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    Really, a fandom like ours should have its car smut all in one convenient place.

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    The generational highs and lows, trials and tribulations of the Boltcutter Clan based at Citadel, and in particular Furiosa and Max's children Val and Mumble.

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    Max and Furiosa at a small high school in the Pacific North-West.

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    “Isn’t this nice?” says Aziraphale with badly feigned casualness the next time Crowley stops by for a late night drink.

    Crowley is all set to reply, words lined up in his mouth waiting to go, when Aziraphale adds,

    “I mean, all of the books and furniture and bottles of wine and things?”

     

     

    Aziraphale nests. Crowley relearns some crucial facts about angelic courtship rituals.

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    03 Dec 2019

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    “Who would win: Aziraphale or Crowley.”

    “Oh!” Aziraphale startles. “Well—such a question. It’s not as though either of us has engaged in so much as fisticuffs in ages, and one does need to keep up practice with these sorts of things.” His fretting dies abruptly when Crowley cuts over him clearly, baldly: “Aziraphale.”

    Aziraphale’s mouth clicks shut, and he goes so still that the group is forcibly reminded that ethereal beings don’t technically need to breathe, have a heartbeat, or even metabolize energy to exist. Beside him, Crowley’s stiffened up and his lips pull back from his teeth in a toe-curling wince.

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    25 Oct 2019

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    As soon as Aubrey Thyme, psychotherapist, had opened her office door and seen her new client, Anthony J. Crowley, sitting in her waiting area, she was observing and assessing him. At first glance, she paid attention to the following:

    --His clothing was expensive and stylish;
    --He wore very strange but noticeable cologne;
    --His relationship to the seat he occupied could only, very loosely, be described as “sitting;”
    --He looked angry;
    --He was wearing sunglasses.

    What Aubrey Thyme, a professional, thought, upon first seeing her new client was: you’re going to be a fun one, aren’t you?

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    01 Oct 2019

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    Crowley smiled again. It wasn't a polite smile. "Humans are frightfully clever. Especially when it comes to coming up with different types of weaponry. Whereas you lot probably don't even know what kind of chaos and havoc a Nerf Blaster can cause."

    Gabriel mouthed the word 'Nerf Blaster' in contemplation, as if trying to imagine what kind of horrific weapon it was.

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    30 Sep 2019

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    Names had a peculiar sort of power. Naming something formed its nature, in a way. There had been no angel of the eastern gate before the Almighty spoke the name “Aziraphale;” a fallen angel had not become a creeping serpent until he heard the name “Crawly.”

    But nature also informed the connotations of a name. The thousands of cheated merchants, scandalized priests and scathingly-reviewed poets who had uttered the name “Crowley!” in anger throughout the years had given the name its dark and bitter taste.

    Anthonys, however, remained relentlessly ordinary. Anthonys were greengrocers, maths teachers, nervous and lovestruck young men who wore glasses and could hardly speak to the objects of their affections.

    If “Crowley” was ninety percent pure cacao, “Anthony” was at best milk chocolate.

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    29 Sep 2019