6 Works by Polaris in Good Omens (TV)
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Aziraphale had tried to be good, he really had. He’d rebuffed Crowley’s offers to slither over with a case of something drinkable, until Crowley’s threat of sleeping away the rest of the year had been simply unbearable and he’d cracked.
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A few months prior to leaving the Dowling household, Crowley had downloaded Grindr for the sole purpose of catfishing randy morons. He was not expecting a paragraph that began with: ‘hello. I hope you don’t think this is too forward, but I couldn’t help but notice you have the most lovely nipples.’
Crowley keeps trying to meet his Grindr fuckbuddy. Aziraphale keeps showing up at all his meeting spots. This is terrible.
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The door gave way with a crack, and several large, armed men stepped into the room. They stared at Aziraphale for a long moment. A few glanced at each other, and one muttered something. The closest one drew his sword.
And then a familiar voice said, “Aziraphale?”
Aziraphale is a monk at Lindisfarne. Crowley is a Viking.
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That was her nanny. Her son’s dowdy, sunglasses-wearing nanny, who dressed like a Victorian dominatrix and towered over both Harriet and Thaddeus. And she was wearing the slutty black gown that Harriet hadn’t had the courage to try on herself.
“Oh my God,” she heard herself say.
The nanny and her gentleman friend both turned to her, surprise blooming across their faces.
“Oh shit,” said the gentleman friend, which was rich coming from the human incarnation of a marshmallow.
Or, Harriet Dowling makes a deal with—well, not quite the devil.
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“Crowley?” came Aziraphale’s voice. “Are you still out with Warlock? I was wondering if you’d pick up some—”
“He’s asked me if we swapped him at birth!” Crowley hissed into the phone.
“How did that come up?” asked Aziraphale blankly.
“Might’ve slipped out,” Crowley muttered. “Not the point. What do I say?”
“Generally in circumstances like these I think the truth is called for,” Aziraphale told him.
“I’ll wipe his memory,” Crowley decided. That would take care of this whole mess.
Series
- Part 2 of These Are the Days of Our Lives
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Crowley pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut. He stayed like that for a good minute before huffing out a breath. “We’ve been living together for six months,” he finally said.
“Yes,” Aziraphale agreed cautiously.
“I honestly thought you weren’t interested.”
“I thought you weren’t!”
“My God,” said Crowley in a tone of absolute disgust, “we are so fucking stupid, aren’t we?”
Aziraphale wisely kept his mouth shut.
Series
- Part 1 of These Are the Days of Our Lives