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    For three centuries, Crowley has been reincarnated over and over as a human with no memory of his past. Aziraphale has tried to find a way to restore him to his true self, but all he seems to do is hurt them both. This time, he only means to steal a brief moment when he walks into Crowley's flower shop. But Crowley can't let it go...

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    24 Jul 2021

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    i remember crying in english class

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    Tommy is Death.

    A short three word sentence, simple in presentation but so much more complicated beyond it.

    He is Death. He does not always have a body, but when he does, it has a heart and lungs and ribs to protect them, and he has ichor in his veins and golden marrow. He is immortal, and sometimes he does not have a body and is instead the wind, the air, the little spaces inbetween.

    He is not human, and it is his duty, as has been allowed by the universe, to draw spirits from the dark, from dirt and flesh, to guide and love and protect.

    He has not always been like this, but that is a story for another time.

    For now, Tommy is Death, and he is who guides creatures into rest but does not choose when they die, and he is kind, is love, is the shepherd, the protector, the warden of all life and that which is beyond it.

    And that is enough. That is all.

     

    Or, an exploration of life, death, and what it means to be human, featuring God of Death Tommy & human!SBI and beeduo.

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    11 Jul 2021

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    chillinnit so many questions crying sobbing FUCK

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    “How are you not dead,” Niki challenges the being that looks like Eret, speaks like Eret, cannot be Eret. “Stars, it’s been - Surely you can’t have lived this long.”
    The other god quirks an eyebrow and says, wryly, “I mean, you did.”
    “I was deified,” Niki says, a little petulantly. “They -” she points at Eret, whose face she still remembers, who is wearing sunglasses they never used to, whose very being is thrumming with life and vitality and humanity -“were clearly not.”
    “You were deified?” Eret squawks. “What the fuck did I miss?”

    Or: two gods, an immortal and a star mage walk into the same space caravel. They rediscover several almost-missed connections.
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    05 Jul 2021

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    to podfic 👀👀👀

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    “Okay,” Phil repeats carefully, “So, you’re telling me you saw Wilbur.”

    “Yup,” Tommy says, sitting ram-rod straight on the edge of the couch, leg bouncing underneath him.

    Phil looks at him skeptically. “On the anniversary of his death.”

    Tommy waves his hand dismissively. “That’s merely coincidental.”

    Phil’s expression is infuriatingly pitiful. “Tommy, I’m not saying I don’t believe you, I’m just saying — you must see how it looks, right?”

    “He’s losing it.” Techno drawls, pouring himself a cup of coffee in the kitchen.

    or, seeing his dead brother for the first time in seven years is the most normal thing to happen to tommy all week.

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    16 Jun 2021

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    I'm going to want to reread this someday

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    That’s just the thing, isn’t it? Wei Ying feels nothing. He doesn’t feel anything, and this emptiness should scare him. He knows he should be scared. He wants to be scared. He isn’t. Fear itself is never scary; fear is just a response. It means that your body wants you alive. It’s the absence of terror that scares him.

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    14 Jun 2021

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    this one has never not made me cry