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ace-culture-is · 3 years
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Ace culture is trying to defend asexuality, but not so vehemently that your family realises something’s up and asks you why you’re so invested
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aziraphales-library · 3 years
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Hi! If it hasn't been already, I'd like to recommend Music and Manuscripts, by CynSyn. Currently still a WIP, it's an amazing, true to life Human AU
Of course!
Music and Manuscripts by CynSyn (E)
Aziraphale Z. Fell works in the diner and hides himself from view. He’s been writing stories for as long as he can remember, but has never let anyone read them. He wants someday for someone to read what he’s written, but he’s scared it’s not going to be enough.
Anthony J. Crowley is a free spirit who lives out of his car. He plays guitar and sells artwork to support himself. He's been hurt many times over, and doesn't feel like he has anyone in his life he can trust enough to be vulnerable around.  
They meet when Aziraphale finds Anthony behind a dumpster next to the diner, having been left there by an unknown assailant. Aziraphale takes Anthony to the hospital, beginning their story. (There aren't graphic descriptions, but there are mentions of injuries after the fact.)
Those of you who have been waiting for a confirmation of happier times, it is here, and there's nowhere to go but up.
~ Mod G
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aziraphales-library · 3 years
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Hi! Could I please recommend 'Ineffable Theory and Praxis', by loveneedlesandhay? It's a really sweet, well written Ineffable Wives grad school AU
Of course!
Ineffable Theory and Praxis by loveneedlesandhay (E)
"Have a drink with me. After.” Crowley swallowed. “Won’t take very long, and I’ll wanna get drunk, and I want—I mean, I owe you. We’ll share the umbrella, I’ll do the thing, and then I’ll buy you a drink.”
“You really don’t owe me.”
“No, I know, I just … You’re the first person in a month who’s talked to me like I’m still human. It was a terrible month. But tonight’s been better. So. Please. At least let me get you a coffee. Give me something to look forward to while I hear how lucky I am to have signed my soul away. Please, Fell.”
“Aziraphale.”
“What?”
“My name. My first name is Aziraphale.”
Arcadia College: respected, traditional. So traditional, so time-honoured, so ancient, that the school is accidentally at the forefront of current academic trends.
One student is caught in a career-destroying scandal. Another, disillusioned, is skilled at breaking the spirit but not letter of the rules. Both are alone at Arcadia, but they're becoming friends. One might want more. Which is complicated.
Their respective academic divisions are also on the brink of mostly metaphorical war.
Or, the grad school Good Omens AU that nobody asked for but my brain won't shut up about.
~ Mod G
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