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  1. Public Bookmark 1

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    For once, the humans give the angel as good as they get, vis a vis beaming, spilling out exclamations of righteous and groovy, man!

    Aziraphale tips his hat. “Groovy indeed!”

    Crowley stares and stares.

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    It's 1967, and Aziraphale and Crowley have conflicting opinions about acid.

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    16 Jul 2024

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    I would buy back the stars I made in the sky for you, Crowley thinks. I would get a real human job and work however long I'd need to earn enough real human money to bargain with the Almighty for you and your soul. I would give it all to you in pennies and beg you to try to purchase my freedom from hell if it meant I would be enough for you to want me. Name the price and I will find a way to buy your love.

    "Nonsense, angel," Crowley says, grinning. "Consider it my demonic contribution to the ever-increasing crass overcommercialization of this holiday."

     

    Or, Valentine's Days through the ages.

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    29 Jan 2024

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    London is all glitterpunk and angels; Crowley and Aziraphale go to Pride.

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    25 Jan 2024

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  4. Public Bookmark 15

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    Crowley and Aziraphale celebrate the holiday.

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    08 Sep 2023

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    'Bastard,' Crowley said.

    'Oh, I know exactly who my Father is,' Aziraphale said smugly.

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    This remarkable letter of unknown provenance surfaced recently in the cuneiform collection of the University of West Wessex. Addressed to Azirapil from a Mr. “Crawly,” it appears to be begging for the other’s return to Ur from a western journey with another individual, Abiraham. The relationship between the two (brothers? business partners? friends?) is unknown.

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    29 Aug 2023