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goe_modTITLE: play our song (to see if it’s in tune)
RECIPIENT: sonnet23
RATING: M
WARNINGS: language, non-graphic descriptions of injury, mentions of war and plague, extreme weather, imprisonment
PAIRINGS Aziraphale/Crowley
SUMMARY:
Aziraphale bursts out, “what do you need me to do? I’ve already admitted that you were right. And that I was wrong. Do you need me to — shall I do a little dance for you?”
That, at least, gets Crowley to open his eyes, a curious eyebrow hiking up into his forehead.
What on Earth would a dance even do?
Besides, everyone knows that angels don’t dance.
Aziraphale seems to take that as encouragement, though, and quickly pushes himself to his feet.
Five times that Aziraphale did the I Was Wrong dance, and one time that Crowley stopped him.
RECIPIENT: sonnet23
RATING: M
WARNINGS: language, non-graphic descriptions of injury, mentions of war and plague, extreme weather, imprisonment
PAIRINGS Aziraphale/Crowley
SUMMARY:
Aziraphale bursts out, “what do you need me to do? I’ve already admitted that you were right. And that I was wrong. Do you need me to — shall I do a little dance for you?”
That, at least, gets Crowley to open his eyes, a curious eyebrow hiking up into his forehead.
What on Earth would a dance even do?
Besides, everyone knows that angels don’t dance.
Aziraphale seems to take that as encouragement, though, and quickly pushes himself to his feet.
Five times that Aziraphale did the I Was Wrong dance, and one time that Crowley stopped him.
(Title taken from Ruin by the Amazing Devil)
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