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    Aziraphale, a lonely anxious bookseller from Soho, walks in St. James park every Wednesday and Sunday.

    For nearly nine months he has had various, wordless, encounters with a very handsome red-haired man with sunglasses.

    They have never spoken, but a strange and lovely intimacy has slowly grown between them as they share the same space, and feed the ravenous ducks by the pond.

    It's all been rather lovely... and then one day... the red-haired man says 'hello.'

    UPDATE: Rated 'E' for chapters 13 and 16, see beginning notes for warnings on all other chapters. Reads as an ACE-friendly story through Chapter 12, though acknowledges the existence of sexuality in earlier chapters.

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    21 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 65

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    Aziraphale’s in Heaven, trying to turn the tide.

    And then, suddenly, he's in a grimy caff, across the table from the demon who walked away.

    And there's unfinished business.

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    20 Jun 2026

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    That’s why you decided to drive a scooter to the Downs? You wanted to break laws?”

    “I planned to trespass, too,” Aziraphale said conspiratorially. “Mr. Haverford’s estate has a lovely view of the ocean.”

    Crowley burst out laughing. He couldn’t help it. But Aziraphale blushed and looked twitchy. “I suppose it would seem funny to you,” he muttered.

    “It’s just… angel, you like being the good one.” He ought to, he’d lorded it over Crowley often enough.

    “I can do unexpected things.” Aziraphale turned to face him. His expression was a strange mix of contemplation and terror: a first-time parachute jumper looking out the open door of the plane.

    “I know that, but you don’t–”

    “And I can go fast,” Aziraphale said. His eyes dropped to Crowley’s lips.

    Crowley’s stomach swooped. “Angel–”

    “I can break rules,” Aziraphale whispered. “Especially the ones that don’t make sense anymore.”

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    14 Jun 2026

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    13 Jun 2026

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    He left Crawly on the wall, pleading care for the exiled humans, and wandered into the desert, alone. When night fell, he made himself a little fire, and sat hugging his knees and thinking about God, and flaming swords, and apples, and apple-red lips. He stared at the fire, worrying his tongue between his teeth and twisting his fingers, and almost didn’t notice the lonely figure approaching out of the moonless shadows to the west.

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    10 Jun 2026