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brinnanza:
fic where aziraphale is fully aware that he is deeply and irrevocably in love with crowley and not in the all-encompassing angel way, but since crowley is a demon, he’s clearly not capable of reciprocating. aziraphale resigns himself to being content with what he’s got despite not at all being in the business of denying himself what he wants.
he accidentally confesses this to crowley while they’re both absolutely swozzled and crowley sobers up so fast it breaks the sound barrier, rounding on aziraphale like “are you fucking kidding me with this shit you can literally sense love you absolute moron I’m a goddamn imax technicolor surround sound of being in love with you”
and aziraphale is just like “………but that’s just the background love static. earth has always felt this way around you.”
“yeah,” says crowley, as if he is very patiently explaining that water is, in fact, wet. “yeah it has.”
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I got slightly upset because I just read this exact fic and how dare someone just– steal this concept right out of this post– and then I looked at the name and was like oh. oh that’s. That’s because it’s the author of this post who wrote the fic. And now the post is getting passed around without the link. Just like one of my most popular text posts ever that’s an excerpt of a fic I wrote later, and it makes the rounds and i sigh a little and think, I wish there was a way to stick the link into that post, because the reblog with the link isn’t the version that’s getting shared, and most of the notes where people write stuff are “omg i wish i could read this” and i’m like… you can!!!! … so anyway.
here is the fic discussed in the post above! It’s very sweet.
get religion quick (cause you’re lookin’ divine), by the OP above <https://archiveofourown.org/works/18091460>
brinnanza:
fic where aziraphale is fully aware that he is deeply and irrevocably in love with crowley and not in the all-encompassing angel way, but since crowley is a demon, he’s clearly not capable of reciprocating. aziraphale resigns himself to being content with what he’s got despite not at all being in the business of denying himself what he wants.
he accidentally confesses this to crowley while they’re both absolutely swozzled and crowley sobers up so fast it breaks the sound barrier, rounding on aziraphale like “are you fucking kidding me with this shit you can literally sense love you absolute moron I’m a goddamn imax technicolor surround sound of being in love with you”
and aziraphale is just like “………but that’s just the background love static. earth has always felt this way around you.”
“yeah,” says crowley, as if he is very patiently explaining that water is, in fact, wet. “yeah it has.”
-
I got slightly upset because I just read this exact fic and how dare someone just– steal this concept right out of this post– and then I looked at the name and was like oh. oh that’s. That’s because it’s the author of this post who wrote the fic. And now the post is getting passed around without the link. Just like one of my most popular text posts ever that’s an excerpt of a fic I wrote later, and it makes the rounds and i sigh a little and think, I wish there was a way to stick the link into that post, because the reblog with the link isn’t the version that’s getting shared, and most of the notes where people write stuff are “omg i wish i could read this” and i’m like… you can!!!! … so anyway.
here is the fic discussed in the post above! It’s very sweet.
get religion quick (cause you’re lookin’ divine), by the OP above <https://archiveofourown.org/works/18091460>
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Date: 2019-06-21 03:58 pm (UTC)