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"Don't think your boyfriend in the dark glasses will get you special treatment in Hell," sneers Uriel, and Aziraphale is about to ask what she means by that when he's grabbed from behind, unable to so much as a shout as he's dragged below the concrete, towards the fiery pits.
AU of Episode 4. Hastur and Ligur call to tell Crowley they have something of his. Something Crowley cannot stand to lose.
Bookmarked by mmiamai
07 Dec 2023
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it's affection, always by oopshidaisy
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
26 Jun 2019
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Nobody ever accused Aziraphale of being quick on the uptake.
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15 Oct 2023
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Blank Canvas by Phoenix_Soar for Lychoubi
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
17 May 2020
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Aziraphale doesn’t - couldn’t - know about the centuries’ worth of painstaking sketches Crowley has hidden away, their subject a poorer version of the Angel depicted on the wall of the Sistine Chapel, drawn solely from a Demon’s memories.
Because Crowley will never get to see Aziraphale like that.
Certain secrets and truths come spilling out amid a jealous outburst. Crowley fears he has ruined things between them, but when Aziraphale seeks him out later, events unfold in ways Crowley has hardly dared to hope for.
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- Part 2 of We Were in Screaming Colour
Bookmarked by mmiamai
09 Sep 2023
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Ahhh This is so sweet! Thanks so much for such a lovely story!
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in keeping with tradition by Phoenix_Soar
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
14 Nov 2020
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Running into Aziraphale in Rome during the notoriously debauched Festival of Saturnalia gives Crowley the chance he's hardly dared to dream of
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Crowley accidentally invented the New Year's Kiss tradition as an excuse to kiss Aziraphale
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Bookmarked by mmiamai
27 Aug 2023
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“Let’s get lunch,” Crowley said, sauntering into the bookshop one October afternoon, his hair a little windswept and his cheeks a little pink from the chill, “what do you think, Le Café du Marché?”
Whatever it was that was waiting to give inside Aziraphale’s chest snapped like a twig. He didn’t even like French food.
“Crowley,” Aziraphale said, setting down his book with an argumentative slap. “You don’t even like French food.”
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The world hadn’t ended, which was all well and good. If only this had. This, of course, being lunch.
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08 Jul 2023