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    “Actually, can you do me a favor? No tempting. No sins. Just a way for us to spend some time together while I finish what I need to do.”

    Aziraphale considered it and then nodded. “Well, I don’t see why not.”

    “Can you pretend to be my wife?”

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    Or, 9 Times They Get Married + 2 Times It Was Actually Real.

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    09 Mar 2020

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    Absolute fucking masterpiece of a fic, ultimate married couple dynamic fused with the perpetual secret romance, tore me to shreds. I adored every sentence.

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    In the very Beginning of it all, there were an angel and... an angel.

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    21 Jun 2019

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    This was honestly one of the most beautiful, heart-wrenching things I've ever read. I read it, and then I managed to wait a week, and then I read it again, absolutely unable to resist feeling this churn of emotions all over again. The depiction of pining was so intense - all the little ways a hidden affection leaks through, despite all the attempts to hide it, the way it's ever-present underneath everything, and the soft, but explosive way it's finally expressed - it drove a fucking javelin through my soul with its accuracy. And somehow, the characterizations remain so natural throughout, it's impossible to tear your eyes away.

    Trust me, guys. This is a masterpiece.

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    After everything, Aziraphale and Crowley, by unspoken agreement, begin sharing their lives.
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    Why? Aziraphale wanted to ask him, why millennia of the way things were, and now this?

    But while Crowley seemed to have little issue upending every unspoken rule they’d ever written for themselves, Aziraphale was not so flexible, and they had spent thousands of years never quite addressing whatever it was this had stemmed from. Words, Aziraphale had always felt, were for bickering about where to eat for lunch, or hashing out ontological debates, or other trivial nonsense; there was no need to trifle with the imprecision of language, with phrasing and the possibility of being misconstrued, when it came to important matters if the other person simply understood, without needing it said. Six thousand years ago, when Aziraphale had met Crowley on the wall of Eden, watching the first two humans set out to begin the rest of history, something deep within him, more central even than his Grace, had thought, oh, it’s you, and that had been enough for him--for both of them, he assumed--for three millennia.

    However much he wanted to ask, he didn’t know how. The words simply weren’t there.

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    09 Jun 2019

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    Absolutely beautiful, comforting, and soft. I loved every word of this, and it feels like home.

  4. Rec 44

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    After the Fal-tor-pan, Spock finds himself bereft, confused and unable to define his relationship with his Captain and friend. Torn between a present he does not entirely belong to and a past he cannot fully comprehend, he struggles against his mind and the conflicting feelings drawing him to Jim.

    Does he dare reach for him? Can he find a way to bridge the distance between them? Will he remember the meaning of t'hy'la?

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    03 Jan 2019

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    Heartfelt and absolutely gorgeous. The characters seemed so real it was almost painful. I loved every word.

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    Petrichor - noun: a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.

    Bruce has changed in the days since the snap. Thor doesn't know why, or how, but he gets the feeling that something is deeply, deeply wrong.

    In which it rains in Wakanda, Thor sets fire to his room on accident, and somehow a storm will have to save them both.

    Written for Thorbruce week day 3: comfort.

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    17 Oct 2018

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    Every word sounds like a note in a classical piece, and I'm in love with it. The characterization is magnificent, the emotions are powerful - everything I could ever wish for.