Incarnate (Good Omens)

Incarnate (Good Omens)

  • WpView
    Reads 1,830
  • WpVote
    Votes 117
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 14, 2019
Aziraphale was living a simple life after escaping from the ferocious grips of the archangel Gabriel. Working at the book shop and dining at the Ritz with Crowley from time to time, life was good. Or so it was until the book was stolen. ⚠️ Warning bad language ⚠️
All Rights Reserved
#236
crowley
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • There Will Come a Day: A Good Omens Fanfic
  • The End Days (well, years)- a Good Omen Fanfic
  • The Incarnate (A Good Omens CrowleyxReader)
  • I Forgive You
  • Guardian Demon and Angel (Good Omens)
  • Crawling back to you (Aziracrow's version)
  • The B in Bentley (Good Omens)
  • Good omens bad ideas (GOOD OMENS FIC)
  • Somebody I Used To Know.
  • Ineffable

"Aziraphale debated internally a bit, but curling his arm up around Crowley's shoulder really was more comfortable. He knew he was being silly. He knew a dance was nothing and if it made Crowley happy after his feelings had apparently been hurt it wasn't much to ask, but-it was the demon. He had the literally infernal talent to make even the simplest, least dubious things feel like a temptation. Aziraphale knew it was Crowley's nature, and not strictly saying his fault, but it did sometimes make things feel *complicated*." Biarritz, South of France, 1921. Aziraphale stumbles on Crowley apparently working the hotels and casinos as a gigolo. At least, that's where it begins.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines