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Flowers for Anthony by Atalan
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
05 Aug 2019
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Crowley didn't look up immediately when he heard the shop door open; he was just in the middle of finishing off a complicated bouquet, and the blasted ribbon was being difficult about things.
"Just a sec," he said, scowling as the end slipped away from him again.
There was a pause. And then a voice, softly, "There you are."
An unusual customer walks into Anthony Crowley's flower shop with a very specific request. AU, series, complete, angst with a happy ending.
(Series Summary: For three centuries, Crowley has been reincarnated over and over as a human with no memory of his past. Aziraphale has tried to find a way to restore him to his true self, but all he seems to do is hurt them both. This time, he only means to steal a brief moment when he walks into Crowley's flower shop. But Crowley can't let it go...)
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- Part 1 of Pray For Us, Icarus
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I forgive you.
Aziraphale watched as Crowley walked out the door. He'd seen the demon walk out of the bookshop a million times, always knowing that he'd walk right back in the same door tomorrow.
This time, the door closed with a stifling sense of irrevocability.
This time, Crowley wasn't just walking out of his bookshop.
This time, Crowley was walking out of his life.
I forgive you.
Foolish. Stupid. Cruel.
Those hadn't been the words sitting at the tip of his tongue. Far from it.
But it didn't matter. Those had been the words he spoke, and he couldn't take them back now.
~oOo~
Or, the one where Aziraphale realises he needs to ask Crowley's forgiveness this time. Meanwhile, Crowley is just trying to make the Bentley stop playing Taylor Swift. -
With Lightning In His Hands by JessariOfErebor
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
05 Aug 2023
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In which Metatron is a backstabbing liar and Aziraphale finds himself in a terrible situation.
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“You aren’t going to touch him,” he snarled. His hands sparked with red lightning and his clothes began to smoke.
“I’m not afraid of you, demon.”
“Oh, you really should be.”
Michael sneered. “You may have discorporated angels, but I’m an archangel. There’s a difference.”
“Let’s find out.”