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Everyone wondering where the Bench went…
Meanwhile Crowley

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https://english.radio.cz/beavers-build-planned-dams-protected-landscape-area-while-local-officials-still-8841536

A beaver colony in the Brdy region has gained overnight fame by building several dams in the Brdy protected landscape area, creating a natural wetland exactly where it was needed. It saved the local authorities 30 million crowns, and has the public cracking jokes about public administration and red tape.
The administration of the Brdy protected landscape area, which had gained approval for the 30 million crown project, was dealing with red tape and seeking the respective building permits from the Vltava River Basin authorities when the dam project was completed almost overnight by a local colony of beavers.
They could not have chosen their location better –erecting the dams on a bypass gully that was built by soldiers in the former military base years ago, so as to drain the area. The revitalization project drafted by environmentalists was supposed to remedy this. Bohumil Fišer, head of the Brdy Protected Landscape Area Administration says Nature took its course and the beavers created the necessary biotope conditions practically overnight.
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Elf: Hi. Stupid question. Is it true that you guys live in trees?
Human: What? No. We live in buildings on the ground. I thought elves lived in trees.
Elf: We also live in buildings on the ground. What?
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Stress Relief for Angels - fic and art!

Stress Relief for Angels: The Impact of Efforts on Productivity, Efficiency and Well-being
When @floofyraptor-art-and-writing came up with the prompt for this I couldn't resist writing it. @eybefioro has done some absolutely fabulous art of Gregory the Angel - make sure you go see the uncenorsed and very NSFW version over at AO3. It's so good! They also came up with the idea for the title because titles are my nemesis. I had so much fun writing this and working with Eybe, I hope you enjoy reading the silliness. I know it's not Azirpahale/Crowley, but I promise you Gregory is a sweetheart and you will love him 😂
Rating: E
Tags: accidental voyeurism, public masturbation, crack
Summary:
Heaven is an awful place and Aziraphale is very much not enjoying his time as Supreme Archangel. No one could blame him for indulging in a little... self pleasure now and then, could they? He really didn't mean to get caught. And he never could have anticipated what happened next.
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With a heavy sigh Aziraphale made his way down to the room containing yet another subdivision of the Recording Department, his footsteps sounding oddly jarring in the empty, echoless corridor. As he drew nearer the threshold of the room, Aziraphale realised it was no longer quite so silent in the corridor. An odd collection of sounds, quiet, but noticeable, was coming from the room itself. It sounded like a lot of people – well, angels he supposed – groaning in pain or moaning in distress. Worried something might be wrong, he hurried forward and entered the room. So unexpected was the sight that met his eyes it took him a while to process what he was seeing. For one bizarre moment he thought he might be dreaming. Then he wondered if his eyes were malfunctioning in some way. Or perhaps his brain had broken. Had Heaven finally driven him mad with its endless white walls and weird echoless corridors?
Find out what Aziraphale saw in the room on AO3
Thank you to the wonderful @kneelbeforeyourdogbabylon for the beta!
@goodomensafterdark
#good omens#good omens fanfic#good omens fanart#good omens fanfiction#aziraphale#gregory the angel#stress relief for angels#what happens when you don't lock your office door in Heaven#supreme archangel aziraphale#my writing
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The bookshop is going to be closed for a while🫢✨

• A Nightingale sang in Berkeley Square • (page 2)
I went crazy drawing all the books (again)😭 Why do I do this to myself?!
Btw, I've hidden so many easter eggs in the bookshelves! Can you spot them all?🤭✨
Bonus: close-ups to help you find them~


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This Hidden Love
My @au-roulette fic that I posted to AO3 yesterday (managed to get in just under the deadline!) I got Historical as one of my au prompts and this is the result.
Chapters: 1/2
Fandom: Good Omens
Rating: E
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley
Characters: Aziraphale, Crowley
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Historical, Fluff, Smut, mention of previous marriage for Crowley, Bisexual Crowley (Good Omens), Gay Aziraphale (Good Omens), Alternate Universe - Victorian, He/Him Pronouns For Aziraphale (Good Omens), He/Him Pronouns For Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Caring Crowley (Good Omens), Top Crowley/Bottom Aziraphale (Good Omens), Service Top Crowley (Good Omens), Top Aziraphale/Bottom Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Has a Large Penis (Good Omens), Crowley is a Sweetheart (Good Omens), to be clear there is no infidelity in this Crowley is a widower when he meets Aziraphale, also Crowley has children but they don't come into the story much
Summary:
Aziraphale had been hired to tutor Crowley's children, but it did not take long for feelings to bloom between the two of them. Though they love each other deeply, it is a love that must forever remain hidden. Still, they make the best of what they have and Aziraphale never has cause to doubt Crowley's love. (Set in 19th century England)
#good omens#good omens fanfic#ineffable husbands#au roulette 2025#human au#historical au#crowley loves aziraphale#aziraphale loves crowley#good omens fanfiction#aziraphale#crowley#my writing#this hidden love#victorian era
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“The Sixth Day”
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My contribution to the @ineffableeraszine “Before the Beginning”! I’m very proud of the details in this one. Style heavily inspired by James Jean.
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This was the first zine I ever participated in, and I’m absolutely honored to be featured alongside such incredible artists and writers. Massive props to the ever-graceful organizer, North. Cheers to all the wonderful people in the Good Omens fandom~!
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"gnc straight man being called a faggot doesn't experience homophobia" what the fuck are you talking about. there's absolutely no logic in anything like that. we have kids who literally killed themselves because of homophobic abuse in schools and you would dare to tell them it isn't homophobia that killed them because they weren't actually gay? insane. and so fucking cruel
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A bit late xmas (kinda) picture... One of my Roman Empires - the Great Christmas Truce of 1914. Of course I couldn't help but imagine the azicrowley in this setting
Their first (and only, as they are sure for many years) meeting, the memory of which they will cherish for ages.
(Please please forgive me historians and all history fans. I diligently studied all the material, and then neglected it for the sake of artistic expression 😭)

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A bit late xmas (kinda) picture... One of my Roman Empires - the Great Christmas Truce of 1914. Of course I couldn't help but imagine the azicrowley in this setting
Their first (and only, as they are sure for many years) meeting, the memory of which they will cherish for ages.
(Please please forgive me historians and all history fans. I diligently studied all the material, and then neglected it for the sake of artistic expression 😭)

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Ineffables at Gomorrah
Edit: it’s golgotha, but i don’t have enough brain to deal with that.
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y’all ever remember something extremely embarrassing and just feel horrible about it
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aziraphale is quiet, then, so crowley keeps his fingers in his hair, combing through the soft white curls, brushing his thumb occasionally along the nape of his neck, and little by little, aziraphale begins to relax. his head grows heavier against crowley’s legs; his shoulders slouch a little. he’s beautiful like this, crowley thinks, and that he would ask it of crowley, this little moment of intimacy, that he would trust crowley with it—it fills crowley’s chest with fire and light, with protectiveness and hope, and with so, so much love. such a towering, star-dazzling love; such a tender, apricot-soft love.
aziraphale’s breathing begins again in that slow, deep rhythm he prefers. crowley feels like every breath is opening something up inside him, carving something open, blurring his vision and making his throat feel thick and hot.
are you all right, dear boy? aziraphale asks, ever so quietly. his hand catches crowley’s out of his hand, pulling it around to kiss his palm.
yeah, crowley answers, because he is, he’s never been so all right in all his eternal life. I love you.
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From @forineffablereasons beautiful soft warm ficlet.
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It turned out that white hair is very difficult to draw. I finish the detailing on the head and start drawing the clothes.
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