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I wrote this:
Their Satanic Majesties Request
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thilia
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Crowley/Aziraphale
Request: Crowley/Aziraphale, AU - or not? Crowley is a rockstar, Aziraphale is his groupie. Any rating. combined with: UST (resolved in the end), getting-together fic rather than established relationship, angst, humour, smoking, drinking, possessiveness, focus on the romance part of the story, plot AND smut, dirty talk, flirting, witty banter, dub-con, seduction, kissing, first time, manipulative bastard!Crowley (but still sweet, in his way)
Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley’s Arrangement stayed in comfortable stasis for a thousand years. It only took one decade to change it forever. (Crowley and Aziraphale do The Sixties--or do The Sixties do them?)
Warnings: Drug use and consensual sex under the influence.
I stumbled a bit over the "groupie" part, and for a long time I struggled with this story, it was all Crowley being a reluctant grumbly rock star, and Aziraphale was barely in it. Eventually, though he found his own ways in -- as he does--and I think he turned out to be very much the backbone of the tale.
This is more or less the 60s AU (sort of) I've been wanting to write for years.
I've had a few people ask me about the 60s rock jokes and references, so I'm putting some notes about that, and some fine mood-setting YouTube videos, behind a cut.
Crowley's Guitar: Fender Stratocaster. As much as it was worth in 1965, it'd be worth even more today; Fender guitars made before the company's sale to CBS in 1965 are widely held to be vastly superior to anything made later.
Pretty Jimmy the Aleister Crowley fanboy: Jimmy Page. He did get his own band and his dragon trousers—and eventually Aleister Crowley's old house! There was a very very well-circulated legend during Led Zeppelin's heyday that he actually did sell his soul to the Devil (and his bandmates' as well).
Fresh-faced folkie with delusions of mysticism: Almost certainly Donovan. I like Donovan, but Crowley didn't.
The Beatles' rather forward manager: Brian Epstein.
Piercing-eyed Marianne, who doesn't want Mars Bars mentioned in her presence: Marianne Faithfull (The legend isn't actually true, but that never stops a good legend.)
Oh right. Brian. Brian Jones of the Rolling Stones. The nice young man who took the trouble to bring that hash all the way from Morocco. Found dead in a swimming pool just a little over a month before this scene takes place.
The guitarist who set his guitar on fire at Monterey, whom Crowley couldn't touch: Jimi Hendrix. The “Are you experienced...not necessarily stoned, but beautiful” line is a reference to a lyric of his.
The woman wailing away on the stage who looked like a tiny doll from a distance, with the huge amplified voice: Janis Joplin.
The psychedelic funk band providing the soundtrack to Crowley and Aziraphale getting experienced: Sly & the Family Stone.
"Dunno why they keep tellin' us not to take the brown acid..." The Woodstock Festival was famous for, among other things, the hilarious PSAs in between bands, preserved for posterity on a documentary that became a cult classic movie that was released the following year. The undesirability of the brown acid circulating was a recurring theme. So were chants of "No rain, no rain!"
A Soundtrack, In Brief:
These are the songs I used as section headers. I tried to find videos of them that would give the best sense of the period!
(It was probably their many inferior imitators, not the Beatles themselves, that Crowley meant when he thought about "the latest idiocy from Liverpool." Probably.)
(I think that if Aziraphale were to really truly love one of the great 60s English bands, it would be the Kinks, far more than the Beatles or the Stones or the Who.)
(Not really one of their top songs, but they never got any more sixties than this.)
(This is actual Woodstock Festival documentary footage, so this is exactly what the music sounded like during that moment. There's a limited in-the-dark crowd shot around 9:42. Yes, you should watch/listen to all 10+ minutes of this, because it's the fuckin' jam.)
More as I remember them. Feel free to ask questions.
I wrote this:
Their Satanic Majesties Request
for
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Crowley/Aziraphale
Request: Crowley/Aziraphale, AU - or not? Crowley is a rockstar, Aziraphale is his groupie. Any rating. combined with: UST (resolved in the end), getting-together fic rather than established relationship, angst, humour, smoking, drinking, possessiveness, focus on the romance part of the story, plot AND smut, dirty talk, flirting, witty banter, dub-con, seduction, kissing, first time, manipulative bastard!Crowley (but still sweet, in his way)
Summary: Aziraphale and Crowley’s Arrangement stayed in comfortable stasis for a thousand years. It only took one decade to change it forever. (Crowley and Aziraphale do The Sixties--or do The Sixties do them?)
Warnings: Drug use and consensual sex under the influence.
I stumbled a bit over the "groupie" part, and for a long time I struggled with this story, it was all Crowley being a reluctant grumbly rock star, and Aziraphale was barely in it. Eventually, though he found his own ways in -- as he does--and I think he turned out to be very much the backbone of the tale.
This is more or less the 60s AU (sort of) I've been wanting to write for years.
I've had a few people ask me about the 60s rock jokes and references, so I'm putting some notes about that, and some fine mood-setting YouTube videos, behind a cut.
