AceMoppet

A proud, asexual moppet



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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    It's not until Crowley's sunk deep into his fourth bottle of a fine red vintage, safely cocooned in the back room of the bookshop, that he can spit out his thoughts.

    "No trial," he says.

    "Pardon?" Aziraphale looks up from the depths of his own wineglass, squinting at his companion. He struggles to sit up in his armchair. Perhaps they had gone a little bit overboard on the wine.

    "They didn't give you a trial," Crowley repeats, sitting up slightly on the couch (if laying over the armrest could be considering sitting). "I know they probably had one planned out Downstairs--I taught 'em all about the justice system, y'know?--but I was expecting Heaven to be more. I'unno. Fair?"

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    Or, Aziraphale and Crowley come back with a new appreciation of the Earth and each other after the bodyswap. Visiting Heaven and Hell isn't a fun trip for anyone, but maybe a lot of hugs can fix it?
    (teen for swearing)

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    26 Aug 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    Since they first met on the wall of Eden, Aziraphale had felt a feeling of love from Crowley. This confused him. Firstly, demons weren’t supposed to love, that’s what they always said in Heaven at the very least. Secondly, Aziraphale couldn’t figure out what it was that the demon felt such a strong love for. He had his suspicions though.

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    26 Aug 2019

  3. Public Bookmark 10

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    Aziraphale gasped and Crowley and Anathema looked towards him to see what he had against Wensleydale but he simply held up a clump of dirt. “Bermuda grass.”
    Crowley groaned and Anathema, by now feeling betrayed by her family education in all things occult but not in the horticulture scope whatsoever, sighed and asked, “What’s Bermuda grass?”
    “Worse than crabgrass,” Crowley said.

    Aziraphale and Crowley visit Tadfield for Adam's birthday, but get a little side tracked by messy gardens and cottages with forsale signs out front.

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    25 Aug 2019

  4. Public Bookmark 13

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    The Principality Aziraphale, Guardian of the Eastern Gate and Rogue Agent of Heaven, breaks some rules to comfort a child in need.

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    25 Aug 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 6

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    Basically, Aziraphale doesn’t give a fuck about the M25, and didn’t lift a finger to stop it because he never leaves his shop, and he doesn’t drive.

    Meanwhile, Crowley works to further inconvenience himself in hindsight.

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    25 Aug 2019