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    Crowley reels out of the Globe like a drunk. Every time he sees Aziraphale it's the same: Crowley loves him, Crowley wants him, Crowley goes off for a miserable wank afterward. Futile, infuriating. He doesn't feel miserable today. The lust is terrifying in its enormity, yes, but there's something else. Aziraphale looked at him like he was willing to be pleased. Like Crowley had pleased him.

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    Aziraphale does not want to stamp out demonic thoughts tonight. He felt wicked from the moment he alighted in Paris, dressed in his finest, and understood the gravity of his erreur. Crowley turned up to rescue him like a hero in a fairy story, and Aziraphale simply could not keep his wickedness to himself. He flirted with Crowley, shamelessly. And it felt good. By which he meant, deliciously wrong.

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    03 Dec 2019

  2. Public Bookmark *

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    Image gallery of my NSFW Aziraphale/Crowley illustrations.

    Includes a variety of kinks and gender presentations.

    Content warnings are included in the table of contents and at the top of each image page.

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    03 Dec 2019

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    In which temptations are accomplished, grand romantic gestures are made, and two ineffable co-stars only take four seasons of an award-winning television program to realize they’re on their own side (at last, at last.)

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    29 Nov 2019

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    Crowley had waited six thousand years, kept it all in check. But this was the slipperiest slope he’d ever set foot on and as soon as he’d indulged in a few discretionary acts of kindness he was falling face first into pining, tumbling into flirting, about to dislocate his knees on the sharp rocks of intimacy.

    Was this really it? What he had waited six thousand years for? A stupid flower show? Aziraphale wasn’t pulling away from him. Maybe… maybe this time he wouldn’t? Maybe they’d hold hands again. Maybe tonight with a bottle of merlot in them he’d finally work up the courage and just kiss him and he wouldn’t pull away.

    The very moment he’d thought it he spotted the problem at the flower show.

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    24 Nov 2019

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    Use me, please, Crowley had said, so Aziraphale takes him at his word.

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    20 Nov 2019