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Confess My love, I'd Know Where to Be (My Sanctuary, You're Holy to Me) by DamnedSoulsSingSweet (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)
08 Jul 2019
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What if the holy water had been a suicide pill? What if God loved a good love story? What if the Great Almighty wasn’t ready to let go of Crowley quiet yet?
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Crowley confesses his love for his angel and gets rejected. Unable to handle the heartbreak he drinks tea made with the holy water and dies. Aziraphale realizes that he did have feelings for his demon and has trouble moving on. Luckily God is a sucker for a good love story and is, well, God, thus fixing the mistake her two favorite troublemakers have made. Gabriel is not amused at Crowley’s sudden return to Heaven’s good graces and Hell is not happy about losing their best demon either.- Language:
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Bookmarked by Auntless
25 Oct 2026
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Crowley commits suicide with holy water, but God resurrects him as the high archangle Raphael
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Most demons make it their goal to stay as far away as possible from their Room, except for those who go mad. Beelzebub knows exactly where their Room is, can picture it like a point on a compass wherever they go in Hell. They can even feel it the few times they’re on Earth; can feel it above them, out there, all around. Like entropy. Their Room is in the Velvet Wing, three corridors off from the cafeteria, up a set of spiral stairs that tightens around you as you go. There’s a thunderstorm at the top, always, making the metal rungs slippery and treacherous. There are three Rooms up there, bunched along a small, narrow metal pathway. Your hair gets wet, walking to it, your face. Water beads in your eyelashes. Their Room is the one in the middle. They know it’s theirs because they can feel it. Because every time they’re near it, they lose a fly or two, can feel the flies slipping away from them, squeezing in the cracks around the door, and - Beelzebub doesn’t know where they go from there. They can’t feel them anymore, can only feel the lack, the loss.
Beelzebub’s not mad, but they do wonder, sometimes.Series
- Part 2 of Beelzebub
Bookmarked by Auntless
17 Oct 2026
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Apparently, Crowley has been in love with Aziraphale for the past six thousand years, give or take. This is fine. He’s determined to be normal about this whole thing, and to not clue the angel in question in on his rather inconvenient feelings. Things have been good for them since the apocalypse-that-wasn’t— the last thing he wants to do is screw that up.
And then the Bentley takes matters into her own hands. Or speakers, as it were.
That’s right. Crowley can’t drive anywhere with Aziraphale without Somebody to Love playing. God, Satan— somebody, anybody, please send help.
Bookmarked by Auntless
16 Oct 2026
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Slowly discovering love and romance thanks to the Bentley. In universe.
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“Crowley lets the thunder of noise settle over him, and shifts his weight a bit. It doesn’t do a lot to settle his hip or back, but it’s a distraction for a moment. Anything’s better than listening to the planes, or squinting into the darkness for so long that he’s almost convinced himself there’s a fire.
Beneath him, London seems to be holding its breath.”
In which Crowley is living through the Hell of the Blitz and his memories of the last war, and finds a blond haired bookseller along the way.
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When two damaged people meet in a time of war, it is quite possible that anything might happen. They might change each other’s lives. They might even fall in love.
A human AU set at the time of the London Blitz featuring two lonely souls from very different worlds who belong together. And a lot of very necessary tea.
Written before Season 2 with a very happy ending.
