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    "I'm Crowley," they managed and started to stick out their hand to shake before thinking better of it and twitching a limp-wristed wave instead. Did you shake hands at an orgy?

    Oyster guy glanced at Crowley all over again, giving them just about the bitchiest, most blatant once-over they'd been subjected to outside the streets of SoHo. They resisted the urge to sneer but couldn't help reflexively slouching so far into one hip they threatened to tip sideways. They knew they looked good. Whatever judgment he reached, though, Crowley couldn't quite read. He simply arranged his expression into a polite smile.

    "My name is Aziraphale," he replied and held out a hand to shake.

    Oh, for fuck's sake.

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    It's Crowley's first time attending a big group event at their new sex club, and they're kind of overwhelmed. Luckily, they're pointed in the direction of a more experienced member to show them the ropes.

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    10 May 2026

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    Aziraphale works to purchase a bookshop space, but currently being a woman-shaped creature has its drawbacks when faced with rude property owners. The most obvious solution is to get Crowley to act as his husband and deal with all that nonsense, of course.

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    05 Apr 2026

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    "I'm in a bit of a pickle, my dear," Aziraphale said over the telephone.

    Crowley was seized by immediate fury. Not even a decade, and they're at it again, he thought viciously. You'd think they'd be embarrassed enough to stay out of things for a few centuries at least, after botching the apocalypse like that.

    "Who's done something to you?" hissed Crowley.

    "Ah," said Aziraphale, in the quiet tone of someone who didn't mean to learn someone else's secrets and was mildly sheepish about it. "This crossword clue -- I'm stuck -- 1980s French fencer, thought you might know. It's eight letters and has a Q in it."

    "Trinquet," Crowley snapped, in the tone of someone who had revealed one of his secrets and was annoyed about it.


    An account pertaining to the cultivation of figs, the ecstasy of St. Theresa of Avila, the ontological uncertainty of mammoths, the nature of temptation, 2001: A Space Odyssey, and the ten years following the end of the world.

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    02 Apr 2026

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    "All right, I know I'm going to regret asking this," Aziraphale says. "What exactly does this wager entail?"

    Crowley grins like the cat that not only got the cream but has absconded with the entire cow. He grabs the bottle and swigs straight from it despite Aziraphale's tut of disapproval.

     "The pot goes to whichever demon can get an angel into bed by the end of the evening."

     AKA The Fic That Tumblr Made Me Write. Heaven and Hell share a corporate party once per millennium. This time someone's had the bright idea of issuing a challenge to the demons of Hell. Crowley has no intention of missing the opportunity; Aziraphale's just enough of a bastard to make him work for it.

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    24 Mar 2026

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    “What did you think would happen?” Crowley demanded. “If you told me? Finding the boy and stopping Armageddon was my idea from the beginning. You had to be talked into it! What did you think I was going to do if you told me you’d found him?”

    “I don’t know!” Aziraphale cried. “You were very keen on killing him—perhaps I thought you would make me do it.”

    “When,” Crowley said, “in the entire course of history, have I ever been able to make you do anything?”


    On the last night of their lives, Crowley and Aziraphale uncover some lies and unleash some truths.

    Aziraphale would give anything to go back and do it differently.

    Crowley will take anything he can get.

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    24 Mar 2026