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read the book of my life and see i've overcome it
Good Omens
a city wall and a trampoline by
kafkian
In their cottage in the South Downs, when Crowley eventually succeeds in getting Aziraphale to use a laptop, it takes Aziraphale literal hours to get past the default Windows screensavers of picturesque locations because 'oh, look, isn't it lovely, Crowley!'
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5 times Crowley knows he's in love with Aziraphale + 1 time he knows the reverse. Exactly what it says on the tin. Such lovely pining. Happy sigh.
Consorting With the Enemy by
Penknife
Aziraphale looked tired, and also sad, and Crowley found himself wishing that it hadn’t taken so long for Aziraphale to catch on that his superiors were essentially bastards. Aziraphale had the fixed idea that heaven was in favor of being nice to other people, to which Crowley had two responses, one: that didn't work out too well for that poor bugger who got nailed to a cross, did it, and, two: they mean humans, they don't mean you.
He couldn’t manage to say either of those things in the face of Aziraphale’s expression, and turned his back so that he could stop looking at it. Oh heart.
every angel is terrifying by
punkfaery
On the nature of angels. This is lovely.
get religion quick (cause you're looking divine) by
brinnanza
Adorable mutually oblivious pining.
Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by
emilyenrose
"You've bloody done it," said Crowley. "You've been having sex!" He pointed at the angel accusingly. "Haven't you!"
Aziraphale blinked. "Well. You know. When in Rome—"
"You've been having sex in Rome?"
"No! Well, I mean, technically, yes, but it's a saying, Crowley. I didn't mean just in Rome—"
"You've been having sex in other places?" Crowley said. Shrieked, slightly. this is adorable! <3
The Hellfire Club by
AMarguerite
Aziraphale's getting promoted back to Heaven and Crowley can't be having with that. Oh heart.
A Home at the Beginning of the World by
stereobone
It takes Aziraphale a while to realize that Crowley's moved in with him. Oh heart.
i'd like for you and i to go romancing by
dollsome
Everyone thinks they're a couple, so maybe they actually are? this is adorably charming.
i'll set the table, you can make the fire by
astrolesbian
Lovely, gentle futurefic in which Adam visits Crowley and Aziraphale at their country cottage.
The Inevitable by
Toft
Lovely missing scene after the apocalypse is averted but before Crowley and Aziraphale are called to account. Features cuddling! <3
Ins and Outs by
misbegotten
Aziraphale figures out what Agnes's last prophecy means, and he and Crowley take some time to figure out how to make it work. Oh heart.
An Invitation You Can't Decline by
thehoyden
Everything ever written had tried to capture this moment, this feeling in words, and Aziraphale was a being built to love, but even he was at a loss to describe it. It felt immense, overwhelming, intense and tender and everything in between, and it was rescued books and crepes and holy water in a thermos, and and and. Oh, this is lovely.
Love's Such An Old-Fashioned Word by
Lavellington
There has to be, Crowley thinks, a better word than love. This is lovely.
nothing but the wild rain by
singlecrow
"The internet, Aziraphale!" Crowley says. "This is what the internet is for. This is, quite literally, what the internet is for."
"Oh," Aziraphale says, and Crowley knows, he just knows, that Aziraphale is going to say something about how it's jolly useful for hard-to-find first editions and tickets for the Last Night of the Proms.
or, Aziraphale and Crowley find sex confusing. This is adorable.
Stars Above You by
Demmora
After the end doesn't happen, Aziraphale has a question for Crowley. Oh heart.
Their Harmony Foretells by
jacquez
One of the first things Crowley noticed about Aziraphale was that he rang like a bell. His presence was a vibration in the fabric of the cosmos, and Crowley could, after a time, recognize him by the feel of it. The first time they touched, Aziraphale's soft hand warm in his, Crowley's entire body rang with him: a clear, sweet thrill. this is lovely.
you can take your burning gold (you can take your swords and spears) by
singlecrow
A lovely coda for the show.