Crowley's Guitar: Fender Stratocaster. As much as it was worth in 1965, it'd be worth even more today; Fender guitars made before the company's sale to CBS in 1965 are widely held to be vastly superior to anything made later.
Pretty Jimmy the Aleister Crowley fanboy: Jimmy Page. He did get his own band and his dragon trousers—and eventually Aleister Crowley's old house! There was a very very well-circulated legend during Led Zeppelin's heyday that he actually did sell his soul to the Devil (and his bandmates' as well).
Fresh-faced folkie with delusions of mysticism: Almost certainly Donovan. I like Donovan, but Crowley didn't.
The Beatles' rather forward manager: Brian Epstein.
Piercing-eyed Marianne, who doesn't want Mars Bars mentioned in her presence: Marianne Faithfull (The legend isn't actually true, but that never stops a good legend.)
Oh right. Brian. Brian Jones of the Rolling Stones. The nice young man who took the trouble to bring that hash all the way from Morocco. Found dead in a swimming pool just a little over a month before this scene takes place.
The guitarist who set his guitar on fire at Monterey, whom Crowley couldn't touch: Jimi Hendrix. The “Are you experienced...not necessarily stoned, but beautiful” line is a reference to a lyric of his.
The woman wailing away on the stage who looked like a tiny doll from a distance, with the huge amplified voice: Janis Joplin.
The psychedelic funk band providing the soundtrack to Crowley and Aziraphale getting experienced: Sly & the Family Stone.
"Dunno why they keep tellin' us not to take the brown acid..." The Woodstock Festival was famous for, among other things, the hilarious PSAs in between bands, preserved for posterity on a documentary that became a cult classic movie that was released the following year. The undesirability of the brown acid circulating was a recurring theme. So were chants of "No rain, no rain!"
A Soundtrack, In Brief:
These are the songs I used as section headers. I tried to find videos of them that would give the best sense of the period!
(It was probably their many inferior imitators, not the Beatles themselves, that Crowley meant when he thought about "the latest idiocy from Liverpool." Probably.)
(I think that if Aziraphale were to really truly love one of the great 60s English bands, it would be the Kinks, far more than the Beatles or the Stones or the Who.)
(Not really one of their top songs, but they never got any more sixties than this.)
(This is actual Woodstock Festival documentary footage, so this is exactly what the music sounded like during that moment. There's a limited in-the-dark crowd shot around 9:42. Yes, you should watch/listen to all 10+ minutes of this, because it's the fuckin' jam.)
More as I remember them. Feel free to ask questions.
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Date: 2012-01-10 06:38 am (UTC)I'm a little confused now though; if Brian Jones was dead a month before the hashish scene, howcome Aziraphale rfers to him as if he were alive? Or is that an implication that things might have turned out differently if Aziraphale had been around? (And he kept the hashish for a month?) Or am I misunderstanding something?
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Date: 2012-01-10 06:47 am (UTC)Brian Jones was still alive during the hashish scene - that took place in '68. He died in July 1969, about a month before Woodstock. (Three days before I was born, as it happens. Maybe I'm his reincarnation!)
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Date: 2012-01-10 06:55 am (UTC)Oh! For some reason I kept thinking "this scene" referred to the hashish scene and couldn't find the Oh right. Brian quote there though I remembered reading it and I was so confused. And now I reread the Woodstock scene and that part made me feel doubly sad. And haha, do you sing/play any musical instruments? ;)
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Date: 2012-01-10 07:00 am (UTC)I have no musical talent to speak of, not for lack of trying. (I play several instruments atrociously - Appalachian-style fiddle is the only one I really enjoy). I do love Moroccan music, though! :D
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Date: 2012-01-10 09:55 am (UTC)Aww. Yeah, I can't carry a tune in a bucket and have no idea how I spent a couple of years in the primary school choir. I had to Google the Appalachian-style fiddle, and it sounds interesting! Same with Moroccan music. (I'm more familiar with Tamil songs/music.)
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Date: 2012-01-11 08:40 pm (UTC)And now I'm going to go Google Tamil music - that's an area I know nothing about, and it sounds wonderful. :D
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Date: 2012-01-12 03:33 am (UTC)Tamil music is similar to English music in that there's a wide range and I can generally tell by listening to it which decade/era it was released in (though admittedly we don't have interesting genres like Goth or steampunk). However, pretty much all songs released are from a movie; every Tamil movie is like a musical and independent bands releasing albums is almost unheard of (or if they do, they get zero publicity; I don't hear about it at all here in Singapore). This is an example of the older, more classical type of music/song, with classical dance as well, and I love it. Modern Tamil songs definitely have some Western influence: here are two of my favourites. Usure Pogudhey [context: the movie's inspired by the Ramayana; he kidnapped her to get revenge on her husband, and then he falls for her and she eventually succumbs to Stockholm Syndrome, but at this point still hates him] and Oh Eesa [context: they're searching for a hidden city guarded by both physical and supernatural elements. Also, Eesa is another name for Lord Siva.] If you're interested I could try translating them. :)