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It’s new, their relationship — and nobody knows. But truth be told, Rebecca Welton is in love with Ted Lasso in every sense of the word.
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what child is this? by biscuitbatch
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
25 Dec 2024
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“Mal'akh?” Mary asks, tone tinged with hesitation. Aziraphale hums from his place on the ground, fine dust clinging to the hem of his garments.
Before him, Mary stands rigid, her fists tucked at her sides as though she is presenting her case before some court unseen. There’s a palpable weight to her posture, a quiet insistence that her words be heard — not by a lone angel, no — but by the Divine.
“They’ve told me that the mountains will tremble at the moving of his tongue… that the knees of the mightiest kings will bow.”
A brittle laugh bursts from her lips, sharp and unbidden, hanging heavily in the still night air. She pulls deftly at her shawl, the rigidity of her movements betraying her growing turmoil. Aziraphale can only look on as she shifts her weight, bare feet seeking purchase in the richness of the earth as she sways subconsciously, the tightness around her eyes betraying how the movement pulls at her still-tender hips.
“They speak of miraculous things.”
or, The night of Jesus’ birth, Mary has some questions for the angel Aziraphale. In a humble stable in Bethlehem, he struggles with the implications of the Ineffable Plan.
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- Part 1 of salt of the earth
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Her brows raise the second he opens his mouth. “You’re American?”
“Straight outta Kansas,” he nods, grimacing as his wad of napkins does nothing but push liquid around. “That’s the one smack dab in the middle.”
The heat in her gaze softens a touch as she looks at him with curious eyes. “Isn’t that the place from the Wizard of Oz?”
or, And so it was written.
No matter how many universes there may be — a multitude of cosmic entities weaving the fabric of fate itself — Ted Lasso and Rebecca Welton find each other in all of them, in one way or another.
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He doesn’t know who throws the first punch.
All he knows is there’s a sudden uproar in the locker room — clenched hands fisted into teammates jerseys, harsh words and insults flowing like the Thames — and he’s moving before he can stop himself, shoving his way into the fray, when someone’s fist connects solidly with his temple.
Things get a little hazy after that.
or, Rebecca shares some surprising news. Knock to the noggin or not, he’s having a hard time wrappin’ his head around this one.
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He slips when he bursts out of his door and onto Paved Court, the stones slick with the rain that’s roaring down relentlessly. Water rolls down his neck and his t-shirt chafes uncomfortably where it clings to his skin, and he has to push back the hair from his eyes by the time he breaks onto the grass on the Green.
There’s a flash of lightning in the distance, followed by a roll of thunder that reverberates in his bones, and yet somehow the epitome of the raw power of the Gods has nothing on the thundering of his heart in his chest.
Please Lord — not her.
“I’m almost there,” he pants into the receiver. “It’s gonna be okay.”
Jolts of pain flash up his legs with each thundering step, the harsh impact of his footfalls kicking up water when he stumbles through a puddle entrapped in the uneven surface of the sidewalk; he’s never run so fast in his life.
And yet somehow he knows it’s not fast enough.
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salt of the earth by biscuitbatch
Fandom Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
25 Dec 2024
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The water runs brown for a while after he gets in. Jud isn’t one for long showers, but he figured that he had earned this with how these past few days had gone. After all, there would be a noticeable decrease in the church’s water bill if anything. He pushes his head back under the water at the thought, rubbing his hands roughly across his face.
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Jud is having a hard time coping with the recent events at Our Lady of Perpetual Fortitude, but at least he has company.
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12 Oct 2026
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True names have power. It’s a pity that Aziraphale no longer knows his.
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28 Jun 2026
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Forget Me Not by AlatusNora
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
18 Aug 2019
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This was all wrong. Aziraphale could feel it deep within his being. Somehow, all of this was wrong: A sudden shift to a desk job in Heaven, Gabriel’s unreadable looks and fake smiles... He’d been told the job change would be more suited to his style and Aziraphale was too scared to disagree. Besides, he never liked fighting, and who would want to battle demons like Crowley for eternity? Except… Aziraphale doesn’t recognize the name, yet cannot shake the nagging feeling that he should.
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16 Jun 2026
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such selfish prayers by spargelseason
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
29 Dec 2017
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Crowley, while still apparently comatose, had somehow managed to wrap himself so thoroughly around Aziraphale on their way up, that any attempt at dropping him onto the mattress without being pulled down as well proved futile.
And hence, quite defeated, Aziraphale found himself lying in a warm tangle of Crowley and blankets. He felt a little stunned.
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03 Jun 2026
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Truth Is Like Blood Underneath Your Fingernails by sunkissed_berries
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
19 Mar 2026
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It started, as many such cases often did, as a tickle.
Crowley woke up feeling it in the back of his throat the next morning and immediately knew he was fucked.
Not actually, yet; sure, the frog that had leapt and lodged itself between his tonsils and larynx was annoying and scratchy, but he could still ignore it.
He told himself he would find a way to burn it out before it could set up shop.
Yes, he was aware that particular statement went directly against his cold-bloodied reality, yes, that included keeping Aziraphale in the dark about the whole thing and no, Crowley wasn’t prepared to talk about it.
Aziraphale and Crowley moved to their cottage in the South Downs a little over a year ago, and think themselves out of trouble. They’re wrong. Six thousand years is a long time for everything not to happen at least once; and it’s all Crowley’s fault.
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- Part 2 of D'you know what eternity is?
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01 Jun 2026