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  1. Public Bookmark 17

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    A quick, quirky, and occasionally clever fix-it of how Crowley and Aziraphale find each other again, taking on Heaven - and then their own relationship. Plus 80's music. Picks up immediately after S2E6.

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    27 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 65

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    God and Satan are neutralized. The march of destruction has stopped. Now there’s only a universe to restore – if they can suss out how.

    And there’s still unfinished business between them.

    The thoughtful expression hadn’t left him, and that endearing little frown appeared between his pale brows His hands were doing that thing, too, the one where they got into a little bit of a wrestling match. “Crowley, before we try, in case – in case it takes too much of – um – will you do it again? You know, when you – before I went back up to Heaven, and you said we could be an Us, and – ‘

    “Ngk. That – ah – that was wrong of me, angel.”

    “No, it wasn’t.”

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    22 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    Everything ended, and then it went on. Crowley and Aziraphale found themselves back in the bookshop. Everything was as it had been before, yet they soon realized that this was far from the case, and that they were far less alone in their bookshop than expected.

    When I read that it was Gleafer’s birthday, this idea popped into my head; so here is an Azicrow/Slorthany?/Anthoniferal? story featuring overlapping timelines and heaps of dandelions.

     

    "I can prove this is my bookshop,"“ Angel Anthony said, abruptly returning to the subject as he hurried inside to triumphantly produce the ping-pong paddle. Aziraphale let out a breath, looking unmistakably annoyed.
    "So? A ping-pong paddle."
    "You don't play much ping-pong, do you? It's a paddle."
    Aziraphale didn't seem to know quite what to do with that information. Crowley couldn't blame him. He felt the same way. And the other angel didn't miss that, either.

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    18 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 19

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    “Did I say the wrong thing?"

    Aziraphale took a deep breath. He could feel those golden eyes on him, awaiting his answer and Aziraphale almost couldn’t bear to look. When he finally turned after a moment of garnering all the strength left in his body, he choked on his breath. He stared at Crowley; he was vulnerable and open and more beautiful than the heavens themselves were. Aziraphale had dreamed of seeing him so open for so long, but not like this, never like this. It was a sickening reminder of how he looked when Aziraphale left him for heaven, teary-eyed and hanging on the edge. Aziraphale could see the realisation etched on the demon's face, a resolute decision cemented in his mind. Aziraphale swallowed, his throat very dry as he digested what Crowley was asking of him.

    Not this time

    "Yes!" He didn't mean for it to come out as a yell, but it did "Yes, you absolutely did."

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    Aziraphale does not respond kindly to Crowley's suggestion to save the universe.

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    11 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 25

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    He cleared his throat. "Surely you aren't planning on going into Heaven looking like that."

    Crowley's eyebrow shot up in indignation. "Like wot?" he snapped.

    "You're all—" Aziraphale gestured vaguely at his friend's stained jacket and rumpled skinny jeans. (Why hadn't he fixed it with a miracle? He'd clearly spent time on that perfect coif.) "Well. Grubby."

    Crowley scoffed. "You're mocking my homeless aesthetic? How dare you." But there was no real bite to his voice.

     

    OR: they FINALLY communicate without something going wrong. Inspired by the brief scene from the Good Omens 3 trailer when Crowley and Aziraphale are in Heaven.

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    30 May 2026