Crowley and Aziraphale have known each other for a little while, just a few millennia. But, something is coming, something that has Aziraphale very, very worried. Crowley can't just up and leave no matter if the angel begs and pleads, probably. This is the demon and the angel's first big falling out that will change their lives forever. --- "And, why exactly would I do that?" "Because I," the angel paused. He seemed unsure himself, but it didn't seem to stop his resolve. "Please, it really is frightfully important that you leave. I really do wish I could say what is going on, but if word got out that I'd warned you, well, let's just say it would mean a lot of trouble, possibly for us both." "This wouldn't have anything to do with the pharaoh's second son, would it?" ---

this is based on the Sherlock Holmes books, rather than bbc Sherlock. Trigger warnings include: body horror, homophobia, cringe and Lestrade

A Johnlock fanfiction based on BBC Sherlock in which Sherlock and John solve a case and discover they have feelings for each other. (COMPLETE)

A Good Omens fanfiction set to Soundgarden's song, Black Hole Sun. Crowley has a thing for Aziraphale, but the angel has a hard time believing it. Meanwhile, a certain demonic Duke is out for revenge for the events of a certain Apocalypse-That-Wasn't. Like my other stories, this is slash, putting Crowley and Aziraphale in a romantically charged situation. Don't like, don't read. Furthermore, Soundgarden's lyrics are included purely for reference. I obviously have zero connection to the band and absolutely no vague claim of ownership whatsoever. (For good measure, I'll throw in the fact that I also don't own Good Omens - that prestigious right goes to Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett - but I should think that would be clear already since it is a fanfiction piece.)

A mediocre JohnLock fanfic full of mixed feelings.

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.

They thought it was all over. They thought they'd be left alone. They weren't that lucky. The angels and demons are back for revenge, but the angel and demon won't back down for anything. Even God herself can't stand between them. Perhaps there is a war to come after all. Not between heaven and hell, but between Aziraphale and Crowley, and everyone else. I Do not own characters, the series, book or movie, or any images used. I only take credit for this fanfiction written and any original characters

Sherlock and John have been flat mates for a while at 221B Baker Street. They both have the same secret; they have fallen for the other. Neither would ever think about saying anything about it, in fear it would ruin whatever relationship they already have. Things just happen when you mix boredom and a bit too much to drink.

John is furious and leaves the flat after an argument with Sherlock. A short while after that he wents missing and now Sherlock tries his hardest to get his only friend back. Along the way he discovers that maybe John means more to him than Sherlock had thought. Johnlock

THE ACTUAL TITLE IS WITHIN THE STORY. Crowley hates when Aziraphale is upset. He hates it so much, that he is willing to go against his demonic nature to help the angel feel better. Or, five times that Crowley comforts Aziraphale, and one time Aziraphale comforts Crowley. Aziraphale/Crowley at the end. Hurt/Comfort, angst, fluff, so much fluff, a bit of romance.