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    Bilbo was not a fool, and he was not mad, and this Thorin was not real.

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    13 Oct 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 49

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    “Can I tempt you to break into a bottle of that Châteauneuf-du-Pape?” Crowley glanced over, from where he lay sprawled on the couch, and wondered how quickly his angel would give in this time.
    Aziraphale looked Crowley dead in the eyes and shook his head. He answered, in an unexpectedly firm voice, “No.”
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    Aziraphale has something important to say. He's been thinking about it. He's worked up the courage for it. Unfortunately, Crowley isn't going to want to hear this.

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    14 Sep 2019

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    They have a v important conversation.

  3. Public Bookmark 75

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    Aziraphale merely smiled and talked slower, the same way one would to a small child or, if one was being particularly patronising, to the Lord of Flies.

    “I’m here because you have something of mine. If you’d be so kind as to return it, I’ll happily be on my way.”

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    03 Sep 2019

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    Sweet

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    Aziraphale firmly told himself he would not make such a maudlin spectacle of himself any longer.

     

     

     

    Fine, then. He loved. Crowley did not.

     

    They were husbands nonetheless, in nothing but name; strangers apart from their wordless shared evenings and some polite conversations on occasion.

     
    Love would not - could not - change a thing.

     

    Marriage, especially the arranged variety, is an enterprise wraught with pitfalls; moreso, Lord Aziraphale Fell is quickly learning, when hearts become involved.

    Troublesome things, really, hearts.
    Only fit to break...

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    02 Sep 2019

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    I’m such a sucker for fics like this I have no regrets

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    Crowley stopped them in their trek, slipping his arm from Aziraphale’s grasp to face him, hands on his shoulders. “Are you sure you’re alright? A-are you having, like, a mid-life crisis or something now that Heaven’s cut you loose? You’re worrying me. What’s next? Cherry red sports car?”

    Aziraphale reached up to pat Crowley’s hand in reassurance before they began walking again. “If I’m to live here, don’t you think it’s time I actually settled like I live here?”

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    28 Aug 2019

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    Zira redecorates and is sure to make room for Crowley. I love this.