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holy water reverence by Addicted2Demons
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
07 Jan 2024
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you are sitting in your car and he has willed himself beside you. you can't stop looking at him, his gaze bouncing between your shaded eyes and the bustling traffic around you but all you see is him. in your car.
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A scene study on the SoHo 1967 scene. Crowley is Feeling quite a bit.
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the choiceless hope in grief by Addicted2Demons
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
26 Oct 2023
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"Don't go."
The words are ripped from him involuntarily, a swelling need rising behind his breastbone and expanding like a balloon at a rapid pace, terrifying him in its intensity.
He wasn't going to say that; it hadn't been a conscious thought, but there the words are anyway, writhing in the air between them, screaming out.
Crowley stops, but doesn't turn, hand poised to turn the knob of the bookshop door, shoulders pulled up to his ears. Guarded. Hurt. Tender, inside, Aziraphale knows. He's always been so tender. A heart he was never supposed to have torn and bleeding in his ragged chest for centuries, possibly millennia.
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Aziraphale has just been kissed by his demon for the first time. He suddenly, desperately, can't let him leave the bookshop without doing it again.
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Hiraeth by Addicted2Demons
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
13 Oct 2023
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Thousands of eyes flash open on the metaphysical plane, searching, searching, there. Oh. Oh, God. The eyes shut and Aziraphale’s hands fly to his mouth, human eyes going wide as he stares ahead, drawn to the black smoke curling towards the darkening sky above. Crowley’s aura is close, far too close, in fact. Just there, in the distance, waves of pain make their steady way to Aziraphale from the rapidly burning farmhouse the patrol had gone off to investigate after learning information of rebels from an informant.
Aziraphale didn’t know. He didn’t know it had been Crowley’s rebels.
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The year is 1921. Crowley and Aziraphale are on opposite sides during the Irish War of Independence, Crowley fighting with the Irish Revolutionary Army for Hell and Aziraphale working as a medic for the British Royal Army for Heaven. Crowley gets hurt and Aziraphale does his best to save his life.
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Anthony J Crowley had been plauged by dreams for much of his life, but it simply never occured to him that they might be true. That was until he met the kindly bookseller who looked far too similar to the man he'd been dreaming about.
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S3 Fix-It where Aziraphale and Crowley start to remember their old life together.
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14 May 2026
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Looking For The Sea by eyeus
Fandoms: The Walking Dead (TV), The Walking Dead & Related Fandoms
01 Oct 2015
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“There was another in our group,” says Rick. “Got separated when our camp was overrun.” He thinks of chestnut-dark hair and eyes the blue of the Chattahoochee in spring, but these aren’t people he knows and this isn’t a poetry class. “Brown hair, blue eyes. Carries a crossbow. You seen him?”
And at Abraham’s who is he to you, Rick says without missing a beat, “He’s my husband.”
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12 May 2026
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Buck has a nightmare on the way home from the tortures of New Mexico. Eddie helps him through it obviously
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12 May 2026
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Eddie helps Buck with his anxiety by “platonically„ offering some cockwarming.
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11 May 2026
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“Buck,” he says, the breath pulling from him in a gasp.
Buck’s eyes snap to him, blown wide and wild. Just like Eddie, he freezes in his step for one lingering moment, one click of a clock’s hand to say: Oh, it’s you. There you are, before he’s moving again.
“Eddie,” Buck says. There’s a red med-bag swinging from his shoulder, the strap slipping further down his arm as he rushes forward. “Jesus– Eddie.”
“That’s me,” Eddie replies weakly, and promptly collapses into Buck’s chest.
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10 May 2026