Adult Content Warning

This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.

• Yes, Continue
• No, Go Back

If you accept cookies from our site and you choose "Yes, Continue", you will not be asked again during this session (that is, until you close your browser). If you log in you can store your preference and never be asked again.

1. thunder that does not roar, lightning that does not strike by GenericUsername01

   Fandoms: Good Omens (TV)  

   • Mature
   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • Other
   • Complete Work

   12 Oct 2020

   Tags

   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)
   • Crowley (Good Omens)
   • Aziraphale (Good Omens)
   • Gabriel (Good Omens)
   • Satan | Lucifer (Good Omens)
   • Uriel (Good Omens)
   • Angels (Good Omens)
   • Seraph Crowley (Good Omens)
   • Cherub Aziraphale (Good Omens)
   • bodyguard aziraphale
   • Crowley Was Not Raphael Before Falling (Good Omens)
   • Pre-Fall (Good Omens)
   • Pre-Canon
   • the archangels are siblings
   • Alternate Universe - Bodyguard
   • Fluff and Angst
   • War in Heaven (Good Omens)
   • Minor Character Death
   • crowley was remiel here
   • Angel and Demon True Forms (Good Omens)
   • angel lore
   • Aziraphale and Crowley Met Before The Fall (Good Omens)
   • the mortifying ordeal of being crowley
   • Soft Aziraphale (Good Omens)
   • Strong Aziraphale (Good Omens)
   • crowley is god's mad scientist and the angel of blowing shit up
   • Genderfluid Crowley (Good Omens)
   • crowley's genitalia left intentionally vague
   • Aziraphale Has a Penis (Good Omens)
   • aziraphale has siblings
   • angels have flocks
   • Blasphemy
   • haloes are wedding rings
   • you will read this fic and you will learn about angelology
   • this is very sappy and cheesy
   • Metaphysical Sex

   Summary

   Remiel stalked around menacingly, because she was a very powerful and intimidating seraph and absolutely could not be snapped in half by this brand new cherub.

   “So,” she said. “Like God said, I’m Remiel. I make stars, and I am of the Holy Seven. Don’t really see why I need a bodyguard. There’s no danger or anything, and I can take care of myself.”

   Aziraphale’s human face frowned, and his ox head tossed and snorted, his tail lashing with fire. “I see.”

   Language:

   English

   Words:

   18,138

   Chapters:

   1/1

   Comments:

   29

   Kudos:

   266

   Bookmarks:

   61

   Hits:

   2,204