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Book of Omens by eefaevie for anna_bird
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
03 Feb 2026
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How I image someone would have illuminated their story in the middle ages ❤︎
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my contribution to the 'ineffable forecast' weather-themed prompt! Aziraphale and Crowley share a kiss in space, surrounded by falling stars, under Aziraphale's sheltering wing 🌟
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aziraphale and crowley share a quiet moment at the foot of the garden's apple tree.
drawn for last year's Ineffable Eras zine, Before the Beginning!
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Suddenly I'm holding the world in my arms by eefaevie for DancingThroughLife24
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
30 Dec 2024
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a tender embrace between aziraphale and crowley; a secret santa gift for blue 💙
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I'd like to see you inn me by eefaevie for CartoonMayor
Fandoms: Our Flag Means Death (TV)
31 Dec 2023
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a short comic of a scene from chapter 8 of The Prince and the Pirate for the 2023 Yesties gift exchange ❤️
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The buttons are missing.
“Still… furious.”
“Likewise.”
Three round buttons in a column. One at the top with a pearlescent sheen. One at the bottom, the red almost entirely obscured by grime. And one in the middle with swirls of green and blue representing land and sea.
All gone. Poof. Like they were never there in the first place.
“A total… pillock.”
“It takes one to know one, as… as… as they say.”
The lack of buttons was the first thing Crowley had noticed when he stepped onto the lift.
Well. Not the very first thing.
A lift is as good a place as any for a reunion.
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19 Feb 2026
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Crowley didn’t usually give much thought to his body. It was a glorified meat vessel at the end of the day, something to schlep his big head and demon-y essence from place to place. Whatever external stimuli his corporation happened to be subjected to was none of his business or bother.
When Aziraphale touched him, he was bothered.
[Crowley and Aziraphale discover that keeping their clothes on might just be better than taking them off.]
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The Second Coming is imminent. Aziraphale and Crowley, naturally, spend four days and three nights at a motel in Palm Springs dealing with their own issues.
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Bookmarked by eefaevie
10 Dec 2025
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This work isn't hosted on the Archive so this blurb might not be complete or accurate.
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“Hello?” said Aziraphale, stepping into the flat.
Crowley hadn’t come to the door when he knocked, which wasn’t entirely surprising given that he didn’t know Aziraphale was popping by. In fairness, neither had Aziraphale until a half-hour ago, hemming and hawing before deciding that a little spontaneity never hurt anyone, actually, six millennia of being the least spontaneous creature in all of existence notwithstanding.
“Crowley?” he ventured again, beginning to feel a bit foolish. With a twinge, it occurred to him that Crowley might have a prior engagement, one that didn’t involve him. “Are you home?”
There came a muted thud from down the hallway.
Aziraphale couldn’t say how it happened. Some residual impulsivity from his trip over, perhaps, or a vague sense of concern, or the morbid and wholly inappropriate desire to see the interior of Crowley’s bedroom. No matter the reason, he found himself moving in that direction, rounding the corner—
“Good heavens,” he said, stopping short.
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20 Sep 2025
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Aziraphale finds Crowley in a... surprising position.
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Soho, 1800.
“Did they say why?” said Crowley.
“Change of plans,” Aziraphale replied around a mouthful of chocolate. “I’m apparently needed here, in the bookshop. Battling the, ah.” He swallowed, looking away. “The forces of evil, and what have you.”
“Hungry work,” Crowley said solemnly, offering up the chocolate tin again.
Aziraphale feigned indecision for only a moment, practically wiggling as he leaned in to inspect the array of sweet morsels. “I really shouldn’t,” he said, selecting one from the middle. Crowley watched from behind the relative safety of his glasses, unblinking, as the angel took a bite.
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20 Sep 2025
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Crowley helps Aziraphale with his new bookshop.