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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    Aziraphale is here, present for this monumental moment of the Plan—Jesus Christ’s birth! How very exciting! Meaningful! He clings to the feeling of importance as his eyes scour about, flit from place to place, face to face—
     
    and… oh.
     
    Oh dear, dear goodness. 
     
    Nothing prepared him for the moment he recognized one of the wise men.

    “Well, let’s get on with this, shall we?” the youngest, most definitely not human wise man begins. “My name’s Caspar, and fr’ the little guy, I’ve brought-“
     
    “Your name is NOT Caspar!!”

    or: aziraphale partakes a little bit in the birth of Jesus Christ by tending to the stable, helping Mary and Joseph, when soon the three wise men arrive… but one is not what he seems.

    An act of trust must be made.

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    11 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 9

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    11 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark *

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    Anthony J. Crowley isn’t up to much these days.
    In fact, you could almost say his days as a rockstar are pretty much behind him. Rotting in bed all day, with half-written songs plaguing him and no lyrics to speak of, everything points to his career being over for good.
    That is until Maggie, his manager, claims to have found him the perfect lyricist to get him out of his slump. And what better way to get the creative juices flowing than spending a whole month together in a secluded cottage on the Isle of Skye?
    Provided Crowley’s attempts at making the man run for the hills aren’t successful…

    *

    “You wrote these lyrics,” Crowley repeated just to make sure he’d understood correctly. “The lyrics about sucking dick. You wrote them.”
    The stranger wrinkled his nose, a blush appearing on his rounded cheeks. “Well, it’s actually meant to be an exploration of taste and touch as a way to connect with another person, as well as a metaphor for–”
    “Sucking dick,” Crowley completed for him.
    “Mmh,” the man hummed noncommittally, lips pursed in both annoyance and embarrassment.

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    11 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 39

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    1811. Returned to London after the death of his father, infamous rake Anthony ‘Crowley’, Duke of Morningstar, has three months to restore his tattered reputation and secure himself a proper match, on pain of having his title stripped from him.
    Enter the irreproachable Lord Aziraphale, newly minted Viscount Eastgate, who would very much like to discourage his many suitors from lining outside his door in Mayfair so he can go back to enjoying his peaceful existence on the shelf.
    After a chance meeting at a gentlemen’s club, it appears the two may lend each other a helping hand after all. While a fake engagement will not solve their problems once and for all, it should buy them enough time to put their respective affairs in order.
    If only the ultimate goal of their Arrangement would remain as clear and unchanging as it should…

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    09 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 55

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    “The text is right here, I sent it last—“
    Crowley’s heart dropped. Fuck.
    “I’m gonna call you back,” Crowley said, Anathema only managing a, “Crowley what’s—“ before he hung up on her.
    He had indeed sent the text, but not to Anathema.
    Shit shit shit shit.

    Crowley threw his phone back onto the bed and took a step back. Jesus, how drunk had he been?
    Hesitantly, Crowley picked the phone back up and stared at it. Of all the people he could’ve sent that text to, of course it had to have been to Aziraphale.
    Crowley’s face grew hot with embarrassment as the realisation hit that not only had he sent it to Aziraphale, but Aziraphale had replied.

    Or; What do you do when you accidentally text the man you met once, eight years ago?

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    08 Jul 2026