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  1. Public Bookmark 99

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    Temptation was woven into Crowley stitch by stitch like a fine brocade; once, before the schism, before Heaven and Hell were even places, a seamstress had threaded temptation through him, laced desire and need and want and lust and love through his very core like She filled all her creations with various intrinsic properties. Larks can’t choose not to sing, and so too Crowley can’t choose not to sway his hips like that and lick his mouth with a tongue that seemed purposefully designed to instill sinful thoughts, and - dear God - tilt his head to the side and look at Aziraphale with those inviting, suggestive eyes that always seem to to say come home with me, angel, take my hand and let’s Fall together.

    Vignettes from 6000 years of pining, as told by Aziraphale.

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    19 Aug 2019

  2. Public Bookmark 70

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    Aziraphale’s fingers are soft, leave a trail of warmth across the back of Crowley’s hand, and they mean nothing at all. Crowley knows that much, for after six millennia, Aziraphale would use his words to tell him if anything had changed, or if not, at least a gesture more substantial.
    Crowley knows better, but Aziraphale’s fingers are soft and when they pull away, they have planted a seed of hope in Crowley’s foolish, loving heart.

    A courtship, told through touches.

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    31 Jul 2019

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    Five times they kissed over four thousand years, and one time they actually meant it.

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    28 Jul 2019

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    Aziraphale returns to Crowley's flat for the night after Armageddon. After all, it's hardly the first time they've shared sleeping arrangements.
    Or: Times throughout history Crowley and Aziraphale have shared a bed.

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    28 Jul 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 65

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    The point is that there are no real necessities required when one is an occult being, his body is more for decoration than anything else; designed to blend in with humanity but not experience the reality of earthly life.

    However.

    The way Crowley’s decorative heart is pounding in his ornamental fucking chest certainly doesn’t lend itself to this conclusion. He feels frustratingly real as Aziraphale stretches him open (the human way, the long way, always justified with a vague excuse, ‘oh I couldn’t possibly use a miracle for this my dear’ or ‘think of the questions that could be raised’). He is spread open and alarmingly close to coming undone.

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    26 Jul 2019