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    13 Aug 2021

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    In the bogs and forests across Europe, there lives a spirit. It walks with the legs of a goat, but the head and hands of a man. In days gone by, people worshipped it. They called it many names. They feared and revered it.

    The modern world brought forth the Enlightenment, the Industrial Revolution, and the forgetting of the old ways. As the 20th Century dawned, humanity began to overstep its bounds. Death and tragedy abounded. One soldier, not that different really from all the rest, thought to sacrifice himself to save the world. His body landed in a bog in Ireland. The old god of that land heard and came to answer the groaning of the earth.

    That soldier then stayed. He and the old god, they watched the world grow darker and more violent. They tried to help. Eventually, they did make a difference. Eventually.

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    02 Aug 2021

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    Tony had been out of the country for weeks on SI business, and Peter was having a hard time. He missed him, plain and simple.

    Okay. Maybe not so plain and simple.

    Peter had a rough time in the weeks and months that followed the final defeat of Thanos in the ruins of the Compound. Thrust back into life, only to be forced to fight for the lives of the entire universe for the second time at only sixteen-years-old, and then to be told that his last living relative died in a crash during his five year absence did wonders for his psyche.

    He developed a nasty form of separation anxiety toward his mentor-turned-adoptive-father -- not that Tony fared much better himself -- and his therapist had said it was a side effect of PTSD and that it would get better over time.

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    A small field trip fic to SI where Tony has been out of the country for a few weeks, and Peter isn't handling it well.

    Don't be fooled. This garbage fluff to avoid my other fics that I'm writing

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    01 Aug 2021

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    “I’ll see you tomorrow,” Crowley states, pulling away and heading for the door. “Love you, angel.”

    “I love you too, dear,” Aziraphale calls after him, watching him leave the shop before he locks the door and retires to his upstairs flat for a cup of tea.

    What Aziraphale doesn’t notice is the quiet commotion outside; the quick snatch of a demon as the moon rises over Soho from a familiar set of angels. Despite Crowley’s best efforts, Gabriel and Sandalphon manage to catch him by surprise and drag him away from Earth and towards Heaven, efficiently knocking him out as they take off.

    Or, alternatively: Crowley sees his Mother, and in quick succession, tries to punch the face of God.

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    25 Jul 2021

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    Crowley and Aziraphale think they're entitled to a quiet retirement on Earth. They did just save the whole bleeding universe, you'd think that would earn them a bit of a respite. Well, it seems that the Almighty has a different plan, one involving Lucifer Morningstar of all people, and the whole thing is, just as you'd expect: ineffable.

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    25 Jul 2021