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Time 12h 13m

Reads 148
Votes 38
Parts 30
Time 12h 13m

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"I know, for God's sake! But we can't do foolish things," protests Aziraphale, concerned. 
"Let's not overextend ourselves either," Crowley replies, raising his hands towards him. "We're not in a position to demand more of ourselves than we're capable of."All Rights Reserved

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Falling Heavenward: A Good Omens Crowley/Aziraphale Fanfic by KannaOphelia

Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if only a few days ago he had thought Aziraphale was dead. Our side. It would be nice, really nice, if there was an *our side.* To be honest with himself, there was nothing in all the universe he wanted more. "I'll pick you up at eight," he repeated to the closed door, and headed back to the flat to take it out on the plants.

Ineffable Family 2: The Next Chapter by AshleyTorres797

Free of Heaven and Hell's manipulation, Crowley and Aziraphale are retired, married, and the parents of a special angel named Hope. Things are wonderful, but they're about to get complicated. Don't they always?

There Will Come a Day: A Good Omens Fanfic by KannaOphelia

"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.

The Curious Condition of Being Human by downstarr

For a time, the forces of Heaven and Hell left Aziraphale and Crowley alone. But with new plans in the works, the forces of good and evil want to make sure the meddling pair stay out of the way. They are still afraid of the newfound powers the pair seemed to possess, as demonstrated at their trials. So instead of coming at them directly, Gabriel and Beezlebub marry celestial and infernal curses to make Crowley and Aziraphale think they're human. But their plan, as usual, is imperfect. Crowley's enchantment fails almost immediately, but Aziraphale is still under the delusion that he is quite human indeed. Crowley needs to try and undo the curse without drawing the attention of celestial forces who might correct their enchantment and try a second time.

Good omens bad ideas (GOOD OMENS FIC) by giBrezniczky

After everything that happened in Tadfield the world has changed. And after everything that happened after that Heaven and hell, both want nothing to do with the ineffable duo. Nevertheless Crowley is always up to no good. But what happens when Aziraphale is also included in something one can only call a bad idea? Characters, Good omens, and what happened in Good Omens, obviusly aren't mine. Proceed knowing the original owners are Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. What happens in this story is mine, so feel free to comment!

Σομεθινγ Γραικος by Nayeliq1

"I mean", Crowley said, pushing himself away from the pillar and slinking closer to Aziraphale. "We could...y'know. Pretend. To..." He made a gesture in the air that was somehow both completely vague and alarmingly crude. "With each other." Aziraphale's heart might just have stopped. "Think about it!" The demon stepped in front of him, shielding Aziraphale from the rest of the room as he leaned in. "We don't have to actually do anything", he said, voice lowered conspiratorially. "S'just gotta look like we are, yeah? No one's gonna suspect a thing. Just helping each other out to stay undercover." Yes. Right. Stay undercover. Aziraphale really needed to focus. ~oOo~ Or, the one where they participate in an orgy in Ancient Greece, because what else is there to do but fuck your supposed enemy in order to keep up covers?

I Forgive You by Nayeliq1

I forgive you. Aziraphale watched as Crowley walked out the door. He'd seen the demon walk out of the bookshop a million times, always knowing that he'd walk right back in the same door tomorrow. This time, the door closed with a stifling sense of irrevocability. This time, Crowley wasn't just walking out of his bookshop. This time, Crowley was walking out of his life. I forgive you. Foolish. Stupid. Cruel. Those hadn't been the words sitting at the tip of his tongue. Far from it. But it didn't matter. Those had been the words he spoke, and he couldn't take them back now. ~oOo~ Or, the one where Aziraphale realises he needs to ask Crowley's forgiveness this time. Meanwhile, Crowley is just trying to make the Bentley stop playing Taylor Swift.

The B in Bentley (Good Omens) by newyork79

"Since the Apocalypse had been avoided, the bond between the angel and the demon had grown closer. For the first time in 6000 years Aziraphale...felt something for Crowley. He didn't know what the strange feeling was when the ginger-haired demon was around, but - he was an angel, for Gods Sake. His kind used to be caring and loving, whatever or whenever." Aziraphale begins to question the Great Plan and its purpose on love. According to this, a demon and an angel aren't made for each other. When Crowley finally shows up at his bookshop and tries to confess his feelings for the angel, he breaks up. Leaving an angry demon and a very sad angel. Not knowing what they gonna do. Little do both of them know that these weren't exactly the commands from God herself...

Never Explain Anything: A Crowley/Aziraphale Good Omens fanfic by KannaOphelia

"Oh. Yeah." Crowley shuffled his feet, looking surprisingly boyish. "Come to New York with me tomorrow?" Aziraphale blinked. "Why?" "To see how Warlock is doing," Crowley said, as if that was obvious. "Warlock?" He blinked again, and Crowley looked annoyed. Unfortunately what came out of his mouth was, "You were the one who suggested killing the boy." "It wasn't personal." Crowley took off his dark glasses, apparently the better to glare at him. "He's still our kid." "B-but, Crowley, he's not our kid," Aziraphale said helplessly, wondering if Crowley was going insane or if he was. "You're a terrible father for an angel," Crowley said, accusingly. "I'm a demon, and I make a far better mother." --- Aziraphale is almost certain that Crowley is only being perverse. But demons are unaccountable creatures, and Aziraphale finds himself flying to New York with him anyway.

Ineffable by TheNeekyTree

Crowley and Aziraphale go through what is most likely their most daring, life-risking, but nice and accurate adventure. But is trouble the only thing that's brewing?

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Aziraphale would forgive him, of course. He always did. That had always been the Hell of it. It had been stupid to think things would be any different this time. It was a game they had been playing a long, long time, and he was all kinds of fool and idiot if he was going to suddenly start taking it seriously, even if only a few days ago he had thought Aziraphale was dead. Our side. It would be nice, really nice, if there was an our side. To be honest with himself, there was nothing in all the universe he wanted more. "I'll pick you up at eight," he repeated to the closed door, and headed back to the flat to take it out on the plants.