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Feb. 28th, 2023 05:33 pmGood Omens
Be As You've Always Been by![[archiveofourown.org profile]](https://p.dreamwidth.org/b164c54b26e4/-/archiveofourown.org/favicon.ico)
gyzym
In some ways, his entire relationship with Crowley is just a conversation that's been going on for six thousand years, one that's ranged over every topic and idea except those that they, by agreement, Didn't Talk About. And that's beautiful and it's brilliant, of course, but it's difficult, too; it means there are pockets of ground where past disagreements and slights and agonies are buried, ready to explode the minute either one of them steps wrong. Aziraphale thinks the average human, wonderful creatures though they are, would probably melt down into eternal hysterics after the first thousand years or so. Honestly, some days he feels like he might. Long, lovely read in which Aziraphale and Crowley do some thinking and talking after averting the apocalypse.
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Sandman
Misery Loves Company byicarus_chained
Over the course of his life, Hob has been more than well acquainted with despair. Comes with the territory, a bit. Not even immortals have infinite strength. It took some centuries, though, before he became acquainted with Despair. In the flesh, as it were. Is it strange to find a degree of comfort in the personification of abject misery? Probably. But there've been times when she's been there, and that made all the difference. Oh, lovely!
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Be As You've Always Been by
In some ways, his entire relationship with Crowley is just a conversation that's been going on for six thousand years, one that's ranged over every topic and idea except those that they, by agreement, Didn't Talk About. And that's beautiful and it's brilliant, of course, but it's difficult, too; it means there are pockets of ground where past disagreements and slights and agonies are buried, ready to explode the minute either one of them steps wrong. Aziraphale thinks the average human, wonderful creatures though they are, would probably melt down into eternal hysterics after the first thousand years or so. Honestly, some days he feels like he might. Long, lovely read in which Aziraphale and Crowley do some thinking and talking after averting the apocalypse.
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Sandman
Misery Loves Company by
Over the course of his life, Hob has been more than well acquainted with despair. Comes with the territory, a bit. Not even immortals have infinite strength. It took some centuries, though, before he became acquainted with Despair. In the flesh, as it were. Is it strange to find a degree of comfort in the personification of abject misery? Probably. But there've been times when she's been there, and that made all the difference. Oh, lovely!
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