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Once in a while, someone has a truly good idea.

For Aziraphale, that idea was inviting Crowley to do their taxes together.

For us, it was opening a shared Google document and going feral.

Words: 16,229

Status: Complete

Rating: Explicit

By @d20owlbear @ednav @lurlur @wyvernquill

This is a locked fic

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[aziraphales-library]

Yo a Smut fic rec would go a long way I love these losers too much xx

Here are a few of my favorites, dear ;)

Correction Fluid by  Brynncognito, D20Owlbear (BeforeCrimson), EdnaV, FlygonRider, KitschyKit, Lurlur, robynthemagpie_writes, samvelg, seashadows, write_away, WyvernQuill

Once in a while, someone has a truly good idea.

For Aziraphale, that idea was inviting Crowley to do their taxes together.

For us, it was opening a shared Google document and going feral.

Maidenhair and Ambrosia by Lurlur

Crowley and Aziraphale find themselves in the court of the Sun King, Crowley a maid and Aziraphale a noble lady. The restrictions of class cause Crowley to take the role of Aziraphale’s lady’s maid so they might catch up and make sure that their arrangement isn’t in jeopardy. Thousands of years of pining and longing are forced to the fore as Crowley finds how heavily Aziraphale relies on her maid.

A Home at the Beginning of the World by stereobone

"Oh," Aziraphale says. "I think Crowley might have moved in with me."

Strange Flesh and All That by FortinbrasFTW

Crowley laughs. He can’t help it. And the wine is very good.

“What’s funny?” Aziraphale asks.

“Are you joking?” Crowley tilts his head to look at him over his glasses. “No, nothing at all, this is all perfectly normal. Very dull conversation really.”

Aziraphale smiles back. “What’s funnier, dear boy? That I’ve considered it or that you haven’t?”

~Mod P

[d20owlbear-deactivated]

And You Are Seen To Your Deepest Crevices

Because of @cassieoh and @writersymposium and their talk of “what if Aziraphale had skeletalized remains of cherub heads other than the human one in his true form for [reasons]?”

when aziraphale is angry or perturbed he stops blinking. he stops doing other things too, inherent to humanity, because he's not human no matter how much he looks it. he quits breathing, his heart stops beating, his atoms cease vibrating and he is a void of energy as only creatures who exist in multiple dimensions can be.

in those moments it's clear why angels must tell people, "be not afraid, for I come to you with good tidings." except aziraphale does not come with good tidings when he seems to be so great and terrible. aziraphale is not an angel made to intervene with humanity, he is an angel made to guard and fight, and he is an angel made to be amongst those closest to God and endure Her holiness in close proximity. the like of which might burn even lesser angels.

there is no humanity in aziraphale except that which he willfully cultivates. and when he looks at you, really looks at you, and ceases to be anything but a gaping void behind a mirror image, it's clear. the hair rises on the back of your neck, you feel Seen in ways you cannot comprehend, and your heart begins to beat as your primal lizard brain dumps cortisol and adrenaline directly into your bloodstream.

for those who have truer sight than most, there are three skeletal heads. one of a bovine with wide horns, one of an eagle with a blackened beak, and another of a large cat with fangs as long as your hand forever bared in an eternal roar. they look at you. they Look at you. and you are Seen. and you will never recover from it. humans were not meant to be Seen this way, to have every crevice of themselves Known beyond mortal comprehension.

it hurts. it happens. and you leave a bookshop and never return, and never mention that books might perhaps be a fire hazard.

[flygonrider]

The Start of Something New

It feels so right~

To be here with you, oh~

Anyways, hi. I’m called Rider in this world of the interwebs. I do a lot of stuff, I read, I write, I watch things, I rant about things, I even do some art on the side. This place is where I’ll dump all of that from now on, so stay tuned.

Taa taa, darlings~