praisethevoid
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Dean is going through the motions once more, it's a very familiar feeling at this point, so he makes peace with it, but it's ok because God is dead and so he had it coming. The days pass just like they should, he and his brother are fine now, and he is choosing this, right? Things are fine now, he eats pie with Sam and drives to their next case, it's all fine.
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Merlin is broken and lost; but yet he copes.
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Post-season-two. Crowley's moping, Aziraphale wants to fix things, and turns out, there's enough blame to go around.
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“You’re being ridiculous.”Crowley very nearly falls over.
Like, actually. He very nearly loses balance for no reason at all and tumbles to the sidewalk next to his car. He’s been playing Aziraphale’s voice in his head for weeks, he’s been trying very hard to drown out the sound of it, in fact, and now suddenly, abruptly—
“What are you doing here,” is all he can think to say. He whirls around, and there he is. On Crowley’s right, standing there like he’d never left. Where he belongs, Crowley’s mind helpfully supplies. He wishes he could punch himself in the brain, knock the thoughts right on out of there.
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Maid of Honour by beerok23
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Terry Pratchett, Good Omens - All Media Types
04 May 2026
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Dick magnet and astrophysicist Anthony J. Crowley has his life all figured out: success in his field, an endless supply of meaningless one-night-stands to fulfill his sexual needs, and Aziraphale Fell – his best friend of twenty-years, only failed-hook-up-in-his-record and favourite person on every known planet – for everything else.
Sure, he’s got his Dark Days like everyone else, and he can’t say “I love you” to anyone that isn’t an animal, and sometimes he feels like there could be more to life than constantly skimming the surface of things, but all in all he’s happy with what he has.
That is until Aziraphale comes back from Scotland and announces out of the blue that he’s engaged to be married and asks Crowley to be his best man slash maid of honour.Among traitorous kilts, feral godmothers, angelic baby goats, and unnervingly perfect fiancés, the very real prospect of Aziraphale’s happiness not including him forces Crowley to reckon with some pretty hard truths he’s been ignoring all his life.
Will he go along with the wedding and carry out his duties as MOH? Or is he brave enough to go after Aziraphale and show him that their happiness is one and the same? And what if it’s too little too late?- Language:
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16 Jun 2026
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in the deafening polar province called You by shineforthee
Fandoms: Interview with the Vampire (TV 2022)
24 Sep 2024
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Daniel is sprawled out across the bed, loose-limbed and lazy, somehow filling all the open space it has to offer and leaving Armand to nestle into the gaps. His cheeks are flushed, blood pooling like it knows what comes next. Maybe it does. Armand was reading about classical conditioning the other day. About dogs who become accustomed to getting food when their handler rings a bell.
Perhaps Daniel is the dog, Armand’s teeth sharp bells reverberating in his veins. Or perhaps Armand is the dog, Daniel’s blood a song rattling in his ears. He has been a dog before. He runs his tongue along the bow of Daniel’s collarbone, gathers the salt-sweat there and imagines what it tastes like because Daniel does.
Armand remembers he loved Daniel, once, and that Daniel loved him. Or a version of them did, at least. It isn't his intention to go back to that, but it's not not his intention, either. Such is the prerogative of an immortal: to hold two contradicting desires simultaneously. If nothing else, it passes the time while he waits for this miserable interview to end.
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08 Jun 2026
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“Rather forward of you,” Aziraphale says, perfectly calm in speech if not in thought.
Crowley's scoff echoes down the line. “Forward? Two nights ago you rode me so hard, you'd think it was the Royal Ascot.”
“Crowley!” Aziraphale slaps a hand to his chest, even if Crowley isn’t there to see it.
“Her Majesty the Queen herself cheering you on and everything.”
That is… an arresting mental image.
“His Majesty, now, remember?” says Aziraphale, lightly chiding. In reality, he is just as put out by the matter. There is something so gloriously refined about a queen regnant. “Unless you're referring to—”
“Camilla? Absolutely not.” Crowley makes a noise like a piece of farm equipment that has run over a tree branch. “Hashtag not my queen.”
“Hash… tag…?”
Aziraphale has catalogued all the little snippets of sound that come from Crowley's mouth, and the ensuing sigh definitely falls into the “fond” category. “Just get your kit off, angel.”
Aziraphale and Crowley have an intimate phone conversation.
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08 Jun 2026
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Their ending is perfect. There is just one thing bothering Crowley now, and its that they never talked about the whole touching thing.
/aka, Crowley is angsting about the s2 kiss, but Aziraphale keeps flirting with him.Bookmarked by praisethevoid
05 Jun 2026