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  1. Public Bookmark 27

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    In 1347, a ship arrives bearing books and news from the east. Aziraphale, a Cistercian monk of Tintern Abbey, travels to collect his books. There he meets a lazy-hipped, red-haired sailor and has the strangest feeling that he knows Crowley, that they have met once. He just cannot remember at all.

    Or, all love stories are ghost stories. And to tell a ghost story, something must have happened before.

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    16 Oct 2019

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    "Ask me again," Aziraphale says, standing at a train station, his hat half-crumpled in nervous hands.

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    12 Oct 2019

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    If it weren’t for Aziraphale’s persistence, they wouldn’t have had a sex life at all, and Crowley was a demon, for goodness sake! Aziraphale didn’t understand it.

    (Aziraphale has the communication skills of a doorknob. Crowley isn't any better.)

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    08 Oct 2019

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    Crowley reels out of the Globe like a drunk. Every time he sees Aziraphale it's the same: Crowley loves him, Crowley wants him, Crowley goes off for a miserable wank afterward. Futile, infuriating. He doesn't feel miserable today. The lust is terrifying in its enormity, yes, but there's something else. Aziraphale looked at him like he was willing to be pleased. Like Crowley had pleased him.

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    Aziraphale does not want to stamp out demonic thoughts tonight. He felt wicked from the moment he alighted in Paris, dressed in his finest, and understood the gravity of his erreur. Crowley turned up to rescue him like a hero in a fairy story, and Aziraphale simply could not keep his wickedness to himself. He flirted with Crowley, shamelessly. And it felt good. By which he meant, deliciously wrong.

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    03 Oct 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 66

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    To love is to heal -- that is to say it is messy and inconsistent. Crowley struggles to find closure for past wounds, to yield to the idea that he could be loved as he has loved.

    It all comes to a head between relentless nightmares about God and an apple tree that won't grow apples.

    Luckily, Aziraphale is there to catch him should he Fall once more.

    Causalities include: A greenhouse, an indeterminate amount of plants, and a sense of self and place.

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    28 Sep 2019

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