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Back in the cool night air, a few snowflakes were beginning to dust the sidewalk when he noticed a familiar smell wafting through the air. He found himself unconsciously following it, like some sort of ridiculous cartoon character. He couldn’t remember why it smelled so familiar, but it tugged at something so deep in him that it made his chest feel tight with excitement. He just had to know what it was.
The smell lead him a short walk down the street, right to the front door of a small bakery he’d never noticed before.
Memo’s Bakery, read the lit sign out front.
He pushed open the door.
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Guillermo was just beginning to pour the glaze over his latest experimental bake, a batch of Persian love cakes, when the bell at the front jingled, alerting him to a customer’s entry. Shit, he must have forgotten to flip the sign over to “closed” again. He looked up, about to apologetically tell them that they were actually closed for the night, when the words caught in his throat and died before reaching his tongue.
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22 Sep 2022
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He gets drunk on the flight back from London.
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- Part 1 of The Post-Freddie Apocalypse
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04 Sep 2022
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Co-captains. Shit. He’s really fucking in it now, isn’t he.
Ed downs his brandy. Takes it quick enough to not really taste.
“Well, I’m off,” he says, pushing to his feet. Stede shifts in his seat.
“You know, I meant to ask,” Stede says, his tone edged in slightly false casualness. “Where, ah—where have you been sleeping?”
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11 Apr 2022
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This Soul Outstreaming by Rend_Herring
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
25 Aug 2019
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“Why did you come here?” Aziraphale interrupts. “Why do you keep doing this?” All the saving, he means, all the chasing after Aziraphale he does. It can’t only be that he’s not keen to endure a replacement. That can’t be it, not anymore. He’s going to get himself in trouble, and then it’ll be Aziraphale’s fault.
Crowley’s mouth shuts with a click. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, reaches for the handle of the fork and taps his fingertips against it before setting his hands in his lap.
When he speaks, it’s very soft. “Don’t you know?” he asks.
Aziraphale, unnaccustomed to his heart refusing to translate why it throbs with such haste, shakes his head.
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20 Nov 2019
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“A new kind of worship...ours, ours, ours alone. Because, Crowley...I believe in us. Because of you. More than anything in the universe, I believe in us.”
Aziraphale had been thinking of the sex they’d been having as a profoundly human thing, one of the many earthly delights they indulged in together. He had never really wanted to approach the irrefutable fact that they were an angel and a demon, joined by choice and desire. Until one evening, Crowley climbs into his lap, brushes his lips against his ear, and whispers: “Would you make love to me?”
blending profane and holy, top!Aziraphale worshipping his demon. sex and intimacy and so much love.
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