Crowleyxaziraphale Stories

(This is a fanfiction based off of a really good comic by @mis.march on Instagram! 💕) "Don't worry, he'll be fine." The crisp words slashed through the stunned silence in the room with such heat and intensity there wasn't a response. The sentence alone seemed almost comforting, but in the venom behind the words lied an unspoken promise. Crowley's ears flooded with the sound of his racing heart and then took to a loud pitched ring as his eyes trailed up the long legs and slender body to the Angel's face. The pristine lips moved but seemingly no sound came out. His glasses were long forgotten and his deep, citrine eyes pierced into Gabriel like a spear. Crowley's fingers twitched just at the thought of running a long spear through the man and his lips almost tweaked into a smile. When sound rushed him again and sound was put to movement, everything began to stop. Crowley's blood ran colder than ice as his brain finally put together the sentences like two puzzle pieces finally clicking together. "I always did believe death was far too merciful for a.." there was a long pause and suddenly disgust filled the Angel's voice. "demon." He spat the word like saying it filled his mouth with a rancid taste.

Aziraphale, now Supreme Archangel, seeks Crowley's help as plans for the Second Coming threaten to destroy the Universe. How will our Heroes cope? Can Aziraphale and Crowley reconcile and stop the end of everything before it's too late, again? Will they finally Vavoom?! Find out in this Fix-it-Flick for Good Omens Season 3! Mine has plot and a bigger budget. Give it a go. You might like it. Bonus points if you can find all the parallels and references to the original work not to mention the Pride and Prejudice references and Doctor Who easter eggs! And where does that reference at the end come from? If you know, you know! *All characters belong to Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman

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 ;).

• There may be some smut but I will put a warning if there is • Most is fluff • Feel free to request! (ongoing)

Crowley goes through the stages of Grief for over 6 thousand years, finally able to reach Aziraphale's heart again, God gives him another chance. His changes affect Aziraphale in a way neither of them could have foreseen. Contains graphic depictions of injury

This book is basically gonna have random things that i make and about me. This is just a book I'm writing for passing time. Its sorta gonna be like a public diary with random things about me. Also I'll be talking about random events in my life. Its mostly just gonna be me ranting about my thoughts and life. Look, you guys aren't compelled to read this so there is no meaning in complaining about anything.

Filled with fluff, one-shots, and LOTS of ineffable husbands :)

Sick and tired of being frightened straight to Hell every year on Halloween, Aziraphale decides it's time to take action. The entirety of October 31 he attempts to take revenge by pulling all kinds of silly pranks. Surprisingly, scaring his beloved demon isn't as easy as he had imagined ... | Good Omens | Aziraphale x Crowley | one-shot | Halloween |

just crowley being in love with aziraphale. what should I say more we all know them, we all love them don't like it? don't read it best rankings: 01.02.20 #1 crowleyxaziraphale 27.03.20 #1 terrypratchett 18.05.20 #2 innefablehusbands 07.12.19 #5 davidtennant 03.12.19 #4 michaelsheen 21.12.19 #5 aziraphale

This short story (mostly) takes place in Aziraphale's bookshop after he and Crowley's lunch at the Ritz in the finale. The two supernatural entities finally get some things off their chests and try to move on after the apocalypse that wasn't. (This is my own personal headcanon of what goes down after the events of the show. If something seems like it wouldn't really fit in with the canon, don't worry about it, it's just fanfiction.) Word Count: 3,700

Biological family doesn't always mean everything. Biological family can hurt you, break you, mock you, or leave you. Blood doesn't always mean everything. True family isn't defined by blood, but rather by true love that can never be taken or forsaken. Warlock Dowling was more than happy to receive the news that Nanny Ashtoreth and Brother Francis are willing to take him and raise him as their own. Although, he did receive a rather large shock upon learning the identity of his former nanny and gardener. But that doesn't really matter, all that matters is that Warlock has the family he always wanted. With adventures that only God could have though up and romances that have been boiling for centuries, the small little town of Tadfield is in for an awakening that no one expected. And sometimes, the unplanned things are the best.

"𝘖𝘩, 𝘔𝘳 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥?" In a certain little bookshop nestled on a street in Soho, something is amiss with a certain ethereal sushi-lover. Being served to our favorite hip-swishing smooth-talking mess of a demon is an appetizer of catty demoness with a passion for chaos, an entrée featuring a Hellishly evil plan to clip the wings of all the angels, and a cold dish of apparent betrayal with whipped cream and a cherry on top for dessert. Better get a good bottle of chardonnay, Crowley, you're gonna need it for this one. *Good Omens and all associated characters featured in this work are owned by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. **Song credit to Mr Ozzy Osbourne, "Mr Crowley" ***Artwork depicted on cover was designed by myself, and not stolen from the internet

If you say Aziraphale and Crowley aren't in love, you're lying.

Aziraphale went back to heaven and became an archangel but he still feels like something is missing.. Crowley keeps coming back to his bookshop,he doesn't know why he keeps doing that but it's not like he has anywhere else to go

Crowley had developed a tendency to "drape" over Aziraphale. An arm hooked around the back of Aziraphale's neck, his head resting on the angel's shoulder. It was rare, at first, but draping on the angel, who gave off a force of warmth, felt like Home. God, Satan, oh fuck it, everyone knew that he wasn't prepared to lose it. (*that* bookshop scene)

The End of Times has passed, and they are finally safe. They are finally free to live their lives the way they want, not as God "intended". Crowley thinks they've done alright for themselves, no worries of the angels above nor the demons below. He muses life could not be much better than this. After all, he was with Aziraphale now and he would be for the rest of time. They spend so much of the day together that he can barely stand to part from his angel. But, deep inside, a fear still lingers. A fear which, quite frankly, never went away since their body swap all that time ago. (btw the cover has nothing to do with the story haha)

ART ON COVER IS NOT MINE!!!

Crowley e Aziraphale sono condannati a morire in quanto visti come traditori. Uno sciolto nell'acqua santa, l'altro bruciato dalle fiamme infernali. Ma può mai Dio essere d'accordo con questa esecuzione? Forse. Un piccolo finale alternativo dove i due non si sono mai scambiati l'aspetto e che però, vi giuro, ha il suo lieto fine.

This honestly turned out better then I expected!! This is a fic from Crowley's plant's perspective, basically them and him realizing Crowley's love for Aziraphale. Suuuper fluffy, a little angst :0. There's only one inconsistency bc in the book Crowley only starts talking to his plants around the 70s and in the fic he talks to them before that, but I'm going to ignore that for the sake of plot :-) Enjoy!