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My first ficlet for the Ace Omens discord server's second "20 Days of Hugs" challenge! The goal is to write 20 ficlets during the month of January, based on randomly chosen prompts.
Office Mates
Rating: G
Wordcount: 971
Prompt: Hugging the other from behind
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Quick, light footsteps approached Furfur’s office. Furfur rubbed his eyes and made himself look busy. He knew those footsteps. Hopefully Shax would pick someone else to bother this time. Surely she'd learned from last time that Furfur wouldn’t do her any special favors, even if she still imagined he owed her for the lead on Crowley’s collusion with that angel.
There was a time when Furfur would have been glad to see Shax, but ever since she got promoted to ambassador plenipotentiary, she no longer had time to acknowledge lower-ranked demons she used to know. And Furfur didn't need the reminder of how long he'd been stuck in Requisitions while she climbed the ladder.
The footsteps did not continue past the door like he’d hoped, but stepped inside and stopped. “Oh,” said Shax’s voice.
“What do you want this time?” Furfur sighed. “Another ten thousand demons? I still haven’t got…”
He looked up and trailed off. Shax was standing in the doorway, holding a cardboard box and looking like she’d been caught in a trap.
Furfur frowned and set aside the forms he’d been pretending to fill out. “What’s all that?”
Shax looked down at the box like she hated it. “I’ve been reassigned,” she said in clipped tones. “Just. Looking for my new desk. I obviously got lost, excuse me.” She turned to leave.
“Hang on,” Furfur called after her. She stopped. “They did tell me I was getting a new office mate. Didn’t know it’d be you, though. I take it the bookshop siege went badly?”
Shax turned back around, staring at her box and pursing her lips the way she did when she was too upset to form words.
Furfur winced. Pity he hadn’t been able to get her a few more demons. He hadn’t thought it would go badly enough to bump her all the way down to requisitions. He got to his feet and motioned for her to hand him the box. “Here, let me take that.”
She handed it over. There wasn’t much inside, just some office supplies, a cell phone, and something green and spiky in a white bowl. “Is that a plant?” he asked.
“I stole it from Crowley,” said Shax. “The prize of his collection.”
Furfur doubted that. It was very small, no larger than a child’s head, and significantly less appropriate for a demon to decorate their office with. “Right. Well, it’s not gonna get much light down here,” he said, glancing at the flickering fluorescent light overhead.
“I intend to starve it slowly of nutrients.”
“Oh, great.” Furfur set the box in the corner. “We’ll have to share the desk, unfortunately, but I’ll put in a request for a new chair for you. Give me a moment.” He turned back to his desk.
As soon as his back was turned, both of Shax’s arms wrapped around him.
Furfur stiffened and squeezed his eyes shut, expecting Shax’s teeth to sink into his neck, or her claws to shred his throat. Neither of those happened. She wasn’t even squeezing him hard enough to suffocate him, just enough to hold him in place. He waited, but she made no move to attack him. If Furfur didn’t know better, he’d say Shax was hugging him.
Which she wasn’t, of course, because demons didn’t hug. Although, she had spent the last several months on Earth, so who knew what odd habits she’d picked up. “Er,” Furfur asked cautiously. “What’s this?”
“I’m demonstrating how easily I could attack you, if I wished. Since you were foolish enough to turn your back on me.” Shax paused. “But. I do need that chair. So I currently have no reason to actually harm you.”
“Okay.” Furfur relaxed, now that he knew he wasn’t in danger. The experience wasn’t unpleasant, actually. Huh.
“I am also,” Shax added, “holding you in place, so that you can’t run away. You have to listen to what I say.”
“Okay?” Furfur had no idea where she was going with this. It occurred to him that Shax didn’t actually need him to request her a chair, since if she discorporated him, she could just take his. He decided not to point that out.
Shax drew a deep breath. “I am. Sorry. That I mocked you for letting Aziraphale and Crowley slip past you. They are…more formidable than I expected.”
Furfur tried to turn and look at her, but unlike some demons, he did not have the gift of turning his head 180 degrees. “Is that all? I’ve already forgotten,” he lied. “Besides, they’ve stuck both of us down here, so I think we can call it even.”
“Quite.” Shax released him and stepped back hurriedly. When Furfur turned around, she was stiffly holding out a fist.
Furfur bumped his fist against hers. “Bad day?”
“The worst,” Shax said emphatically.
Furfur shrugged sympathetically. “Could’ve been worse, though, couldn’t it? If you went up against an angel, you’re lucky all you lost was your job. Could’ve been permanently discorporated.” He was glad that hadn’t happened. This new, humbled Shax was much better company. She was like the Shax he’d used to talk to at the water cooler, who had offered to help him and asked for only an unspecified future favor, which was basically nothing in Hell, in return.
“I suppose my punishment could have been worse, as well,” said Shax, looking around the office. “We’ll be working together again. Like old times.”
“Yeah,” said Furfur, grinning. “Except, this time, we’ve got our own office.”
Shax smiled, showing far too many needle-sharp teeth. “With our combined intelligence, the Requisitions department will soon be ours.” “Okay, one thing at a time, yeah?” said Furfur sitting down at his desk. “I’ll see if I can get you that chair, and then we can go from there.”
