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  1. Public Bookmark 70

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    “No, it -just reminded me of your sword, that’s all. The flaming one. You know, you pinning me against the wall with it like that - ” he gestured airily to the shelf, “and, uh, I don’t know, smiting me with holy love or something.”

    He directed an unmistakable onceover at Aziraphale’s physical form, perhaps justifiably doubtful that his message would get across without it.

    But to their mutual surprise, Aziraphale had understood him perfectly.

    “Oh I see,” he said.

    Crowley opened his mouth, then closed it again. The unexpected success of communication had left them both at a bit of a loss for words.

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    05 Dec 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 97

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    warlocksdads
    Honest to god why have all of my favorite Warlock fic writers switched to RPF during the hiatus like yes fine they have chemistry but PLEASE don’t make me look at those summaries when scrolling through my subscriptions -___-

    anthonaveries
    shhh… just come to the dark side…..

    woodsandwitches
    hey, at least if anthony and avery fuck it’s in a warm hotel room rather than on a cold forest floor. i can’t help it if i hate reading about sexual situations where there’s a real danger of getting dirt up your ass!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    02 Dec 2019

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    "There was something else I was going to ask you," Aziraphale continued, unabashed. "Ah… How to put it?" He tapped his hand on his thigh for a moment, and then apparently found inspiration. "Ah! When you're…" Crowley made the mistake of making eye contact with him, and Aziraphale gave him another outrageous wink. "Dining out… What cutlery do you prefer to use?"

    "I'm sorry?" Crowley said pleasantly, trying his best not to cause anything in the dining room to catch aflame in his frustration.

    Aziraphale gave him a reproachful stare, as if Crowley were being very stupid. "When you're eating, Crowley. Do you favour the… The knife?" Aziraphale actually glanced conspicuously at his own crotch, and Crowley considered leaving the dining room via the nearest window. "Or the spoon?" Another raised eyebrow. "Or even, let's say, a fork?"

    "What the fuck is the fork in this situation?" Crowley hissed through gritted teeth.

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    Aziraphale mentions that he'd like to have sex with Crowley. Crowley is completely taken-aback, and very conflicted, and very interested. Aziraphale is also trying to kill him by using elaborate food metaphors to explain the whole subject, which is not helping in the slightest.

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    27 Nov 2019

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    Crowley was an angel, once. Before she fell.

    Aziraphale was a warrior (she fell too. It just took a little longer.)

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    23 Nov 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 66

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    The first time it happened was an accident. No, honestly. It really was.

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    18 Nov 2019