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From the Archive of Anthony J. Crowley's Phone (the endeavours of a helplessly in love demon) by alqhacentauri17
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)
10 Jul 2026
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8:53
Oh, would you be so kind? Wonderful!
Then we shall sleep together tonight.or
Crowley decided that it was time for Aziraphale to own a phone that wasn't older than his car. After a long deliberation with himself, he gifts the angel a brand new iPhone for Christmas. Aziraphale gets the hang of it rather quickly. This is the aftermath.
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08 Jul 2026
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Nico Rosberg wakes up in 2026, retired, alone, and restless. On a whim, he cleans his basement and finds his 2016 World Championship trophy and an old photo of him and Lewis Hamilton hugging — back when they were young, before the rivalry consumed everything. The photo stops him cold. He remembers the kiss they shared in a hotel room in 2009, the year everything could have begun. He remembers how 2016 ended — not with joy, but with silence. The win wasn't pleasant. He lost Lewis. And as he stares at the photo, he wonders: how can he ever get that back?
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04 Jul 2026
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Father Aziraphale Fell is a haunted priest who has kindled a tentative friendship with landscape designer and gardener Anthony Crowley, who has been tending to his church’s neglected gardens— and that friendship has been mingled with a growing desire and longing since they met.
When the tantalising gardener offhandedly mentions that his career isn’t exactly fruitful, Aziraphale offers to help him. Crowley, in response, jokingly mentions the concept of ‘sugaring’ to the priest, assuming he’d have no idea what he meant, but Aziraphale is full of many, many surprises.
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- Part 1 of Vine Slips
- Part 1 of A Labyrinth of Labyrinths
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Crowley forgets what Heaven was like. Aziraphale helps him remember.
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Foggy Lenses by AnnabelleRAWR
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett
19 May 2026
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Anthony made a quiet, needy whine, his hands fumbling upward to catch Asa's forearms. “Put ’em back,” he muttered, all sharpness dulled into affection and need. “Can’t see your pretty face…”
The laugh that rumbled out of Asa was soft enough to melt stone. He shifted immediately, lowering himself until their mouths barely brushed, until Anthony could see him perfectly again at such impossible closeness.
“Is this better?” Asa whispered against his lips.
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Anthony's glasses fog up during sex and whines when Asa takes them off.