#good omens fanfic#good omens ficlet#furfur#shax#I want furfur and Shax to be office besties#gossipping about their bosses and/or scheming to overthrow them#stealing all the good pens#traumatizing a succulent#cyankelpie's fic#hugfest 2024
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Rating: G
Wordcount: 782
Summary:
“What if I kissed you?”
Thanatos’s sluggish train of thought shuddered to a halt. He must have misheard. “What?”
“What if I kissed you," Zagreus repeated, "what would you do?”
“Uh.” Die, probably. Could the god of death die? He might find out if Zagreus kept talking. Hopefully Hypnos’s ledger would not go into detail about the cause. “Like, right now?”
(Some drunken ThanZag cuddling and not-quite-confessions)
Thanatos wasn’t sure how he had gotten here. He knew he’d drunk too much. That much was obvious, everyone in the House of Hades had drunk too much at the banquet to celebrate Queen Persephone’s return. He remembered Orpheus making a bit of a scene about how he couldn’t create art on such short notice, even though nobody had asked him to write something new for the occasion. He vividly remembered watching Zagreus make out with Megaera—they had both drunk even more than Thanatos had—and going off to the corner to sulk by himself. He remembered Zagreus staggering up to him, his crown of laurels adorably lopsided on his head, and dragging him back to the party.
Zagreus, it turned out, was sappiest drunk Thanatos had ever seen. He beamed constantly, rambled on and on about how much he loved everyone present, and hugged everything and everyone in sight. Including Thanatos. Thanatos’s sulky mood only seemed to encourage him, because he insisted Thanatos sit next to him and wouldn’t take “Tsch, what is this, Zag,” for an answer. Thanatos could tell Zagreus was wasted by the fact that he actually sat down.
But how they'd gotten from there to here was a mystery. He was pretty sure they’d started out on one of the sofa seats, but now they were on the floor, propped up against a wall, and most of the other partygoers had either passed out or turned in for the night (or day). Zagreus was leaning against Thanatos with his cheek pressed into Thanatos’s shoulder and one arm slung loosely over Thanatos’s lap, and Thanatos arm was wrapped around Zagreus, holding him close. He could feel the warmth of Zagreus’s body all along his side, could actually smell his hair—
Ugh, why couldn’t he remember how this had happened? How was he supposed to make it happen again?
Zagreus let out a breathy laugh at nothing, and wriggled somehow even closer. “Hey, Than.”
“Hm?” They’d been talking about something, but Thanatos couldn’t remember what it was. Any kind of thinking at all was a struggle right now. “What’s up?”
“What if I kissed you?”
Thanatos’s sluggish train of thought shuddered to a halt. He must have misheard. “What?”
“What if I kissed you," Zagreus repeated, "what would you do?”
“Uh.” Die, probably. Could the god of death die? He might find out if Zagreus kept talking. Hopefully Hypnos’s ledger would not go into detail about the cause. “Like, right now?”
Zagreus was laughing. Thanatos could feel him shaking, ducking to hide his face more in Thanatos’s shoulder. “Y’d prob’ly—prob’ly panic and teleport away, wouldn’t you.”
Thanatos wasn’t sure if he was capable of teleporting in his current state. He considered doing it now, but that would mean leaving this…this embrace, or whatever-it-was, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. “Sounds like me,” he admitted. “Heh. I prob…probably would.”
“Hm.” Zagreus apparently didn’t have any more to say on the subject.
Thanatos waited a few seconds. A minute. When he couldn’t wait any longer, he asked, “Do you want to kims—to kiss me?”
“Nah.”
Thanatos’s spirits fell. Then why did you ask? he tried to say. What actually came out was, “Why not?”
Zagreus raised his head to look at Thanatos, confused. “Well, then you’d leave.”
Their faces were so close. Thanatos was suddenly aware of his heartbeat throbbing in his ears, probably loud enough for Zagreus to hear. Then Zagreus settled his head back on Thanatos’s shoulder and snuggled closer. “An’ I don’t want you to leave.”
“O-oh.” Thanatos’s head spun. He blamed the alcohol, because that was easiest. “Okay, I—I won’t.”
Zagreus patted Thanatos’s chest, then let his arm fall across Thanatos’s waist again. “S’okay, Than. I’ll wait for you.”
Laurel leaves tickled Thanatos’s face. His cheek was resting in Zagreus’s hair. How had that happened? He was too drunk for this. He also wasn’t quite drunk enough to ask Zagreus to reconsider kissing him, which left him in this odd limbo state where he didn’t know what to do. He reached for the nearest wine cup to try to fix the situation, but it was empty. “Ugh. Zagreus, d’you have any more t’drink?” he asked, unwilling to move from where he was. There was no answer. “Zag?”
Zagreus’s eyes were closed. He had finally passed out, still cuddled up against Thanatos, smiling in his sleep.
Thanatos let out an annoyed sigh, but a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He leaned his cheek against Zagreus’s head again, breathing deeply of that metallic, smoky scent which should not be this intoxicating. For now, this was enough.
#hades fanfic#hades game#hades supergiant#thanzag#fluff#cuddling#drunkenness#cyankelpie's fic#my first-ever fic in this fandom#and by god is it sappy
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For the WIP ask game: light
Hm, does "lighting" count? That's the closest there seems to be in the first couple of WIP docs I checked.
Or lighting up a flaming sword.
