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maybe it’s because i’m a broke college student with crippling depression but i love the idea of Aziraphale meeting this broke college student who came into the shop to see if he had a cheaper version of the textbook they needed and like instantly just fell in love with them in the same sense that you realize a puppy is a part of your family or that a piece of art would not make your house home unless it’s there. So he miracles them the textbook and loans it to them free of charge and they don’t really know what to do with that so they keep insisting that there has to be something they can do in return and Aziraphale randomly comes up with some task for them to do.

but actually shocker! they end up needing a whole bunch more books throughout the year and they always go to check Aziraphale’s shop first. He’s always thrilled to see them and the same sort of exchange occurs where they request a book, he miracles it into the back room and then they perform some menial task to “pay” for it, like changing lightbulbs or dusting shelves or even once helping assemble a new shelf that had come in the mail and Aziraphale had no idea how to go about hanging it on the wall but a drill and a youtube video later it’s ready to go.

this goes on for a long time, this little charade, and “Good morning, Mr. Fell,” becomes “Hello, Aziraphale,” becomes “Azi! Are you here?” and “I’m looking for-“ becomes “Do you know anything about-“ becomes “I’ve brought coffee-“

Slowly, Aziraphale catches on that this kid has a bad relationship with their parents and a worse relationship with themselves and it’s a whole load of nonsense to reassure them frantically that they’re always welcome in the shop and really, it’s no trouble at all, and you needn’t come and “make yourself useful. sit right there, i’ll bring you some tea.”

Until eventually they’re stopping in three or four times a week to look at whatever Aziraphale’s gotten his hands on that he’s particularly excited about or to have a cuppa or to taste whatever Aziraphale’s been baking (he’s gotten loads better, they must admit) or just to be away from school/dormitory/home for a while

sometimes, Azi’s… partner… is there, usually flung about whining about something or other and drinking, and at first they believed him to be standoffish but realized quickly that it was all just a bit of a farce to get Azi to take care of him. He’s awfully good at fretting, they would know.

Crowley even helps with maths homework sometimes, when they’ve got their head face down on the desk over Calculus, and he’s quite good at it really, knows lots of things about numbers and measurements. sometimes, he says he has to know, how else could he build galaxies and nebulas the way he did? They think this is one of his dramatic bits; he’s got a few of those, but sometimes when it gets dark out, he’ll pull out a star chart and show them all the little pieces of a section, and he’ll tell them what the stars looked like when they’d first been born, describing such lurid color and beauty that sometimes… they wonder if he really does know something…

That bookshop becomes the quietest, softest, homiest place in the country and really they’re there more often now than home and seeing Azi and Crowley more often than their own father and mother and really, maybe there is no point to wanting to kill yourself because Crowley will go on his little bit about the farm and Azi will roll his eyes but assure them that actually, he’s right, hard things are ineffable but life is worth living and there’s something so sacred about falling asleep hunched over Psychology textbooks in the dim light and knowing that Azi will carry you into bed like a child (he’s says theyre a tiny little thing; even if it’s not true) and the lights will all get hazy and Crowley will put on records if gets the chance- usually something slow and low unless Azi can get Saint-Saens on first- and it’s the feeling of being loved again, with the laughter and whispers from the other room and yes, you know what? They’ll be properly good on the farm, bad days are ineffable, but life is worth living

Do any of u have decent recipes that are like 5 ingredients (not including spices) and take 45 mins or less to prepare i gotta stop eating sandwiches for dinner

ok marauders community pls help me

does anyone know of a wolfstar fic on ao3 (I think) where the title is like, 100 letter of summer or something and in it, wolfstar sends a ton of letters back and forth over the summer. and sirius draws little doodles in them. then they get back to Hogwarts and remus takes off his shirt to go swimming and Sirius is like, holy shit, those are my drawings tattooed on my best friend. and then they meet on a bench (i think) in the forbidden forest and become a couple.

that's all I can remember but I cant find the fic anywhere in my history and I'm currently regretting (crying at) my decision to not bookmark it. pls help me I'm in pain and not sure if I'm hallucinating