Aziraphale gives everyone a peice of his mind.
Warnings: strong language
Aziraphale was standing next to Crowley with Gabriel, Beelzebub, and Hastur standing looking confused. He stepped into the middle and took a deep breath.
"Fuck you." He pointed to Beelzebub.
"Fuck you." He turned to Hastur.
"Fuck you." He flipped Archangel fucking Gabriel off.
"Fuck you." He looked to the sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance. "Don't give me that shit."
Finally turning to Crowley, he pointed to himself. "And you, fuck me."
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Ineffable Husbands Oneshots
FanfictionJust a bunch of oneshots with ineffable husbands and a pinch of ineffable bureaucracy. Contains: Fluff Angst Maybe a smutshot or two Some crack And lots of Ineffable husbands *FINISHED*
