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    A patron of the pub overhears a bewildering conversation between a grey suit (Gabriel) and a beige suit (Aziraphale) in which their adoring descriptions of their respective goth partners are extremely…concerning.

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    22 Jul 2026

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    After waiting thousands of years Muriel is finally given their first mission on earth. To make humans fall in love. Only one problem. Or several, actually. Muriel isn't all too good at matchmaking. And Hell, for some unknown reason, really wants to steal Cupid's Bow. And er, the Instruction Manual heaven provided Muriel is a little... outdated

    When Muriel shoots Crowley with Cupid's Arrow, Aziraphale is desperate to find a way to reverse it. But Crowley is acting differently than everyone else who was shot by the bow. Perhaps it was because he's a demon. Or was there another reason?

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    22 Jul 2026

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    Crowley has an Instagram account (verified, of course). Weeks after Armageddon was supposed to happen, he posts a selfie that becomes the ultimate office gossip on either side of the celestial plane.

    Get your sustainable refillable water bottle, and gather around the Holy Water Cooler. There's never been celestial gossip this good.

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    22 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 59

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    "My dear.”

    Aziraphale’s hand fell on the top of Crowley’s thigh, far too high up for it to be a benign, comforting action. Crowley tensed, the muscle of his leg clenching beneath his hand. “Pull over, please?” He asked, an instruction hidden between polite, sweet words. A command phrased as a question.

    Crowley's swallowed deeply. “Oh.” He replied, his voice weak. It felt like hours that the demon was lost in a trance, and Aziraphale nearly pulled his hand away and apologized for, apparently, misreading hundreds of years of hints - when Crowley quickly jerked the steering wheel to the right, the Bentley coming to a screeching halt in front of a burning building. For a moment that felt like an eternity, neither moved. Aziraphale stared at Crowley, and Crowley stared out the windscreen.

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    In 1941, Aziraphale and Crowley have sex in the Bentley while London burns around them.

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    19 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 18

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    While sunning himself after hunting prey, Crowley finds something that looks like a human contraption, a compas, but wrapped in what can only be the tentacle of a jelly. A very large jelly at that. Perhaps even another type of merfolk?
    Intrigued, he decides to return the compass to its owner or at least try, given the depths of the ocean.
    When he does meet the owner, he's rather overwhelmed, in more ways than one.

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    19 Jul 2026