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    Aziraphale keeps a list.

    Islington, caged beneath London (Check the locks upon leaving).
    Raguel, LA (be certain his rent is paid).
    Michael, Heaven, but adores Earth (keep away from bulls).
    Castiel, alternate universe (don't ever go to that horrid place).

    and, lately, Lucifer Morningstar, LA, who seems the sanest of the lot. It's all very confusing.

    Amenadiel, LA, is also on the list, but Aziraphale reported to Amenadiel in the Rebellion and, well, some things are too strange for him even to tolerate.

    Crowley's just tired of flying over the Atlantic. And turns out his boss? Well, he's kind of alright.

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    27 Jul 2021

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  2. Public Bookmark 6

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    Jayce attempts to resolve a cosmic mishap regarding an endless repeat of the day Viktor came to Piltover for the bracken crystal.

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    27 Jun 2021

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    sets my brain on fire (complementary)

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    06 Jun 2021

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    His mind, his body, they have betrayed him. His emotions have ruined him, left him bleeding and begging for oblivion to gods who turned their backs on him long ago. Only raw logic has remained, and the only pure logic that exists is that of a perfect machine.
    His flesh has forsaken him. Viktor will forsake it in kind.

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    13 May 2021

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    When Geralt was a child his mother kissed his forehead, wove flowers in his hair, and let him dance around the campsite they shared with the other druids. He loved dancing, the way his body moved and flowed; he was like water.

    And then she left him in the road, spilled water on his feet, and a faint trail of dust where she and the cart were no longer. And a man came and took Geralt and made him into something new.

    “Were you short? Waifish? Did those witcher mutagens turn you into, you know, the hulking sexy man that you are? At least they gave you such male perfection, what with the stubble and the jaw and the--”

    “Shut up, Jaskier.”

    (Or, Geralt is cursed with a female body during their travels. Only it's not so much a curse as a gift she didn't know she so desperately desired until now.)

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    18 Apr 2021

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