#dandelion answers#wip guessing game#WIP Title: The Un-Celestial Choir#cyankelpie#thanks for the ask!#dandelion fics-adjacent
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Good Omens Fic Rec: This is Not my Beautiful House
This is Not my Beautiful House by cyankelpie
Crawly wakes up in a place he doesn't recognize. The last thing he remembers is being ordered to "make some trouble" up on Earth. Someone has dressed him in ridiculously tight clothes and cut off all his hair, and now there's an angel calling him by a different name and being nicer to him than anyone ever has.
Clearly, there's been some catastrophic misunderstanding.
Length: 33,229 words
Genre/Subgenre: Post-S1
AO3 Rating: Teen
Read if you're looking for: Established Relationship, Memory loss fiction, Angst & Humor
Triggers: None
Read it here by cyankelpie
*Minor Spoilers* The demon, Crawly, wakes up with no idea where he is, what's going on, and with an angel he's never seen before calling him by a different name and treating him nicer than he'd ever expect an angel to treat him.
He hasn't seen Earth since the Garden was formed, so even the most basic of things are new to him. It's fun to watch him experience the world anew, like an excited child. As he struggles to make sense of the world he finds himself in, he also has to make sure the angel doesn't discover that he's really a demon, and not this human the angel married named Crowley. An angel marrying a human is weird enough; he can't imagine what the angel would think if he discovered his missing husband has been replaced with a demon.
Aziraphale is, quite naturally, worried for his demon husband when he notices the rather strange ways he's acting, including refusing to take his glasses off, struggling with his clothes and the Bentley, and pulling away from the angel's touch. He does what he can to help him, but he doesn't know why Crowley won't talk to him.
This is such a sweet story of getting to watch Crawly fall in love all over again with his angel, even as he does his best to find Crowley for him. He doesn't understand why Crowley would ever run away from such a wonderful angel, and he's determined to give him a piece of his mind. You do eventually find out what happened, though it's not really an important part of the plot.
No Major Spoilers needed for this story, and it's perfectly safe to read in public.
Read it here by cyankelpie
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hello! i was wondering if you had any good touch starved crowley fics? thanks!!
Hi! We have a #touch starved tag, so check that out! Here are some touch-starved crowley fics to add to the collection...
Contact by EdosianOrchids901 (T)
A run-in with blessed herbs leaves Crowley with contact burns and blisters. But although the burns hurt, he discovers something while Aziraphale helps him bathe. He really, really likes being touched.
all the things I longed to do by ShrikeAPose (T)
Crowley gives in to trying Aziraphale's baking and reminisces on all the indulgences he's denied himself over the years.
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Six thousand odd years on Earth, and he’d denied himself uncountable things, uncountable times. He’d let Aziraphale partake, let it become not just a habit but a hallmark of their interactions over the years: the angel indulged, Crowley braced himself for an apocalypse that almost came twice, and a pit in his chest grew heavier and deeper and a little more unbearable with every denial, no matter how hard he tried to numb himself to the feeling.
And not just food. He’d denied himself comforts and objects and stability…he’d denied himself love. Aziraphale. Dearest, most precious Aziraphale.
Now…oh, he wanted.
Ready Now by KNACC (T)
"Aziraphale has told Crowley he loves him, many times by now and showed him that he loves him many more times as well. But there are still years and years of rules and habits learned through their long association that are complete rubbish now, harmful even. It's going to take awhile to sort them all out." aka Crowley and Aziraphale are both messes but they love each other so they're going to work it out.
I Bet on Losing Dogs by TawnyEvergreen (T)
Crowley had found the dog at a shelter. How he’d ended up at a shelter in the first place was a different story altogether, and not one he was inclined to share with Aziraphale. It involved a great deal of lonely bar-hopping, a touch of clandestine advice from a bartender who happened to train service animals as a day job...
(I work in a kennel and met a sweet dog named Bentley. I have not recovered since, so I gave Crowley an emotional support dog)
Felled by a Soft Touch by IneffableDoll (T)
Aziraphale worked up the courage to ask Crowley out to dinner in Rome, and they’ve been together ever since. It’s a shame Crowley didn’t realize that tidbit.
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Five times, Crowley didn’t realize they were together with Aziraphale, and one time, they finally see the obvious.
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Crowley being touch-starved and Felled by soft angel touches.
Points of Contact by cyankelpie (G)
Five times Crowley and Aziraphale found an excuse for physical contact, and one time they didn’t have to.
- Mod D
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Fluffy Good Omens fanfiction masterlist
huge thanks to @heller04, @turquoisedata and @smoxensweetpea from Garden of Eden server for this list of super fluffy angst-free ineffable fanfics🥳
legend: one shot, shorter fic, longer fic, series, a f*cking saga
Temporary Tattoo by cyankelpie - Crowley's snake tattoo wandering around, a lot of people love this one
Anthony J. Crowley, Retired Demon and Airbnb Superhost by TheOldAquarian - the title says it all and it's freaking hillarious
Put Out The Fire by Aleakim - a spell makes everyone fall in love with Aziraphale the moment they see him, except for Crowley, 'cause... you know
I Slithered Here From Eden by Cryptand_Bismol - "yeah, you probably should have kissed him sooner"
air conditioned, love unconditional by fractalgeometry - Aziraphale is a ceiling fan and Crowley is an air conditioner
where the lights burn low and you're only mine by hopelessromantic549 - they move into a cottage and Aziraphale is trying to be rational
Texts from an Unknown Number by GaryOldman - first of the Wrong Number AU series, human AU, Azi's text does not end up where he wanted it to
Family by Association by otherhawk - Warlock finding his nanny
snake time by RosePetalsAndRain - snake Crowley getting cozy in the bookshop
Getting a Wiggle On by Kedreeva - Crowley leaves Azi fake eggs to babysit...
is it that we are dying? by NeverNooitNiet - Aziraphale has to help a dying demon escape from a church in England, 1349
EDIT: put here by mistake, it's sad but with a happy ending!
