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  1. Rec 6

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    And maybe he’s a bit too drunk, and maybe he’s a bit too sad, and maybe he’s riding on the memories of him and Wilde, muttering their confessions and secrets in the dark. But heaven and hell don’t have to watch them now - in this moment, he’s just Crowley, and in this moment the person before him’s just Aziraphale. There is no war. There is no division.
     
    There is just now.

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    In a tucked-away speakeasy no one knows about, an angel offers a dance.

    An alternate ending to the Prohibition (America, 1920) section of my other fic - "i'll walk beside you, my love (any way the wind blows)".

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    If you ask him when this matter of Aziraphale had begun, he isn’t quite sure either. All he knows is that it happened, without warning or signal. It happened, like a crashing meteorite - he is the meteorite in this metaphor, falling without warning, landing sooner than he could control its impact.

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    An impression of a love story told between six-thousand years, and then one.

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    London, 2019: While Crowley’s poking around the bookshop one day, he discovers Aziraphale’s collection of Regency romance novels, and starts reading—and is surprised to discover striking parallels to a long-ago summer...

    Devon, 1817: Aziraphale’s only here to ensure that young heiress Margaret is set on the proper philanthropic path. And, of course, if Evil’s going to show up (in the unfortunately dashing form of Crowley) and start trying to lure her into iniquity? Well, it’s simply Aziraphale’s duty to make sure he doesn’t succeed—by keeping a very close eye on him...

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    Sam is rapt, as he is every time Bilbo sits down to tell them a story. He is a brilliant storyteller, and his adventures twist Sam’s gut up into a litany of knots without fail. There is something about them. The strangeness…the danger…the queerness. It feels like an extra two seed cakes at elevenses. It feels like the odd, special, private knowledge that Thorin Oakenshield is alive, and that his beard is not long enough to tuck into his belt, like the stories say.

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    When Sam nearly lost Frodo on Weathertop, he made a promise to himself: to tell the truth.

    A retelling of the Lord of the Rings (movie canon) from Sam's perspective. Also he and Frodo are in love.

    (this fic is completed)

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