Goodomenstv Stories

The year is 2018. Armageddon has become Armageddon't. Heaven and Hell are pissed, to say the least. Now an angel and a demon must choose their faces wisely to save each other from a fate worse than discorporation; a task that throws into light just how badly each of them are treated, and changes both of their lives forever. *** This is a collection of ficlets that I'm currently writing for my Tumblr (*cough* my url is 'evilsausageflavouredpretzel' *cough cough*), so there'll probably only be 3 or 4 "chapters" by the time I'm finished. *** Mandatory disclaimer: Good Omens and the characters, locations, plots, etc associated with it are the work of Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. If they were mine, I can almost guarantee I would have better things to do than to be writing terrible fanfictions on Wattpad

5 times Aziraphale wanted to kiss Crowley and 1 time Crowley kissed him

Like the title says. Don't feel shy to request something :)

Crowley, big bad demon that he is, knows that he's hopelessly obsessed with his only companion of 6,000 years but can't risk ruining their fragile friendship. Aziraphale, righteous and loyal servant of Heaven, doesn't know what he thinks of his demonic acquaintance but knows for a fact that he cannot risk losing sight of the Divine Plan. Their ineffable God seems to have other ideas. More or less following the plot of Good Omens (the t.v. show and the book, mostly the show) but focusing strictly on Crowley and Aziraphale's point of view, with some added twists and turns and a much heavier focus on them actually developing a relationship. A.K.A. the horrifically slow burn no one asked for I'm so sorry. Edited by pretty much everyone I know. special shout-out to my friend MadgeCat for grammar, my ineffable wife DrRageQuit for accuracy because she stalks this fandom religiously, and Rebecca Lynn for everything in between. Also posted on ArchiveofOurOwn.org as "Hellfire and Holy Water" by Blackscales, so feel free to check it out there too if you want to. Hoping to update every Monday, but can't make any promises.

Post-apocalyptic drinking session about Crowley's vague, downward saunter, and what an angel will do for love.