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Playing with Fire by AlatusNora
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
31 Aug 2019
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Aziraphale has a secret. One he has kept hidden for 6000 years. One that would terrify the archangels should they ever learn it. That he, Aziraphale, Guardian of the Eastern Gate, has always had an affinity for fire.
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Something to do with these sacred words by Solshine
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
10 Jul 2019
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Crowley confesses early, and Crowley confesses often. Aziraphale never knows quite what to say.
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24 Jun 2024
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“It’s just,” he continued, “I’ve noticed that humans—some humans, anyway—they use that word, angel, as a…well, as a sort of…endearment.”
“Do they?” said Crowley, who had invented using the word as an endearment in the 13th century AD.
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01 Jun 2024
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Finally, Aziraphale spoke. “You mean to say— you got us married?”
“Just as a precaution, I never really thought I’d end up discorporated again, it’d been ages, you just don’t get stampedes or assassinations like you used to —”
“You got us married, and you didn’t tell me?”
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Crowley gets inconveniently discorporated. And it’s not like it’s ever been easy to get a new body, but this time around, things really aren’t looking good. His new innuendo-obsessed lust-demon of a coworker honestly isn’t helping things.
Meanwhile, Aziraphale has a dead body to contend with, and an occult mortician & his very normal daughter to fend off. What lengths will he go to in order to get Crowley back to Earth?
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04 Apr 2024
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For an entity for whom size and shape were merely options, Crowley had become awfully preoccupied with distance lately. Currently, he was studying the scant handful of inches that Aziraphale had left between them when the angel plonked himself down on his patterned sofa. Not on the armchair. Not even at the other end of the sofa. Right there, one cushion over.
Written for the prompt "staring at the other’s lips, trying not to kiss them, before giving in"
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- Part 6 of Zee's Ineffable Husbands Ficlets
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04 Apr 2024