Press My Petals To Your Heart by ranguvar82 - miscommunication queens talk with flowers
I want it to be an "us" by Mimisempai - first of the Ineffable Growing Love series, S2 fix-it
Fifty Ways to Kiss Your Partner by ICarryDeathOnMyWings - literally fifty types of kisses, how adorable is that, "Fluffy as heck, y'all."
Tangled Up by No1fan15 - just fluff I guess
The Duality of Grief and Forgiveness by SealandRocks - the others arrange a dinner so the ineffable idiots can finally talk
right in front of me by raphvfx - Azi and Crowley finding out about the Good Omens book
Scare me goodnight, my love by The_Rogue_Bard - Crowley being Aziraphale's sleep paralysis demon
The Coffee by Ghostofafruit - Crowley does not like Metatron's coffee
How to Woo a Demon by Bookwormgal - after Armegeddidn't Azi wants to admit his feelings but he just can't do it the normal way, can he
Starting A Trend by somethingscarlet13 - they wanna get married
In the bleak midwinter by HolRose - human AU, a rather confused middle aged bookseller bumps into a handsome red-haired man in black
Miracle me a house by IneffableDemon - After the Amrmageddidn't, the Almighty wants them to play house
Clear As Day by HopeCoppice - Crowley actually knowing Azi's filing system (not a good thing)
Let It Snow by inffablenerd - stuck in the bookshop because of a snowstorm
This Strange Sweetness by KannaOphelia - they admit they're a couple, also there's a pear
Find Out How Much Love The World Can Hold by ineffablefool - Azi starts saying "I love you" at the end of phone calls
The Whole Truth by Aethelflaed - a cursed tome in the bookshop
Forget-me-not by gothikmaus - Five times they erased each other's memory after accidentally confessing their love, plus one time they didn't.
Putting the Endearment in Dear by JoyAndOtherStories - Azi calling everyone my dear, including Crowley
Unrequited by Arielavader - Crowley being a jealous bitch
Happily Ever After by IneffableToreshi - snake Crowley can't change back + ineffable stupidity
Fortune Cookies by PlantsJustWannaHaveFun - Anathema's Armageddidn't afterparty with a bit of future telling
Please tag the authors so they know their work is appreciated❤️
Note: I have not yet read them all but I will be making an AO3 collection as I'll be going through the list
#can i hear a wahoo#fluff#fluffy fanfic#fluffy fluff#fanfic#fanfiction#good omens#good omens fanfiction#good omens fanfic#ineffable idiots#ineffable husbands#ao3#ao3 fanfic#ao3 fanfiction#archive of our own
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do you have any favorite good omens fanfiction? I love your art so I assume you have good fic taste, too, especially post season 2! 🤩
I would like to think that too lol
Uhh here are a top few ones that are in my head
I'm the treasure baby, I'm the prize by stereobone
Crowley is "working" for Ms.Sandwich
Every Version of Us, Dead and Buried by stinkybarnacles
Crowley gets holy water. I think this is the most angst and I love the depictions of their dynamic in this one.
In Knowing, In Silence by LollipopCop
Generally I love their fics but right now they are currently working on this one.
Tether by Ginger_Cat
Basically unintentionally summoning
Loved their series we can't keep meeting like this but Tether pulled out one of my favorite things lol.
affection and other cravings by JustStandingHere
Already you know I like this one because I was inspired by it but there is more to come honestly lol
how do we turn on the light? by moonyinpisces
I find it really kicks off later and its got me really hooked. Don't want to spoil a lot of it.
Anything For You by Aleakim
Aziraphale finds about Crowley's death.
May You Be Forgiven (pt 1) Haydenn11
Wholesome very nice movement of how Crowley copes and grows without Azira but again theres a couple of scenes in there that I am stuck with.
Anodyne by Anonymous
Crowley and Aziraphale sign a contract together
Here are two memory loss ones that I think need more love lol
Light the Corners of my Mind by cyankelpie
This could either break my heart or bring it back to life by Ren_Saxon
Honestly there are so many more but those fics are the ones I think need a bit more show casing and are wonderful
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Mirti’s favourite Good Omens fics
Hello hello hello! I’ve been reading lots of fics recently, and I’ve decided to share here some of my favourite ones ♡
Canonverse
Through the years
✧ Mean It by Fyre [one-shot, 1991 words, rated G]
In 1650, a little tradition was born.
✧ Technicalities by curtaincall [one-shot, 1610 words, rated M]
Aziraphale is always very careful with his wording. Crowley's never really been in a position to question it.
Post Season 1
✧ When all of the stars in the sky align by gallantrejoinder [3 chapters, 9k words, completed, rated G]
It was approximately three years after the apoca-wasn’t that Crowley fell into a baptismal font.
