Series: (not all of these series are complete but the fics in them are finished)
Car Troubleby@summerofspock 102,762 words, Rated E (Mechanic C and professor A) ; related work Faulty Start 17,978 words, Rated E (Ineffable Bureaucracy: mechanic Beelzebub and professor Gabriel)
IneffableDoll’s Human AUsby@ineffabledollkazoo (Ao3 IneffableDoll) Rated G-T (Series contains 3 human AU’s: 1. Prince A and gardener C, who has been turned into a snake; 2. Barista C & customer A; 3. A drunk C accidentally breaks into A’s bookshop)
Another Patreon commission complete! This is for my darling patron, Stephanie, who asked for a scene from one of her fan fics! Crowley decides to show Aziraphale the pure joy of playing with sparklers.
You can check out the full fic on her AO3 skimmingthesurface! Thank you soooo much for your commission darling!
A beautiful piece commissioned of a scene in chapter 22 of mine and @sylwritesstuff’s fic Divine Restorations and Repairs! It turned out so warm and cozy and magical, thank you so much for bringing this scene to life for us!
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.
