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Castiel Novak doesn't understand why the other doctors in his internship program are so obsessed with his love life.
First, Meg tells him no one believes he really has a boyfriend--they think it's just an excuse to get out of parties and awkward date invitations.
Next, they tease him over his supposed 'crush' on famous actor, Dean Winchester.
If only they knew...
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There’s an incubus on the prowl at a goddamn gay club in Wichita.
In which it’s November again and Chekhov’s gun still hasn’t been fired.
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did it hurt? by ineffxbl
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens - All Media Types
17 May 2026
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crowley sits in a bar and men won't stop hitting on him, but this particular man has a question no one's ever asked him.
Crowley lightly scoffs as another human places a hand on his shoulder. Just as he’s about to pull his glasses down, the human delivers his pickup line.
“Hey, Angel,” The man slurs his words at him, smirking a little, “did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?”
“Alright, that’s a new one.” Crowley puffs air from his lungs as he taps the seat next to him, accepting defeat. “Have a seat.”
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it's high time that you love me, cause you do it so well by mygalfriday (BrinneyFriday)
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
24 Jul 2019
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The looming threat of searing pain and the memory of blood pouring out of his mouth is enough of a deterrent to keep Crowley from ever daring to attempt saying the word Love again but nothing -
not even God Herself -
could stop him from showing it.
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Elena was on her way home from class when she happened to turn her head at just the right moment and saw it through the window of the bookshop.
It being a large, black snake curled up on a chair in the last patches of quickly fading sunlight.
Elena jerked to a stop with a gasp, right in the middle of the pavement. She all but pressed her face to the window, studying the snake curiously. It was quite large, even coiled as it was in its big leather armchair, and although its golden eyes appeared to be open, she could tell that it was probably snoozing. “What a beautiful creature,” Elena said to herself in a hushed, awed voice, and then made the snap decision to go inside the shop for another look.