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The Angel's Curse

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"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 internetCreative Commons (CC) Attribution

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Their kiss continued, brutal and hot. Aziraphale suddenly remembered how his arms worked circled them around the demon's waist pulling him closer. Crowley broke off the kiss with a sharp inhale and moved his head to rest against the angel's. "Tell me to leave, angel." Raw need vibrated through the demon's voice. He pressed his forehead against Aziraphale's. His hands trembled as they cradled the angel's face. He took another ragged breath. "You don't want to do this! You don't want this from me!" Now it was Aziraphale's turn to take a inhale deeply. Their mouths were so close that their breath mingled. He could feel heat from the demon, from their pressed foreheads, down his chest, to his groin. He drained away the minor alcohol in his system and let cold, hard clarity wash over him. This was...dangerous. This was wild and thoughtless. Hedonistic. This should stop. That would be for the best. Safe. Sane. Responsible. "No" Aziraphale's voice ghosted the word. Then bolder, louder, steadier "Stay, please. I want this." He clasped his hands against the demon's and tipped his head back to meet Crowley's eyes. "I want you."

Fallen ~•A Good Omens Fanfiction •~ by AlexRedSilver

//In order to celebrate the confirmation of season 3, here is a Good Omens fanfiction!// An angel has fallen. Six thousand years ago, when Earth was only some wild, unexplored territory, God sent the first humans on Earth. With them, an angel, a protector. But anything wasn't as God had planned, and angels, hundreds of them, fell. An angel had fallen. Their memories were erased, none remembered who they were. They only knew it was because of them. The angels. And they were hateful. Not all of them, though. //This is a Good Omens OS with my own AU, so don't bother if it's not the same as the original story, it's normal.// {The characters and original universe belong to Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman, the art belongs to me.}

°~'𝓑𝓪𝓫𝔂 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰'~° DISCONTINUED (goodomens x child reader ) by yobroimshot

THIS STORY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED ALL RIGHTS TO Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett........ (y/n) is a 8 year old kid who has run away from her neglectful and abusive parents. She is now living on the streets of London. She stumbles into a man with a white over coat and a cute little bow tie while looking in a antic book shop. hello little one! are your parents here? ( in this book crowley and aziraphale will not be together ((well at least not yet mabey dont quote me on it)) and this will take place after armageddon.)

The Incarnate (A Good Omens CrowleyxReader) by SupernovaTheCat

Rankings: 1 in #anthonyjcrowley on 4/3/2020 1 in #aziraphale on 4/3/2020 1 in #incarnate on 12/1/2020 2 in #crowleyxreader on 9/30/2019 2 in #incarnate on 3/19/2020 3 in #goodomens on 12/1/2020 6 in #christianity on 11/18/2019 7 in #crowley on 10/22/2019 Thank you for your support! Notes: Y/N will be depicted as female and Crowley will be depicted as male. I'm sorry for any inconvenience this causes. I drew and designed the cover. Thank you to @bookdork_ and @fusciamtndew for introducing me to Good Omens and for being references for Y/N's parents. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Have you ever seen the yin yang? The two swirls intertwining, yet never blending? Somehow, it's so tranquilizing, so beautiful. Polar opposites working together to create harmony and beauty. There is no grey line, there is no mixture, there just is. Yin cannot be without yang, and yang cannot be without yin. Whether a universe... or a person. Enter Y/N L/N. She's troubled by a haunted past, old ghosts dragging her back. Striving to outrun memories, she moves to London with a scholarship to Queen Mary University. Rapidly running out of luck, she stumbles upon an old bookshop, the only peaceful place in the entire city. You already know who owns it... Don't you? Sacrifice and loss, disappointment and regret. Growth and rebirth, kindness and love. It all balances out. Something lost, something gained. Will Y/N and her two slightly suspicious new friends make it out unscathed? Doubtful. But what's a story without pain?

