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

A Good Omens Podfic based on the fic of the same name by Zin_Lynn, in which Crowley and Aziraphale find themselves magically bound to be touching at all times after a handfasting mishap, and embark on a several day journey to the last witch in England to set the situation right. 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55635766/chapters/141215815
Rating: E
Cover art by Gleafer
Music by PaperclipNinja

Stuck On You - Chapter 8

A Good Omens Podfic based on the fic of the same name by LemonTart, wherein Crowley needs to quickly stir up some trouble for hell, so he miracles a wave of lust across London, and finds out too late that it affects angels and demons too...
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52999600

Rating: E
(Content Warning: DirtyTalk)
Music by StudioKolomna from Pixabay and klavo85 from Pixabay

A Slightly Overdone Miracle of Maximum Lust

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

Summary: Fresh out of college, Aziraphale and Crowley are roommates, marching in NYC Pride with their best friends Eric and Beez. Aziraphale has had feelings for Crowley for a long time, but will he ever work up the courage to tell him?

Link to Original: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56969575/chapters/144869275

Ch 1 - The March

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

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i'd like for you and i to go romancing

Summary: Aziraphale has never met anyone else who can so eloquently convey the embodiment of a nonchalant shrug with a quirk of their mouth alone, but Crowley succeeds in doing just that before getting up and sauntering off into the sitting room. Goodness, the sway of his hips when he walks is so unnecessary. A distraction that frankly shouldn’t be allowed.
He lasts thirty-seven minutes before rescheduling their ‘evening’ appointment to ‘imminent’ and informing Crowley there’s been a change of plan.
(or: Crowley stumbles upon Aziraphale’s private book collection, and revelations are had of the non-biblical kind)
Rating: Explicit
Original Text: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19239514
Music: Excursion by Christopher Slaski

Well Versed In Wanting

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:  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

Something Like Home

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