Ben Solo was the epitome of an Alpha Male. Tall and strong, with a body that looked like Michaelangelo’s David, carved out of solid marble. He was solid and in control, commanding respect by his very presence. He had proven himself to be a lethal killing machine in Iraq. His new job at NYPD SVU, put him in touch with his nuturing side, especially toward women that had been abused. He could never understand how someone could harm their own mate, when all he had ever dreamed about was finding his.
Hey guys. This is my entry for the FB AO3 Challenge. I spun Modern AU crossover.
Reblogging because I’ve decided to add a few more chapters. Chapter 2 is up on AO3 and Wattpad.
Sample:
His scent was everywhere. He smelled like the forest and copper and something uniquely his own. The smell of home. She had waited for this man, fought off a barrage of pushy Alphas. She was glad she did.
She wanted more than anything to smell like him, so that she was more his. She rubbed her cheek on his neck and placed a tiny kiss on the scent gland just below his ear. She was shocked by the jolt of pleasure that surged through her body.
Ben Solo was the epitome of an Alpha Male. Tall and strong, with a body that looked like Michaelangelo’s David, carved out of solid marble. He was solid and in control, commanding respect by his very presence. He had proven himself to be a lethal killing machine in Iraq. His new job at NYPD SVU, put him in touch with his nuturing side, especially toward women that had been abused. He could never understand how someone could harm their own mate, when all he had ever dreamed about was finding his.
Hey guys. This is my entry for the FB AO3 Challenge. I spun Modern AU crossover.
Reblogging because I’ve decided to add a few more chapters. Chapter 2 is up on AO3 and Wattpad.
Sample:
His scent was everywhere. He smelled like the forest and copper and something uniquely his own. The smell of home. She had waited for this man, fought off a barrage of pushy Alphas. She was glad she did.
She wanted more than anything to smell like him, so that she was more his. She rubbed her cheek on his neck and placed a tiny kiss on the scent gland just below his ear. She was shocked by the jolt of pleasure that surged through her body.
Additional Tags: Human AU, Repair Shop AU, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Gang Related Activities, Abusive Family, Jewish!Crowley, Aziraphale Goes to Church, Boss/Employee Relationship Dynamic, and many more tags listed on AO3, so please mind them accordingly.
While it’s unfortunate for one’s car to break down in the middle of the countryside, the pretty-as-a-postcard Tadfield could hardly be considered the worst place Anthony J. Crowley has ever been. Of course, it doesn’t help that it looks like it hasn’t yet seen the turn of the millennia, let alone this decade, but perhaps that’s just what he needs as he crawls his way out of the Hell he’s endured for the past fifteen years. Maybe the last thirty, if he’s honest with himself.
Though he could do without the rain.
When Aziraphale Fell happens upon him and offers him shelter from the storm in his little family-run antique repair shop, neither are expecting it to change everything. The angel with his white umbrella and his tartan bowtie doesn’t expect this mysterious stranger to be able to fill the timely vacancy in his shop or the quiet of his life, but they’ve both had experience in restoring once-beloved items back to their full glory.
Perhaps Crowley hasn’t fallen quite so far that he wouldn’t fit in with the rest of Aziraphale’s ragtag team of eccentric restoration experts. And perhaps they may be able to turn that talent on themselves and each other, and seal the cracks in their own hearts.
