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  1. Public Bookmark 19

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    He not only gives Eve the apple, he also steals Raphael’s flaming sword.

    And when the Archangel himself is pinning him against the wall, the demon knows he’s going to die; Raphael is going to tear him apart.

    “Why did you steal my sword?” The Archangel demands, looking just slightly irritated.

    “I gave it away.”

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    17 Sep 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 18

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    Huffing at the inconvenience of it all, Aziraphale reached one hand to the cuff of his left sleeve and slipped the button through the hole, releasing the fabric so that Crowley could see the bone of his wrist.

    Crowley sucked in a breath.

    With deft fingers, Aziraphale folded back the cuff once. Oh that was arm hair, light blonde and soft. And then folded it again. The pale skin of his wrist. A final fold and Crowley could see the tension release in his forearm.

    He breathed out.

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    Or: 5 times Aziraphale accidentally shows a little skin, and one time he means to.

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    16 Sep 2019

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    They're just two humans working in a big corporate office in downtown London. //

    Crowley is a hard working designer and marketer at an international conglomerate with clients all over the world. It's a great job on paper, but he's unappreciated and it's really time to move on. Still, he needs this job, and after getting a little too drunkenly candid with his new boss at a company party, he's pretty sure he's about to be fired.

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    14 Sep 2019

  4. Public Bookmark 27

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    Seeming finally relaxed enough to enter the room proper, Crowley moved over to the bed and stood in front of Aziraphale, looking down at him. He held out a hand, so Aziraphale slid his fingers into Crowley’s.

    Crowley let out a breath. “A thousand times I imagined this,” he said softly. “Taking your hand, reaching out and thinking you might reach back. You have no idea…”

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    13 Sep 2019

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    Crowley was still as stone beside him. His ears were cherry-red. “So...if we pretend we’re in a relationship, we’ll be safe.”

    “I believe so.”

    “And that would, that would involve, what?” he spoke hesitantly, softly. “Holding your hand, telling you that you mean a lot to me, kissing you for them to see?”

    Two great hands were constricting Aziraphale’s lungs. He fought back an undignified wheeze. “Yes, I think so.”

    “I can do that,” he croaked.
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    In a panic, Aziraphale tells the archangels he survived hellfire due to his soul mixing with Crowley's because they're in a romantic and sexual relationship. They want him to prove it. Cue a fake relationship.

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    13 Sep 2019