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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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"Theo what do your grown ups do for work?"
Theo smiles, fidgeting slightly, "My Buck goes to a special house and cooks yummy food for our family and then he helps save people. He's brave like me." Buck watches in confusion as Theo continues to speak.
"My Eddie helps people feel better. He puts big bandaids on people's booboos and has a special bag that fixes people. Like Doc McStuffins!" Theo pauses thinking for a moment, "He keeps my Buck safe too."
Or when Theo's preschool celebrates father's day Buck realizes the role Eddie holds in Theo's life
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24 Jun 2026
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May: it's a weighted voting system, your vote has more weight if you have a queer parent
Denny: so i have the most voting power
Harry: which usually works out because denny is the most sensible of us
May: harry and i get one vote, denny gets two and chris gets an honorary vote
Ravi: why an honorary vote?
Chris: i have a bisexual buck
Denny: duhhhh
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24 Jun 2026
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Off Balance by Anonymous
Fandoms: The Legend of Vox Machina (Cartoon), Critical Role: Campaign 1 - Vox Machina (Web Series)
16 Apr 2026
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Vax has a migraine.
Percy helps.
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- Part 13 of Vox Machina Fics
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22 Jun 2026
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He stands up, because Eddie does not cower from knocks at — he checks his phone — 10:52 PM, even though every true crime podcast his abuela forwards him suggests this is exactly how people end up as a Dateline episode.
He looks through the peephole.
He blinks.
He looks again.
There is a man on his porch. Which, fine, he expected a man. What he did not expect is for the man to be — and Eddie needs a second here, because he’s processing several things simultaneously and doing a poor job with all of them — approximately six foot two, broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, visibly muscular in a way that suggests either a dedicated gym routine or a genetic lottery win or both, and completely, entirely, spectacularly naked.
Except for the potted succulent he's holding in front of his crotch.
Eddie's succulent. From Eddie's porch. The one Chris named Potricia.
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The odds of the universe dropping a naked man on your doorstep are low, but never zero.Bookmarked by Addicted2Demons
18 Jun 2026
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"So." Buck takes another sip of coffee, real slow, savoring the wind-up. He sets the mug down with a soft clink. "Princess."
Eddie closes his eyes.
This is it. This is where they find him face down in his eggs. Chimney's going to have to call Pepa. Pepa is going to be furious. The funeral will be small and Buck better wear something hideous to it, Buck better wear that godawful floral shirt with the parrots, the one Eddie told him was ugly out loud one time two years ago and has been secretly obsessed with ever since, because Eddie deserves the satisfaction of being buried while looking at it.
"Buck." He says it into his toast.
Buck shrugs. "I'm just asking."
"You're not asking. You're enjoying yourself."
"I'm doing both, Eds, I’m versatile."
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Eddie gains a boyfriend, a pair of lace panties, and learns a lot about himself in the span of forty-eight hours.Series
- Part 2 of veni, vidi, vici
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16 Jun 2026