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This is different for Rick, but how can Michonne be sure?
After returning from the first trip to the Hilltop, Michonne and Carl come to an understanding, but Michonne and Rick still need to talk, whether Rick likes it or not. Post 6.11, Knots Untie - Rick and Michonne try to work things out at home.
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Collective Cyclical Hibernation or Baby, it's cold outside by hobnobchic
Fandoms: The Walking Dead (TV)
02 Mar 2016
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When winter comes the Alexandrians embrace collective napping as the best way to conserve energy and Michonne finds something better than blankets for keeping away the chill.
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After the chaos, things calm down and Rick gets some time to reflect. Post 6:09.
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“So what’s up with- Dude, again?” Sam’s voice rings through the room incredulously.
Dean grunts in response.
“You can’t possibly still be tired. Like, I feel like this should be physically impossible.”
“Tell that to my melatonin levels.”
“How do you know what melatonin is?”
Dean does his best to roll his eyes under the cover of his eyelids. “Jesus, Sam, I’m not an idiot. Will you shut up so I can sleep?”
He hears Sam huff. “Ya know, if you wanted to nap, you could always use that thing you have called a bed.”
“Not the same,” Dean grumbles. His body doesn’t get all loose when he’s laying in his bed watching horror movies. The synapses that slow their firing contentedly seem to be wired to that same invisible bodily response of the outside world, and apparently being in the openness of his family’s space turns his brain into mush. “Now unless someone’s dying, I’m beggin’ you to shut up.”
or the one where the whole family is together, dean finds enough peace to take some naps, and he's not sure he'll ever figure out how to say those three big words to cas
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07 Jan 2025
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Anthony Crowley sells computer systems to London businesses–and specializes in sneaking extra charges and fees into the associated contracts. It’s not his fault no one actually reads the paperwork before signing it.
He thinks mild-mannered bookshop owner Aziraphale Fell will be an easy mark; surely no one that old-fashioned and dotty will spot a few carefully-worded technical clauses in his contract.
And then Aziraphale comes back with some very polite, very pointed questions – and Crowley decides that maybe pulling off the sale isn’t his first priority anymore…
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17 Sep 2024
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But, soft! by On1OccasionFork
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
24 Jan 2025
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With love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls,
For stony limits cannot hold love out;
And what love can do, that dares love attempt.
Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me.
-Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene iiCrowley's life is going well. He's got his shop, his friends, and a new flat with a balcony perfect for a few plants. That's when things start to get complicated.
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A leader, honest, who didn’t just tell people what they wanted to hear.
All the reasons that Aziraphale had been tapped on the shoulder and told to lead the upcoming merger between Eden and Harvey-Edwards-Lincoln. All wildly incorrect, and that was a good thing. He was going to say whatever he had to to get through this dreadful process.
Of course, he hadn't been anticipating a certain Anthony Crowley, lawyer and most irritating man alive, to be sat on the other side of the table. Which would be completely manageable if he wasn't also gorgeous.
Which was more than just a minor distraction.
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Aziraphale is trying very hard to be professional while Crowley is trying very hard to not be.
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Bookmarked by SunnySideUp (hobnobchic)
10 Aug 2024
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Crowley’s expression puts Aziraphale in mind of natural disasters, of wars and kingdoms put to torch, floods and plagues and children drowning. The demon might as well be desolation itself, given blood and bone and a suit to wear, a bleak, yawning absence where there should be a wily, mischievous good nature.
Even the day the world was scheduled to end, when Crowley holed himself up in a little bar and wept himself sick among bottles and bottles of clear spirits, wasn’t as bad as this. Nothing could be as bad as a corpse.
“Crowley!” Aziraphale sobs, pushing himself forward. The barrier is hot against his palms, on the cusp of burning, and still he pushes forward. “I’m right here, Crowley, I’m here! I haven’t left you, sweetheart.”
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14 Jun 2024