Rated:  Explicit
Summary:  Aziraphale misses writing letters and starts a modern-day correspondence with Crowley by mail. Somehow, it's easier to describe their feelings in the written word, and secrets begin to spill a little more quickly than either Aziraphale or Crowley had expected.
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/26183776/chapters/63715888
Music: Butterflies and Daisies by Thomas Parisch

To reveal my heart in ink

Chapter 5

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50334493

an atypical emotional response to common sounds

14 Box Cake Boyfriend

YellowMustard's Rinse and Repeat ch 4
Read on AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/56162914

sd ryan on AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/57586366

[podfic] Rinse And Repeat Ch 4

Factory Settings - Chapter 40

A Good Omens Podfic based on the fic of the same name by NooRose93, within which—due to unwelcome news given to him by Aziraphale—Crowley accidentally breaks time. How can he fix it? And more to the point - does he really want to?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/55483930/chapters/140799259
Rating: E
Cover art by IneffableCrankShaft
Music by PaperclipNinja

Friday I'm In Love - Ch 12

Part of a series of Good Omens impromptu radio plays for my friends in the Good Omens community!
TW/CW: Accidental voyeurism / a semi-public half-mast erection 	
Rating: M
Tags: Human AU, Artist Crowley, Nude Model Aziraphale

This one’s for Lex!

10 - Full Bodied, Aged Like Fine Wine

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62227486 

He knows his duty. He knows what they are here in England to do. He has been bred for this, all of his father's hopes placed on him as if he were a prize racehorse that has been aimed at the Epsom Derby. 

A Regency ball, a planned match, a dashing war hero.

Natural Turn

Rating: Explicit
Link to Original: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58678231/chapters/149517274
Summary:
Three nights during wartime, and one night after.

He would take one night. He would take one hour. Even if this was only pity, he would grasp it with both hands and hold it like joy. Even if it turned to dust and ashes on his tongue in the morning, he would keep the memory of sweetness.

“Just for tonight,” he murmured, thumb stroking Aziraphale’s. “No one ever has to know.”

Ch 1: Don't Know Where, Don't Know When

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