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    "There was only a gasp and a single tear falling down Nureyev's cheek. It was glacial, the way his facade broke down while the tear made its way down his face, leaving only pain and fear.

    Juno couldn't bear it and quickly crossed the distance between them. His eyes widened when Nureyev caressed his face and kissed him. It was… like nothing else.

    Just like Peter Nureyev.

    And yet after a year of “good morning” kisses and “come to bed” kisses and “you're so weird I love you” kisses… Juno couldn't help but cry at what this kiss meant. Because only a goodbye kiss could taste so bittersweet."

    OR I was thinking about how this podcast could end and this is an scenario that stuck to my mind. I won't call it a prediction because I kinda hope we get a happier ending but I could live with something like this... *goes to cry in a corner*

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    Like with many other human predilections, Peter Nureyev would not consider himself to desire sex, at least in the traditional senses. Don’t get him wrong, he enjoys sex, quite a bit actually. But that drive, that passion, that desperation and growing heat and yearning to have another body against yours, had never been an aspect of his personal sex life.
    Now, the desperation to hear your Lady make all those pretty noises, and to slowly, meticulously, make him lose all sense of language and conscious thought? Well, that was something Peter was well acquainted with.

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    Nureyev thinks about promises and dreams, truths and lies, while performing the Recipe for Disaster heist.

     

    Just a little drabble in Nureyev's POV. Beware spoilers everyone!!

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    "The light that filters through the curtains into their bedroom has that soothing purple tone that feels nostalgic to Nureyev. Almost lavender. It washes over their bed, gently. A familiar weight rests against his back. A familiar warmth. He turns around and lets himself be drawn by the infinite and beautiful gravity of Juno Steel".

    Nureyev tries (and fails?) to grapple with the events of Recipe for Disaster Part I. Please don't read it before you have listened to the ep to avoid *spoilers*.

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    "Never been a fan of blood. So I avoid looking at the slaughter-fest of my right leg. I stare at Nureyev instead, still frantically pushing chairs against the door. He has a far away look in his eyes, and his fingers keep trembling. When he runs out of chairs, he turns to look at me.

    And he looks… angry. Angrier than he was ten minutes ago. I can still hear his words echoing in the building. It should have been me."

    Nureyev and Juno have difficult conversations, or try to, in the worst of situations. Nevermind that Juno can hardly look at his right leg without feeling sick. Set in a hypothetical future season 5 episode. Whumptober prompt 6: It should have been me.

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    And Juno beams. “Yeah! I had my doubts at the beginning but I’ve already explained everything to them! They’re gonna help.”
    “Everything, Juno?” Nureyev whispers.
    “No, not everything. I’m not an idiot. I just explained that we needed our crew to know our coordinates, and that we were on another ship that crashed and that people need well, food and stuff. It’s fine,” Juno whispers back.
    “What are we talking about?” whispers Nimona too, now on Juno’s shoulder in the form of a butterfly. “If it’s villain stuff, I can help”.

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    This is not their first date. And it would hopefully not be the last. Nor the best. But Nureyev delights in being able to pamper his scowling lady today.

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    “What are you doing here, Juno?”

    I could demand answers right now. I could be angry, rightfully. I could be gentle. Try to convince him to talk all this out. But I probably have at least another day to find him. To talk to him. Another day for the difficult stuff. For the painful stuff. Just tonight.

    I let my head fall onto his chest and whisper “I'm here to dance”.

    (An alternate scene of not-quite a reunion between Juno and Nureyev in season five, set before Vanishing Act).

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    Hiding in an alley, Juno and Nureyev finally have a much-needed talk. But it's not easy to convince someone that they deserve help. (Post-s04, Juno finally gets his man.)

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    Statement of Pamela Rodríguez regarding the disappearance of a colleague in the city of Trondheim, Norway.

    "When I first told my family that I was going to study my master's in Norway, the first thing they all told me was how cold it was going to be. My aunt told me to buy good winter boots and my grandma even gave me a scarf, a blue one.

    But once I got there... Well, let's just say I quickly realised that the cold was nothing, absolutely nothing, against the dark."

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    Where are you?
    Just answer me
    Flaming bush
    Angry thunder
    I don't care

    It's too quiet
    It's been too quiet
    For a long time

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    I would never claim
    I have a sweet tooth
    Not like him
    He that would swim in Mascarpone
    Fly on caramel wings

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    A punch to the gut. Cracking of walls. The sound of falling rubble of ancient fortresses. A sea in his throat and wind in his ears. Relieve? Anger? Pain? Love? Happiness? Rage? Crowley doesn’t know a word for what he feels. But it’s sheer that at first sight of Aziraphale in that park bench.
    Crowley has never been so relieved of seeing his own face or his own clothes — even if the collar of his jacket is tartan now—. But relief isn’t a good enough descriptor of whatever he feels now.

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    You go too fast for me. The words keep echoing inside Crowley's head as the Bentley turns a corner.
    Amidst the confusion, Crowley's eyes catch a pale figure standing in front of a familiar bookshop. He can see shoulders clad in cream shake as Aziraphale weeps silently.
    "Angel? Everything alright?" he asks, softly.
    Aziraphale jumps and turns to look at him. "Crowley!" The angel dries his tears with the hem of his jacket. "What are you doing here?"
    "Ngh... Sorry, I'll go. I was just driving by and saw you. I thought…" Fuck. "Just... Call me if you need anything, alright? I owe you one."
    To Crowley's dismay, Aziraphale's face contorts in anguish. "Please don't say that." Aziraphale's voice breaks. "Crowley... I'm sorry."

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    And finally... day 28 of @fluffbruary 2022! Phew!
    A little poem!

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    And the little bird sees us
    moving boxes, being brave
    And she flies, content and whistling
    from the perch beside her nest

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    Aziraphale and Crowley get happily drunk one evening at their cottage. Crowley knows there is just one perfect word to describe Aziraphale... but he can't remember it.

    (Four meanings of the word Soft).

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    The fire crackles on this winter night
    and yet, the warmth it gives us
    cannot be compared tonight,
    to your love nor to your warmth

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    “Hey, angel. You want breakfast?”
    A questioning sound emerges from the darkness in which the bedroom is covered.
    Crowley smiles and tries again.
    “Aziraphale. Time for breakfast. Wake up.”
    A snore.

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    “But I HATE your magic. Angel, choose another hobby, I beg you.”
    Aziraphale’s face fell. 
    Crowley gets up and starts animatedly listing possible options. 
    “You could start knitting, or finally learn French, or buy a fish, or… is that a cat?”
    Crowley stops his litany of words, staring at a bush through their kitchen window.

    (How Aziraphale and Crowley met their kittens)

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