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    "Do you trust me?" He hears as Ed sets down a tray on the table and sits down. James looks up, eyes squinted.

    "Absolutely not," he says like it should be obvious. James remembers all too well the things Ed has talked him into doing while he was drunk or half crazed from Fringe exhaustion or both.

    "Close your eyes," Ed tells him, and James watches him as he transfers the drinks from the tray, noticing a plate covered with a serviette.

    James closes them.

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    5 questions James answers and 1 he asks AKA James and Ed are totally oblivious

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    29 Jul 2019

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    "Nobody said you had to be the greatest detective that ever lived - only the best detective that you can be."

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    08 Jul 2019

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    In which Aziraphale has no intention of selling books to anyone at all, let alone this infuriatingly persistent customer. No matter how nice his cheekbones are...

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    01 Jul 2019

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    After everything, Aziraphale and Crowley, by unspoken agreement, begin sharing their lives.
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    Why? Aziraphale wanted to ask him, why millennia of the way things were, and now this?

    But while Crowley seemed to have little issue upending every unspoken rule they’d ever written for themselves, Aziraphale was not so flexible, and they had spent thousands of years never quite addressing whatever it was this had stemmed from. Words, Aziraphale had always felt, were for bickering about where to eat for lunch, or hashing out ontological debates, or other trivial nonsense; there was no need to trifle with the imprecision of language, with phrasing and the possibility of being misconstrued, when it came to important matters if the other person simply understood, without needing it said. Six thousand years ago, when Aziraphale had met Crowley on the wall of Eden, watching the first two humans set out to begin the rest of history, something deep within him, more central even than his Grace, had thought, oh, it’s you, and that had been enough for him--for both of them, he assumed--for three millennia.

    However much he wanted to ask, he didn’t know how. The words simply weren’t there.

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    01 Jul 2019

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    Prompt: "humiliation kink by way of compliment, Aziraphale gets Crowley hot and bothered by accusing him of goodness."

     

    It’s a chilly day in November of 1987, and Aziraphale badly wants a drink.

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    26 Jun 2019