Do you have any fics where Aziraphale glows like a lightbulb, especially when he's super happy? Unfortunately, there's no glowing Aziraphale tag on AO3
Hello, yes! I know a few:
A Light In The Dark by entanglednow [T]
Even after six thousands years, Crowley still hasn’t discovered all of Aziraphale’s secrets.
Suppose to be my light (and keep me safe) by 5ftjewishcactus, apocalypsenah [G]
Following the not end of the world, Aziraphale and Crowley adjust to being on their side and being able to finally be together. One evening while curled together in the bookshop, Crowley realizes that Aziraphale glows. Aziraphale confesses that he’s always been able to glow whenever he’s happy, but he’s usually hid it out of fear. Now that he’s free to, Aziraphale begins glowing more around Crowley when they’re alone. Crowley also finds ways to make his angel happy to encourage his happy glowing. Eventually, they both grow closer and Aziraphale becomes comfortable enough to show Crowley his golden stretch marks along his plump skin.
Glorious by Iridiscencia [G]
When they are happy, the angels shine. Aziraphale is not the exception, he is an angel after all and Crowley can not take his eyes off him.
Listening a Little Harder by Threefingeredfool [G]
“You, a telepath, are getting migraines from the loudest internal screaming you’ve ever heard from the next room” (from writing prompts on instagram)
Summary 1: Crowley had heard of telepaths before but he’d never seen one before. Or at least someone that pretended to be one.
Summary 2: Crowley sees a fake telepath fooling around and decides to try it out himself.
May I Have This Dance? by AnonymousDandelion [G]
“Angels,” Aziraphale murmured, the words a warm and welcome breath of air not very far distant from Crowley’s cheek, “don’t dance.”
“Oh?” Crowley’s answering smile was practically audible in his voice as he leaned forward, already on the verge of accepting the very obvious temptation to tempt. (That particular subtext technique — tacitly inviting Crowley to push, persuade, entice one step further — was one Aziraphale had mastered long, long ago. It no longer served the same purpose it once had, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t still dabble in their old patterns, if now purely for the entertainment factor.) “Is that the case, my angel?”
“It’s certainly what I’ve heard, at any rate.” Reaching up, Aziraphale caught Crowley’s hand in his own, their fingers interlacing in what was now an accustomed movement… and never any less marvelous, each time, for all its growing familiarity.
In which Crowley and Aziraphale are very soft, very happy, and very together. That’s the fic.
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