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eklmrlos

a snowy little sketch of these two 🤍

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Aziraphale x looking at Crowley

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Crowley x looking at Aziraphale

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aziraphales-library

Hello mods! I’m looking for any fics about or including moments where Aziraphale accidentally falls asleep around Crowley? A cat nap on the couch or in the Bentley, that sort of thing. Preferably with some pining on Crowley’s end or at least before any sort of established relationship. Thank you for the help!!

We have fics about Aziraphale and sleep here and here. Here are some fics where he falls asleep...

Sit Around and Dream by his_infinitevariety (G)

Crowley may or may not catch Aziraphale sleeping.

Counterpoint by EdosianOrchids901 (T)

When Aziraphale is injured during a raid on a monastery, he’s unable to focus enough to heal the injuries. Crowley offers to help, but Aziraphale is suspicious. Can he trust a demon?

As If By Divine Ordinance by vir_adahlenn (G)

Aziraphale falls asleep on Crowley's couch. Yearning ensues.

It Is Written (In The Smile On Your Face, My Beloved) by Angel_made_of_stars (G)

There is an unspoken bond. A bond very seldom kept unbroken. Something the angel and the demon had toed the line of before. But that meant nothing, when faced with the question. What will you do when it is shown? AKA: Aziraphale falls asleep in Crowley’s car, going a full one hundred, and he has never seen more trust shown. Maybe it’s time he trusts a sleeping angel with his confessions.

you fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time (but that's okay, I'll just avoid the holes so you sleep fine) by midnightdragons (G)

Crowley sighed tiredly, patting the Bentley's dashboard and smoothing a hand over it. She revved her engine at him, the tiniest hum – she sounded almost smug (at least, as smug as a car can be), and Crowley frowned disapprovingly. “Shaddup,” he mumbled, reddening all the way to the tips of his ears. “Even angels gotta rest, I guess. Don’t wanna piss ‘im off by drivin’ too fast, y’know?” The Bentley hummed again, as if saying: when have you ever cared about that before, you old sap? Crowley doggedly ignored her in favor of glancing towards Aziraphale once more, a smile threatening to tug at the corners of his mouth once more at the sight of the sleeping angel. He looked so at peace, so relaxed, and . . . and so trusting. It made the place where his heart should be utterly ache.

Aziraphale falls asleep in the Bentley, and Crowley begrudgingly gives up his favorite pastime of violating traffic laws and breaking the sound barrier with Queen music to allow him to rest.

Apostraphe and Somniloquy by cyankelpie (G)

Exhausted by all the excitement with the church and the Nazis, Aziraphale falls asleep mid-conversation. Crowley talks to him while he sleeps. To his surprise, Aziraphale talks back.

- Mod D

#fic recs

cottagecore-raccoon

In honor of @ineffable-wives-weekend, here are some ineffable wives fics that I think deserve some more attention:

you are my truest feelin' yet by HazelSage

Butch Aziraphale and genderfluid Crowley meet at a Halloween themed night at the local gay bar and immediately hit it off. What follows is a series of dates and hookups while the two dance around each other and try to gather the courage to make things official.

In Magic You Believe by MyFriendsAreFictionalCharacters

In a world of magic that may or may not be real, the paths of Aziraphale and Crowley cross. A tragedy rips the pair apart--will they find their way back together?

naming the stars in the sky after you by sideraclara

Aziraphale Fell and Antonia Crowley haven’t seen each other for thirty years. But an out-of-the-blue invitation to Aziraphale’s mountain cottage for a few days rekindles a long-lost friendship – and sparks something more.

Notorious by MickyRC

It’s 1946, and in the immediate aftermath of the war, Crowley and Aziraphale each find themselves in Rio de Janeiro. Without a well-timed appearance by a particular demon a few years back, Aziraphale is on a mission to replace some of her destroyed book collection. But there is more afoot in Rio than one tired demon trying to have a quiet holiday, and with Heaven and Hell both too busy to pay much attention, it’s down to the two of them to find out what’s going on, how to stop it, and avoid being found out for working together—all with their still-fragile hearts on the line. Inspired by the movie Notorious, for the Do It With Style Silver Screen bang, featuring beautiful art by doodleswithangie!

such precious things by blackeyedblonde

“You’re gorgeous like this, you know,” Crowley says. There’s a certain brightness to her golden eyes in the evening light that makes the fine hair on Aziraphale’s arms prickle with something like frisson, or perhaps just the physical presence of so much love. “Well, you’ve always been gorgeous to me, no matter what—but y’know what I mean.” “You should consider the breathtaking view I have from here, my love,” Aziraphale says, idly stroking the white tufts of hair on Starling’s head. She tips her face toward the window displaying their garden first, and then throws a meaningful look toward Crowley, still naked to the waist with the perfection of tiny Winnifred cradled under her arm. She looks like she was carved from alabaster and spattered with a constellation of bronze freckles, a vision of motherhood lovingly hewn into life.

