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    “You’re kind,” Crowley said with another small laugh. Aziraphale looked over at him. His gaze softened. “Y’know, people like that sort of thing. Kind people.”

    Aziraphale nodded. Crowley felt something strange stirring in his stomach, and he wondered if perhaps he’d had a little too much to drink. He was beginning to get the urge to do something stupid. To reach forward and take the angel’s hand. To trace the lines of his smile, and the creases of his eyes, and memorize what he looked like in case it was a long while before they saw each other again.

    Whoa now, said the only logical part of his brain he had left, maybe it’s time to sober up.

     

    Five times Crowley gave Aziraphale a gift on Valentine's Day, and one time it was the other way around.

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    30 May 2026

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    "On a second glance, Aziraphale didn't look all that different--his clothes were frayed at the edges, his shoes scuffed, his bowtie missing--and hang on, was he bleeding?
    Crowley wasn't sure how he'd missed the thin trail of blood running down the side of his very-drenched head, but it was all too noticeable now.
    He found his voice again. "What are you doing here?"
    "Right," Aziraphale said. "Um..." His eyes went unfocused, and he wobbled. Crowley found himself, despite his utter shock at the situation, beginning to worry.
    "Aziraphale, what happened to you?"
    "What do you mean?"
    "You're bleeding."
    "I'm what?" Aziraphale reached up and touched the side of his head, eyes widening in surprise at the blood that smeared his fingertips. "Oh. So I am."
    "What are you--?"
    "Listen," Aziraphale said, "I'm terribly sorry to do this, because I know we aren't talking, but there's something I need to ask of you."
    Crowley nodded slowly, his worry growing the more unfocused the angel's eyes became. "And what's that?"
    "I'm afraid I need your help," Aziraphale said matter-of-factly, and toppled forward without another word."

    Completed Fic -- Updating Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays!

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    30 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 94

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    Crowley and Aziraphale didn’t deserve the “Season 3” Good Omens Finale. Neither did the world. The duo finds a way through the Garden and Book of Life to a happy ending.

    May it bring comfort to the afflicted.

    (Canon-compliant until 01:26:00 of S3, then diverges in a way that is compliant with the full canon up to that point.)

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    14 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 14

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    "I never thought the Almighty would let us have this," Aziraphale trailed his hands down Crowley's arms as a reminder of his reality, his unquestionable solid presence.

    "The Almighty? No, angel, They didn't do this," Crowley laughed, amused. "We did."

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    14 May 2026

  5. Rec 17

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    It's Aziraphale and Crowley’s first Christmas in the South Downs, and it is simply perfect.

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    22 Dec 2025