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  1. Public Bookmark 7

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    In the inner courtyard of Furin High School stands a single cherry blossom tree- one with vivid pink blossoms that never fade, even in the dead of winter. Some say it's haunted- or perhaps even cursed. Which is why when Nirei Akihiko encounters what's definitely a spirit sitting in its branches, he tries to pretend that he didn't notice them...

    ...and fails. Miserably.

    Now haunted by an evil spirit, Nirei has to navigate Furin- which sounds like a deeply stressful experience that he'd rather have nothing to do with. Except... it almost seems as if the spirit's not as evil as the rumors claim?

    (or: a wind breaker ghost au)

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    19 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 2

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    "Something was wrong with her demon. He was sad—and angry—but mostly sad. Extremely sad. It worried her."

    The Bentley may be a car, but she's the demon Crowley's car and she is determined to fix whatever is wrong between him and his Angel. She just needs a little help from the Bookshop…

    The Bookshop knows they are a shop and probably shouldn't meddle with the affairs of their Angel and his demon—except the Bentley is rather worried. She is just as dramatic as her demonic owner sometimes…

    Can two magical sentient objects fix the rift growing between their beloved Angel And Demon? Can they fix the rift between themselves too?

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    09 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 8

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    Post-canon not fix-it but AU, I guess, where God's just fricked off and Aziraphale and Crowley are still angel and demon.

    A quiet London evening, a rainy bookshop backroom, and a flawlessly caramelized tarte Tatin. Crowley cannot stop staring. Specifically, he cannot stop staring at the soft, rounded, pleasantly stuffed evidence of Aziraphale enjoying said pastry. When Aziraphale boldly calls him out on a millennium-spanning kink, Crowley’s cool-demon facade utterly shatters into panic.

    Or: In which a demon learns that shame is a middle-management emotion, and an angel discovers the absolute joy of being intensely perceived.

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    31 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 12

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    14 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 30

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    “I just… wanted to do good. Create the Heaven I’d been told to love, the one I thought was real from the moment I honed a halo. But I haven’t resided in Heaven for over six thousand years and it’s— it’s so— I can’t believe I’ve forgotten how—”

    “Lonely it is?” Crowley met the angel’s eyes head on, holding himself there for the very first time since Aziraphale’s arrival.

    Aziraphale could hardly breathe beneath the weight of it, the rush of honest attention, and all those years of yearning poured fast to the floodgates. Pounded impatiently at the lock bounded doors. This was the feeling he’d missed. The one he’d wished on and dreamed about and written sonnets over.

    This was everything.

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    07 May 2026