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    It's another Grindr-themed, jealous!Crowley, 6000 year old turbovirgins first time fic! Also featuring very sexually charged hugs and Crowley talking about books.

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    Anthony Crowley has known London longer than London has known him. Every cut-through, cab rank, one-way system, theatre crowd, and hidden churchyard.

    That’s the point of the Knowledge: the grueling, multi-part test every London black cab driver has to pass, thousands of streets and landmarks learned so thoroughly the city lives inside one’s head.
    Crowley passed it years ago.

    But when he falls for Aziraphale Fell, a soft-spoken, waistcoat-wearing examiner he has absolutely no excuse to ever encounter, Crowley does the only reasonable thing — he digs out his old birth certificate, registers under a name he hasn’t used in years, and signs up to fail the Knowledge on purpose.

    Just one Appearance, he tells himself. Answer well, withdraw gracefully, ask the man out, done in twenty minutes.

    Naturally, it doesn’t go that way.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    “It’s a nice idea,” Crowley chirped, grinning a little wider and making the butterflies in Aziraphale’s stomach flutter a little harder. “Except for the part where, you know, monsters aren’t real.”

    Aziraphale smiled with tightly shut lips, hiding the fangs that grew involuntarily sharper behind them. “Of course,” he hurried out with a polite laugh. “Speaking hypothetically, that is.”

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    AZIRAPHALE'S A VAMPIRE AND CROWLEY IS A VAMPIRE HUNTER. ENSUE PINING 👏

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    11 Jun 2026

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    When a heartbroken Crowley gets drunk in St. James’s Park, a kind stranger intervenes before any real harm can come to him, and Crowley is smitten. He dreams of the man, waits for him in the park, and feels as if his heart will break without him. All from one brief encounter.

    In the park late one night, Aziraphale hears a young man crying and it breaks his heart. The heart that he shouldn’t feel at all. He sits with the young man, walks him home, and he is smitten. He dreams of the young man, watches him from the shadows, and wishes he could make him his own. All from one brief encounter.

    Ah, yes. The course of true love never did run smooth.

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    "On a second glance, Aziraphale didn't look all that different--his clothes were frayed at the edges, his shoes scuffed, his bowtie missing--and hang on, was he bleeding?
    Crowley wasn't sure how he'd missed the thin trail of blood running down the side of his very-drenched head, but it was all too noticeable now.
    He found his voice again. "What are you doing here?"
    "Right," Aziraphale said. "Um..." His eyes went unfocused, and he wobbled. Crowley found himself, despite his utter shock at the situation, beginning to worry.
    "Aziraphale, what happened to you?"
    "What do you mean?"
    "You're bleeding."
    "I'm what?" Aziraphale reached up and touched the side of his head, eyes widening in surprise at the blood that smeared his fingertips. "Oh. So I am."
    "What are you--?"
    "Listen," Aziraphale said, "I'm terribly sorry to do this, because I know we aren't talking, but there's something I need to ask of you."
    Crowley nodded slowly, his worry growing the more unfocused the angel's eyes became. "And what's that?"
    "I'm afraid I need your help," Aziraphale said matter-of-factly, and toppled forward without another word."

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    09 Jun 2026