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    A month has passed since the downfall of Ganon, and the last thing Link is expecting is a prince at his door.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    He can’t do this.

    “Can I—” he bursts, stops, overflows again. “Would it be too terribly forward of me to ask—”

    This is so much. How can small words hold so much? Perhaps he can keep it in, after all. If the words can hold it, maybe he can too. Maybe he won’t crack and rupture.

    Or: After the bus ride back from Tadfield and the erstwhile End of the World, Aziraphale reaches his breaking point.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    "Crowley couldn’t argue with that. He swirled his wine, feeling put out for too many reasons to name. Peevish. He sort of wanted to cry. There was a burning question poised on the tip of his tongue, the kind that might have actually made him burst into flames if he asked it.

    He did not."

    Or: Crowley asks. Eventually.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    "All right, I know I'm going to regret asking this," Aziraphale says. "What exactly does this wager entail?"

    Crowley grins like the cat that not only got the cream but has absconded with the entire cow. He grabs the bottle and swigs straight from it despite Aziraphale's tut of disapproval.

     "The pot goes to whichever demon can get an angel into bed by the end of the evening."

     AKA The Fic That Tumblr Made Me Write. Heaven and Hell share a corporate party once per millennium. This time someone's had the bright idea of issuing a challenge to the demons of Hell. Crowley has no intention of missing the opportunity; Aziraphale's just enough of a bastard to make him work for it.

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    01 Jun 2026

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    At thirty years old, Sanji likes to think he’s doing fine — if you ignore the divorce, the empty apartment, and the fact that his work is the only thing keeping him from falling headfirst into an early midlife crisis.

    So when he walks into his old gym on autopilot after a long trip and finds it replaced by a tattoo studio, he does the only rational thing:

    …committing to a massive piece that’ll cost him a fortune and trap him in close quarters with the unfairly attractive yet impossibly rude artist behind the counter.

    It’s not like it's the worst idea he’s ever had, okay?

    (Though maybe he should’ve gone with the word impulsive tattooed across his arm to stop him from repeating mistakes like this.)

    But when the dreaded session turns into a day of laughter, teasing, and warmth he hasn’t felt in years, he can’t wait to come back.

    A story about the value of found family, learning to love again, and trying to charm your way through life with extravagant food.

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    23 May 2026