honeybeelullaby



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    It's about making a home together. It takes some getting used to, to take all this longing and transmute it into love, into something shared, but Aziraphale is here to help him get used to it. Especially on a stormy day in the cottage.

    What better way to spend it than making love over and over and over?

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    28 Nov 2019

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    This is sleepy, romantic, domestic morning sex in the South Downs Cottage. Crowley's still getting used to a love this good, the way it remakes him, the way it remakes the world.

    Based on Khiroptera's art "soft" in "floating in your sacred sin," with permission -- go look at it and love it!

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    27 Nov 2019

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    The happy ending Titanic!Au. Aziraphale is being forcibly sent to America to be forcibly married to Gabriel. Crowley is going to forcibly screw that up.

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    06 Sep 2019

  4. Rec 60

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    Demons don't talk about wings. Angels stopped talking about wings. Wings still need to be groomed and taken care of.

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    04 Sep 2019

  5. Rec 18

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    “It’s three in the morning, my dear,” Aziraphale murmurs when Crowley pulls back to pant unnecessarily. “What’s gotten into you?”
    “Just wanted,” Crowley hums in response, eyes flicking down to where Aziraphale’s fingers have curled loosely around his wrists.
    “Wanted?” Aziraphale prompts further.
    “Yeah,” Crowley says unhelpfully, prying one of Aziraphale’s hands away to take it between both of his own and press his lips to the pads of his angel’s fingers. “Wanted you, a little bit.”

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    23 Aug 2019

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