It was extremely uncool of him to do so, and years afterwards, he would deny that it had happened like that. All right, maybe he still had trouble with the whole owning four limbs thing after all the years of snakehood - still, that didn’t make him clumsy.
But the point remained. Crowley fell into a literal vat of holy water.
And survived.
✧ Wrong Turn by anticyclone and D20Owlbear [10 chapters, 37k words, completed, rated T]
Lots and lots of somethings are wrong. First, Crowley's nearly hit by a car. Then he almost brains himself tripping over new and excessive piles of books at the bookshop. To add insult to near-injury, Aziraphale starts throwing knives at him. Safe to say his day could be going better.
The thing that's the most wrong of all is the universe, of course. In this one there was never an Arrangement. Aziraphale and Anthony (they can't both be 'Crowley') aren't friends and they certainly never agreed to prep for Armageddon. Unfortunately, the end of the world is two days away.
So that's something Crowley really has to fix before they can figure out how to get him home.
✧ Temporary Tattoo by cyankelpie [6 chapters, 9k words, completed, rated G]
Crowley’s snake tattoo goes on a little adventure and visits Aziraphale. Crowley doesn’t notice it’s missing until halfway to their next assignment, by which time their only option is to write to Aziraphale and ask him to keep the snake safe until Crowley returns.
They wish they’d thought to mention that they can still feel every touch to the snake, but how could they have known how affectionate Aziraphale would be with it?
✧ It's a new craze by attheborder [one shot, 5k words, rated T]
CROWLEY: I try not to make a habit of gratitude, but I must give our appreciation to everyone out there who’s been listening and subscribing to The Ineffable Plan.
AZIRAPHALE: Ooh, yes, we’ve become quite popular, haven’t we?
CROWLEY: Yeah, just hit number eight on the advice charts … No advertising at all.
AZIRAPHALE: Mm. How … miraculous.
CROWLEY: … Aziraphale. You did not.
Crowley and Aziraphale are very possibly the people least qualified, on the entire planet, to start up an advice podcast. But what else is there to do when the world isn’t ending anytime soon, you’re technically on indefinite sabbatical from your lifelong careers, and you need a plausible excuse to spend more time with your best friend who you’re definitely not, absolutely not, maybe just a little, actually maybe overwhelmingly in love with?
✧ I am just the (new invention) by littlesnowpea [one-shot, 7k words, rated T]
A list of hobbies Crowley has picked up over the past 6000 years: gardening, cooking, fashion, pining for Aziraphale, making YouTube videos
A list of hobbies Aziraphale has picked up over the past 6000 years: reading, book restoration, music, pining for Crowley, commenting on Crowley’s YouTube videos
When Aziraphale starts giving Crowley flowers, Crowley takes to his YouTube channel to discuss the meaning behind it, where Aziraphale comments encouragement to confess his feelings – under an alias, of course. There is absolutely no way any of this could ever go wrong.
✧ Heavenly Dues by IneffableDoll [one-shot, 2074 words, rated G]
Months after Armageddon, Heaven still receives receipts detailing Aziraphale’s daily miracle usage. Michael makes the mistake of checking them one idle day.
OR
Aziraphale reheats a lot of tea and admires his demon, scandalizing an archangel in the process.
Post Season 2
✧ Shinin' down like water by contritecactite [one-shot, 2163 words, rated T]
He's always been late, himself, so perhaps it's not surprising that he finds himself in this situation: politely avoiding eye contact with the Voice of the Almighty on an interminable ride in a flawless white lift. Well, not so flawless after all; there's a scuff mark in one corner that looks just a bit like a snake, if he squints. Yes, in fact—just like the kind Crowley used to leave behind in casual acts of vandalism in the places they visited. Stone walls, sidewalks, picnic tables, bar tops—there must be thousands around the world by now, little breadcrumbs, proof of Crowley's existence.
✧ You Can't Take It With You by curtaincall [one-shot, 1377 words, rated M]
Celestial Lift Maintenance Technician is an easy job. Or it was, until Aziraphale took over as Supreme Archangel. With everyone heading back and forth from Earth all the time, Alex’s gig has become a lot more demanding.
And, weirdly, also a lot…stickier?
Outsider POV
✧ Anthony J. Crowley, Retired Demon and Airbnb Superhost by TheOldAquarian [one-shot, 3027 words, rated G]
What are you supposed to do when you've been fired from your sweet job in Hell for thwarting the schemes of Satan, you've got a swanky flat in Mayfair, and you're looking for an excuse to spend all your time in someone else's bookshop? Obviously, you turn to the dubious world of short-term vacation rentals.
The resulting Airbnb property has been variously described as "an instagram trap," "a vampire den but make it botanical," and "the weirdest bed and breakfast in the shared history of beds and breakfasting."
✧ I live next door to a haunted bookshop owned by an immortal cryptid bastard. AMA! by kyaticlikestea [one-shot, 6k words, rated T]
Before anyone reports this post, I got this AMA authorised by posting proof to a mod, so there.
