Lilith_R_Darkholme



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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    This is my Chapter for the SPN Bunker Secret Santa 2018 Collab Fic.

    It can stand alone as a little vignette with our favorite archangel, but I heavily encourage you to go and read the entire fic, with chapters from a whole bunch of fandom authors!

    You can find it here: Christmas Don't End In Blood: Bunker Secret Santa 2018.

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    20 Nov 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 15

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    Crowley had suggested it, drunk, emphasising his words with a jab of the glass in his hand in Aziraphale's direction. "You should learn a new dance. No more gavottes. Gavotte's been out of fashion for years. You need something more modern."

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    30 Oct 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    Somewhere in his flat, a phone is ringing.

    The phone sounds wrong, but familiar. So much of this feels wrong, but familiar, as though Crowley has lived through this before but all the events of the past are happening at once, jumbled. Why is he alone? Where is—

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    30 Oct 2020

  4. Public Bookmark 8

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    Aziraphale knew what he had to do, knew the standard procedures, and, most importantly, knew how little time he had to pull this off. And yet... he found himself drifting to the back room, where, from behind several stacks of books, he pulled a small wooden box. Opening the lid, he sank into his armchair, and one by one he began to pull out the contents.

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    30 Oct 2020

  5. Public Bookmark 14

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    It was three in the morning, and a demon was driving ninety miles an hour through central London. Thankfully, the hour ensured a significant lack of other vehicles on the road, not that Crowley would have cared one way or another. His hands shook as he gripped the steering wheel far tighter than was necessary, and the only thought in his mind was reaching a certain angel’s bookshop as quickly as possible.

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