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“Oh, I know!” Stolas said suddenly, snapping his fingers. “You’re that funny little imp that played with me when we were children!” His expression brightened, clearly delighted by his discovery. Then he furrowed his brow. “But, um, what brings you to my daughter’s closet?” As Blitzø looked up at Stolas, lips parted in surprise and eyes wide as he struggled to come up with a response, there was one thought at the very front of his mind:
This wasn’t a joke or a prank. Whatever this was, something got really fucked up. Big time. And he had a feeling that, like always, it was his fault.
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Shortly after Sinsmas, Blitzø accidentally goes back in time to before he stole the grimoire. He convinces Stolas that he's his clown for the day, at least until he figures out how the fuck he got here.
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- Part 1 of From Top to Bottom
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10 Aug 2025
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Striker manages to capture Stolas again, and this time he's a lot more successful. Stolas survives the encounter, barely, and Blitzø promises to watch over him as he recovers.
But something is off, something that has nothing to do with their fight on the full moon, or Verosika's party. Ever since Stolas' run in with Striker, Stolas starts to burn up when he's alone for too long, and it seems like Blitzø is one of the few people who can help him. Was there something in that bullet that Striker shot him with?
As they spend more time together, deciding to try and start over as friends (very affectionate friends), the two of them begin to understand more about their feelings for each other, and dare to ask themselves, 'what if?'
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Let's suffer through the hiatus together and read about Blitzø and Stolas learning how to communicate and care for one another, with a little Stolas and Via communication thrown in as well :')
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07 Jan 2025
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Eyeshine by YellowMustard
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
15 Oct 2023
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Right now, he's pretending to be asleep.
He's doing a piss-poor job of it, even without the bright glint of his eyes giving him away. The breathing is a heavy pantomime; far too weighed-down. Crowley doesn't breathe like that at all when he sleeps; it's quite the opposite. He takes slow, shallow sips of air, as though he's barely drinking in any at all. And his posture is all wrong; he's reclined on the couch in a way he clearly thinks is the way he sleeps; a freeze-frame of the way he walks, loose-limbed and gangly, arms and legs tossed about all over the place. In actuality, Crowley sleeps small. He curls into himself like he's trying to minimise the space he takes up in the world; compact and quiet and unobtrusive as a stone.
Aziraphale knows these things. He has a wealth of experience to draw upon.
(OR: Crowley's eyes do that thing where they look like laser beams in the dark, because I said so.)
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18 Oct 2023
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[podfic] Every Atom Belonging to Me by Annapods for KeeperofSeeds
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)
02 Jul 2019
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Crowley is rendered temporarily mortal after a run-in with a-- Well, it doesn't really matter. What matters is he needs to eat and sleep and do the things humans must do if only for one night. Aziraphale can help with the eating bit, at least.
A cozy, sweet evening with tea, drinks, food, poems, and warm blankets.
00:49:14 :: Written by Triedunture.
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17 Aug 2023
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Godfathers by orphan_account
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
15 Aug 2023
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(based off a Tumblr post by @/azirafuck)
Years had passed. No, maybe it was months-? Crowley didn't remember. He'd spent every waking moment as drunk as he could make himself. When he wasn't drinking, he was sleeping.
He'd missed Aziraphale, feeling utterly betrayed by his angel and shaming himself for not being good enough to keep him on Earth. Now He'd chased him away back to the heavens and he was left to himself.
Like Aziraphale had said, "nothing lasts forever", and Crowley learned that the hard way when Aziraphale turned up on his doorstep with a baby in his arms.Bookmarked by daydreamdrive_005
15 Aug 2023