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  1. Public Bookmark 17

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    In August 1970, Aziraphale and Crowley attend one of the Velvet Underground's final shows at Max's Kansas City.

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    18 Aug 2019

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    Prompt: "humiliation kink by way of compliment, Aziraphale gets Crowley hot and bothered by accusing him of goodness."

     

    It’s a chilly day in November of 1987, and Aziraphale badly wants a drink.

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    18 Aug 2019

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    Aziraphale smiled very politely at the nearest waiter. “A jug of wine from the north-eastern slopes of Quintus’s vineyards, if you’d be so kind. The yield from eight years past. If you have it.” He turned back to Crowley. “A very peculiar thing happened to this batch— it’s full of all these little bubbles. Nobody seems to know why, but it turns out to pair terrifically well with oysters.”

    Crowley rolled his eyes, but since he was wearing sunglasses, nobody saw him do it.

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    25 Jun 2019

  4. Public Bookmark 49

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    Crowley and Aziraphale come across each other in 18th century Venice.

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    24 Jun 2019

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    ‘Aziraphale, you need to stop telling that goddamned story to everyone we stumble upon,’ she hisses. ‘I’m serious. You keep it up much longer, everyone’s gonna think we’ve gone and murdered that alleged husband of mine.’

    ‘Crowley,’ Aziraphale says blithely, a serene smile plastered to her face as a familiar-looking man passes by, ‘Dear. That’s what I want them to think.’

    [In other words: Harold, they're ... well, adversaries, of course. With history.]

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    24 Jun 2019