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Fresh off a bitter divorce, Aziraphale fabricates a perfect marriage to get hired at a wedding magazine—just a stepping stone on the way to his dream career. It's a foolproof plan, until he needs to produce said husband for the magazine's annual couples retreat.
Enter Crowley, his best friend's mysterious cousin, who agrees, for his own reasons, to play fake husband for a week—no strings attached, no messy complications.
One problem: the more Aziraphale discovers about the real man behind the act, the less fake his feelings become.
Aziraphale thought the hardest part would be fooling everyone else…
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14 Oct 2025
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“You’re staring.”
“Oh dear,” says Aziraphale, completely unapologetic. “How rude of me.”
Crowley begins to smile something slow, bright, and lovely, but he schools it with a bite to his lower lip. Aziraphale thinks of the way he looked two millennia ago, pressed up against the wall with Aziraphale's blessing healing his wounds, the only demon to experience divine ecstasy and live to tell the tale. How Aziraphale's hands itch to do it again, and again, and again. Crowley opens his mouth as if to say something, but then stops and spins around instead to go back to stirring the curry.
“Shut up,” he says to the stove, flustered.
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05 Oct 2025
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Everything’s gone to shit. Aziraphale’s fucked off back to Heaven, and Crowley’s stuck down on Earth with a new angel who asks the most annoying questions, like they’re some kind of divine punishment. Then there’s all the weird dream he’s been having, the same one, over and over. Oh, yeah, and the bookshop’s haunted.
Or,
The shop’s always been able to do what it wants, within reason. There’d been that time in 1973 when it had manifested an extra room to hold Aziraphale’s unexpected stock of National Geographic magazines. Or the time Aziraphale brought in a new copy of Alice in Wonderland and they’d each had to answer a riddle to go down into the wine cellar. But Crowley’s never come across a single locked door in this bookshop in two hundred twenty-four years. It’s just - it’s not done. Something’s up with the shop. There’d been the thing with the jazz music from Crowley’s dream. Crowley’d figured it was just another one of the bookshop’s quirks, although the bookshop’s musical taste tends largely towards classical, naturally enough, with, of course, the exception that any Shostakovich left in the shop too long turns into a copy of Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours.
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04 Oct 2025
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The thing is, it would be easier if Aziraphale hadn’t come back to Earth and begged for it.
But he had.
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03 Oct 2025
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Crowley gets stuck at an American desert hotel in the 1970s. Misery loves company, so he lures Aziraphale out there to keep him company. The trouble, of course, occurs when the other angels and demons show up.
“You gave the archangel Gabriel mescaline?” Aziraphale hisses.
Crowley shrugs. “Seemed like he could use it. Besides, s’not just him. I did all of em.”
“Good Lord. We’ve got to get out of here!” Crowley watches his eyes dart all over the place. Bad, bad. The angel’s gone paranoid. Not that Crowley blames him. Having the collected host of Heaven around while you’re stoned out of your mind - and still work for them - can’t be at all pleasant. Crowley isn’t feeling so hot himself.Featuring artwork by the talented schlgrl.
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03 Oct 2025