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Vids
Mass In B Minor by
purplefringe
This vid makes my heart happy.
✭
a city wall and a trampoline by
In their cottage in the South Downs, when Crowley eventually succeeds in getting Aziraphale to use a laptop, it takes Aziraphale literal hours to get past the default Windows screensavers of picturesque locations because 'oh, look, isn't it lovely, Crowley!'
-
5 times Crowley knows he's in love with Aziraphale + 1 time he knows the reverse. Exactly what it says on the tin. Such lovely pining. Happy sigh.
Consorting With the Enemy by
Aziraphale looked tired, and also sad, and Crowley found himself wishing that it hadn’t taken so long for Aziraphale to catch on that his superiors were essentially bastards. Aziraphale had the fixed idea that heaven was in favor of being nice to other people, to which Crowley had two responses, one: that didn't work out too well for that poor bugger who got nailed to a cross, did it, and, two: they mean humans, they don't mean you.
He couldn’t manage to say either of those things in the face of Aziraphale’s expression, and turned his back so that he could stop looking at it. Oh heart.
every angel is terrifying by
On the nature of angels. This is lovely.
get religion quick (cause you're looking divine) by
Adorable mutually oblivious pining.
Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by
"You've bloody done it," said Crowley. "You've been having sex!" He pointed at the angel accusingly. "Haven't you!"
Aziraphale blinked. "Well. You know. When in Rome—"
"You've been having sex in Rome?"
"No! Well, I mean, technically, yes, but it's a saying, Crowley. I didn't mean just in Rome—"
"You've been having sex in other places?" Crowley said. Shrieked, slightly. this is adorable! <3
The Hellfire Club by
Aziraphale's getting promoted back to Heaven and Crowley can't be having with that. Oh heart.
A Home at the Beginning of the World by
It takes Aziraphale a while to realize that Crowley's moved in with him. Oh heart.
i'd like for you and i to go romancing by
Everyone thinks they're a couple, so maybe they actually are? this is adorably charming.
i'll set the table, you can make the fire by
Lovely, gentle futurefic in which Adam visits Crowley and Aziraphale at their country cottage.
The Inevitable by
Lovely missing scene after the apocalypse is averted but before Crowley and Aziraphale are called to account. Features cuddling! <3
Ins and Outs by
Aziraphale figures out what Agnes's last prophecy means, and he and Crowley take some time to figure out how to make it work. Oh heart.
An Invitation You Can't Decline by
Everything ever written had tried to capture this moment, this feeling in words, and Aziraphale was a being built to love, but even he was at a loss to describe it. It felt immense, overwhelming, intense and tender and everything in between, and it was rescued books and crepes and holy water in a thermos, and and and. Oh, this is lovely.
Love's Such An Old-Fashioned Word by
There has to be, Crowley thinks, a better word than love. This is lovely.
nothing but the wild rain by
"The internet, Aziraphale!" Crowley says. "This is what the internet is for. This is, quite literally, what the internet is for."
"Oh," Aziraphale says, and Crowley knows, he just knows, that Aziraphale is going to say something about how it's jolly useful for hard-to-find first editions and tickets for the Last Night of the Proms.
or, Aziraphale and Crowley find sex confusing. This is adorable.
Stars Above You by
After the end doesn't happen, Aziraphale has a question for Crowley. Oh heart.
Their Harmony Foretells by
One of the first things Crowley noticed about Aziraphale was that he rang like a bell. His presence was a vibration in the fabric of the cosmos, and Crowley could, after a time, recognize him by the feel of it. The first time they touched, Aziraphale's soft hand warm in his, Crowley's entire body rang with him: a clear, sweet thrill. this is lovely.
you can take your burning gold (you can take your swords and spears) by
A lovely coda for the show.
✭
Vids
Mass In B Minor by
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This vid makes my heart happy.
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