Li_Moussa



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    “Did you find it, yet?” His dad asked, his face swimming in Dean’s vision.

    “Find...Find what?” Dean asked, his own voice sounding muffled to himself. The tilting of the world got more violent. Dean staggered to the side, catching himself on the wall by his shoulder. Something was wrong. Something was really wrong.

    “Dean? Dean!” His dad was shouting. He saw his dad’s flashlight disappear and a hand was waving in front of Dean’s face. “What’s going on here?”

    “I don’t—” Something was dripping from his nose. “I don’t know. My head—”

    Dean gritted his teeth and bowed over, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to alleviate the pain. God, it felt like his brain was inflating until it was too big for his head. He lifted his gun hand to his nose, wiping, and pulled back to see a dark stain on his hand.

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    Or, Dean's on a hunt with his dad when his brain gets scrambled by whatever they were after. When his dad begins to insist that the only way to kill the monster is for Dean to die, Dean doesn't even think to question it. But Dean puts off the inevitable to do one last thing—say goodbye to Sammy. Sam, as it turns out, does have questions.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    This story is complete, I’ll update on Monday’s ;)

    Aziraphale thinks that all the abuse and trauma he endured in heaven is ‘love’. After being freed after the apocalypse, the angel is beyond happy. He wants nothing more than to spend eternity with Crowley but the demon is ready to put a name to their feelings. They both know that they care for each other deeply and when Crowley finally has the courage to put it in words (‘I love you’), it sends Aziraphale spiraling into believing Crowley will start treating him like heaven did.

    "We- we don't have to pretend anymore.” Crowley stuttered out, golden eyes looking frantically about the angel. His sunglasses were clutched tightly in the palm of his hand, “The apocalypse is over, it has been for years. Can't we- can't we say it now?" his voice wavered only slightly.

    "I don't love you, Crowley." Aziraphale emphasized each word to better help the demon understand. He had never truly loved something in all his years of existence, he didn’t think he was capable. To love another being — especially Crowley...

    "I could never love you."

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    30 May 2026

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    Aziraphale finds himself plagued by a persistent discomfort, which he soon discovers could be the beginning of something much worse, something he's unprepared to face.

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    21 May 2026

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    the british museum needs to take their nose out of crowley's damn business.

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    a 200 year old journal full of crowley's pining and confessions ends up on display.

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    20 May 2026