Fandom: Good Omens
Rating: Teen and Up
Summary: After the Notapocalypse, Aziraphale's almost a different angel. He's happy. He's relaxed. He's confident. People notice.
Crowley notices them noticing, and he's not happy about it.
Original Text: https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/83062813
Music:  Hopscotch By Fifths by Joe Kraemer

Looking Good, Mr Fell

A series of Good Omens impromptu radio plays based on prompts from the GoodOmensAfterDark Community.

In this one, Crowley and Aziraphale discover the GoodOmensAfterDark subreddit.

04 - A Very Merry GOAD Birthday

Summary:  Soft Crowley thinking about his Angel Aziraphale in the wake of the Apocalypse that wasn’t, while talking to his plants.

“I told myself if it was all still here by now, I’d do it,” Crowley said to a quaking fiddleleaf fig.

“And now, well... it’s now,” he said as he knelt and flicked the tips of a timid Sansevieria, “and that means I’m gonna have to talk to him, and I’m gonna have to tell him.”

Rating: Teen and Up
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/19095055/chapters/45367003
Music: Wondrous Worlds by Paul Mottram

Talking to the Plants

Chapter 2

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: General Audience
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/19324027
Summary:  Crowley was standing in the middle of the room, hands in his pockets, looking a little lost. Aziraphale eyed the distance between them. Five steps. Five steps, and six thousand years, and a battlefield spanning an eternity.
The story of the little moments over the millennia that shape an angel’s regard for a demon, and the way he slowly, with great reluctance but inevitable surety, falls in love.

Music: Just Do It by Paul Mottram

An Angel who did not so much Fall

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/20268964
Summary:  Crowley is not nicccccccce!
Music: Cool Customer by Sam Wedgwood

Nice

Nice **Explicit**

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

Rating: Teen and Up
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/19969099
Summary:  The looming threat of searing pain and the memory of blood pouring out of his mouth is enough of a deterrent to keep Crowley from ever daring to attempt saying the word Love again but nothing -
not even God Herself -
could stop him from showing it.
Music:  Waltz On A Tightrope by Gerant Wunder and Dorothee Badant

it's high time that you love me

Rated: Explicit
Summary:  Good Omens. In which there is a drunken morning after, but unfortunately no one can remember the night before.
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/22834984#main

Morning Has Broken

Fandom: Good Omens
Rating: Explicit
Summary:  After the Apocalypse, Aziraphale ventures into a new space in the gay milieu - Grindr. There he starts talking to a charming young man who certainly doesn't bear any resemblance at all to a certain long streak of demon, not one bit, no thank you.
Meanwhile, Aziraphale and Crowley navigate their friendship after the world failed to end. There is much drinking and silliness, but could it be that there are other feelings lurking underneath?? Of course there are, this is fanfic.
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/24963367/chapters/60429127#workskin
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Music:  Sun And The Moon by David Edward Holden

The Grindr Logo Doesn't Even Have a G In It

8 The Charm of Tarts *Explicit

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