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    There's something about the care Aziraphale takes with his books. The way he treasures them, loves them...

    ... and also, perhaps more relevant to Crowley's reaction, the way he fondles them. Strokes their covers. Spreads their pages open with a sure hand, runs his fingers down the split at the center. Traces the letters debossed into leather covers, or teases at the stitching with a fingertip, the light of rapture in his face...


    Crowley has spent a lot of time imagining what it might be like to be one of Aziraphale's books. Aziraphale is happy to give him the chance to find out.

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    03 Jun 2024

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    Aziraphale can't be happier with the life they have finally claimed for themselves in the South Downs. Everything is perfect.

    Absolutely perfect.

    ... Is it?

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    19 Feb 2024

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    Aziraphale has chronic leg pain and Crowley volunteers to help him out with a friendly massage, which becomes decidedly more than friendly.

    Created for this kink meme prompt.

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    08 Feb 2024

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    “You did so very well for me, Crowley,” Aziraphale says, kissing the top of his head. “I’m endlessly proud of you.”

    He squirms, burying his face in Aziraphale’s chest as his cheeks flush with warmth. He brings his whole body closer to Aziraphale’s softness, wrapping limbs around him like vines seeking sunlight.

    “Anything for you,” he says as if it explains everything he is willing to do, willing to be for Aziraphale. “You know that.”

    “I do know,” Aziraphale says simply before dropping another kiss into Crowley’s hair. “We belong to each other.”

    Crowley snorts a half-hearted laugh, his mind already planning eight different sarcastic quips to make at their expense. He waits, knowing that whatever thought has struck Aziraphale will be revealed soon enough. His patience is rewarded less than two minutes later.

    “Love, would you let me see your halo?”

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    06 Feb 2024

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    Aziraphale’s halo is floating between them, just a little higher than Crowley’s head. It’s beautiful and terrifying, blazing brightly enough to hurt his eyes, but he keeps looking. It’s as though the divine light is illuminating every part of him, and Crowley feels an ache somewhere memories should be.
    Their eyes catch, and the angel raises his eyebrows in silent inquiry.
    “Yes,” says Crowley, out loud, because it feels like it’s important to say it.
    The halo widens until it’s large enough to easily pass over Crowley’s head. With a gesture, Aziraphale draws it to the height of Crowley’s throat, and slowly closes his hand until the humming metal sits snug against Crowley’s skin.

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    06 Feb 2024

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