The Harvest of UrukSummary: Harvest season in Uruk, the greatest city in the world. When the fields are cut bare, the river runs swift, and even the gods themselves die. When a priest summons Crawley, she finds not the usual bargaining and lust for power, but something deeper, more twisted, and utterly inescapable. Cut off from her angel, surrounded by enemies, Crawley endures unspeakable pain and fear; can Aziraphale find her before she, too, becomes part of the harvest?
Rating: Mature
Tags: Ineffable Husbands, Historical fic, Mesopotamia, Angst, Whump, Hurt/Comfort (with extra hurt) Crowley is named Crawley, She/Her pronouns for Crowley, Genderfluid Crowley, Summoning, Bickering, Hurt Crowley, Torture (non-graphic), Blood, Whipping, Stoning, Stabbing, Branding, Non-binary OC, Misogynistic language, Misgendering/Deadnaming, Cult Behavior, Emotional Manipulation, Protective Aziraphale, BAMF Aziraphale, Just going full Determinator Aziraphale, Scared Crowley, Asshole Gabriel, Dreams, Nightmares, Hunting, Near drowning, Choking, Head injuries, Arrows, Non-consensual kissing and touching, Really badly hurt Crowley, Singing, Comfort, Encouragement, Dreamwalking, Implied ritual drug use, Referenced child abandonment, Serious physical assault, Outsider POV, True Form Aziraphale, Cosmic Horror Aziraphale, Demonic sacrifice, Despair, Apparent Character Death, But they're fine, Villain death, But they are not fine and that's awesome, True Form Crowley, Angry Crowley, Grieving Crowley, Protective Crowley, Reunion, Happy Ending, Hand Holding, Sleepy Cuddles, Aziraphale Loves Crowley, Crowley Loves Aziraphale, First Kiss, Implied First Time, Happy Ending, A little bittersweet
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