Jamoche

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    “There’s an enchanted castle West in the Hellian slopes, and apparently it comes with a prince looking for a bride or bridegroom to free him from a dark fae’s curse.”

    “I see,” Aziraphale says finally, when he realizes both Gabriel and Uriel are staring at him expectantly. “You want me to marry a beast?”

    Gabriel's mouth flattens. “I want you to take this gods’ blessed opportunity to secure your family’s future for good."

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    Aziraphale is a professional quest hero who just wants to sit by the fire and read a book, if his overbearing family will ever let him; Crowley is a serpent demon who needs a gullible hero he can con into gathering some critical ingredients for a human corporation spell. Hijinks and a lot of terribly inconvenient feelings ensue.

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    16 Dec 2024

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    The thing people always forget is that it was a Vulcan ship that reached Tarsus IV first.

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    20 Jul 2024

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    "Are you working for Mrs. Sandwich?" Nina asks.

    "No," Crowley says. "Well, yes. Well, define 'working'."

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    Or, Crowley is very good at faking sex work, as it turns out.

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    03 Feb 2024

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    Aziraphale's hand slides down past Crowley's hip to fist his cock in time with his thrusts, and he bites again, and again, down to Crowley's naked shoulder, up to his earlobe, not meaning to be sexy, just biting like he's eating, tasting the salt on Crowley's skin, like he might consume Crowley entirely if given enough time.

    "Talk to me," he gasps, between thrusts, between bites, his voice shaking.

    "No," Crowley grits out, just before he comes.

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    18 Nov 2023

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    “The Angel of the Eastern Gate.” Crawly grins. “What’s your name, anyway? You never said.”

    “Oh...” Apologies, Aziraphael almost says, but then he doesn’t. That would be taking things a bit too far. This is still the Enemy. “Aziraphael.”

    “Aziraphael,” repeats Crawly—or tries to, because halfway through the word he chokes. Quite badly.

     
    Or: What if Aziraphale’s name was originally "Aziraphael", in keeping with the conventional spelling and pronunciation of angel names, but because of its divine nature Crowley is physically unable to say it out loud.

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    26 Oct 2023