Is he really the one, if he's not your best friend of 6000 years who professed his love for you in a desperate attempt to stop you from leaving him?
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The Starmaker
"For you shined so brightly that She made you father the stars.
But She does not know how you shine now, greater than before the war.
Don't worry about me, old boy —
Live your life, cry your heart.
I adore you, truly, even when we are apart."
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Heaven is so high up that once you’re there, Aziraphale realizes the only way out is to fall.
In an attempt to stop the apocalypse once more, he steals the Book of Life and Jesus’s soul, placing him back on Earth as Adam’s brother. Now suspended somewhere between falling and fallen, Aziraphale needs help from the only one he can trust to navigate his new life. The same demon he rejected a lifetime ago.
Despite how they parted, Crowley can't turn his back on the aching angel, working through his pain and heartache as they slowly inch towards one another, acting on millennia of bottled-up feelings and desire.
The only problem? Adam’s powers are still alive, and he wants everybody to have their “happy ever after” in his town.
Or else.
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The little shreds of sanity they still had at that point were crushed by the fear of never being able to modify reality again, of never stopping hurting. And it was effective; it had taken those who were still strong and defiant over the edge, drove them to their knees asking for forgiveness.
Not Crowley, though.
He hadn’t begged.
He knew at that point that someone willing to destroy the one who had created the stars and wanted life to thrive wouldn’t listen to a plea coming from the darkest pit.
So Crowley hadn’t begged, instead pointing at the Heavens with his animal snoot, daring them to give him an answer. He hadn't broken down and asked for mercy.
He wouldn’t start doing it now. And he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing his angel do that. This Fall wouldn't be a punishment, wouldn’t make either of them break. He’d make sure of that, he’d protect Aziraphale.
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And what if I said A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square is now the only song the Bentley can play? What then?
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Really love Ineffable Divorce from the perspective of the other shopkeepers... to them, one day, some gorgeous guy showed up naked on Mr. Fell's doorstep and a couple of days later, Mr. Fell had disappeared and so had the naked guy... so the whole neighborhood thinks Aziraphale ran off with Gabriel and that's why the bookshop is now being operated by this odd little person hired by its sad and distracted owner-- Mr. Fell's abandoned ginger goth husband with the gorgeous old car. Nothing has been this juicy on the street in decades...
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