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    Six months had passed since the world hadn't ended and life was good. Life was more than good. It was more than nice. Life on Earth, here in his little corner of London, here with Crowley by his side was absolutely wonderful. Until the day that it wasn't. Until Aziraphale walked into Crowley's flat to find his best friend mysteriously discorporated with both Heaven and Hell staying silent on the matter. With Crowley trapped in Hell and Aziraphale unable to reach him, the pair set off to find their way back to each other. They will have to fight against Heaven, Hell, and Time itself to make their way back into each others arms once more.

    This is a full-length story based off the comic by the wonderfully talented Lei_sam. If you have not seen it yet, you need to go check it out. Link in the notes section.

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    "They'll leave us alone, for a bit. If you ask me, both sides are going to use this as breathing space, before the big one."
    "I thought that was the big one."
    "No. For my money, the really big one is going to be all of us against all of them."
    "What? Heaven and Hell against...humanity?"

    The Apocalypse has come and gone, but Heaven and Hell aren't satisfied. They'd tried and failed to enact their revenge once. Perhaps it is time to try a different strategy.

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    They're professors. They're married. Their students don't realise. Cue shenanigans.

    Multiple short arcs with one-shots (and often pauses) between them. Characters continue from one arc to the next.

    Any ambiguity between being human and being occult/ethereal is entirely deliberate.

     

    Note: The author is not affiliated with Neil Gaiman and denounces his activities (see Vulture article)

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    "Look, the whole of London's cracking up," she told him. "I'm finding it hard enough to work as it is without my commute being screwed up by the buses going on strike, and half my books turning into birds. That angel is wrecking everything, but in particular, my life - and you're too busy hating yourself to open your eyes and deal with it. I'm telling you, it has to stop."

    "Is that all still happening?" Crowley said vaguely. "But I found him."

    "Oh my God, you can tell you don't commute," Anathema said. "The buses went on strike, Mr. Crowley."

    "That's perfectly normal for London. You'll learn."

    "You're not listening! Not the drivers, the buses. They're organising - meeting in secret, holding little candlelight vigils. Nobody else really knows what's going on - everyone's just assuming it's, like, general TfL incompetence or something - but it's only a matter of time. So what are you going to do about it?"

    "Er... have they submitted a list of their demands?" Crowley said helplessly.

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    “Well, that was a thing,” Crowley said once they were out of earshot. Without talking about it, they were both heading down the field, towards the lake where the photographer (and likely a few more people from the TV crew) was waiting.

    “That was a wedding,” Aziraphale replied, surprised at his own annoyance that somebody called a wedding a ‘thing’.

    “Yeah, obviously, didn’t miss that part,” Crowley said with a shrug, and waved abruptly in Aziraphale’s general direction. “Neither did you, from the looks of it, since you’re dressed like a wedding bride and everything.”

    “Excuse me, I am a—“ Aziraphale stopped himself, and started over.


    In which Aziraphale ends up marrying a rude stranger who wears sunglasses.

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    12 Jan 2024