Anthonyjcrowley Stories

Rankings: 2 in #adamyoung on 10/15/2019 6 in #anthonyjcrowley on 9/30/2019 9 in #beelzebub on 10/31/2019 40 in #goodomens on 9/30/2019 Incorrect quotes inspired by Good Omens! Every quote is something someone said that I know personally unless otherwise dedicated. Enjoy!

This short story is inspired by what I saw lately on instagram and other social media related to Good Omens' season 3 and its BTS, particularly, my creative flair was stimulated by the page @tennantism on instagram (love that page with both my body and soul I swear-) (also posted on ao3!!) In this one shot, Crowley's still dealing with the sense of emptiness that seems to be haunting him ever since Aziraphale left him for Heaven. While he tries to handle his contrasting feelings, something unexpected happens. Someone, a familiar face enters the bookshop, and meets his gaze. And perhaps, this time a nightingale might be singing in Berkley Square.

yeah um just gonna do some fluff or just dorky short story things when I'm bored, bc I'm feeling really unmotivated for my current novelish fanfic prob gonna change the cover to, I'm just making this so that I remember to do these sometimes also in my opinion, ineffable husbands is the perfect Ace relationship, so no smut or anything, it really makes me uncomfortable, especially for these characters ttyl gays🏳️‍🌈 AUs: descriptions are in the part labeled 'AU folder' almost omens-🕒 vanished omens-🌫 magic omens-🔮

November 1975, London. An opportunity, a glimpse of something different. A chance, to escape. A pair of captivating eyes, And a presence who stole other's. A journey, A life. It would be foolish to not accept. Descriptions are overrated. Hope you enjoy!

Aziraphale gifts Crowley a plant.

Historia hecha en colaboración con @AnaAM2000 (Twitter) ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ La historia se centra en Warlock y su única mejor amiga, la niña quien en el undécimo cumpleaños del chico insulto al mago de la fiesta. Ginger y Warlock tendrían un encuentro nuevamente, cinco años después de haber interpretado a Nanny Ashtoreth y Hermano Francis para su ahora fracasado plan de cuidar al anticristo, con el ángel y el demonio la última semana de la tierra como se conoce, ósea, en el fin de los tiempos y esta vez en sus formas más reales o comunes. Los cuatro, sin muchas más opciones, unirán fuerzas para detener el fin del mundo. Así, se embarcan en este inusual equipo que marcará el resto de sus vidas.

When 14 year old Amen walked into a quaint little bookshop in Soho London before work they did not expect what was about to happen. In the next few hours they would become a mix of an angel and a demon and become immortal. Aziraphale and Crowley didn't know they would become so attached to this random kid but when they realized it they knew they were in for a wild adventure. Ineffable husbands later in the story.

Memes arent mine unless I say💫🖤

"I'm evil incarnate, though I'm not even that. Cast out of Heaven because I'm a lousy angel. Hell doesn't want me because I'm not even good at being bad. I'm just NOTHING incarnate." . . AKA a Crowley study.

Until they're to be collected by their respective bosses for when they- or at least Aziraphale- are to be "playing with fyre", Aziraphale and Crowley must get through a night and part of a Sunday afternoon inhabiting each other's bodies. My grand re-entry to Wattpad 🤷‍♀️ Fine me on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/users/Willowfern

Just a summary what comes to my mind. Mostly Aziracrow but sometimes even OC. As always: English is not my main language, so please excuse any errors.

As Aziraphale struggles to come to terms with missing Crowley, the Metatron suggests he use one of heavens gadgets the 'stargazer' machine which can simulate any situation Aziraphale can dream up. In an attempt to practice his apology, Aziraphale gets stuck in a loop of rejection from his demon. Finally when he solves the apology equation he is so happy, he starts to forget its a simulation and nothing is real. As the simulation sucks out Aziraphales life force to stay working, Crowley is back on Earth struggling with hallucinations of his angel, haunting him at all hours. Will Aziraphale be able to tell reality from imagination or will he get stuck in the fake paradise? Will he be able to say goodbye to a perfect life to save himself or will he let himself die just to stay with the simulations version of Crowley? And if they do see each other again, can they both find their way back to fact instead of fiction? This story is finished and not rated mature but if we really feel like we want one, I can write a spicy chapter at the very end. lmk and tell me how yall wanna end this! Hope you enjoy ;).

" 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, 𝔩𝔲𝔳. " " 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, 𝔥𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔶. " 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚...𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑥 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑠

i just love them sm. i've been actually obsessed, so i decided to change this from a singular oneshot, to a collection of them as I get back into writing ! (cross-posting from Archive of Our Own, don't judge me lmao)

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

A collection of one-shots based around our favourite angel and demon pairing (Aka Mr A.Z Fell and Mr. Anthony J Crowley) There honestly isn't too much else to say... except for that these will be hopefully much better than the mini fic I wrote not too long ago. Also yes, I am aware that I'm kind of late to this. Like, I watched the show the day it came out and I'm only now moving on my obsession? I mean, the show is still fresh in my mind so hopefully, it will be fresh in yours as well. Enjoy my little one-shots lol. Characters belong to the Good Omens franchise and everyone apart of it. I did not create these characters. Cover is made by me with the help of some fire clip art and a picture of David and Michael

A Good Omens microfic compilation. Featuring stories such as "You Could Make A Religion Out Of This (please don't)", "Knock Knock, Get The Door, It's Religion", and many more!

January 24, 2009 Dean's birthday Dean keeps his dreams in secret, he thinks they are too weird. But his younger brother Sammy, on another hand knows Dean better than anyone else and prepared an extraordinary gift for him...a trip to 70s. In a world like theirs, anything is possible...

"You really want me to say it?" The angel was still staring, opened his mouth, closed it again. This wasn't a good idea. Not at all. It was probably the worst idea he'd ever had, and bad ideas were kinda his profession. Saying just one more word would be a terrible terrible mistake, he knew it. Because one word would possibly lead to another. And another. And another. For a moment, Crowley considered if maybe he shouldn't have become literate at all in the first place. Well, screw it, too late now. Then it dawned to him that he could simply choose not to let the words out he'd unfortunately learned. Yeah. Sure. Of course. Easy peasy. Just don't say it. His mouth seemed to have different plans.