written by / full credit to: emmagrant01 on ao3 They'd never talked about sex in the year they'd known each other. Well, that wasn't quite correct: Sherlock had never said a word about sex; John had bemoaned his personal dearth of it on many occasions.

Vague update schedule, unrelated stories. I usually update every few months but sometimes I get busy. If you see that this hasn't been updated in 3 months dont worry! That's just how I work. 1) I'm Set Free: Aziraphale finds himself distracted by a certain demon, and Crowley finds out that he likes having his hair touched 2) This Thing Called Love: Love is in the air and so is frustration. Crowley gets upset and takes a five-day nap, waking only to hang out with Aziraphale and visit The Them [I have never seen titanic it has nothing to do with it] 3) Champagne?: Crowley is dining alone tonight when he gets some company from a stranger he wishes would leave him be 4) Aziraphale Loves: Aziraphale is a lover many things in life, books, good wine, Crowley, wearing sensible shoes, people, but Aziraphale also loves food, and he just happens to have a poorly timed craving for crepes. 5) Crowley Shrugged: The pair had been talking and sipping expensive wine, during their conversation they had started talking about wings and flying, then Aziraphale had stated that he hadn't used his wings in a few hundred years, which had bewildered Crowley 6) Tight Pants: Aziraphale and Crowley go out to dinner and Aziraphale gets jealous when someone invites Crowley back to their flat. Snake!Crowley and wings 7) just an announcement 8) dancing in the rain: Dancing in the rain isn't always ideal, even though it's always quite romantic. A little boy pointed and said 'look, mummy, they're in love' this made Crowley smile and wave at the boy (I've run out of room)

Aziraphale x Crowley Requests are open (if anyone even requests anything) I DON'T DO SMUT!! [Cover is not mine]

Our story begins again, or rather continues, a few months after the world explosion escaped and just before the beginning of new problems. It continues with an angel and a demon who, by saving the earth, have created new bonds not only with humans but also between the darker factions of heaven and hell.

6,000 years ago, a demon fell for an angel. After the Apocalypse doesn't happen, he remembers six millennia of tentative friendship, daring rescues and growing love. Now there may not be any reasons left not to be in love. If you've read any of my other Ineffable Husbands fic, you probably know what to expect: pining, kissing, history, bickering, humour, angst, lust, music, poetry, ridiculously expensive hotels, Dagon being Crowley's line manager, and a happy ending. Art (including my cover) by the wonderful loni_caprifolicum and Tamsly, made especially for this fic for Good Omens Big Bang 2019. Please respect their ownership of their art.

Crowley and Aziraphale go through what is most likely their most daring, life-risking, but nice and accurate adventure. But is trouble the only thing that's brewing?

After the near end of the world, Aziraphale and Crowley decide that they are happier when together and make the big decision to move in together, which ultimately leads to a romance that has been building up for centuries.

Armageddon is over, and the angel and demon are going back to a normal (?!!!) life. All is tickety boo, until Crowley, in a surge of impatience, makes Aziraphale sleep at his apartment for the night. Physical encounters, and human friends occur, and soon our ineffable husbands are having to help us humans save the world.... All over again. Saving the world the first time brought the unlikely pair close. Saving Earth a second time will bring them even closer. 🌿💚🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿💚🌿 Best ranking: #2 in GoodOmens Cover by @_WhiteMoonFox_

Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if only a few days ago he had thought Aziraphale was dead. Our side. It would be nice, really nice, if there was an *our side.* To be honest with himself, there was nothing in all the universe he wanted more. "I'll pick you up at eight," he repeated to the closed door, and headed back to the flat to take it out on the plants.

2 best friend's who live across the world decide to live together after years of friendship, but little do they know love is in the air. Cover art creds to: squidsnort on Instagram:) I DO NOT OWN ANY ART IN THE STORY, EVERYTHING YOU SEE IS NOT DONE BY ME Some karlnap;) Started January 28th:)