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The Ineffable Road Trip by threecheersforpete
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV), Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad, Handyman - AWOLNATION (song)
08 Dec 2019
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...and there was only one bed.
Alternatively titled: a really fluffy slowburn of sorts that nobody asked for, but are getting anyway.
"I know you said no to Alpha Centauri, but I figured that Portland is a bit closer so I thought, uh, you might want to, you know, take a road trip?”
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Introduction to Touch by sheendav
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
08 Dec 2019
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Aziraphale and Crowley survive the Not-Pocalypse and profess their love for one another, but Aziraphale has tremendous anxiety about pursuing a physical relationship with Crowley. He genuinely wishes to move forward, but past fears surrounding touch, intimacy and body image are prohibiting him from acting on what his heart (and corporation) really want. Crowley is ready to go as slowly and carefully as needed to be there for his Angel as they pursue their new "Arrangement" step by careful, sweet step.
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Is this what he wants? He wants Crowley cave in his own chest and hand over his shipwrecked heart? Torn apart and riddled with shrapnel, stinging at the salt from the sea? He’s going to drown here, and his face won’t show a second of it. This isn’t a pond anymore, and he’s not going to take Aziraphale with him. The frothing waters and salted spray are hidden firmly behind his icy set jaw and steely pupils.
Crowley told Aziraphale a lie, so he comes clean. But telling the truth is a bit like pulling loose threads— sometimes the whole thing unravels. -
(Under the) Mistletoe by Arej
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
02 Dec 2019
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Day 1 of the incomparable Drawlight's advent calendar of prompts.
Aziraphale likes to sit, and study, and hear the stories behind each of Crowley's tattoos. Even it turns out he already knows them.
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- Part 3 of Inked Confessions
- Part 1 of Ineffable Advent 2019
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The kiss sinks deep and should suffice for love by KannaOphelia for walkwithursus
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
18 Nov 2019
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The first time they kiss, it's in the middle of the fourteenth bloody century, and Aziraphale is the one who kisses Crowley.
Kissing him abruptly, against the wall of the tavern, in a stinking alleyway, all seeking lips and eager hands pulling his shoulders close even while a thick warm body is pushing him backwards, as if Aziraphale doesn't know which direction to steer him. Crowley, boneless, tries to be and do all things at once, whatever the angel needs of him, snaking his arms around Aziraphale's neck and crowding forwards even as he's pulling him back. It's clumsy and desperate and their lips crush and teeth clash, Crowley's sensitive nostrils are full of beer and stinking water and rotting food and sweet, sweet angel, and it's like nothing Crowley has ever imagined.
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Bentleys and Bathbombs by threecheersforpete
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
03 Nov 2019
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When Crowley realizes how lonely Aziraphale is, he does the one thing he can think of: run the angel a bath.
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World War II is raging; Aziraphale decides to become a field medic.
Crowley thinks that's a really bad idea, so he goes ahead and one-ups the angel with a really bad idea of his own. -
Just Another Autumn by JoyAndOtherStories
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
19 Oct 2019
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He’d gone six millennia circling around the angel, barely ever touching, and that had been fine.
Well, mostly fine. Probably not at all fine, but at any rate, it wasn’t that the desire hadn’t been there, but…well, he hadn’t really let himself feel it. But then Aziraphale had taken his hand on the bus from Tadfield to London, all exhaustion and relief and new-growing terror over what their respective sides might do next, and even though he knew it had just been the desire to hold on to a friend when everything else had slid away and come undone, something had awoken and refused to go back to sleep. The something ranged from a persistently mewing kitten to a starved, roaring lion—he’d tried for a snake metaphor, because that seemed more fitting for him, but frankly, snakes were a good bit easier to manage than whatever this was. Whatever this was needed near-constant supervision.
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(10. Pattern) / Touch my world with your fingertips by Mothfluff
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
10 Oct 2019
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My attempts at an October Challenge, basically using the original Inktober prompts for drabbles.
(Each prompt will be posted as part of a series, not chapters, so I can add tags/characters/ratings/trigger warnings for each instead of the whole she-bang)Prompt 10 - Pattern
The scratching hand slid down, smoothed down his shirt, only to wrinkle it again as it slipped under, a flat palm up and across his back, from tailbone to shoulder blades. “So lovely and soft to the touch.”
