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    This is light speed in comparison to the last few centuries of their relationship, but Crowley is barely holding on to his patience.

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    17 Jul 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 52

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    April 1939. Aziraphale channels his impotent angelic rage with the state of things in pre-WWII Europe into a not particularly healthy tryst with a very confused Crowley.

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    16 Jul 2019

  3. Public Bookmark 3

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    Aziraphale tries learning some of the new vernacular and Crowley can’t bring himself to mind the result. (humor/fluff)

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    16 Jul 2019

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    From the kinkmeme: "rape fantasy, Aziraphale might have fantasized a fair amount about Crowley tempting him quite forcefully, with lots of talk about how he'll be tainted, how he'll Fall just like he did so long ago. When they get together post-Apocalypse, Aziraphale shares his fantasies with Crowley and he's happy to indulge them."

    Established relationship, feat. consent, negotiation, safewords, and cuddling after.

     

    They didn’t choose a particular time or place, but that Friday, when Aziraphale let himself into his upstairs flat after a long day of refusing to sell a single book to find Crowley sprawled in the most comfortable armchair, he just sort of knew.

    “Angel,” said Crowley by way of greeting.

    “Demon,” said Aziraphale, trying hard to remember the polite, distant way he’d addressed Crowley several thousand years ago. Smiling was right out, he knew that much. He could already feel his breath quickening.

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    16 Jul 2019

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    What would it hurt, really? It wasn’t like Crowley had anything better on. No more orders, no more quotas, no more Arrangement. Aziraphale would never have to know.

    “Wonderful. I’m the demon on my own shoulder.”

    And he’d lost his angel, hadn’t he? All he had left were thoughts, memories…fantasies. And he had a very good imagination.

    (After thwarting the end of the world, Aziraphale begins to avoid Crowley, and Crowley accidentally awakens his own repressed lust.)

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    16 Jul 2019

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    It hadn’t fully occurred to Crowley until that moment that Aziraphale had very likely been inside the bookshop all along and just pretending not to be, listening to Crowley work himself into half a panic outside. And now that it had occurred, he was really angry.

    “Did I? Oh yes, that’s right,” he said, calm slathered over his tone like a layer of rapidly thinning ice over an open flame. “I stopped by that little patisserie you like, got a few things I thought we could share. Since you weren’t home, I had them all to myself, and let me tell you: they were scrumptious. Those ones with the jelly in the middle especially—”

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