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Happy #Azirafeast day! Have a brownie for your journey this morning.

I started the day realizing I left my laptop at the office and had to leave in a rush to the first bus, I hope your day goes better than mine 😂

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Happy Feast of Aziraphale to all who are celebrating! May you all find comfort, joy and treat yourself, and make sure to spoil someone else too.
I didn’t have much time this year but here’s a quick little art of our favorite demon bringing his angel some chocolates. 🥰 #azirafeast #feastofaziraphale

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Happy #AziraFeast fellow #GoodOmens fans! Tea and cake for our favourite ineffable cuties. #FunWithFunkos #FeastOfAziraphale #AziraFeast2025

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Happy #Azirafeast, everyone!!!
Since this is my first post on here I might as well dedicate this post to our favorite angel!! 📚☕️😇🪽🕊

#feastofaziraphale #ineffablehusbands #goodomens #aziraphale #fanart #goodomensfanart

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Crowley inspected it, then looked back at the angel. “What do you desire? Is it food like this? Or is it something else?”

The room really had grown too hot for comfort. Aziraphale felt a trickle of sweat run between her bosom and a disconcerting light-headedness. “I’m not sure what you mean.” 

After an almost imperceptible hesitation, Crowley tilted the shell towards her mouth and extended her long, flexible, exquisite tongue. Aziraphale hadn’t realized it was forked. She placed the tips under the meat, then lifted the oyster and let it slide down her throat. With a second movement, she again swept her tongue over the interior of the shell, extracting all the remaining juices, swallowing perceptively. She licked clean the mother-of-pearl surface one last time and gently set the shell back to the plate.

“Remarkable,” Aziraphale breathed, staring at the mouth where that impressive tongue had darted.

Crowley inspected it, then looked back at the angel. “What do you desire? Is it food like this? Or is it something else?” The room really had grown too hot for comfort. Aziraphale felt a trickle of sweat run between her bosom and a disconcerting light-headedness. “I’m not sure what you mean.” After an almost imperceptible hesitation, Crowley tilted the shell towards her mouth and extended her long, flexible, exquisite tongue. Aziraphale hadn’t realized it was forked. She placed the tips under the meat, then lifted the oyster and let it slide down her throat. With a second movement, she again swept her tongue over the interior of the shell, extracting all the remaining juices, swallowing perceptively. She licked clean the mother-of-pearl surface one last time and gently set the shell back to the plate. “Remarkable,” Aziraphale breathed, staring at the mouth where that impressive tongue had darted.

Happy #FeastOfAziraphale! Here is a snippet from my older fic Take Me Upon Your Hand, where A+C were woman-shaped throughout history (first up, ancient Rome!) archiveofourown.org/works/273047...

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Aziraphale flourishing a feather boa after his triumphant magical engagement on London’s West End.

Aziraphale flourishing a feather boa after his triumphant magical engagement on London’s West End.

Happy feast day of Aziraphale! May today bring you cocoa, sushi, and dreams of whatever you like best. #azirafeast #feastofaziraphale

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I saved my first post for this, the day of #azirafeast! Happy feast day of Aziraphale my friends, may you enjoy today the fruits of the earth, and of all your labors, and maybe even a temptation or two. #feastofaziraphale #ineffablehusbands #goodomens #aziraphale #fanart

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