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    There were all these little hopes and musings Crowley buried so deep in his heart it ached to bring them out into the light to catalogue their faults and flaws, and each time Aziraphale sought him out, or asked his opinion on some weighty manner that was hanging on him, or even just smiled, those little wishings grew bigger and bigger, pressing in on him until he felt as if he was being crushed.

     

    “Princes do not fall in love with gardener boys,” he told himself one night, staring into the shard of looking glass he kept on a shelf, hoping it would help, hoping that hearing it out loud would make him believe it, would help him put all these ridiculous notions behind him.

     

    It didn't work.

     

    Crowley and Aziraphale, the gardener's boy and the prince, meet as children and develop an unlikely friendship.

    By the time they're twenty, everything has changed.

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    27 Sep 2021

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    https://www.instagram.com/p/CTiK69Irp5t/ this post and you woke up in the middle of the night hunting for this fanfic. dont forget how ridiculous you are for this

  2. Public Bookmark 35

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    “Meooow.” Crowley freezes, looks upwards, looks downwards, and wonders which great force is fucking with him now. Surely they couldn’t know. Surely the great bloody ineffable plan didn’t include taunting him with God’s worst creature, proof of Her rather questionable taste.
    “I’ll kill you.” Crowley says.
    “Meow!” The cat says. 

    Crowley hates cats, until he doesn’t. Aziraphale is inconveniently re-corporated in the wrong body. Rather, the wrong species. Crowley can’t admit he’s in love with Aziraphale, until he does.

    There's crack, there's angst, and there's love. Also, The Black Eyed Peas.

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    26 Sep 2021

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    catziraphale. thats the fic

  3. Public Bookmark 25

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    “I’m something of a mentor figure to these younger angels,” Aziraphale told Crowley stiffly. “I’m a real guiding light.”

    “Oh, for Satan’s sake --”

    “I do wish you wouldn’t take that man’s name in my bookshop --” Aziraphale fretted but Crowley rolled right over him.

    “Please tell me Castiel isn’t coming over.”

    “I believe he prefers -- Cas,” Aziraphale said miserably.

    Or, Aziraphale is the forced by Decree Of Heaven to acclimatize new angels to earth in preparation for the Mission Against The Breaking of Seals and nearly murders Castiel instead.

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    25 Sep 2021

  4. Public Bookmark 54

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    Aziraphale Fell, assistant professor in biology, is about to be denied tenure. He knows it. His department knows it. By now probably everybody knows it. Unable to stay at the college and with academic job prospects thin on the ground, he’s reconciling himself to leaving the field that he loves. At least he’ll get to leave the departmental politics behind.

    Anthony Crowley, assistant professor in physics, has a better idea. He’s being courted for a job at another college, and they seem pretty desperate to get him. What if he could negotiate for a spousal hire?

    He’s certain it would work. Only if they were married, of course.

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    23 Sep 2021

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    the cute prof au

  5. Public Bookmark 30

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    Beelzebub hesitates for just a moment, just the length of one heartbeat pounding against Crowley’s ribs. “Twelve.”

    Twelve?” Aziraphale nearly jumps out of his seat at the sheer idea of it. “You want us to write twelve articles between now and Christmas?”

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    Or, what I'm affectionately referring to as "The Curve of Old Bones: Christmas Edition"

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    21 Sep 2021