Aziraphalexcrowley Stories

A series of short stories from throughout the lives of Crowley and Aziraphale, from their beginning to the almost-Apocalypse and beyond. The stories are posted in the order they should be read. No smut, lots of fluff. Every piece is accompanied by a suggested playlist. You are welcome to make suggestions, but I don't have a formal request program. Intermittent updates.

In which Episode 6 of Season 2 Good Omens doesn't end like... THAT. Yes, I'm changing it because I'm depressed after watching S2. 😇😈 *IT'S COMPLETED Y'ALL 🥳*

An unofficial sequel to Good Omens "Crowley," Leviathan mused, "Raphael, was he not?" They hummed, the ghost of a smile crossing their face. "Always the baby of the lot of us, never understood the magnitude of our operation..." their eyes narrowed. "He and an angel killed our Master's son?" "N-No not k illed, your disgrace. Worse. Befriended," she spat the word, both literally and figuratively as blood and bile sputtered from her lips, "they all became allies p-plus the with w hore and her b-oy. Gabriel and I did our b-best to settle the m matter but...in the end the Antichrist d-denied his own f ather." Leviathan let go abruptly, and Beelzebub fell to the floor, cursing under her breath. They squatted in front of her, tapping their quartz fingertips together. "How long, then, have we been delayed?" Beelzebub swallowed. "...Ten years." "And I presume that...the opposition wasn't pleased either?" Beelzebub shook her head. Leviathan stared for a long while before their eyes rolled, and their lips parted into a gleaming smile. "Hmmhm," they chuckled, standing up and adjusting their blazer, "Well well...then darling," they held out a hand, "we have work to do."

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

Crowley and Aziraphale look at the stars and talk about stuff Oh, and they kiss (Can also be found on my Tumblr (somerandomdutchartist/somerandomdutchfangirl) or my ao3 (SomeRandomDutchFangirl)) [I don't own the cover picture or the characters]

Sick and tired of being frightened straight to Hell every year on Halloween, Aziraphale decides it's time to take action. The entirety of October 31 he attempts to take revenge by pulling all kinds of silly pranks. Surprisingly, scaring his beloved demon isn't as easy as he had imagined ... | Good Omens | Aziraphale x Crowley | one-shot | Halloween |

Aziraphale, Crowley, and a million possibilities. - [png in cover by "macksedits" on picsart]

"Being the person causing the apocalypse was a surprisingly unpleasant feeling, Crowley found." After the apocalypse has happened, Crowley finds himself in a destroyed world. Without hope, without any other demons and certainly without his angel. But not all is lost, change can sometimes come through unusual methods, right?

A young teenage girl had died recently, Four times to be exact. She had been to stubborn to die and used the doctors revival to try to hang on (News flash she didn't succeed) then had made many angels jaw drop. You see She had quite the colorful past of pick pocketing, sex before marriage, Lying, stealing and more yet.... God upgraded her to be a celestial being, an angel yet also a devil. Now Aziraphale who had gone back to live on earth has taken her in to teach her how to use her abilities and show her what being loved in a parental way feels like. [This is my first work so be easy on my writing and Grammer as practice makes perfect. Another thing is that I haven't started season 2 of good Omens yet so this is gonna be slow going especially with my motivation. Also yes Crowley is also in this so don't worry. Another thing is that I do not own any of these characters or own this story] [One more thing is that this is made before season 3 of good omens since I heard their might be a 3rd]

One girl in a pale green dress. One angel and one demon named respectively Aziraphale and Crowley. The crowning themselves of parents. A being entirely new to all. (A fic based off the Good Omens world.)

Aziraphale misses Crowley and sometimes appears in front of Crowley in disguise and says that one day he is himself. (fanfiction smut

Just a couple Aziraphale x Crowley oneshots!

[COVER BY @mothwormz ON TWITTER] I'm not a fan of spicy stuff or smut, if thats what kinda person you are then you'll probably be disappointed by this fic. There might be potentially "suggestive" content, but it would all just have a deeper romantic and flirty tone, rather than anything sexual. I'll try to make each chapter at least 1000 words, but I don't make any promises. I made this mostly for me and my friend because we just needed to see ineffable wives so badly, but no one writes about them, and unfortunately most of the fanfics I see are horrendously out of character. Not all of these will be fem Crowley and Aziraphale, but expect most of them to be. Enjoy!

Historia hecha en colaboración con @AnaAM2000 (Twitter) ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ La historia se centra en Warlock y su única mejor amiga, la niña quien en el undécimo cumpleaños del chico insulto al mago de la fiesta. Ginger y Warlock tendrían un encuentro nuevamente, cinco años después de haber interpretado a Nanny Ashtoreth y Hermano Francis para su ahora fracasado plan de cuidar al anticristo, con el ángel y el demonio la última semana de la tierra como se conoce, ósea, en el fin de los tiempos y esta vez en sus formas más reales o comunes. Los cuatro, sin muchas más opciones, unirán fuerzas para detener el fin del mundo. Así, se embarcan en este inusual equipo que marcará el resto de sus vidas.

Crowley didn't mean to fall, not really. But maybe it was inevitable -- or at least, ineffable -- all along

Good Omens One-shot.

Aziraphale, with the help of his new smartphone and emojis that he doesn't quite understand, decides to invite Crowley out to lunch... Crowley misunderstands/ Aziraphale doesn't know what the eggplant means

After Aziraphale and Crowley split up, new challenges arrive for both of them. Crowley must deal with Aziraphale leaving him, while Aziraphale must deal with the second coming of the apocalypse No characters are mine originally and were created by Sir Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman #1 in nightingales

Aziraphale, advisor to the king of the sunrise kingdom, is thrown through a loop when an old friend of his comes stumbling into the middle of a church service. Completely drunk. Crowley hadn't seen his angel in many years, and after catching a glimpse of him inside the church got absolutely shitfaced. In his drunken state he came into the chapel, ranting and raving about he and Aziraphale's past. This of course is only a teaser, to what actually had happened all those years ago. (Been a while since I've written a fanfic, hope y'all enjoy)

A collection of one-shots written by Lady Divine on Tumblr (White Queen Writes on AO3), and uploaded with her express permission. If you have concerns, you can contact her on her social media accounts and ask her questions. Comments made on her stories go to an email account she has access to so please feel free to show her love :)