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In which Aziraphale and Crowley receive a special delivery, and proceed to make good use of it.
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Bookmarked by thisisayellow
16 Mar 2026
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NOW IT IS TIME FOR QUESTIONS FROM OUR LISTENERS. TODAY WE HAVE A QUESTION FROM BYLETH, COMMANDER OF THE MEPHITIC LEGIONS. OH, IT’S A QUESTION FOR THE ANGEL.
Crowley’s hands clenched on the steering wheel.
BYLETH, COMMANDER OF THE MEPHITIC LEGIONS, WRITES, “CROWLEY IS A CRAVEN TRAITOR SO WE UNDERSTAND WHY HE ASSOCIATES WITH AN ANGEL. BUT WHAT’S IN IT FOR THE ANGEL? WHAT IS HE GETTING OUT OF THIS?”
“That’s a good question,” said Aziraphale.
Crowley glared at him. “No, it isn’t.”
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Cut off from access to Earth, the hosts of Hell find other ways to torment Crowley. Aziraphale provides a refuge.
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05 Mar 2026
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the stubborn grace of being loved (regardless, regardless) by swordsonnet
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)
21 Mar 2024
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After a failed stint in Heaven, Aziraphale returns to Earth and tries to patch things up with Crowley. Naturally, it doesn't go quite as expected.
Or: ducks, Jane Austen, sudden rainstorms, and words (un)spoken.
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04 Mar 2026
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From This Day Forward by Yellowvelvetcake
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
27 Oct 2024
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After they save the world from The Second Coming, Aziraphale and Crowley end up in bed together.
Aziraphale hopes that this means everything will be alright between them - but the next morning Crowley is gone.Bookmarked by thisisayellow
26 Feb 2026
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"Could be anything," Crowley explained. Anything at all, say the word, nothing off limits from my end. Stupid. "And the way it works, you'd have the chance to say no. It's not that I force anyone into doing things. Just make it more appealing s'all. So. What do you want, Aziraphale?"
"I want—" The apple, the whole damn Garden. He flapped his hands uselessly in the air. "I want..." You. I want to be free. "Well. Perhaps a nap." His voice was nothing more than a whisper.Bookmarked by thisisayellow
22 Feb 2026
