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    Dean is a college student who has been doing his shopping at the same supermarket for a long time. Why? Castiel, the older floor supervisor has caught his eye and he's desperately falling in love.

    They've never talked to each other, until Dean finally builds up the courage to make the first move. But when he does, Castiel deflects. And Dean...Dean still keeps trying...

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    03 Dec 2023

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    Antonia overhears Aziraphale arguing with her date and the rest of the evening goes from there.

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    07 May 2023

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    Aziraphale had tried to be good, he really had. He’d rebuffed Crowley’s offers to slither over with a case of something drinkable, until Crowley’s threat of sleeping away the rest of the year had been simply unbearable and he’d cracked.

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    05 Feb 2023

  4. Public Bookmark 27

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    Prompt: Aziraphale wants Crowley to fuck him, but he doesn't want to have to spell it out or use crude language. So he tries to tell Crowley what he wants subtly, and Crowley tries to get him to say it explicitly, teasing him. 

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    05 Feb 2023

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    (Note that Aziraphale is called Ambrose in this fic)

    Ambrose watched Crowley stir into wakefulness just after the sun had fully risen. Ambrose was wearing a robe, sitting at the desk in his bedroom, scribbling out lines and phrases and sketches, trying to somehow capture Crowley on paper.

    Ambrose had never recited poetry during sex before, let alone written poetry while holding someone in his arms. He had, on occasion, stayed up all night frantically filling a notebook with ideas. Just not while staring at the man who’d fucked him the night before until he’d seen stars and all manner of other visions.

    Ambrose realized what had happened around three a.m., when he was in the middle of a series of drawings focusing on the line of Crowley’s neck as it curved up from his shoulder and then met the pillow. Ambrose had fallen into using "the poet’s eye" during sex, and he was still using it now, unable to stop seeing Crowley as a living work of art. It was the way he’d first glimpsed Crowley in the park, and here, with the beautiful firefighter lying naked in his bed, Ambrose was filling notebooks about him. The poor man had become his muse.

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    26 Jan 2021