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    The Doctor can’t move. Can’t speak unless it lets him. This is why he shouldn’t be alone.

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  2. Public Bookmark 33

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    The Doctor and Donna find themselves on a beautiful planet not too different from Earth. However, if you haven't experienced true telepathic connection in a couple centuries, dropping yourself in the middle of a cityful of very powerful telepaths isn't the brightest idea. In the Doctor's defense, he hadn't known that when he landed there. Now, they're back in the TARDIS, and the Doctor has to deal with the fact that his mind is more or less burning.

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  3. Public Bookmark 51

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    He spreads Aziraphale’s legs, rests his chin on the angel’s shoulder, and grins as he looks into the mirror.

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    Aziraphale has gotten himself into a spot of trouble with a cursed book. He's very insistent that Crowley stay away from the bookshop, that he not try and help him. But Crowley has never been very good at doing what he's told. Especially not when Aziraphale is in trouble.

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    31 Dec 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 20

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    "Francis you old brute, will you let me get on with my work, please?" Crowley's voice was laced with affection and laughter, but held just a hint of that old familiar and directive tone.

     

     

    Steel wrapped in rich red velvet, and wielded by a woman who knew exactly what to do with this weapon. It raised the hair on the back of Aziraphale's neck, and he pulled back carefully, heart racing and mouth suddenly dry with desire."

     

    As with all Plenteous Crop fics so far, this can be read as a stand alone fic.

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    29 Dec 2024