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    Anthony Crowley, manager of the trendy queer Nightingale Club in Soho, finds himself inexplicably aroused by the appearance of the pastel-clad angel’s arrival on the dancefloor. It doesn’t take Crowley long to woo the angel and take him upstairs to his office.

    Written for the Good Omens After Dark Top!Crowley Rave Event.

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    19 Jul 2026

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    CROWLEY: I try not to make a habit of gratitude, but I must give our appreciation to everyone out there who’s been listening and subscribing to The Ineffable Plan.
    AZIRAPHALE: Ooh, yes, we’ve become quite popular, haven’t we?
    CROWLEY: Yeah, just hit number eight on the advice charts … No advertising at all.
    AZIRAPHALE: Mm. How … miraculous.
    CROWLEY: … Aziraphale. You did not.

     

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    Crowley and Aziraphale are very possibly the people least qualified, on the entire planet, to start up an advice podcast.

    But what else is there to do when the world isn’t ending anytime soon, you’re technically on indefinite sabbatical from your lifelong careers, and you need a plausible excuse to spend more time with your best friend who you’re definitely not, absolutely not, maybe just a little, actually maybe overwhelmingly in love with?

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    19 Jul 2026

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    "Rozy," Brian, the team doctor says, "talk to me, buddy. That puck clipped you pretty good, how’s the pain?"

    Ilya blinks. He clenches his jaw against a wave of nausea. He rests his cheek on the ice, and the cold helps a little.

    "Bad. Very bad." He swallows. "Is Shane here?"

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    or, in the final MTL/BOS game of the year, ilya takes a puck to the head.

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    23 Jan 2026

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    "We're not supposed to be able to do that."

    "What?"

    "Use each other's wands so well... Didn't Ollivander tell you something along those lines when you bought your wand? How many others did you have to try before you found the one that worked right for you?"

    "Quite a few. He said that 'the wand chooses the wizard.'"

    "Or witch. But exactly, Harry. So why is it that our wands don't distinguish between the two of us?"

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    09 Nov 2025

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    Conrad's texts arrive at odd hours, slipping into her phone while she sleeps. Belly's voice notes play in his sterile kitchen as he makes coffee, her laughter bouncing off surfaces too clean, too empty.
    If there are infinite worlds, every version of me chooses you, Belly told him on that speeding train to Brussels, still catching her breath.
    In the spaces between, they create them.

     

    (between Paris and Palo Alto, Belly and Conrad begin a game where they get to choose each other again and again)

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    05 Oct 2025