Hi, Reddit! I’m no-one special, but about 6 months ago, I moved into a flat above a cafe next door to a bookshop, and my life has never been the same since, because the man who runs the bookshop is some sort of ageless (mostly) benevolent eldritch being. By all accounts, he hasn’t aged a day since at least 1944, sometimes he seems to have just too many eyes, and I once saw him turn water into wine (a nice rosé). His coworker / best friend / boyfriend / shadow entity is also definitely some kind of cryptid, but despite trying harder to be a bastard, he’s somehow less successful at it.
So, if you have any questions about what it’s like to live next door to an eternal bastard man, AMA!
Canon divergence
✧ Living Proof by theinkwell33 [one-shot, 6k words, rated G]
Due to a Huge Misunderstanding when they first meet, Crowley spends the next six thousand years thinking Aziraphale is a demon, and Aziraphale thinks Crowley is an angel. By the time they figure out the truth, they've only got eleven years left until the end of the world.
Alternately, the one where Aziraphale and Crowley are enemies, but neither of them ever got the memo.
AUs
✧ My Immortal Beloved by Fyre [one-shot, 3666 words, rated T]
A couple of centuries ago, Crowley had a Thing with an average normal human. Only for some reason, every letter he ever sent to that average normal human has just turned up in a museum exhibit. Including the ones about licking.
✧ With you, with me by NohaIjiachi [6 chapters, 41k words, completed, rated T, priest Aziraphale and demon Crowley ;) ]
“Oh, shit,” Crowley muttered, but it came out more like ‘ohkjfd—‘
The man— A bloody priest was still keeping his umbrella over Crowley. The fabric of his button-up had darkened on his shoulders, now throughly drenched.
He could see more details, now, and Crowley stared. The priest had round, gentle features, and a shock of hair so blond it looked white collected in messy, soft curls. There was some sense of deep-sedated sadness in his grey-blue eyes, as he looked down at Crowley.
“I’d imagine that you need to get back up on your feet, then, son,” the priest said, sounding somehow tired. “You can’t stay here.”
“…I have nowhere to go,” Crowley replied, feeling like his tongue was double in size in his mouth. It was a lie, and wasn’t one at the same time.
He could technically go anywhere he wanted, as long as the Bentley stopped pouting at him for getting high again, but he had nowhere to go.
#good omens fic recs#mirti's fav good omens fics#good omens#aziraphale x crowley#ineffable husbands#my fav good omens fics#aziracrow#my post#good omens fics
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Hi! I have some fic recs too! (Not sure what counts as lesser-known but these are some of my favorites)
Fact and Fantasy series, You Were an Angel Once, and Light the Corners of my Mind by cyankelpie
Everything That's Meant by journeytogallifrey (as well as any of their human AUs)
Crossed Wires by tealeafthief
Berry Picking AU by IneffableDoll
Enjoy!
Thank you so much for taking the time to make a rec list! Adding so much to my marked for later list right now help i hope to give each of these authors kudos and comments one day
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Reality Check
Reality Check
by cyankelpie
Every muscle in Crowley’s body clenched as the previous day came rushing back. Not a dream. Aziraphale was real, solid, and alive. He was here, he was back, he was…
He was currently making himself a little too much at home in Crowley’s personal space.
(Aziraphale has unknowingly spent over a year on a simulated Earth, building a relationship with an imaginary version of Crowley. Crowley has spent that time alone, miserable, and unsure if he'd ever see his best friend again. Now that they're safe in reality once more, they must figure out how to move forward after what they've been through.)
(Updates every Friday)
Words: 3299, Chapters: 1/12, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of Fact and Fantasy
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Other
Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)
Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)
Additional Tags: unreality, Questioning Reality, Covid-19 pandemic, Psychological Trauma, Love Confessions, Getting Together, Communication, Miscommunication, We can do both this fic contains multitudes, Angst with a Happy Ending, Aromantic Crowley (Good Omens), Asexual Aziraphale (Good Omens), Asexual Crowley (Good Omens), Queerplatonic Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Genderfluid Crowley (Good Omens), Internalized Arophobia, Hugs, Cuddling & Snuggling, Paranoia, Aziraphale Loves Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Developing Relationship, recovery is nonlinear, Recovery is Messy, They'll help each other through it but that doesn't mean they won't make mistakes, Boundaries, Relationship Negotiation
From https://ift.tt/D2XM0Nk
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45996142
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Charon's Disposal Service
by tinykelpie (cyankelpie)
Every time Zagreus dies, he leaves behind a body. Someone has to clean up behind him. For a small fee, of course.
(Collection of ficlets on the same premise, updates Tues/Thurs)
Words: 445, Chapters: 1/9, Language: English
Fandoms: Hades (Video Game 2018)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: Gen
Characters: Charon (Hades Video Game), Zagreus (Hades Video Game)
Additional Tags: Dark Comedy, Crack, Canon Temporary Character Death, (although that's pretty much a given in this fandom), Clumsy Zagreus, Corpse Disposal, Graphic Description of Corpses, Not super graphic but tagging it to be safe, because there are a lot of corpses, definitely the most corpses out of any fic I've ever written, at least one corpse per chapter, Charon the entrepreneur, Ficlet Collection, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/42126162
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Rating: G
Wordcount: 25,897
Chapters: 8/8
Summary:
Aziraphale, thirty-eighth order scrivener—at least, that's who they told him he was—wakes up after some perfectly normal memory loss to find a cryptic note written on his hand. The further he goes in his search for answers, the more questions he has. Will he ever learn why he was demoted to a desk job? Or how he'd managed to collect enough books to open a bookshop? Or why that familiar red-haired demon on Earth seems to be avoiding him?
