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Tomorrow (Is Never Promised) by Create_Serenity (Sivany) for terrible_at_magic, ApolloInAnAlcove
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
14 Oct 2025
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Aziraphale and Crowley have just found out they've been following the wrong boy for years. They retire to the bookshop to drink and well... they've had a second arrangement for sometime now and Crowley thinks that with three days until the end of the world they should take advantage of it.
(Aziraphale is sucessfully tempted and lots of smut happens. Crowley is a mess about it all but everyone has a very nice time.)
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Aziraphale put his manuscript aside, instruments perched daintily on a knock-off Charles and Diana commemorative dish by an artist who couldn’t seem to decide whether he was painting the Princess of Wales or a young Aled Jones. “I believe the general consensus is that the fun of sexual activity is to enjoy climax, not to be deprived of it,” he said.
“Well, you would think that, angel.” Crowley stood up, unfolding himself in a sinewy deployment that Aziraphale followed with his eyes. “A right little hedonist you are, if ever I saw one.”
Or: Aziraphale and Crowley try something new. Crowley learns to ask for what he really wants.
Series
- Part 1 of to steal light from dawn
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Who Desires and Acts by shaggydogstail for cassieoh
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
11 Jan 2025
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It’d be easy to free Crowley if only he’d admit to his desires, but of course he would have to be difficult. Aziraphale may have to be quite firm with him.
Featuring demon summoning, smut, and improper use of an Airbnb.
[Originally written for the 2024 Good Omens Holiday Exchange on Dreamwidth]
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Close Your Eyes by CopperBeech
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
16 Nov 2019
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Some bedroom banter about penances puts a not-quite-nice idea into Aziraphale’s head, but it turns into a sweet exploration of how liberating it is for Crowley to simply surrender to his angel, and Aziraphale feeling his way into the responsibility that comes with being even a soft Dom.
Or, a four part broadside of unapologetic filth, with a fluffy little cherry on top.
He sidles around the last stack of books and sets down the bottle, and is about to swivel onto the couch when Aziraphale’s knee comes up, catching him just hard enough on the leg to throw him off balance, and he stumbles sideways. A strong hand catches him before he can hurt himself, and another shifts to press him facedown over the angel’s knees. He’s a little gobsmacked by how fast it’s happened.
The hand is quite unyielding. Aziraphale’s sitting forward so that Crowley’s just off the edge of the couch, knees on the floor. He braces his forearms on a small pile of 1860’s travel journals and experimentally pushes upward. He’s not going anywhere.
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Crowley falls into a long sleep. Aziraphale tries to watch over him.