An explicit good omens fic wherin Crowley and Aziraphale celebrate a particularly special anniversary.

Original fic by mybelovedismine: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57022297

A Very Tempting Anniversary.m4a

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

All Grown Up

Summary:
He found himself thinking more and more about sexuality in general, and in relation to him and Aziraphale very specifically.

Scouring the internet, he found all kinds of information about the different ways humans chose to identify themselves... He had never thought of himself as a sexual being, but he knew deep down that he had always loved Aziraphale. So why couldn't that include sexual feelings as well?

Link To Original: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57040642


The Label Isn't Really What's Important

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

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

In which people keep mistaking Crowley and Aziraphale for a couple, and Aziraphale starts to wonder if there might be something to it.

archiveofourown.org/users/xinasvoice

i'd like for you and i to go romancing

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: Mature
Original text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20167951
Summary:  “But I’d never see my books again, Crowley. And the shop. I haven’t even had a chance...And after you went through all the trouble of getting me this space.” He meant to put the glass down on the table. He missed on his first and second attempts, but got it on his third. “And I’d never see…” He looked up at Crowley. “Well, that is, I’d never see - “

“All right, angel.” Crowley cleared his throat. “You’re drunk.”

“If it wasn’t for you, I’d be there right now, chatting up bloody Uriel,” Aziraphale continued.

Aziraphale makes the choice that his subconscious was making all along.
Music: Hollywood Romance by Sunna Wehrmeijer

Heaven is a Place on Earth

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:  God should not have built them with such discrepancy, made them need for love, and long for wholeness, then left them to their own devices.
Original Text:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/19307449#main\
🧡 on AO3:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/24856411

The Lightness of You

Based in Queensland, Australia
email: Podfixx@gmail.com
Formerly recording under the name Lockedinjohnlock, the change to Podfixx facilitated and reflected a broadening of interests!