(Updates every Friday)
#it is once again Fanfic Friday#not me taking the first available opportunity to write another amnesia fic#good omens fanfic#good omens s2#good omens s2 fanfic#we got angst#we got humor#we got (dare I say it) shenanigans#not exactly a fix-it but we got a happy ending too#(eventually)#cyankelpie's fic#light the corners of my mind
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Rating: G
Wordcount: 2,674
Summary:
Ever since Zagreus confessed his feelings to Dusa, she's been unable to focus. Should she tell him she doesn't feel the same way? Is that even true? And what if this damages their friendship that she values so much?
She doesn't expect reassurance to come from Zagreus's ex, but some girl talk with Megaera turns out to be just what Dusa needs.
(Read on Ao3)
#hades#hades supergiant#hades game#hades fanfic#dusa#zagdusa#ace dusa#aro dusa#I am a simple person#I see an aroace character#I write a fic about them#this was the first fic I wrote for this fandom months ago#only just now got around to cleaning it up and posting#my point is writing about aroace characters was my gateway drug to writing about the other characters too#I just love the way the game treats their relationship okay!#cyankelpie's fic
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It is damn near impossible to pick a favorite of your fics, but I ADORE "The Innovation of Friendship, and the Capacity for Non-Abstract Love." Such a good soft slow burn, with a hug! <3 And I also love "What are we? (or: The Challenge of Labeling an Ineffable Relationship)" (I always love some good aspec communication💜) and your "And The Serpent Was Beloved (And The Angel Was Oblivious)" series (I also always love some good miscommunication 😁)
Ahh, thank you so much for the lovely message. <3 Those are a few of my own favorites too (I guess we share that fondness for soft aspec hugs, communication, and miscommunication... not that this come as any surprise xD), and it's so wonderful to hear that you enjoy them!
Incidentally, I very clearly remember seeing your name show up for the first time in my kudos notification email, something like a year and a half ago, on "The Innovation of Friendship, and the Capacity for Non-Abstract Love"... and being absolutely ecstatic, since I’d read and loved so many of your stories and couldn’t believe you were reading one of mine. And I’ve yet to get over that amazement and delight.
Once more, thank you!!
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Good Omens Fluff Recs
I’ve been putting this off for months, and I should tag everyone and rate everything, but frankly I’ll never do this if I don’t just DO IT so lightning round here ya go! All of these are great! Read or reread them! Author usernames are from ao3. SO MUCH MORE in my bookmarks here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/charlottemadison/bookmarks
If you need a resounding defeat of Pestilence and some BAMF Aziraphale / holycatsandrabbits https://archiveofourown.org/works/20379514
Aziraphale-as-Crowley claims at Crowley's trial that the reason they're immune is they're sleeping together, though they're not (yet) / noodlefrog https://archiveofourown.org/works/20144995
Just some of the Best Banter at a party / caricari https://archiveofourown.org/works/20829725
A holiday in Scotland / justkeeptrekkin https://archiveofourown.org/works/19181242
a very fluffy post-apocalypse get-together / kitcat_italica https://archiveofourown.org/works/20821118
"What do we do after Armageddon?" "I rather thought I might seduce you." / electrarhodes https://archiveofourown.org/works/21315871
Crowley ducks into a church without thinking / shinyopals https://archiveofourown.org/works/22020571
fake relationship office AU / artenon https://archiveofourown.org/works/21823753
they bake bread / summerofspock https://archiveofourown.org/works/21538114
Crowley saves all of Azirapahle's ansaphone messages / rebeccasteventaylor https://archiveofourown.org/works/21617401
Pip pip! / DaniGetYourGun (SharkbaitHooHaHa) https://archiveofourown.org/works/22378777
Crowley's love language is [giving] gifts / triedunture https://archiveofourown.org/works/20354068
Aziraphale feels Crowley's love, always / cyankelpie https://archiveofourown.org/works/22110529/
another one where they raise the Antichrist together / mygalfriday (brinneyfriday) https://archiveofourown.org/works/22469857
just read this one, it's so short, do it / attheborder https://archiveofourown.org/works/22444783
grown-up Adam talks with Crowley in the kitchen at a party, I cannot recommend this one enough, it has my heart / caricari https://archiveofourown.org/works/20926025
a pirate abduction / nevernooitniet https://archiveofourown.org/works/22162207
food blogger aziraphale, neighbor crowley, fake marriage, bam / curtaincall https://archiveofourown.org/works/21816394
aziraphale can't stop touching crowley's hair / amerande https://archiveofourown.org/works/22424311
Stardust AU / ladyshipwreck https://archiveofourown.org/works/22447141
God's plans keep getting ruined / atalan https://archiveofourown.org/works/21124283
Az teaches Cro to seduce properly / sleepymccoy https://archiveofourown.org/works/23117041
they get drunk married in Vegas / seventhstar https://archiveofourown.org/works/20104660
Crowley thinks it hurts when he touches the angel / forthegreatergood https://archiveofourown.org/works/19898671
My Personal Comfort Amnesia Fic, feat. Eden Crawly in present-day Soho / fyre https://archiveofourown.org/works/22118713
they get a kitten, also some nice smut / emmagrant101 https://archiveofourown.org/works/20170075
