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Mike moves them so that Will's leaning his weight onto him, Will's shoulder pressed to Mike's chest, positioning Will half on top of him so he isn't fully on the ground.
"Will? Speak to me what's going on?!"
Being closer to the floor makes it clear to Will what's happening, he's the one shaking. His whole body is convulsing.
"Can you hear me??!"
He can, just barely, but Will can't answer him. His tongue feels heavy in his mouth, like it's been injected with led. It's just a slab of useless wet flesh in his mouth.
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In 1983 a boy hides from monsters, trapped in an alternate dimension.
In 1984 a boy is out trick or treating, phasing through reality.
In 1985 a boy climbs a hill, feeling discarded.
In 1986 a boy sits in the back of a van, giving up his love.
In 1987 a boy walks along a grass field, giving in to his love.
Until they all don't anymore.
:Something's not right with Will Byers. Over five separate points in time, simultaneously, Will Byers collapses. Five fall unconscious. Only one awakens, only one is in control.Bookmarked by FaDiasu
04 Jun 2026
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Caught Up in Circles by trashboatprince (RiYuYami)
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
28 May 2026
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It sounds like one of those riddles with no answers, like the fallen tree one, or the heavy boulder. But really, if God is powerful enough to completely rebuild the universe from scratch without Heaven and Hell, does that mean God can’t exist in this universe?
Well, God loves a good riddle, just as much as She loves playing games with the universe. Any of them.
And those two lovers gave Her a very interesting one to play.
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What happens when you take a billions year old universe, housing a loving couple just moving into their little cottage, and give them a chance to see who they truly are or were?
And what happens when who they once were meets who they may or may not become, depending on how the game is played?
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28 May 2026
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Fiasco in Whitehall by BrazilParadise
Fandoms: Sherlock Holmes - Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes (Granada TV 1984), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
23 May 2026
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''My tropical fever was named John Watson. I contracted it on a January afternoon, in the laboratory of a hospital''
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26 May 2026
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Where The Nightingales Should Be by theshoparoundthecorner
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
12 May 2026
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"On a second glance, Aziraphale didn't look all that different--his clothes were frayed at the edges, his shoes scuffed, his bowtie missing--and hang on, was he bleeding?
Crowley wasn't sure how he'd missed the thin trail of blood running down the side of his very-drenched head, but it was all too noticeable now.
He found his voice again. "What are you doing here?"
"Right," Aziraphale said. "Um..." His eyes went unfocused, and he wobbled. Crowley found himself, despite his utter shock at the situation, beginning to worry.
"Aziraphale, what happened to you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You're bleeding."
"I'm what?" Aziraphale reached up and touched the side of his head, eyes widening in surprise at the blood that smeared his fingertips. "Oh. So I am."
"What are you--?"
"Listen," Aziraphale said, "I'm terribly sorry to do this, because I know we aren't talking, but there's something I need to ask of you."
Crowley nodded slowly, his worry growing the more unfocused the angel's eyes became. "And what's that?"
"I'm afraid I need your help," Aziraphale said matter-of-factly, and toppled forward without another word."Completed Fic -- Updating Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays!
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14 May 2026
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Between Stars and Serpents by MrNickLower
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
07 May 2026
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Before he was Crowley, he was Raphael—the Starmaker, the Archangel who questioned what no other dared to question. Before he was merely a Principality, Aziraphale was something far greater, and he carries within him memories he doesn't know how to name: flashes of golden light, the scent of stardust, a voice he can't remember but whose echo makes him weep.
For six thousand years, a demon and an angel orbited each other like two planets with incompatible gravities—too close to ignore, too far to touch. This is the story of that love, which has no name in any angelic or demonic language, which cannot be contained in any human word, which has traversed eras, wars, bonfires, and the near-end of the world.
This is the story of a love that always existed, but took six thousand years to be spoken aloud.
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11 May 2026