Painful Poetry
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Part two of "Little Lilith" Chapter 2. 'Nail paint and puppy dogs. Part 1'
Art edit is owned by me.
Based on a meme by Kenny Deuss.
Aziraphale (Owned by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett) confesses some truth regarding a Late Lover to his Forever Lover (Crowley). Based on the movie Oscar Wilde (Played by Stephen Fry) with Micheal Sheen playing Robbie Ross, Oscar's first and last male lover. Most information is taken from said movie as well as links in the next chapter and direct quotations. All I own is my creativity. After being in marriage counseling for awhile, Azirphale decides Crowley deserves to hear the truth about Oscar Wilde.
2027, Lilith was born in 2023, Shes 4 :3
TW: Mentions of some slightly disturbing topics such as age gaps and group sex, Unethical open relationships, Don't be scared by the warnings/ tags, Just don't want to accidentally trigger anyone. With that being said, Read the tags. They're trying their best to talk to each other ❤️
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