4 Works by IneffableAddiction
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Everything’s Tickety Boo, Right? by IneffableAddiction
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
12 May 2026
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Aziraphale & Crowley’s relationship had always been both marked by amazing strength and fragility. But, at the moment, they had important Things to Do.
After all, the end of the world was not going to stop itself.
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Finding God by IneffableAddiction
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
24 May 2025
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Crowley and Aziraphale independently search for God, who has not talked to anyone for millennia.
Post Season 2, Season 3 speculation. (Ok, wild speculation, or perhaps weird dreams create prophetic stories)
COMPLETE!
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- Part 1 of Finding God
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Is All that has been Found Lost? by IneffableAddiction
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
11 May 2025
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Mr. Fell owns a small bookshop in London. He is content with his quiet life and small group of friends, and enjoys his carefully curated set of interests.
One day, circumstances cause him to cross paths with a redhead that is full of energy, a master of charm and a quite kind person.
How does one’s life change when something new, and potentially wonderful, is introduced?
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The Day After by IneffableAddiction
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
15 May 2024
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“Six thousand years. A sudden storm, a canopy, and a pair of wide blue eyes looking back at me.” He let out a tortured hiss.
The first bottle was now empty, yet only reflecting his own emptiness back at him. He procured another. Perhaps a particularly good red was needed.
Settling back near the desk, he threw one leg over the arm of the chair, while the other stretched out in front of him, taking up far more room than his lanky frame would indicate was possible. Long drinks were taken from the bottle and he was accosted by the memories, while Crowley choked back the emotions that threatened to spill out.
“I gave it away.”
“Let me tempt you…”
“That’s what… friends… are for.”
“I knew you would come through for me. You always do.”
“Oh Crowley, nothing lasts forever.”He had made it through the first half of the bottle when he heard keys rattling in the door.
“And here comes the scrivener,” he sighed. He wasn’t sure if he should be there, but wasn’t in the mood to do anything but remain where he was.