It's Ineffable, Darling [AU] by Myth_theFangirl

"It's ineffable, darling." "Ineffable?" "Ineffable." Crowley confirmed. Drunk and post the Armageddon-not, Aziraphale ponders if he and Crowley had never met in Eden. His darling demon, however, doesn't care much for hypotheticals.- This is little AU explores the idea of 'what if Aziraphale and Crowley hadn't met in Eden?' ... A very short (5 chapter) Aziraphale's x Crowley story. It doesn't really have an ending and it was originally in my oneshots book for these two. But it was three parts and 10k words- so I decided to make it into its own book. Enjoy! ... Warning: Rated mature for very little (but rather safe than sorry) strong Language.

I'm Set free | Ineffableboyfriends | Short Stories by buchananbottoms

Vague update schedule, unrelated stories. I usually update every few months but sometimes I get busy. If you see that this hasn't been updated in 3 months dont worry! That's just how I work. 1) I'm Set Free: Aziraphale finds himself distracted by a certain demon, and Crowley finds out that he likes having his hair touched 2) This Thing Called Love: Love is in the air and so is frustration. Crowley gets upset and takes a five-day nap, waking only to hang out with Aziraphale and visit The Them [I have never seen titanic it has nothing to do with it] 3) Champagne?: Crowley is dining alone tonight when he gets some company from a stranger he wishes would leave him be 4) Aziraphale Loves: Aziraphale is a lover many things in life, books, good wine, Crowley, wearing sensible shoes, people, but Aziraphale also loves food, and he just happens to have a poorly timed craving for crepes. 5) Crowley Shrugged: The pair had been talking and sipping expensive wine, during their conversation they had started talking about wings and flying, then Aziraphale had stated that he hadn't used his wings in a few hundred years, which had bewildered Crowley 6) Tight Pants: Aziraphale and Crowley go out to dinner and Aziraphale gets jealous when someone invites Crowley back to their flat. Snake!Crowley and wings 7) just an announcement 8) dancing in the rain: Dancing in the rain isn't always ideal, even though it's always quite romantic. A little boy pointed and said 'look, mummy, they're in love' this made Crowley smile and wave at the boy (I've run out of room)

Let The Games Begin - Good Omens by SomeFormOfWriting

Tbh this isnt that good yall should go read my good omens one shots those are better "They'll leave us alone... for a bit." That's what Crowley had told Aziraphale, and Aziraphale had trusted him. How could he not? The angel and demon pairing had been best friends for over 6,000 years and Crowley's voice was just so convincing. But oh boy, was he wrong. Mere weeks after the failed Armageddon, Heaven and Hell grew restless. They felt cheated out of a much needed war- a war that the angels should have won. After many days of arguing, Heaven and Hell shockingly came to an agreement- they would host a series of challenges, games if you will, to prove which side was better. When both Crowley and Aziraphale refuse to participate, Heaven and Hell punish them with something so awful that the boys wish they had just stayed on their respective sides and followed the Plan. Will this punishment bring the demon and the angel closer, or will it tear them apart for good? Story length: 12,193 Words

The End Days (well, years)- a Good Omen Fanfic by Fandomgeek14

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Everything is Tickety-Boo (Mostly) by Willowfernn

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

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Their kiss continued, brutal and hot. Aziraphale suddenly remembered how his arms worked circled them around the demon's waist pulling him closer. Crowley broke off the kiss with a sharp inhale and moved his head to rest against the angel's. "Tell me to leave, angel." Raw need vibrated through the demon's voice. He pressed his forehead against Aziraphale's. His hands trembled as they cradled the angel's face. He took another ragged breath. "You don't want to do this! You don't want this from me!" Now it was Aziraphale's turn to take a inhale deeply. Their mouths were so close that their breath mingled. He could feel heat from the demon, from their pressed foreheads, down his chest, to his groin. He drained away the minor alcohol in his system and let cold, hard clarity wash over him. This was...dangerous. This was wild and thoughtless. Hedonistic. This should stop. That would be for the best. Safe. Sane. Responsible. "No" Aziraphale's voice ghosted the word. Then bolder, louder, steadier "Stay, please. I want this." He clasped his hands against the demon's and tipped his head back to meet Crowley's eyes. "I want you."