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we'll meet again

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based on an amazing comic by @hg-aneh!!!

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wordcount: 642

fandom(s): good omens - terry pratchett

ship(s): aziraphale/crowley

oneshot

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“WHY ARE YOU HERE, AZIRAPHALE?!”

A pair of pitch black wings shot out from behind the former angel.

And Crowley shattered.

Crowley's eyes shot open as soon as he heard the telltale ding! of the bell, signaling someone had entered the bookshop.

He never had customers, the door always remaining locked with the sign flipped to ‘Very Closed’. Muriel had long since left to attend some “heavenly duties”, and the only people who ever checked up on him were Nina and Maggie, though he hardly ever talked when they made their occasional visits. Crowley had been laying his head on his an- Aziraphales desk for who knows how long. Maybe weeks, maybe months. He’d lost count of the days after Nina's last visit, sometime in the early spring. A look outside would reveal that the tree's leaves had begun turning brown and falling.

He looked up, a quiet “oh” leaving his mouth as he realized who was standing before him.

Aziraphale had looked worse than ever. His once pure white outfit issued by Heaven now had been stained with black sulfur, turning into a light gray. The cream colored bowtie he'd been made to wear was loosely hanging around his neck, just barely hanging on. His light tan trousers had turned into a dark brown, the fabric frayed at the edges. It looked like he’d gone through hell and back.

“Oh!” A spark of anger went through the demon, lighting a fire that had long since gone dark, a few weeks after Aziraphale had left. “Well, look who bothered to show up!” Crowley stood, gesturing around with his hands. “The supreme ASSHAT of Heaven!” Crowley moved closer to Aziraphale. “Dirtying his clean little shoes to come and laugh at the pitiful sad demon!” Crowley jerked a thumb at himself, before turning around.

“Oh, poor Crowley! He must be feeling so pathetic all alone!” He used a mocking tone, and turned back around to face Aziraphale, not having taken notice that the angel's eyes were dark and empty. Aziraphale had shown no emotion at all throughout this entire encounter. “Well, the jokes on you.” He stared down at Aziraphale, who merely looked up at him emptily. “I’m better than ever on my own. Just me. A team of myself.” Tears had begun to sting at the corners of Crowley's eyes. He could feel every part of his fragile and bitter heart breaking.

“I DON’T NEED YOU!” He shouted, a scowl replacing his once smug features.

“So, tell me angel.” Tears had begun falling down his cheeks, but Crowley didn’t care. “Why did you come back?!” He raised his voice.

“WHY ARE YOU HERE, AZIRAPHALE?!”

Then a pair of pitch black wings shot out from behind Aziraphale.

And Crowley shattered.

“You-” He breathed, a sense of dread overtaking him. He took a step closer to Aziraphale, and then another one, his rage forgotten. It was then that he noticed that Aziraphale had a blank expression on his face, like he was simply looking through Crowley.

“You…you IDIOT!” Crowley grabbed Aziraphale by his dirty, sooty lapels. “Why, angel? Why did you go back?! Why did you leave?!” Crowley slowly sank down to the ground, the dam breaking, tears falling down his cheeks as a thousand questions of why remained on his tongue, though he knew none of them would be answered. At least, not while his angel was in this state. He just clutched onto his angel, repeating why over and over again.

Crowley didn’t know how long he’d remained like that, but eventually his angel ended up on the floor in front of him. His cries had long since faded into ragged breaths and sniffles. Aziraphale made no move to reach out, to touch Crowley, to hold him, in any way. He simply just sat there on his knees. Then he reached out a hand, cupping Crowley's cheek. And despite himself, Crowley leaned into the touch, as Aziraphale muttered two simple words.

“I’m sorry.”

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obsessed with az looking at the camera like I put him in these situations

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Apparently David Tennant wrote this for a doctor who episode guide and it’s the cutest thing

https://welleyenever.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/11/doctor-who-series-4-specials-foreword-2.jpeg?w=840

girl NOT David Tennant writing doctor who fanfic about himself and himself 💀

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ok bird wtf 😭

trying to get my friend to read Blue Matter. Chat is this accurate?

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USA people! Buy NOTHING Feb 28 2025. Not anything. 24 hours. No spending. Buy the day before or after but nothing. NOTHING. February 28 2025. Not gas. Not milk. Not something on a gaming app. Not a penny spent. (Only option in a crisis is local small mom and pop. Nothing. Else.) Promise me. Commit. 1 day. 1 day to scare the shit out of them that they don't get to follow the bullshit executive orders. They don't get to be cowards. If they do, it costs. It costs.

Then, if you can join me for Phase 2. March 7 2025 thtough March 14 2025? No Amazon. None. 1 week. No orders. Not a single item. Not one ebook. Nothing. 1 week. Just 1.

If you live outside the USA boycott US products on February 28 2025 and stand in solidarity with us and also join us for the week of no Amazon.

Are you with me?

Spread the word.

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USA people! Buy NOTHING Feb 28 2025. Not anything. 24 hours. No spending. Buy the day before or after but nothing. NOTHING. February 28 2025. Not gas. Not milk. Not something on a gaming app. Not a penny spent. (Only option in a crisis is local small mom and pop. Nothing. Else.) Promise me. Commit. 1 day. 1 day to scare the shit out of them that they don't get to follow the bullshit executive orders. They don't get to be cowards. If they do, it costs. It costs.

Then, if you can join me for Phase 2. March 7 2025 thtough March 14 2025? No Amazon. None. 1 week. No orders. Not a single item. Not one ebook. Nothing. 1 week. Just 1.

If you live outside the USA boycott US products on February 28 2025 and stand in solidarity with us and also join us for the week of no Amazon.

Are you with me?

Spread the word.

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one of my top 5 fav fics of all time, go read it and share in this wonderful pain

GOAD Writers Guild Presents: Tethered Ch 21

Written by NegotiationReal6508 on our subreddit

Tethered chapter 21 - The Game

This story is based on artwork by the EXQUISITE @gleafer! If you haven't already, go support her on tumblr and Patreon! I don't want to oversell it... But it will change your LIFE!

CW: gets a bit bloody

Excerpt:

For the remaining nights of Crowley’s visits, Aziraphale was asleep. Nothing Crowley tried could wake him up, including removing the bedspread, and playing a large pair of cymbals next to his head. This last strategy elicited an “Oi! Shut the fuck up!” from somewhere else in the ward. So Crowley focused the rest of his time on devising his exit strategy. It was more useful and less creepy than watching Aziraphale sleep. Instead, he watched the movement of the night guards and hospital staff, memorizing the floor layout, and categorizing possible means of escape from most ideal to last ditch option.

Continue reading on AO3

Or start from chapter 1 - Dies Lunae

This chapter is so named because it contains a little game. I have hidden three references within the narrative. If you can find all three and tell me what they all have in common, you win!

(No prizes, we play for bragging rights.)

Many thanks as always to u/Paperclip_Ninja for being such a lovely and supportive beta reader. And for being an all around kick ass goblin friend!

❤️🧡💛

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type prevs url with your eyes closed in the tags

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I was watching Staged for the first time and :

...Neil Gaiman. If I might add

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General apology to everyone I've been ghosting recently the overstimulation is hitting so hard rn and all communication skills are dead lol

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I'm so tired of the "oh my gosh maybe they'll be turned human!" speculation going on. I hate it I hate it I hate it. It doesn't make sense for them, they are a completely different species! You might as well wish that they would be turned into fish.

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now is when I find out that the 90s gomens movie was going to have Johnny Depp ad crowley and Robin Williams as aziraphale???

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ANF THE HAIR

IT DOESNR LOOK AS DARK AS S2?!?!?

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OH MY GOD HAVE YOU SEEN THE LEAKS ???

THEY ARE FILMING IN EDINBURGH (THERE IS CROWLEY, AZIRAPHALE AND THE METATRON. IN THE VERY SAME ROOM)

I'm litterally going insane, ITS HAPPENING

KTY3KAGEAJGA4KHRAJ4AHLA4HJARGKRAHRAKGRAKARGKARKHRAKGARKHAR

WE ARE SO BACK

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wait wait wait so we've got confirmation of both az and crow being in that bookshop.... are we thinking this is something to do with muriel? or did aziraphale open a second bookshop that neither crowley nor heaven knew about? it doesn't quite seem his style but maybe he had an escape plan?

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THIS IS NOT A DRILLLLLLLLL

HAIR CONFIRMED

FILMING SEEN

AT THIS LIL BOOKSHOP IN EDINBURGH

AZ AND CROWLEY TOGETHER

FHAIZKFJSISLSIDOEOSISOSKDKDK

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could you do patrochilles happy together please?

Sniffles,, ofc..

Exploding them with my mind