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“So, let me get this straight,” Crowley said, dragging that r a little for best effect. “Your librarian asks for an escort, and the first person you think of is me?”
When tabloid reporter Anthony Crowley gets roped into posing as the loving partner of their intern’s fussy librarian friend for an infernal wedding in the country, he has an inkling that he won’t come out of that little spot of bother unscathed. There is more to Aziraphale than meets the eye, and soon Crowley will discover that relationships are not for the faint of heart.
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14 Dec 2023
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Strange Flesh and All That by FortinbrasFTW
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
21 Mar 2014
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Crowley laughs. He can’t help it. And the wine is very good.
“What’s funny?” Aziraphale asks.
“Are you joking?” Crowley tilts his head to look at him over his glasses. “No, nothing at all, this is all perfectly normal. Very dull conversation really.”
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07 Oct 2023
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The Hand of Fire by Tessa Crowley (tessacrowley)
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
20 Jul 2018
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Frodo and Sam perish on the slopes of Mount Doom. The One Ring returns to the hand of its master. The world begins to fall to darkness. When there is no more hope to be found, it must be built. Those who never sought command must lead, and old things must be made new.
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24 Feb 2023
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I am in love with this piece, through and through.
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sundown starts at half-past six by halfdesertedstreets
Fandoms: Check Please! (Webcomic)
27 Dec 2017
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“My true love will have hair the color of yellow apples,” and Jack Zimmermann will take a bite from the forbidden fruit, juice running down his chin. “My true love will be exactly five feet and six-and-a-half inches tall,” and he will chew a leaf from a tree of that same height. “My true love will be as sweet as sugar and sharp as lemon,” and he will drink half a glass of Great-Aunt Cathy’s lemonade, waiting until the last dregs of sugar hit his tongue. “And if a single one of these things is not to be, then let it be known—my true love shall not be he.”
(He knows in his bones that this spell won’t ever come true. After all, his true love isn't real, and if he’s not real, then the curse can’t take him. That’s the whole point.)
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Or, a Practical Magic AU. Wherein Jack Zimmermann must deal with family curses, hockey legacies, accidental manslaughter, Kent Parson’s obstinate death wish, and a snarky Southern kitchen warlock who won’t mind his own damn business.
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29 Dec 2021
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Everytime I read this fic it feels like the first time. I smile and squeal and cry, every single time! 💖
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Mitch’s eyes were almost bugging out of his head as he glanced back up at Auston. “Are you telling me you have…?” He let his words trail off, not wanting to say anything to stop the intimacy that they had working between them.
Auston seemed to steel himself as he met Mitch’s gaze. “... Fuck off,” he muttered. “I’ll get it up, just don’t-- don’t give up.”
"Your hand is really--” he drew in a slightly shaking breath. “Really great.”
Mitch found himself with an easier grin playing on his lips. “My mouth is even better,” he chirped without even thinking about it. He’d almost forgotten who he was with. When it occurred to him that he was probably about to scare Auston off, he cleared his throat. “Just… in general,” he finished lamely. “So I’ve been told, anyways.”
Auston’s eyes had moved from where his cock was hardening considerably faster now, to linger on Mitch’s mouth, before lifting to meet his gaze again. “Who-- who told you that? I just-- is it a reliable source?”

