Id Say Mumbo Left With The Brain Cell, But Considering This Worked One Has To Wonder If There Was Ever

…I’d say Mumbo left with the brain cell, but considering this worked one has to wonder if there was ever a braincell between the three of them to begin with

The hand is what fucked me up. It’s just such a small thing, but such a loud detail. Crowley pulls him in, kisses him deep, and desperate, and anguished, and longing, and Aziraphale flounders. His hand quivers and moves without any idea what he’s supposed to do; he’s at a loss. He’s shocked, and confused, and the whiplash of going from trying to convince Crowley he’s gotten them everything they could ever want, to this. To everything he doesn’t know how deal with, and never expected. And yet. His hand stops. He plants it firm on Crowley’s back, and for just a moment, he presses into to kiss too. He know this is what he wants; he can feel it. That instant is everything, yet somehow it meant nothing, because it was only a terribly fleeting moment inside a terribly fleeting moment.

Oops I need to draw immediately.

The comics be drawing Leatherhead quite…

That is to say he looking very-

Um

I mean…

He just kinda-

Wow

Um

Jeez

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