Ohhh my gosh!! Secret Author, this is fantastic!!! I honestly want to quote the whole thing back at you. I love how this explores both their experience in their human forms and in their ethereal/occult winged forms. The tone and humor were SPOT ON, and their banter?? So Good. And I love the way the story is the aftermath of a body swap, rather than the adventure itself.
“It’s . . . ah, warm. Warmer than mine. On the inside.” AwwwwWW! Aziraphale's chub really is cozy, and bby snek wants to be warm :')
"Crowley’s wineglass fell to the floor, and spent several seconds shattered before the demon managed to bring up his dropped jaw - which dropped farther than most people’s - and rein in his tongue, and remember to bring his glass back intact to his hand." This is like the most beautiful sentence. I love how circular it is, and also Crowley's distressingly snaky biology.
"Crowley and Aziraphale had learned useful lessons about unity in resignation. Lately, they often read the racing forms and news about Brexit together in much that same spirit." HAHAHA omg
“One . . . two . . . -wait, move that stack of books out of the way, it’s too precarious and it’ll get knocked over - three." The best countdown ever. And I love how it takes this tension and goes into that bit about the dinosaurs and wings, that's exactly the GO tone.
"based on a given angel’s height, muscle mass, or addiction to pastry." <3 <3
“You’re really extremely manipulative, did I ever tell you that?” Crowley said with a whiff of admiration." He IS.
“Crowley, you slept on my floor for thirty years once. If I wanted to do you harm, I’d have done it.” ADORABLE and too accurate XD
and I ADORE how they got used to the wing swap being permanent. Like, how intimate, how indicative of their blurred roles in the Ineffable Plan TM, just...
"Those red-and-copper lines started to look a little less Midcentury Modern and something slightly closer to tartan. They tended to run scruffy, because that made Crowley feel agitated, and then Crowley would calm himself by grooming Aziraphale and Aziraphale rather liked that." TARTAN! AZIRAPHALE BEING A MANIPULATIVE BASTARD! :D
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Date: 2019-01-06 07:22 pm (UTC)“It’s . . . ah, warm. Warmer than mine. On the inside.” AwwwwWW! Aziraphale's chub really is cozy, and bby snek wants to be warm :')
"Crowley’s wineglass fell to the floor, and spent several seconds shattered before the demon managed to bring up his dropped jaw - which dropped farther than most people’s - and rein in his tongue, and remember to bring his glass back intact to his hand." This is like the most beautiful sentence. I love how circular it is, and also Crowley's distressingly snaky biology.
"Crowley and Aziraphale had learned useful lessons about unity in resignation. Lately, they often read the racing forms and news about Brexit together in much that same spirit." HAHAHA omg
“One . . . two . . . -wait, move that stack of books out of the way, it’s too precarious and it’ll get knocked over - three." The best countdown ever. And I love how it takes this tension and goes into that bit about the dinosaurs and wings, that's exactly the GO tone.
"based on a given angel’s height, muscle mass, or addiction to pastry." <3 <3
“You’re really extremely manipulative, did I ever tell you that?” Crowley said with a whiff of admiration." He IS.
“Crowley, you slept on my floor for thirty years once. If I wanted to do you harm, I’d have done it.” ADORABLE and too accurate XD
and I ADORE how they got used to the wing swap being permanent. Like, how intimate, how indicative of their blurred roles in the Ineffable Plan TM, just...
"Those red-and-copper lines started to look a little less Midcentury Modern and something slightly closer to tartan. They tended to run scruffy, because that made Crowley feel agitated, and then Crowley would calm himself by grooming Aziraphale and Aziraphale rather liked that." TARTAN! AZIRAPHALE BEING A MANIPULATIVE BASTARD! :D
Absolutely fantastic.