Serpentine
Serpentine,
Your form you call a flaw,
A curse. But I never saw it
That way. Have you seen your scales
Glisten in the sun? Perhaps if I joined you,
You’d believe me when I call you
Beautiful.
Good Omens
As You Wish Chapter Seven Alt Version: I Would Not Say Such Things (Torture Removed)
Maggie helped Nina stand, which she did with no small amount of difficulty. “You don’t look so good,” Maggie told Nina as she gently supported them. Nina blew a raspberry in Maggie’s face, and she wrinkled her nose. “You don’t smell so good either.”
“Perhaps not.” Nina shrugged, pulling away from Maggie. “I feel fine.”
“Yeah?” Maggie asked, stepping back to let Nina stand on her own. She darted forward again almost immediately as Nina fell into a dead faint.
As You Wish Chapter Seven: I Would Not Say Such Things
Maggie helped Nina stand, which she did with no small amount of difficulty. “You don’t look so good,” Maggie told Nina as she gently supported them. Nina blew a raspberry in Maggie’s face, and she wrinkled her nose. “You don’t smell so good either.”
“Perhaps not.” Nina shrugged, pulling away from Maggie. “I feel fine.”
“Yeah?” Maggie asked, stepping back to let Nina stand on her own. She darted forward again almost immediately as Nina fell into a dead faint.
After Edinburgh
Crowley returns from Hell and reunites with her Angel for the first time since their adventures in Edinburgh.
As You Wish Chapter Six: Before the Beginning
“Gabriel wasn’t supposed to be King? What does that mean?” Warlock asked curiously, and got visibly more upset. “And why is Aziraphale still going along with the wedding? Why hasn’t the wedding planning stopped? She can’t marry Gabriel. She has to marry Crowley, I’m sure of it. After everything that they’ve done for each other it wouldn’t be fair!”
“Well, who says life is fair? Where is that written? Life isn’t always fair. It’s ineffable.”
“I’m telling you, you’re messing up the story, now get it right!” Warlock cried out passionately, his hands balled into fists.
“Do you want me to go on with this?” Agnes asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes.” Warlock replied moodily.
“Alright then. No more interruptions. I think you’ll like this part actually, it takes place some years earlier…”
As You Wish Chapter Five: The Pit of Despair
“This whole situation is a bit of a mess I’m afraid,” Aziraphale admitted with a brittle smile. “I have encountered a truth that brings both hope and despair as I wonder at the best path forward. They say that the course of true love never did run smooth, but I never expected things to be so complicated.”
“I’m afraid I don’t follow.” Muriel admitted as they stared worryingly at Aziraphale.
“Crowley lives, Muriel.” Aziraphale stated simply. “My true love lives, and yet I am slated to marry another. True love let us save each other in the fire swamp, and here I am, having thrown it away, treating it like garbage. I can only hope one day to apologize, to beg forgiveness, to right all of these wrongs.” Aziraphale whispered, wringing her hands together.
As You Wish Chapter Four: As You Wish
“Oh no, no please,” Warlock groaned.
“What’s the matter?” Agnes asked with a furrowed brow.
“They’re kissing again.” He grumbled. “Do we have to hear the kissing part?”
“You know, it’s not guaranteed, but someday you might not mind so much,” Agnes laughed.
Tears of Worship
One week after Armageddon’t, Shax comes knocking on Crowley’s door to inform him that he has three days to vacate the flat, as it is the property of Hell. At first Crowley resigns himself to living in the Bentley, but then it occurs to him that, well, there’s always the bookshop.
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Crowley is overcome when he finally gets what he has always desired.
As You Wish Chapter Three: Life Is Pain
The Man in Black crested over a hill and was surprised— or unsurprised, it was rather hard to tell with him— to find a picnic laid out. Princess Aziraphale sat munching on an apple, while Sandalphon laid unconscious on the grass beside her, his hands and feet bound in rope.
“Please, join us.” Aziraphale smiled at the Man in Black, as he approached cautiously. “I was just waiting for my abductor here to wake up. Would you like a glass of wine? It’s not a brilliant vintage, but it will do.”
Crêpes, Chains, and Chaises
Crowley finds Aziraphale locked in the Bastille, and does a lot more than simply release the chains keeping the Angel prisoner.
“Now, you know what I think?” Crowley murmured against the Angel’s neck. Aziraphale responded with a small hum of encouragement. “I think you wanted to be chained up. But not at the mercy of the Frenchmen, at the mercy of me.”
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Written for GOAD’s Fall Ball Kink Thrall Quickstep with the prompts “imprisonment” “corruption” and “blindfolds”. While this is in the same universe as my other “Aziraphale and Crowley Through the Ages” fics, it can easily be read in isolation.