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  1. Public Bookmark 24

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    “Do I need to tie your hand up to that headboard?”

    No, she doesn’t. Aziraphale is good. She’s got two fingers nestled deep inside herself, but they haven’t moved, haven’t even twitched, ever since Crowley told her to stop moving.

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    31 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 46

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    After retiring, Asa and Anthony move to the South Downs, far from the fast life of London. On their mantelpiece, amongst framed pictures and decorative knickknacks, a snow globe gathers dust as it slowly goes forgotten.

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    Anathema, my dear girl, do you want one?” Asa asked once Newton was served too.

    “Sure,” she answered in an absent voice.

    “You alright?” Anthony asked.

    “Yeah. Say, where did you get that snow globe?”

    Asa frowned, rubbing his palm at the back of his neck where he could feel his hairs rising up. “What snow globe?” he asked absentmindedly, without looking at her.

    Silence stretched for a few seconds as Ana watched the globe in her hands, barely tilting it to the side, the white powder inside moving slightly. Anthony winced, a little flash of pain poking him behind the eyes. He reached inside his breast pocket for a pair of dark sunglasses, and replaced his normal ones.

    “Never mind,” Anathema said, shaking her head.

    She placed the globe on the mantel and took the cup of tea offered by Asa.

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    17 May 2026

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    LONG fic charting the marauders' time at Hogwarts (and beyond) from Remus' PoV - diversion from canon in that Remus's father died and he was raised in a children's home, and is a bit rough around the edges. Otherwise canon-compliant.
    1971 - 1995

    This IS a wolfstar fic, but incredibly slow burn. Literally years. Long build up but worth it I promise!

    PLEASE DO NOT COPY TO WATTPAD. SERIOUSLY, WHY??

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    (Compiled by amazing reader, JustAnotherPerson)

     DISCLAIMER: I do not support JK Rowling's disgusting transphobic views.

    NOTE: I AM NO LONGER READING OR REPLYING TO COMMENTS ON THIS FIC

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    06 Apr 2026

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    Framed by the soft morning light, sleek hair swept back and pale blue robes not even slightly rumpled, he looks almost inhuman.

    He looks like the last person who should be knocking on Wei Wuxian’s door.

    In which Wei Wuxian is a curse worker secretly searching for a lost dragon, Lan Wangji is his new assistant, and the two things may not be entirely unrelated.

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    05 Mar 2026

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    Aziraphale held out on having a telephone installed in the bookshop until 1921, mostly because Crowley kept badgering her about it, and Aziraphale was still feeling miffed about the fact that Crowley had slept through the telephone’s invention and a great many other things, as well.

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    21 Feb 2026