Practices The Rpc Needs To Collectively Get Back Into:

He took a deep breath, thinking. Crowley had said it wasn’t a problem if he could learn control. “I guess just figure out how not to break stuff…and how to do stuff without being upset?”

*tackle hugs from behind then buries face in Crowley’s wings*

Wh—?! Oh, it’s you! Hello little lad.

Louisiana French, ASL, Spanish, Enochian, and ecclesiastical Latin.

If you could instantly be granted fluency in 5 languages—not taking away your existing language proficiency in any way, solely a gain—what 5 would you choose?

Writing Description Notes:

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Facial Expressions

Masking Emotions

Smiles/Smirks/Grins

Eye Contact/Eye Movements

Blushing

Voice/Tone

Body Language/Idle Movement

Thoughts/Thinking/Focusing/Distracted

Silence

Memories

Happy/Content/Comforted

Love/Romance

Sadness/Crying/Hurt

Confidence/Determination/Hopeful

Surprised/Shocked

Guilt/Regret

Disgusted/Jealous

Uncertain/Doubtful/Worried

Anger/Rage

Laughter

Confused

Speechless/Tongue Tied

Fear/Terrified

Mental Pain

Physical Pain

Tired/Drowsy/Exhausted

Eating

Drinking

Warm/Hot

The boy sighed…of course Nanny was right, he’d never been able to keep anything from him. May as well get it over with. “I…after the last time I saw you, weird things started happening. Something would move or break…usually when I got upset about something or worried. Mother and Father don’t know about it. I-I have it under control! Well, sort of anyway…”. He kept looking down, waiting for Crowley’s reaction.

*tackle hugs from behind then buries face in Crowley’s wings*

Wh—?! Oh, it’s you! Hello little lad.

He actually smiles at that, and fully relaxes. “I think we might. You had a Nanny too?”

Ahh, the fake child! Hello, Warlock. I'm your not-father.

Warlock looks warily at Lucifer, crossing his arms. “Hi… Can I ask what you’re doing here?”

He pauses

“And don’t you mean WRONG child? Not fake. It was an accident.”

*heavy sigh*.

OK, how can I help?

ABIGAIL WHAT THE FUCKING HELL HAPPENED TO DAD

I DON'T KNOW, OKAY? THE BOOKSHOP BLEW UP, WE'RE WORKING ON IT!

Christmas carols:

Hear me out. Adam and Warlock singing traditional Christian Carols and Aziraphale is like, “that’s cute”…

but Crowley is like “Adam, why?!? And Warlock, I raised you better than that!!!!”

At the sound of Crowley’s voice, Warlock’s eyes snap open and he jumps a little in surprise. The remote drops at the break in concentration. The boy nods at Crowley’s comment. “Sorry…” is all he manages to get out.

*tackle hugs from behind then buries face in Crowley’s wings*

Wh—?! Oh, it’s you! Hello little lad.

Oh…I won’t tell him. But how did he end up being that bad? He’s an angel. And why’d you let me throw cake at him?

@warlocknottheantichristdowling look what I found! It was in the boot of my car!

Learned today that aceflux us a thing???