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    Workaday clerical drone Aziraphale Fell unexpectedly comes into a cottage in the South Downs. But life is as drab as ever, and worse, a disastrous decision has left him with mint running rampant through all the beautiful plantings. It's clearly time someone got him- er, his garden - under control.

    A quickie of cheerful, unredeemed filth, which... grew chapters and a plot. I only work here.

     

    “I must say I’ve never encountered anyone using a – a system like yours,” he said, facing away as if the view outside the window were entirely arresting. “I mean – it was very exciting er interesting the way you were, ah, instructing those plants as if they could – does it really get the results you want?”

    “Oh, gets results all right,” Crowley said. “Wouldn’t believe size things can grow to, talk to ‘em right.”

    This, Aziraphale considered, was accurate. The state of things inside his trousers had become genuinely alarming.

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    On an otherwise ordinary day in his cluttered little bookshop devoted to occult – sorry, ethereal – literature, Aziraphale Fell encounters an International Express driver with a remarkable package to deliver.

    A one-shot that turned into seven chapters of filth, one of comic resolution, and two bonus chapters because I have no self-control.

    Just ridiculous smut.

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    29 Dec 2025

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    “I can’t sit here and spell it out any more clearly to penetrate your thick kraken skull,” Anthony grunts. “I want your bless-ed tentacles, and I want them inside me—all over me, Ezra, in nooks and crannies that would make the Pope’s hat crawl off his ruddy head and hitchhike to hell itself. I want you exactly as you are, and that’s all there is to it, so. Are we good now, or have you got something else to angst about before shagging me senseless?”

    Ezra makes a sound that suspiciously seems caught between a laugh and a cough. “No, I think you’ve cleared up the majority of my concerns, dear,” he says, bringing his hands up to Anthony’s chest before slowly dragging them lower, and by the time he reaches the angel’s hips the familiar hands are gone, replaced by the wet, supple glide of something different altogether. “Shall we begin?”

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    Ever since his division at work was rebranded as the Department of Institutional Learning Frameworks, Anthony Crowley has been tasked with preparing the monthly DILF Report, a mind-numbing compilation of training surveys. But there’s only one DILF he really wants to report on, and that’s his boss, Aziraphale Fell.

    When he screws up big time at work, he might just get the opportunity to do so.

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