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    In their cottage in the South Downs, when Crowley eventually succeeds in getting Aziraphale to use a laptop, it takes Aziraphale literal hours to get past the default Windows screensavers of picturesque locations because 'oh, look, isn't it lovely, Crowley!'

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    5 times Crowley knows he’s in love with Aziraphale + 1 time he knows the reverse.

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    14 Oct 2019

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    After the World Doesn't End, Aziraphale is not returned to his body. Crowley tries to find a way to get to Heaven's fast-shut gates. Aziraphale tries to find his way back from the sky (and back in time).

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    11 Oct 2019

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    As a rule, generally speaking – Crowley was not hugely fond of weddings. He’s said this in many different ways, to many different people. At length. Repeatedly. Usually while quite drunk.

    (Will had said once that he ‘doth protest too much’ about his hatred of weddings, and Crowley hadn’t spoken to him for three months. What did the playwright know about weddings, or love, or- or Anything, anyway? Bastard.)

    Yeah, okay. So maybe Crowley has mixed feelings about the whole wedding thing. So what?

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    11 Oct 2019

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    Crowley stopped them in their trek, slipping his arm from Aziraphale’s grasp to face him, hands on his shoulders. “Are you sure you’re alright? A-are you having, like, a mid-life crisis or something now that Heaven’s cut you loose? You’re worrying me. What’s next? Cherry red sports car?”

    Aziraphale reached up to pat Crowley’s hand in reassurance before they began walking again. “If I’m to live here, don’t you think it’s time I actually settled like I live here?”

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    10 Oct 2019

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    Here in the South Downs cottage, Crowley has more than he ever thought he would: the two of them, safe, and he gets to live alongside Aziraphale every day. He still can't bring himself to say it, though, still finds himself wanting, doesn't want to drag the angel down with the mess of his love, doesn't want to ruin what they have.

    Aziraphale, however, is getting tired of Crowley staring longingly off into the night sky, and confronts him.

    There is more of a balance here than Crowley thought.

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    The angel smiles. That crinkling kindness, that laugh in the corner of him, bright and deathless and pure, and Crowley’s resolve is melting. Aziraphale does remove his glasses now, fingers brushing his temples, folds them into his own pocket, pocketing Crowley’s last defense. Neither of them looks away. The night sounds clutter around them, the sway of elderly oak branches, the gentle scuttle of a village turning itself into bed, reinventing for the next day, the caw and croon of things with feathers, searching for love. A knowing hum in an ancient throat, leaning in.

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    02 Oct 2019

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