Cleopatricus



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    Drift did not deal with Ratchet's death well. Fortunately, neither did Ratchet.

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    There is a trick people do with a mint candy and a bottle of cola which results in a small eruption, and something very like it, for much higher stakes than a laugh in a car park, is about to take place in Aziraphale’s back room.

    Or: what happens when you finally unscrew the cap on a six thousand years of repression, and drop in Valentine’s Day.

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    Aziraphale longs to know the identity of the elusive Scarlet Pimpernel, but Crowley, damn him, keeps getting in the way.

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    27 Apr 2020

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    “Seduction, of course, is an option,” Beelzebub continues, oblivious to Crowley’s broken brain. “We would like to see him fall. How you get there is unimportant.”

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    25 Apr 2020

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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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    Quite possibly the most tender and transcendent romance ever written