Hello! I wonder if you got anything about the body-swap scene, post scene would be ok too? I would appreciate anything but smut. Thank you for your work here!
Hi. We have some bodyswap fics here and here, or our #bodyswap tag. I’ve got more now to add to the collection...
Learning to Walk by GoblinRenaissance (G)
Operating someone else's body can be difficult.
Choose Your Faces Wisely by Cheeseanonioncrisps (G)
After the trials, Crowley and Aziraphale get drunk in the back of the bookshop and discuss how they went about portraying each other.
like watching tea steep by makaronik (T)
Aziraphale moved to sit next to him and it felt like they were on their bench in the park again, but also for a moment almost like they were just two ordinary humans settling into bed after a hard day, completely natural, like they’d done it every day for ages. And they had, just not recently. And never so carelessly. There were always doubts and fears in the background, of being discovered, of being punished, of losing each other. Now all of this was more or less certain, heaven and hell both knew they’d done something much worse than sharing a bed, so the only thing to do was ignore the imminent danger, and enjoy their night.
or, how they figured out the body swap and had a bunch of feelings about it. Also they smoke weed but it's not like a whole thing.
Divide and Conquer by Augenblickgotter & doomed_spectacles (G)
Knowing they may have only hours left on earth, Aziraphale and Crowley devise a plan. They hope to Heaven and Hell it works.
“When all is said and all is done,” Aziraphale said quietly. He opened his eyes to find Crowley looking at him, full of trust. “I think I might know whose face I’d like to choose.”
they can't take that away from me by hapax (T)
He was simply … wearing Aziraphale.
Or, more properly, Aziraphale’s physical corporation. He was wearing his body, just like that same body was wearing those fussy, old-fashioned clothes. Had been wearing them for almost two hundred years.
The problem was that Aziraphale had been wearing this body for over six thousand years.
Because the one thing this fandom doesn't have enough of, it's bodyswap fics.
Never Alone Again by Aethelflaed (G)
London - Saturday and Sunday, after the Apocalypse
They're on their own side now. But they aren't free yet.
After the Apocalypse, Aziraphale and Crowley risk everything in one final, desperate gamble to break free of their old sides and truly start their life together.
A story tracing through the Bus Scene, the Body Swap, and the Trials.
“We’re on our own side.” The five most wonderful, and most terrifying, words Aziraphale had ever heard.
It was a new world and it was crushing him, smothering him – he’d lost his shop, he’d rebelled against Heaven, everything was falling apart around him, sliding away into an endless dark abyss.
Everything except Crowley. And he could not, could not, let them take him away.
He couldn’t stand to be alone again.
- Mod D
“Anyway. The Fall… certain parts of our angelic natures didn’t survive it. I won’t go into detail. But at the beginning we were all sort of scrambling for alternative arrangements to replace what we’d lost. Halos… wheels…”
“Eyes,” Tracy guessed.
“Eyes. Yeah. Angels have loads… it’s not important. The main thing is, mine were gone, and when all was said and done I ended up with these.” He lifted his sunglasses for emphasis, then let them drop. “And they’re not the same.”
I Only Have Eyes For You by @twilightcitysky