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    “Crowley, your hands!”

    Stupidly, Crowley holds his hands up to inspect them. The skin is cracked red and painful-looking, the pad of each finger blistered. It doesn’t register at all. He lowers his hands again and stares desperately at Aziraphale.

    “I remember,” he says.

    Cut off from Heaven and Hell, things shift, resettle, and something ancient and painful shakes loose.

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    Aziraphale and Crowley both write fanfiction. As it happens, they both write Good Omens fanfiction.

    Of course, neither of them would ever admit this to the other.

    (A love story told primarily in AO3 comments)

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    After holding hands on a park bench for three days straight because neither of them want to let go first, Aziraphale comes to the joyful realization that Crowley might just be willing to sleep with him.

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    To love is to heal -- that is to say it is messy and inconsistent. Crowley struggles to find closure for past wounds, to yield to the idea that he could be loved as he has loved.

    It all comes to a head between relentless nightmares about God and an apple tree that won't grow apples.

    Luckily, Aziraphale is there to catch him should he Fall once more.

    Causalities include: A greenhouse, an indeterminate amount of plants, and a sense of self and place.

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    Crowley laughed. “I thought you’d have realized by now. I am no ordinary king.”

    “No,” Aziraphale said. “You certainly are not.”

    or: aziraphale is sent as a gift to the southern king to smooth over trade negotiations. they both find themselves in over their heads.

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