Hello beloveds!!
Do you have any recs with Aziraphale being disgustingly smitten with Crowley, maybe trying to woo him and Crowley being utterly oblivious?
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Hi! We have #oblivious crowley and #wooing tags, so check those out. Here are more fics along those lines...
Yellow by Dancer_in_the_rain (G)
“What is it with you and this colour anyway?” Aziraphale almost choked on the sniff of daffodils. He coughed long enough for Crowley to start patting him on the back with a sympathetic expression. “Whatever do you mean, my dear?”, asked Aziraphale when he could speak again, tears in his eyes and face red from his coughing fit. Crowley rolled his eyes. “Really, angel, I thought we talked about you dodging uncomfortable questions like this. You know damn well, what I mean. Whenever you see something in this shade of yellow, you just got to have it. And when I question you on it, you get all flustered like just now. So, what’s up with you and yellow?” Aziraphale was very quiet for a while, not looking at Crowley and opting for fiddling with the daffodils instead. Ultimately, Crowley sighed. “Look, if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine, I’m not forcing you. You could just say so though, I was only asking.” “It’s stupid, really.” Or: Crowley notices over the years how Aziraphale seems to prefer a certain shade of yellow and eventually asks him about it. The answer is not at all what he expects.
to have a heart to break by moonagedisasterr (NR)
Crowley, for his part, knows he can’t say anything. That’s up to Aziraphale now. Beyond that, though, he doesn’t want to talk anymore. He doesn’t have anything left to say. He wanted Aziraphale down here so he could see, so he could feel. In Crowley’s experience, feelings have always done much more than words.
I Could Drink A Case Of You by mandysimo13 (T)
Everything had gone quiet. The end of the world was averted. Satan had crawled back into his hole. The Four Horsemen dissolved back to their respective corners to lick their wounds. Shadwell and Madame Tracey popped onto her little scooter and started for home. Anathema let Newt follow her back to her cottage so they could discuss the future. Adam’s real father had collected the Them and driven them back to their own homes. Aziraphale and Crowley were left alone. Together, they learn how to live in semi-retirement while learning how to nurture the love they held for each other for so long, now that they are free to do so. But when Aziraphale begins working on a secret project, Crowley can't help but become suspicious.
The ducks and the bees by Yoite (E)
"Um", the angel cleared his throat. "Well, as we know, when humans like each other, sometimes, they, er, give each other a.. special hug." "Are you asking me to sleep with you?" Aziraphale wants to investigate what this whole sex malarkey is all about, but nothing goes according to plan.
moonstruck by foolishlovers (M)
Crowley finds solace in the stars, the moon, in the soft glow of distant lights. He treasures these moments of quietude, gazing up at the night sky through the windows of his favourite café - a small sanctuary from his hectic life as a professor. Yet his peace is disrupted when a new bartender, annoyingly cheerful and unreasonably cherubic, takes it upon himself to strike up conversations Crowley never asked for. As the months slip by, however, he catches himself getting more and more involved… and maybe a little less irritated than he’d care to admit.
Forsaken by VerdantVulpus (E)
Aziraphale has quietly loved his frenemy for a very long time. It had been a simple, innocent love once, but grew overtime in its abundance and complexity. It was ever present, at times bothersome or painful, other times driving him to acts of courage he didn't think possible. Always quiet, though. There was no point sharing his feelings with a demon. Demons were incapable of love. So imagine Aziraphale’s dismay to learn that not only had Crowley loved him terribly for just as long, but that Aziraphale had missed all the signs and the demon had given up hope. Now Aziraphale must organize his own thoughts and feelings and learn how to woo a demon before Crowley moves on for good.
(Mind the tags on this one!)
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