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Hello all!!! As you may know, I’ve been working on several fics for the Good Omens Big Bang and here’s another one of them!

Learn To Fly by @It-commander-aly

He was an angel without a name and without a title. Mocked and picked on for being small for their kind. It wasn't until God put him into Rafael's care that he began to flourish. And it was Rafael who gave him the most precious gift of all. His name.

Following the Great War in Heaven, the pair finds themselves on opposite sides. Neither having any real clear memories of their time before the Fall, yet still drawn to each other. As if it were part of some great, ineffable plan the Almighty had been playing with since before time...

Hello all!!! I’ve been working on several fics for the Good Omens Big Bang and this is one of them!!

From Eden by @allonsy-gabriel

The first time Mr. Asa Z. Fell met Mr. Anthony J. Crowley, it was the twenty-first of October, 1872, they were both fourteen years old, and the latter boy had just climbed his way up onto Asa’s balcony with a slanted grin and said, “Well, that went down like a lead balloon."

A story about friendships, willow trees, anonymous letters, and discovering love against all odds.

I drew this banner and lined it then @thelegendarypusheen-art coloured it and sent it back so I could add the text \o/

open my heart and let it bleed onto yours by sosobriquet, art by yours truly and closetcellist

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"Well, aren't you unusual?," Aziraphale says to one plant. "Such prickly stems," he adds wonderingly, reaching out to carefully touch his fingers to the thorns. 

The plant bursts joyfully into flower. Soft red blooms nearly drown out the leaves, their color more akin to an especially bold lipstick than, say, the glow of hellfire.

"Oh, how beautiful," Aziraphale says softly, and Crowley forgets for a moment to breathe. He touches the golden center of the flowers gently. "I always have loved this color."