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  1. Public Bookmark 33

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    Crowley and Aziraphale go on a stoned adventure for Crowley's fake birthday.

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    09 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    17 May 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 16

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    It’s been six days since Aziraphale and Crowley stopped the second coming from coming. That should have been the hard part. The best way to deal with the mess of themselves in the aftermath would probably be to have a nice long talk about the important things.

    So instead they go to Royal Albert Hall to hear a performance of the concerto that Crowley accidentally kind-of sort-of commissioned from Antonio Vivaldi, and Crowley didn’t really think everything through.

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    29 Apr 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 51

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    With The Arrangement in place and their Head Offices mostly leaving them alone, Crowley and Aziraphale find themselves growing closer than ever. After overcoming so many difficulties and with the whole world to explore, surely nothing could come between them now?

    A Through the Ages fic filled with fluff, friendship and smut. The only problem... nothing lasts forever.

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    27 Apr 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 44

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    Crowley and Aziraphale still meet secretly to try to stop the Second Coming, but they’re not talking, not the way they once did. Words aren’t the only way to communicate all the things that are left unsaid.

    Updated with a new chapter

    You slowly put your hand against mine, our fingertips touching, separated by wood and sin and sacrament.

    I imagine us leaning forward, our lips meeting, kissing open mouthed, surrounded by the heady scent of incense.

    I keep my eyes on you, willing you to offer your mouth to me. There is a quiver in your bottom lip, a softness to your jaw as if you’re about to tip towards me, seeking a blessing from my tongue.

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    20 Jan 2025