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    Barry went still, breath catching in his throat. His eyes, wide and soft, locked on Len's with the same unguarded wonder he'd worn on their first date. Lips parted, like he meant to say something but the words were caught in the net between his ribs. Len had tucked that memory away in the deepest corner of his heart — because that was the moment he'd thought, ah... I'm truly and indefinitely fucked.

    Then the shrill buzz of Barry's phone echoed in the quiet, making him flinch. Len's hand fell away.

    And just like that, the look in Barry's eyes vanished — wiped clean — leaving Len to be nothing but a stranger again.

    Or: Where Barry gets amnesia, Len is partly amused, and they fall in love again.

     

    (Or: Me bending time and space and canon for the narrative of this story because I accidentally went down a ColdFlash-shaped rabbit hole while looking for ArrowFlash friendship fics instead. It takes place across two days because one day wasn't enough for amnesia Barry.)

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    09 Nov 2025

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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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    08 Nov 2025

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    “Sit, sit,” Malika urges, gathering up fistfuls of bandages and hermetically sealed equipment, then depositing them on a nearby crate that stands as a makeshift table. “You are good to come so soon – this could be a terrible infection, all this loose skin.”

    “Bloody hell,” Price mutters, scrubbing at his face with a shift of his feet that broadcasts his desire to pace.

    Kyle clears his throat. “It’s really not so –”

    “Sergeant,” Price barks, glaring hard around the curve of hand parallel to his temple.  “Sit.”

    “Alright,” Kyle says, putting his hands palm out, as he sits down on an aluminum and canvas cot. It’s got him feeling a bit like a dog, sure, but it’s definitely Price going rabid between them. “You got me.”

    The pacing begins about thirty seconds later.

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    07 Nov 2025

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    Across the floor, Aziraphale has stilled.

    ‘Loved love, Augustine,’ Crowley picks up, voice quiet, looking at the red-streaked open palm of his hand. ‘How noble. But what if he couldn’t? Theory. Theory’s one thing, but—ah, has no one ever done it the wrong way? No one envied, loved the wrong thing, for the wrong reason, in the worst of circumstances? Has no one ever hated love? It hurts, doesn’t it? It must hurt. Else what would be the point of all the self-denial.’

    [Aziraphale and Crowley after the Apocalypse, on the brink of becoming something else than they have been, with all the doubts and apprehensions to still approach and work through.]

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    07 Nov 2025

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    Summer that year brings Kirishima Eijirou to Katsuki's front door.

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    31 Oct 2025

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