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It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this? by Beppi
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)
15 Sep 2019
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Moulin rouge AU / Mr Brightside AU / Human AU
Crowley works as a piano man for the House that the Angel performs at. Night by night the Angel's performance draws in crowds, and men. What's a pianoman to do when he's hopelessly in love with someone so unattainable? Well...
(Entirely PWP, enjoy!)
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29 Sep 2025
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Give me coffee (and somebody to love) by Angelica_Tree
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
23 Sep 2025
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Human AU.
Food critic Anthony J. Crowley is a demon behind a keyboard; one who is not above destroying restaurants that doesn’t live up to his standards.
So what happens when he stumbles into a coffee shop where the barista refuses him his usual six shots of espresso?
Could he possibly meet someone interesting there?
Updated with a second chapter: Crowley takes Aziraphale out for dinner.
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24 Sep 2025
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A Personal Temptation by AngeliqueTombee
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
10 Jun 2022
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‘Did you hear a word I said, Aziraphale?’ he asked, finally snagging as much attention as the angel could divert.
‘Oh! Yes, of course, my dear boy,’ he lied.
‘So, do you think I cocked up that situation, or do you think it was wholly warranted?’
‘Erm…’ he managed as a heat began rising up from his collar, ‘I’m sorry. Cocked what, again?’
Crowley rolled his eyes. ‘Cocked up, Angel. It’s an expression.’ He shook his spiky, red hair. ‘You’ve heard me use it before. I swear, it’s like you’re distracted, or something.’
‘No!’ he protested quickly. ‘No, of course not! What would be distracting? I’m not looking at anything! Nothing at all,’ he laughed nervously.
‘What’s gotten into you, Angel?’ the demon narrowed his eyes behind his dark glasses at the man-shaped ethereal being at the other end of the shop’s backroom divan. To intensify his glaring abilities, he yanked off the shades and tossed them haphazardly toward the desk, revealing golden, slitted eyes.
Aziraphale really liked looking at Crowley’s eyes, but that didn’t bear thinking about just then. It made everything all the more confusing.
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21 Sep 2025
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You know how the plot what plot started as a joke tag (I assume) - well, this is truly a fic with zero plot.
I'd say mind the tags, but there aren't many to tag. Just assume full on smut.
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19 Sep 2025
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Crowley was wrapped around Aziraphale, as tightly as their human forms allowed. He pressed lazy kisses to the side of his face, whispering sleepily in his ear. Things that made him feel good, made him feel worthy, made him feel loved. "Sssweet angel. Were ssso lovely for me. My sssoft angel."
Aziraphale tensed, all the good feelings he usually had after their lovemaking evaporated. Crowley didn't seem to notice, nuzzling into him and probably already asleep. Aziraphale was far from sleeping, now.
Crowley had said he didn't care about his body. When sober, he called Aziraphale sweet and wonderful and good and, Aziraphale's favorite, my angel, mine – but almost never pretty or beautiful.
And now, he'd called him soft. Twice. It was as if his fears were coming true: Crowley was finally seeing the truth: Aziraphale was a boring bookhoarder, slow to change, very inexperienced and, on top of it all, soft.
Crowley could do much better for himself. He'd waited for Aziraphale for so long, longer than anyone else on Earth could fathom. And now, after realizing that the angel really wasn't anything of what he'd imagined, his sweet, kind demon was probably letting him down slowly, trying to make it hurt less.Bookmarked by yamisakurai
19 Sep 2025