Aziraphale: I'm getting an impression that you are upset with me.
Crowley, snarling: What do you think, supreme archangel
Aziraphale: Well, if you were mad, I would beg for your forgiveness and do the apology dance which I'm currently unable to since you haven't let me go
Crowley, embracing Aziraphale more tighter: Thisss provesss nothing
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random hc but. crowley being a plague doctor in the 16th/17th century bc he's supposedly "tempting people into death" but he can never, ever bring himself to actually do that so he ends up soothing their pain as best as he can and comforting them in their last moments. one night, after he held a little girl's hand as she passed away, he sits down at the banks of the river thames, with his plague mask discarded on the dirt, and he starts out over the water with tears in his eyes, wondering what the fuck is actually the point? it's not the first time he's asked himself the question nor the first plague he witnessed but, here, now after personally witnessing hundreds of deaths every day, he really wonders what actually is the point of him? why does he exist and why should he keep existing. why does he get to live when so many others don't? how is that fair? how is any of it fair? that's how aziraphale finds him, as he just got back from an assignment somewhere or other and hears crowley is in town, so he discreetly looks for him and finds him there, sitting in the dirt, now with his head in his hands, his shoulders silently shaking and is obviously immediately worried but doesn't know how to comfort him or what's allowed so he just sits beside crowley and watches him try to pull himself together. aziraphale's heart breaks, he put what happened together from the mask and the robes and he obviously knows about the bubonic plague but was convinced it was hell's doing and couldn't have even imagined crowley was out there everyday, helping people under the guise of hurting them. is he surprised? no, of course not but it still hurts to see crowley like this. but he's afraid to cross their unspoken rules so he quietly waits crowley out. he watches the water and doesn't dare look at crowley as he lifts his head and takes a few shaky breaths in. after a few minutes of breathing, crowley croaks out "her name was mary" and nothing else, and aziraphale understands, god he understands. it's one of the things they never speak about after it happens but aziraphale can't forget the night he sat with crowley for hours, till the sun came up, as he cried about a death of one little girl. he holds it close to his chest and never, ever forgets.
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A Gentle Correction
Rated E for kinky smut
I didn't mean to join the smut war, but I think I got drafted @goodomensafterdark This idea popped into my head and wouldn't leave until I wrote 5k
Crowley makes a mistake, which Aziraphale understands. Crowley beats himself up over it, which Aziraphale will not stand for.
BDSM scene where Aziraphale forces Crowley to internalize a compliment
CW for impact play and crying during a scene. Everything stays very consensual and everyone gets to have lots of feelings.
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Many people have questioned when A Nightingale Sang became the ineffable husband's song
And God, what if those jokes about Crowley drunk rambling about his feelings to Freddy Mercury and Hozier actually came true, when he ended up befriending Eric Maschwitz and ended up talking about Aziraphale
And then in 1941, because of course we go back to that era, Crowley asks Aziraphale out to The Ritz when he finds out Zira hasn't been there yet, and they end up running into Eric, who is just like "you're just in time, one of the singers is going to perform one of my songs! Actually wrote this one thinking about you and your friend, Anthony"
And then Aziraphale is just like "aw, how sweet", but then Vera Lynn starts singing about two angels dining at the ritz :)))
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Here's my one season 3 prediction;
Everything sorts itself out in the end, Aziraphale & Crowley finally talk and listen to each other, everything's swell and they get to runaway to a little cottage in the south downs, they've still got their own spaces in london but this is their space, their home, it's quaint and comfortable and they're finally together. they move in and take their first steps out the door to their lovely little garden and make direct eye contact with beelz & gabriel coming out of their own quaint little lovesick cottage. Roll Credits. The End.
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