I love the inside-outside contrast Crowley's living. The poor lad's going through it!

This story is just so sweet, always makes me feel so fluffy and happy 😊

Rating: Explicit
Link to Original: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49107550/chapters/123895858
Summary:
After years of enduring hellish neighbours, Crowley is delighted when they finally move out, and even more delighted when their replacement is easy going, friendly, doesn’t leave his bins on the kerb for weeks, and… attractive in a way that causes a fluttering in Crowley’s midsection like a battalion of butterflies attempting to form ranks.

Crowley knows that hooking up with the person who lives next door to him is a Bad Idea. But a jar of his Nan’s famous caramel sauce as a ‘welcome to the neighbourhood’ gesture couldn’t hurt. And what’s he supposed to do when Aziraphale continues to show up at Crowley’s door with an irresistible smile, asking for more?

Caramel Delight

Ch 4: Caramel Delight

Link to Original: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47039296

All Grown Up

Summary: Ever since his division at work was rebranded as the Department of Institutional Learning Frameworks, Anthony Crowley has been tasked with preparing the monthly DILF Report, a mind-numbing compilation of training surveys. But there’s only one DILF he really wants to report on, and that’s his boss, Aziraphale Fell.

When he screws up big time at work, he might just get the opportunity to do so.

The DILF Report

Summary:
Crowley is live on Onlyfans when Aziraphale comes home early, and the chat is eager to see him involved.

Impromptu Collab

A nice and accurate prophecy of the season following the parting ways of an angel and his demon—if such an Ineffable Plan were written by a benevolent God…

In this tale, the Second Coming looms large. As the effort to thwart Heaven’s wiles is complicated by unexpected friends, a guileful Metatron, and a Heavenly floor full of the Blessed Dead—Aziraphale and Crowley find that navigating their relationship is not mutually exclusive from saving the world from Armageddon.

There is an outcome where the nightingales sing in Berkeley Square. The angels just need each other—and maybe a little help—to find it.

Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50067139/chapters/126426925 
Rating: T (for aspec intimacy)
Cover art by DaneeCastle
Music by PaperclipNinja

The Season of Nightingales - Ch 29

An Explicit companion to The Season of Nightingales, serving as a taste of the larger work or a replacement for Chapter 35. 

Summary:
The Book of Life told Aziraphale that a Holy Union would make the two of them inseparable. Two names—one demon and one angel—now written as one, in permanent ink.

Well, that covers their ethereal souls… but what about the rest? It’s their wedding night, and the nightingales are singing in Berkeley Square. What magic is abroad in the bookshop air tonight?

Cover art by DaneeCastle
Music by PaperclipNinja

The Evening of Nightingales - Pt 1

The Season of Nightingales - Ch 35

A Good Omens Podfic based on the fic of the same name by AVoiceBehindTheStars, wherein Crowley finally managed to return from Hell after 35 years, but he's far from well.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53625328

Rating: T
Music by: folk_acoustic from Pixabay

You're Back

Rating: Explicit
Original Text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19810837
Summary: Crowley couldn’t quite recall how he came to find himself in this exact scenario. He asked himself what he could possibly have done in all his many many many many years to deserve to be burning as he was just now. Then he took a mental tally and silently agreed that perhaps he’d been a bit of a bastard and deserved this.

What this was, was Aziraphale asking him if he’d ever masturbated before.

Music: Doing Stuff by David Kelly

An Angel's Temptation

Rating: Explicit
Original Text: archiveofourown.org/works/20014447
Summary: Crowley hiccups. It turns into a burp. “Angel,” he repeats, and if it sounds soppy, well, what do you expect. Crowley is three winds—sheets—anyway he’s shitfaced. It’s not like Aziraphale doesn’t know Crowley’s in love with him. It’s not like it’s a secret. It’s not like Crowley hasn’t lived with the mortification of being known down to the molecule every day for six thousand years.
Why is he here again? Oh yes.
Music:  Guilty Pleasures by Igor Dvorak, Duncan Pittock and Ellie Kidd

indelible

Rating:  Explicit
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/20598830
Summary:  Crowley’s eyes flutter shut and he pictures that it’s Aziraphale’s hand in his hair. Imagines that Aziraphale is there with him, touching his curls and his chest. Crowley drags his fingers through the downy hair smattering his chest, then continues down, grazing over the slightly concave curve of his stomach and past his belly button. Stopping at the elastic waistband of his boxers— designer, of course, Versace, and the only clothing he still has on— fingers dipping beneath the fabric but not yet committing. Teasing.
He lets out a shuddery breath, eyelids fluttering against his cheek.
Crowley doesn’t give in to the aching desire to make that commitment yet. Instead he pulls his fingers from the waistband and lets his hand float back up his body to settle against his chest once more.
He pinches a nipple. Rolls it between his fingers. Stutters out another hot breath. His hips twitch.
Aziraphale’s name sits hot and heavy on the back of his tongue.
Music:  Soho Sleaze by Chris Warner

Imagine Being Loved By Me

Interested in making podfics of GO fanfics that I love. I hope you enjoy them!

Ch 4: Caramel Delight

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