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Icarus_redwings

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1800s angelsanddemons angst aziracrow aziraphale confessions couplecounciling crowley drunkangel freddie good happyending hurt-comfort jealouscrowley mercury omens oscar past secrets wilde wineandcrying

Part two of  "Little Lilith" Chapter 2. 'Nail paint and puppy dogs. Part 1'

Art edit is owned by me. 
Based on a meme by Kenny Deuss. 

Aziraphale (Owned by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett) confesses some truth regarding a Late Lover to his Forever Lover (Crowley). Based on the movie Oscar Wilde (Played by Stephen Fry) with Micheal Sheen playing Robbie Ross, Oscar's first and last male lover. Most information is taken from said movie as well as links in the next chapter and direct quotations. All I own is my creativity. After being in marriage counseling for awhile, Azirphale decides Crowley deserves to hear the truth about Oscar Wilde.

2027, Lilith was born in 2023, Shes 4 :3

TW: Mentions of some slightly disturbing topics such as age gaps and group sex, Unethical open relationships, Don't be scared by the warnings/ tags, Just don't want to accidentally trigger anyone. With that being said, Read the tags. They're trying their best to talk to each other ❤️All Rights Reserved

1800s angelsanddemons angst aziracrow aziraphale confessions couplecounciling crowley drunkangel freddie good happyending hurt-comfort jealouscrowley mercury omens oscar past secrets wilde wineandcrying

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Veneration by SmutSummit

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."

Sigh of Relief by Nayeliq1

He knew he was a vile creature. He was depraved by nature, doomed to serve the purpose of lust and sin. No, Crowley certainly wasn't a stranger to those feelings. Hunger, desire, want. He had been designed to inflame them. This body he'd been given, temptation incarnate. Yet, he'd only ever experienced them himself for one other being, one single creature, the one and only he could never have. He was no stranger to longing, either. He'd been pining for so long he could have filled a whole damn forest! Millennia of waiting, wanting, loving from afar. He had exhibited a quite extraordinary amount of restraint over the years if Crowley could say so himself. Maybe it had been too much. Maybe something had to snap inside of him at some point, maybe- Excuses. Nothing but poor, pathetic attempts to justify his own weakness when it had been more crucial than ever to stay strong. It didn't matter that he'd wanted this for thousands of years. It didn't matter that he'd fought against this urge for centuries. It didn't matter that it had been on the verge of overpowering him countless times before. He hadn't let it. He'd never let it. Until now. WARNINGS: Implied Rape/Non-Con (not actually but perceived as such for some time), PTSD, Self-esteem issues

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.

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.

Waiting by ZacharyHash

Crowley has lost himself ever since his best friend left, alcohol and reckless late night drives being the only things that might distract him. Aziraphale, on the other hand, doesn't regret leaving. Sure, he misses Crowley terribly, but Heaven is his home, right? ••• Hello! My goal is for this to be pretty angsty, but I can never seem to write angst without solving it in the same chapter. Let's see how I do!

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.

Take These Broken Wings And Learn To Fly by Nayeliq1

"Why are you doing this?" Aziraphale's voice is faint, his breathing uneven. Crowley doesn't lift his eyes to see the sickly look on his face, the twist of pain where only joyous smiles should ever be. "Bandages need changing", he mumbles, eyes fixed firmly on his working hands. "No. I meant-" He can hear as Aziraphale swallows. "Why do you care for me?" It isn't just 'why do you take care of me'. It's 'why do you still care at all'. Crowley has to close his eyes for a second, makes sure Aziraphale doesn't see. "Cause you're here", he says, voice carefully detached, "and you're hurt, and you need someone. And that someone's gotta be me." "Why?" He won't answer that. He can't answer that. "Don't ask stupid questions." ~oOo~ Or, the one where Heaven punishes Aziraphale the only way they know how, Crowley is there to help pick up the pieces, and maybe they can build something new and much more beautiful from both their broken shards. Warning for blood and injury, aftermath of physical violence, drinking as a coping mechanism, symptoms of depression - heed the tags!

Aziraphale X Crowley Oneshots by CupidsEiffelTower

Hey, I'm back! Going to do slow updates (prob once every 10-14 days, I'm sorry) but here are one-shots of the great Aziraphale and Crowley. I will put spoiler alerts and other alerts, also if there are any spelling or grammar typos pls let me know, I love criticism to help improve myself. And there is MPREG for those who don't like it

Good Omens| Ineffable Parents by Bie_Frijol

Writing this to cope with szn 2 and other stuff but mostly szn 2 It's basically child reader [14] being parented by Aziraphale and Crowley It's written with gender neutral pronouns so you can read this if you're a guy, gal, or non binary pal. The main character will also be bilingual, I'm mexican-american so if your Spanish is different than mine that's why. Also I'm not using things like y/n, h/c, e/c in case you like stories having that. Warning this will probably have some explicit language and a main character with serious issues. But I'll put a warning for anything that could be upsetting so you can skip over it and focus on the fluff [Idk if you can see the username in the cover but it's @ sunnyonice I got it on Pinterest]

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to all of you who need a little hope and comfort after season two i got you this story is SFW if there are any trigger warnings i will add them ahead of time but this story is mainly fluff and Crowley being a total dad to Muriel This story takes place after season two's ending and follows Crowley's process in coping from everything that has happened. it is fun, sweet and lighthearted but also touches on how hard that process can be at times. Later in the story it also follows the angel and demon rebuilding their relationship and making amends. (The writing has lots of errors so I can publish faster I do a lot less editing) If you know who the cover artist is please lmk so I can @ them All characters belong to Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett

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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."