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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    Margaret Thatcher dies, and Rick waits for Vyvyan to make good on a promise from decades prior.

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    04 Nov 2025

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    “Supposedly,” Ed mutters, voice dredged in scorn so thick that if the Swede were around to hear it he'd likely be a snivelling mess, “It's more cost effective and easier to transport if we build it ourselves. Apparently so easy that even Swedish children can do it. Oh, don't worry!” he adds, with a derisive, mad little laugh. “He left instructions!”

    Ed flicks at the parchment with the back of his hand, and, curiously, Stede opens it to find…

    The instructions.

    “...He can't write,” Stede says, realisation dawning.

    “He can't write.”

    (OR: The Swede invents flat pack furniture. Ed isn’t used to failure. Stede is. They get through these trying times together, and maybe have a little sex about it. Heavy on humour, heavy on Big Feelings~)

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    17 Nov 2023

  3. Public Bookmark 88

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    It’s really hard to remember why the fuck he ever wanted to go slow, when Stede’s holding him down and kissing him like he wants to devour him whole.

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    22 Oct 2023

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    Post-season-two. Crowley's moping, Aziraphale wants to fix things, and turns out, there's enough blame to go around.

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    “You’re being ridiculous.”

    Crowley very nearly falls over.

    Like, actually. He very nearly loses balance for no reason at all and tumbles to the sidewalk next to his car. He’s been playing Aziraphale’s voice in his head for weeks, he’s been trying very hard to drown out the sound of it, in fact, and now suddenly, abruptly—

    “What are you doing here,” is all he can think to say. He whirls around, and there he is. On Crowley’s right, standing there like he’d never left. Where he belongs, Crowley’s mind helpfully supplies. He wishes he could punch himself in the brain, knock the thoughts right on out of there.

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    27 Aug 2023

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    They lay stickily, oilily, in a companionable sprawl across the wreck of the bed, and for the first time Crowley understood why the humans enjoyed sleep. He was about to go to sleep himself when Aziraphale sighed next to him, and sat up.

    His hair was flattened on one side and sticking up wildly on the other. There was a small mark like a bruise on his neck that hadn’t been there before. He couldn’t imagine where it had come from, seeing as there had been none of the violence that their respective Head Offices might have expected from an angel and a demon coming into such close contact. Quite the contrary: all he had done to Aziraphale’s neck had been kiss it, at length.

    “Thank you, that was very nice,” Aziraphale said, looking at a spot next to him rather than actually at him. There was a certain prim quality to his voice that wasn’t at all promising.

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    17 Jun 2023