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    He moves without conscious thought, instinct taking over as he lurches forward, grasps Aziraphale by the lapels of his coat, and shoves. Aziraphale moves with him, like they’re dancing and he’s trusting Crowley to lead. They stumble together into the nearest wall and as they collide, Crowley hisses in his face.

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    09 Jun 2026

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    "Yes, exactly. Retire." Aziraphale reaches for the last remaining tartlet brimming with summer berries. "Somewhere along the south coast, perhaps."

    Or: Crowley and Aziraphale learn to move in tandem.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    When lowly tempt-pusher Amphora (formerly of Stairwell 7B North, before she Fell,) gets the notice that end times are nigh, she gleefully quits her job and cancels her Netflix subscription and takes her place among the legions of hell.

    This, it turns out, was a bad plan.

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    08 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 72

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    Crowley finally works up the courage to attend a kink night at one of the sex clubs in the city. He's open to just about anything happening, and he's cautiously optimistic that he might find someone to hook up with or who might possibly indulge him in one of his deepest curiosities: impact play.

    Almost immediately his eye is drawn to a far corner where there sits a wooden, partially padded St Andrew’s Cross and the man standing next to it. Crowley doesn’t consciously choose that corner as his first destination, but he’s heading there in any case, the feeling of eyes, both curious and appraising, landing on him from all angles as he goes.

    When he comes to a stop in front of the X frame, he dips his chin in greeting, trying to think of something to say that isn’t completely idiotic or worse—

    — but the man, looking up at him with a serene sort of expression, beats Crowley to it.

    “Good evening, my dear,” he says, smiling in a way that touches the edges of Crowley’s fluttering heart, sweet but not too sweet. “I’m Aziraphale; I’ve not seen you here before, I don’t think. May I shake your hand?”

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    07 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 49

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    Aziraphale and Crowley navigate the 31st century as husbands.

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    07 Jun 2026