Where Do We Begin (the rubble or our sin) by Saspa

Note: this fic is a WIP tagged for future ineffable wives content, even if it begins with the ineffables using he/him pronouns

#fic recs #ineffable wives

beanie-edits

and we've spent our existence pretending that we're not

show: good omens

song: "big black car" by gregory alan isakov

#fanvid

eklmrlos

they are husbands (do not separate)

#peak ineffable husbands #good omens fanart

aziraphales-library

hello, i've been on the aziraphale-centric fics kick because he is one of my favorite characters ever :( <33 i wondered if you all have any azi centric fics to recommend? i really like hurt/comfort and hurt aziraphale :-) thank u <3

Hi. We have some Aziraphale-centric fics here, so check those out (it includes that one you're thinking of, so you don't need to add it in the notes). Here are some more...

A Gradual Acceleration by PunJedi (G)

Aziraphale has to deal with 6000 years worth of pent-up feelings and what happens when the world doesn't end on schedule. It's a tricky thing, love; his modus operandi has been to ignore it. But there reaches a point at which it simply cannot be ignored. Crowley is willing to wait, though.

It's Not The End Of The World by mellohirust (T)

“I think I'm still worried about… our old sides.” This is where he expects said bomb to explode. This is his fatal flaw, that he hasn't actually moved on, that things aren't actually as over as he wants them to be. It's all they've ever wanted, and they didn't truly have it. Not in his mind. Not somewhere deep within him, like a disease, like something he couldn't pry out of him. How selfish would he be, to drag the other down with him just for reassurance, force him to relive it all? Crowley stays quiet. Aziraphale feels as if he's confessed to something awful, like a part of him was fundamentally incompatible with the other. Aziraphale suspects both of these things could be the case and Crowley would love him anyway. He has it written down, somewhere in his mind, what Crowley ought to say. It’s not what he actually winds up saying. “Yeah,” the other finally mumbled, after what felt like eternity. He draws a breath. “Yeah, me too.” - Aziraphale hasn't been able to let himself rest in six thousand years. Crowley's determined to help him change that, even if addressing the root of the problem is more unpleasant and complicated than either would've hoped for.

So Still I Wait by HotCrossPigeon (T)

Aziraphale asks one too many questions. What is Heaven to do with their wayward Principality? Crowley picks up the pieces. (Solitary confinement warning)

A Hard World for Little Things by GiggleSnortBangDead (E)

When the Almighty Lord created the universe and decided that desire would exist within it, They hadn’t exactly said: “This shall go on top, and this on bottom.” But there was an ordering of things and a hierarchy of desire. That’s how it was explained to Aziraphale. All of us serve, he had been taught, and some of us are happy to serve a little more.

Night and Day by wyrmy (E)

Aziraphale Engel, black sheep of his strictly religious family, lives a quiet and monkish existence in the middle of London, trying to avoid the many temptations of the flesh and do his bit for the church that his father founded. But his quiet, untroubled, and unhappily narrow existence is about to come to an end, and he will be faced with the choice to give up even more of who he is or to survive in the real world.

Smitten at First Fright by Oopsynini (M)

Aziraphale has problems. No one needs to tell him so, he's well aware that his issues are many and in-between. He's an agoraphobic shut-in with a bad back and a sad past. It's a rule that, to most, he isn't much worth the effort of getting to know. Crowley doesn't seem to abide by any of that. He's an enigmatic gardener with a green thumb and a smile a thousand miles wide. It's something like love at first sight; if that included a panic attack and a minor foray into bird watching. Aziraphale is smitten, now if only he could get past his fears and admit it.

- Mod D

#fic recs #hurt/comfort #whump

meanwhile-at-the-cottage

Today Crowley casually called Aziraphale “sweetheart.” The angel’s heart fluttered, and his cheeks went bright pink.

#perfect :'))#peak ineffable husbands

mochacoffee

I created a 3D model and floor plan of Aziraphale’s bookshop in Good Omens!

I really wanted one for reference and it seemed like many others did too, so I put together my best approximation of where everything is. Beneath the color version, you’ll see I’ve included two simplified, labeled versions of the plan. The verbal labels are so you know what the object is. The numerical labels are there to make it easy to find more information about the object. I’ve put a numbered index below the cut that features the relevant reference images I used for each object and some more information about why I put it where I did/why it’s relevant/etc. I want to be very clear that I did not add anything to this from my own imagination; every single item and feature represents something I actually saw in the shop.

If you have any questions or want more information about this, PLEASE do not hesitate to ask! I put so much time into figuring it out and I would be more than happy to be a resource for anyone who needs it. Also, if you notice any errors, let me know and I’ll update the post. I hope this is helpful!

Update: Here’s a link to an interactive view of the shop! It takes a moment to load. You can click the “3D” tab in the top right to view it in first person and walk around inside. Double click a spot on the floor to move there and pan around by clicking and dragging. The oval symbol next to the person walking gives you a birds-eye view.

Update 2: Here’s a higher quality rendering of the first person perspective! Update 3: I made an alternate first person render here complete with a ceiling, light fixtures, and ambient lighting from outside. This one is optimized for making it seem more like you’re actually there, whereas the previous one is for maximum visibility. This render also has some minor accuracy improvements, which are detailed under the cut in the relevant sections. (The first interactive link with the birds-eye view updates automatically.) Update 4: In case you’re interested in Aziraphale’s books specifically, I’ve made a catalogue of those here.

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#ref #the bookshop