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In which people keep mistaking Crowley and Aziraphale for a couple, and Aziraphale starts to wonder if there might be something to it.
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16 May 2026
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Peter Parker Tries Vlogging (well, what did you think would happen?) by Cassiopei_a
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)
07 May 2026
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“I didn’t know you had—why are you—how did you even find—”
“FRIDAY told me you posted a video with hashtag tony stark,” says Mr. Stark, sounding deeply unimpressed
“I—I thought that just—doesn’t it just say chemistry??”
“Yeah, let’s work on subtlety underoos.”
Or,
Peter starts posting videos on YouTube, and Tony senses an opportunity
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We Forgot Peter by inkinmyheartandonthepage
Fandom Marvel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
20 May 2026
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NOW WITH ART!!
Sanctum
1. A sacred or holy place
2. An inviolably private place or retreatHarry wished Severus had drawn blood. Wished he’d made a scar. A token to take with him into war, like the scratches he’d left on Severus’ back after the hearing. He almost scoffed to think of that, now. The Governors. Lupin. The snatchers. Fools, all of them. As if anything on earth could keep Severus from him now. Severus himself had said it, ages ago. No grave, no pyre, not even the end of the world. Not even the falling sky. Nothing.
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02 Apr 2026
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Supervisory Special Agent Doctor Spencer Reid, possessor of three PhD's, an IQ of 187, and an eidetic memory, was undeniably a massive dork.
His tie was perpetually crooked, his sweater vest collection unnecessarily vast, and his hair in a permanent state of rebellion.
He didn't shake hands with strangers, he didn't have a good track record with kids or animals, with a few notable exceptions, and he was more likely to spout statistics than socially acceptable small talk.
His idea of a good time was to read ten books over the course of a day from the safety of his own couch and in perfect solitude.
In essence, he was a 60 year-old genius stuffed unceremoniously into the uncoordinated vessel of a lanky 20-something. Not, according to his admittedly limited understanding of human attraction, precisely a "catch."
So why on God's green earth did Aaron Hotchner keep looking at him like that?