“M'not soft.” Crowley mumbled amidst his purr, as the hand on his back once again turned into a claw and slowly scratched along his spine. This time his moan was definitely more than barely audible. He turned and twisted, arching his back, one leg sliding between Aziraphale's, who suddenly felt something absolutely-not-soft pressing against his thigh.
“Oh.”
“...Ignore it.” Crowley was glad his blushing face was still mostly hidden. “Just keep scratching.”Series
- Part 10 of GO-ctober Prompts 2019
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and Pablo Neruda, too by rae_scribbler
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
03 Oct 2019
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When your hands go out,
love, toward mine,
what do they bring me flying?A short fic based on some Pablo Neruda poetry.
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I Slithered Here from Eden (Just to Hide Outside Your Door) by casuallyneurotic
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
16 Sep 2019
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A glimpse at the ever-evolving relationship between our two favorite idiots, through the lense of Crowley's various transformations into his scalier corporation. This fic spans the time just before Warlock and a little after the apoco-wasn't.
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A cold drop of sweat ran down the back of his neck as Crowley opened the wardrobe right next to the one Aziraphale was hiding in. He dragged something heavy out of it and went back to the bed. Aziraphale adjusted his position to get a better view. Oh. He’d seen that thing before.
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After their fight over holy water in 1862, Aziraphale goes to Crowley’s house to apologize. Instead, he ends up witnessing a very private moment.
Two hundred years later, he confesses he didn’t exactly mind. -
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He’s stopped paying attention to exactly what Aziraphale is saying minutes ago, too distracted by the muted motions of his hands. He does his best to maintain eye contact, but he can only control himself for so long. His eyes inevitably drift to the crinkles around Aziraphale’s eyes, the strong bridge of his nose, his sleepy smile, the seam of his lips lightly stained by the burgundy liquor.
He loves nights like these. Both not quite drunk, just a touch tipsy, flushed in the cheeks and a little too earnest. Just enough to chip away at the walls of inhibition. -
Anyone But Him by LollipopCop
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
18 Aug 2019
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They weren't together, so really, Crowley had no right to feel absolutely heartbroken over witnessing Aziraphale having sex with a man, but there he was.
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It takes a little over a month.
Plus six thousand years, give or take. If Aziraphale had let himself think on it, he would have expected it sooner. Six thousand years is an awfully long time but the handful of weeks at the end take much longer.
There are a lot of things he hasn’t let himself think on, it seems. They make themselves known all at once, when Aziraphale stumbles upstairs into the flat above his bookshop to find Crowley sleeping.
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A Place of Our Own by letmetemptyou19
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
09 Aug 2019
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After the fire, Crowley can't get the memory of losing Aziraphale out of his head, and Aziraphale decides to sell the bookshop. His plans to tell Crowley go differently than expected. Lots of tenderness and lots of kisses.
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If you had asked me during my university years whether or not I believed in such things as Heaven or Hell, angels and demons, I would have probably laughed in your face.
But that was before I had moved to Soho, before I had started working at Zira's bookshop and before I had met ... Crowley.
This is a recollection of the events that lead me to believe in the existence of the divine, and the war I had to fight against those forces to save the man I loved.----
So it's a Crowley/Reader, dealing with their love story over the years. There will be adult content but I will put it in separate chapters so you can skip it and read the rest of the story by itself.
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Three Unthwarted Wiles by almaasi
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
05 Aug 2019
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"You see a wile, ya thwart, am I right?"
"Broadly."Yet there are just some demonic wiles that Aziraphale cannot bring himself to oppose.
1. The Suspicious Cocoa
2. Crowley's Plants vs. Mary Poppins
3. One Especially Nefarious Proposition Involving Accidental Slow-Dancing, Moving in Together, and Cuddling -
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Crowley has stopped touching Aziraphale, afraid of being too needy and clingy. Turns out that this was not a good idea.
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The first time they touch, it’s in the Garden of Eden. They’re watching Eve and Adam disappear over the line of the horizon. The humans are facing the endless, sparse expanse of the desert. As it begins to rain, Crawly shifts closer to Aziraphale, and the angel protects him with his wing.
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Or, six thousand years of pining, stolen glances, almost-touches, plummeting towards the inevitable end.