GoodOmensNoms
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A.J. Crowley, best selling author of action thrillers and sci-fi dramas, wants to try his hand at romance. When writer's block rears its ugly head, his editor and literary agent suggests a romantic writer's retreat in a last-ditch effort to meet his deadline. Aziraphale can be a miracle worker at times, but there's no way a reclusive month away will spark all the romance he needs to finish...
Editor AU: In which two of the least romantic men on earth try to write a romance novel.
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FANDOM AU! • Crowley is a BNF fic writer, and Aziraphale is a lurking artist who might be just a little parasocially in love with him. How they ever became friends is beyond him, but here they are: One month out from Prophet Con, and Crowley is asking him to be his boyfriend. Just for the weekend, of course.
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And They Were Streamers by ghostrat
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
03 Aug 2025
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(Human) Twitch Streamer AU, as shared on Tumblr! (ATWS / #ineffable streamers)
Aziraphale and Crowley are two polar opposite Twitch streamers who are exceedingly popular in their own ways. Besides their moderators, no one watching would ever guess that they live together. Nor that their feelings run a whole lot deeper than friendship.
(Abandoned, but includes all the draft notes for how the story ends)
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A Blaze of Light by wingedspirit
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
08 Oct 2019
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It begins, as it will end, with a Fall.
(A whole canon rewrite AU with Crowley as a Fallen Raphael. Featuring additional scenes through the ages, a whole lot of angst, and a happy ending.)
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- Part 1 of A Blaze of Light
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Angel-Centered Therapy Through A Multicultural Lens: An Integrative Approach by Nnm
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)
14 Jun 2024
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“I’d love to meet with you,” Davey said, apologetically, when he had been called up by a fellow looking to initiate therapy, “but I’m all booked up for months.”
“Are you sure?” The fellow said, through a poor connection that crackled.
Davey had been sure. And yet. Right there in his calendar was a blank spot, just a few days away, which he had somehow completely overlooked before. “How about that…I’ve got Wednesday at eleven, if you can make that work.”
“What a miracle,” the fellow said, “that would be just the perfect time.”