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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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    18 Oct 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 11

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    The scent hit him like a blow. Rich, golden caramel, smooth and warm, with a faint saltiness that lingered on the back of the tongue. The sweetness curled into his senses like smoke, decadent and overwhelming, and Aziraphale actually felt his mouth water. A full, traitorous Pavlovian reaction, as if he were standing in a bakery window staring at toffee éclairs instead of lying atop his damp, naked boyfriend.

    Crowley let out a breathless laugh beneath him. “Good God, angel, if I’d known it’d have that effect, I’d have poured the bottle over my whole body.”

    *****

    Crowley's shampoo smells like salted caramel and Aziraphale wants to eat him up - what more can I say?

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    10 Oct 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 22

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    Aziraphale is an insomniac, so is always around at 4 AM when Crowley needs somebody to talk to.

    Or, so he's been led to believe.

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    10 Oct 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 69

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    To save each other from Heaven and Hell, Aziraphale and Crowley become human. Things, predictably, do not go as planned.

    Crowley thought about what he’d come there to do. He thought about what it meant, in the context of God’s warning. Really thought. There wouldn’t be hopping from restaurant to restaurant with his best friend for the next six thousand years (give or take). There wouldn’t be any more miracles, or tempting. There wouldn’t be any skirting Hell’s wrath for eternity. And when it was over, the deepest, darkest, horriblest pits would be reserved for him.

    Crowley said, “Will you make me human, too?”

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    18 Aug 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 18

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    Crowley's fall from grace in London led him back to his dad's house to lick his wounds and work in the McDonalds next door. Still, it's not all that bad. Every few days he gets to serve the Angel in the Yellow Bentley. The most gorgeous, charming man he's ever met, whose smile is like a ray of sunshine in that shitty corner of Glasgow. Except when he uses his Something's Wrong voice.

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    17 Aug 2025