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  1. Public Bookmark 46

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    One week after the world doesn't end, Crowley brings Aziraphale a blueberry muffin.
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    In which two immortals settle into a new normal, Aziraphale can taste love in the food Crowley brings him, and both of them really should have figured out what this meant a lot sooner.

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    21 May 2026

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    For the first time, Aziraphale's body is, well, responding, if you catch my meaning. But it only responds to Crowley.

    Basically a bunch of scenes where Aziraphale is terribly excited about everything sexual congress has to offer.

    Starring: Very Horny Aziraphale and Very Affectionate Crowley

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    20 May 2026

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    There's something wrong with Anthony Crowley.

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    03 Apr 2026

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    God should not have built them with such discrepancy, made them need for love, and long for wholeness, then left them to their own devices.

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    16 Mar 2026

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    “Why did you come here?” Aziraphale interrupts. “Why do you keep doing this?” All the saving, he means, all the chasing after Aziraphale he does. It can’t only be that he’s not keen to endure a replacement. That can’t be it, not anymore. He’s going to get himself in trouble, and then it’ll be Aziraphale’s fault.

    Crowley’s mouth shuts with a click. He shifts uncomfortably in his seat, reaches for the handle of the fork and taps his fingertips against it before setting his hands in his lap.

    When he speaks, it’s very soft. “Don’t you know?” he asks.

    Aziraphale, unnaccustomed to his heart refusing to translate why it throbs with such haste, shakes his head.

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    07 Mar 2026

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    Jesus fucking Christ, he’s in love with Crowley.

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    26 Feb 2026

  7. Public Bookmark 97

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    In the meantime, they’d have their familiar dance; trips to museums and galleries, promenades through the park, evenings in the shop where the world went golden and giddy at the edges.

    Six thousand years, he’d gone without Crowley kissing him. He’d go another six if it meant giving Crowley the world instead.

    [Aziraphale and Crowley have rekindled their old friendship, which is all they want from each other now that the world hasn't ended. Absolutely nothing more. Nothing at all.]

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    12 Feb 2026

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    When Crowley opens the hotel room door and gets a full look at the dom he's hired, his first very uncharitable thought is that this is never going to work.

    It's the beaming smile, the untidy mop of cherubic curls, the rather twee outfit. There's an overall aesthetic of a kindly, gay caricature from a vintage greeting card come to life, and nothing about that lines up with the sort of person Crowley's successfully gone under for before.

    His second thought is that he knows a lot bloody better than to judge someone's ability to dominate him by looks alone, and that he's only being such a hypocritically judgmental dick because his anxiety's got him doomsdaying everything again—which is why he's hired someone to help him achieve his own version of meditation in the first place.

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    Crowley's anxiety is interfering with his kink life so badly that he decides to hire a professional dom to help get him into subspace. It goes horribly until it goes absolutely amazing.

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    12 Jan 2026

  9. Public Bookmark 51

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    Aziraphale felt in every part of him, in the movement of Crowley’s lips, his hands in his hair, he felt the same sentiment that had been brewed by Crowley into a hundred cups of tea, poured into a hundred wine glasses:
    I know how you like it.
    Crowley slipped a tongue between his lips, sweet, decadent, irresistible, and it made Aziraphale’s whole body seem to hum.
    Thank you, dear, this is just how I like it.

     

    (it's a classic "you can stay at my place if you like" fic, like bread & butter for gomens smut <3)

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    08 Jan 2026

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    Crowley lost his sight at twenty-nine. He lost his boyfriend, his career, his will to live. Eighteen months later, he's barely surviving – counting hours until he can drink himself to sleep.

    His neighbour Muriel thinks they're friends. They're wrong. But somehow, they've convinced him to attend a party thrown by the new downstairs neighbour, Aziraphale.
    Reluctantly, he goes. And then he hears a voice that makes him want to be alive again.

    Which is terrifying. Wanting something means risking everything. And Crowley has already lost too much.

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    07 Jan 2026

  11. Public Bookmark 18

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    Somewhere outside the Jeep lay the smoking wreckage of the Bentley and the distinct possibility that Hell was still very displeased with him, but inside there was music and celebration and Aziraphale.

