Happy Holidays, eldanis!

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Title: And Pardon'd the Deceiver
Recipient: eldanis
Author: irisbleufic
Pairing: Aziraphale/Crowley
Rating: R
Word Count: 3,000
Author's Notes: I'd love something with Aziraphale being a (possibly inept, but quite possibly not) Shakespeare fanboy and would-be thespian, as there is definitely evidence that he enjoys performing (Warlock's birthday party), happens to

Comments

[enchantersnight]

Oh my word!

I'll never read "The Tempest" the same way again.

[secret_kracken]

Then this story will unquestionably have done its job ;)

Thank you, and Happy Holidays!

This!

[enchantersnight]

My favourite Shakespeare piece is suddenly full of undertones. XD
'Someone' help me the next time I go to the theatre...

Re: This!

[irisbleufic]

Annoyingly enough, I've not yet seen a live performance of The Tempest. I've been in one, but I was very young at the time, and it's not quite the same.

Thank you so much for reading! Happy Holidays.

[secret_kracken]

Here's a promise, then: you might yet. Parts of it, anyway...

Thank you, and Happy Holidays <3

[puokki]

Oh my. I adored how cozy Aziraphale and Crowley are with each other, trading soft touches and how they fall into their roles. Also the under-currents of the story are beautiful, I really like how you tie the scene they are playing with Crowley's personal history.

[secret_kracken]

It's why I chose the scene, and after the reveal, some of the other subtext that's present will make even more sense.

Thank you very much! Happy Holidays <3

[puokki]

Oh secret writer, I think I already have you figured out! The tenderness you write them with is quite distinguishable. (if I'm wrong about this I'm forever embarrassed but let's say I have a strong feeling about this)

[secret_kracken]

I sincerely doubt you're wrong. We've known each other a while now, inasmuch as having an LJ correspondence means knowing each other ;)

[peach_megumi]

This was... this was... good heavens. This was absolutely marvelous. There is no other word for it. There is something so very fitting about Crowley reading Ariel, and I would believe that Aziraphale would make an amazingly intriguing Prospero. Goodness. And, the descriptions of their reading were wonderful, and gave me all sorts of interesting ideas. Ugh. I would love love love to see more of this, with them actually in the roles, and the emotional fallout (both good and bad) of them doing the play. Brava!

[secret_kracken]

Aziraphale as Prospero was fairly clear to me at the outset, but Crowley getting called up to read Ariel? Crowley getting called up to read Ariel O_O I had a moment of goddamn-it-you-idiot-that-should've-been-what-thrilled-you-first. And I have to wonder what he'll do if he's offered the role, even though he's insisted he was pointedly not auditioning. I'll find out sooner than I'd like.

Thank you so much for reading! Happy Holidays <3

[eldanis]

ldkjghghERH;AGH;HGJK.

My dear, you know how much I love this, but let me count the ways.

Little things, like the gift quilt from Madame Tracy, and Crowley's pickiness about fibers (one I share). And his fondness for bad TV. Picturing him tousled and sleepy-warm is far, far too lovely - no wonder Aziraphale couldn't resist.

He got Aziraphale to the theatre five minutes late, smug and somewhat short of breath.

Which of them was smug and out of breath? My guess is both.

And then, getting into the meat of things:

You already know what a sucker I am for Crowley without his glasses; add it being by accident and him being worriedly prickly about it, and I was already grinning -- and then I caught my breath right along with Rani when she got a good look at him. Aziraphale's protectiveness was perfect, too.

(And his scarf remaining around Crowley's neck thenceforth, constant warm reminder of it.)

And then, oh, oh, Aziraphale as Prospero (a Prospero you'd underestimate, and then be startled by to silence and respectful fear) and

[secret_kracken]

You know I'm relieved to hear you loved this, as I hadn't really planned on The Tempest being the play I was going to use or setting the story...where it's set, as it were, for that matter. I was going to use Hamlet and shoot for a historical stand-alone, something in Shakespeare's own time or shortly thereafter, but I sat down and re-read The Tempest once I'd watched the Julie Taymor film version again, and that scene between Prospero and Ariel stopped my heart with all of its potential subtext when handed to our favorite couple. So: it had to happen.

Little things, like the gift quilt from Madame Tracy, and Crowley's pickiness about fibers (one I share). And his fondness for bad TV. Picturing him tousled and sleepy-warm is far, far too lovely - no wonder Aziraphale couldn't resist.

I'm picky about fibers, too; won't wear anything synthetic, don't like blankets that are synthetic, either. As for River Monsters, it's actually a pretty fantastic series, but...well, the piranhas episode. I told you all about that. The autopsy