayden’s back

Ilya learns about the card thing when it’s yunas birthday and he notices her opening Shane’s card like she’s deactivating a bomb. She stares silently as she reads it and Ilya starts freaking out a little when she starts to tear up and then pulls Shane in for a long silent hug. He looks at it later and sees that Shane wrote about how the last year made him realize over again how lucky he is to have someone as strong and supportive as her as a mother and he hopes to one day be half the parent to his own kids as she was to him

When it’s their first time having Ilya’s birthday together he’s legitimately nervous because this is his first Shane Card and he doesn’t know what to expect and part of him is afraid he’s built it up too much in his head and Shane won’t have as nice things to say as he did with other people. And then he opens the envelope and there’s no card but instead multiple pieces of paper because Shane couldn’t fit it all into a limited space. Ilya spends the better part of the next hour walking around the house reading it, taking breaks occasionally to cry or hyperventilate before going back to reading it because holy shit does Shane Hollander love him. Like he knew logically that Shane did but now he’s got pages and pages of Shane walking him through his feelings over the last decade of their life and every moment he remembered and cherished. Shane finally catches up to him and he’s on the floor of the kitchen, face a splotchy red mess, chugging Gatorade because he’s dehydrated from crying

Wish I had more time to work on this, but I wanted to get in, at least, one art piece representing pridemonth🌈 before June is over.

I love these two so much.

Happy Pride! ✨️🏳️‍🌈

She had shut her mind off to me for some time then. And so I was left to revisit old haunts, desperate for connection. "Claudia, come home. I know I hurt you. I know I can make it right again."