    Crowley wished it could last forever.

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    11 Dec 2025

  12. Public Bookmark 73

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    While walking near his seaside cottage one night, Aziraphale stumbles across an injured man clutching a torn sealskin on the beach. He's read this story before and he knows how it ends, but it's too easy to invite the beautiful stranger into his home and offer to put his mending skills to good use. Maybe the fairytales of love and loss have got it all wrong.

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    03 Nov 2025

  13. Public Bookmark 88

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    One year is nothing more than a blink when your lifetime knows no time limit. Sometimes, however, even two immortals must learn how to live through the changing of the seasons.

    or: Aziraphale and Crowley move into a cottage, find out swimming is just like riding a bicycle, grow a garden in their backyard. Not in this specific order.

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    06 Sep 2025

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    In which Crowley has to stop their first time to share a few important details with Aziraphale.

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    29 Aug 2025

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    "So!" Aziraphale said, plopping himself down in the chair opposite. "Urophilia."

    Crowley glowered at him from behind the safety of his third-best sunglasses and his mug. He hadn't slept last night — he rarely needed to, these days, preferring to spend the time lounging in bed pretending to sleep so that Aziraphale would join him — yet it was somehow still too early for this. "No," he attempted.


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    14 Aug 2025

  16. Public Bookmark 32

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    On a train ride home, Crowley and Aziraphale meet by chance. Intrigued by each other, they decide to disembark in London and wander the city together. As the evening unfolds, they find themselves faced with one ineffable question:

    Can the greatest romance of your life last only one night?

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    14 Aug 2025

  17. Public Bookmark 38

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    Crowley takes the offered hand in his. He rotates it so it’s palm up. Slides two fingers underneath the leather glove, lifting the edge to reveal a snatch of pale wrist. Stroking the skin with his thumb, he follows the blue veins down until they disappear beneath the frilled shirt sleeve. He’d like to trace that lifeline with his tongue. Unfortunately, there's propriety to consider. Crowley peels the glove back and sneaks a chaste kiss on the heart of the man’s palm.

    There—the faint rustle of a long, trembling breath.


    Two strangers (not really) have a chance (or perhaps not-so-chance) encounter at a masquerade ball.

    Maybe this time, things will be different.

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    19 May 2025

  18. Public Bookmark 46

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    Black. White. Black.

    There's a strip of pale skin visible between the bottom of Crowley’s turtleneck and the top of his jeans. Just enough space to fit the width of Aziraphale's little finger.

    Crowley has draped himself across the length of their sofa in a long-limbed sprawl, his head pillowed on Aziraphale's thighs while he naps. A typical Sunday afternoon pose. Aziraphale's hand—the one not holding his book—rests on Crowley's hip. His fingers twitch, drawn towards the gap between the edges of Crowley's clothes.


    While lazing on a Sunday afternoon, Aziraphale takes care of Crowley.

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    21 Mar 2025

  19. Public Bookmark 54

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    14 Mar 2025

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    “Crowley.”

    “Angel.”

    “What's wrong?”

    Crowley fidgets. “You can be really annoying sometimes, you know that." Aziraphale holds his silence. “I’m not… hurt.”

    “But you,” Aziraphale starts, then bites his lip. “You keep… flinching. Is it—has it always…?”

    “What?” Crowley’s face is really so lovingly expressive. “No! No, you—you’re fine. It’s me.”

    “Crowley,” Aziraphale says, exasperated, “explain.”

    “I, er, drank some poison. On accident.”

    “Oh! You should have told me earlier! What is it—do you need—“

    “Aziraphale. I’m not dying. But I,” and he swallows, and falls silent again.

    “Would you like me to guess?”

    “No! How would that be helpful? No.”

    “Well what is it then?”

    Crowley grumbles something. Aziraphale is quickly coming to the end of his very, very long, almost endless patience—he steps forward and grabs Crowley’s wrist and Crowley makes a noise.

    It all goes very still. Aziraphale stays frozen in place, staring at Crowley with wide eyes.

    “Are you,” he starts.

    “You’re not hurting me,” Crowley mumbles, his face in his hands. Aziraphale makes an inquisitive noise. “I said, you’re not hurting me.”

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    27 Jan 2025

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