500 ways to discorporate a demon / lise https://archiveofourown.org/works/21153596
800 words of glory, "Make Something" / liquid_lyrium https://archiveofourown.org/works/23135404
theatre company AU that gets me right in the feels / waywarder https://archiveofourown.org/works/23403856
Az is human Crowley's guardian angel, Crowley’s good with animals & bad at everything else, bonus Dagon rights / holycatsandrabbits https://archiveofourown.org/works/24074503
Scarlet Pimpernel / rfsmiley https://archiveofourown.org/works/23735920/
Wing grooming during the Cold War / forthegreatergood https://archiveofourown.org/works/21784261
When Aziraphale’s horny, it...affects a certain demon / magnolia822 https://archiveofourown.org/works/21722968
Aziraphale tries wooing demon-style / bookwormgal https://archiveofourown.org/works/22545061
The Sweetest 11k bakery AU / NohaIjiachi https://archiveofourown.org/works/24219814
a much longer, rated E bakery AU / etheostoma https://archiveofourown.org/works/19258765
You've Got Kudos (they both write fanfic) / curtaincall https://archiveofourown.org/works/20767514
a favorite fantasy adventure quest with epic witty banter / zehwulf https://archiveofourown.org/works/24484123
a wonderful Beauty & the Beast AU / atalan https://archiveofourown.org/works/24475672
omg they were roommates / naromoreau https://archiveofourown.org/works/25817677
The Waffle House fight AU, yes i meant that, read it / chubbyhornedequine https://archiveofourown.org/works/25342495
St. George & the Demon / cheeseanonioncrisps https://archiveofourown.org/works/19849135
the Prince and the Gardener / soft_october https://archiveofourown.org/works/20821976
cute drunk snek / entanglednow https://archiveofourown.org/works/26457964
Aziraphale gets domestic / idiopathicsmile https://archiveofourown.org/works/19705429
an enchanter and an enchanted object / curriebelle https://archiveofourown.org/works/22357027
on the ethics of asking your professor on a date / melayneseahawk https://archiveofourown.org/works/25812784
Frog and Lizard are Friends / nightbloomingcereus https://archiveofourown.org/works/26124658
When Harry Met Sally but GOmens / curtaincall https://archiveofourown.org/works/23530069
French Kiss AU / Fyre https://archiveofourown.org/works/25205377/
Old West AU, pining homesteader melancholy, it’s so beautiful / tenandi https://archiveofourown.org/works/22824448
there is a Misunderstanding but at least they’re always on the same side / theinkwell33 https://archiveofourown.org/works/19716790
Telephone friends across the ages, or, Crowley has no idea what the human lifespan is, really / zehwulf https://archiveofourown.org/works/25374517/
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Hello y’all!!
I want to start with saying I appreciate all the work you do.
Is there a fic that you love but have not gotten the chance to recommend yet?
Sincerely,
A very tipsy aziracrow shipper
Hi! These are all fics I have read and loved recently, and have not recommended yet. A few post-series two amnesia fics (I went on a mini memory loss binge, so sue me) and a couple of lovely human aus....
Pure of Heart by syrupfactory (M)
Aziraphale had watched Crowley walk away, watched the door close behind him. All that remained was the peculiar tingle lingering on Aziraphale’s lips. But then, Crowley came back inside. What had changed his mind? Aziraphale never got the chance to ask. Moments later, the two of them were on the elevator with the Metatron. Aziraphale remembered it clearly as the last time he was truly happy.
Canon divergence where Crowley agreed to return to Heaven with Aziraphale, only for Crowley's memory to be wiped immediately as part of his "second chance" at being an angel.
Light the Corners of my Mind by cyankelpie (G)
Aziraphale, thirty-eighth order scrivener—at least, that's who they told him he was—wakes up from some perfectly normal memory loss to find a cryptic note written on his hand. The further he goes in his search for answers, the more questions he has. Will he ever learn why he was demoted to a desk job? Or how he'd managed to collect enough books to open a bookshop? Or why that familiar red-haired demon on Earth seems to be avoiding him?
Among the Stacks by MeinirRhos (NR)
Nearly a year after Aziraphale returns to Heaven, he vanishes from existence, leaving Crowley bereft on Earth. Just when the demon has finally started to heal and move on with his life, he finds his angel by chance in a library. But Aziraphale has no memory of his life as an angel, or of Crowley. How will our hero cope?
1 corinthians 13:1-13 by ffonippop (M)
Restless traveler, Aziraphale Fell, meets settled-down Anthony Crowley in middle-of-nowhere, Texas.
Aziraphale goes through life flitting from place to place, never staying long. He runs on the belief that if he’s not going, he’s missing out on something better. Crowley’s life is stationary. He keeps himself rooted with the belief that his life is the best it’s ever going to get, and to go would be to risk that.
Aziraphale has to go. Crowley has to stay. They have to take what they can get from each other, and that needs to be enough.
Big Name Feelings by ghostrat (E)
FANDOM AU! • Crowley is a BNF fic writer, and Aziraphale is a lurking artist who might be just a little parasocially in love with him. How they ever became friends is beyond him, but here they are: One month out from Prophet Con, and Crowley is asking him to be his boyfriend. Just for the weekend, of course.
- Mod D
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